Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 418



Only Noblemtl

Eldorado (10)

Alan held the unconscious and limp Goldeye in one hand and announced via the communal radio that he had captured him. As soon as the news was delivered, the entire security office surrendered.

The chief of security was the same. He put his sword in his waistband and moved as far away from Allen as possible, as if he had no intention of fighting.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Resist to the end.”

“Our contracting party is the Eldorado Bank, not the Chairman. It feels like we are loyal to the country, not the Emperor. Do you understand?”

“···.”

“Your eyes are scary. Are you thinking of something that would make you think of a mad warlock?”

That’s how the civil war ended. There was no intention of destroying everything and taking El Dorado. The main character of the fight was Goldberg, not Alan.

Goldberg arrived at the ruins of what had been a villa. He looked at the golden crown with complicated eyes and then turned his head away.

“Consider it as extra compensation and take it for yourself. It’s so ugly.”

“thank you.”

I was planning to get the crown even if it meant giving up other rewards, but Goldberg’s concession saved me the trouble.

Goldberg called his clan. Split screens appeared, each occupied by a conscious clan member. Even though it was early in the morning, every seat was occupied.

“The fight is over.”

[You won? How?]

[I feel sorry for your brother. Cheer up.]

[What about that? That’s the one Goldeye used on us.]

Even though they were ruled, all sorts of voices poured out as if their memories still remained. Goldberg raised his hand to calm his blood relatives and spoke firmly.

“That horrible thing was destroyed.”

[Thank goodness. I really believe that’s what happened.]

[No, why are you destroying it on your own? It is a treasure that should be used for our bloodline.]

Opinions were divided. It was not wrong to say that both the pursuit of safety and power were part of human nature.

Goldberg muted his communication for a moment and whispered softly to Alan.

“If you have any blood relatives who are greedy for you, tell them I told you to and do whatever you want with them.”

“You announced that it was broken.”

“That’s why I added the clue ‘maybe’.”

Goldberg resumed the meeting, and Alan carefully touched the chest containing the crown in the corner. His heart beat faster than it had during battle, thinking about studying the value and power of the treasure of El Dorado.

Zion, who was standing next to Allen and touching the rune suit, said.

“Oh, the junior is reacting too.”

“What is your reaction?”

“Of course, my heart would flutter if a beauty like me were to caress it.”

Allan was now concentrating on the golden crown. Taylor was comforting Zion.

“It was good that you made such an unusual remark, but the other person was bad. You need to work harder.”

“···.”

This time, the little boy came to his senses and clung to her. He looked at Alan with his black, yet shining eyes, and tapped the locker with his forepaw.

“no.”

Kyureuk···.

“I said no.”

Kkk!

He was upset, but didn’t go far. He crawled over and rested his head on Alan’s thigh, and after a while he let out a snoring sound.

Nicola approached, taking off his helmet. It was all over, so there was no need to pretend to be an automaton.

“I’ve been feeling suffocated for so long, but now I can live a little. What’s that tightrope thing?”

“It’s not a joke.”

“It looks like a diving suit because it’s wide, but isn’t it the same thing?”

“It’s a rune suit. It changes the runes on the surface in real time to help you respond to all kinds of situations. It was made using the scraps of the final battle weapon left over from the creation of the Titan.”

Alan thrust his leg forward. The runes running along his shin changed to [Strength], [Speed], and [Harden].

“Runes need to be drawn with concentration and care to be effective. Can you just change them like this?”

“yes.”

Nicola immediately agreed. The person he was talking to was not an ordinary magic engineer, but Alan, who could create magical effects using only runes.

“How about that?”

He pointed to the storage box that Alan was holding with his spine staff. As a wizard, he was much more curious about strange objects than his colleagues.

“I don’t know yet. Goldeye mentioned qualifications, but I think I lack them.”

“Is this a treasure that traces your bloodline? Hey, look over there.”

“I’m watching.”

Nicola pointed to where Goldberg was. Alan’s eyes were fixed on the locker, but his field of vision was much wider, so he observed what was happening there from the beginning.

Goldberg did not wake Goldeye. He gestured and an operating table was created in the middle of the burnt ruins. Those in white gowns laid Goldeye on the table.

When the doctor pressed the button on the square box, a bluish hemispherical area appeared. In addition, the temperature and humidity were adjusted, and sterilization was completed to complete the makeshift operating room.

The assistant held the machine against Goldeye’s hair. The thick golden hair was cut off in clumps. The head quickly became bald.

The doctor pulled out a surgical knife and placed the blade, covered in blue energy, directly on his head. The sound of meat being cut and hard objects breaking echoed through the operating room for a while.

Goldberg made Goldeye into a brain doll. He made it in the form of a quadruped animal rather than a human, in order to humiliate him.

“Wake up.”

“All right.”

As the doctor activated the brain doll, Goldeye flinched slightly. He woke up completely and examined his body with the camera eye. After a while, both his body and voice began to tremble violently.

“You bastard! How dare you approach me…”

“Shut your mouth.”

Goldberg commanded silence and pointed his finger at the animal cage. Goldeye crawled away on all fours.

The sun rose. Goldberg looked at the brightening surroundings and the sea with mixed eyes, and then he felt Alan’s presence.

“What’s going on?”

“Can I take care of it?”

Goldberg turned his head to follow Allen’s finger.

“Are you talking about surgical instruments?”

“No, it’s Goldeye’s corpse.”

“···.”

“Are you thinking of creating a clone to open a vault that needs genetic information, or to take over the Bank of El Dorado?”

“I’m not interested in that kind of thing.”

“I’m joking. Do whatever you want with the body.”

It was originally planned to be burned, so it was okay to give it to him. Goldberg stood on the cliff and continued to look at the water sparkling in the sunlight, while the surrendered chief of security guarded behind him. His men cleaned up the ruins.

