Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 26



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Episode 26

The port of Shiol. The inn and tavern there, the Golden Whale, is run by the young poet Tuchiraban.

It was named after an incident in which a golden-skinned blue whale was sighted while sailing in the northern seas.

It was a real name.

Originally, the sea was always full of mysterious and unbelievable events, but its origin

People who first learn about it are incredulous, amazed, or have heard of it.

Have you seen the ray? Has anyone caught it? You will be asked questions like that.

However, those who are native to Sioux or have been living in the port for a long time know the origin of the golden whale.

They don’t show much interest in such things. They have already been doing it for a long time.

Because they are sailors who have traveled a lot, each of them has an amazing story.

But the bigger reason is that there is a bare-knuckle fighting arena in the warehouse behind the building.

It was.

Of course, money was involved in the fight, and Tutchiravan took a salty profit by taking a commission in the middle.

Crab, in fact, I made enough money that this was closer to my main job than running an inn. I paid taxes.

The above was illegal gambling, but there were many bare-knuckle fighting arenas in the port of Sioux.

Did.

Even today, the Golden Whale is a mix of drunkards, gamblers, dock workers and employees.

It was noisy. Especially in the warehouse where there was a bare-knuckle fighting arena, people were constantly shouting and cursing.

The snow burst out.

A gentleman and an olog appeared in the noisy bar.

One side was a bikie, and as a bikie, he was wearing a neat suit, shoes, gloves, and a cane.

He was standing with his head held high on the muddy ground.

The other side was Olog, half naked and like a normal Olog, half primitive.

You were wearing a shirt that could be called clothes, not a shirt. Of course, he was wearing that too.

He was constantly pulling at his collar with his fingers, as if it was uncomfortable.

The two people standing at the entrance slowly looked around the bar and then saw a large open door on one side.

He approached the large door that connected the bar and the warehouse. The door opened.

Thanks to its open pairing, Golden Whale can blur the line between a bar and a bare-knuckle fighting arena.

There was.

The Bykain standing in front of the door stopped once again and slowly looked around the arena.

His hand stroked his mask like a beard. Olog was excited.

He was slowly stretching his neck as if his body was trembling.

But, the biker couldn’t find the person he was looking for, so he ended up asking for a passing employee.

He grabbed her and said something. After a brief conversation, the female employee, Esai, extended her hand and said,

He pointed to the middle of the stadium. There, two people were standing there with their shirts off.

They were fighting over food. To be exact, one side was getting beaten unilaterally.

The Bykain strode briskly toward the fighting area in the center of the warehouse. Olog hurriedly followed him.

After that, in the eyes of the Bykain who was leaning against the fence of the arena, only the lid of the pot was visible.

One of the Ologs swings a fist and gets hit in the jaw by the fist and falls backwards.

A man appeared.

The Bykain, who saw the man rolling around in the mud, shouted without realizing it.

“Jincheol!”

Jincheol, the man who had been lying face down in the mud, suddenly raised his head.

His face was covered in mud and filth, but he had a happy smile on his face when he found the bikan.

came to mind.

“Mr. Parm?”

At that moment, Olog, who had hit his chin, grabbed Jincheol by the nape of his neck and belt and lifted him up.

He raised his sword as if he were showing off some kind of trophy and shouted.

“Whoaaaa-!”

“Whaaah-! Stone fist! Stone fist-!”

“Tear me to pieces!”

“Let’s go reverse-!”

The gamblers and drunkards who saw that sight cheered with excitement. Of course, Parum

The teacher just opened his eyes wide in confusion. What are you going to do with something like that?

Olog, who had been screaming, threw Jincheol away. Jincheol was like a sack of straw.

It flew away and crashed into the fence of the fighting arena. The roughly built wooden fence was torn apart.

As it collapsed, the drunks who were there also fell over.

“Hahahaha! Jincheol met his real opponent today!”

“Stone Fist! Don’t stop, idiot! Charge at me!”

“Let’s go Stone Fist! Let’s go Reverse!”

Olog, known as the Stone Fist, raised both fists high and shouted to the cheers and shouts of the people.

He walked around the arena while listening to the sound. He repeatedly hit his chest with his fist.

I also made a bet.

Mr. Parum, who had been blankly watching the scene, quickly ran to the fence where Jincheol was stuck.

People who bumped into him occasionally made loud noises, but the shirt that followed behind him

Because of the allog, I couldn’t catch the teacher.

“Hey, Jincheol!”

“Oh, Mr. Parm. It’s been a while. How long has it been?”

