Limitless Dream

[079] Ether Language

Han Seo-jin decided not to look for Professor Park Hyo-san's laboratory for a while until his thoughts were cleared. To avoid a sudden encounter with professors in the developing world

He's not ready yet.

‘Insight…… Misril…… Ether……. ’

Insights are your own unique abilities that you come across by chance. Through him, I could see many truths that the world did not know.

How to make elixirs. Unknown power, ether. and mythril, an ether reactant.

‘Elixirs, ethers, misrels. ’

Han Seo-jin closed his eyes and thought quietly.

The three had something in common. That is…….

‘There is a proper noun, a name. ’

Suddenly I thought it was strange.

If each of the three had a name, who would have named it? The unknown? Like a god?

Or…….

Insights?

He opens his eyes sadly. The self in the mirror, precisely two eyes.

An eye with the power of insight that pierces the essence of things.

Han Seo-jin thought it was unrealistic. What happens if you look at your eyes with the power of insight, the insight itself?

Do you really see the truth of insight?

‘ ……. ’

He focused his mind. I closed my heart tightly.

The noise around you begins to fade. My senses are gone.

With only vision maximized, he looks into the eyes in the mirror.

I feel like I'm about to be sucked in. He looked at the truth hidden in it with all his might.

At that moment, something twisted in the truth.

It was bigger than I had ever imagined. He focuses more on his mind and watches the immense power hidden in it.

It was an abyss, a profound nail beyond human perception.

The moment I looked at the Abyss, the Abyssal Tremor grew larger. And the depth began to watch "this way."

At that moment, Seojin fell screaming.

“Huff!”

He sits on the floor and breathes. The cold sweat was pouring down my back. My fingers twitched. My whole body was relieved. I didn't even have the strength to be tough.

“Huff, huff, huff…. ”

He vomits again, shortness of breath.

The heartbeat still hasn't subsided. He barely raises his hand and grabs his chest.

What was that? ’

A giant abyss embedded in his own eyes, an insight.

As soon as he realized the abyss, he noticed him and looked ‘this way.’ I had to feel the shock of my whole body shattering just by looking at me for a moment.

One more time. ’

Han Seo-jin clenched his fist firmly. I close my eyes and turn my face toward the mirror.

Finally, he opens his eyes and once again looks at his eyes. I found the abyss inside.

Huh?

However, it was strange. The Abyssal Energy I felt earlier was no longer detected. Maybe it's gone somewhere. Or maybe he's mistaken.

It was then.

"Ah!"

The eyes in the mirror start pouring in with something vast inside. With all the surrounding landscapes erased, only the campus, which had been hidden in the cornea, eclipsed his vision.

Like a lie, the landscape changed. At first, Han Seo-jin thought he was dreaming.

"Awakening"?

But in my dreams, all my senses were clear. I can't believe I'm still dreaming.

He was in a large garden. Beautiful flowers and trees that had never been looked after by the gardener's hands were endless.

A huge castle is visible from afar.

His medieval achievements were different. It was enormous and magnificent beyond compare to that. A castle as tall as a barbell tower that seemed to pierce the sky was covered in beautiful golden light.

Undreamy vividness. But he thought it was a dream.

Such magnificent beauty cannot exist in reality.

As I stared at him dazzled, I suddenly felt popular.

Seojin slowly turned to his side.

There, an old man with loving eyes, covering his whole body with a black robe, stood on a staff. At the end of the staff, an old man's height was a jewel with a beautiful glow.

‘Misril……? ’

He recognizes the identity of the gem. And I also thought the old man's face looked familiar. It was a face I had never seen, but I felt a clear, dark familiarity nonetheless.

“Your Majesty.”

The old man knelt slowly.

“Everything there is a dream and a lie that deceives you. Never forget that. ”

You whisper in a chaos.

Is that what you say to Han Seo-jin?

Or to me.

“Did you see the simulation results? ”

“Yes?”

“I sent you an email, but you haven't read it yet? ”

As soon as he came to the office, Hae Jung-tae asked. Han Seo-jin forcefully smiled and replied.

“Well…… the school class was so busy that I couldn't see it. I'll look at it right now. ”

“The test said it was fine. I think I can make an exam right away. ”

“Oh, really? Then I should check it out and send it straight to the States. ”

As Su-jin was listening, he did not mention SJ Industries. Park Su-jin didn't even know that Han Seo-jin was a developer of Schnauzer, or that he had a stake in SJ Industries.

She still knew him only to the extent that his future was a very promising venture president.

