Episode 348
Episode 348. Dimensional Compensation (3)
Nameless plants.
Above that.
-Hahaha!
-Over here! Over here!
-Idiot~!
Pure laughter reminiscent of children flows out without stopping.
The cause is the colorful lights.
Spirits with appearances like cute dolls or toys roam everywhere.
Paradise.
The center of this place can be expressed in just one word.
Under a tree so huge that it is impossible to capture it all at once.
“You came.”
A voice exactly like this one was heard.
The owner of platinum blonde hair reminiscent of sunlight and green eyes that seem to capture the nature of this place.
“Nice to meet you, Ernen.”
It was the high elf Ernen.
she is.
“Haha. You were really surprised, weren’t you?”
He responded with his usual warm smile.
“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t surprised.”
Shimun also approached her with a comfortable smile.
Within.
“But Simdrasil’s growth has reached its maximum. What is this?”
A huge tree located behind Ernen.
A poem asking the main point while glancing at the World Tree, Simdrasil.
To him.
“Ah. That’s it.”
Ernen also looked back at Simdrasil.
“What should I say… … Should I say that he grew up too quickly?”
He smiled somewhat awkwardly.
“Are you growing up too fast?”
A poem that tilts its head.
“Yes. As you know, Sir Shimun… … .”
Ernen nodded slowly.
“Actually, Simdrasil didn’t grow normally like other World Trees, right?”
I laid my hand on the roots of the Simdrasil.
I guess there was something to that statement.
“ah.”
A short sigh escaped Shimun’s mouth.
‘Come to think of it… … Even the seeds of Simdrasil weren’t in perfect condition.’
The previous special arena was ‘Nature’s Fall.’
The place where Ernen first encountered was a place that had become corrupted and rotten due to the five dragon lords, Nidhogg.
Fortunately, by regenerating the seeds of this current world tree, Simdrasil.
Ernen could have been saved, though.
The seed is not a whole seed.
“It was a piece of seed… … .”
It was in the form of a ‘piece’.
Fortunately, the World Tree is essentially a spirit.
It is also possible to grow in the form of fragmented seeds, and has been grown in this way until now.
After all, a ‘piece’ is only a part.
It could never be in perfect form.
As if to prove this.
“It is exactly as you said, Shimun.”
Ernen nods his head.
“A seed fragment. That is the way this Simdrasil grew, and has continued to grow until now.”
As expected, Shimun’s face darkened at her subsequent words.
It wasn’t a crowd.
‘Yes. The World Tree is indeed a living being, and a being with an ego… … .’
Wasn’t it none other than Shimun himself who chose the piece of the World Tree’s seed?
‘I’ve been thinking too calculatedly all this time.’
Efficiency of achievement points, growth buffs, etc.
Haven’t we been thinking about the world tree only in a computational way?
Of course, at that time, it wasn’t as developed as it is now.
As an alchemist, it’s a kind of occupational disease.
It was also an attempt to take advantage of the practical aspect.
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“No, sir.”
Was this just a misunderstanding of the poem?
“I know what you’re thinking, but that’s definitely not the reason.”
Without even a moment to feel the presence.
Swish.
Ernen approached Shimun without realizing it and carefully held his hand.
Even though they look mild, it’s because of their similar height difference.
“At that time, Mr. Shimun chose the most realistic method.”
She met the gaze of the poet at the same height.
“Me too, Simdrasil. I always admire and appreciate that part.”
He said with a soft smile.
“It just grew too fast.”
“is that so?”
“Yes. I didn’t think you would finish the nursery period so quickly and reach the first growth stage.”
“A graveyard?”
A poem that tilts its head.
It wasn’t a crowd.
Seedlings.
A word that literally has the dictionary meaning of young seedlings.
It is a term used to refer to young plants, such as seedlings.
“Is this… a tomb right now?”
It’s not just the circumference that can’t be seen at a glance.
Even as a poem of considerable length.
A Simdrasil that includes heights that require bending your head to the limit.
This giant world tree is just a ‘tomb’?
“… … .”
The head of the poem, which had been bent almost at a right angle, returned silently.
Ernen was looking at him with a warm smile.
“Haha. Simdrasil is a bit bigger than the other world trees.”
I tried to lessen the surprise of such a poem.
“It’s a bit big… … .”
Unfortunately, it did not achieve that goal.
anyway.
“Anyway. Since the seed is in the form of a fragment, the main body should grow slower than the average World Tree… … .”
“I was synthesizing the seed fragments too quickly.”
“That’s right. And the seed itself has already evolved twice, right?”
“That’s what it was.”
A poem with a short nod.
