The Tutorial Is Too Hard

I closed the library door and went downstairs.

In the living room downstairs, there were dragons and greeters gathering at the table eating fruit pie.

I put a full pie in my mouth and lifted up the dragon that was moaning, and sat on the chair where Dragon sat.

Yong-yong put it on my knee.

While the fruit pie was delicious and lifted above my knee, Yong only focused on wetting the pie.

“Have you made any progress? ”

You nod.

We were making progress.

We have confirmed that there is no longer any possibility in the same way.

The stages of the tutorial are like one dimensional subspace each.

The main characteristic of the stage is that it is a one-way street.

Impossible to travel in any direction other than through a portal opened by the system to the next floor.

There are exceptional days of competition and dialogue, but I haven't touched them yet.

There were no consolidation events recently, so there were not enough samples.

So, what I've been trying to do lately is punch a tunnel between a 60-story stage and another stage.

Even if you don't connect the passageway to the outside of the tutorial, just drill through the passageway on the 90th or 99th floors and you'll be all set.

And I failed.

“How much? ”

“It's impenetrable even if the whole god comes. ”

“... That's more than I thought. Is it a joint venture between the gods? ”

“Maybe it's the work of a god who specializes in dimensional systems. ”

In any case, my ability to break through a new dimension of corridor on the stage is now difficult.

Uh-huh.

I'm getting tired of pushing back to the bulldozers.

I threw a large egg candy into my mouth.

“Dad, me too. ”

Yong-yang opened her mouth when she saw me eating candy.

Yong put one egg candy in my mouth.

Yong rolled the candy in his mouth, and picked up the pie again.

The candy was eating out of the molar, holding the pie in its mouth.

If you swallow pie like that, you'll get a throat if you go over the egg candy with them.

Well, it doesn't matter.

“What's next? ”

“Well... I don't know. ”

I did not think about what I would try next after this attempt failed.

No, I think about it all the time, but I don't think I have a good idea.

I'm running out of ideas.

“There's no clue, and there's nothing to mediate. In the end, we need an unexpected and unusual way. I need creativity. I need creativity. ”

The self-muttering self-mutters, sighs and turns to the book.

I stroked Dragon's head that was eating candy and pie together once, and spread the newspaper.

There was a dragon sitting on my knee, so I read the newspaper in the air above my head.

What catches my eye... ….

Lee Yeon-hee's 17th floor clearing was the biggest topic.

I don't need to read it in detail because I know it well.

Nothing in the auction is particularly noticeable....

The outside content is…….

[Former Vigilante Deputy Chief Kim Min-hyuk, Conflict with the Korean Government?]

What are you talking about?

I quickly checked the headlines that caught my eye.

The South Korean government was uncomfortable with Kim Min-hyuk's march, which was opening a new clan and gathering Korean Awakeners from all over the world.

I sent a message to Park Junga to find out more about the article.

[Jung Park, 90th floor: I think so.]

[Hojae Lee, 60th floor: Explain something to me.]

[Jung Wook, 90th Floor: I heard that the number of Class S Awakenings in that newborn clan exceeded the number of government affiliations. It'll be inconvenient for the government. They even plan to attract foreign Awakeners.]

The Korean government, which has the highest number of Awakenings in the world, but only a small number of Awakenings.

This is gonna be awkward.

Awakeners are not just superhumans.

Not only do they have money and connections, but they also have an individual as a symbol.

A symbol that attracts people.

They are entertaining celebrities and can also move the value of land and the value of houses.

It also repels monsters and impacts defense power.

It is also directly related to the state's status, diplomacy and exchange rates.

It's literally a strategic resource that goes beyond common sense.

The South Korean government, when the reality of defending the Awakenings from foreign capital came to an end, chose to send them abroad while maintaining a few conditions and nationalities instead of overpowering them.

In such a situation, it is sufficiently unsettling that the top Awakenings not belonging to the country are gathering on Korean soil.

I've never been outside, so I don't know exactly what's going on.

[Jung Wook, 90th floor: In the meantime, he's making bad noises to the government, getting involved with the financials, things like that. The last time, the government contacted me.]

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: For us? What?]

[Jung Wook, 90th floor: Just fine. He asked us to show him up. So he gave us a rough answer about how we're going to stop the outside.]

You're right.

How can we stop Min-hyuk Kim from being trapped here?

In fact, even if we were out there, we wouldn't be able to stop Min Hyuk.

Outside, I and Park Junga were known as the main pillars of the vigilantes, but in reality, Kim Min-hyuk led most of the vigilantes' work.

Rather, Park Jing 'a and I were close to each other.

The conversation that started with Kim Min-hyuk's story soon led to a boring chat.

Chatting with Park Jung-ah continued until the self-immolated person sitting next to her appeared publicly uncomfortable.

[Jung Wook, 90th floor: How's Newby? I heard you're over 17th floor.]

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: It's going well. I just want it to go up like this. I wish I could rush it.]

The conversation topic has been moved to Lee Yeon-hee, who is the biggest topic in the recent tutorial.

After the 17th floor, Yeon-hee was cruising safely.

Thanks to the handover of the information on the 18th floor, we were able to clear it without any crisis.

