Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 12



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Episode 12

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It was a strange feeling. It was like sinking into an endless sleep, but there was a light above.

It was as if an old projector was projecting the old past onto the water surface.

The past was reflected on the water surface, but the image was blurred by the swaying current and depth.

They were distorted and distorted. They were clearly only a few days, as far as Jincheol could remember.

Wow, this scene was from a few weeks ago, but it looked so blurry and hazy.

-Kang Snake. What are you really going to do when the war is over?

Someone in the blurry image asked that. Because they were already too deep into it.

Or is it because the light scattered on the water is unclear? The person who asked the question

I couldn’t figure out who it was.

Who was it? It was definitely before he jumped into that fucking lab. That crazy guy.

This was before they stormed the barracks and tore everything apart.

-Youngsoo is seriously thinking about doing YouTube. He is a former soldier who survived the Manchurian front.

He said he would try to get 1 million subscribers by telling people about it, but honestly, he’s just talking nonsense

If you look at it, it doesn’t seem like a completely impossible story.

Youngsoo. My squadmate. A troublemaker and a good toothbrusher. If it weren’t for the war, I would have been a swindler.

A guy who would have been successful.

The scene above the water turns blood red, and the chest opens wide, spilling out internal organs and blood.

I drew Youngsoo’s face.

As if the red screen was a lie, the screen turned into a blurry someone again.

-Jaehyeok. Jaehyeok will do business. He will definitely be in charge of rebuilding the North after the war.

There will be a meeting, but we haven’t decided exactly what kind of business we’ll do.

Looking at this guy’s actions, it seems like he’s going to lose big time while talking nonsense.

Jaehyuk, Lee Jaehyuk. If you just listen to what he says, he’s an ambitious guy. But when it comes to actually putting it into practice

He was a guy who kept missing opportunities because he lacked the skills. He was a guy who was always ahead of his time.

Still, the sniping was good.

Immediately after, Jaehyuk’s left face was shattered and brain and bone fragments were flowing out.

The face was drawn.

It’s like inserting a scary scene into the middle of a normal video to scare people.

It was like a crappy horror movie. If you turn your head or close your eyes, you won’t be able to see it.

But, strangely, I couldn’t move at all while falling into a deep sleep as if I was being held down by scissors.

The hazy projection above the water changed slightly. It seemed to have shifted to a different location.

-River Snake… I’m sorry… I said I would introduce you to my younger brother… River Snake Mosul

Ah… I’ve never been on a blind date before… I was trying to break that… Sorry, sorry

do···

I remembered. This guy didn’t die in the barracks that day. He died while occupying the city center before that.

In my arms, bleeding profusely from the hole in my stomach, I kept saying sorry.

He cried and cried. He cried and died.

At that time, I thought, you crazy kid, if you want to apologize, you have to apologize to your younger sibling and parents.

You should be sorry, not a retard squad leader like me.

And again, the one who should really be sorry is me, not you. I’m sorry. Really.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry for asking you to go in first, and I’m sorry I couldn’t save you from your parents.

I’m sorry I couldn’t go on a blind date with your sister. It’s all my fault.

I’m sorry, Seungwook. I’m sorry…

The image above the water has changed.

The sky is black because it is midnight, but the city below is burning red. Black smoke

It seems to be raising a puff of smoke to add even blacker soot to the pitch-black night sky.

It is burning in the city center during the dark hours when everyone would normally be asleep.

The sound of gunshots and exploding grenades rang out.

I am looking at the scenery through a broken window of a concrete building.

I was so helpless in front of the burning scenery. What a mere conscript could do.

There was nothing, really nothing.

If I had my way, I would drag all the guys who started this war and line them up against the wall.

I wanted to shoot them all to death. I thought that would end the war. I thought that would be the end.

I wanted to finish it if I could.

But where am I now?

I wanted hell to end. But that doesn’t mean I’m in this unknown place, and that too.

I want to be dropped into a world where only pseudo-humans like humans run around.

I didn’t think about it. Besides, there are dinosaurs running around in this forest.

Think back to the beginning. The past. Who am I?

Only then did Jincheol feel something strange. What is this? Why am I having this kind of nightmare?

