The Emperor glanced at Baek Hyun, who sat on the Patriarchate. Right now, he and Baek Hyun are in the same place but in a completely different place. The Emperor was staring at Baek Hyun right here, but Baek Hyun's consciousness did not exist in that body.
‘He's a great man. ’
He thought for himself, but Mahjong was an awkward man in praise. No wonder he was so good at what he saw, and that raises the standard of assessment. If you don't expect it in the first place, you may be able to make a good assessment, but if you know that you are a 'genius’, you have to look at it with the same 'genius' eyes.
I admire it even when I look at it with those eyes. Especially that ridiculous concentration. Three days after I passed the word of trust. Baek Hyun has already figured out the trick of trust, and is digging into him as a focus.
“How's it going?”
The atheist approached and asked. Mahjong lifted his finger, laughing in vain at the question. On the high ground, they saw exactly where the white man's consciousness was leaving the flesh.
“Take a look.”
“Mmm.”
A whimsical conception. At first glance, it looks like a ghost. It is proof that the consciousness of leaving the gullet of flesh is definitely present in the absence of flesh, in accordance with the word of trust.
“In three days, I succeeded in building a concept. ”
“I don't know how to trust the mainland. Is that a big deal? ”
“Do you know about magic? ”
On the question of the Emperor, the atheist crosses his head. There were many skilled magicians in the Moorish jungle he lived in, but there were few who used ‘magic’, which was heard by the Mage.
“Some of the magic is space leap magic like Blink or Warp. The difference between trust and magic is the reconstruction of the body. ”
“Reconstruct?”
“Magic isn't that tricky. Twist the coordinates that currently exist...”
“The story of magic is hard to understand. ”
“... more simply, magic literally leaps into space and space. You don't have to divide the mind from the body. But trust me, you have to leave the body here and send the body first. ”
“Well, I think it would be quicker and more convenient for you to leap at once. ”
When asked by the Atheist, Mahjong shook his head with a smile.
“If so, did the headquarters place trust in the wind as a feast of statement? Of course, trust is slow and cumbersome if you're not good at it. However, if you are proficient, you will be able to construct the body immediately at the moment you send the concept. ”
The Black Lightning Blossom of Magenta seeks the utmost pleasure. In fact, the Great Depression was faster than anyone else on the lineage except for the goddess, and if he chose to retain his trust, he would not be able to do this.
“It's hard to learn more than a link or a teleport, but it's a quality trust that's unmatched. There's a dispel in magic. To put it simply, we destroy it just before the magic unfolds. ”
“What if we destroy the Blink? ”
“Different from case to case. Most of them fall into the gaps in space and wander there forever, or die. ”
“In that case, the wind credibility...”
“No. I can't break the trust of the storm. That's a lot faster than magic and different concepts. ”
The voice of an answering maggot had a deep sense of pride in quality trust.
“If you can construct the concept completely, you can actually say that the six halves of trust are cooked. I'm opening up space with a will keeper. I can already do it at his level, but it's also a very important process, so I have a stake of 1. ”
“What about the other three? ”
“Constructing the flesh where there is a conception. ”
A black current splashes from Baek Hyun's shoulder, and the atheist stares at Baek Hyun with expectant eyes. However, the spurting current was powerlessly turned off during the trip.
“Tsk.”
Baek Hyun opens his eyes and closes his tongue. Constructing concepts and opening spaces. The problem is then: Baek Hyun sighed and raised his body.
“This isn't working. ”
“It's not a fiddle to be cooked in three days. ”
Mahjong said.
“And apart from the useless understanding, you are not used to it. ”
“I think so. ”
Baek Hyun acknowledged Machu's point without objection. Mahjong told me that he would abandon common sense by teaching me to trust him. Baek Hyun did not listen to the teachings.
But common sense throws it away. It is not something that can be completely thrown away with longing. It was natural that Baek Hyun had experienced, felt, and accumulated what the Devil had told him to throw away.
To move, you have to stand up and move your legs. Walk, run, or crawl if you don't have legs to get where you want to go.
But trust is not. You must not stand up and move your legs to go where you want to go. I want to go where I want to go. Send the concept there. Twist the space open. Construct the body over the body of the concepts.
I've been walking and jumping for decades, so I don't want to be abandoned. Three days is too short a time to throw away everything you've been through.
‘Just a little more. ’
Let's do it.
Although it seemed dry, it was a familiar concept for Baek Hyun. Until now, he has always reached this point by repeating unconditional challenges. Thousands of deaths were suffered in monasteries where death did not exist. That ignorant, unpaired performance has ruined something as a human being.
He also told me that if I do, I can do it.
It is not possible for an ordinary person. Everyone hates being sick. Repeated pain makes you afraid of being sick rather than being dull. It was not natural for Baek Hyun. Repeated challenges have always accompanied pain, but I have never hesitated to challenge in fear of suffering.
Pain was always natural, and it was always pleasant to get after the challenge with him. I never felt frustrated and disillusioned by repeated defeats.
That doesn't belong to the talent of genius.
“You're still doing that. ”
A twisted voice and a dark smell of liquor. The drunkard comes and sits nearby as he walks. He sucks the hoe bottle he is holding, twists the patriarchal seat on the side and looks at the sitting white man.
“The pupil's performance is slow here? ”
“Not at all.”
The drunkard sucks and bites, and the macaque shakes his head. The drunkard laughed at the answer.
“Cancer, you should. I don't think any of the freshmen will be able to earn their trust in three days. ”
“It's hard to learn, but there won't be many who will reach the level of conceptualization. ”
He laughed loudly as he heard the macabre murmuring.