Oh, suddenly I'm reminded of the 18th floor again.

You clean up the adjoining defector and stop the accident.

Even though they are breaking their minds, they can sense each other's thoughts.

I want to avoid the self-immolation of the 18th floor.

The alter ego is not completely different from me.

It's not even the same thing.

Rather than sharing an intersection with me, the alter ego is my subset.

It was that alter ego that made me based on my experiences, memories and thoughts since I entered the tutorial.

Unlike me who has previous memories, 18 floors of memory is a deadly trauma for a self-immolative person whose time in the tutorial is all that remains in his mind and whose time on the 60th floor is all that's left of his life.

It's like you still can't overcome those memories, and you're just forgetting them.

[Jung Wook, 90th floor: How much longer until New York gets to 60th floor?]

Well, I really don't know.

If I was that type, I'd be up in no time.

Lee Yeon-hee is going so slowly.

Moreover, I have done the stage quite quickly since the 20th floor, so there is little information I know.

Of course, I have the information I know from my manager, but the information I get is worse than the information I get from myself.

I really don't know how long it will take for Lee Yeon-hee to reach the 60th floor.

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: You'll come by yourself. It's more important not to die in the middle than the time it takes.]

After the 17th floor, the risk of Lee Yeon-hee's death is not completely eliminated.

There are still a number of dangerous stages after that.

After chatting with Park Jung-ah again for a while, I finished the conversation.

After finishing the conversation, I thought about Yeon-hee for a while.

After the 17th floor, the message from Lee Yeon-hee was noticeably reduced.

The letter never came.

Lee Yeon-hee said she heard information about me from Kirikiri.

This must be privacy-related information, but I don't know how I heard it.

It seems that the gods have been mentioned and heard something that was offered separately from me.

One thing I can be sure of is that Kirikiri kept his promise to me.

However, unlike him, the information Lee Yeon-hee heard from Kirikiri was dangerous.

I found out that I was trying to get out there and I realized that I was working on it one by one.

From Lee Yeon-hee's perspective, if I go through the 60th floor alone, she looks isolated, so I have to react sensitively.

It can be frustrating, it can be frustrating.

“Hmmm. Kmm. Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm! ”

I'm clearing my head, and the self-immolating man next to me is coughing.

What are you doing, man?

There's nothing wrong with his respirator and lungs, even if he sleeps in the living room in the winter.

“Mmm-hmm! Kmm! I have something to tell you... ”

A long, clumsy introduction.

“Kmm. Wh-what should I call this? ”

By looking at me like that, I can confirm that I am completely separate from the other three.

No matter how it was built on my past, it might have been a different personality formation process since birth.

They have completely different values and personalities.

“I want to have a name too! ”

Seeing the self-proclaimed man with his face red and his eyes closed, he seemed to be choking.

But apart from what I felt, the man's wish was reasonable.

“What's your name, all of a sudden? ”

“You can't call it self-immolation forever. I'm not really a normal person. ”

Yeah, it is.

Technically, it's neither the body nor the mind.

It is more like a neoplasm born through genetic engineering.

“It didn't matter when it was just you and me, but I don't want to be called Uncle Yong anymore. ”

Looks like he had his own concerns.

When I was called his name, I looked at the flashing dragon.

As Yong was born, he became aware of others, and at the same time he wanted to clearly distinguish his identity.

I think the novels I've been looking at lately have affected it.

I'm gonna have to make you a name.

“What's your good name? ”

He's not just a newborn, and I thought it best to name him after him.

The question is, who's the alter ego?

“Hooch Nedval. ”

It was a sham.

This is bullshit.

“Why! That's a good name. ”

“Let's make it Hotch, then. It's a twist of the hat. Ehochi. What a nice name."

In the name of Hotch, the self-immolating man's face turned red, and Yong Yong started laughing because he thought the name Hotch was funny.

Yong-yong, is that a funny name?

Dad's name, kind of like that.

The self-immolating man grunts for a moment, then steps out of his seat.

You must be upset.

But it wasn't Hooch Nedval.

I definitely hugged Yong who kept smiling.

“Yong Yong, your uncle wants a name, what should I name him? ”

“Uncle's name? ”

“Yes. My uncle doesn't know how to name me. I think I need your help. ”

If I don't give it to him, he'll probably come up with a pro name like Baggins next time.

Suddenly, Yong glared at me, and grabbed hold of the edge of my clothes and said.

“Dad! I'll give you my uncle's name! ”

Yeah? Yeah.

“용용이가?”

“Yes! 용용이가! ”

This is just unsettling.

I think a name like blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Still, it seemed better than leaving it to the self-immolator.

I straightened up and reached for the remaining fruit pie on the table.

By the time I finished eating the pies, I could feel the alter ego move.

Not this way. Heading for the portal.

The identity of the renegade soon disappeared near the portal.

This guy's really pissed off.

The renegade crosses over to the 61st floor by himself.

Maybe you want to ask the inspiration or the grandmother about her name.

Doesn't matter.

She's not even a child.

* * *

“Dad, why isn't Uncle coming? ”

The alter ego hasn't returned in three weeks.