“You're not sick? You don't look so good. ”

“No, it's not. I'm just a little tired. It's hard to just drop everything every time I'm in class. ”

“You skip class every time? You barely made it to the H Semiconductor last semester, right? ”

“I did my homework for both the class and the exam and everything else. I thought you only went to meetings with rap people. ”

“You've had a good time. ”

“We're not there yet. I'm going to play a little more. ”

Haeng-tae fainted and focused on the monitor again. When he had no work, he mainly read overseas papers or focused on studying technical English. Just in case I go to America.

“By the way, sir. ”

“Yes? Why? ”

“Do you know how to code? ”

“The basics. I learned it as a hobby. Then why?”

Ha Jung-tae is the same as STOP WON, Korea's East Gate. Han Seo-jin felt that while working with him, the foundation he speaks has a completely different meaning than the foundation that ordinary people think.

“You must be of some level, considering the basics. Would you mind collecting and rehearsing your field whenever you have time in the future? ”

“Is this a work order? ”

“Yes, rather than just designing semiconductors, I think we should write a chipset program that fits the product we've developed. ”

“Did you think you could code? ”

“No, I have no idea. I have to do it now. ”

“Got it.”

Ha Jung-tae passed away as if he didn't mind. Rather, she asked as if she was slightly bored.

“You're studying coding now? Wouldn't it be too late? ”

“Oh, Su-jin. My boss is a genius, so you don't have to worry about that. It'll all be over in a few months. ”

Ha Jung-tae said like a joke. He sounded like he was joking, but he was also telling the truth.

Han Seo-jin stroked his hand and said.

“I don't mean to code seriously. I just want to be prepared because I need to know how it works. ”

“Do I need to know if it's working? Hey, you know that's even better, right? ”

“…… I'm done talking about this. Anyway, I'm going to leave today. You both need to leave early. ”

“Got it.”

“Yes, boss. ”

Han Seo-jin left the office. The time says 12: 00. I don't think I'll be late for afternoon classes.

To be honest, the class schedule was tight. Seojin was too much to attend all the classes. It's about work, not school.

Just get your diploma. Good grades were an additional element, not a priority.

Han Seo-jin on Porsche started up. Suddenly, I could feel his reflection.

‘ ……. ’

It reminded me of yesterday's experience. Suddenly, it became chilly.

‘It was a strange dream. ’

I still get a slight chill when I imagine it then. At the same time, I have questions. I wonder if it was really a dream.

I know this is absurd. If that's not a dream, what is it?

I know why. I just had a weird dream in the middle of the day. It's just too vivid and confusing.

I know.

I know, but I keep...

“Grrrgh!"

My head is killing me. Han Seo-jin gripped his head with one hand and endured the pain. A small groan flows through the bitten mouth.

‘That old man……. ’

This is definitely the first face I've seen. Still, why does the familiarity that I seem to have seen somewhere not go away? Why do I remember the old man's face, voice, and face so vividly even when I woke up from my dream?

I couldn't get rid of the loving, hard eyes that were looking at me.

- Everything there is a dream and a lie to deceive you. Never forget that.

What does‘ there ’mean? Seojin couldn't erase the chaos.

"Is it true that my place is a lie? ’

For a moment, I had a crazy imagination like that, and Han Seo-jin immediately threw it away.

This is ridiculous. These last 24 years have been so vivid, all of this is a lie.

‘But what was vivid was also a dream. ’

Recalling it, I feel lightly creeped out. Seojin desperately shakes his head.

It's a dream, even if it's more real than real. I had a horrible hallucination that was hard to distinguish. The only logical conclusion is this.

He mutters as he brainwashes himself, empowering his voice.

“What a strange dream. ”

Aren't you coming to the lab?

“Sorry, class is so tight. ”

Since when have I been taking classes so hard? I bet you have a venture. You can skip class, right? You go to school to live, not to learn, right?

“I don't think you're dreaming of a scientist. Anyway, I'm sorry, I didn't. ”

My heart ached to refuse Ahn Hong-chul's loving phone call, but I thought of avoiding the lab until my thoughts were cleared.

After Professor Park Hyo-San returned, he came to the lab saying that it was a day away. Park Hyo-San was in a commotion after seeing the pattern he showed, which symbolized the ether language as a supercomputer.

An unknown language with the shape of a microscopic region of scobrianium. It was natural that the two masters of humanities and natural science were overturned.

The two professors, who were faceless, became close to each other like old watchers despite their age differences. Every day, they face each other's heads and try to figure out the answer.

It would be enormous if you could uncover the secret between the unknown language and the scobrianium.

Thanks to this, only the students in the lab run by the two professors were getting separated every day.

Entering the classroom, Han Seo-jin muttered in a stiff tone.

“Let's get something straight. ”

We are not postponing today's split to tomorrow.

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