After that, she decided to imprison Nam Gong-hwan and erase his work from Kangho for a while, and she also decided to keep him under her protection. Then we head for the Rumbling Song and head for the Mangling Residence.
Mangosteen said to me at the place where he gathered the Jinzo Church.
"I think there's still time. I need more practice time."
"What do you mean?"
"We talked about the plan in English, but we don't really need to do that right now. No, I want you to buy yourself some time and run it late. Because right now, our power is too weak."
I understood and answered his words.
"Let's take it to the next level."
"Yes. You've done all sorts of things up until now, but nothing has directly provoked the Imperial Palace. However, if we come into contact with the Hundred Lions, the guardians of the Christian Church, we will be rapidly swept away from the center of the incident because it is clearly on a large axis. That's why I prefer to stay on a deferral and contact a hundred men."
The current telepathy seemed very cautious. Then Jinseo, who was next to him, resolutely said.
"Not my idea."
"What do you mean?"
"Even at this moment, poor women will be sexually abused in the Southern Hemisphere's Branch. In order to rescue them, we need to negotiate with the commander as soon as possible."
Just as Jinzo said. According to the Southern Court, he has information that he plays with and throws bored women to his minions. The slower the rescue, the more painful they must be.
He smiles bitterly.
"That's a theory, too. But I don't want to taste failure anymore."
Jinseo-Chung glances at him, followed by a plea of hope.
"There have already been many failures. Every time I did, I did the best I could. And yet, I failed. The most fundamental cause of that failure was that there was always a lack of power. Even if it's the right move, if you don't have the strength, you have to be the bottom line."
"I understand what you're saying."
I was able to empathize with Jinzo Chung as well as with what I was listening to. Everyone here knows the story of the 17 terrible failures because they share memories. The words of the pledge were right in the passage, so even though the words of the petition were theoretical, they could not be denied.
I said it because it flashed.
"Then how about this? Sneaking into the Southern Hemisphere's brainhouse and I rescuing them."
The retinue sighs.
"It would be best if I could. But I can't."
"Why?"
"The Southern Palace is a powerful Muslim generation that fights for water within the Great Sage when struck with force. The elders of the Southern Hemisphere are all the best, and the heirlooms of the Southern Hemisphere are known to be the swordsmiths... the greatest. It's almost impossible to get to the impound without their attention."
Jinseo-Chun confronted me.
"Yes, my teacher said that Nam-goong Nam ( ⁄ 37528;) is the strongest of the five generations. He's one of the greatest heroes in the spectrum."
"That much."
I shed a tear.
Swordsman!
I had heard of it in the days of training under the sword, the great dragon.
[Myeong-ryong is right. Don't think of any doubles until you're done with the census.]
[What is Checking?]
[The steps to make the herbal feast with his own will have been explained before.]
[Yes.]
[Beyond that, it's about implementing abstract imagination in reality. It's a step toward a technique we can call "essential."]
Now I can say I've learned the steps of censorship. Because it was made entirely out of oyster swords and axial swords, and at the same time it was used, it was able to integrate specimens and increase understanding of swords. However, the censorship was an enormous milestone on a typical Muslim basis, as I had overlapped my hundred-year-old sense of smell to come to this stage.
And if Nam-goong Nam, the current household of Nam-goong Sega, has been validated, there is no guarantee that I can easily defeat him.
'It's probably not as good as Lee, but it's more likely to be equivalent.'
That would be the strongest of the households of the Great generation. However, it may work if you press it with internal air and brainstorm, but you are not a short-term opponent. The difficulty of infiltrating the Southern Imperial Palace was greater than expected.
'Once we've infiltrated it, we'll be able to get it out in free materials from now on.'
As I was thinking about it, Jinso told me.
"Hundred Hundred. This story is from me. So let me handle this on my own."
When I looked at him with hope, Jinzo said with a solemn face.
"A month! In the meantime, I'll raise my fire. And I will break through the Southern Hemisphere's encephalogram and rescue them."
Suddenly, I was embarrassed by the offer and shook my hand.
