Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 40



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Episode 40

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The appearance of a giant Rabito airship. The entire city of Shiol is thrown into a state of shock and confusion.

It seemed like that, but it wasn’t really like that.

“Those guys? It’s amazing. I wonder how something that big can fly. But how many

“It’s not that scary if you see it appearing once a year.”

Chike, an employee of Golden Whale, continued wiping the table as if nothing had happened.

“Rather, some merchants are waiting for their visit, saying it is an opportunity to clear out their warehouses of inventory.

There are people. What did they say? They were filling up supplies? Those ‘real nobles’ are Shiol.

Every time I visit, I buy all kinds of things and spend a lot of money.”

She spoke strongly of the word ‘real noblewoman’ and took out a round silver coin from her bosom.

I handed it to Jincheol. When I received it, it was a thin silver coin with a rabbit engraved on it. Jincheol looked at it.

Silver barely managed to hold back his laughter.

The simplified rabbit relief pattern resembles the logo of a world-famous adult magazine from ten thousand years ago.

Because it was visible.

“They say that if you keep it in your pocket, it will become a talisman that brings you money, so I have one too.

I was there. Isn’t it strange? I don’t know for sure, but they have their leader’s face like that.

They say they engrave it on money. But the strange thing is, it’s never the same face.”

“It’s different every time you come?”

“I don’t know. Maybe different guys come every time.”

Jincheol flicked the silver coin he was looking at. Chike opened her apron to catch the silver coin flying towards her.

After receiving it, he glanced at Jincheol.

“What are they doing upstairs?”

“What are you doing?”

“What are three men of different races doing together, saying they don’t even need to clean the room?

Jincheol answered her question by taking a bottle of alcohol from the bar.

Did.

“Ah! You didn’t pay again!”

“I told you to put it in the ledger.”

“Wait a minute, Tutchiravan has something to ask-”

Even a tiger will come if I tell it to. In this case, it would be Camponi who will come if I tell him to.

am.

At that moment, the door of the Golden Whale opened with a thud, and an old camponi with a red nose appeared.

I appeared. Chike, an employee, saw him showing off his spiky hair and quickly retreated.

Then I pretended to clear the table.

Camponi opened the door and appeared, looking around the empty bar, and saw Jincheol looking at him.

He came over quickly after discovering it. Jincheol lifted the bottle of alcohol he was holding and spoke.

“It seems like it’s been a while, Tutchiravan. Will you put this in the ledger?”

But above all, he is the owner of the Golden Whale bar and the illegal bare-knuckle fighting ring.

Tutchiravan, who said he was a former sailor, stabbed him with a knife without even looking at the bottle of liquor.

He blurted out as if he was thinking.

“Did you bury Meti Doti?”

“···Who would say that? Even if you were to frame someone, you would frame an innocent person like me.”

“Pure? Put away the bottle of alcohol and say that. And who says that? Right now

“All the back alleys of Sioux City are like that.”

Jincheol shrugged his shoulders, opened the cork of the bottle with his teeth, spat it out, and took a refreshing sip.

He swallowed it. Tuchiraban looked at Jincheol with serious eyes and continued speaking.

“The headquarters of Meti Doti, which was destroyed, is rumored by the surviving members of the organization.

This is spreading. Why did you start a fuss with one Sandesiya Camponi? Be careful. Other

The organizations see you and your camp as a major threat. Maybe the contractors.

“I might send it.”

“A contractor?”

“I’m talking about those who kill people for money.”

Jincheol laughed. Now you have money on your plate? You’re really going to die.

“I know a friend who went missing after doing something similar, his name is Meti Dotti. He did the same thing.

I guess there are a lot of friends who want that.”

“···Are you trying to completely destroy Shiol’s organization?”

“Why are you going that far? Just have a serious conversation about non-violent and constructive goals.

“It’s sharing.”

Jincheol said that, drank the bottle of alcohol, and then walked up to the second floor. Ah

The remaining Tutchiraban on the lower floor looked at Jincheol’s back as he went up with anxious eyes.

