Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 23



Only Noblemtl

Episode 23

Mr. Parum, who was in the infirmary, was delighted at Jincheol’s appearance.

“Oh, Jincheol. Are you going?”

“Yes, I should go. What about Ferran?”

There was only Dr. Parm in the infirmary. The two beds that had been occupied by patients were empty.

“The Antera warriors took him away. The guy from Sandesia too. He must be sleeping on the deck.

I wonder if you are waiting for it.”

“Teacher, aren’t you going?”

Mr. Parm replied without stopping his hands from tidying up the infirmary.

“What should I go and do?”

“Aren’t you the doctor who saved the life of the Antera clan warrior? Give me something.”

The teacher’s eyes drew a smile.

“Don’t worry. The Esai family is arrogant, but at the same time, they are very strict with their favors.

Hey, they say they have stiff waists but wide pockets.

“Ji. I don’t have to rush to get it, it will come to me on its own.”

“oh···”

Is this the difference in experience? Jincheol found Mr. Parum’s eyes smiling slyly somewhere funny.

At that moment, Mr. Parm took something out of his table and held it out to me. It was a little bigger than the palm of his hand.

It was a larger wooden box.

“What is it?”

“What remains between people who break up is ultimately memories and gifts. I hope you remember me.

If you think about it, you will remember the memories vaguely, so what remains is a gift. Take it.”

Is this the culture of another world? How come each person who breaks up gets a gift?

It seemed like he was giving it to Jincheol. He opened the box and checked the contents.

“Isn’t this the one we saw last time?”

The contents were a syringe. The last time Mr. Parm was called to the captain’s room, there was an emergency

A syringe that was supposed to be injected into the patient when the situation arose. Strangely, there were many decorations and it was expensive.

It was a syringe with a fancy appearance.

“Actually, it’s a kind of disposable artifact. You use it when you suffer a major injury.

“Burn will save your life.”

“Then isn’t this something incredibly precious? Even if I just give it to you like this…”

In games, healing potions are common, but in reality, there are no such simple treatments.

It was a tool that would not be strange even if it cost a billion dollars. It was used immediately on the battlefield for simple trauma and

How many soldiers died because they couldn’t catch blood?

I don’t know exactly how effective it will be, but if it’s to the extent that Mr. Parm can guarantee, it’s worth it.

It would have been nice to have one more life.

“It’s expensive, but it’s not something that’s completely impossible to get. Thanks to you, I’m an envoy of the Antera family.

I don’t feel too burdened because I didn’t die and I also got a reward thanks to this

“Don’t do that.”

“···I’m the type of person who doesn’t refuse things like this. Is that really okay?”

“Okay. So don’t embarrass me for no reason and take it.”

Jincheol packed the healing syringe in his bag and reached out to Mr. Parum. Parum

The teacher looked at the hand and slowly took it.

“It’s been a pleasure teaching students like you.”

“I was glad to meet you too, teacher. I’ll see you again someday, teacher Parum.”

Jincheol finished his greeting with a smile and turned around to leave the infirmary. Behind him was Parum.

I heard the teacher start organizing things again.

As I went up the deck through the cabin corridor, all the Antera warriors were there as the teacher had said.

Not only was he there, but Captain Romuto was also seen seeing Ishankar off.

Ferran was with them on a stretcher. She was sad when she found Jincheol coming up.

He gave me a quick greeting.

The same thing happened with the pirates of Sandesiya who were carried on stretchers. Still, he was

It was better, but the other two pirates were sitting tied up with their faces in disarray.

That was because the line was in the hands of the Antera Musas.

Udim, who had said he had nothing to do, was also on deck. He was with his Olog comrades.

A high staircase leading from the dock connected the ship to the dock.

Thanks to that, Jincheol’s gaze also turned to the dock beyond.

“···It’s getting noisy.”

I think I know why Atukai was noisy. It was getting dark in Shiol.

There were many ships anchored at the dock besides Captain Romuto’s ship, and among them

Not only were there a lot of different types of ships, including wooden sailboats and iron boats, but there were also a lot of people.

Cranes unloading cargo from ships and slaves carrying the cargo, several carrying large boxes

The camponi moving in, the boatman looking like a ship owner and something against him

Esai, which raises its castle, warehouses lined up along the docks and people coming and going from there.

To countless people.

“It’s crowded because it’s the end of the day.”

The person who spoke was Ishanka. Jincheol, who was blankly staring at the dock of Sioll,

I made eye contact with her.

She continued.

“I heard from Morel that he needs a place to stay in Sioux.”

As soon as Jincheol came out of the engine room, he caught Morel who was passing by and relayed the message to Ishanka.

All. It’s a reward and a compensation, and the first thing I said was that I needed a place to sleep today.

“I would like to give you one of the family rooms, but that is beyond my discretion.

Instead, I’ll give you some morels, so spend the day at the place he tells you about.

“I will deliver the gift tomorrow as soon as the aftereffects have cleared up.”

“Are you going home?”

“house?”

A faint look of bewilderment appeared on Ishanka’s almost expressionless face.

