Worthless Regression Chapter 33

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You will feel afraid to go to sleep every day.

It was just as Mushi said. Lee Seong-min stood up and screamed. How long did you sleep? My sense of time was messed up. The memories in my head are tangled up. wee… It seemed like I had slept. It was still night, and the moon was still up. He didn’t remember the position of the moon he had seen before falling asleep, but he could vaguely sense that not much time had passed since he fell asleep.

no.

Is it really so?

Seongmin Lee grabbed his shoulder. Both his shoulders were shaking like crazy. It was the fear of the unknown that Lee Seong-min had never felt before. Fear of the unknown, something that cannot be known or even estimated. Seongmin Lee hugged his cloak as he gasped for breath. And he wrapped his cloak tightly around himself. The pressure became cozy, and Lee Seong-min was relieved by it.

Just for a little while.

What did you dream about? I didn’t want to think about it. Seongmin Lee recalled a memory from his childhood for the first time in a very long time. In order to recall that memory, he had to first go back the year he lived in this life, then back in time the 13 years he lived in his previous life, and think back to the ordinary, ordinary times before coming to Eria.

There were parents.

No one will be born without parents. Lee Seong-min was, of course, a human being. He had parents, and about them… He doesn’t want to remember that much. Regardless of whether it is good or bad, this is because he has already made up his mind to completely break up with the people he misses called ‘parents’ in his past life. No, to be precise, I wanted to forget.

It was because I didn’t want to suffer from longing.

Anyway, it was a long time ago when I was young. Like all young children, Lee Seong-min was afraid of ghosts. I was afraid of the black darkness when I turned off the light to go to sleep, and I used to get scared when I heard even the slightest sound in that darkness.

At the same time, I tried not to be conscious of it. That it’s a ghost. If I was conscious of that, it felt like a ghost would appear in my dream.

The same was true for Lee Seong-min now. I don’t want to remember the nightmare I had.

That doesn’t mean you don’t have nightmares. What Mushi said was true. Sleep was no longer a comfortable rest for Lee Seong-min. The ban on ‘dreams’ that Seongmin Lee received was harsher than just taste.

But humans need sleep. He has no choice but to sleep.

I don’t know how many times I woke up from a dream. Every time I woke up from a dream screaming, my body was drenched in cold sweat and my mind was tangled. The harsh cold of the mountain brought harsh cold to Seongmin Lee’s body, causing him to break out in a cold sweat. Lee Seong-min added more twigs to the bonfire to increase the fire. He tied his cloak tightly around himself and crouched down in front of the fire.

And fall asleep again

wake up

falling asleep

wake up

The sun has risen.

The nightmare was terrible. There was no set pattern to the random nightmares; they constantly changed form, like light shining through a kaleidoscope. At best… day. no. Half a day. Is it shorter than that? Seongmin Lee looked at the sky with half-opened eyes.

It’s still dawn. sleep… lack. But I couldn’t sleep any better. I didn’t want to sleep. Seongmin Lee stood up staggeringly.

Seongmin Lee held the spear.

[Crazy guy.]

Not long after the sun rose, Baeksogo came. She guessed what kind of crazy thing Lee Seong-min had done by looking at his pale face and his pursed mouth.

[How many more bans have you received?]

Baek Sogo wrote with a tree branch. Seongmin Lee put down the window. He looked at Baek So-go’s face, and Baek So-go sighed and handed the branch to Lee Seong-min.

[two.]

[Crazy guy.]

Instead of writing something new, Baek Sogo pointed to the first letter he had written.

[What kind of ban is this? One seems to be a voice.]

[dream.]

Seongmin Lee answered. Perhaps because it was my first time, I wasn’t really used to writing on the floor and talking. Therefore, the words had to be short.

dream… dream. Baek Sogo repeated those words while pursing his lips.

There are a total of three bans that Baek So-go received. Left arm. voice. Whole sound. The objects referred to by these three prohibitions are very clear. Due to the left arm ban, the left arm cannot be used. You can’t speak out because your voice is banned. Due to the prohibition against making full sounds, one cannot make full sounds.

The same goes for other practitioners living on this mountain. The same goes for the two gold items that Scarlett has, as well as the two gold items that Dok Bi-jun has. But what about the ban that Lee Seong-min received? Heaviness, dreams, taste… These two prohibitions feel abstract rather than about action.

Such a ban is very harsh.

[Is this on purpose?]

Baek Sogo asked.

[The stronger the prohibition, the sweeter the reward at the end of the ordeal. … Why are you in such a hurry?]

[Because I have no talent.]

Seongmin Lee answered.

no talent

Baek Sogo closed his mouth when he saw the letters written on the floor. She was in a position where she could neither speak nor speak, so she could only remain silent, but she was so overwhelmed by Lee Seong-min’s answer that she could not write any words.

no talent It was a story that had nothing to do with Baek Sogo. This world. Even before being summoned to Eria, Sogo Baek knew very well that he had great talent. Although he came to this world, and upon entering Mt. Mshi, he met a real genius named Flam and suffered despair. It’s just that Flam was a genius like no other in the world, and Baek Sogo’s talent has faded in comparison.