"Wait, wait. That's a little premature, don't you think? We'd all be better off getting rescued. With the help of the telepathic drinking technique..."
"No, I think I can. Just trust me this once."
"Hmm."
I looked at the telescopes, but they seemed to want me to decide. He's actually leading the group because of me. I couldn't help but think deeply about the proposal from the petition.
'Why is Jinzo so hung up?'
Perhaps this is a quick act of recognition because the gumma does not see herself well. There must be a reason.
'It won't be the only thing.'
But I could see that I was not so shallow because I had seen the Jinzo Corporation for a long time. It is because if you are unsure that you can do it, you will not move at all. In other words, Qin Xu Chung is confident that he will be able to break through the Southern Palace Branch in one month.
But is that really possible?
"If we could, we could capture both rabbits with the shortest efficiency..."
I once told Jinzo about all the unknowns I had for a month or two. Of course, after seeing the memories of those days, the petition will confirm it. Even so, I had no idea how much Jinzo's office grew in a month.
I thought about it for a long time and replied.
"... Yes! I'm gonna count on you."
"Thank you."
I burst into laughter.
"Haha! It's fun to follow your past life. Always going in unpredictable directions."
"I just want to get this over with..."
"I can't help it. Then we must approach the Hundred Commandos and postpone the negotiations with her for a month..."
He mutters as he revises the operation in his mind.
"Hmm. Then I'll take Cheonwoojin to see Zegalsa. I'll see you in a month."
"I see."
Wheelic!
The telepathy greets us and disappears with an axiom. After gaining the Three Kingdoms Gate, my drinking skills really increased rapidly.
'It's hopeless. You'll figure it out.'
Now all I had to do was train the Jinzo Office to do the work, so I turned my back and said.
"It's been inefficient so far, so I shouldn't be distracted, but I'll get some Obsidian."
"Hmmm! Okay."
"Eat black and white for a thousand years."
When I gave her the elixir without hesitation, Jinzo said as if it were a joke.
"... I know it is, but it's amazing. There are many people in the world, but you must be the only one carrying this much elixir."
"Is that so? I have nothing else to do."
"Anyway, thank you."
"Keep practicing until you get back."
Pa 'at
I used a flashlight to go to Dongyoung's Obsidian Mine. And as soon as he found the giant Obsidian, the quarry shoved it down his collar. It was hard to push a big obsidian three or four times bigger than the human body at once, and I felt like my whole body was covered in black and black. Obsidian isn't bitter, but I felt a sense of blackness because of the other ore around me.
"Cough!"
I coughed because of the black dust. I frowned.
'That's why I hate it. Using something this big won't get me into my past life. It's too efficient.'
If only I could contain all of my previous life's memories and training in Obsidian. But in order to do that, we need obsidian of ridiculous size. It is so inefficient to just select and insert the memory of a shameless person at least 4-5 pages in size.
I didn't have to do this so far because I didn't have to transfer the job to someone else. It was easier to teach myself.
However, this time, we decided to grow him as quickly as possible for a month, as requested by the Jinzo Office. That's why I'm digging Obsidian at the expense of my efforts. I found an enormous Obsidian, roughly five chapters in size, but I was worried that even if I dug it up, the mine itself would collapse.
'Hmm. We'll have to dig around slowly and keep the pedestal in place...'
You can take it off at once, but the whole mine collapses. I cut down some trees in a nearby forest and made some temporary supports. And while mining for giant Obsidian, he supported a component that would not collapse. It was the first time in my life that I was sweaty and annoyed, but I decided to try something.
"What?! Who are you..."
I was discovered by the workers because it was too chaotic. I ran to the five mining workers who found me, overwhelmed them all at once, and distributed them a lump of gold evenly. I said it quietly as they opened their eyes while they were overwhelmed with blood and anesthesia.
"Keep my work a secret and bring what I want to the mine. Then I'll give you another piece."
After releasing the blood, the workers who were bought shouted out in excitement.
"Of course!"
With the help of the workers, I continued to work on extracting the Great Obsidian for two days and nights. By the time I pulled out the big tree and crossed ten supports, I was able to put a large Obsidian in my armor. I was worried that the mine wouldn't collapse when I finished, but it didn't seem to collapse because I secured the support well.
