I’m Alone on the 100th Floor Episode 065
19. What you don’t know (3)
‘Surely not, this guy?’
When asked how many times he thought he would climb this tower, three words came to mind.
Regressor.
Someone who had some kind of circumstances that allowed them to go back in time and start over from the beginning… I was speculating that there might be a human being in the tower who could do that.
“Are you a returnee?”
Eugene was convinced that the other person had fallen for the bait he had laid out while pretending to take it.
“well?”
Eugene, who had deliberately avoided giving a direct answer, added as if the other person could barely hear.
“Do you even know what’s above the seasonal layer?” This refers to layers above the seasonal layer, which are layers 90 or higher.
“and……
Before the cotton swab could even recover from the shock, Eugene spoke with an evil smile.
“You also know that within 3 weeks, all the guys waiting on the 66th floor will see the bad ending.”
The thread that held Baldwin together was vibrating slightly.
It meant that she was very agitated as she held the thread in her hand.
“No, that can’t be… …
Eugene, who decided that something a little more certain was needed, mentioned the name of the ordeal they had encountered on the 66th floor.
“Yeah. Tea parties are pretty hectic.”
When I mentioned the exact name of the top person I could meet through the ordeal, the brow of the person covered by the veil flinched.
“It looks like you need some information… right? If you just answer a few of my questions, I can give you a hint.”
The cotton swab pulled at his chin.
“Don’t hate me.” As Eugene bent his upper body as if he was going to rush in at any moment, Myun Sapo quickly reached out his hand.
“Okay, wait a minute!”
The man who had been shrugging his shoulders in a sudden fit of anger began to speak, calming his trembling hands.
“I have to ask.”
“If you ask, the negotiations will break down.”
Eugene warned her, glaring at the whispering jewelry she was wearing.
“I’ll give you 10 seconds. Choose.”
The worst demon in this tower gave me just 10 seconds to kill him.
“If you wear that ring, I’ll kill you, and if you don’t negotiate, I’ll kill you.”
It was a clever addition, but Myeonsapo could instinctively tell that it was not an empty boast.
“Is there really a need to worry about it? If you don’t get a hint from me, those guys above will all die, and you’ll be killed by me too.”
In fact, there was only one choice.
Still, the cotton swab, unable to make a decision easily, clenched its ringed fist.
I had to bring my hand to my ear to whisper, but given the other person’s murderous intent, I didn’t think they would allow me to do so.
“Choose.”
5 seconds left.
“Ugh??????”
3 seconds.
2 seconds.
“Okay, that’s it.”
Eugene, putting strength into his heels, ran towards the cotton cloth that Baldwin was standing on.
The opponent had lost the will to resist, and not a single lightning bolt flew from Eugene’s hand, where the absolute domain was activated.
“I will???”
Just then, the cotton swab spoke.
“ o ”
Eugene’s right hand, which had been crumpled like a claw, stopped, leaving behind a piece of paper on the cotton swab.
“11 seconds… You said it 1 second later.”
“that……
“With the penalty of being one second late, you’ll have to answer a few more questions.”
Eugene added dryly, then quickly pulled away the veil covering her face and met her eyes.
“You don’t think that one second for a regressor is the same as one second for a climber, do you?”
The most important thing in this tower was time.
With less than a year left until the world’s cataclysm, the value of time is more important than it was two years ago.
“Even at this moment, the future I know is changing little by little because of the butterfly effect.
“I heard that.”
It was a joke.
“Rather, since they gave it to me cheaply, let’s just go with the deal and not whine about it.”
Eugene had no ability to go back in time or to foresee the future.
No one knew what would happen in the future or how.
It was the same for him.
So while I was up there, I took up self-harm as a hobby and trained hundreds of traits.
I was constantly preparing for what might happen, and eventually I survived and came down.
“What do you want to ask?”
Eugene lifted his right foot in response to Serin’s question and stomped on Baldwin’s head, who was lying on the floor.
Kwajik!
As the sound of a watermelon being crushed was heard, the cotton cloth that had been pressing down on his upper body began to retch.
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“I guess you’re not used to this kind of thing?”
The cotton cloth that had been covering his mouth because of his weak stomach glared at Eugene.
“There was no need to kill him.”
“First question.”
Eugene, who had just killed a level 80 climber, immediately asked a question.
“Hey, how long have you been with Drug?”
“Me?”
“If you look at this and vomit, it’s been a long time
“I don’t think so… I’m asking to confirm.”
Myun Sapo, who was looking at Eugene with wary eyes, answered cautiously.
“A month… …
It was as expected.
‘Well, if he was a climber who was as good as a black magician back then, he wouldn’t have vomited at the sight of something like this.’
Eugene asked, recalling the black magician who had used Freef’s mother as a bomb on the 7th floor.
“Second question.”
“Wait a minute, that’s not fair. If you give me a hint about floor 66 first, I can… …
“I know it’s unfair, but I have the priority, so if you want to know the hint, it would be better to answer honestly first.”
As Eugene narrowed his eyes, Myunsapo’s shoulders automatically shrank.
“So, the name is… …
Eugene shifted his gaze and glanced above her head.
[Hashi City]
[Level: ???]
Eugene, who frowned at the unusual name, asked a second question.
“Mr. Hashishi? Please tell me your class.
Judging from the level cap he was wearing, it seemed clear that the name displayed was not his real name.
