Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 3



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Episode 3

“So this is Esai and this is Rabito?”

When Jincheol asked that question while scratching his head, Tobi shook his head firmly.

Goh said, pointing at the picture again.

“Ravito. Esai.”

“No, they both have long ears. How can you tell them apart when the only thing they draw differently is their ears?

go.”

Jincheol spoke bluntly and leaned back in his chair. Toby, who had been acting decisively, was really

When Jincheol’s interest seemed to have waned, he quickly became restless and stood in front of him again.

He said this while laying out a piece of paper with a picture drawn on it.

“Ravito, Esai, Olog, Baika.”

“And Camponi.”

“huh?”

“You are also human. Then you should be here too. Camponi.”

Tobi laughed heartily, whether he understood what Jincheol said or not. Jincheol just grumbled.

He smiled and patted the guy’s head.

“Hehe, Jincheol. !@#!@#. Good.”

‘Good.’ Still, after a few days, I could understand that word. Jincheol

He looked at Toby, panting like a real puppy, with his head in his hands.

He was lost in thought.

Toby. He is the one who called Elder Atukai when Jincheol first woke up. And after that,

He continued to stay by Jincheol’s side and help him with his life in Camponi village.

He told me where to eat, where to sleep, and even where to go to the bathroom. And he told me how many days

I found out while living there that it was she who rescued him from the riverside and brought him to the village.

They were Seok and the guy’s friends.

There was something I learned by observing the atmosphere like that. Toby was a young guy.

It was a point. You could tell by the way the other camps treated him.

Other camps consider Toby a mature but still young child who needs to be watched closely.

It seemed like that.

Jincheol’s eyes turned to the table in front of him. It was also a table made of tightly woven bamboo.

It was like this.

On it were some sheets of paper, with some pictures and a drawing of the picture on them.

There were a few crooked letters written there, as if giving orders.

The paper described the races of this land: Rabito, Esai, Olog, and Bai.

According to Ka Toby’s description of the gestures, they were the mainstream race of this world.

“···What kind of races are there, damn it. It’s giving me a headache. Is this really another world?”

“Jincheol, what the hell again?”

Tobi asked back whether he heard Jincheol muttering. Jincheol had a trembling expression.

He said while writing.

“Fuck is a bad word. Good kids don’t say things like that.”

“···What the hell?”

Toby’s expression as he tilted his head looked innocent. Jincheol was that innocent puppy.

I turned my gaze back to the paper, feeling a faint sense of guilt at having corrupted one.

The Camponi tribe seems to be lacking in drawing skills overall, and the drawings on paper are a mess.

It was a window. It was a crude drawing that looked like it was drawn by an elementary school student. Still, there were some points here and there.

By pointing it out, I was able to figure out the characteristics to some extent.

“Esai is a person with long ears. So is he an elf? Baika is like a frog on a boat…

No matter how I look at it, Vito looks like a rabbit walking on two legs. This Olog is the only one who is average.

“He looks like a criminal. Except for the fact that he has tight muscles and a bushy head…”

“Ollog!@#!@$. Stupid. And bad.”

Tobi, who was listening to Jincheol muttering, responded to the word “Olog.” Jincheol said, “Olog”

He held up the paper and showed it to Toby, saying a Camponi word.

“Come with me. Do we look the same?”

He asked if Olog and Jincheol looked like the same race. Tobi then lowered his voice.

The crab shook its head. The guy immediately started explaining earnestly, using gestures.

Of course, it was only simple words that were used for Jincheol.

“Olog is stupid. Jincheol is smart. He already speaks Korean. Olog is bigger than Jincheol.

“K. And Olog fights. Always. He’s stupid and just fights.”

Toby said a lot more, but that was all Jincheol understood.

He crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, sighing. It was getting more and more

I really thought that this might be another world. It wasn’t like I got hit by a truck or anything.

Why did I fall into a place like this? Are there no real humans? This Olog is the only one who is okay.

Looks like Ram-

“And then, eat Olog and Camponi.”

“what?”

Jincheol frowned at Toby’s whisper. But Toby thought he had misheard.

He pretended to pick something up and eat it as if it was nothing.

“Olog, if you’re hungry, eat anything. Camponi, don’t go to Esai. Sometimes they eat among themselves.

“Eat it too.”

“···It definitely doesn’t seem human. I can’t be treated as the same species as those cannibals.

ji.”

