Chapter 369
Episode 369 Pasta will protect you
“Junior, stop now.”
Disgruntled voices pouring from the ceiling.
“This is stupid. “Let’s expel a few people.”
It’s a ball game.
He is looking at me with his feet on the ceiling.
The second hand on the clock-shaped face ticks loudly, as if reflecting his dissatisfaction.
Well, it makes sense.
Because the twelfth attempt just failed.
“How on earth can I eat pasta!”
The sighs of guests heard outside the kitchen.
“Give me the pasta quickly!” “pasta!” “Why don’t you let me eat pasta?”
Buzz.
A loud commotion created by the disappointment and frustration of twelve people.
Rather than the fact that they are trapped in a strange space –
pasta.
People who only reveal their desire for pasta.
This is due to the mental pollution effect caused by this space.
If I hadn’t been protected by [The Madness of the Abyss], I would have forgotten why I came here.
“Junior.”
I wondered for a moment whether it would be easier for twelve people or one person, and then answered one person.
“Did you forget the rule that we lose the moment even one person dies?”
“that’s right. But it looks like you forgot what I said. “I can bypass that rule?”
In fact, this one person is more burdensome than the twelve starving people gathered in the living room.
“Whether you turn right or left, you die.”
“I’m not dying. “It’s just that the situation is slightly different.”
“eww… … .”
This [pension] where we are staying now.
This pension is not actually the [Starving Mansion].
Although a similar skin is applied, there is no second floor – there is no ghost golem – and, funny enough, there is no bug that causes you to get stuck in the wall. Shouldn’t it usually be the other way around?
anyway.
This is a subspace constructed in the gap between time and space, or between dimensions.
And in the game system, there is a requirement to exist as a [guest] in this place, but you can eliminate that requirement by using Gong Isu’s ability.
“Anyone who is not recognized as a human being cannot be a [guest]. That person will be automatically eliminated. “For your information, I did not discover this.”
“is it so. i know.”
This is a bug I found.
If you force an NPC into a specific place, overlap the NPC with an artifact, and mix it with a forced command, you can cause a bug where the NPC’s race tag is changed to the product name tag of the item.
In short, the NPC becomes something like an [ice cream] instead of a [human].
That doesn’t change anything, it’s just displayed that way in the status window – but this bug can be useful in events that reference the NPC’s race.
Like right now, for example.
‘The future child of Kim Shin-hwa. ‘I told Gong Yi-su something useless.’
From what I heard, it seems that Kim Shin-hwa of the future used Gong Yi-soo’s abilities to conduct an experiment to reproduce the bug.
But that’s only when the game NPC is nothing more than a piece of data –
“No- that’s not true, then it’s worse than dying, right?”
If something like that happens in this unstable space, the person will be taken to [Tindalos], which exists at the edge of time.
If Gong Yi-soo had told me that from the beginning, I wouldn’t have started this plan.
“What do you think? If you don’t do this anyway, everyone will die. My junior, I plan to use the golden hairpin to annihilate them – or get caught up in the destruction caused by the existence of the abyss.”
“No, you’re doing this to avoid that, right?”
After hearing those words, Gong Yi-su flipped over from the ceiling and came down to the floor.
Gong Yi-soo lands silently as if some kind of cat is landing. Your movements are very good.
“No, don’t you understand? hey! “Blonde friend.”
“yes?”
Jang Hyeon-deok, who was eating a snack from Heo Sang-hyeon in the corner of the kitchen, approaches.
“Oh, why him?”
“Junior, please stay still. Blonde friend, stand here. Exactly side by side. There are three of us. okay.”
“huh? “What are you doing?”
“Now, junior, the three of us are doing the same thing. Now – raise your left hand. “What, why is it wrong already?”
“what? Left hand? ah. “Left hand.”
Jang Hyeon-deok’s goofy voice. I won’t bother explaining which hand he raised.
“Senior, this guy is like that.”
“to? Wizard? No, that’s not it-”
Gong Yi-su waved his hand in an annoyed tone and said.
“Then, leave the blonde friend alone. “Deacon!”
“I know what you’re talking about, so stop. And the four of us here can’t recreate that analogy.”
Sang-hyeon and I will never be wrong, and Jang Hyeon-deok will be wrong even if there is only one.
“Who knows that? This is a mass game after all. The more people and conditions there are, the more difficult it becomes! The number of factors to consider is increasing exponentially! “It is impossible to ensure that all rules that are added randomly are followed.”
“I can do it. Hey, you are over there. “The senior here is very uncomfortable. Sparks are flying.”
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“ah… … yes.”
Jang Hyeon-deok returns to Heo Sang-hyeon after seeing Gong Yi-soo’s notice.
“You junior.”
“Really. Seniors. “I can do it.”
The rules added are not random.
One of the pre-prepared rules is selected depending on what mistakes are made and in what order.
A normal human wouldn’t be able to remember or calculate all of those cases, so it’s safe to say it’s random –
I can remember and control.
“What are you doing? It has been failing so far, and it will only fail further in the future. There are already twelve. It ended when it reached double digits. “It’s impossible to make pasta anymore.”
“Now, don’t give up. Let’s go fighting. Look at Jang Hyeon-deok over there. “Isn’t your face still single and bursting with positive energy?”
“Isn’t that blonde friend a little lacking?”
“Hey, you’re just saying I can’t hear you. “Not to that extent.”
“The only thing he can’t do wrong is ‘not saying his name’, but he’s already… … .”
“hmm… … .”
In fact, if Jang Hyun-deok had been a [customer] instead of an [employee], I would have given up a long time ago.
And Gong Yi-soo seems to have forgotten a few keywords due to the mental contamination effect of this space –
My goal is not to make this ridiculous mass game a success.
