Regressor Instruction Manual

Museum Manager Max (2)

It was an uneasy look on my face.

I can see the misunderstanding from his face. His eyebrows were trembling and seemed to be thinking all kinds of ominous thoughts.

Seeing as how you're desperately blocking the precious control device, I think I know how to break it.

It is a fair judgment.

Right now, I wish I could keep that seal, but if I get it wrong, I can't break it.

Anyone who has something to protect becomes weak.

Of course, I had to consider whether I could call him a person, but at least I liked that he was anxious.

"That's amazing."

He's not the only one.

Everything that makes up this room is full of surprises.

In fact, from the moment I entered this room, my interest in the caretaker Max had significantly decreased.

‘It's a treasure. ’

The magical hologram is the most powerful of them all.

It's no wonder that there's such a kind of technology in the world that there's no recorder, of course.

Looking at the magic group glowing from place to place, I think I can see a rough idea of how that works.

‘If you ask me to make the same thing, I don't think I can make it... ’

At least we can use the original.

‘Do you need authorization? ’

After checking with my mind's eyes, I started noticing the information again.

[Crack Museum Control Unit-Legendary Grade]

[Requires administrator privileges.]

‘As expected…. ’

It was a bit unfortunate, but other interesting artifacts stand out.

And it's no wonder that this museum is so technologically focused that you think it's all in there.

That must have been a threat to our caretaker, Max.

- Never... never do what you think.

‘He…. ’

I still feel cute when I'm confused about something.

In fact, the appearance is cute.

I feel like I can really understand the taste of crack protectors.

A blonde boy who looks like he's going to break is a saying about that.

In fact, the power I feel for him is not that great. The expedition is preparing for battle, but it's always ready for anything.

Honestly, there's no need to be so vigilant. Unlike the expedition that I thought might pose a threat, there are no visible hazards to me.

The guarding of the Keeper's Thread was all there was to the golem outside, and Max seemed to be able to categorize it as a hero grade monster.

To summarize, this is a situation worth seeing.

I didn't think about it when I saw the pile, but I saw his body, and the sensors were still firing.

It was natural for the expeditioners to come out and open their mouths as they continued their bizarre counterparts.

Of course, my mouth was full of smiles.

“Oh my... Who are you? Aren't you Max, the museum curator, the director of the Rift Museum? ”

- You... you!

“I'm disappointed that you're so angry. Manager, it feels different to talk to each other face to face. You're actually looking like a little kid. How? If you have a moment, why don't you have a conversation? ”

- Scumbag! You piece of shit! You!

“I don't know why you're so angry. ”

- You filthy old servant! Yes, it won't work the way you want it!

“I don't know why you think of us as subordinates... Kmm. I apologize for making things a little more complicated. I couldn't help it. The first one was you, and I don't know about museum exploration or whatever, but we didn't have a lot of options to survive. ”

- Shut your filthy mouth! I never falsified the odds....

“I want to ask you a few questions... ”

- You filthy humans! I didn't take you people as guests.

“No, I want to talk to you. Why are you running with bubbles like that? Museum manager.”

- Party, get out of here! Now! Sir, where are the guard golems...?

“I've already dealt with a rock that has nothing to do with it. Don't be like that... ”

- Profit!

If there was one problem, it wasn't a conversation.

I wanted to turn that manager into Hidden Boss and start Max Raid, but there's more to fighting than fighting.

‘We shouldn't fight... We shouldn't do that. ’

Of course, no one wants the treasure in front of them to be a pile of shit.

The value of the various devices contained in the museum control apparatus is unquestionably astronomical.

Depending on its use, Hyunsung Kim may have more value than a mythical grade sword.

No, you may or may not hold it. That museum control device clearly goes beyond Durendal's value.

The expedition still has not seemed to reach there, but everyone will think that way if they meet what is right in front of their eyes with their minds.

‘At least for me, that's the treasure. ’

Ever since I entered the continent, I could have wanted something so fiercely.

Eventually, I had to be quiet and talk to Kim Hyunsung and Park Joo.

“I'm sorry, folks, but I'd like to negotiate with the Museum Manager... If you don't mind, could you leave that to me?" ”

When he opens his mouth, he hears something glowing, but he continues to ignore it.

“I think it would be better if there were more of you together... Please. ”

“Wouldn't that be dangerous? ”

“Ah! I think it would be all right if Diarrhea were with us. I think I'll get satisfactory results. Not to the blue, not to the black swan. If the Black Swan allows it.... ”

“I don't care. ”

It's Kim Hyun-seong. I expected you to say this from the beginning, but the problem is Park Joon-ju.

‘I think he noticed... ’

“We will be able to communicate the location of the stranded people within 10 minutes. ”

My head would be spinning fiercely right now.

I don't know what the conclusion was, but he nodded and decided to leave it to me.

I thought it might be a conclusion because I didn't think I had a sharp option, but I thought it was good to build trust on a regular basis.

