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2.5th Cataclysm (3)
I was immediately summoned to the headquarters of the Dem Universe.
Dem Universe is headquartered in Irvine, Southern California.
I got off the plane and went straight to the head office.
The road to the heart of the water.
It's my second visit, but it's still the same thing.
Inside the headquarters of Dem Universe, the scenery was similar to before.
A neat building, a cute interior, an iron road with monorails and canoes floating in waterways.
The only difference is that it was a 7-year-old kid walking around.
As much as they all disappeared?
" No, it's not just the children who disappeared, are they?
There is no one person per se. From security to guidance, everything was done by artificial intelligence, and there were only a handful of people walking around.
Except for the occasional sloppy tee and dreary-looking faces (they are all programmers), there are people inside.
There was hardly any
Under the gloomy sky, only a grotesquely large palm tree was waving its leaves.
As before, I went through two museums, an eco-park, and two newly built library buildings in between, before heading to Wilson's residence.
Still, there were quite a few people passing by inside the building, but the
They also seemed quite busy.
Maybe it's because of the problems the zodiac caused.
After walking for a while, thinking about this and that, he finally sees Wilson's residence.
Although small in size, Wilson's dome is said to be able to withstand a nuclear bomb drop.
Indeed, after several layers of complicated pattern locks, I was able to enter.
A gallery-style interior, a wall with countless untitled paintings.
As soon as I entered the dome-shaped building, I heard a young and soft voice.
[Come on.]
A hologram slowly descended from the air.
It must have been 100 this time
old man look. When I first met you, you were like a child who was obviously under 10 years old.
Wilson grinned as I made a suspicious look.
[It's been a long time since I've met the same person twice.]
Come to think of it, I heard that Wilson only meets new people every day.
A person you meet once will never see you twice
One of his oddities was that he didn't do it, even his closest secretaries.
"What is your true self?"
[As long as you like the game, what's important about your looks?]
After speaking, Wilson freely changes his appearance in front of me.
Becoming a 9-headed beauty with a tremendously enchanting body, and the whole body
His muscles were about to burst, and he changed into a big man, then back into the form of a three-year-old child, and this time into the form of a curly old man who might have been over 100 years old.
But they had one thing in common.
"What are those dark circles?"
No matter what race, gender, or appearance Wilson changes, a dark shadow casts under his eyes.
that it is lost
Come to think of it, my voice is not as bright as before.
It feels like there's some kind of worry melted away.
As I expected, Wilson pouted his lips in a slightly sullen tone.
[It's hard, so it's hard]
"Is it difficult?"
[Yeah, to be precise, I barely slept. I haven't slept for even a second this week. I'm tired and I think I'm going to die.]
I haven't been able to sleep for a week. I also did it a few times when I was a kid, and most of them passed out within three days.
And at the same time, he seemed to understand why Wilson couldn't sleep.
'Hyperinflation'
Currently, the world inside Deus Ex Machina is dominated by the Great Depression.
A situation that can no longer be dealt with beyond normal inflation.
Wilson sighed.
[Inflation has risen by more than 50% compared to the first week. I calculated it with deep learning, and if it goes like this, a month later
said that the price jumped more than 100 times.
That sounds terrifying.
The value of a red potion that does not even cost 5,000 gold will eventually become 500,000 gold.
But inflation is not the only problem. A bigger problem is that almost all of the huge amount of money on the market is counterfeit money.
"Wow, it might be cheaper to wipe with a bill instead of a tissue after you poop."
[ ] Did I have to compare it to a cheap thing?]
Wilson appears before my eyes as a statue in the shape of sculptor Rodin's 'The Thinker'.
Still, Jangdan smiled as he tried to match it.
"What did you call me for?"
Wilson nodded as I brought the point out.
He took the form of an old woman with a long white beard and sat down in front of me.
[Can't you tell the GMs how to spot counterfeit bills?]
Wilson's attitude is as earnest as ever.
I shut my mouth for a moment.
The way I identify counterfeit money is exactly what the GMs discovered before the regression.
However, Kim Jong-un was the only one who spread the money-copying bug before returning, and the commotion she caused was not so large, so GMs were able to calmly find countermeasures.
But now things are different.
Because of the butterfly effect from my regression
Then, Kim Jong-un joined hands with the Zodiac, and the scale of the commotion grew unbelievably large.
In the end, the economy of all servers fell into a state of great depression without GMs even having time to calmly find a countermeasure.
