This Universe Needs Old People - Chapter 99



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Apocalypse Needs Old People Episode 099

66. Player highlight video (3)

Immediately after seeing Beyonce’s face in the highlight video of T-Balom.

I immediately called Taejeong and asked him.

“Are you really national team member Kim Tae-jeong?”

Of course, it may have been a somewhat hasty and insensitive question.

I was originally a fan of Kim Tae-jung.

There is no particular reason why I am a fan, it is just because they are the best soccer players in Korea.

I think I said that I was a Premier League fan and then I switched to gaming.

Originally, I was watching the K-League, but when Kim Tae-jung transferred overseas, I started watching the Bundesliga, and when the doping scandal broke out, I moved to the Premier League.

That Kim Tae-jung is possessed in the safe zone with me.

Can’t we just call them and check right away?

It didn’t seem like a big secret that Taejung was a national team player… no, a soccer player.

I was curious as to how my mother, who is a soccer player, became so obsessed with this game that she probably had nothing to do with me.

‘But who would have thought I’d hear that annoying overseas player’s in-game nickname from Taejung’s mouth?’

As I’ve said before, I hate foreign users.

Not only did those kids steal my strategy guide, they also acted like they were the original creators of the guide.

Among them, mikisoccer.

This guy is the one who would translate my strategy into English almost within a day and post it on the American community with his signature.

At the time, I wondered how an American could speak Korean so well, but if the main character is Mickey Parker, then he is a Zainichi Korean, so it makes sense that the English-Korean translation was quick.

Of course, I sent a polite message to mikisoccer.

It’s my strategy, so either cite the source properly or take the strategy down.

But mikisoccer’s reply was concise and X-like.

[mikisoccer: eng plz]

I know you might misunderstand, but I sent it in English.

Since they know I’m Korean, they deliberately criticized my English skills by saying things like “English please” and so on.

So I decided.

Even though I can’t stop people from plagiarizing, I have to upload only strategies that this little mikif*cker can never follow.

At that time, my strategy wasn’t that difficult, but as I made a strategy that even the person who copied it wouldn’t be able to execute, it became a more complicated and vicious strategy.

The latest news I know is that Mickey Sucker posted a guide to the Love Zone that he couldn’t conquer, and was laughed at by other American players.

But I still felt bad and thought that he would definitely get revenge someday, but that guy was Taejung’s friend.

“So my friend Ingamen is mikisoccer… no, hyung!”

Tae-jeong, who was about to answer absentmindedly, grabbed me with a face that seemed like he couldn’t understand at all.

“I’m Kim Tae-jung, the pharmacist. Is it time to ask about my friend’s nickname?”

Honestly, I found the story about mikisoccer more interesting than the story about Taejeong never actually doing anything like doping.

No, rather than that, if this guy is really Kim Tae-jung, he seems to be ten years older than me, but can I still let him call me hyung?

“Do you not know me… … ?”

“No. I was a fan of yours.”

“You were my fan!?”

Taejung looked at me with an even more desperate expression.

“Then… you must be very disappointed in me. No matter what I say, you’ll have a hard time believing it, but I really… … .”

“No, well. If you say no, then no.”

“yes?!”

Taejeong was even more embarrassed and just opened his mouth.

I sighed softly and explained.

“Why would he hide the fact that he was weak when he was even tricked into playing a game? That’s why I don’t think he’s lying.”

“That, that’s why… … .”

“Actually, when he said he had doped, I thought it was so out of the blue, but I was even more disappointed that Kim Tae-jung retired instead of giving a proper explanation.”

“That’s… I’m sorry. I also felt bad that I betrayed the fans’ trust… … .”

Tae-jeong, who had been mumbling like that, soon became sullen and quiet.

hmm.

It’s not that I was disappointed that you betrayed my trust, I just turned away because I couldn’t get my dopamine hit anymore, but whatever.

“That guy who plays Mickey Soccer or Soccer, is your friend?”

“yes…….”

“And that entity was actually Mickey Parker, a real professional player playing in the Bundesliga?”

“Yes.”

‘mikisoccer… I thought it was a nickname parodying Mickey Parker, but it was really him.’

No, why would a successful soccer player go so far as to translate into English and steal the strategy guide of a poor Korean player who struggles to play a game that isn’t even patched in Korean?

“Where is that kid now?”

“yes?”

Taejeong tilted his head in confusion at my question.

“Well… Mickey plays in the Bundesliga.”

“know.”

“I don’t think a guy from Germany would come all the way to that convenience store and get possessed… … .”