“Shiol is home?”

“···Yes, home. This is my home.”

Her embarrassment soon turned into a bitter smile. She shook her head slightly.

He opened his mouth again.

“Okay. Then I’ll take care of it-”

“Oh, wait a minute.”

“···?”

Suddenly, she stopped talking and made a fierce expression. Meanwhile, Jincheol was talking to the Antera people.

He turned his gaze to Captain Romuto, who had come out to see him off.

“Let me ask you something.”

“···what?”

“Hey, those guys. Can I buy them with money?”

The friends that Jincheol pointed to were Udim and the slave Ologs. They were just connecting the stairs.

He who was finishing stopped dead in his tracks when he heard Jincheol’s words.

Captain Romuto rolled his eyes as if trying to figure out the situation for a moment, then said something.

The room answered.

“It’s possible. I bought it from the Shiol Patrol in the first place.”

“How much?”

“Thirty gold coins per person···”

Captain Romuto’s words stopped. At the same time, his eyes rolled and he saw Jincheol and the others beside him.

I checked Ishankar standing there. Then his eyes showed a dramatic change. He smiled.

It is.

“···Two gold coins per person will be enough. They are all quite old.”

“Then, for all five of us, it’s ten gold coins.”

Jincheol looked at Ishanka as he said that, and Ishanka looked at him with a look of incomprehension.

While doing that, he took out a gold coin from his bosom.

“I’m asking just in case, but you’re not going to use this to pay off the entire reward, are you?”

“···Don’t insult my honor. Do you think that Antera’s name is worth this much money?

If so, it would be a mistake.”

Jincheol smiled at Ishanka’s answer and took the gold coin. It was the same as the Romuto line.

He was moved to Jang, who took a small bunch of keys from his bosom and tore off one of the keys.

“Okay. This key is proof that you are their owner. Just press the red one and it will be fine.

“The slave’s neck-”

“Okay. Do you want me to let you go?”

“···You can unlock it with the key.”

Jincheol took the key and did so. Woodim and Ol took off their bomb necklaces in a panic.

The logs looked at Jincheol with a dumb expression.

“why···?”

“Why, throw it away. Don’t eat people anymore. No, if it makes sense, eat anything.

Don’t do that.”

“···I understand. Even if I starve to death, I will not eat people.”

Jincheol smirked, patted Udim on the shoulder, and stepped back. The man who was watching the situation

Shanka shook his head as if he couldn’t understand, but then started walking.

As she moved, the other Antera Musas followed suit.

So when they went down the stairs to the dock, there was already an E waiting for them.

There were a few Sai Musas, but without any grand welcoming ceremony or anything, they just went around lightly.

After exchanging greetings, they left the dock.

By that time, the dock had become really dark and many of the people who had been crowding around had disappeared.

As Ishankar said, it seemed to be a busy time as it was time to wrap up the day.

Jincheol, who was watching their backs as they left, turned his head to Captain Romuto and went away.

I nodded my head slightly. It was a kind of farewell. I didn’t like what I didn’t like.

And since I’ve been enjoying a comfortable ride on the ship for the past few days, I can give you this kind of greeting.

The captain’s wet eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, were watching Jincheol leave.

He just stared at me without saying anything.

“Let’s go too.”

“···I’m already ready.”

The one who stayed by Jincheol’s side while all the Antera Musas left was none other than

It was Morel. He looked a little sullen, and he couldn’t go straight back to his family.

It seemed like he wasn’t in a good mood.

“Are you dissatisfied with the directions?”

“···No. There is no such thing.”

When Jincheol finally brought up the subject, Morel really cleaned up his expression. For some reason,

It was funny because it felt like watching a private controlling his facial expressions.

After that, Jincheol and Morel also got off at the dock. They waved their hands on the merchant ship.

The Ologs and other workers were seen. Jincheol waved to them and went to the dock.

Left.

“Follow me carefully.”

Jincheol followed Morel, who was walking ahead. He followed his brisk strides.

As we proceeded, we quickly left the docks where the smell of water was strong and entered a street filled with buildings.

There was a hollow smile on Jincheol’s lips. Unlike the dark sky,

It was because Lee was bright.

“This isn’t even Myeongdong Street···”

A new building made of wood, a building made of brick, and a wall that appears to be concrete.

Taverns and restaurants with poles and tents attached to create a space, with small carts spread out in the corners.

A general store selling ornaments made of feathers, teeth, etc.

It is literally a new construction of wood and brick on top of a crumbling concrete city.

It seemed like a street made of stones.

There were quite a few people walking around the streets, some wearing loose clothing with ropes tied around their waists.

A biker dressed in a suit, a group of three or four Ologs, and a fancy

A camponi wearing a blue patterned silk tunic – something fluffy, whether it be flesh or fur.

Raon Baekgu was there – people of various races were moving around in various appearances.

And all of those people are secretly Jincheol, or to be exact, Mo who is leading in front of him.

I was concerned about Rel, probably because I guessed his identity by looking at his armor.