Furthermore, the only existence that can distinguish counterfeit bills, 'Phoenix' is a being made to oppose Wilson's will, that is, the 'anti' of 'opposite'.
So, from Wilson's point of view, the current situation has no choice but to be difficult.
I don't want to violate the code of giving everyone unlimited freedom in the game so that no one, including the head of the company, can directly interfere in the world of Deus Ex Machina.
Wilson is now in the form of a fetus.
[I want to protect this world. I want to protect this space where everyone can be happy until the end. I want you to lend me your strength.]
After hearing that, I shut my mouth for a moment.
So far, I have been faced with many choices.
Starting from refusing Belzebub's offer on a floating island,
The confrontation of the Leviathan, the temptation of Satan, the serpentine whisper of the Zodiac.
And the Fruit of Good and Evil (善惡果).
I had to stare at this forbidden fruit between the serpent and the god for a while.
After a while, I opened my mouth.
"I don't know."
I had to make a choice.
I don't know if this is a good thing to do, but at this moment, I've ended up in favor of the Zodiac.
If the testimony of the Zodiac is true, this world is truly the result of an anti-human race that can be wrathful.
Even if it makes many people happy and joyful, if it is made by the unfair sacrifice of a few, I am against it.
Of course, we don't know if that's true or false.
I might be deceived by the serpent's words, and leave paradise leaving everything behind.
Will I lose my Deus Ex Machina, which is nothing less than everything, by playing on the cunning tongue of a viper, or will I be able to open the eyes of truth and finally face myself?
It doesn't have a 'choice' attribute now
of which is unknown to me.
Meanwhile.
Hearing my refusal, not my refusal, Wilson kept his mouth shut for a while and looked at me.
Before long, he turned into the form of a giant snake and sticks his tongue out towards me.
[I don't know where or what you are listening to.]
At the same time, the appearance of the giant snake changes in an instant to that of a god with a long white beard and thick muscles.
Wilson, who radiates a halo like the creator. He looked down at me and said in a solemn voice.
[I cannot prove to you my innocence. Sun or cloud, wind and earth. Thus, in itself, complete, natural, and incontrovertible
It is not only pointless but also impossible to prove the concept of immutability.]
" I've never really asked for anything from you. I just said I didn't know what I didn't know.
After hearing my answer, Wilson wanted to distort the appearance of the Creator, and now he has transformed into an alien with a large head, big eyes, and a slender body.
[I cannot tell you my beliefs or thoughts. But only this is clear. One For All, All For One. I'm setting bigger goals for everyone.]
At the same time
Wilson appeared in front of me again in a new form.
It was the shape of the zodiac.
I was pissed off, but I tried not to show it.
Fortunately, Wilson doesn't seem to care much about my facial expression changes.
[Those who see the world narrowly will never understand. Those whose only minor damage has become the whole of the world."
He changes his appearance from the zodiac to Kim Jong-un.
[Remember the textbook of the Suicide Church?]
"I"
When I open my eyes wide, Wilson smiles bashfully with Kim Jong-un's face.
[The red book was made by me.]
'Isn't it Kim Jong-un's creation?'
I thought so to my heart, and Wilson read my heart.
replied as well.
[No way. It's the NPC code I made up. The thieves just figured out a way to steal it.]
At the same time. He makes an amazing appearance right before my eyes.
Phoenix
Wilson, who had turned into a dazzlingly bright Minerva's owl, looked into my eyes and muttered in a low voice.
it went
[ ] If you know my purpose, you too will have no choice but to sympathize with me. You are the only human who can empathize with me.]
Selection. Alternatives being constantly forced.
I looked intently into Wilson's blazing eyes.
But like a young man in a square who had no choice but to say 'neutral country', I just keep saying the same answer over and over again.
" I do not know.
OK.
The flame that was burning in Wilson's eyes went out in an instant.
Within
He finally transformed.
right me in the form of continuous.
I got to face myself.
I also got to see myself.
Wilson, who had transformed into the exact same figure as me, walked up to me and made eye contact.
he said
"I didn't call you because I didn't have the strength to deal with this situation."
..?
11 To be more specific, I just didn't have the strength to 'peacefully' resolve this situation."
At the same time, he smiled brightly.
But it's a sad smile that you can tell because of my face.
"Don't forget and remember the consequences of your choices today for the rest of your life."
Wilson's words sounded pitiful.