I was watching.

*

Jincheol, who entered the second floor room, said while looking at Mr. Parum, who was fidgeting at the table.

“Are there any achievements?”

“Hmm···”

Instead of answering, the teacher crossed his arms and slurred. In front of him was the dead Berdo’s

Typewriter artifact obtained from the taxi – a retro sci-fi miniature computer in Jincheol’s eyes

It looked like – was placed there.

After Mr. Parm discovered it, he stayed in the Golden Whale’s room for two days.

He tried to operate the machine inside. Jincheol thought it looked like a computer.

Because the teacher was also convinced that it was an artifact.

But I tried pressing all the keys there and other buttons and switches.

I looked up, but there was no power supply anywhere to operate the thing.

Jincheol approached the teacher and said.

“Should we just break it? There might be something else hidden inside.”

“That is… as a last resort, two or three. This is an artifact that works in some way.

“Isn’t it something that is unknown?”

Jincheol didn’t say anything seriously and didn’t insist further. Instead, he turned his head and went to the window.

I looked at Udim sitting there.

“If you do that, can you see anything?”

“People are visible.”

Udim said that without even looking away from the window. He was holding a rifle.

I was standing guard outside with my head down. I don’t know much about complicated things like artifacts.

You are checking your surroundings to see if anyone else is after you.

Jincheol went next to him and looked at the scenery outside the Golden Whale’s window, then took a sip of his drink.

He took a sip and offered it to Udim. Udim accepted it and took a sip.

He swallowed it and gave it back to Jincheol.

Jincheol, who had been looking outside for a moment, looked back at Mr. Parum and said.

“I wish there was a magician at a time like this. At least I know what that thing is.

“Wouldn’t you be my wife?”

“Just because I’m a sorcerer doesn’t mean I can read the history of every artifact. Right now, Sandesh

“Even the sorcerer of the night couldn’t explain exactly what was in your left arm.”

Jincheol raised his left arm and smiled.

“···That Cassian bastard said this was the blade of the sun or something. In your opinion,

How is it?”

“It’s an artifact of a form I’ve never seen before, so I don’t think it’s something I can say anything about. But still

It won’t hurt you right away, so we’ll just have to wait and see. Rather, go out and see.

“What about the citizens of Sioux?”

While Mr. Parum was struggling with the dead scholar’s belongings, Jincheol was looking around.

Explore how the people of Ni and Shiol react to the appearance of the Rabito airship.

It was a long way. Chike, the employee downstairs, was the last interviewee.

Jincheol stood leaning against the window and spoke.

“No one reacts as much as I thought. The only people who are making a fuss are those from outside.

The natives of Sioux City rather like the fact that the ‘real nobility’ who spend a lot of money have come.

“More.”

“···Do you think there might be some connection between their appearance and the meditation meeting?”

Jincheol shook his head at Mr. Parm’s words.

“I don’t have enough information to know if that’s a leap or not. But listen

It is said that the leaders of that airship and the leadership of Sioux met. What was the conversation?

I don’t know for sure, but it seems like the results were bad. The rabbits confidently entered the viewing room.

He ran away quietly and returned to the airship.”

“Hmm···”

Mr. Parm stroked his mask again and fell into thought. He looked at him for a moment.

Jincheol immediately placed the bottle of alcohol he was holding down on his table. Then, in surprise,

He spoke to Mr. Parm, who was looking at him.

“Teacher, it’s time for you to stop. It’s already your second day. You’ve been in prison.

Escape from the West, take care of the dying prisoners, run through the night streets of Sioux City, and stay there.

I came here and touched it for two days. It wouldn’t be strange if I collapsed right away.

“Yes.”

“Well, I got some sleep last night. You and Udim couldn’t get any rest either…”

“I’m very strong and that guy just watched out the window. It’s okay, sir.

“Take a sip of this or that and get a good night’s sleep.”

“···And you?”

Jincheol gestured outside the room.