“···Are you okay?”

Jincheol was lying on the fallen fence, looking up at Mr. Parum.

There was something strangely comfortable about the appearance.

“I’m always fine. It’s been about two months since I last saw you. In the meantime,

“How have you been, teacher?”

Mr. Parum was so relaxed at the sight of Jincheol, who was covered in dirt and mud.

He couldn’t hide his embarrassment. At that moment, the gamblers and drunkards who had collapsed were swearing.

He spat out and raised the fence and Jincheol together. Thanks to that, the person who was lying down comfortably

Jincheol was pushed back into the arena.

The stone fist that was enjoying the cheers of the people was surprised by the sight of Jincheol who had risen again or was raised.

He sniffed and sniffed hard. He then strode over to me and slammed his big fist into my face.

He hit Jincheol’s chin. Jincheol’s body swayed in the direction of the punch. People

The cheers grew louder.

Mr. Parum muttered as if groaning at the sight.

“Shouldn’t that be stopped? Jincheol doesn’t seem to have the will to fight…”

“I can’t stop him. Even if I stop Jincheol, I need another opponent to stop that one.”

The one who answered was Olog wearing a shirt. He was an experienced Olog, and a member of the same species.

As for that, it was good to see that his words were almost correct. Mr. Parm sighed.

He couldn’t hide it. This was because Doljumeok’s fist kept hitting Jincheol.

At that time, Jincheol, who had been hit, staggered back with the force of the punch and ran to the fence where Mr. Parum was.

He leaned against Lee. He looked at Mr. Parm and said.

“Oh my. I’m showing you something unpleasant. By the way, what brings you here?”

Then, I quickly noticed the shirt logo next to Mr. Parm and opened my eyes wide.

It turned blue.

“Huh? You?”

“Look behind you.”

“You, what?”

Jincheol turned around at Udim’s words and saw Doljumeok’s fist flying towards him. Jincheol

He was hit again and rolled on the floor. Doljufuk shouted at Jincheol who had fallen.

“Don’t bother me and just lie down, you punk!”

Then he raised both his fists again and drew cheers from the crowd. He was excited.

While Seo was shouting, Mr. Parm looked down at the fallen Jincheol and said.

“Why don’t you fight back?”

“Because it’s annoying.”

“···I came here to tell you something.”

“Well, I’m taking a break these days. Eating and playing are so much fun.”

“Without even listening to what I have to say?”

Jincheol closed his eyes as he lay in the mud.

“What does it all mean in the grand flow of time? I just lie here.

I wish I could be a stone···”

“Hmm.”

Mr. Parm stroked his mask and quietly looked at Jincheol, then passed by.

He said as if he was saying something.

“It was a story about your race. If you’re not interested, then let’s stop.”

Then he turned around. Mr. Parum, who was about to leave the arena, Udim

Got this. Udim gestured to Mr. Parum, who was looking at him, to look at Jincheol.

Jincheol was standing up.

“I am the new champion! The champion of the Golden Whale is now me! Stone Fist···”

The stone fist that had been shouting excitedly also found Jincheol standing up. He seemed displeased.

He sniffed loudly. Jincheol, facing him, also covered one side of his nose and sniffed loudly.

I unwrapped it. Mud and snot came flying out.

“Don’t you understand what I’m telling you to lie down, Norangi?”

“What are you lying down for, you red bastard?”

Stone Fist looked very distorted, as if he was angry that his moment of victory was ruined.

He approached Jincheol with big strides. And when he was at an appropriate distance, he took a step forward.

He went forward and slammed his right fist into Jincheol’s jaw. Jincheol’s fist was enough to shatter rocks.

It was driven down into his chin.

But at that moment, Jincheol avoided the punch by just slightly twisting his waist. At the same time,

His right arm grew dim and his stone fist jaw shook.

The sound of a whip ripping the air echoed through the arena a moment later.

“···”

The next moment, Doljumeok’s body fell over like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

The noisy fighting arena became quiet. However, the expressions on people’s faces were more of bewilderment than absurdity.

The atmosphere was like, ‘Well, then, that’s right.’ Some people were nervously holding onto the paper they were holding.

Thrown at the enemy.

“What is reverse···”

“Damn, again?”

While people were disappointed, Jincheol retrieved his clothes that were hanging on one fence and hung them.

He was hitting. He was wiping the mud off his face with what appeared to be a stone fist shirt.

Jincheol threw it to the fallen man and approached Mr. Parum.

“Let’s continue with what we were talking about.”