I'm already guessing what that means.
Back server.
A large-scale Baekseop, which had never been seen before, was trying to push the entire server away.
Worn-out Newbie
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2.5th Cataclysm (3)
I was immediately summoned to the headquarters of the Dem Universe.
Dem Universe is headquartered in Irvine, Southern California.
I got off the plane and went straight to the head office.
The road to the heart of the water.
It's my second visit, but it's still the same thing.
Inside the headquarters of Dem Universe, the scenery was similar to before.
A neat building, a cute interior, an iron road with monorails and canoes floating in waterways.
The only difference is that it was a 7-year-old kid walking around.
As much as they all disappeared?
" No, it's not just the children who disappeared, are they?
There is no one person per se. From security to guidance, everything was done by artificial intelligence, and there were only a handful of people walking around.
Except for the occasional sloppy tee and dreary-looking faces (they are all programmers), there are people inside.
There was hardly any
Under the gloomy sky, only a grotesquely large palm tree was waving its leaves.
As before, I went through two museums, an eco-park, and two newly built library buildings in between, before heading to Wilson's residence.
Still, there were quite a few people passing by inside the building, but the
They also seemed quite busy.
Maybe it's because of the problems the zodiac caused.
After walking for a while, thinking about this and that, he finally sees Wilson's residence.
Although small in size, Wilson's dome is said to be able to withstand a nuclear bomb drop.
Indeed, after several layers of complicated pattern locks, I was able to enter.
A gallery-style interior, a wall with countless untitled paintings.
As soon as I entered the dome-shaped building, I heard a young and soft voice.
[Come on.]
A hologram slowly descended from the air.
It must have been 100 this time
old man look. When I first met you, you were like a child who was obviously under 10 years old.
Wilson grinned as I made a suspicious look.
[It's been a long time since I've met the same person twice.]
Come to think of it, I heard that Wilson only meets new people every day.
A person you meet once will never see you twice
One of his oddities was that he didn't do it, even his closest secretaries.
"What is your true self?"
[As long as you like the game, what's important about your looks?]
After speaking, Wilson freely changes his appearance in front of me.
Becoming a 9-headed beauty with a tremendously enchanting body, and the whole body
His muscles were about to burst, and he changed into a big man, then back into the form of a three-year-old child, and this time into the form of a curly old man who might have been over 100 years old.
But they had one thing in common.
"What are those dark circles?"
No matter what race, gender, or appearance Wilson changes, a dark shadow casts under his eyes.
that it is lost
Come to think of it, my voice is not as bright as before.
It feels like there's some kind of worry melted away.
As I expected, Wilson pouted his lips in a slightly sullen tone.
[It's hard, so it's hard]
"Is it difficult?"
[Yeah, to be precise, I barely slept. I haven't slept for even a second this week. I'm tired and I think I'm going to die.]
I haven't been able to sleep for a week. I also did it a few times when I was a kid, and most of them passed out within three days.
And at the same time, he seemed to understand why Wilson couldn't sleep.
'Hyperinflation'
Currently, the world inside Deus Ex Machina is dominated by the Great Depression.
A situation that can no longer be dealt with beyond normal inflation.
Wilson sighed.
[Inflation has risen by more than 50% compared to the first week. I calculated it with deep learning, and if it goes like this, a month later
said that the price jumped more than 100 times.
That sounds terrifying.
The value of a red potion that does not even cost 5,000 gold will eventually become 500,000 gold.
But inflation is not the only problem. A bigger problem is that almost all of the huge amount of money on the market is counterfeit money.
"Wow, it might be cheaper to wipe with a bill instead of a tissue after you poop."
[ ] Did I have to compare it to a cheap thing?]
Wilson appears before my eyes as a statue in the shape of sculptor Rodin's 'The Thinker'.
Still, Jangdan smiled as he tried to match it.
"What did you call me for?"
Wilson nodded as I brought the point out.
He took the form of an old woman with a long white beard and sat down in front of me.
[Can't you tell the GMs how to spot counterfeit bills?]
Wilson's attitude is as earnest as ever.
I shut my mouth for a moment.
The way I identify counterfeit money is exactly what the GMs discovered before the regression.
However, Kim Jong-un was the only one who spread the money-copying bug before returning, and the commotion she caused was not so large, so GMs were able to calmly find countermeasures.
But now things are different.
