Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 366



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53rd floor (1)

Alan played with the little boy with his fingers and checked the next plan. He was being particularly persistent today, perhaps because he hadn’t been taken to the restricted area.

While analyzing the texture of the strange scales, which were hard yet soft, Shiva sat Taylor down on the sofa and started to fuss.

“Brother Allen flicked the card, and a troop of automatons emerged from it and pounded the monsters…”

“You were the only one having fun. Stop explaining and play back your memories.”

Shiva tapped his forehead and adjusted his brain expansion device. Memories of that time came to mind like holograms through his eyes.

“It’s a first-person perspective, so it feels real, but it’s somehow cramped.”

Alan, who had been listening, intervened in Shiva’s video. The flat screen widened and formed a dome around the sofa. The little boy couldn’t stand it any longer and bit his finger to get attention.

“This is your view, brother.”

“How many times more information can you take in?”

As expected of a magic user, I was immersed in the angle of view itself rather than the realistic images. When the sound burst out in the image, I started watching again.

Taylor clapped her hands, munching on popcorn she had brought from somewhere.

“That thing, I can tell who the original is just by looking at its movements. The one who fights smartly is me, and the ignorant big guy is Professor Orc.”

“Brother, there’s a strange modifier attached to it…”

“Inma, just move on.”

The fighting styles were so similar that it was hard to get them mixed up. Taylor walked around the dome, looking at the monsters and the holy order, and asked Allen.

“Alan, there are no wizards.”

“Because I’m not satisfied with the level of production.”

Taylor smiled as he watched Nicola, who was tired from staying up all night studying.

“Did you hear? Your magic sucks.”

“Sir, I can hear you clearly, so why would you be fooled by me distorting it? Thinking about it, my pride is hurt. Hey, aren’t you going to make my own automaton?”

“Please give me a little of your soul…”

“No way! As long as I’m alive, that’s absolutely not allowed! But that doesn’t mean I can die, so just let me become a Buddha.”

Nicola was terrified and gave Alan a firm warning.

“hmm···.”

“What, why are you answering so nervously? Are you trying to sneak a peek? You evil, cruel, crazy engineer! Answer me quickly!”

As the voices grew louder, Shiva’s calm voice cut through the chaos.

“Brother, Frey wants to contact you.”

“Okay.”

“I would like to express my gratitude, so let’s talk for a moment.”

“···.”

When Alan didn’t make a clear refusal, Shiva connected the call. It wasn’t a regular call, it was a video call.

Frey’s face was seen running around in the park, which was an affiliated facility of Sarang Hospital. The pterosaur automaton that Alan had created also appeared at the edge of the screen.

[Thank you, Dinosaur Brother. I’m out of breath!]

Although his red cheeks and ragged breathing were noticeable, it was a huge improvement from before when he had difficulty walking.

Frey’s magical powers were weaker than Alan’s, so he could live a normal life until he was 30 if he focused on meditation.

At that moment, a nurse chasing after him was caught on screen. All the nurses at Sarang Hospital belong to the same religious group, so they quickly caught at least one child.

[Dinosaur Brother! See you next time!]

“Okay. Don’t die.”

The call ended simply. Shiva asked, gently scratching the corner of his eye.

“Brother, is that right? Now, you’re telling a five-year-old not to die….”

“Hard Magic is smart, so it would have understood well.”

Alan’s gaze dropped. The boy bit his finger and pulled it back and forth, perhaps not liking the short conversation. Taylor laughed as he watched.

“Hey, are you jealous right now? Come here so I can play with you.”

Kkk!

Taylor cautiously reached out, but the boy reacted coldly. When he tried to touch it, however, the boy summoned a lightning bolt the size of his finger and struck the back of his hand.

“Who did you take after to be so prickly? If you keep doing this, you’ll get so angry that you’ll drop a meteor on me.”

Alan decided to take drastic measures against the distracting little boy. He grabbed him, held him in his arms, and gently rubbed his belly with his fingers.

Kyurrrrrr···

The head of the little boy who had been struggling snapped back. Alan put the boy into his chest and closed his eyes.

‘A shining tower with 53 floors…’

The next target was the tower mentioned by the disciple whose name had disappeared. If it had been the land of dinosaurs, I would have just pushed down, but that was absolutely impossible on the red land.

Labyrinth explorers die the most when they become confident in their own skills. This is because, unlike on the surface, the monsters in the labyrinth become stronger with each floor. However, it is not the case that a depth of 6 can only explore mazes or caves.

‘It’s a really ambiguous problem.’

If it were the 51st floor, I would have poured all my resources into exploring, but unfortunately the destination is the 53rd floor.

‘It’s been 25 years since he died, so it’s quite possible that someone has visited.’

But Alan’s obsession with knowledge took hold, and he began to look for explorers to join him on his quest.

‘It should be 6 in depth. Saranto?’

Although we worked together, the Dragon Cult was a group with dark intentions that were no less than those of the Collectors. If possible, I wanted to choose someone without any suspicious stains.

Breaker and Eselma Tower are also excluded. I didn’t know what kind of demands they would make if I asked for it for no reason.

Zion had been with him for a long time, and to be honest, he had no intention of being a spy. Even the reports had been written by Alan recently.

Nicola would have known who to stick with to get the most out of his mysteries. There must have been some cold calculation behind his act of emptying all the competition points and using the warehouse. Otherwise, it means that he is innocent, unlike a wizard.

‘No? Ah···.’

One person came to mind, a 100-year-old elf wizard and a depth 6 expert who leads a small group called Mistletoe. Sophia was also passionate enough to challenge depth 7. To put it badly, it was greed.

Anyway, there was no noise or unpleasant rumors floating around her. That was the case even though she was over 100 years old, which meant that she was a trustworthy person.

