Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 15



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Episode 15

“From the beginning, from the beginning···”

Mr. Parm stroked his mask and sat lost in thought.

“···Is it difficult to explain from the beginning?”

“That’s because each scholar has a slightly different view of where ‘history’ begins.

Oh. What if we look at it from a different perspective, beyond simple history, to the perspectives of race, city, and tribe?”

Mr. Parm, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly stood up and started walking around the infirmary.

It was small.

“In the Sun Temple of ‘Sheol’ where we are going now, their creation story is being told in history.

I would say that it was the beginning of the Sun Temple. In a world where there was only winter, the temple of the sun was built.

“Their genesis is that spring, summer, and civilization could come.”

Jincheol’s gaze followed Mr. Parum as he began to walk inside the infirmary.

“Ask the Olog armored nomads who wander the wilderness far to the northwest about the beginning of history.

If so? They were the first to leave the toxic land where people could not breathe and began to wander.

I will tell you about the tank Kapchak and its owner Tolkhan. Of course,

“But before I can talk to you, you have to be recognized as a warrior.”

Mr. Parm turned around and looked at Jincheol.

“Have you met the Black Foot Camponi since boarding this ship?”

“Oh, yes. I haven’t had a conversation yet···”

“They also have a creation myth. Long ago, the Black Foot Camponi

Back when I didn’t even know I could walk on my feet. The mythical superman with black feet.

The story goes that he taught them how to walk and how to fight with weapons.

Base. Black-footed superman, they believe that the superman will return someday.”

By that time, Jincheol’s expression had become a little dull. However, Mr. Parum said that he was

He continued talking, seeming absorbed in the story.

“Myths and Supermen! They fight among themselves endlessly, sharing countless territories in the East.

What about the rabbits who are in love with? Unlike the general myths, their myths are their own.

Each one was reproduced and modified countless times according to need. In the end, it always ended up being oneself.

There are ‘generals’ who are said to be superhumans who can calm all this chaos. Their gods

“The only thing they have in common is the evil god Marx.”

“···”

Mr. Parm seemed not to notice Jincheol’s blank expression. He was in the classroom.

He raised his voice like a professor giving a passionate lecture.

“There are also Esai who believe in the Mother of Vengeance, the goddess of vengeance and justice.

In their mythology, the beginning of history is marked by the vengeful mother who takes the first revenge and

It is said that this is the moment when justice is executed. Some scholars do not see this part as a simple myth.

The study of the goddess’ revenge from the perspective of ‘implementation of justice’ rather than simple emotional relief

“They are the ones.”

“···Then what about the bikers?”

Mr. Parm raised his finger as if to say that it was a timely question.

“We also had a creation myth. There was the primordial nautilus, and the

It is said that the first Bykaen was born between the shells of Tillers. And

He had two brothers, Esai and Olog. We

“It was a myth that he was great because he was the firstborn of Nautilus.”

He curled his fingers into a fist.

“But now only a few diehard orthodox believe in that myth.

An educated and well-mannered Vikas can only explain this world with such irrational myths.

I know that there is nothing. Although there are more things that are not revealed in this world than those that are revealed.

There is more, but I believe that even that mystery can eventually be understood by reason.

“Biker is a keynote speaker in academic circles···”

But his passionate attitude suddenly changed. He became anxious, disgusted, and angry.

He spoke in a voice mixed with anger and fear.

“···But there are those who incite such reason. After hundreds and thousands of years of history,

We, the Baikans, are the only ones who follow the voice of reason, and truly, we are the only ones who follow the voice of reason, unlike other races.

It is also claimed that only bikans can guide and lead. What is ‘bikan’?

“They are the idiots who talk nonsense like ‘the burden of the people’ and such···”

He shook his head to shake off his worries and turned his gaze back to Jincheol.

“That’s another story. Well, what do you think? How complicated is it to explain ‘from the beginning’?

Do you know what’s going on?”

Jincheol blinked. Yeah, I get the general idea that it’s really complicated.