“I’ll go down and listen to see if there are any other rumors. The room is guarded by Udim.

I will. Right?”

Udim nodded silently, his gaze fixed outside the window. That kid is so damn heavy.

When Jincheol said that with a smile, Mr. Parum also nodded while touching his eyes.

“Okay. Then… I’ll take a break for a bit…”

Mr. Parum really took a sip of the drink Jincheol gave him, then went to bed and sat down.

He was tired. He pretended not to be tired, but he seemed to be quite tired. Jincheol sat by the window.

After checking the existing Udim, I left the room.

“···If those thugs from the assembly still remain in this city, they should try to kill you now.

I mean, I’ll take it. There’s nothing we can do about Gugban falling into Antera’s hands.”

The assembly of meditation. The black hand they put into Shiol was not only the scholar and his servant.

It will happen. Jincheol saw that there must be a clear countermeasure for the aftermath.

The failure of the original plan will lead the Sun Temple and the Esai clans to try to crack down on Shiol.

Rather than being swept away in the process, gather all your remaining energy and use it to directly harm others.

It was Jincheol’s expectation that he would do that.

They started to seriously investigate the situation and confirm the teacher’s location.

The time until we move will probably be tomorrow or the day after. Based on Jincheol’s current intuition and calculations.

That’s right.

Will the premonition of the squad leader who fought on the Manchurian front ten thousand years ago still be valid?

The feeling of a military barricade that has been frozen for ten thousand years. It’s cool. You can see beyond the wall even with your eyes closed.

It seems like it will be there. After a long time, I started thinking seriously and my mind opened up.

It’s a feeling.

“···But wouldn’t it be possible for it to really open after ten thousand years?”

Jincheol, who was laughing alone at his useless thoughts, shook his head and went down the stairs.

“···Huh? Was it a little early?”

The scenery on the first floor was different from before we came up. Employee Chike and bar owner Tuccira

It seemed like there was half of it.

A strange man wearing a black coat and hat turned over in a space that should be slowly filling up with guests

The fact that there were a lot of pups, and the two people in front were hiding in the corner.

The only difference was the degree to which they lost.

*

Employee Chike was looking at Jincheol with a desperate face with tears streaming down his face.

On the other hand, Tutchiravan just looked down at the floor with his nose bleeding profusely.

It was just there. What’s the point of this guy, Udim, just watching outside the window all day? The first floor is like this.

Without even knowing that it was occupied.

Also, the dark-skinned men’s gaze was directed at Jincheol, who was standing on the stairs. A total of twelve. Jincheol.

In the meantime, he counted their numbers and spoke briefly.

“They’re not the type to meditate.”

“contemplation?”

Standing at a standing table in the middle of the bar, with a bottle of alcohol and a glass of alcohol placed on it.

The guy who was there asked back. You’re the one with the beak.

“The ones I was waiting for.”

“Is that so? That’s too bad for those guys. You have to have a deep conversation with us.”

“Who are you?”

He didn’t answer right away, but picked up the glass on the table and took a sip.

He put it down with a thud. His eyes were blue from under his wide-brimmed hat.

It was fluttering.

“···Our youngest died by your hand.”

“The youngest? Metidotiga?”

“No. Not that little dog.”

Jincheol came down the stairs with brisk steps while talking to him. His steps on the first floor were

He headed towards the standing table where he was. The black hats lined up inside the bar looked at him.

This moved after him.

The Esai man, who was emptying his glass, narrowed his eyes at the sight of Jincheol approaching him.

It came out. Regardless, Jincheol picked up the bottle and filled the empty glass. Then, without hesitation,

I emptied one glass.

“Then there is one guy who I can say I killed in my hands… A stone fist in the middle of the night.

“That bastard who showed up and tried to stab me in the back. Wasn’t that bastard one of MetiDotti’s subordinates?”

“···To be exact, it was an employment relationship. It was a sort of dispatch between our Brotherhood and MetiDoti.”

Jincheol laughed in vain and filled his glass again.

