Regression Is Too Much - Regression Is Too Muchchapter 278
278 – The Returner Advances (4)
As it turns out, the people summoned in the first tutorial had characteristics that were superior to those of regular players. The lows were much higher, and the highs were much higher… Literally the average was much better.
So that. The atmosphere of this tutorial was quite different from other tutorials.
“Dead? “Is it him?”
“Uh. “I was excited and ran to test my abilities, but when I looked later, I saw that only my arms were left.”
“Ugh… “
First of all, the number of people dying was extremely low. Unless you are a person who overdoes it due to his or her abilities or is unable to control his or her characteristics and dies. In most cases, no one died. To put it to the extreme, there is no one here who cannot protect their own body.
Is that also why?
“Hey, what are you doing there?”
“Don’t come closer.”
“… What’s the matter? Be sensitive.”
“If you don’t want to come, don’t come.”
“I guess you got a golden orb? Huh, indeed. Okay. “I’m going, I’m going.”
“… “
“… “
The first tutorials were dominated by an exclusive atmosphere. There were no allies here. There are only enemies and potential enemies. Americans are naturally wary of people with guns. As long as the characteristics are embedded in the body, everyone has a gun in their arms.
They didn’t need anyone’s help to survive. There was no need to join forces. In such a situation, the rules encouraged competition, and some players who were drunk on power even caused accidents. After the model-turned-woman was murdered by a police officer, no one trusted anyone else. No, she didn’t believe in common sense. Considering that this is a space where only 50 out of 201 people can survive, this may be natural.
“Goblin Shaman? Minotaur?”
“… It’s a pain in the ass.”
Meanwhile, Michael Jeter found his boss. The Goblin Shaman is sealing the Minotaur, and if you kill the Shaman to open her portal, the Minotaur will be released. It is a way for everyone to survive, but it is extremely dangerous.
‘Can’t I kill the shaman right now?’
‘Everyone escaped… ‘Do I really need to do that?’
‘If I can save everyone, I want to save them. But that monster… It looks too strong.’
Everyone bounced around on the abacus in their heads. The risk is too great for the public good. Rather, it seemed much easier for me to survive alone. If you think about the distance… About 10 people will be able to pass through the portal before the monster attacks.
However, the moment you do that, everyone else dies. This was the reason for my hesitation and inability to act hastily. Humans are more kind animals than we think. Of course, I don’t know if this will be the case even when the golden beads run out.
“Keruk… I have a plan… Okay… “
Around that time. The goblin shaman wanted to make a suggestion. It was a very, very sweet offer with poison inside. It was a proposal that seemed like it could save everyone if done well.
“No, I have a plan. You shut up.”
“… ?”
This is where Michael Jeter steps in.
“I will draw the monster’s attention, while you go through the portal.”
“… “What?”
“Are you willing to sacrifice now?”
“No? “I’m confident I’ll come out alive?”
“Look at how big that monster is. Hey Jeter. I know you’re amazing. The rumors are also unusual. But that’s unreasonable.”
“You can do it. “If it were me.”
The plan itself was identical to Choi Ji-won’s, but it was the result of Jeter’s self-confidence and pursuit of efficiency.
Joining forces meant having someone else get involved in the plan. It meant that the variables were increasing, and it also meant that there was a possibility of failure.
But what if Jeter is alone? Michael Jeter was not confident of failing. No, he was even calculating about beating the Minotaur. A sense of victory and responsibility swirls.
“I am a soldier. You are American citizens. It’s natural. Isn’t that right?”
“… “You.”
“If you really appreciate it, go back to reality and buy a box of donuts. “Can you tell me the address?”
“… Under. Even if you pass the tutorial, there is no guarantee that you can return to reality.”
“… That’s true.”
Jeter’s calculations say yes. He offered to make a sacrifice in return, but he was not stupid enough to refuse it.
“The Minotaur is mine.”
No, there was just one person.
“I can kill you. Jeter, don’t fool around.”
The beautiful woman who came forward swinging her spear was the woman who would later be called the ‘Emperor.’ Her height was slightly short, and she looked more like a girl than a woman. She had a unique elegance on her body that could not be looked upon lightly.
-Cow!
A woman shakes off her blonde hair, which is infinitely closer to white, and plunges her spear into the ground.
“I liked him. That’s how I decided. So, you should quickly escape beyond that portal.”
“… Hey. Miss. That’s inefficient. I tend to do it alone…”
“No, it’s my responsibility? “Why can’t I understand what’s being said?”
“… “
“… “
At that moment, the couple felt. The two are somewhat similar… They’re fundamentally different types. He’s the type of person you can never get close to or compromise with.
“Hey. Loser. “Everyone on the island is here, right?”
“Uh, uh, yes.”
The emperor asked the girl who was waiting about three steps behind him. After hearing her girl’s answer, she raised the corners of her mouth fiercely.