Not at all.

Just from listening to the story Tae-jung had told so far, it wasn’t hard to guess that Mickey Parker had also been possessed.

“That guy was such an avid reader that he would steal all of my strategy posts, so there’s no way he wouldn’t have seen the convenience store link.”

“Huh? Even so, I don’t think a guy from Germany would come all the way to Korea just for that convenience store.”

“It’s not just because of the convenience store.”

I said, pointing at Taejeong with my finger.

“You disappeared.”

“ah……!”

“It’s already been a few years since Tae-Jeong Kim retired, and if he’s been checking on you via text message for that long, he must have been really worried about you. And if you don’t reply to chats or texts, and there are stories in the community that the veterans who went to the convenience store have gone missing?”

Then Taejeong looked surprised and showed a face that seemed to have realized something.

“Car, did you go find it? To that convenience store?”

“It is highly likely that it was.”

He was so persistent that he copied all of my strategies, so it was clear that he was also quite obsessed with confirming Taejung’s life or death.

Taejung looked worried that Mickey Soccer might have been possessed because of him, but he didn’t care.

I just need to catch and punish those who plagiarize my strategy guide.

“What do you think you would have chosen?”

“yes?”

“Mickey… What do you think Mickey Parker would have picked out at the convenience store?”

“Uh… I guess Mickey is a professional athlete, so he wouldn’t have chosen to eat anything. He doesn’t eat just anything. Of course, he wouldn’t have chosen cocaine either.”

Candy, cola, cigarettes, beer, chicken, and cocaine are all excluded?

So all that’s left is love, unicorns, and knives…

‘There was a Mickey Mouse in the Love Zone, but what are the chances that Shin Jo didn’t know about it?’

Since he is a guy who copied all of my strategies, he is definitely a vassal. If he had fallen into the love zone, there is a high possibility that he would have acted impulsively instead of following Shin Eun-jo.

However, if you had fallen into the knife zone, there is a higher chance that you would have already died… … .

While I was thinking about it, Taejung spoke carefully.

“Well… I think I would have chosen a unicorn doll.”

“A fully grown man chooses a doll there?”

“Because I’m American.”

I don’t know what Americans and unicorns have to do with each other, but if Tae-jung thinks he fell for a unicorn, then he’s done it.

“Then it will be in the hands of another addict.”

“A Topamin addict? … Are you sure that’s what you call the Unicorn Zone players?”

“You don’t have to worry about Mickey Mouse.”

“It’s not Mickey Soccer, it’s Mickey Soccer… But, you’re saying I don’t have to worry? Even though I’m with that imposter player?”

“huh.”

If it had been before it was confirmed that the Topamin addict was really ‘me’, I would have suspected that Mickey Sucker was the Topamin addict…

Now that it’s confirmed that I’m a Topamin addict, there’s no reason for Mickey Sucker to pretend to be me in the area he’s in.

When I turn seventeen and leave the district, I’ll have to see that kid’s face at least once.

“If you say so, hyung… I’m glad. I feel so sorry if something happens to Mickey.”

“… … .”

He said that since he was me, he would have retaliated as soon as he found Mickey Sucker, so I didn’t have to worry about it.

I thought Taejung would be shocked if I said that, so I just smiled.

“No, but. Are you really just going to overlook the fact that I was a drug addict?”

“huh.”

I’m just not interested because it happened a few years ago and I got all my dopamine from it.

Taejung looked at me with a very moved face.

It makes me feel so… … that the soccer player I was a fan of was looking at me like that.

It was good!

* * *

If it felt good, it was good.

Now it was time to finish Daphne’s work properly.

The commander knew that Daphne was a player, and he didn’t seem too shocked because he thought I was a regressor too.

Meursault is a little worried, but due to his denial of reality, he has faith in me… or should I say, faith?

I was living my life as usual, full of thoughts that I would somehow solve the problem.

Even though Meursault despaired when Daphne died in the game, he was a man who worked hard to protect the area.

It is unknown how long he could endure this condition, as Meursault also poisoned himself shortly afterwards.

Anyway, even though Daphne died, Meursault somehow managed to live on, while Anton did not.

Since Daphne was an NPC who died when she died in the game, the person whose mental state is most at risk right now is Anton, not Meursault.

That’s why I came to visit Anton, who is currently hospitalized.

Anton really tried to kill himself as soon as he heard the news of Daphne’s death, because the thick rope mark was still visible around his neck.

Her face was a mess from all the crying.