[Talent.]

Baek Sogo barely wrote down the words. Lack of talent… Have you ever felt it? there is. When he first met Flam, Sogo Baek felt despair because he thought his talent was limited. It wasn’t just Baeksogo. Dokbijun and Scarlet. Everyone was overcome by Flam’s talent and suffered despair.

They are also people with outstanding talent. Even these people were overwhelmed by Flam’s true genius, but how much despair did Lee Sung-min, who said he had no talent, feel? Baek Sogo could not easily imagine him.

Baek So-go has been seeing Lee Seong-min ever since he entered this mountain. It was an observation that started out of mild curiosity. Because a boy of the same age as Flam came in to train, Baek So-go mistakenly thought that Lee Seong-min was a genius with great talent like Flam.

But no. Lee Seong-min’s skills were enough to be considered outstanding compared to his peers, but he was far from being a genius. Moreover, what was strange was that although it was clear that he had superior skills compared to his peers, the speed at which those skills advanced was very slow.

Baek So-go felt a disharmony between Lee Seong-min’s visible talent and visible ability. But now I understand. Lee Seong-min was sincere when he said he had no talent, and the face he wrote down was filled with self-destruction.

But the eyes did not die.

[It seems like your goal is very high.]

Baek Sogo wrote. Lee Seong-min looked surprised at those words. Lee Seong-min never told Baek So-go about the genius he had targeted, Wiji Ho-yeon.

[Don’t be surprised. You know it when you look into their eyes. Everyone has a goal set in their mind. There are few people who really try to reach that goal.]

Baek Sogo muttered that and paused for a moment. She looked like she was thinking about something, and then moved the tree branch again.

[My goal was Moorim First. When I came to this world, I couldn’t aim to become the best in martial arts, but my goal changed instead. The best in the world.]

After Baek So-go wrote, he handed the branch to Lee Seong-min. Lee Seong-min tilted his head for a moment after receiving the tree branch from Baek So-go. This was because I had no idea what kind of answer Baek Sogo was expecting.

While Lee Seong-min hesitated, Baek So-go’s expression continued to change. After Jango finished, Baek Sogo nodded his head. Her Baek Sogo’s hand went into her arms.

Finally, what Baek Sogo took out was an old book. Baek So-go held it out to Lee Seong-min.

Muyeongtalhon (舞影脫魂).

Lee Seong-min looked at Baek So-go’s face with a surprised expression. Baek So-go, who had finished thinking, had a grave expression on his face. Lee Seong-min tried to write something, but Baek So-go did not let Lee Seong-min write. The book of Muyeongtalhonhon that was held out suddenly touched Seongmin Lee’s heart.

[You said it last time. Please let me know about Gyeonggong.]

Baek So-go took a tree branch from Lee Seong-min and wrote on the floor.

[Muyeong desertion. That’s all the footwork I’ve learned. My walking method. My new law. Everyone is a non-spiritual soul. From now on, you learn it.]

[Why me?]

Lee Seong-min took the tree branch back and wrote on it. There was a time when he asked Baek Sogo to teach him Gyeonggong, but he only tried to stab Baek Sogo once. He never thought that Baek So-go would really teach him Gyeong-gong.

[sympathy.]

Baek Sogo wrote. Lee Seong-min’s expression became stiff.

[I am not as talented as you. So I don’t know how great the despair you felt, or how harsh the journey to get to your goal will be. The reason I am giving you the gift of immortality is because I have sympathy for you, but I want to help you even though I do not understand you.]

Baek Sogo was honest. sympathy. It’s sympathy… Lee Seong-min laughed, puffing his lips.

[And because I am a good person.]

Perhaps because he was embarrassed to say it was sympathy, Baek Sogo added that. However, Lee Seong-min did not feel particularly offended by Baek So-go’s sympathy. Rather, this kind of sympathy was welcome.

[Should I call Baek So-go Master?]

Seongmin Lee asked. Baek Sogo shook his head.

[I am neither the creator of Muyeongtalhon nor the Great Master. What is the master? Just call me sister-in-law.]

I never would have thought that I would become a priest of Inkshingwang Baeksogo.

The life I returned to in the past was definitely flowing in a different direction than my previous life.

Lee Seong-min read out on the spot the secret letter to the deceased from Baek So-go. Although Lee Seong-min’s knowledge was short and his talent was limited to confirm the value of martial arts, it was still evident that Muyeongtalhon was a great martial arts skill.

‘It is comparable to Gucheonmugeukchang or Jahagingong.’

Seongmin Lee swallowed his dry saliva. In my previous life, I had no connection with anything like chance. The only thing that could be said to have been fortunate was that he obtained the stone of his past life just before he died.

But what about this life? He learned Jahain Gong and Gucheon Mugeukchang from Wijihoyeon, and Muyeongtalhon from Baek Sogo.

‘The problem is me.’

Would you like to learn Muyeongtulhon?

yes.

Seongmin Lee closed the book.

‘Nine years from now. no… ‘

It’s been 8 years.

fantasy,