“Maybe, though. When I heard that old goddess had poisoned one of the portrait shipowners who gave him the best gift, I was so thirsty. If you're such a pretty pupil, you might want to spread it. ”
“Then I'll give you one more poison, but? ”
“Look at this audacious old man. It's so cute to be smart and brilliant. ”
It was natural to say that porn was audacious. Two days ago, a hobbyist who heard that Baek Hyun had eaten the poison of a cartoon owner came to visit Baek Hyun and the atheist in the quarter asking if he would give someone else a gift. Then, after a long time of looking at Baek Hyun, who is doing a storm trust,
‘He's worth killing for. ’
Then, I called Baek Hyun and handed him a whip. Because of this, the liquor accumulated in Baek Hyun's body was not only completely melted without being thrown away, but was also added to the preheating tar to gain more craftsmanship than it originally gained from drinking the portrait ship.
“What happened to betting? ”
“Bet?”
When asked by the Mage, the atheist raises his head, and the drunkard laughs with a smile.
“I walked ten days. That's enough for me in three days, maybe ten days. ”
“What else do you mean by betting? ”
“How long will it take for him to build trust, the drunkard has taken the lead, and a wager has been made. ”
“What?”
After hearing the explanation of the Devil, the Atheist opened his eyes wide. The drunkard grabbed the boat and laughed.
“Why didn't you give the throne a word...”
“You old man, what do you think you can hang? Your good martial arts can't be cooked unless you're brilliant, so it's no use taking them, and you don't even have a good drink! ”
“So what did you bet on? ”
“It's obvious I'm worth it. I've poisoned three portrait shipowners. ”
I dreamt of the lips of the goddess in the words of the drunkard.
“How many have participated? ”
“Uja \ They don't use a dead man for” booze. “”
The maggot kicks his tongue.
“Who's going on the shortest day? ”
“I walked ten days. ”
What do you want to hide? The drunkards spread out their breasts.
“You?”
“I think it'll take ten days. Why? You don't think so? ”
“That's what he's up to. ”
“Well... ”
The eyebrows of the Atheist are sealed. He tries to say Moore, but pauses for a moment, and is desperately distracted.
“... what if no one can set a date? ”
“What? Then no one will eat it. ”
“Is there nothing coming back to the throne or to the disciples? ”
I laughed because I was ridiculous when I asked you.
“This old man, I haven't seen him like that, but he's very... very... audacious. You should have enough iron plates on your face! If you want to get a Porsche, take a bet! ”
“But we don't have anything to worry about. ”
“It's not necessarily nothing. You bet on a cartoonist just looking at me, right? He also called Paranex, instead of Nunavut. ”
“Paranex?”
“It's more about teasing than about winning. How do you know if that son of a bitch is going to wipe out trust today, tomorrow, a year from now? It's not a deadline, it's just a joke. ”
“Umm, Hee-hee... Hee-hee...”
The atheist mutters, touching his chin. The drunkard who saw it laughed Hickhik.
“So why don't you try walking something for fun? Oh, that doesn't mean you can't bet on anything. To some degree, we have to be on time. ”
“Hmmm...”
The drunkard pulls the fishing line slowly, and the goddess is drowned in serious trouble with her face. The Emperor only looked at those two and said nothing. After a while, the atheist opens his mouth.
“If you don't mind, may I walk on the throne? ”
“... huh? ”
At the end of the day, a feeling of panic passed in the eyes of the drunkard.
“No, this guy. Where are you going to use your old body...”
“Wouldn't it be nice to write? Apart from nothing, this body is the only thing worth betting on. ”
“Wait... it's a joke, but a bet is a bet. And what if someone hits you? ”
“If that were the case, the downfall would be in the hands of the winner. ”
“Hahaha!”
The drunkard stopped laughing at the Atheist's answer.
“Well, if you say so. Okay, that's good. Who's gonna win? So... where are you going to bet? ”
“Today.”
The atheist replied with arms. Again, my porn eyes became blurred.
“... today? Do you want to come?”
“You seem to have eaten some ears today. ”
“You old man, you're making a sound that doesn't sound right...! It's already half past today. Why the hell would I bet today? Have you ever made a bet? ”
“Aren't you asking me to enjoy it anyway? And as you said, no one knows if he's going to wipe out the wind trust today or tomorrow or a year later. ”
“No matter how... why today! ”
“I'm waiting for a few days to bet, so I'll just do it today. Don't you know?”
“This old man is old. I got a very tight old age. There's no biting. You know what?”
“Do you consider the headquarters to be such a firecracker? ”
“No, that's not it. Mahjong, you heard me, right? You're a notary, okay? This old man put my body on the stakes, and I set a date for today. Just, just, today. It's over after midnight today! ”
The drunkard shook his saliva and shouted. Mahjong scratches his back without answering straight away. He looked at the atheist and the drunkard alternately for a moment and asked in a trembling voice.
“Can you really do that? ”
“What? What else is not to be, then? Mahjong, are you taking care that you've been hanging out with that old man lately? How many poisons did I give you? ”
“No, hobbies. Don't get me wrong. I don't think I'd recommend reconsidering the headquarters unless the Goddess says so. It's just, you've got the booze you've been drinking...”
“What? Did you just do that to me? Era, you bastard! You're worried about a drunkard and a yellowman because there's no one to worry about? And what do I have to lose here? ”
“Think rationally. ”
“I'm rational enough! ”
Every time my drunkenness fluttered, I smelled like liquor. I knew him, but I didn't care a bit.
“I have to drink to stay sober! ”
“... I see. I'll have the headquarters take a notary. The wager is established.”
“Cancer, you should! I'm just waiting for you here, Uzawa Duke, Yohee, to tell these three bitches about the madness of an old goddess...”
It was before the rhetoric was over.
Fatiguic!
Unlike what has been heard so far, this sound was not powerfully turned off during the day.
I turned my head in awe.
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