Possessed in a Thousand Novels - Possessed in a Thousand Novels chapter 54

8. Zombie and Immortal(4)

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-Experiment Siwoo: But isn’t that a little strange?

-Jusul Siwoo: What is it?

-Experiment Siwoo: No, the world is different. How does witchcraft come from that world?

-Juju Siwoo: You’ve already proven that this ability can be used in the same way in other worlds. Both prowess and magic

-Experiment Siwoo: No, that’s not it. How can the magic of your world come out of that novel?

-Experiment Siwoo: The original work is a zombie apocalypse film, so there is no way they would have suddenly created a backstory that witchcraft was the cause.

-Experiment Siwoo: Even if it was made that way, the spell settings are the same, even the letters are the same? Doesn’t make sense

-Experiment Siwoo: I remember it wasn’t even the same author.

-Jusul Siwoo: Hmm… So what is it? Is it plagiarism?

-Experiment Siwoo: It’s not directly in the work, so there’s no reason to plagiarize the background story. I don’t think that’s the case

-Jusul Siwoo: Then what is it really… ?

-Shaolin Siu: I think I know that.

-Romasio: What do you know about Dingjung?

-Shaolin Siwoo: If it’s before Jesus was born, shut up.

-Romasio: …

-Romasio: Just wait and see, as soon as the real Jesus is born, I will screw up all the religious people in this room.

-Shaolin Siu: Yes, he was betrayed by his master Yuda.

-Romasio: Ah;; Spovanzom

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-Shaolin Siu: Anyway, about witchcraft.

-Shaolin Siu: Do you remember how I said before that historical research in this world is a mess?

-Experiment Siwoo: ㅇㅇ I remember. He said he was a Shaolin monk and couldn’t even eat meat.

-Shaolin Siu: I remember exactly. There are a lot of things in this world where historical research is messed up like that.

-Shaolin Siu: The author didn’t give a reason for this setting. Of course, I am writing this because I think it will be like that in real life.

-Shaolin Siu: But the problem is that that world has become reality.

-Zombie Siwoo: Ah, I have a rough idea of what you mean.

-Zombie Siu: Even in zombie apocalypse films, the causes of zombies are usually not established in detail. Usually, they just gloss it over and say it’s a supernatural phenomenon or an unknown virus.

-Zombie Siwoo: But that doesn’t mean zombies can appear without a cause in reality…

-Shaolin Siu: That’s right. In the process of turning a novel into reality, the world seemed to give its own probability to such a ‘setting without a cause’.

-Akashiu: Oh, I agree with that. Such as creating characters that were not mentioned in the original work, or having characters that were in the same class as kindergarten students. It seemed like everything was adjusted to make the character’s personality exactly like the original.

-Shaolin Siu: That’s right. So in my world, history has changed quite a bit in order to force the destruction of historical facts…

-Shaolin Siu: Maybe witchcraft appeared in the world of Zombie Siu because of that.

-Experiment Siwoo: Isn’t that a bit strange too?

-Shaolin Siu: ?

-Experiment Siwoo: Even so, they create new characters and change history to match the probability.

-Experiment Siwoo: Does it make sense to copy the setting of another novel? That isIs it possible?

-Jusul Siwoo: … It might be possible

-Juju Siwoo: If all the thousand worlds actually belong under one larger world.

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The state government building that Siwoo was trying to search was already empty.

The reason was also the time delay. How long did it take for news of the letters found at the state government building to reach Bruce? Negotiation time wasted to save the armored vehicle. And the time it took to get to the government building. That was enough time for someone else to take all the clues.

Of course, unlike Siwoo, others might not have been able to recognize the letters, but there were quite a few people who visited the government building just because the unrecognizable letters came from the state government building. Because America was a country of conspiracy theories.

Otherwise, the data could have been destroyed intentionally. In the end, as long as there was some kind of organization using zombie magic behind the scenes, they could try to destroy evidence at any time, so two weeks were a lot of time.

A situation that was fully expected. Therefore, Siwoo walked around the empty building without being disturbed. Raina’s despondent eyes took on a different look at that sight.

“Do you think you know something?”

“Hmm, I’m just going to raise my power and take a look… I don’t know yet. “I think I need a little more time.”

Siwoo continued to search the building while waiting for a response from Jusul Siwoo, who was watching this scene in real time.

It was thanks to a recently discovered video upload mechanism that Jusul Siwoo was able to share Siwoo’s vision in real time. If you keep uploading what you are currently watching to the chat room, the video will be updated endlessly and you can watch it like a live broadcast.

Through this, Si-Woo’s role was to find traces of witchcraft that Si-Woo could have overlooked without knowing.

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Jusul Siu: I found it.

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“Oh.”

Siwoo’s light elasticity.

Raina, who continued to look at Siwoo, responded.

“Did you find something?”

“Roughly. “Let’s go down to the basement first.”

“There’s no such thing as a basement here, banana.”

Bruce, who was crouching down, lightly scolded me. Bruce’s reaction was natural. None of the doors had already been opened using various door breaching tools, and there was no path leading to the basement.

Even if there really was an underground area, there was no means of access.

That said, in general, this is the case.

“Summon, gnome.”

A person who does not belong to the general public, along with Si-woo’s words, a girl’s forearm-sized figure appeared on Si-woo’s palm.

An unrealistic sight that cannot be imagined in reality.

Bruce’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Siwoo, that, that, that…”

Bruce trembled and pointed at his gnome. He was so surprised that he stuttered and didn’t even call Siwoo a banana.

Seeing that reaction, Siwoo tilted his head for a moment and then exclaimed, “Ah.”

“Now that I think about it, I haven’t explained it to you yet.”