The moment I realized something so strange, the projector that was projecting the screen onto the water began to shake.

He started to recite the scenes in his memory in a disorderly and haphazard manner.

He started to buy. From his childhood to his school days, moments of kicking the blanket, and the mobilization order.

Until the moment I got home.

At the same time, Jincheol realized why his limbs and body were not moving.

A dark shadow stretched out its tentacles and bound his body. What is this? This bird.

What’s the matter?

From the moment he realized its existence, Jincheol was able to resist. His arms were tied tightly.

It started to move with a thud-thud. It had the power to tie up even an elephant.

The power of the soldier who was resurrected after ten thousand years of time was too much.

He pulled the black chain with rage.

The moment he grabbed the black chain with that hand, a whispering voice was heard.

-Tell me your name. Tell me your identity, your memories, your past. Tell me your

Reveal everything.

What kind of nightmare is this? Bubbles rose around Jincheol. He

He struggled in the cotton and grabbed the black mass behind him. Then

The black mass also stretched out its tentacles and wrapped itself around his body.

The tentacles wrapped around his body once again, leaving him motionless just as before.

So, I tried to make him look at the surface of the water again.

But Jincheol didn’t give in. He just grabbed the tentacles that were wrapping around his arms and legs and tore them off.

It was like a rope, but when I applied force, it snapped like cutting noodles.

What the hell are you doing, you fucking octopus?

I could see the black mass shrinking as if it was in pain from the tentacles being ripped off. But

Within moments, new tentacles began to sprout from the creature’s body.

-Stop your pointless resistance! Tell me your name, your family! Tell me your past! Everything!

What the fuck, how do you talk underwater?

Jincheol grabbed the tentacles that were trying to bind his body. And the tip of the tentacle

I pulled out the black lump that was in there. Eventually, the black lump that was hiding in deep sleep

Shadow was unable to overcome his power and began to be dragged out.

As the guy started to rise, Jincheol also started to rise. Thanks to that, the distorted

Scenes from the past began to pour down like shadows and sunlight over his body.

In the midst of that scattered light, the voice of a black shadow rang out.

-Don’t resist and reveal everything about yourself! Tell me what you know!

Jincheol laughed amidst the writhing tentacles and the rising bubbles. It seems that this

Are you curious about what it’s like to be in the middle of a 21st century world war?

The moment Jincheol makes up his mind about something, the projection on the surface of the water projects his life without any order.

Suddenly, the ki started spitting out flames. And in the flames, a new scene appeared.

The field was projected. Jincheol grabbed the part that looked like the collar of the black shadow with his hand.

He grabbed it and lifted it up close to the surface.

The shadow that was pulled up almost to the point of sleep was hiding inside as the darkness slightly cleared away.

A certain person was visible. Jincheol’s eyes caught a glimpse of that person.

It seemed like a woman, and her ears looked a bit long.

And what was gnawing at the eyes of that big-eared woman was the karma of war.

Gunshots, explosions, huge flames rising like a carpet, prisoners with skeletal bones.

Children with guns, bodies shot without any resistance, bodies raped

Fields, corpses hung on electric poles as if they were being boasted about, massacres based on nationality, massacres based on ethnicity,

The massacres were carried out without regard to age and gender, and without regard to prisoners or citizens.

Even discriminatory human experiments.

The savagery that Jincheol saw and experienced firsthand, something that is hard to believe happened in modern times.

Moments of war.

At the end of all that disaster, there was an explosion that shone like the sun.

-Kkaaaaaaah!

The black shadow, facing the horror, screamed and tried to escape from Jincheol’s grasp.

The darkness surrounding her became noisy like a broken television screen.

Then, I saw a glimpse of a place like a huge temple, or something so distant that it was almost invisible.

A child with white skin appeared.

But Jincheol didn’t care about that. What was important was that this guy was in pain.

That was the point. Jincheol enjoyed the guy’s struggles for a while, but at some point he felt sad.

Suddenly, he relaxed his strength. The black shadow hurriedly ran into the deep water like a fly that had escaped its restraints.

Ran across the cotton. What do you think, bitch, this is my past. Kill me?

After the guy disappeared, Jincheol laid down in sleep again. Of course, it was the same as before.