“···You said it was hundreds or thousands of years of history. Then, in Baika, it is recorded as history, not as a myth.

“Isn’t there a past?”

“Except for the Vikas, even we can easily find myths and history when we go back to the distant past.

No matter how many records are left, interpretation and understanding will occur over time.

It is inevitable that things will change. That is why it is often called the forgotten empire.

“How about starting with the country?”

“When is that?”

Mr. Parm fiddled with his mask with a straight posture.

“If we conservatively calculate it, it is about 3,800 years ago, and if we are generous, it is about 5,000 years ago.”

“···”

Jincheol’s lips trembled slightly. What the hell, what are you talking about?

“Is there anything before that?”

“History before the forgotten empire? That part is also difficult. The empire was conquered

There is also a legend that there was a very severe period of chaos before that, and that before that period of chaos,

There is even a legend that says there was a time when they lived on earth. It was a truly mythical age.”

“The age of mythology?”

Mr. Parm walked around the infirmary again, fiddling with his mask. It seemed like

He seemed to have a habit of walking like that when he had something to think about.

“The age of myth. The time when the gods of heaven lived on earth. They created rivers and mountain ranges with their gestures.

The era when the stars in the night sky were planted by reciting words with one’s mouth. Each myth

This was a truly living and breathing era. Even in the academic world of Bikha, there is no definition of that era.

I can’t do it. I need information. So some scholars just say the facts.

I think it was just a matter of time. I agree with that to some extent.”

Shit, that’s just too much of a myth. Jincheol felt his head getting hot.

He said.

“···So the oldest nation is that forgotten empire?”

“That’s what has been revealed so far. They must be amazing people. Ah

Their artifacts are being unearthed and actively used all over the world.

Because their technological prowess is so great that it is difficult to understand with today’s knowledge.

Oh, and there are still so many secrets hidden all over the world.”

Jincheol raised his hand and touched his eyes. Yeah, there were so many amazing techniques.

Common length, or if you put it behind your ear, it will be interpreted, or if you put it under a big tree, it will be underground.

Smart farms and such…

“···Fuck. What the hell is this? My head’s going to explode, this.”

Is the forgotten empire that Mr. Parm speaks of the era in which Jincheol lived?

Rum, you’re saying that you jumped through time from at least 3800 years to at most 5000 years? That day at the research lab

Did I fall underground and ride through some kind of wormhole? Then, I became the king of another world.

What is a fat person?

No, what about the others? Bok-sil, who runs on two feet, and the reckless gorilla

Ah, a real ‘person’ other than the fish-eyed gentleman?

Suddenly, he thought of Captain Kim Sang-hyeok, who had grabbed his hand when he fell down from the research center.

All. I clearly told that guy to fuck off the post-war reconstruction of the world…

“···Then, the forgotten empire. How did they perish?”

“The fall of the forgotten empire? That too has numerous claims, theories, documents, testimonies, etc.

It’s a very confusing mix. It’s clear that they are absolutely unforgivable.

They fought among themselves because of their debauchery, sin, and the resulting hatred, and eventually perished.

“That’s what I did.”

“What kind of debauchery and sin was it?”

“It’s unclear. No documents have been found that clearly explain what it was.

Because I didn’t do it.”

“···”

Jincheol couldn’t say anything. Debauchery and sin. Civil war among themselves. And destruction at the end.

And in the end, only pseudo-humans are left in the world? What the fuck, this isn’t like Escape from the Planet of the Apes.

However, they were unable to overcome their hatred and loathing for each other and ended up fighting among themselves.

The story of failure is that Jincheol was so foolish that people thought he was a failure.

It made me think, ‘So that’s how it ended up like that’ rather than thinking, ‘I guess that’s how it ended up like that’. It’s already been a war.

Is it because I have experienced the lowest point of humanity?

No, no. Humans can be destroyed like that. But then, these three

What kind of species filled the prize? I don’t know for sure, but evolution is something that can happen in a few thousand years.