A. A warrior from the Esai family. Thanks to that, satisfaction quickly appeared on Morel’s face.

“Is it good?”

“Huh? What? What do you like?”

“Okay. Over there. Who’s revealing that?”

Where Jincheol pointed, there was a pillar and a bright light that looked like a streetlight no matter how you looked at it.

There was a light. It was also a very old-fashioned one, made of wood.

The shapes ranged from the modern art-like ones that barely had a light bulb placed on their heads.

“Huh. You said it was your first time in Shiol. Of course it was the Sun Temple. The light of Shiol is all in the temple.

“It is illuminated by the power of the sun coming out of the west.”

“···Is that a real temple?”

When Jincheol said that, feeling that it was closer to a description of a power plant than a temple, Morel immediately responded

He frowned.

“You can always tease me. It’s a natural warrior’s right. But this time

Now that you’ve entered the year, you should be careful about what you say that could be considered blasphemous, even if it’s you.

“It would be nice.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

Morel’s expression immediately softened at the words of apology.

“···Okay. I hope you do it carefully.”

“So Inma, where are we going now?”

He answered Jincheol’s subsequent question by quickening his pace.

“Since this is your first time in Shiol, there is a famous place you should hear about before entering the inn.”

The tourist attraction is a joke. What kind of tourist attraction is this when we’re not even here? Jincheol is not pretty.

He looked at Morel with his eyes. If it was going to be like this, he would have to be a little stubborn and go to the Antera family.

Should I have followed? No, usually in such a large family there should be a guest room

Isn’t that it?

It was a dizzying feeling to face a crowd that was hundreds of times more people than I had seen in the past few days.

I wonder if I should go to Ishanka right now and ask him for a room.

Wait. Jincheol and Morel soon entered a small square.

“This is the ‘Antera Square.’ The progenitor of our family, Antera Moden, is the sun’s revelation.

“That’s where I got it.”

“I see… It seems like other families also have their own plazas….”

“That’s right. There are seven squares in total, and in terms of size, the Square of Sionos is the largest.

But here in Antara Square, you can find something that you won’t find anywhere else, let alone in any other square in Sioux.

“There is one amazing restaurant that is unbelievable. It’s called ‘The Wall of Food.’”

“Aha, so you came to eat···”

Jincheol, who was already dizzy from the sight of the crowds and the complex city, got angry.

I decided to think positively. Food. It’s good to eat food…

Morel led Jincheol into a building on one side of the square. It was very large, but low.

It was a silver building, but that was because it didn’t have a second floor.

There is a large, round pillar in the center, and various shapes of tiles are placed around the pillar.

Evil, there were chairs laid out. There were already many people there that I had seen passing by the street.

A lot of people were sitting there eating.

And in fact, by that time, Jincheol was starting to have difficulty breathing.

It wasn’t because of anything else. It was just all the scenery I could see, all those things.

Because it was unfamiliar and yet familiar at the same time.

Another world? If I felt that it was fundamentally different, I could have thought so.

However, what Jincheol saw upon coming here was not a ‘different world’ but rather a ruined ancient world.

It was the cradle of civilization that blossomed once again on the city of . There was nothing else like it.

The point was that those who built their lives there were not just ‘humans’ like him.

It is a new city that was built by scraping and kneading the broken and collapsed world and rebuilding it.

It was a short story. And now it was a truth that could not be ignored.

“Come here. Do you see this glass wall? If you stand in front of it, why am I coming to this restaurant?

You know what they call a famous restaurant in Shiol? You won’t find a restaurant like this anywhere in the world.”

Where is the chef? Where is the waiter who carries the food? Even in the midst of confusion, I roll my eyes.

Jincheol, who was looking around, was barely breathing. But the time of ten thousand years

The superhuman body that was resurrected beyond the limit stands upright as if nothing happened even in a state of apnea.

I stood there, and finally, as Morel led me, I went to the pillar in the center of the building, in front of the glass wall.

I ended up standing there.

Jincheol’s gaze turned to the side. There was a black foot campouni standing on the glass wall.

As I was fiddling around, blurry images of food appeared in the direction my hand was pointing.

Then he picked a food and pressed it, and a small, four-inch glass wall appeared on one side.

A square hole opened. Camponi put his silver coin in it.

“It’s good that there’s a demonstrator right next to you. Watch carefully and try it yourself, Jincheol.”

After putting in the silver coin and taking three or four breaths, the wall that had been open opened a little wider.

Inside, a large piece of grilled meat that Camponi had chosen was brought out. Camponi was drooling.

With an expression of joy and laughter that he couldn’t hold back, he picked up his plate and went to take a seat at the table.

It happened.

Jincheol, who was watching it with a completely expressionless face, slowly opened the opaque glass.

I reached out toward the wall.

And the moment the tip of the finger meets the glass, instead of a delicious food image,

A line of reddish writing came to mind. It was a character that Jincheol could read.

[This printing food court is currently operating autonomously. Users are subject to the ‘final law’.

Yes, you can take back the management rights of the printing food court. Take back the management rights.

Would you like to?]

We see it again. The final law.