“What the hell is the Brotherhood? There are so many fucking organizations in this city. Stop it now.

“Come out, please.”

And then another glass. Esai, facing Jincheol, looked at him with narrowed eyes.

He rolled his tongue around in his mouth and then opened his mouth again.

“···Our brotherhood serves the Mother of Vengeance. Therefore, the single needle of serving her

According to the snow-”

“Shut up, you little shit. I don’t care about that kind of stuff.”

“···”

Esai’s eyes became so narrow that they were as sharp as blades. With just those eyes, he could really see through people’s eyes.

I felt like I could tear off some flesh.

But regardless, Jincheol poured himself another glass.

“I can guess why you’re here. That old sailor told me.”

“···Really? Why?”

“The youngest’s revenge is secondary, I just want the underworld organizations of Shiol to kill me.

“Didn’t you throw away a lot of money?”

“Huh, you know a lot. Then, can you guess how much that is?”

Jincheol emptied his glass. The alcohol was being filled again.

“How the fuck would I know that? I’m already upset, so stop saying such bullshit.

la.”

“Are you upset? Ha! Are you afraid of us?”

Jincheol, holding a full glass to his lips, looked at Esai, who was laughing, and spoke coldly.

“···That’s not it, but even after ten thousand years, I still have to live by killing people.

“This is so fucked up, you little shit.”

Jincheol, who had just finished his drink by breaking his chin, lightly threw the glass to the other side. What?

Esai was shocked because he just threw it without any threat, like throwing a ball to a child.

He had no choice but to take it in fear, and the blade he was holding hidden in his palm

It just fell down on the table.

At the same time, Jincheol’s foot pushed the standing table forward. The heavy table

It sounded like a joke, like a leather ball, and then it covered the Esai on the other side.

He was pushed all the way to the wall of the bar with a bang. The wall shook loudly with a bang.

At the same time as the sound, the black Esais who had been lined up inside the bar rushed towards Jincheol.

In their hands were suddenly knives that looked like iron skewers.

But Jincheol also started to move. A white light appeared on the back of his right hand.

The blade rose and cut through the air. The skewer that was aiming for Jincheol’s vital point was cut off and ting-

He made a clicking sound.

The following front kick kicked the owner of the severed skewer. The guy’s chest was shattered.

He fell backwards, blood spurting from his mouth and nose.

He spun around and deflected the blade that was stabbing him from the side, and stuck close to him. He cut the blade short.

I wrapped my arms around the neck of the guy who was trying to grab the crab and spun around half a turn. The other guy who was stabbing me

The two swords were stuck in his body.

I did another half turn and took a step back, and at the same time I cut them all down with my sword.

It was amazing to feel the weight of the blade as it cut down three people, but it was just

He swung his sword vigorously. The blade of the sword seemed to buzz.

The waists of three people were cut off, and blood gushed out onto the floor of the bar. There it was.

Blood also appeared on Jincheol’s face.

Some of the guys froze at the sight. Jincheol didn’t froze. He told the closest guy

He took a big step forward and stabbed his right arm. The length of his arm was equal to the length of his sword.

The blade extended straight out and pierced one of the men’s faces from the front. The arm was swung away, and the corpse was

I was dragged around like a doll with its strings cut off, rolling around on the side.

When six people, including the one who was making a fuss, died in an instant, they decided that close combat was not an option.

As if thinking about it, the two men at the bar door immediately put down their knives and put on their wide coats.

He pulled something out from inside. It was a crude shape, but its short shape was familiar.

All. It was a gun. Jincheol immediately covered his face with his right arm.

The sound of “tata tata tata” and bullets rained down on Jincheol.

But a faint light came from the armguard on his forearm, or to be exact, from the armguard on his right arm that he held out.

It was shining and a translucent film was floating. The bullets that the Esais had fired were all

It fell to the floor of the bar with a thud, blocked by a translucent membrane.

The two men fired shots, but it didn’t take long. They fired less than fifty shots together.