Jincheol organized his thoughts neatly. He ate Camponi, who was able to communicate well, because he was hungry.

I didn’t want to treat them like human beings. After spending the last few days with them, I found out that the campos

They were not simply innocent people, but a race with their own culture and lifestyle.

He even saved Jincheol and taught him where to stay and what to say.

He didn’t even ask for a price, just because he was a lost guest. So Jincheol went hungry.

I didn’t want to eat them even if it meant dying.

“Okay, at least we know something about the Olog race. Then these guys, La

Vito? Describe these rabbit-like creatures. Are they real rabbits?

Jincheol showed Tobi a piece of paper with the title ‘Rabbit’ and asked him this question.

Now, the guy suddenly lifted his small, soft-looking hand into the air.

Then he moved his hands around making a ‘swoosh’ sound.

“···What is it?”

“Ravito flying plane. Rabito flying and fighting. Fighting among tribes like ants. Honey

The tribe is the best. Sometimes they fight with other tribes. Toby has never seen it.

According to Elder De, they also sing songs. War songs.”

While doing so, he sang something in a mumbling manner, and Jin heard the majestic melody somewhere.

A look of hesitation appeared on Cheol’s face again. Hearing Toby’s explanation, he could picture it.

It was because the rim was weird.

“War maniacs who fly around in airplanes and sing that their people are the best.

“Ira… what kind of fascist are you? The Flying Fascist Rabbit Army? How dizzying.”

Toby, who was humming the song, raised both hands again and imitated a flying machine, explaining something more.

But Jincheol’s gaze left Toby and turned toward the door. A guest had arrived.

It was because of that.

“Toby!”

Toby’s gaze also turned there. A color came to the boy’s face.

“Chakai! It’s different!”

The guests who appeared after slightly opening the door were Toby’s friends. The woman who saved Jincheol.

The guys who opened the door and came in rushed to the table.

“What are you doing? What are you doing? The stranger is !@#!@? Are you having fun?”

“Aren’t you hungry? I brought you some !@#! berries. They’re ripe and very sweet. Let’s eat them together.”

The two guys approached Toby and started chattering loudly. Toby answered them.

It was raining so hard that it really sounded like three puppies barking loudly.

Jincheol, who had been quietly watching the guys chattering, opened his mouth.

“What kind of fruit is it? Give me some too.”

At those words, Chakai’s already large and round eyes doubled in size.

Chakai paused for a moment and looked up at Jincheol as if he found it strange.

“Jincheol, are you already speaking Korean?”

“little.”

Tobi had a proud expression on his face at Jincheol’s answer, and the next moment, Chakai and

Daramba jumped up and down and caused a ruckus.

“Jincheol! Awesome! @#$$@! Amazing! !@###$!”

“You’re smart, Jincheol. Oh, this is !@#! A fruit. Jincheol eats it too.”

Jincheol, who was looking at the two guys laughing, took the fruit that Daramba had offered.

It was brought before my eyes. It had a familiar color and shape.

“···Isn’t this a banana?”

“banana?”

Jincheol left the Boksils tilting their heads and skillfully peeled the banana.

It was broken. The white flesh was revealed inside the yellow shell. I looked at it for a moment and quickly

I took a big bite, and the soft, sweet flavor of banana filled my mouth.

“Hmm. It’s sweet… No, this is really fucking sweet. Bananas from another world are three times sweeter.

“I guess it’s about that much.”

While Jincheol was eating the fake banana, the trio of Boksil just blankly watched.

I just looked at him. Then, when he swallowed what was in his mouth, I finally said,

They also started to eat the bananas.

“weigh!”

“delicious.”

“Jincheol, have one more.”

“thanks.”

Three Bok-sils and one former soldier sat there and peeled a bunch of bananas.

They ate. All four of them had a sweet banana flavor in their mouths. Jincheol touched his hands and nose.

I looked at the sight of the little girls laughing.

In that moment, the scenery there was captured in Jincheol’s eyes.

Beyond the wide open door, the sound of insects in the forest could be heard faintly, and

The wooden house was cool and well ventilated. It was a typical stuffy atmosphere in a dense forest.

It wasn’t that there was no flavor, but it was mixed with the scent of bananas and gave off a strangely sweet and comforting feeling.

It became an air that gave me a sense of accomplishment.