“Puppeteer.”
“A puppeteer?”
“A hidden class, like a saint… It’s a hidden class I gained by making dolls in the workshop from level 10.”
“O uh”
Eugene’s expression became subtle as Hasishi, the climber of the cotton swab, explained his class.
“But if you’re a regressor, wouldn’t you already know all this information? Why bother?”
When Hashishi asked with a suspicious expression, Eugene gave the answer he had thought of beforehand.
“Just to confirm… …
“Confirmation?”
“You might lie to the questions I asked, so if your answers are different from what I thought… I’m going to cut you off.”
At first glance, it seemed like a thorough answer.
“Then the third question… …
Eugene, who had not yet given up on living, continued to ask about the Drug Guild.
Eugene asked them about information about the hidden classes they knew, the number of enemies in the Drug Guild, and the evil deeds they were currently carrying out.
“…Next, the seventh question.”
“Could you please tell me slowly?”
Ha Si-shi must have noticed that the atmosphere was flowing strangely from just giving answers, so he urged for a hint.
“Why did you chase me?”
Eugene, ignoring her voice, asked the seventh question.
“Hey.”
“Why did you chase me?”
When I asked him questions like an interrogation, he answered with a helpless expression, gritting his teeth.
“He gave us an assignment as a rookie… If you see a Korean climber named Seon Yu-jin, chase him and get information from him. If that’s too difficult, kill him before he finds out about us.”
“You heard I was a monster? You said you would do it even though it might kill you?”
“That was… just, there was a certain amount of compensation.”
Hashishi answered, avoiding Eugene’s gaze for the first time.
“Wrong answer.”
I had no idea what the reward was, but I could tell that he was trying to hide something, so I pretended to know and asked.
“What reward do you get for tracking me?”
“???no.”
Hashishi bit his lower lip and began to tell his story.
“It’s just that my younger brother joined the Drug Guild first, so I joined too. Since that kid was on the 65th floor… I knew he was in danger there… … I think he was threatened that if he didn’t do well, he would use his younger brother as a meat shield.
“???shit!”
Hasishi, who had been telling his story, realized that he had made a slip of the tongue and frowned.
There are things that can be revealed and things that cannot be revealed, and I have done too many things that cannot be revealed.
If things continued like this, even if we talked about finding a way to get to the 66th floor, it would be difficult to guarantee my brother’s life.
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M……?
Eugene narrowed his eyes as he looked at her, briefly organizing the thoughts that were running through his head.
“Thank you for your sincere answer. This is my last question. This is more of a request than a question…
Eugene continued speaking, looking at the ring that Hashishi was wearing.
“When I tell them the strategy for level 66 that I’m about to teach you, tell them I’m ‘dead.’”
“yes?”
“Wouldn’t that side save your brother? Extract information from him and say that you killed him.”
Eugene, who had been guessing what would happen next with his chin resting on his hand, considered a slightly safer option.
“Well, maybe I shouldn’t tell you that I’m a regressor. You might find fault with me for that.”
“Wait, what is that… …
“You’re a puppeteer, right? You used your skills to control my head, extract information, and then kill me so that I won’t have any regrets.”
Eugene, who was continuing his speech, stepped on a few transparent threads that were quietly approaching his feet, making a loud noise.
“That’s right.”
As the threads that were trampled by Eugene began to wriggle like earthworms, Hashishi’s expression turned pale as he was caught trying to talk secretly. “Oh, I’m sorry. I stepped on something.”
Eugene smiled calmly, scratched the back of his head, and lifted his right foot.
“I’ll tell you right away without delay. The strategy for conquering the 66th floor.”
Eugene, with a warm smile on his face like a generous person, talked about the strategy for conquering the 66th floor that was blocking the Drug Guild.
“66th floor, the way to break up a tea party is to let the garden rot.”
“What the hell?”
“Because it’s the summer layer… it’s okay to get rid of the mosquitoes that are especially annoying during that season, and you can also use the fire spirit to make the surrounding area a tropical night.”
Eugene shrugged his shoulders and talked about conquering the 66th floor.
“You just have to ruin the atmosphere of her elegant tea drinking in the garden so that her guests won’t come.”
Hashishi, who was looking at Eugene with a half-believing expression at his answer, was cautious.
I asked in the thread.
“really?”
“Ha, that’s too bad. I’m not the type to lie like you.”
As Eugene sighed, Hashishi hurriedly cancelled his previous statement.
“I’m sorry, I’ll trust you.”
If he thought about the murderous intent directed at him, it wouldn’t have been strange if he had just killed him and passed by.
He seemed to be planning on telling me the strategy for conquering the 66th floor, which I wouldn’t mind selling for money, and even saving my life.
“Oh, it’s better to start work before the sun sets and the streetlights come on… You should also pass that on. It’s important.”
It was a lie.
“I must make it clear.”
It was a lie that he wasn’t the type to lie, and of course, the story about how to conquer the 66th floor was a complete lie.
“Okay, I’ll make sure to convey what you want.”
Hashishi, who decided to trust Eugene after seeing him smiling kindly, covered his ear with the hand with the ring on it.
‘Hehehe, kids… Try to work hard for a month.’
What Eugene told Hashishi was not ‘how to conquer the 66th floor’ but ‘how to troll on the 66th floor’.
