The Tutorial Is Too Hard

“War?”

Vaccine and Pantheon War.

Is that how the two groups were divided in the first place?

It seems to control the gods with a system, but I've heard that vaccines and other gods belong to the Temple of the Worlds, which are specifically categorized as being managed.

But is it possible to have a war between the two forces under the vaccine?

I don't think it makes sense to see the purpose of building a vaccine.

[Possible. This is also one of the drawbacks of the system. It is possible to reverse some of the system's constraints through a majority vote.]

Clearly, the gods of the vaccine have ignored the constraints of the system for a short time.

But it was mostly about intervention with the challengers in the tutorial.

I have never heard of any other work, such as voting on influencing other gods in a vaccine rather than being a challenger.

Oh, there was one time.

It was only when the penitent god, who had given me a piece of the source, was disciplined.

Kirikiri explained that the relationship between the gods of the vaccine is not good and that it is difficult to agree with each other by nature.

I didn't think those vaccine gods would vote for war.

[The Adventure God Faction is actively engaged. I don't know what's gonna happen yet.]

The god of hope also stopped the conversation, saying that he would like to participate a little more deeply in the vote.

The incarnate inside the vaccine seemed to be intervening at the voting site.

The God of Adventure Faction is advancing.

This means that the mainstream members of the vaccine are leading the charge.

The vaccine was said to be divided into factions, but it was very clear where the alcohol was.

Vaccines were born in the process of preventing centralization of the universe caused by the slower gods.

And that winner would be the God of Adventure on the other side of the God of Slowness.

As a result, centralization of the universe has not been achieved to date, and most gods, including slower gods, are included in vaccines and full-blown wars.

So we can expect that the surviving gods, even those with influence so far, will have the upper hand over the adventure gods.

The god of order I saw in the realm of the perforated god.

And the sub-god, the sage, who was used as a tool to guide me there.

The two seemed to be related in some way to the war being discussed through voting.

* * *

“I'm not crying anymore. ”

Lee Yeon-hee glanced at me instead of eating soup.

It was a dazzling mix of shame and a little grumbling and heenan.

“Do you think I cry when I eat something? ”

Lee Yeon-hee asked sharply.

I felt strange.

It was the same conversation as before.

The opponent wasn't Lee Yeon-hee, and the opposite was true.

I showed my hands that I knew, and Yeon-hee focused on soup again.

However, Lee Yeon-hee tasted delicious whenever she brought me soup.

Emotions that seemed confusing became somewhat stable.

There was nothing wrong with the conversation.

It was a fast recovery rate.

I know it looks similar, but it was a really fast recovery rate.

I expected to live like a half-lung for a long time.

Lee Yeon-hee's recovery could be seen just by looking around.

The landscape on the 60th floor changed a lot.

It was because of Yeon-hee's remodeling.

Lee Yeon-hee was redecorating the appearance of the 60th floor.

Reorganize the streets, deploy the sculptures.

It was like playing a city-management game, managing the 60th floor where no one lives.

Not bad.

This kind of hobby helps in many ways.

I can do it without thinking because it is part of simple labor.

It was really good to focus on something while emptying my mind as part of it.

And in the meantime, they asked for creativity.

Reflect on your own taste and reflect on it.

It definitely helps to establish self.

I had a similar hobby once.

Hororong?

The god of silence asked.

Blink and come in.

Why are you so obsessed with other people's black history?

[The scarf is also famous in the vaccine temple. There was also a discussion about whether you were right or wrong for a long time. The god of dedication must still remember both the color and the grain of that scarf.]

Shit. Shit.

I can't believe those guys were watching my black history like that.

It gave me goosebumps.

For Hororong, I was sorry, too.

He meant more to me than he did to Walson.

But I wanted to protect my dignity as a human being.

We should build her a shrine later.

“Is the vote over? ”

[Not yet. But the strand is almost caught. Wait a little longer.]

Suddenly, I spoke out with my mouth, and Lee Yeon-hee who was eating soup quietly looked at me again, wanting to call her.

I woke up to Lee Yeon-hee, leaving her to finish eating.

* * *

[There seems to be a real war going on.]

The god of hope said so.

It was the sound of trouble.

Surprisingly.

I thought the gods of hope would gladly embrace war.

[Most of the gods, other than the God of Adventure Faction, have fallen over. After being tied down in the constraints for a long time, few support the war just because it is an external activity.]

He's as excited as he was when he heard the military award vacation.

I understand.

[The god of slowness is silent as always, and the god of commitment is supportive somehow. The perforated god has not been able to comment properly because of his recent work.]

The god of hope explained the status of the vaccine gods one by one.

There was one missing god.

“What about the God of Light? ”

The god of hope did not immediately answer, but shook his tongue as if there was no answer.

[… glowing.]

Well, that's...

Must be shining in some serious way.

