This Universe Needs Old People - Chapter 108



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Apocalypse Needs Old People Episode 108

69. Candy (4)

aha.

If you knew I was Hayden’s son the moment you saw me, you’d probably conclude that I couldn’t possibly know a dentist after spending my entire life in a different district.

“I think there is a misunderstanding.”

“misunderstanding?”

“I clearly said that I didn’t remember. But he kept calling me senior, so I just assumed he was my junior at the military academy.”

“… Yeah, well. You’ll have to check with the saint to find out.”

Argon looked at me with eyes that seemed to be assessing whether what I was saying was true, then asked with a slightly softened attitude.

“Then, what brings the successor of one district here?”

I answered the question as it was.

“I have come to see the saint.”

“How do you know a saint?”

“I couldn’t help but know. I’ve been going around the whole area looking for such people.”

“That kind of person?”

“A person who came from another world.”

Judging from Argon’s expression, he obviously knows that the dentist is from another world.

“…What are you going to do about finding those people?”

“I will send you back to your original world.”

Argon’s reaction to those words was quite strange.

I wasn’t surprised or surprised by the words that they would find the people of the other world and send them back, but rather felt an inexplicable fear.

“Do you have the power to send those people back?”

“That’s not it.”

“That’s not it?”

He looked relieved when I told him that I didn’t have the strength to do that.

I continued, looking blankly at Argon.

“That’s not it… but if we meet those people first, we might be able to figure out a way to send them back.”

“Why is a well-fed brat who will soon become your Majesty the Commander doing such a thing?”

This time, it seemed like he was asking because he truly didn’t understand, so I answered frankly.

“It’s because of my mother.”

“If you’re my mother, I know a little bit.”

“You know?”

“Aren’t you the forgotten hero of the Coke District?”

Is that how the NPCs in other areas remember it?

“But why are you doing that because of that hero? What does it have to do with sending people back from another world?”

“Because my mother was also from another world.”

Argon’s eyes widened as he realized this fact.

I continued without even blinking.

“I can’t tell you the details, but… my mother was never able to return to her hometown and was buried in this strange land, turning into skeletons. I won’t create any more people like that.”

“… … .”

Argon thought for a moment, then opened his mouth in a slow tone.

“Saint… That child also often wanted to go home.”

“So, if you would allow me to speak with the saint for a moment-”

“But then you should go back even more.”

When I looked at him with a face like ‘what does that mean?’ Argon spoke in a cold voice.

“I’m not saying you’re wrong, but the people in our district rely on that kid a lot.”

“What that means is… … .”

“You can criticize me for sacrificing the minority for the majority, but as someone who is responsible for the district, if I can sacrifice that one child to maintain the district, I will do so. Since you are old enough to know, you should know that your father is no different from me.”

So… don’t even think about sending him back because you have to exploit the saint for the district?

Well, okay. At least I know you won’t be hypocritical.

It’s not that I don’t understand Argon’s position.

It’s not like I’m responsible for all the people in this area.

But bringing my father into this matter is crossing the line.

“It’s true that my father is a dictator. But he’s not the kind of person who would put everything on a child. Don’t speak of my father so carelessly.”

“Well, it doesn’t look like that to me?”

Why are you looking at me and talking like that?

Do you really think that it was Commander Hayden’s will that a young me came here?

I ran away from home… no, I was kidnapped and that’s why I’m here.

“Anyway, the saint is an asset to our district. So stop doing useless things and get out of my district.”

“… … .”

I stared blankly at Argon for a moment.

Argon faced me for a moment, but then avoided my gaze as if it was burdensome to have me in front of him.

Rather than feeling guilty about exploiting the saints… … .

“You are afraid of me.”

Argon flinched at those words.

“Who would be afraid of a little child like you?”

“Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to send the saint back right away, so I don’t understand why you have no choice but to expel me, the successor of another district. Why do you want to expel me so badly?”

“… … .”

I wonder if he realized that I wouldn’t move from this spot unless he heard the answer.

After a brief silence, Argon opened his mouth.

“…you said you didn’t know where your father was from.”

“Yes. Does my father’s origin matter?”

“Of course it’s a problem.”

Of course it’s a problem?

“Your father’s hometown is none other than the Knife District.”

I was speechless for a moment.

‘So Commander Hayden’s hometown is… … .’

A knife?

A place where only born psychopaths live?

‘That kind of dictatorial mindset wouldn’t come from the cola district.’

“Do you understand now?”

Argon spoke, not even hiding his reluctance towards me.

“I can’t trust that bloodline. We only have bows and arrows, and you are armed with guns! If you stay any longer, I will consider you a threat.”

“For now… Okay, I understand.”

I wonder what my father’s origins have to do with me.

I can’t use force against someone who is trembling in fear of me, who is only seventeen years old.

As it is an area with low difficulty, it was expected that they would not welcome the influx of outside forces.

If I weren’t a newbie, I wouldn’t have come to this area.

Areas like this that just stagnate and rot, with no attempt at development or change.

“However, we cannot leave right away, so we will stay somewhere away from the area for a while. Please rest assured that we will not approach the area without permission from the saint. Is that okay?”

“To that extent… I can understand.”

I’ll have to go back to the plane and re-plan.

How do we fix this miserable area?

I’m going to steal the dentist.

* * *

After Haytham Goodman left.

Someone came to find Argon, who was left alone with a worried expression.

“You’re here, troll.”

Argon looked at him as if he had been waiting and said.

“He was a dangerous guy, just like you said.”

“Was that so?”

The one who came to find Argon was one of the NPCs who was dealing with the one-horned jaguar.

no.

The player was ‘Igugu Troll’.

When I first woke up as a child in the candy district.