Because of the butterfly effect from my regression
Then, Kim Jong-un joined hands with the Zodiac, and the scale of the commotion grew unbelievably large.
In the end, the economy of all servers fell into a state of great depression without GMs even having time to calmly find a countermeasure.
Furthermore, the only existence that can distinguish counterfeit bills, 'Phoenix' is a being made to oppose Wilson's will, that is, the 'anti' of 'opposite'.
So, from Wilson's point of view, the current situation has no choice but to be difficult.
I don't want to violate the code of giving everyone unlimited freedom in the game so that no one, including the head of the company, can directly interfere in the world of Deus Ex Machina.
Wilson is now in the form of a fetus.
[I want to protect this world. I want to protect this space where everyone can be happy until the end. I want you to lend me your strength.]
After hearing that, I shut my mouth for a moment.
So far, I have been faced with many choices.
Starting from refusing Belzebub's offer on a floating island,
The confrontation of the Leviathan, the temptation of Satan, the serpentine whisper of the Zodiac.
And the Fruit of Good and Evil (善惡果).
I had to stare at this forbidden fruit between the serpent and the god for a while.
After a while, I opened my mouth.
"I don't know."
I had to make a choice.
I don't know if this is a good thing to do, but at this moment, I've ended up in favor of the Zodiac.
If the testimony of the Zodiac is true, this world is truly the result of an anti-human race that can be wrathful.
Even if it makes many people happy and joyful, if it is made by the unfair sacrifice of a few, I am against it.
Of course, we don't know if that's true or false.
I might be deceived by the serpent's words, and leave paradise leaving everything behind.
Will I lose my Deus Ex Machina, which is nothing less than everything, by playing on the cunning tongue of a viper, or will I be able to open the eyes of truth and finally face myself?
It doesn't have a 'choice' attribute now
of which is unknown to me.
Meanwhile.
Hearing my refusal, not my refusal, Wilson kept his mouth shut for a while and looked at me.
Before long, he turned into the form of a giant snake and sticks his tongue out towards me.
[I don't know where or what you are listening to.]
At the same time, the appearance of the giant snake changes in an instant to that of a god with a long white beard and thick muscles.
Wilson, who radiates a halo like the creator. He looked down at me and said in a solemn voice.
[I cannot prove to you my innocence. Sun or cloud, wind and earth. Thus, in itself, complete, natural, and incontrovertible
It is not only pointless but also impossible to prove the concept of immutability.]
" I've never really asked for anything from you. I just said I didn't know what I didn't know.
After hearing my answer, Wilson wanted to distort the appearance of the Creator, and now he has transformed into an alien with a large head, big eyes, and a slender body.
[I cannot tell you my beliefs or thoughts. But only this is clear. One For All, All For One. I'm setting bigger goals for everyone.]
At the same time
Wilson appeared in front of me again in a new form.
It was the shape of the zodiac.
I was pissed off, but I tried not to show it.
Fortunately, Wilson doesn't seem to care much about my facial expression changes.
[Those who see the world narrowly will never understand. Those whose only minor damage has become the whole of the world."
He changes his appearance from the zodiac to Kim Jong-un.
[Remember the textbook of the Suicide Church?]
"I"
When I open my eyes wide, Wilson smiles bashfully with Kim Jong-un's face.
[The red book was made by me.]
'Isn't it Kim Jong-un's creation?'
I thought so to my heart, and Wilson read my heart.
replied as well.
[No way. It's the NPC code I made up. The thieves just figured out a way to steal it.]
At the same time. He makes an amazing appearance right before my eyes.
Phoenix
Wilson, who had turned into a dazzlingly bright Minerva's owl, looked into my eyes and muttered in a low voice.
it went
[ ] If you know my purpose, you too will have no choice but to sympathize with me. You are the only human who can empathize with me.]
Selection. Alternatives being constantly forced.
I looked intently into Wilson's blazing eyes.
But like a young man in a square who had no choice but to say 'neutral country', I just keep saying the same answer over and over again.
" I do not know.
OK.
The flame that was burning in Wilson's eyes went out in an instant.
Within
He finally transformed.
right me in the form of continuous.
I got to face myself.
I also got to see myself.
Wilson, who had transformed into the exact same figure as me, walked up to me and made eye contact.
he said
"I didn't call you because I didn't have the strength to deal with this situation."
..?
11 To be more specific, I just didn't have the strength to 'peacefully' resolve this situation."
At the same time, he smiled brightly.