Alan contacted Sophia right away, who happened to be staying on the ground.

[Red Earth? If you thought I was your bodyguard, you’re disappointed. If you called to tease me, I’ll say it was a success.]

[This is not a joke. Excuse me for a moment.]

Alan attacked Sophia’s mind through the connection of the magic signal. Sophia felt something from the pressure and laughed for a while.

[It was only a few years ago that I was at depth 4, but now I’m at depth 6? The world is so big and still so fun. I should have forced myself to sit in the disciple’s seat.]

[I am not a wizard.]

[To ordinary people, our very existence may seem like magic, so what does that matter?]

Alan said that the 53rd floor might hold secrets related to Catan, and Sophia quickly agreed.

Since I didn’t even know where the shining tower was and was going down to explore, I had to tell Sophia at least this much to lure her.

When I opened my eyes after finishing my promise, it was already night. The little dragon who could sleep for 25 hours a day was still in dreamland.

[News that the earth is actively moving… Undersea earthquakes occur frequently, so coastal cities are on emergency alert…]

The news was streaming from the TV that Taylor had apparently left on and forgotten about. He turned it off and took a moment to look at the moonlight streaming through the window.

As Alan was about to get up from his seat, he discovered Zion sneaking into the house like a burglar.

‘It’s only 1km, so I’ll be there soon.’

After leaving Frey’s sickroom, he continued to try to avoid her, so he hid his presence with runes and remained quiet.

A minute later, the window opened slightly and a shadow penetrated inside. I had always wondered why he went to the window, but now I figured that was how it was.

Alan called out to the burglar cat who was sneaking into the kitchen.

“senior.”

“I had a junior. I was busy.”

“Come sit here.”

Zion tried to evade, pretending not to hear, but a leopard emerged from the shadows and blocked his path. Its claws pierced Zion’s shadow, blocking his movement.

He came over to the sofa with a timid gait and plopped down on it, his eyes looking only at the opposite side of Alan.

“Did you do something wrong?”

“no.”

“Then why do you only look at the wall?”

Zion’s fingers twitched. He spun around on the sofa for a while before speaking softly.

“I don’t know···.”

“Because of the hostility towards excessive magic power?”

“huh···.”

That’s why Zion left Frey’s hospital room.

“I feel like I’m going to hit you if I keep watching.”

It may be a sweet deal for Zion, but it’s a fatal blow for Frey. If it were the old Zion, he could have been caught secretly, but after escaping from the mind control of the 50th floor, it’s different.

“I liked it better when my emotions were faint.”

“Why?”

“···.”

“You feel hostile towards me even after seeing me?”

Zion nodded his head very slightly.

“The worst thing is when emotions well up against my will.”

“Is it because of the magic training method?”

“I don’t know.”

Alan asked the question, but he had already come to his own conclusion. If there was a group that controlled knowledge, if they wanted to eliminate the over-magic, they would need hounds.

But when you see the world discovering labyrinths and developing day by day, the answer that the group has become meaningless comes naturally.

Then the question arises as to why the magical training method that Zion learned remains the same.

The magic training method is so precious that it can be said to be everything to a magic user, and it is a very sensitive guy. If you tighten the valve to catch a leaking drop of water, the other side will burst.

So, it was a very foolish thing to modify the training method for the sake of magical power that would only be confined to the hospital room or the laboratory.

Zion’s eyes were bulging in Alan’s eyes. He was lost in thought while talking. In any case, their eyes met.

“too bad.”

“I was wondering if there was a solution.”

“Still, it’s too much.”

“The best way is for the senior to raise his level and reform his cultivation method. If you just let your emotions build up, problems will arise, so I’ll hit you sometimes. While we’re on the subject, try poking me.”

“huh.”

Zion did not refuse. He drew his sword, charged it with Aura, and stabbed Allen in the power suit.

Taylor, who had been watching secretly, said to Nicola.

“I told you nothing would happen, right? I won, so give it back.”

“under···.”

Nicola handed over the magic stone pouch. This month was a sure loss. Taylor opened the pouch slightly and smiled. Then he watched the murder scene on a moonlit night.

“The sword goes all the way to the handle, but there’s not a single scratch on the power suit. If you look closely, it looks like something is waving.”

“Have you seen it? The tolerance is good.”

“Ask me to do it later and explain it quickly.”

“They’re experimenting with space gloves to help Breaker girls manage their stress.”

An attack has to make contact with the body to be useful. What if the actual distance is much longer than the apparent thickness by stacking up the space?

“The knife won’t even touch it.”

“you’re right.”

“By the way, it’s not a pretty sight to see on a moonlit night.”

The woman swings her sword, and the man quietly takes it. Taylor shakes his head.

*

Alan met Sophia on the 27th floor. After a brief greeting, they headed out into the sunset.

Sophia snorted as she watched Alan handle the Twilight Crystal.

“I wondered who the culprit was who ruined the inn business···.”

If you can avoid the snowstorm in the snowfield on the way to dusk, is there really a need to visit an inn?

“I am not.”

“My gut told me you were the one who was trying to fool me.”

Sophia’s face, now fully recovered, looked like that of a middle-aged lady, but her white hair remained.

“Are you going to challenge Depth 7 again?”

“I plan to take it slow this time.”

Sophia walked over the branches of the World Tree and introduced the elven party members. They were all quite old.

“The kids I met at the inn were my disciples, and the kids I brought this time are my disciples.”

They were a bit wrinkled for a child, but it was a natural scene for Sophia, who was over 100 years old.

“There are two depths of 6.”

“You have a really good feeling.”

“You have good eyesight. With four of us, we’ll be able to explore the 53rd floor with ease.”

“In my experience, that kind of talk is dangerous.”