The World of Masks

I kept my mouth shut. No one could fathom how to react in such a miserable situation. Look at each other and wait for someone else to say something. A faint hope of coming up with an idea to defeat this unfortunate situation. However, when I saw the face of a colleague who was gazing around with the same expectations as him, the mountain shattered.

“Let's start by anticipating the enemy's objectives? The so-called Enemy Victory Conditions. ”

Jinseok looks at Charles alternately.

“Do you have any expectations? Dear Ueron, dear Natia. ”

[Hmm.]

Ueron materialized his body for explanation.

The world has only one purpose. Self-exclusion. to become one with this world.]

[The series of actions that the enemy is doing now will not be wrong, even if they think it's all for him.]

Natia adds.

“Then it shouldn't be too hard to see the buildings being constructed for the United Nations. ”

[Yes.]

The gods and those who already hold gods, including the truth, know what they are. Nevertheless, the reminiscence of the story was for others to understand.

“What happens if the world unites? ”

[Shaking the essence of existence. There will be a great disaster in this world.]

“For example? ”

[Earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, bumps and setbacks on the continent, and almost every natural disaster you can think of.]

It is a disaster that can engrave human helplessness deeply in your bones. If that happens all at once.

“How much damage do you think it will do? ”

[No matter how few we catch, more than half of the living will surely die.]

It was the sentence of a merciless god. There were only a few differences even those who didn't know about it, but they felt their backs frozen.

“· · · · · · · We have to stop that somehow. ”

It would not be just one person who felt that the voice of authenticity was rougher than ever before. And others deeply agreed with the feeling of authenticity.

“Then, is the challenge stopping the construction? ”

[That would make sense.]

Others didn't seem to disagree with it either.

That's how the meeting ended. I don't know how I'm going to end this war with Earth's victory, but what I need to do now is decide.

Construction, stopping the construction of altars at all costs.

* * *

Jin was wearing a little tent by himself. Although it was also because of the prestige of Jeanie as the President of AMSS, she had to continue to be directive, such as to meet and instruct others (?) would be uncomfortable.

For that reason, I was still welcoming two guests.

Jinseok put a warm coffee on the dirty plastic table that would be in front of the convenience store, which he picked up nearby. It was just cheap milk coffee that was sold on the market in a white paper cup. But now even paper cups containing milk coffee are precious.

“I picked up a few when I left the headquarters. This is the last one.”

Jinsuk winked playfully. He humorously surrendered to the miserable reality that the best conductor couldn't get even a cheap milk coffee.

“Ouch, what's all this? ”

Charles also received a coffee with a rowdy body movement in keeping with the prank of Jin. They were perfect for each other all the time.

In comparison, the pandemic bowed slightly once and received coffee.

The sweet aroma of mixed coffee tickled the tip of my nose. My nose fluttered automatically. I drooled to my throat.

Superpowers, especially those who hold God, have priority in the distribution of supplies. Things are better than other refugees like that. However, not only was it relatively better than refugees, but the 'God-bearers' were also in a bad situation.

'I wouldn't have looked at you if I was a little while ago.'

The basin looked at the coffee that was swirling with cloudy frim bubbles. I used to go to a cafe and drink Americano or pour beans straight out of my house. I never looked at this kind of coffee. But now, even this cheap coffee was hard to wait for.

The outbreak suddenly reminded me of my family. After the invasion of Seoul, those who were protected by the plague were living a little better than other refugees because of the plague in the refugee village. That's where it was.

“Drink and listen. ”

Jinseok opened his mouth to the two who took coffee so quietly that they felt godly as if they were praying to God.

“Have you noticed anything strange about this raid? ”

“What are the odds? ”

Charles asks, the pandemic is still awkward with the two of you, so you focus on not asking questions and listening.

“Why did they attack at this point? ”

“Well, I don't know what you're talking about. ”

When talking to Jinseok, Charles grumbled inside, often saying that he sometimes looks like such an idiot. But unlike Charles, Ueron seems to have a hunch.

[I see.]

“Do you know what I mean? ”

Charles feels a little left out in an incomprehensible cryptographic dialogue between authenticity and Ueron.