There was no inside. The water was very comfortable, without any restraints.

But the fire and heat he summoned from his memory did not stop. The water was boiling.

It started. In a moment, all the water that Jincheol had been submerged in began to boil and for a moment

Then it all evaporated.

Jincheol, who was lying comfortably at the end, also crumbled in the light and heat.

*

The cup and teapot that were on the table fell to the floor and shattered into pieces.

“Mr. Ishankar!”

The warrior of the family who had been quietly standing came over quickly. She fell on the table.

He helped Ishankar up, who was shivering from defeat.

“Ishanka, come to your senses!”

“Ugh, ugh···”

Ishanka couldn’t breathe for a long time. All Musa could do was roll around.

All she could do was forcefully stretch out her shrunken body. She responded to the commotion of the two people.

The warrior chief and other warriors in the room also opened the door and ran in.

“What’s going on all of a sudden?”

“Ishanka was practicing magic! But suddenly···”

After hearing Musa’s words, Musa quickly grabbed Ishanka’s face and checked it. Eyes

Her forehead, half-turned, was covered with a winding crown.

But, a red light was blinking from the jewel embedded in its center.

The warrior immediately took off the coffin.

“Ugh!”

“Mr. Ishankar!”

Ishanka, whose coffin had been removed, bent his back like a bow this time, as if he had been struck by lightning.

She, who had been trembling, soon fell to her knees. The jewelery store, where the light was blinking, squeaked.

The light went out with a sound. The warriors and the soldiers all became quiet as they watched the scene.

“···Why did you suddenly start training in magic?”

It was a question from the commander. Musa, Ferran answered with a start.

“That’s it, I saw something strange at the restaurant today and reported it to you···”

“Strange Esai?”

“Yes. It was an Esai with short ears and a strange skin color.”

“What was your skin color?”

“That was… different from usual. Should I say yellow? Yes, it was bright yellow.

“It is.”

“Different color skin? Oh, this is···”

The warrior who had guessed the situation let out a sigh. On the contrary, the other warriors were all young.

They waited for his explanation with a puzzled expression. But the commander didn’t say anything to them.

Before long another voice intervened.

“Amutta···”

“Yes! Sir Ishankar! Are you awake?”

Musa Amuta slowly helped Ishanka to get up. She looked haggard.

It was.

“···Amutta. Go to Captain Romuto Quebec and give him the information about the new passenger who boarded yesterday afternoon.

Find out who he is, why he’s on this ship, and where he’s going.”

“···”

The commander remained silent. Ishanka, who was lying there in a haggard state, glared at him.

“Why is there no answer?”

“···Ishanka, you can’t know about Snow just because he has a different skin color.

The last name is-”

“Shut up, Amuta. Don’t say that name so carelessly.”

“Yes. Sorry.”

Ishanka was about to continue speaking when he suddenly got startled and covered his eyes.

She said, trembling.

“After you find out his information… don’t do anything. Just… do what I tell you to do.

“Just find out from Captain Romuto. It’s dangerous.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“Everyone, get out. I need to be alone.”

The warriors and warriors began to leave the room in a hurry. Musa Peran also joined them.

She tried to leave, but Ishankar grabbed her hand.

“You stay here. When you all leave, someone will clean this up.”

“yes···”

After the other warriors left, Ferran cleaned up the broken cups and teapot and quietly went into the room.

He was lying on his side. Meanwhile, Ishankar was lying on his bed, covered with the blanket.

After a while, sobbing could be heard from under the blanket.

“Please… That child is my daughter… My child… Please…”

Ferran let out a breathless sigh as he stood there.

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The dark ceiling of the guest room was visible through my blank, blinking vision.

“···Oh, shit. Even if I had a nightmare, it would be something like this.”

Jincheol, who was lying on the bed, got up and washed his face dry. The environment had changed.

Was it because of that? Maybe it was because I broke up with the campos. I was close to him.

Unlike the Boksils who bowed down to him, everyone he met on this ship was wary of him.

Because I looked at it with childish eyes.

Jincheol, who was rubbing his eyes, looked at the dawn faintly brightening outside the guest room window.

Goh let out a hollow laugh.

“You slept well, you idiot.”

The second day on the Baika merchant ship was beginning.