The ductility value of the first World Tree Seed Fragment is 10,000 achievement points.
But didn’t the seed fragment affinity value increase to 30,000 points per piece with the growth so far?
Shimun quickly realized what Ernen was talking about.
“It seems that the spirit body cannot keep up with the growth of the main body.”
I’m still a child inside.
Is it just that the body has grown a lot?
Did you get it right?
“That’s correct.”
Ernen nodded.
“Thanks to the blessings given by Gabriel, the gap was somewhat reduced. But in the end, we reached our limit again.”
“hmm.”
Shimun nodded slightly and asked.
“Then is there no other way?”
“Fundamentally, time is the cure, but… …. You probably won’t like it, right?”
Ernen asks with a subtle smile.
To him.
“I can’t deny it.”
Shimun answered with a smiling face.
Didn’t it cost a whopping 90,000 achievement points?
Well, I guess there was nowhere to invest right away.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t regret it.
And it wasn’t just out of simple regret.
“But what about that time? Are you talking about the time corresponding to the spirit body of the World Tree?”
“Yes. After all, the main body and the spirit body have to be in harmony to some extent.”
“hmm.”
The poem is written with a small murmur.
Charrung.
He stretched out his hand and summoned the spirit of the World Tree.
Unlike in the past.
The spirit body of the World Tree with a fairly well-formed shape.
However, it was a form that was smaller in many ways than the huge body before my eyes.
and.
“It’s time… … .”
Shimun looked down at the spirit body of the World Tree with a strange tone.
The reason was simple.
‘If I do it right, it could be solved with a grain of sand from Kronos?’
The sands of Kronos.
It was made by taking just one grain from Kronos’ hourglass and mixing them together.
Haven’t we already experienced that effect in previous cases?
‘Let’s give it a try.’
A poem that organizes thoughts like that.
Swish.
Just as I was about to snap my fingers.
“Wait!”
Ernen’s urgent voice was heard.
She took a moment to catch her breath.
“I see. It seems like Mr. Shimun has found a solution to the time issue… … .”
As if seeing something mysterious.
After looking at the poem for a while.
“To enter the first growth period, there is one more thing needed.”
He smiled somewhat awkwardly.
* * *
Kirik.
That extreme.
A familiar working sound is heard.
Shimun, who returned to the lab, rested his chin on his hand for a moment.
The reason was no different.
‘We need more nature-friendly beings… … .’
High Elf Ernen.
It was because of her words that she was managing the World Tree on his behalf.
A nature-friendly being.
That too.
‘It doesn’t have to be an elf, but at least it has to be someone I can shake hands with.’
High elf.
Is it possible for me to naturally mix hands with a being that has been the companion of the World Tree for generations?
There it is.
‘Also, I have to hide my location from those like the Dragon Clan. It has to be someone I can trust.’
It had to be a being that could believe in and spread the word about the realm and existence of Simdrasil.
In this regard.
‘I like elves the best, since they are of the same race… … .’
Elves like Ernen were the best.
The trust part goes without saying.
Aren’t elves basically a race that communicates with nature through spirit magic?
Actually, Ernendo too.
‘Originally, there was no need for such conditions. Our elves were always with the World Tree.’
Thanks to the elves who always reside by the World Tree.
‘The spirit of the World Tree and us too. We help each other grow.’
Didn’t you say that there was no need for a manager like her?
Within.
“Well, I guess it’ll be resolved if I go around the arena.”
Shimun shrugged his shoulders and shook off his regret.
‘Even if you’re not an elf. If you keep progressing through the arena, you’ll be able to find anyone.’
Although the growth of 90,000 points was blocked.
‘It’s not like the growth buffs from before have disappeared.’
Isn’t the previous World Tree growth buff itself still intact?
His future like that.
[NO. 274 Earth Dimension Battle Buff is granted.]
[The buff contents are as follows.]
– Earthlings’ awakening probability increases by 15%.
– The probability of Earthlings’ upper-grade traits appearing increases by 10%.
– Arena rewards for all players increase by 10%.
– Increases the chance of being exposed to a constellation by 5%.
[This effect lasts until the next dimensional battle.]
Reward for the Dimensional Battle.
Items for dimensional buffs are spread out in a rush.
“hmm.”
The poem that was skimmed through it.
“The buff content is the same as in the previous life.”
He nodded slowly.
Awakening probability that increases the number of awakened people by 15%.
In addition, the probability of a higher trait appearing is up to 10%.
If you just look at the numbers, it may seem small.
‘It’s considerable when viewed from the perspective of the entire Earth.’
Wouldn’t it be the same if we just looked at 1% of Korea and 1% of the world?
Considering that such a category covers the entire planet.