"Hey. We can't pull out the support, and this can't go on. Isn't there a better way?" "
"Ugh... We don't know. What should I do..."
"Hmm. Let's get all the workers out of the mines first. I'll talk to the mining master."
"Ney."
I went to the mansion of a fellow worker called the owner of the mine as a guide. The compatriot was wearing a robe, whether he was delayed or not.
"What... intruder? How dare you wander around the Tokugawa family? Kill him!"
As I went to see him, a large number of martyrs beside the photo-oxygenator suddenly rushed in with their swords.
"Kaaaah!"
However, to me, who had fought many masters in the Middle East, their work seemed to be a childish prank. I slaughtered about a hundred and seventy martial artists in three steps, just as I naturally did. They didn't even use their swords.
Leftovers
"Ahhhh."
Come at me and I'll kill you. No matter how many, there can be no guilt. It's because it's been over a hundred years since I've been in a cold, heartless forest.
Immediately, the owner of the mine was frightened and moved around as blood rushed to the light of the river.
"Hiic! Who are you... and who is the heir to the Shogun, Tokugawa Iemitsu..."
I wasn't interested in his self-introduction. I was stern.
"Isn't it too late to ask? I guess they were going to kill him first."
"What the..."
He was embarrassed and said.
"I dug a big obsidian out of the mine. That's why I'm here to talk about the collapse."
"What?!"
"We evacuated all the workers."
I spoke to the photo-oxygenator about the situation. Then he said because his face was white.
"Oh, no! That's my property."
"I've said it before. Goodbye, then."
"Wait a minute!!"
Pa 'at
I went to the middle school, ignoring his words. If I told you I was fine, I would have thought of a solution for you, but I didn't have time to think about sending Moussa away to kill him. I did something wrong, but I thought he deserved it because he's a piece of trash.
Tokugawa Iemitz? You're lucky you didn't kill him. '
After returning to the Middle Church, I washed my gumbo and took the giant Obsidian out to Jinzo Town. Seeing the enormous Obsidian, Jinzo's face became dull.
"Oh my... do you need something this big?"
"Yes. Memory is not very efficient because it is very capacitive."
"Is there any metal more efficient than Obsidian?"
I put my hand on my chin.
"There has to be... but it's a special metal that can only be obtained by foreheads. There's no way I can get by myself."
On the earth where the prophets lived, there was a metal that was 100 times as efficient as Obsidian. But it's not something that we can get from the midfielders that we live in, and from the land that we live on. It's somewhere in the starlight where the constellations are.
Therefore, it is only unreasonably inefficient for humans to become inefficient if they use Obsidian techniques. The pagan alchemy is the most powerful among them.
"I see."
Jinzo nodded his head and put his hand on Obsidian.
Phew!!
After a while, the light rises and the obsidian completely disappears. The substantial trait of obsidian disappeared as the bulk moved at the same time. Jinzo Chung tasted a huge memory for a moment, then said.
"Indeed... I see. I see that now."
"If that's not enough, I'll help you out a little more." "
Then Jinzo shakes his head.
"No. I'll use this memory to restore what I missed in your past life."
What's that sound?
I was puzzled and stared at the petition. Then Jinzo said.
"In your past life, I have raised the weightlessness several times with your help. Each time, my shaman would have been exaggerated, but you haven't been granted that much."
"Yes."
Certainly. When I tried my best to meditate on cerebral aneurysms and trained them, they probably peaked at the top, but I only knew they were great, so I didn't eat any cake. In my previous life, I only exploded inferiority to the talent of the Jinzo Office.
"I'll pay you back this time with my life."
After a deep breath, Jinseo aims at his spear with a serious face.
"I have all the memories related to your shamanism. It also means that there was a record of you observing the Jinzo hearing in the past. I mean, I could use that memory to restore some of the history of Jingzhou and Lee."
"Ugh... Well..."
He said as he confirmed.
"Within a month, I will be able to restore the perforated islands and Paralympic Islands."
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