*

Jincheol, Mr. Parum, and Udim sat around in a corner of the Golden Whale.

It was done. Jincheol drank the glass of alcohol in front of him in one gulp and made a bang sound.

I put the catalog down.

“Did you know? Back in the old days, there was a similar drink called bourbon.”

Mr. Parum, who had been sniffing the wine glass, tilted his head.

“Bourbon? Isn’t it just ‘burn’? I think that’s what they called this type of flavored liquor. In the East.

“I know that in the West, it’s alcohol, and over there, I know that ‘burn’ is just a synonym for alcohol.”

“Bourbon and bourbon are a little different. Bourbon must be aged in charred oak barrels.

There are various conditions for this method, but unfortunately, this ‘Bun’ alcohol does not have such details.

There wasn’t any. If you don’t have anything to do later, build a brewery and make and sell fake bourbon.

Okay, I guess I’ll have to eat the rest.”

He raised his hand and ordered a bottle of alcohol from the waitress. The waitress said,

He said, bringing a bottle of black liquor.

“You drank like that yesterday and are drinking again?”

“How can I not drink when alcohol is calling me? Keep a ledger of the alcohol expenses.”

“When did you ever give it to me?”

“Why is this happening? How much is my fee on that ledger? I need to pay all of it in cash right away.

If you ask me, Tutchiravan will kneel and beg. He is already a small gentleman, so he will kneel.

If you kneel down, you might have to get down to see my face.”

The employee burst out laughing at Jincheol’s words, which were funny. Then, Woo, who had a dull expression,

Dim and Mr. Parum’s face turned ashamed at the sight of his wet, squinty eyes blinking.

She turned red. She quickly put down the bottle and walked away.

Jincheol filled a new glass and emptied it in one gulp, then wiped his mouth and said.

“How come you are here? Where are the other colleagues?”

It was a word directed at Udim. Udim shrugged his shoulders slightly, still with a gloomy expression.

It was a breeze.

“My comrades each went their own way. Everyone but me got off the ship that day.”

“What? You didn’t get off?”

“I had nothing to do right away, so I worked for Captain Romuto and got paid. I even went to Zipain.”

“Oh, you sissy.”

Udim lifted his glass and drank it all in one go, just like Jincheol did. The alcohol

He was sure he would come up, but the only reaction he showed was a slight twitch of the corners of his mouth.

“After I went there, Mr. Parm asked me to go to Sioux with him, so I came.”

“What kind of explanation is that? You just came because I asked you to come?”

As if he didn’t want to bother with a longer explanation, Udim tilted the bottle and filled his glass. Instead, he listened.

Mr. Dunn Palm continued with a smile.

“I’m coming to Sioux City, and I’d rather have company than come alone, so let’s come together.

“That was what I asked for. Udim readily accepted it.”

“If you are a Jiphain, then this is your hometown, teacher. But why did you come to Shiol again?”

Mr. Parm raised his hand and stroked his mask. Jincheol saw it and saw it in his eyes.

I was a little curious. There was something funny about that guy touching his mask like that.

But.

“When I arrived at the Zipaine, I immediately threw my resignation letter to Captain Romuto. And immediately

I went to the public library of the University of Bikha. I wanted to look up information about your species.

That was why.”

Jincheol’s hand, which was holding the glass, stopped.

“But as I was looking through the university records, I came across something very strange.

I was able to find it. I felt a sense of discomfort that I would not have felt if I had not met you.

“It was.”

“···What is this uncomfortable feeling?”

“I said I didn’t know about your kind, I said I’d never seen one while getting my degree.

Do you remember that?”

“yes.”

Mr. Parm said, shaking his head slowly.

“That was a bit of a mistake. There were traces of your race left. Just someone

The records are shredded by the authorities, and the intermediate links are broken, making the meaning of the documents unknown.

It just happened. I felt that sense of discomfort because I knew you existed.

“I could.”

“···yes?”

What does this mean? Jincheol asked, unable to hide his bewilderment, and Mr. Parum opened his eyes.

He continued speaking with a narrowed eye.

“There may be some leaps, but I have two thoughts from swimming in the tomb of the ancient books the last time.

I have become convinced of this. The first is that the masters of the forgotten empire are like you.

“The thing called race.”

The Forgotten Empire. A people who perished about 4,5 thousand years ago. But even they were humans.

I guess so.

“The second is that someone or some group intentionally erased records about them.

“The point is that I let it go.”

A look of bewilderment appeared on Jincheol’s face. What kind of bastards do something like that?