Dimensional buffs were important buffs that would be responsible for the future of Earth.
There it is.
‘As you continue to win dimensional battles, the dimensional buff effect will also increase little by little.’
Even though there is a condition for victory.
Aren’t dimensional buffs a kind of ‘growth type’?
A poem that organizes thoughts like that.
“Tch!”
I stretched out, adjusting my posture.
Now that the dimensional battle is over.
‘The world tree is like that too. I have to run around the arena diligently again.’
It’s time to jump back into the arena.
The moment I reached out to the nearby arena access device.
“huh?”
The poet’s gaze turns to the side.
I was wondering why there was no greeting even though I came back.
Were you sleeping?
-Hmm… … . Handsome chest… … . Sigh… … .
The philosopher’s stone, which hangs on the middle stand and spouts out unimaginable nonsense.
Beyond that.
‘What? Everyone’s still here?’
I felt a rustling sound.
Let’s focus our senses a little more.
‘This is with the kids… … . It’s your uncle, right?’
I was able to detect the presence of people.
‘I see Secretary Choi is here too.’
Because I could even feel Golem Choi Chang-wook’s presence.
Damn it.
Shimun immediately walked towards the living room.
There.
“Kyahahaha!”
“Hehehe! This is fun!”
Kyoooo~.
With three children having fun running around the spacious living room.
“Grandpa!”
“Do it again! Again!”
Surrounded by them, Kim Moo-yeol was seen being pushed around.
Even if we put aside the fact that the Iron King of the world looks like some kind of toy.
“Enough. Now answer.”
At the sight of him looking at the children with a somewhat stern face.
“Nothing really happened… … .”
“Uncle.”
The poem quickly intervened.
Could it be that he didn’t know that a poem would appear?
“You. When did you come?”
Kim Moo-yeol looked slightly embarrassed without answering, but that was it.
“Secretary Choi.”
“Yes, Mr. Shimun. Thank you for your hard work.”
Shimun briefly exchanged greetings with Choi Chang-wook, who was sitting behind him.
“What are you doing here?”
I looked straight at Kim Moo-yeol.
To him, ‘It has been there from the beginning of the dimensional war until now.’
Kim Moo-yeol, who couldn’t say that.
“… … I stopped by for a moment because I had something to do.”
He spoke in a somewhat low voice.
“What’s going on?”
Shimun tilted his head.
That would be the case.
“What’s going on?”
Because there was no particular reason for the association president, Kim Moo-yeol, to come to see me.
As only the representatives of the continental representative matches are selected to participate in the Dimensional Competition.
As the president of the association, shouldn’t he be involved?
at that time.
“Grandpa! Do it again~!”
Sijun, who had come over before he knew it, grabbed Kim Mooyeol by the collar.
“That’s right! Make another slide!”
Kyuung!
Siyeon and Kyuung also grabbed his collar and bit him.
There’s no need for him to get into trouble.
“Kids. If you act like that to your grandfather… … .”
The moment Shimun tried to separate the children.
“Tsk.”
Kim Moo-yeol clicks his tongue briefly and waves his hands in the air.
OK.
Kkuddeuk.
Since when has it been open?
Through the window next to the living room, tree branches are coming into the cornfield.
A sky garden next to the living room.
These were things that continued from the landscaping there.
How many times have you done this already?
Kkuddukk.
The familiar tangled branches quickly filled the living room with an intricate slide.
“Kyahahaha!”
“Hehehe! I’m number one!”
Kyoooo~.
The three children quickly enjoyed the wooden slide that was reminiscent of a roller coaster.
and.
“… … .”
Shimun’s gaze that silently looked at those children.
slap.
Returning to Kim Moo-yeol.
A poem looking at Kim Moo-yeol with very colorful eyes, unlike silence.
Was that gaze uncomfortable?
Or maybe it’s a feeling that the conversation that was interrupted earlier will continue again?
“… … I’m going now.”
Kim Moo-yeol naturally.
“Choi Chang-wook.”
“Yes, Mr. Chairman.”
However, she quickly tidied up her clothes and started walking with Choi Chang-wook.
But that’s it.
“Wait.”
Kim Moo-yeol stopped walking at the sound of the poet’s voice grabbing him.
“What?”
I looked back at the poem with a reluctant face.
Fortunately.
“Uncle. At that time, you said that your Uncle’s special ability level was SSS-class, right?”
The poem asked a question that was completely different from his concerns.
Kim Moo-yeol let out a sigh of relief.
“Yes.”
I answered as calmly as possible.
To him.
“Uncle. Please talk to me for a moment.”
Shimun raised the corners of his lips.
fantasy,