In summary, Jincheol was feeling lazy and comfortable here.

As he lay there on the chair and looked at Bok-sil, Jin-cheol suddenly tilted his head and

Muttered.

“Don’t natural bananas have many seeds? These sweet and delicious bananas are

“I think it’s a liver-improved one.”

Did these bastards breed bananas like humans? Come to think of it, it’s been a few days

Among the foods I ate, there were also foods made with rice and beans. However, this dense

A village of forests, giant trees, and bamboo houses hanging from the trees like beehives.

Nowhere on the coast could one find any rice paddies or fields.

“Toby.”

“Huh? Why?”

“Rice. Where is it grown?”

When Jincheol explained with gestures, Tobi, who had been tilting his head, smiled brightly.

“On the ground!”

“···On the ground?”

Then where do you grow rice if you don’t grow it in the ground? Jincheol wondered for a moment how he could respond to such an obvious question.

I didn’t know whether to respond.

“Do you want to go sightseeing?”

Jincheol nodded after thinking for a moment about Toby’s words. He was also starting to study again.

It was a shameless thing. Then the guy started to take the lead without hesitation. But the two

The steps stopped quickly in front of the door, because the other two Bok-sils did not follow.

It was.

Toby looked back at the other two guys and said.

“You guys aren’t going?”

“···We’ll just stay here.”

Chakai, who was answering, couldn’t even look straight at Tobi and Jincheol’s faces.

The way the eggs rolled looked like a puppy that had done something bad.

Jincheol, seeing that expression, immediately noticed the situation.

“Hey. You guys are skipping work?”

“···What is a ding-dong?”

“What you guys are doing now.”

At Jincheol’s words, Chakai and Daramba looked at each other, then smiled and said.

“That’s right! Taengtaeng! Let’s do Taengtaeng!”

“We came out secretly. If we get caught, we’ll get in trouble. We’ll stay here.”

Unlike the upright Toby, the two guys seemed to be little rebels in the village.

When I looked at Toby wondering what was going on with Chul, he was looking up at him too. Jincheol

He shrugged. He wasn’t one of those guys’ adults, and he wasn’t in a position to lecture them.

All Toby did was smile and shrug his shoulders.

In the end, Tobi and Jincheol left the room, leaving the two Boksils behind. When they went out the door, there were two people in front of them.

There are bamboo stairs and swing bridges that are complicated yet somehow provide a sense of stability.

All right. The two of them started to go down.

As I followed Toby, I was able to encounter other camponi. Toby told them

I greeted him briefly, and Jincheol also greeted me briefly with his eyes. The camponi greeted me briefly.

Everyone had a smiling face, as if there was something so good about the eye contact.

“Everyone likes Jincheol. It’s been a while since I’ve had a customer like Jincheol.”

“What did I do···”

Jincheol smiled bitterly. For some reason, it was a different world where even just knowing how to drink water was praised.

That’s why I thought of this. If I keep doing this, when I open my eyes, I’ll be a human gomtang in a pot.

Oh, it’s not boiling, is it?

After a while, Tobi stopped walking at the very bottom of the stairs, in the village of Camponi Bamboo.

It was the lowest point. That is, the base of a tree.

There was a door there.

“Just a moment. I’ll open it right now.”

Toby ran his hand over the wooden surface next to the door. He saw something similar to their writing.

The crooked letters appeared, shining brightly. When Jincheol saw them, anticipation rose in his eyes.

“Oh. Is this finally another world magic?”

Immediately afterwards, the door opened with a bright ding-ding sound. Beyond the door, below,

There were stairs going down. The ground was talking about the underground. Jincheol’s eyes were filled with anticipation.

I followed Toby down, who was leading the way with light.

At the end of the short stairs, Toby stopped. Jincheol also stopped. Then Toby followed Jincheol.

He said, looking back.

“This is the first floor of our farm. We grow rice here.”

“···”

Jincheol blinked and looked at the farm the size of a school playground spread out before his eyes.

I saw it. To be exact, there were lights shining vertically in layers and receiving the light.

Ah, it was a gaze directed at the rice that had turned blue. Jincheol muttered softly.

“···It wasn’t magic, it was science.”

The underground farm of the Boksils was a large plant factory where vertical cultivation was carried out.

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Author’s Note

I have included a simple sketch to help you understand the appearance. I will update in the future.

I’ll briefly explain when the lucky races appear.