Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 32



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Episode 32

Jincheol, who was looking at the dark entrance, was watching Meti Dotti standing on one side.

I kicked the lump. A crunch came out of the bastard’s mouth.

“Go ahead, Inma.”

“I, I don’t know the way to the temple either! The underground is too dangerous!”

“What? You tried to sell information to Haita, you punk. How can you sell information that you don’t even know?”

Metidotti spoke crawling forward, observing the complexions of the two men.

“This, the entrance… Anyway, the information about the entrance is real…”

“What? Then the people who go in are responsible for going to the temple from here?”

“···That’s how this business was originally. Wanting to sneak into the Sun Temple

Most of them are dirty people like grave robbers or thieves, so they are underground.

“No one came out alive···”

What? No one came out alive? Then isn’t this really dangerous? Jincheol said to Ferran

She looked back. She seemed to sense his doubts and said.

“As far as I know, the underground city is a very deep and complex place. It’s like a maze.

That is to say, even if you enter here, there is a high possibility that you will get lost and wander around.

It’s a story.”

“Then what about us?”

Ferran smiled and tapped his chest plate. Then the silver chest plate became silver.

Then she closed her eyes as if she heard a faint sound and put her hand on her head.

He pointed to the deep darkness.

“It’s over there.”

Oh my. It even has a navigation function? It really has all sorts of functions. Those future guys.

You’re smart. But why didn’t you think of avoiding destruction with that smart mind?

Ferran, who had been pointing into the darkness, opened his eyes and spoke.

“Even if I don’t know the exact path, I can at least get a sense of direction. I don’t feel anxious.

But at least you won’t get lost, so it’ll be okay.”

Jincheol immediately kicked Metidotti’s butt again.

“Do you understand? Forward!”

“Why, why? I said I don’t know the way···”

“You are a mine clearance team.”

“W-Who’s the landmine? Isn’t that the bomb that the rabbits use? Why are you putting that here…

“If you keep asking me, you might as well die here.”

At the cold voice of Jincheol, Meti Dotti slowly took the lead, making a whining sound.

It started. Aiman ​​followed him, laughing hysterically, and Ferran and Morel also moved.

As Haita passed Jincheol, he gave him a quick nod and whispered.

“thank you.”

“what?”

“···Thank you for saving me earlier.”

The guy just said that and quickly ran after the people in front. Jincheol was behind him.

As I was looking at the wet ground and laughing, Udim pushed his face in and

It was deleted.

“Jincheol.”

“What the hell, this is surprising. What is it?”

“That guy, Blackfoot Camponi.”

“Metidotti? Why?”

“I will keep a close eye on you. If you do anything foolish, I will cut off your legs and roast you.”

“···People say they won’t eat it anymore?”

“I don’t eat it. But I always have to practice my grilling skills. No, my cooking skills.

“It’s all like that. I’m glad I got some good material.”

“···Okay. Keep an eye on it and take care of it.”

Jincheol couldn’t hide his nervousness and let out a hollow laugh. Then he looked at me in front of him.

Meti Dotti, who was looking back, met my eyes and gave me a sympathetic smile.

Lila Hannibal is after your feet. Come on, Metidochi.

However, when Meti Dotti saw his smile, he let out a frightened sound and quickly ran forward.

Jincheol, who was laughing at the sight, also went to the back of the group.

I started walking along it.

The moment he entered the darkness, a bright light lit up in the center of Ferran’s armor.

It was like seeing the headlights of a car. The passageway the group was walking through was short.

It got brighter at times.

“It really has all sorts of different functions···”

Leaving behind a brief exclamation, I went through the narrow passage that opened up before my eyes and found a staircase leading down.

The platform came out. Let’s go down there and there is a slightly large space with wooden boxes and miscellaneous items piled up.

The liver came out. I opened the box briefly and saw a bottle of alcohol and a heavy machine device.

“What is this place?”

Metidotti, who had been leading the way in answering Jincheol’s questions, spoke quietly while looking at Ferran and Morel.

“It’s a warehouse.”

“What warehouse?”

“Small liquor and small engines… to avoid paying the temple taxes…”

Ferran’s expression remained unchanged, but Morel looked around the warehouse with frowning eyes.

It was as if he had remembered it well and was thinking of coming back to it later.

At the end of the warehouse, there was a passage blocked by iron bars. This warehouse was relatively well managed.

It looked like it was there, but beyond the bars, the walls and ceiling were cracked and partially collapsed.

It looked rough. Jincheol looked at it and thought of the research lab that was collapsing. Damn, go.