“That's a simple statement, Charles. The first time they showed up was 10 years ago. We didn't even know they existed until he was still awake. ”

There were no monsters, no undead, no portals. It was only about a decade ago, but it seemed like a very distant story.

“Then why didn't they come in at that time? ”

“Yes? You were in New Zealand then. ”

It was certainly 10 years ago when the people of New Zealand were massacred and the world's first occupied place on Earth was created. I still have nightmare-like memories.

“That's right. But it would have been a lot easier to take over the Earth if we'd launched a large-scale air raid like this. because we didn't really know anything at the time. ”

Then Charles could see what Jin was trying to say.

“Then why? ”

“There could be many possibilities. But here's what I think. It's not that we haven't launched a full-scale air raid right now, it's that we couldn't. that we would literally have to secure a small island called New Zealand as a beachhead, and we would have to spray monsters all over the continent to launch guerrilla wars so that we wouldn't have to project a large force into New Zealand. We didn't have that much power. ”

[So, they've been preparing for this for 10 years?]

“That's it. ”

Jinsuk empowered his grip. The blank sheet of paper cup was deformed helplessly in the hands of the stone.

“Then why did they attack 10 years ago? If you came prepared. ”

That's where Charles hung up. There was a hint in the word "jailbreak" and the word "10 years ago."

“I see. I wanted to secure the prison before the gods were resurrected. ”

[You're probably right. He knew when we were gonna regain consciousness.]

Ueron replenishes Charles' words.

“Here's what I want to say. ”

Three humans put two gods together in a tent of only five, but the truth killed their voices as if someone was eavesdropping.

“Up until 10 years ago, an enemy that could only take over New Zealand suddenly went on an air raid. It's very strange. because they were only defending their territory after they took over New Zealand. There was an Australian invasion, but it was a counterattack after the Allied forces had been trapped and suffered tremendous damage. They wouldn't be able to enter the continent openly. But now we have absolute power. There are two causes. ”

Jinsuk folded his two fingers one by one.

“First, an ambush using a portal. It was a painful blow to us who believed we could completely suppress the portal. But that wouldn't have pushed us this far. Yeah, except for the second cause. ”

Jinsuk narrowed his eyes.

“A modern weapon. ”

Others frowned. Suddenly, the modern weapons brought by the enemy were clearly fatal.

“I was completely beheaded. We changed our weapons systems to prepare the monsters. We took out unnecessary features and specialized them. But they may work on monsters and undead, but they can't seem to be more vulnerable at the moment when they take out modern weapons like ours. I can't help it. because we downgraded our weapons system. By comparison, their modern weapons are comparable to the finest weapons in the world. ”

I knocked the table with a slight grit to see if it wouldn't tolerate the anger. But I kept talking.

“So how did they get their modern weapon? ”

“I don't know. Maybe it's made in their own world? ”

Charles stammers a little under the harsh stance of truth and says his thoughts.

“Yes, I would have made it in their world. So where did you get that technology? ”

People finally knew what he wanted to say.

“Are you trying to tell me our technology's been hijacked? ”

“That's it. ”

Jin empowered his voice. However, unlike the heavy authentic reaction, Charles faced a bit of a setback.

“Haven't our weapons been looted much during the New Zealand War? In the case of my country, I took out all the hair flyers. ”

Charles hisses in his voice if he recalls that horrible and arrogant moment.

“In just 10 years? ”

But the rumor of authenticity stuns Charles. You roll your eyes back and forth, realizing how short your thoughts were. Ten years were too short to replicate the technology of advanced weapons.

“· · · · · · · That's right. Ten years is not enough. ”

[No, not 10 years.]

Ueron interrupts.

[Time flows differently from one another. That time should be about three times faster than this one.]

“That's 30 years. I'm guessing from the armor of the humans we saw in the first undead and Melbourne defenses in New Zealand, that the world didn't change that much until the gods left. But in 10 years on this side of the world, in 30 years on that side of the world, you make the best weapons? All the Air Force? I insist. Impossible. ”

And Jinsuk added a single word.

“Unless there's someone on our side who can leak technology. ”

Silence lies within the tent. Charles and the Monolith were both shocked by what Jin said.

“So · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Charles barely opens his mouth.

“A traitor could be · · · · · · · · ·? ”

“I won't deny it. ”