It’s not happening. And why did you suddenly come to your senses on the riverside? What moment?

I didn’t even move.

There was an underground water source. The underground lake we saw last time. The water stream continued outward.

If there was.

No. Then how about such a healthy body? After thousands of years, not only the long-lived turtle but also the sea turtles

Even the Greenland shark, which is said to live for a hundred years, will die and become a mummy. That’s how humans are.

Will I be able to live long? As expected, this is another world.

Then does it make sense for a human to get shot in the chest and only have his skin removed?

“Chew···”

And Mr. Parum looked at Jincheol, who was clutching his head, with calm eyes.

Jincheol suddenly realized that gaze and raised his head.

“It’s a bit sudden, but have you never seen someone like me?”

Mr. Parm nodded.

“It looks similar to the Esai, but is taller like the Olog, has round ears, and a bright yellow color.

A race with brown skin, black hair, and black eyes. Sorry, I said that before.

I have never seen anything like it.”

“Then, that forgotten empire. What did the people of that era look like?”

A deep interest appeared in Mr. Parm’s eyes.

“Well, he’s from the era of the forgotten empire. Everyone has a slightly different opinion.

As I have just told you, in each of these myths, the forgotten masters of the empire are

Because they claim that they were the best at handling artifacts.

Because they can handle it, Rabito believes that their flying machine technology is that of the empire.

Because of this, the Baikas have forgotten about ships, navigational skills, and advanced knowledge that remains.

“The Lin Empire says they are their ancestors.”

No, there’s nothing certain. Jincheol sighed involuntarily. Mr. Parum said that Jincheol

He looked at me with wet eyes and continued speaking.

“Are you looking for your kindred?”

“···yes.”

“Then it seems like choosing Shiol was a good choice.”

“why?”

“Shiol is the temple of the sun and the seven families that manage the temple occupy the upper class positions,

At the same time, the one sitting in the market is Baikarao. Among the city council members, there is also Camponi.

What do you mean by that? It’s not a city dominated by any one race.

“Will you?”

Jincheol thought for a moment and then spoke carefully.

“···Can you find a lot of information without being swayed by racial prejudice?”

Mr. Parm’s eyes drew a curve.

“That’s right. Since Sioux is a city of free trade, there are many races from many lands.

It is a city where people gather. It is also a place where an overwhelming amount of information gathers. Of course, there

“It’s not easy to filter out real information. But you’re wise, Jincheol.”

Jincheol smiled bitterly at the compliment. It’s the first time I’ve heard someone say I’m wise.

“How did you end up separated from your people?”

“Ah, that is… I guess there is a story behind it. It’s a bit hard to say…”

Mr. Parm nodded.

“Then I won’t ask you any more. Oh, and when I spoke with Captain Romuto later, I was sure

“It would be better not to reveal this.”

“Why is that?”

“If he gets even the slightest advantage from you, he will try to take advantage of it.

He is a man. As I said, he is trying to find a way to gain the favor of the Atukai tribe.

“I will do it. Be careful.”

Jincheol smiled faintly even though his mind was in a complicated state.

“You hate the captain?”

“···If I had to say so, yes. He has a lot of prejudice against the Bikas that other races have.

“Because it’s a partial match.”

“for example?”

“They are calculating, ruthless, and unhesitating in applying prejudiced standards to other races.

“He is the kind of person I detest.”

“You work as a medical officer on this ship. Can you really curse the captain like that?”

Mr. Parm closed his eyes and stroked his mask.

“If you don’t like it, don’t like it. If you don’t like it, fire it.”

“haha.”

I’m glad that the first biker I became friends with was you. Jincheol sighed and leaned back on the chair.

He leaned against the wall and touched his temple. Mr. Parm opened only one eye and

He looked at Jincheol and clapped his hands so loudly that it made a clap sound.

He opened his eyes and said as Jincheol looked at him.

“Let’s stop here for today. It’s time for dinner.”

“Are you going to have that biker meal again?”

“I heard this morning that some good fish came in. Try some Jincheol too. I saw it last time.