[The name of the war is that several Almighty gods in Tadados, the realm of the god of death, tweaked and interrupted the practice of the god of death.]

Yes, I did.

I knew that the vaccine gods were bound to drugs, so I was under attack by other gods.

It was the same thing that the finishers attacked Earth.

I went to the 61st floor and looked for inspiration lying deep inside the volcano.

I came back into the tutorial today to check on the status of my inspiration.

“Inspiration.”

I slowly remembered the body of inspiration that was locked under the lava.

The body of the inspiration rose beyond the height of my eyes to a position where I could only make eye contact if I held my head high.

That's just sitting up from where I was lying.

It was a size I couldn't adapt to after seeing it again.

[What brings you here, king?]

“Just here to see how the inspiration's doing. ”

The inspiration shows a sudden death of grass after attempting an attack on the god of order.

Not only was he a little upset, but he seemed to be under a lot of mental pressure.

“My grandmother was worried a lot. ”

The inspiration nods quietly.

Usually, I would yell at my grandmother, smiling loudly and worrying about the stars.

Somehow, it looked a little light.

I feel like my close neighbourhood brother is sick.

[I'm fine. It's just...]

The voice of inspiration was still heard without energy.

The god of order introduced himself as the system itself.

For me, too, but for inspiration and giants, I was a foe to be overcome, and I was the culprit who convinced them.

It should be enough to realize that you tried to attack a god of such order, but ultimately had to resign from the Empire without doing any harm.

Above all…….

“Inspiration?”

I had one question about organizing my thoughts by myself.

What did inspiration feel in front of the God of Order's abnormal ability?

“I'm just saying. ”

[Correct.]

The inspiration confessed before I even started the eulogy.

In that short answer, I felt strong frustration and depression.

[I lost faith. We can beat that monster. Can we make our dreams come true?]

Then I could understand the peculiar state of inspiration.

It was not the peculiar power of the god of order.

I'm just really mentally frustrated.

To weaken the sacred spirit of inspiration.

Belief that you will win in the end.

That was all we had.

I stood up with that belief, and I was able to come here.

On the contrary, without that belief, we would be trapped here helplessly.

The inspiration apologized to me.

I didn't accept that apology.

I was upset. I was angry.

For the past decade.

Together with all the stagnant times, we have had time that we cannot even fathom ourselves.

However, when I looked at the god of order for a moment, I felt frustrated that I had lost my faith enough to weaken the sacred.

[I'm sorry, king.]

The inspiration apologized again.

I received an apology with a crooked look on my face.

Inspiration was my colleague, my servant, my apostle, but also my family.

“It's okay.”

So I could say.

“You can reclaim your lost faith. ”

[… yes. I'm going to wake up soon. Breaking through walls that seem impossible to cross. That was our job. Wait, my king. I'll follow you soon.]

That's what inspiration said.

I calmed him down with the word "rest enough," and came out on the 61st floor.

The will of inspiration was conveyed.

Despite having faced such a formidable foe as to be frustrated, he was also eager to leap someday.

But it was skeptical.

Inspiration lost faith.

As strong as the belief of inspiration that I had before was to reconcile to holiness.

The power of the god who broke his faith must have also been strongly imprinted.

You cannot regain your faith just by being true.

You cannot be sure if you can have the wind to bring it down victoriously.

Confidence is not something that can be obtained that way.

I split my teeth.

I could see the frustration the inspiration would face and the helplessness I would have felt in front of him.

I was able to understand the feeling of inspiration that I once again faced and the wall that we blocked.

It was harsh to want inspiration to overcome everything on its own.

I'll show you.

We can finally win this thing.

Walking with me is the path to victory.

You stand in front of a portal heading back to the 60th floor.

You hear a faint voice.

[Come to me, challenger.]

Without any notice, it was a strange voice that felt like something inorganic.

God of order.

Were you influencing me on the doorstep of my shrine?

The tutorial itself belongs to the God of Order in the first place. It was no wonder that it was part of the God of Order itself.

Of course, that was separate from the unpleasantness I felt.

I was able to guess the purpose of the war that the God of Adventure was trying to wage.

Weakening of the system.

If the system that encompasses both the vaccine and the Pantheon is part of the divine order,

The god of order is weakened only by its essence being uncovered and rendered meaningless.

[Challenge Me.]

It didn't matter what the gods' complex interests were.

Whatever they're after.

It was the most important thing for me to achieve my goals.

I ignored the voice of the god of order.

He's on his way back to the 60th floor, where the god of hope speaks.

[The vote just ended. Soon there will be war.]

Results were faster than expected.

[Now I want to ask you what to do. Are you going to join the war? Perhaps they will contact you on both sides of the vaccine and the Pantheon.]

“I'm in. ”

[Which way?]

Of course he wins.

My choice is always made.

When I gave my answer to the god of hope, I asked again.

[Which way do you see it?]

“The one I chose. ”

I was sure.

Still.

I'm going to win.