It’s not like it’ll suddenly collapse, right?

Meti Dotti opened the iron bars and stood in front of them, hesitating. Then, when he saw the sight, Jin

When the iron came closer, I was startled and quickly bent down to feel the ground. Soon

His hand found a transparent thread installed at the bottom of the passage.

Afterwards, I dismantled the small mechanical device attached to the wall and connected to the thread.

“What is it?”

“···Look, security device.”

Jincheol hit the back of Metidotti’s head.

“Didn’t this kid say anything a long time ago?”

“Sea, it’s disbanded! It’s gone now!”

“Really? Then move forward.”

He squirmed like a sick dog and advanced forward. Ferran followed him,

Udim’s eyes, looking at the bastard, shone dangerously.

As we entered the full-fledged underground passage, the first thing that changed was the air. It was cold and stuffy.

The air has a strangely musty, earthy smell as it lingers underground for a long time.

It felt like the stuffy air was filling my lungs and thickening my blood.

The floor of the dark passage, illuminated by the artifact’s light, was soon covered in moisture.

Water was flowing through the cracks in my walls and ceiling, forming small puddles. Muddy.

The group’s feet made a crunching sound as they stepped into the puddle.

Sometimes, when the road forked, Metidotti would look back. Each time, Ferran would look back for a moment.

I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of the armor – I couldn’t tell if it was real or not.

Was – chose one path and went forward without hesitation.

There were also stairs leading somewhere in the middle. If you follow those stairs,

Sometimes you’ll come across a room that’s completely collapsed, or a passageway that’s flooded and impassable.

Each time, the group had to turn back and find a new path.

The path we took was littered with some sort of debris, most of which had been removed over the years.

It was just a lump of dirt that I couldn’t even tell what it was. The only thing I could tell was

It was just a piece of broken pottery or glass or something like that.

As we walked along that unfamiliar road, there was a long silence when someone spoke.

“I know the direction, but I don’t know the way, so I’ll get lost when I go out.”

“Oh! That’s right! What’s the way out?”

Haitha was startled by Aiman’s words and shouted. And the person who answered was the wrong person.

It was so frustrating.

“I’ve memorized the route. I’ll lead the way when we go out.”

He then looked at Meti Dotti with a secret look in his eyes. After the business was over, Meti Dotti

It was a look that showed Tea’s fate. The one in front felt his gaze behind his back.

He shivered as if he had been hit by a bullet.

“Thank goodness. I can’t tell where I am right now. I’m going back and forth.

“It’s dizzying.”

“That’s right. If we had come alone, we would have wandered around and starved as he expected.

“I don’t know if he’s dead.”

Aiman ​​and Haita’s voices rang out slightly. The two looked at each other and smiled.

They were laughing. Although Haita was taller, the two were taller thanks to Ai’s aged face.

It seemed like a little old man and a girl were walking together.

Jincheol looked at the two people from behind and then spoke up.

“What is your relationship? You’re not blood relatives, are you?”

At those words, the two people’s eyes turned to Jincheol, then looked at each other again. Hi-ta

Ga smiled again and said.

“Uncle Aiman ​​is someone I’ve known since I was born. He was my mother’s friend.”

“So it’s already been over fifteen years?”

“Sixteen years. I’m an adult now.”

Haita said that with a somewhat smug expression. Aiman ​​just laughed, and Jincheol

Silver felt a little dizzy. Sixteen is an adult. It’s not like Joseon or the Middle Ages.

Nigo.

“···No. That’s roughly correct.”

Jincheol shook his head slightly. No matter what, from his perspective, sixteen was still

It was a kid.

“When I lived with my mother, there was a man who would come to visit me sometimes. He would buy me all sorts of interesting things.

He gave me a gift when I was three. He gave me a moving soldier as a gift when I was three.

I remember the exact same thing.”

“Do you remember that? It broke down not long after. Your mother said she would fix it.

“I remember using the dragon too.”

Haitah laughed and then turned to Jincheol and continued speaking.

“After my mother passed away, I always hung out with my uncle. He taught me a lot.

He taught me that. He is definitely not my blood relative, but he is my travel mentor.

“He’s my uncle, and my friend. He’s much closer than blood relatives.”

“Haha. Then, then.”

Aiman ​​seemed to agree with everything Haita said, and Haita only said that.

I smiled as I watched. Of course, I remembered the two people bickering like fire last night.

Jincheol, who was doing it, found it funny. This is what family is all about.

“Then what about that pirate named Harmen? Did you know him originally?”

