I’m Alone on the 100th Floor Episode 072
22. Cataclysm (1)
[Title: I can’t wake up here.]
[Author: Seon Yu-jin]
[It seems like the 97th floor wasn’t made to be broken in the first place.]
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[We need to have a conversation. A conversation.]
[*No, how can we have a conversation when the conversation isn’t even established?]
[Is the ordeal dumb?]
[Yeah, when did you say you were human?]
[*No, he’s a person… but he just picks fights or sleeps. I sometimes try to talk to him while we’re fighting, but he ignores me.]
[Isn’t that completely nonsense? Try ‘conquering’ it slowly, literally.]
[*???How?]
[Well? For example, how about asking if you want to go down the tower together?]
[* Together?]
Although he had answered that the tower was spinning strangely because of him, looking at her expression, he felt he should add to what had happened so far.
“Oh, that guy from earlier?”
Before starting the explanation, the one on the left asked first.
“That guy? Ah… …
Eugene noticed who she was asking and looked around before answering.
“I heard you’re new to the drug business.”
“yes?”
“Drug Guild.”
As Eugene spoke nonchalantly, Serin’s mouth fell open in a daze as she thought of the woman he was talking to as her new guide.
“New, isn’t that a new guide?”
“New guide?”
One of Eugene’s eyebrows furrowed.
“What are you talking about?”
Eugene, who needed an explanation, looked at Rasil, who was waiting here first.
“I guess there was just a minor misunderstanding. It was just resolved.”
Eugene sat down on the bench, realizing that Rasil’s answer wasn’t such a serious misunderstanding.
“Well, I think we’ll have a long talk… Let’s sit down first.”
Eugene, sitting on an empty bench in the corner of the 20th floor meeting square, tapped the seat next to him with his right hand.
“Oh, yes.”
She, secretly pleased that she had not been abandoned, carefully sat down next to him.
“What should I start with? Oh, I took a look around the workshop while I was up there… …
Eugene slowly told the story of what happened after he broke up with the girl he met on the 18th floor.
As if she was going to ask questions after he was finished speaking, Serin just listened to his story in silence.
“??? So, I asked him about this and that. I thought you should know.”
As Eugene’s story ended, Serin, who had been thinking about the stories she had heard so far, showed a tired expression.
“Hmm?…”
“Why? Was that information you already knew?”
Eugene asked with an anxious expression, wondering if he had done something wrong at Seorin’s reaction, but fortunately, it didn’t seem to be the case.
“No. As for how the people in the tower were enslaved, or the black magician we missed on the 7th floor… I just tried to find out, but I couldn’t find any clues.”
“Then that’s good.”
The story about him meeting an eccentric guy in his workshop and making equipment for him was certainly fascinating, but it didn’t compare to the story that followed.
“I’m surprised. I never thought you’d pretend to be a regressor and blackmail me with the information you got from upstairs… …
Eugene nodded with a satisfied expression, but his eyes widened at Serin’s last words.
It wiggled.
“Hey, extortion?”
“That’s extortion, that’s it.” Serin, who had been laughing, continued speaking with a bright expression.
“Still, I feel good because I think I got a kick out of those bad guys.”
Eugene answered with an evil smile.
“I haven’t even fed you yet.”
“Oh, yes… …
“Anyway, the most important thing is the ‘crack’ that allowed them to send the tower people down.” Eugene continued, crossing his arms, talking about the crack in the tower that the Drug Guild had used.
Crack.
It was a device that allowed beings above the 50th floor, who would not have existed originally, to descend to the lower floors.
“If the information the drug dealer told me is true, then that crack… was caused by me.”
There was good reason why Eugene said this.
This was because the date of the ‘crack’ she had mentioned coincided with the date Eugene came down to the ’89th floor’.
“I don’t know if it’s good or bad, but it’s certain that the tower is changing because of me.”
As Eugene muttered to himself, Serin nodded as if agreeing with his opinion.
“The sudden change in the tower is not only because the people from the tower came down.”
Eugene glanced at Serin’s words and spoke about the second change in the tower.
“Hidden class?”
Serin nodded.
“The new drug dealer I just met said that the class was a puppeteer class, right? And it’s a class that has never been done before.”
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Serin muttered softly as she recalled the climbers in the hidden class she had met.
“Including that person… there are already four hidden classes I’ve seen so far.”
“Net’?”
Knowing not one, not two, but four, I could tell she had done a lot in the past three months.
“As a representative hidden class… there was a saint.”
Surin, who had her chin raised, mentioned the most famous class among the four hidden classes she had met.