But it's a sad smile that you can tell because of my face.
"Don't forget and remember the consequences of your choices today for the rest of your life."
Wilson's words sounded pitiful.
I'm already guessing what that means.
Back server.
A large-scale Baekseop, which had never been seen before, was trying to push the entire server away.
Worn-out Newbie
2.5th Cataclysm 3 I was immediately summoned to the headquarters of the Dem Universe. Dem Universe is headquartered in Irvine, Southern California. I got off the plane and went straight to the head office. The road to the heart of the water. It's my second visit, but it's still the same thing. Inside the headquarters of Dem Universe, the scenery was similar to before. A neat building, a cute interior, an iron road with monorails and canoes floating in waterways. The only difference is that it was a 7-year-old kid walking around. As much as they all disappeared? " No, it's not just the children who disappeared, are they? There is no one person per se. From security to guidance, everything was done by artificial intelligence, and there were only a handful of people walking around. Except for the occasional sloppy tee and dreary-looking faces they are all programmers, there are people inside. There was hardly any Under the gloomy sky, only a grotesquely large palm tree was waving its leaves. As before, I went through two museums, an eco-park, and two newly built library buildings in between, before heading to Wilson's residence. Still, there were quite a few people passing by inside the building, but the They also seemed quite busy. Maybe it's because of the problems the zodiac caused. After walking for a while, thinking about this and that, he finally sees Wilson's residence. Although small in size, Wilson's dome is said to be able to withstand a nuclear bomb drop. Indeed, after several layers of complicated pattern locks, I was able to enter. A gallery-style interior, a wall with countless untitled paintings. As soon as I entered the dome-shaped building, I heard a young and soft voice. Come on. A hologram slowly descended from the air. It must have been 100 this time old man look. When I first met you, you were like a child who was obviously under 10 years old. Wilson grinned as I made a suspicious look. It's been a long time since I've met the same person twice. Come to think of it, I heard that Wilson only meets new people every day. A person you meet once will never see you twice One of his oddities was that he didn't do it, even his closest secretaries. "What is your true self?" As long as you like the game, what's important about your looks? After speaking, Wilson freely changes his appearance in front of me. Becoming a 9-headed beauty with a tremendously enchanting body, and the whole body His muscles were about to burst, and he changed into a big man, then back into the form of a three-year-old child, and this time into the form of a curly old man who might have been over 100 years old. But they had one thing in common. "What are those dark circles?" No matter what race, gender, or appearance Wilson changes, a dark shadow casts under his eyes. that it is lost Come to think of it, my voice is not as bright as before. It feels like there's some kind of worry melted away. As I expected, Wilson pouted his lips in a slightly sullen tone. It's hard, so it's hard "Is it difficult?" Yeah, to be precise, I barely slept. I haven't slept for even a second this week. I'm tired and I think I'm going to die. I haven't been able to sleep for a week. I also did it a few times when I was a kid, and most of them passed out within three days. And at the same time, he seemed to understand why Wilson couldn't sleep. 'Hyperinflation' Currently, the world inside Deus Ex Machina is dominated by the Great Depression. A situation that can no longer be dealt with beyond normal inflation. Wilson sighed. Inflation has risen by more than 50% compared to the first week. I calculated it with deep learning, and if it goes like this, a month later said that the price jumped more than 100 times. That sounds terrifying. The value of a red potion that does not even cost 5,000 gold will eventually become 500,000 gold. But inflation is not the only problem. A bigger problem is that almost all of the huge amount of money on the market is counterfeit money. "Wow, it might be cheaper to wipe with a bill instead of a tissue after you poop." Did I have to compare it to a cheap thing? Wilson appears before my eyes as a statue in the shape of sculptor Rodin's 'The Thinker'. Still, Jangdan smiled as he tried to match it. "What did you call me for?" Wilson nodded as I brought the point out. He took the form of an old woman with a long white beard and sat down in front of me. Can't you tell the GMs how to spot counterfeit bills? Wilson's attitude is as earnest as ever. I shut my mouth for a moment. The way I identify counterfeit money is exactly what the GMs discovered before the regression. However, Kim Jong-un was the only one who spread the money-copying bug before returning, and the commotion she caused was not so large, so GMs were able to calmly find countermeasures. But now things are different. Because of the butterfly effect from my regression Then, Kim Jong-un joined