Taylor frowned.

“Can you believe that?”

“I guess it’s okay since it’s tradition.”

Alan and his colleagues rode the air vehicle that the box had taken out and headed to the hyperloop train station. As it was an unregistered vehicle, they were fined as soon as they entered the city area, but Alan didn’t care because the crown investigation came first.

*

In the basement of the warehouse, Nicola handed Alan a syringe filled with clear liquid.

“Are you really going to do it?”

“I have to.”

“So what Goldeye was talking about is the bloodline of the El Dorado dwarves?”

“yes.”

“If I apply the method used in the modification procedure, will I become qualified as well?”

“With a high probability.”

“I don’t know. Honestly, even now that I look at it, I still can’t figure out what’s going on. How can one person contain the genetic information of multiple creatures?”

The world studied the pieces of Katan’s body but failed to solve the mystery contained within them. So it was natural that Nicola did not know. In fact, Alan did not know either, and simply used the method that Katan had taught him.

“The average person doesn’t know all the principles of brain expansion devices and use them.”

“That’s right. Chimera, start quickly.”

“It’s not a chimera.”

Chimeras are simply grafted together different creatures. If you cut off the heads of a lion and a goat, and the tail of a snake, you will see that their genetic traits are all different.

But in Alan’s case, all of his genetic traits were mixed up. And yet, he retained his original form. If that isn’t a mystery, then what is?

Alan injected the clear liquid from Goldeye’s melted heart into his arm. His senses became so keen that he could feel the liquid flowing through his veins. As it permeated every cell, the feeling completely disappeared.

“Are you done?”

“wait a minute.”

Alan took a deep breath. While waiting for the settling down, he held the little boy who was aiming for the locker in his arms. The scales that were soft only to Alan clung to his skin.

“i envy you.”

“What is it?”

“I want to touch its soft scales too, but when I try to touch them, they become sharp like blades.”

“If you give her an expensive magic stone, she’ll probably stay still for a while.”

“No. I have pride so I don’t want to do that.”

Alan and Nicola spent an hour discussing magic before putting the sleeping child down and taking the crown out of its case.

He put it on his head as is. Since Alan and Goldeye’s heads were different sizes, the crown came down to their necks.

“There’s no resizing function. It’s more likely that it was made for one person rather than a treasure to be passed down from generation to generation.”

“yes.”

“You don’t feel anything?”

“Not yet···.”

Alan put his index finger to his lips, watching Nicola close her mouth as he concentrated.

[□□□···.]

I heard a whisper, so faint and quiet that I couldn’t understand what it meant.

‘Has the body fluid been absorbed less?’

As Alan turned his magic around, his voice became clearer than before.

[□yeong□ni□.]

After a few more turns, the voice was audible.

[welcome.]

“Who are you?”

[Confirming the transfer of ownership and reviewing whether it is a suitable target. ······.]

As Alan remained silent, Nicola asked with her eyes what was happening.

“The artificial intelligence embedded in the crown spoke to me.”

“what?”

“I’m checking to see if it’s a suitable target.”

The crown spoke again.

[Check slave class, appropriate functions are provided.]

Alan pondered what it meant and then relayed it to Nicola.

“They call me a slave.”

“You? No, you’re talking to the dwarves.”

“To be exact, he would be Mr. Goldberg’s blood relative.”

“Does this mean they are descendants of the ancient civilization El Dorado?”

“If you consider slaves as descendants.”

“No, but rather how did you survive? Or did you wake up after being frozen in a secret space?”

Alan described the ruins he had seen in the White Mountains, filled with hibernation capsules and evidence of massacre and arson.

“If what you say is true, then that means that the survivors of the ancient civilization survived in that way. They must be sleeping somewhere even now, right?”

“I hope so.”

“What the hell is that arsonist doing?”

“I don’t know. Oh, there was no tailbone.”

“Tailbone? I don’t know about that.”

Nicola asked what function the crown had, and Alan demonstrated it directly on his body. Nicola, who was hit by the crown’s mental wave, stood up and performed the military ceremony.

“stop!”

As expected from Depth 5, Nicola quickly shook off the domination and regained control of his body.

“How is it? It’s the power to command slaves. I guess they treat everyone who isn’t part of El Dorado as a slave.”

“Goldeye was a slave overseer, is that what you’re saying?”

“The crown gave it that role. It completely dominates up to depth 4.”

“It’s a vicious thing. When I was just under your control, if you had ordered me to kill myself, there would have been no answer.”

The majority of people walking the surface are at depth 4 or lower, meaning that he can virtually rule over everyone.

While I was thinking about how to use it, the crown suddenly spoke to me.

[Check slave class, appropriate functions are provided. Check commoner class, appropriate functions are provided. Noble class···, ░░░░.]

Suddenly, an unpleasant noise was emitted as if some kind of error had occurred. The crown screamed wildly and then a screen appeared in front of Alan’s eyes.

A splendid city shining in gold was visible. Although its form was different, its level of civilization was far superior to today’s. Pyramids placed throughout the city shot golden pillars into the sky.

“What is that?”

“It looks like a magic fusion reactor. Instead of installing magic lines, it supplies magic to the entire city like that.”

Suddenly the sky darkened. No, the entire world was enveloped in darkness. Only the city remained, glowing faintly like a single candle.

Thud!

There was a strange sound. Alan realized that part of the city had disappeared.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Every time that sound was heard, the city would disappear. It was as if something was tearing through the city.

It gradually approached the original owner of the crown, the person who had filmed the video. However, before it could be swallowed up, the entire area was teleported. And then the video cut off.

Alan and Nicola looked at each other’s faces.

“Is that the destruction that Antarctica just mentioned?”

“Maybe.”