The bullet hail had to stop quickly because there was no bullet left. After that, the two guys whose magazines were empty

Eun looked at Jincheol with a blank expression, then came to her senses and fumbled to reload.

Jincheol didn’t wait for him to reload. He ran to him, clearing his shield, and aimed his gun at him.

He kicked the owner of the gun while holding the ball, and the bastard’s body fell out, and his hand

He threw the remaining pipe gun to the other guy. That short submachine gun.

It went through the guy’s chest like some kind of spear. The two guys who were shooting

He died like that.

There are four left. The four who seemed confused at first glance at the situation so far soon

They exchanged glances among themselves, then all rushed at Jincheol with swords in hand. Jincheol

Silver instinctively stretched out his right arm towards the guy who was coming the closest. The blade pierced the guy’s

It went straight through my chest.

But the bastard didn’t stop and kept running forward, and the blade that had been digging in was still there.

It extended to Jincheol’s forearm. With bloodshot eyes, he grabbed Jincheol’s right arm. His

I didn’t avoid it on purpose to prevent movement.

One sacrifice gave the remaining three a chance to attack. Based on the one who grabbed the arm.

One from the right and two from the left threw themselves at each other, thrusting iron skewers at them.

It was also a desperate attack that put life at risk.

At that moment, the face of the man who had blocked Jincheol’s right arm hardened. His body, his feet, were on the floor.

Because it was hot in .

At the same time, light and heat shot up from Jincheol’s left arm. It was the same as the arm and the main arm.

He drew the shape of a burning blade that was moving forward while eating.

The next moment, Jincheol’s body rotated and strange concentric circles were drawn around him.

A ring of flame with a white line running through its center.

“···”

Jincheol, who had stopped spinning, crouched down on one knee and took a deep breath.

A faint smoke was rising from his arms as he lowered them. The flames on his left arm were

It was still blazing, and the blade on his right arm was buzzing.

Jincheol raised his head. The four Esai who were attacking him were hit by two rotating blades.

It was torn into pieces and scattered in front of him. He slowly got up and looked around the bar.

When I looked, there was no one alive.

“Keuk···”

Correction. There was one. Jincheol put away the sword in his right hand and approached the guy. The guy

was the first one to be slammed into the wall. His body was half-cut and bleeding on the table.

It was flowing.

The guy looked at Jincheol who was approaching and spoke with difficulty.

“What are you, ugh··· What are you doing, groan··· What are you doing, monster···”

“If it was the basement of that temple, would Jindallae have told you not to kill me?”

The guy opened his mouth foaming at the mouth as if trying to answer the question he didn’t understand.

He grinned. But Jincheol didn’t wait for an answer.

“···That might have been the case. Then would I have saved you too? I don’t know about that.”

Jincheol swept the sword in his left hand, still burning, at the man. It was neatly cut against the wooden wall of the bar.

A single shining line was drawn.

The neatly cut head fell to the floor and rolled around. I looked down at it.

The burning light in Jincheol’s left hand slowly faded away. For some reason, the light disappeared.

Now, it seemed as if shadows were gathering around Jincheol.

Jincheol suddenly turned his head and saw himself looking at the bar that had become a slaughterhouse with a blank expression.

Labo was able to find the employee Chike. Tuchiraban was shaking with his head down.

And he was ignoring him.

For some reason, I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw that sight.

“There’s no one to stop this, so there’s no need for a Baekjeong. Hey, just like you said, a monster···”

Jincheol turned his head and saw that the person he was talking to had a face that was only rolling around.

He stopped talking when he realized that.

Jincheol looked down at the head for a moment, then turned around with a bitter smile.

And then, before you know it, there is an open door and a gorgeous dresser standing there looking at the scenery inside.

I was able to find a woman named Esai.

“Huh? You?”

“···What a mess. I hope there was a reason for it. Isn’t it?

“I think we should mobilize the forces of the Russian family to arrest you first.”

The name of the woman looking around the bar with frowning eyes was Ishanka. It was Ishanka of Antera.