“···”

Haita and Aiman ​​met eyes again quietly. And this time, Aiman ​​was far away.

I opened my mouth.

“I can’t tell you that. It’s a secret. Yes, it’s a secret. I’m sorry to say this, but

Aren’t we just in a relationship of temporary companionship and cooperation for the same goal?

“I can only tell you that it has to do with the mission Lee has. I’m sorry.”

“Is that so? That’s okay. Then I won’t ask any more questions.”

As Jincheol stepped back so coolly, only the child who had spoken in a serious voice remained silent.

Oh, I looked back at Jincheol once.

“···But, if you happen to learn swordsmanship from me, then you will become my disciple.

Because it’s a calculation-”

“mister!”

“Ahem ahem···”

At that moment, Ferran, who was deciding the path, stopped. In front of them was a staircase that divided into upper and lower levels.

It was because of the appearance of Ferran. Ferran closed his eyes and set the path as before, and the group

The silver went down.

As we descended the wide stairs that reminded us of subway stairs, a large building appeared in front of the group.

The hall appeared.

“Wow···”

It was a sight to behold, as admirable as Haitha was. The light emanating from Ferran’s breastplate

Although it doesn’t illuminate the entire underground space, it’s possible to vaguely distinguish its outline.

Thanks to this, the large circular hall and the pile of stones in the center were spread out.

A variety of scattered debris could be seen.

To Jincheol, it seemed like some kind of shopping center or residential space. Dirt and dust

Clothes that were covered in rust and close to thread, and were so rusted that it was hard to tell what they were.

Countless mechanical devices, stone slabs that have endured the ages and broken ones that give a glimpse of their former appearance.

There were signs and such hanging there that said things that could be done.

“Even a mess looks plausible as time passes, you know…”

A bitter smile appeared on Jincheol’s lips. Even though it had been scattered for a long time, the

The scenery of Heo clearly had the scent of modern civilization.

“What is that?”

At that moment, Haitha ran quickly, discovering something in the pile of stones in the center. She

In his hand was a piece of metal that he had seen before, like Ferran’s armor.

Light was radiating out, illuminating the area in front of my feet. It was an object with only a holographic portrait function.

It seems like this wasn’t it.

When she went, Aiman ​​went too, and Metidotti followed, trying to avoid Udim’s hot gaze.

Went. Of course, Udim, who was trying to watch him, followed him. For a moment, the group split into two.

It is divided.

Jincheol said, thinking that it was a good thing.

“Are you okay?”

“Huh? What? Oh, you don’t have to worry about the light going out. It’ll be on all day today.

“You can go there and be fine.”

In response to Jincheol’s question, Ferran thought it was a question about the light of the artifact and did not respond.

He answered. But Jincheol shook his head and continued speaking.

“Those two people. Anyway, they are the ones trying to sneak into the Sun Temple.

If we hadn’t met like that, the pirates in the prison would have suddenly disappeared and there would have been chaos.

“It may be possible.”

Ferran blinked his eyes and looked at Jincheol quietly. Then he smiled slightly.

He tilted his head.

“···You’ve been testing me since we met during the day, Jincheol. If I

After entering the temple, I was worried that I would send some kind of signal to call the hidden warriors.

Is it okay? Or is it that you are using Jincheol after drawing him in for some other purpose?

“Do you think so?”

She continued speaking softly, a smile never fading from her lips.

“I am a warrior. As long as my heart beats and the sun shines, I am a warrior.

You must sacrifice your life for the honor of Antera. That is what will raise the name of Antera.

And it is a way to protect my soul. Honor and soul are synonymous. And

Now the honor whispers, those two are my companions, not my enemies.

Yes. In other words, as I told Jincheol during the day, we have the same goal without any tricks.

“It means that we are the people who need to join forces for this.”

“···At best, these are the people I met before coming here?”

“Of course. More importantly, you are the link between them and us.”

Jincheol avoided her eyes, wondering if she was smart or just naive.

It was difficult to meet the eyes of a person who had a certain belief.

My heart was too desolate to be together, and I cursed at my worthless faith.

Because I was already too tired to do it.

So Jincheol turned his attention to the group over there.

“The view is nice, but let’s remind ourselves of our goal. It’s time to get moving.”

“···Yes. Let’s go.”

Even Morel, who had been quietly listening from the side, followed the group that had gone ahead.

And Jincheol also came first to remind me of the goal, making it meaningless.

My mouth opened slightly like the people I was talking to.

“···What is it? Is it a tank?”