There was no time to talk in the first place. It was only last night that Bruce’s presence was confirmed, and today there was someone else in the driver’s seat the whole way, so I couldn’t talk about it.

＜BR＞ Siwoo explained the situation while gently stroking the head of the smiling gnome.

“This child is a supernatural… That I can use.” … Hmm, what should I say? Super-Powers of Superheroes? It’s one of the same things. “That’s why I came here.”

It was a bit embarrassing to compare oneself to a hero, but for Americans, there was no more intuitive explanation.

“It’s a superpower… Well, since there are zombies out there, it’s not new.”

Bruce nodded, easily convinced. Perhaps there is something strange about Siwoo’s survival that makes him so easy to admit.

It was definitely abnormal for him to never lose his cleanliness throughout his life. Even in normal times, you would have expected that there would be ‘something’.

Bruce shook his head to himself.

“Then the letters I showed you must be related to supernatural powers. “Then is the zombie outbreak also due to that kind of supernatural power?”

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“… That’s right.”

Siwoo looked at Bruce with surprising eyes.

He thought his mind worked well normally, but he never thought he would arrive at the truth so soon.

Seeing Siwoo’s eyes filled with slight surprise, Bruce asked awkwardly.

“Why?”

“No, I thought I was a bit smart.”

“Ha, even though it looks like this, I was once called a white-looking bastard.”

At the same time, a shadow appeared on Bruce’s smiling face.

A bastard like a white man. It wasn’t a very good name. This was especially true within the black community.

Couldn’t Bruce’s past have been the reason he didn’t go to college?

Siwoo, who had a vague idea of what he was talking about, gestured to the gnome without asking any further questions. He wants to explore the underground space.

While the gnome permeated the ground and searched for the hidden basement, Siu explained the whole story to Bruce in more detail.

Types of abilities that were glossed over as superpowers. What Siwoo can do. Even the identity of the letters and what Siwoo is suspicious of.

Bruce summed it all up in one sentence.

“So, you’re saying that bastards like the Illuminati have made the world like this and are hiding out?”

“Well, maybe so. If it were shaman magic that could even change the laws of the world, it would usually have been done by practicing it simultaneously in various parts of the world.”

This was one of the hypotheses raised by Jusul Siu. In the modern world, real-time communication is easy, so wouldn’t it be possible to have a synergistic effect if you use magic in multiple places at the same time?

Siwoo also strongly agreed with this hypothesis.

“So our mission is to chase after those guys and find clues to solve this zombie crisis.”

“Oh, f*ck, this is even cooler than I thought!”

Bruce rejoiced at Siu’s words in black English with a strong accent. As if he couldn’t control his joy, he constantly moved his body and gave silent cheers.

He deserved it. A world where zombies have covered the world. Tomorrow is darker than today, and the day after tomorrow is closer to destruction than tomorrow. A ray of hope has appeared in the turbid current flowing toward destruction.

Everything can be returned to the way it was. The hope of rebuilding that brilliant civilization that is now only a distant memory.

So, in this world, Siwoo’s familyThe height was so high that it could not be approached. Much more than Siu’s own awareness.

Siwoo vaguely realized this, but asked lightly without showing the burden that was weighing on him.

“What were you thinking?”

“No, at most I thought about robbing the bunker of people like the governor or occupying it and sitting there. I never imagined it would be like this. I thought the letters were some kind of Oriental letter or something. Oh my god. Super powers…”

Bruce, whose excitement did not subside, poured out his words rapidly, as if rapping. The more Bruce reacted, the more Siwoo’s stomach sank.

Siwoo suddenly wanted to sigh.

Even though it wasn’t a weight he could lift with a sigh.

“So the enemies also use supernatural powers? “How should I fight?”

“Are you okay. Looking at the clues so far, the level of enemies is not very high. Well, in the end, if you get a hole in your head, you all die the same, right?”

Siwoo then tapped the pistol on his waist. Then Bruce smiled as if he liked it.

“Rather than that, the problem is solving the zombie crisis. Even if you know the true nature of witchcraft, in order to destroy it… Hmm?”

“What’s the matter?”

“Oh, I heard a gnome found the basement.”

Siwoo shared the spirit’s vision and looked into the basement.

As expected, many clues remained in the basement. In addition to various materials related to witchcraft, traces of witchcraft remained much darker than what Siwoo had just found.

However, there was a big problem.

“… “There’s no secret passage?”

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Shaman Siu: It must have been hidden using magical means. Spirits can only see spiritual flows, and cannot see through all magic, so they seem invisible.

Jusul Siu: Or they could have made it possible to enter only through witchcraft.

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“Then it’s a bit of a pain…”

Siwoo clicked his tongue and moved his spirit. He intended to explore the basement further.

The basement was quite spacious. The stairs were divided into several levels, and traces of human habitation were also visible. At first glance, it was a place that was put a lot of effort into it.

Siwoo moved the spirit in a state of invisibility towards the bookshelf. Most of the books lined up on the shelves were about witchcraft, and some of them were written in English, so Si-woo could read them.

When Siwoo removed the spirit’s invisibility and tried to pull out one of the books, a rattling sound was heard.

-Hey!

The startled gnome turned his head. But the hideout was still quiet. I didn’t feel like I was popular at all.

The gnome looked at it for a moment, then sighed in relief and turned his head again. And according to Siwoo’s orders-

It rattled.

It rattled. It rattled. Kwaang-

‘… !!!’

The moment I thought I saw a man beyond the open door. The man was already close to the gnome.

The distorted face of a man approaching. Stink. Siwoo urgently reverse-summoned the gnome. The spirit’s vision darkened as his hand, filled with a spell unknown to Si-woo, scratched the air.

Siwoo recalled the movements of the man he last saw. He does what he has to do.

There was no option to avoid it.

… It seemed like it would be a tough fight.