The Igu-gu troll despaired when he realized that he had been transported to the safe zone without any status window or translation skills.

‘I should study English harder!!’

Even if I regretted it, I was already in another world where there wasn’t even a Korean patch.

Even while struggling to communicate with NPCs, the Miracle Child starting point was stolen by another player.

Of course, I thought I was alone and was taking it easy, but then it was taken away from me.

‘Two people possessed at the same time… … .’

The Igu-gu trolls who were unable to open the system were completely unaware that they had been group-mongered.

The Igu-gu trolls, who had their spotlight stolen by other players, decided not to go against the wishes of the Miracle Child players, as their immediate survival was at stake.

Only after I had mastered English to some extent and was able to communicate did I learn the identities of the other players.

‘That kid… he’s a newbie, right?’

I don’t know how there are still newbies in the safe zone.

The newbie didn’t seem to know what to do in this game and didn’t hide the fact that he was a player from another world.

‘Fuck, if I had started with Miracle Child, I could have lived comfortably, enslaving these crappy area NPCs… Ha… But I guess I should help you since I’m a newbie… … .’

However, since he was already a veteran in the safe zone, he was a bit weak-hearted when he heard that he was a newbie, but at first he planned to help the newbie.

But after witnessing the newbie rolling around like a dog in Argon’s hands and earning the title of ‘Saint’, he gave up on helping.

This is because it was discovered that Argon, who was called a human being among the players, was actually a crazy bastard who did not hesitate to exploit children for the benefit of the district.

‘If that Argon kid finds out I’m a player, he’ll treat me like that too… … .’

Because a newbie who doesn’t know anything is acting up for no reason, he gets exploited by NPCs and such.

Why would a player sacrifice his body to protect an area when he’s just an NPC that’s just a piece of data?

‘If I were the main character, I would have shown those NPCs who think they’re better than players an example.’

The problem is that you’re stuck in a safe zone game with no special benefits.

Because the Igu-gu trolls didn’t want to be left out like newbies.

I was trying my best to hide the fact that I was a player and ask the ‘saint’ player.

The only thing this powerless and insignificant Igu-gu troll wants is one thing.

If you can’t return to your original world, die painlessly before the Second Apocalypse.

For him, the emergence of other zone players was never a positive sign.

It was he who immediately recognized that the outsiders were players and went to Argon to tell him that outsiders were not good for anything.

‘It turns out we weren’t the only ones who were possessed.’

And with three years left until the second apocalypse begins, how did you manage to blockade it and come all the way to someone else’s territory?

The Igu-gu trolls were in chaos and hoped that the sudden appearance of players would not disturb their peace.

“Since they said they’d stay outside the area for now, we’ll have to strengthen security around the area.”

“Oh, yes. Of course. They were guys with extraordinary fighting skills. They might take over our area by force… … .”

“No. It might be more dangerous than a military occupation.”

Fortunately, I was relieved when I saw that they were truly dangerous and that the Argon Line had decided to expel them from the area.

Unexpected words poured out of Argon’s mouth.

“I almost lost the saint.”

“What are you talking about?”

“They said they came to send the people of another world back to their original world.”

“…yes?!”

The Igu-gu troll jumped up from his seat, screaming like a bird.

“What do you mean, returning people from another world to their original world? Is that possible?”

“You say you don’t have that kind of power, but do you think you would have come all the way here through a horde of monsters without even knowing how to send them back? You might be trying to lure the saint away with those words.”

The Igu-gu trolls were confused.

The players that you had driven out by causing discord were actually the ones who had come to send you back to your original world?

‘It certainly seemed like they weren’t ordinary players, seeing as they came all the way here and could handle lightning… … .’

Should I run after him now, reveal that I’m a player, and ask for help?

There was a word that was stuck like a wedge in the ear of the hesitating Igu-gu troll.

“Hayden, that guy is really bad. He’s trying to steal someone else’s property by having his son do it.”

‘Hayden? Son? Was the player earlier Commander Hayden’s son?’

If Hayden is the safe zone, he is the dictator of the cola zone.

And if it’s that son… … .

‘A player who is in the middle of conquering the illegitimate child!’

I thought the black-haired, black-eyed Asian Kerma was strange, but it was because he was a player who was trying to conquer an illegitimate child!

The head of the enlightened Igu-gu troll began to roll quickly.

If you continue to pursue illegitimate children until you’re seventeen, there’s a good chance that player will become the next Grand Commander.

If so, what they came for was the last chance to escape this backward area that still couldn’t escape the bow and arrow and move to a slightly more developed area.

Even if they don’t know how to return to their original world, they will be able to live in a better environment than now.

But to ask them for help… … .

‘I have to give them what they want too… … .’

The Igu-gu troll thought so.

I stared at the candy area with moist eyes.

If you want to hand over the saint and move to another area naturally without being detected as a player… … .

‘This area needs to disappear first, right?’

* * *

“Hey! Wake up quickly!”

Han Yeo-bom and I returned to the plane without much success, and while thinking about how to bring back the saint, we fell asleep.

I lifted my head as a hand shook me roughly awake.

“What is it… … .”

“Come outside!”

Han Yeo-bom, who woke me up by shaking me, left those words behind and hurriedly went up onto the deck.

I rubbed my eyes, wondering if there was a problem with the plane, and followed Han Yeo-bom up onto the deck.

As soon as I saw the horizon burning red, I felt sleep disappear.

It was dark outside, and it was definitely not sunset time.

Taejung and Mickey Parker were already on deck, looking at it, and when I appeared, they spoke to me.

“It’s been like that for a while now.”

“Is that the candy area over there?”

“Our newbies are on fire right now!”

This is crazy.