To put it bluntly – this mass game itself is the goal.
I extended my magic power, adjusted the magic spell that made up this space, and waited for the next guest.
* * *
“Oh, I remembered!”
Joomi Park hastily operates the computer with an expression as if she has been struck by lightning.
“is it so. It’s here! [Tearer of the Veil].”
Joo-mi Park, who said that, slowly began to read the contents displayed on the monitor.
[Normally, he stays between dimensions and only attacks those who approach him, but he grants the power to travel through time and space to cultists who complete the ritual to summon him.]
And Joo-mi Park, who had read that the cult that served the [Tearers of the Veil] was eradicated after being attacked by the Foreigners Management Office 13 years ago, around 2010, forgot who she was talking to for a moment and mumbled.
“Although the records are incomplete, there are parts that are consistent with the rituals practiced by this [Veil Breaker] cult. Hmm – but what remains is only eyewitness testimony… … . It would be impossible to recreate their consciousness… … . Did Kim Shin-hwa receive direct revelation? Or were there any successors to that church? Well, it was an order that used magic to control space and time… … .”
“Consciousness? “It was all a ritual?”
“ah. yes. Not saying your name or questioning the priest is a typical taboo. “Infinitely repeating a goal that is impossible to achieve is a more common form of ritual than you might think.”
Repetition of fasting, self-harm, maxims, and actions that deviate from common sense. Challenges to physically impossible actions.
“Repeat impossible goals? What on earth does that mean?”
“The act itself has meaning.”
Transcendence of the sense of time due to extreme immersion. A ritual that borrows the form of a play – or a ritual that borrows the form of a play.
This is a feature often found in primitive religions.
“First of all, it makes it impossible to think about anything else. Even in what you said, people are already thinking not ‘Why should I do this?’ but ‘How should I do this?’, right? “Repeated actions within a unified consciousness create a single wish.”
“One wish?”
“In this case… … .”
“Pasta?”
“pasta?”
Park Joo-mi, who was feeling a slight shiver, suddenly felt uncomfortable as she discovered gears that did not fit together.
So, why pasta?
Why did Kim Shin-hwa get people so caught up in something like that?
What did you want?
Besides, why was it necessary to make straw dolls?
Both of these things were not recorded. Is this something Kim Shin-hwa added?
why?
* * *
“Oh, honestly, I’m a little tired.”
This is similar to a kind of silent meditation.
Magic power raised to the extreme through taboos and self-denial.
Although they were implemented in the form of pensions or furniture – they were symbols that had magical meaning in themselves.
Although it may not be visible to the human eye, it is a dense technique placed between time and space.
It is a noose to catch [the one who tears the veil].
‘He knows that too, so he’s sending people to hinder me.’
I didn’t bring the people trapped here. It’s not that I didn’t know this would happen, but – perhaps because of the [Feast Offering] characteristic, more troublesome people are coming in in a more troublesome form.
“Oh, how many people are there at the Foreigners’ Management Office?”
That’s why I introduced the keyword pasta to people.
If it weren’t for that, the people gathered here would have long ago become cult members of the [Veil Ripper] due to the mental contamination effect.
‘And then he attacked me. Probably even Gong Yi-soo or Jang Hyeon-deok.’
It may sound funny, but pasta is protecting me.
“If you can make a straw doll-shaped amulet, you can have a clear advantage. “Is that really too much?”
It’s easier to be treated with strength and power – it’s a pain in the ass.
Still somehow maintaining balance.
* * *
hmm… … .
Did I mention that the moment you get used to the pattern, he will throw in an exception?
“Wizard! “Wizard!”
Jang Hyeon-deok’s screams can be heard from the front door.
A danger signal to indicate that the pattern that has been maintained so far has broken down.
I looked cautiously toward the front door.
I can’t see who’s coming because they’re covered by Jang Hyeon-deok’s body. I think he’s shorter than Hyeondeok?
However, a voice was heard.
“Wizard?”
A customer who imitates Jang Hyeon-deok’s words in a slightly absurd tone.
“Oh, no! So – customer! A guest has arrived! Wizard! hurry! “Come out quickly!”
“customer? Oh, am I a guest? “Then what are you?”
“I- I’m Joe, an employee… … .”
“Employee? Um, waitress? What are they selling here? “Is it a restaurant?”
“Green onions, pasta… … .”
“pasta?”
It seems that Jang Hyeon-deok’s courage ended here. He shouted with a tearful expression.
“please! “I don’t know anything!”
“I don’t know? “Is there anyone else in here besides you and that wizard bastard?”
Beyond Jang Hyeon-deok, a customer can be seen slightly standing on his feet.
He probably tried to look over Jang Hyeon-deok’s shoulder – but as if that wasn’t enough, the customer got annoyed.
“Hey, why are you so tall? Bow down. No, bow like this.”
The customer pulled Jang Hyeon-deok’s hair in an impudent manner and-
“Ugh! Why-why are you doing this!?”
“Oh, it’s okay. are you okay. I just think of her as a close older sister. men and horses. Intimate skinship with older sister. uh? “You can do it, right?”
He put Jang Hyeon-deok’s head between his armpits.
“Okay, I can see it now. “Stay like this for a moment.”
The guest walked into the living room with Jang Hyeon-deok at his side.
“Please, please! “Please save me!”
Jang Hyeon-deok pleads in a voice as if he were caught in a huge piece of heavy equipment.
“help me?”
After looking around the scene inside the pension for a moment, Yang Seo-ho spoke in a low, growling voice.
“From now on, I am in control of this situation. Those who have Korean nationality or can prove that they have the right to stay in Korea should come to my side, and those who cannot do so should kneel.”
fantasy,