“The tower is changing.”
It was just as she said.
The tower was changing.
‘Because I can’t be sure that the trials you’ll face as you go down will be the same as the ones I went through.’
Eugene, who noticed that the tower was changing, once again recalled what his teacher had said.
“When I was up there, I used to joke around about the butterfly effect, but maybe that’s really happening.”
When his master climbed the tower, neither the ‘hidden class’ nor the ‘crack in the tower’… they all ceased to exist.
“We too must ride this wave.”
Eugene narrowed his eyes.
“You’re going to change jobs, right?”
Serin nodded at Eugene’s words and asked cautiously.
“Of course.” Eugene suddenly closed his eyes tightly as he thought about the two top kit lists he had yet to complete.
‘Take care… Time alone… …
Seo Rin, who had been watching Eugene’s expression from the side, swallowed hard and spoke.
“Actually, I found out a few hidden classes before I came back from the practice floor. Check them out later.”
“Isn’t that like a murderer?”
“Um, I knew you were reluctant to do that. No.” Eugene looked at Serin’s answer and asked this time to listen.
“While you were up there, you were also featured in the news… Was it the gift guild?”
Serin, who had an awkward expression on her face at Eugene’s question, answered while avoiding his gaze.
“…yes.”
“Is everything going well for you?”
Serin, who couldn’t meet Eugene’s eyes, bit her lip slightly and answered.
“No, it didn’t work out well.”
Serin, who had been sighing briefly, reported the results of what had happened as she went up.
“It was the 44th floor?”
“yes.”
The reason she went up to the 44th floor was to provide support for climbers who were facing a difficult ordeal there.
“I tried forming a raid party and attacking them. I almost caught them all… sigh.”
Serin sighed once again along the way and told the story of why she failed to conquer the ordeal.
“I hate to make excuses, but I was interrupted along the way.”
“disturbance?”
“Yes. Black Rose got involved.”
“Huh? Why them?”
“that is……
Serin, who was observing Eugene’s expression, recalled the words that the leader of Black Rose had shouted.
‘Hand it over! Hand over the special eraser!’ Eugene rolled his eyes without realizing it and avoided Serin’s gaze.
“Aha… Trait Eraser??????” Eugene asked, turning his eyes back to their original positions as he recalled the consumable item that was sleeping in his inventory.
“Are you okay?”
“What is it?”
“Just because if there was a disruption during the attack, there would have been other conflicts.” Eugene was worried that her parents
It was a trauma that came to mind when facing the enemy of the field.
It happened on the 17th floor when we first met, and it happened on the 10th floor of the Paradise Hotel.
Every time I encountered the rankers related to Black Rose, I was reminded of her frozen appearance.
Seeing that he answered with silence, I didn’t think there was any need to ask any more questions.
“So you’re saying the way to the 45th floor is still blocked?”
Eugene, who hadn’t asked any more about it, changed the subject and asked about the 44th floor.
“That’s right. Unless it’s a gift guild, the 44th floor won’t be accessible for a while. Unless other rankers come down from above… …
Eugene nodded while listening to Serin’s answer.
“I guess I should go up there and take a look.”
“The 44th floor?”
“okay.”
It wasn’t like I was going up to the 44th floor to solve a problem, especially out of consideration for other climbers.
“What level of ordeal is blocking the way there?”
“It’s 140.”
“It’s just right.”
“yes’?”
“I’ll try out the new handle I’ll get tomorrow… Let’s take a look.”
“???knob?”
Serin tilted her head.
“Okay.” Yoo Jin said, handing Serin a jewel.
“This is for you to use.”
“What is this?” Serin, who received the jewel with a bewildered expression, checked the name and grade of the item.
[Hanser’s Fallen Night Sky]
[Rating: Legendary (++)]
Serin blinked as she personally checked the grade of the item, which looked unusual at first glance.
“Huh? What, what is this?”
“What? You’re going to use it?”
Serin opened her mouth and made a noise, then hurriedly returned the jewel she was holding in her hand and shouted.
“I can’t use it!”
“why?”
Eugene tilted his head as he took hold of the jewel that had been handed over without warning.
“Did you kill anyone by any chance?”
This was because the conditions for wearing the Dropped Night Sky included ‘0 or fewer kills.’
“no!”
Serin shouted angrily.
Eugene frowned.
“Then your intelligence isn’t even 500?”
“That’s me… No, that’s not the problem!”
“You take it.”
Eugene got up from the bench, stretched, and added nonchalantly.
“I picked it up on my way down.”