hands with the Zodiac, and the scale of the commotion grew unbelievably large. In the end, the economy of all servers fell into a state of great depression without GMs even having time to calmly find a countermeasure. Furthermore, the only existence that can distinguish counterfeit bills, 'Phoenix' is a being made to oppose Wilson's will, that is, the 'anti' of 'opposite'. So, from Wilson's point of view, the current situation has no choice but to be difficult. I don't want to violate the code of giving everyone unlimited freedom in the game so that no one, including the head of the company, can directly interfere in the world of Deus Ex Machina. Wilson is now in the form of a fetus. I want to protect this world. I want to protect this space where everyone can be happy until the end. I want you to lend me your strength. After hearing that, I shut my mouth for a moment. So far, I have been faced with many choices. Starting from refusing Belzebub's offer on a floating island, The confrontation of the Leviathan, the temptation of Satan, the serpentine whisper of the Zodiac. And the Fruit of Good and Evil . I had to stare at this forbidden fruit between the serpent and the god for a while. After a while, I opened my mouth. "I don't know." I had to make a choice. I don't know if this is a good thing to do, but at this moment, I've ended up in favor of the Zodiac. If the testimony of the Zodiac is true, this world is truly the result of an anti-human race that can be wrathful. Even if it makes many people happy and joyful, if it is made by the unfair sacrifice of a few, I am against it. Of course, we don't know if that's true or false. I might be deceived by the serpent's words, and leave paradise leaving everything behind. Will I lose my Deus Ex Machina, which is nothing less than everything, by playing on the cunning tongue of a viper, or will I be able to open the eyes of truth and finally face myself? It doesn't have a 'choice' attribute now of which is unknown to me. Meanwhile. Hearing my refusal, not my refusal, Wilson kept his mouth shut for a while and looked at me. Before long, he turned into the form of a giant snake and sticks his tongue out towards me. I don't know where or what you are listening to. At the same time, the appearance of the giant snake changes in an instant to that of a god with a long white beard and thick muscles. Wilson, who radiates a halo like the creator. He looked down at me and said in a solemn voice. I cannot prove to you my innocence. Sun or cloud, wind and earth. Thus, in itself, complete, natural, and incontrovertible It is not only pointless but also impossible to prove the concept of immutability. " I've never really asked for anything from you. I just said I didn't know what I didn't know. After hearing my answer, Wilson wanted to distort the appearance of the Creator, and now he has transformed into an alien with a large head, big eyes, and a slender body. I cannot tell you my beliefs or thoughts. But only this is clear. One For All, All For One. I'm setting bigger goals for everyone. At the same time Wilson appeared in front of me again in a new form. It was the shape of the zodiac. I was pissed off, but I tried not to show it. Fortunately, Wilson doesn't seem to care much about my facial expression changes. Those who see the world narrowly will never understand. Those whose only minor damage has become the whole of the world." He changes his appearance from the zodiac to Kim Jong-un. Remember the textbook of the Suicide Church? "I" When I open my eyes wide, Wilson smiles bashfully with Kim Jong-un's face. The red book was made by me. 'Isn't it Kim Jong-un's creation?' I thought so to my heart, and Wilson read my heart. replied as well. No way. It's the NPC code I made up. The thieves just figured out a way to steal it. At the same time. He makes an amazing appearance right before my eyes. Phoenix Wilson, who had turned into a dazzlingly bright Minerva's owl, looked into my eyes and muttered in a low voice. it went If you know my purpose, you too will have no choice but to sympathize with me. You are the only human who can empathize with me. Selection. Alternatives being constantly forced. I looked intently into Wilson's blazing eyes. But like a young man in a square who had no choice but to say 'neutral country', I just keep saying the same answer over and over again. " I do not know. OK. The flame that was burning in Wilson's eyes went out in an instant. Within He finally transformed. right me in the form of continuous. I got to face myself. I also got to see myself. Wilson, who had transformed into the exact same figure as me, walked up to me and made eye contact. he said "I didn't call you because I didn't have the strength to deal with this situation." ..? 11 To be more specific, I just didn't have the strength to 'peacefully' resolve this situation." At the same time, he smiled brightly. But it's a sad smile that you can tell because of my face. "Don't forget and remember the consequences of your choices today for the rest of your life." Wilson's words sounded pitiful. I'm already guessing what that means. Back server. A large-scale Baekseop, which had never been seen before, was trying to push the entire server away. Worn-out Newbie