“Okay, then. Let’s go efficiently.”
-Phew!
Immediately, she pierced the goblin shaman’s neck with her spear.
“K… Eh… “
“Hey, you crazy bitch!”
“What are you doing!”
“Why don’t you run away quickly? “I don’t have time~”
The portal opens. The seal is released.
An emperor who lets out a loud laugh that is close to madness. Michael Jeter lunges, eyes wide open. Countless people jump into portals to survive. Roaring Minotaur.
“Are you out of your mind!!!”
“It’s one to one to one! Oh, let me tell you in advance, I have never lost in my life. Please refer to it~”
“Guooooo!!!!”
A woman holding a spear. A man clenching his fist. A drooling cow-headed monster. The sight of the three clashing was the last thing most players remembered.
No one knows the outcome, but at least two humans survived. The proof was that a man and a woman both entered the tutorial trial room at the same time.
“… “
“… “
The atmosphere was truly cold.
Isn’t it okay to live?
**
Michael Jeter was a former special forces agent and is still an active civil servant working on national security issues. Of course, he did what he had to do.
“Jitter.”
“Yes.”
“Did you do drugs?”
This means that a report has been submitted to the top.
“The first part is also absurd, but… The last part was completely blank.”
“The back part… “You can’t see it?”
“Okay. It’s a complete blank. I know you’re a weirdo, but what on earth are you thinking? Have you ever thought about what I might hear if I send this up?”
“… “
“After seeing your face, I guess I’ll skip this time. “It was a joke.”
“Yes. “I’m sorry.”
From noble mtl dot com
“Rest well and see you tomorrow.”
Jeter, who left work early due to her boss ‘consideration of her, ate a meal nearby, took a walk around the park, called her friends over, and spent the night at a bar. It was a daily life no different from usual. Yes, everyday life.
“… “
I told my friends about what happened at the ‘Tower’. They didn’t realize Jeter was talking in the first place. Perhaps, what happened in the tower could not be told to anyone. Memories that I keep to myself and cannot share with anyone else… Can we say that it really happened?
Even now, the blue portal that can be opened at will is probably just an illusion. Isn’t the fact that time feels slow and that you can change your body all just an illusion of the brain? Even though I drank so much, I still felt fine…
-Tuuk.
“Hmm.”
As Jeter was opening the front door, something caught on his foot her her her her. It was a large donut box. There is a small post-it note on top.
-Thank you, Jeter. I kept my promise.
“… Ha.”
Jeter’s brilliant mind immediately understood the situation. Those who climb the tower… It seemed like information could be shared. He wasn’t alone. What he experienced was not a hallucination. It’s reality. We must move forward.
“I like glazed food better than chocolate.”
Jeter entered the house whistling and immediately logged on to the Internet. There was no better place for him to gather people and influence. As a security expert, Jeter knew how to exploit human psychology. Above all, the ‘adaptive’ ability was able to assist brain activity in these situations. As a reaction, he had to gorge on water, sugar, and sodium.
“An interesting photo that is easy to spread on social media… All you have to do is insert the tower’s story. Normal people can’t read it anyway. This would be more efficient.”
Jeter didn’t hide himself. Rather, he showed off himself. He played an excellent central role in the tutorial and saved countless people. As he was backed by actual achievements rather than mere bragging, his influence grew steadily.
After that, about two more tutorials were held in the United States, and they were not as lucky as the first tutorial. The number of survivors was small. As they went through such a terrible experience, Jeter gradually became deified. Thanks to Jeter, people survived… In this way. It wasn’t entirely wrong, but it was exactly as Jeter intended.
“The players are too strong. Without a focal point and proper control, they can turn into criminal groups. “I have to stay centered.”
Jeter believed in himself. Reality rewarded his faith. The name ‘Michael Jeter’ became famous very quickly, and there was no one, at least among American players, who did not know the name Michael Jeter.
Time passed. Jeter was firmly established, and I was getting used to his abilities and was contemplating whether or not to go up to the second floor.
“Jitter.”
“Yes.”
“Isn’t there that report from last time?”
“… Yes.”
“VIP saw the report.”
“… Yes?”
“He asked me to meet him sometime.”
Jeter, who stood at the border between the everyday and the extraordinary, was once again dragged into the extraordinary.
This is the White House. Drawing room.
“Nice to meet you. “I am always grateful for your dedication.”
The US president, who we only saw on TV, shook hands with Jeter.
“It is an honor, Your Excellency.”
Jeter shook hands in a very exemplary manner, but slightly turned his eyes to look behind the president.
“Well… Hello?”
It was the whining boy holding a large book that I saw in the tutorial. The way he used a large book as a weapon to break the heads of goblins was good.
“Now that the introduction is over. “What I’m going to say from now on is strictly confidential.”
The US President speaks while crossing his legs.
This was the beginning of the Players Association.