“You eat well.”

“···Later.”

Later. After I find some soy sauce.

*

“Remember.”

Jincheol lay down on the bed, sulking heavily. He ended up eating a piece of Baika sushi.

Hey, I had to. Fortunately, the claim that it was fresh fish was not a lie, so I managed to eat it.

It was fortunate that it happened.

“What’s so oily about the fish? It definitely wasn’t tuna.”

When I was full, the worries I had before eating seemed trivial. In the end, I had a good meal.

I’m alive and well and eating well, so what do I have to worry about?

“···There’s nothing to worry about, damn it. What the hell is going on?”

Jincheol covered his face with his hands while lying down. The empire he had truly forgotten was the era in which he lived.

Is this a word referring to? Then he must have jumped over time by at least 3000 years.

That’s what I’m saying, but is that even a plausible story?

Jincheol wanted something to pop out and explain his current situation.

Well, there is something like that. Ability values, skills, and things like that, and things like quest windows.

It also comes out so that not only the main character in the novel but also the reader can see the situation smoothly.

That thing that allows you to pass.

He shouted, raising both hands that had been covering his face.

“Status window! Quest! Status!

Of course, nothing happened. Jincheol just laughed like a crazy person. Bang

Could the law be wrong? Maybe you should close your eyes and sink deep into your inner self.

I didn’t know it could be that.

I immediately closed my eyes and desperately called out to the status window, but as expected, I couldn’t see anything like that.

“···Let’s go to the city first and look for humans. So if this is the real Earth, then people

If they went through that fucking war and still couldn’t come to their senses and ended up destroying themselves···”

What then? No, then will there be any humans left?

“I don’t know, shit…”

This person was just a soldier who was drafted into the army… but he suddenly felt tired.

Le came. The day after the Baika ship. There was quite a lot going on. I didn’t even talk to Mr. Parm.

I learned, got into fist fights with Esai guys, and got some clues about the past.

The problem is that I also got a big refund. What happened to me on this ship?

It seemed like that was all. Maybe the nightmare I had last night was because of those worries.

Raised.

“···I don’t know···”

Jincheol’s consciousness quickly fell asleep. His body was more relaxed than at any time in ten thousand years.

All was well, but the mind was not. As it was last night, the body was the soul.

He was lowered into a deep sleep to recover.

But at that moment, a siren sound of “Whyeeeeeeeeeee” resonated throughout the entire Bikka merchant ship.

It spread.

Jincheol’s eyes flashed open. He reflexively raised his body and held the rifle in his hand.

I found it. But there was nothing in my hand, and I didn’t have a familiar weapon.

His hand instinctively grabbed the fishing sword that he had kept under his pillow. In a dark room

A white blade rose sharply in the center.

“···what?”

The siren still rang, “Why?” Jincheol rolled his eyes for a moment.

I set out to figure out the situation. Why is the siren sounding?

Of course, it would be a warning that something dangerous was going on. A long, sharp noise would be heard from the ship.

I was shouting at the people in the room to come to their senses and come out. I thought about that.

Han Jin-cheol got up from the bed and opened the door to the room and went out. It was almost a day.

It looked like a movement.

The hallway was narrow. Jincheol put the sword he had drawn back in and ran. He left the room.

It took at most a few seconds to get up to the deck.

Jincheol, who climbed up onto the deck, saw the workers running around like crazy.

We were able to find the cause of the siren sound.

“···What is that?”

It was an airship. A small airship about half the size of a Vika merchant ship. That

The airship’s lower cargo hold was wide open, and three or four rope ladders were already hanging down.

It was coming down.

Those who are ready to climb down that rope ladder at any moment are Esai and Ollo.

He was mixed in, and what he saw in their hands was a rifle or a machine gun.

It looked like a gun.

As I was looking at it in disbelief, the black-footed Campo was confused and floundering around.

I heard one of you screaming.

“It’s a pirate!”

If he flies in the sky, isn’t he a thief?