“Yes, please. ”

‘That's why human behavior is so important. ’

Although it didn't sound right to me, I could once again confirm that the image of a human brand called Lee Young-young was quite well built.

Everyone is slowly starting to get out of the administration room and sitting next to this side with a slightly dull look on their face.

There is a field of conversation where you can talk comfortably.

Negotiate? You think I'd do something like that with you? Can't you just disappear?

He originally expected to run like that, but he didn't really care.

When I opened my mouth after taking a short breath, my face was clearly unsettled.

I felt like I couldn't fathom how to react to a sudden change in attitude.

“Hey."

- Huh?

“Don't you know what's going on? ”

- Well...

“The best of our crack protectors have planted responsibilities readily, but they haven't. ”

- I don't know what you're talking about...

“Shut up and listen to me, caretaker. Well, they're talking about protecting the continent... I don't want the seals there to be unsealed. ”

- Huh?

“Ah. Push the strange misconception into one corner of the brain made of magical power.... As you might think, I'm not even a subordinate. The seals were unsealed for no other reason than to survive. Of course, it feels good how things work out. ”

- Don't say anything weird... now!

I saw him trying to scream. Of course I don't want to hear you squirm again.

“I heard that if that thing is released... the continent will collapse? ”

The silent silent one flashed before my eyes.

“My wife told me. Right, Diarrhea? That thing will slowly suck the life out of the continent and become stronger... Did you say it would last... 30,000 years? ”

- Actually, it's a little shorter...

“You seem to have quite a responsibility on this continent, but unfortunately not me. Honestly, it doesn't matter to me whether the continent falls apart or intact after 30,000 years. The future is usually made by descendants... They'll take care of the repairs. ”

- Well, is that what you're saying?

“Is this a hologram of magical power? From the looks of it, the great and noble High Priestess, huh? Phew! I think you're trying to take out something fierce... Huh? If my eyes aren't a nostril, the balance of power looks pretty tight... ”

- Uh...

“Hey, have you seen this? What if this potion fails here and explodes? What happens if one of those controls breaks the power that's being transmitted to the preliminary program while it breaks? ”

- Well, let him do that...

“Oh, don't get excited, Max. Diarrhagia, I need some suppression, please. ”

He stretches out his hand to this side, bewildered, and flashes at you.

But it was obvious that he was caught in the hands of Diarrhagia.

The struggling creature, overwhelmed by her, gives her sight.

- Yippee! Let go of me!

“I'm sorry... ”

- I don't know about the others, but you can't do this! People who balance the continent shouldn't be involved in this! You're a dragon! Do you have any idea what you're doing?!

“I'm... sorry. ”

- We have to protect the continent! If you're a proud dragon clan, that scum should be here by now! That's the way to the continent!

“I'm sorry... ”

- Mal, this is ridiculous... You can't do this! You can't do this!

There was a terrible guilt in Diarrhea's face.

I feel like I'm blaming myself for something.

Of course, I don't really want him to get out.

It doesn't matter whether he's released or active, as I said before, but it's less awkward for him to remain calm than for him to be released.

Of course, it is right to adhere to this attitude right now.

‘Good.'

I never thought I'd use the continent as bait, but I'm a little excited that he's reacting so well, to be honest.

“It's worth a look. It's worth a look! The Guardians of the Crevice will rise from the grave! Here we go. Bombs coming in. ”

- Don't do it!

“It looks stronger than I thought, so it might not be enough for one bottle.... If you enter this potion with magical power, Kwaguawa light in 2 seconds! The continent is doomed!”

Don't, don't!

“Huh! You should say something respectful to an adult! ”

- Please don't!

“No, I don't. I don't need bombs anymore. I need my hands. Where are the proper sticks? ”

- Ugh...

As I started swinging, picking up the right stick around me, I saw his face becoming increasingly unsettled.

Honestly, it doesn't make sense to break that control device with this stick, but there's nothing more disturbing than a demonstration of force.

Whenever you make a motion to swing a bat towards the controller, the pupils look ridiculous.

Obviously, it's not uncommon to raise a stick up in the air for something a little more dramatic.

“Now, in five seconds, the continent is doomed. Bang, bang, bang!"

- No... no!

“Oh!”

- Please don't do this!

“Buy!”

At this point, Diarrhea seems anxious and urgently approaches.

“Are you sure you want to do this? You!”

- Pride Dragon! Hurry up!!

“Three!”

- No... no!

“Yi!”

- Turn it off!

“Here we go!”

-Won, what do you want?

When he attempts to start the steaming club on the control unit, Max suddenly opens his mouth.

I think I just remembered the word "negotiation."

Fortunately, we are looking for answers.

Of course, it was obvious that his mouth was fluttering. I can see his eyes shaking as he opens his mouth quietly.

“Museum.”

It sounded decisive even when I heard it.

- Huh?