Even his white hair, which was always neatly combed, was disheveled.

Anton looked at me with eyes full of resentment.

“Are you satisfied now… … ?”

Anton spoke to me, his hands trembling as he held the hospital bed.

“You’ve played well with this old man.”

hmm.

I guess he thinks Daphne died because of me.

“I see your real intention was somewhere else. You were fooled by your snake-like tongue and didn’t pay attention to Daphne, so you did this… You are so clever. You are so cruel. Daphne truly trusted you… If I had known this would happen, I would have divorced you myself and sent you far away.”

I just stood there and listened to Anton pour out his resentment.

It wasn’t something I couldn’t hear, and I had to hear Anton’s honest feelings.

Anton coughed a few times and said he was so tired and exhausted that he wanted to die right away.

Still, he asked quietly, as if he still had something to say.

“How far do you plan to go in revenge?”

Anton added as I tilted my head slightly as if I didn’t understand what he was saying.

“How far does this revenge go… To whom does it extend? Daphne, who stole Your Excellency from Luna Moon? Your Excellency, who married Daphne despite having a child? The pro-Hayden faction executives who knew that Luna Moon was in a relationship but did not stop it? The pro-Daphne executives who kicked Luna Moon out for Daphne’s sake? By any chance… By any chance… .”

Anton’s face looked very frightened and his voice trembled.

“The object of that revenge… my son… Plato… … .”

“Does Plato also fall into the category of revenge?”

“Heydam, please… … !”

I asked him a simple question, but Anton became so deep in thought that he practically jumped out of his hospital bed and fell face down in front of me.

“Plato… That child is not okay. I raised him without affection, thinking that someday, someday, something like this would happen. He is a poor child. Please, can you not end him with my life? Can you not spare the children? Plato, how much that child respects you… how much he loves you… …!”

aha.

‘I understand why you tried to commit suicide.’

Since I thought he killed Daphne for revenge, he naturally assumed he would take revenge on me.

So, he probably hoped that if he died first, the revenge would not spread to Plato.

I looked at Anton lying face down in front of me and thought for a moment.

‘What should I do… … .’

actually.

If Anton seemed to be in deep despair, I was planning to tell him that Daphne was actually possessed by the player and that she was not the Daphne you had raised with such care.

Actually, even if Anton had possessed this, Daphne would have had nothing to say if she had called him Daphne.

Even if Daphne tried to comfort Meursault, it wouldn’t work on Anton, who had less faith in me than in Meursault.

‘I have to tell you that I wasn’t the one who killed Daphne.’

But revenge… how do I get revenge?

Can I tell you that I have no intention of seeking revenge here?

The moment I promised Plato that I wouldn’t take revenge.

What guarantee is there that Anton will die in peace?

I need Anton now.

Since I already killed Joseph, I can’t lose Anton either.

Meursault may be okay for the time being, but he could explode at any moment, and if Anton dies, Plato will also be in trouble.

then…….

“I think there’s some misunderstanding.”

As I was saying that, Anton, who had been lying face down, raised his head and looked at me.

Her face was covered in tears, as if she had been crying for a while.

“I wasn’t the one who killed Daphne. Plato had no intention of killing her either.”

At my words, Anton looked at me with eyes filled with disbelief and confusion.

“Then… Daphne… why… … .”

“I don’t know that either. I guess I’ll have to find out from now on.”

“… … .”

Anton remained silent with a thoughtful expression on his face, then carefully opened his mouth.

“You really… were trying to get revenge, weren’t you?”

“no.”

I denied it outright and said,

“I will get revenge. I came back for revenge.”

Then Anton stood up with a rather embarrassed look on his face.

“T-What do you mean? You clearly said a little while ago that you wouldn’t kill Plato… …!”

“I won’t kill you.”

“Are you saying that Plato is not an object of revenge… … ?”

“No. Plato is included.”

“What on earth have you been talking about… …!”

Anton’s voice rose as if he thought I was making a fool of him again.

I held out one hand as if to stop Anton, made a gesture telling him to be quiet, and then spat out.

“This area is the target of my revenge.”

Anton frowned, as if he doubted his ears.

“…What did you say?”

“I will seek revenge on this district for killing my mother, for making me grow up as an orphan, and for making me come back on my own two feet.”

“In the district… what on earth does it mean to take revenge?”

I said to Anton, smiling slightly with one corner of my mouth raised.

“I will be the commander.”

“…yes?”

Instead of being surprised, Anton looked like he couldn’t figure out what I was saying.

“Of course you would… … ?”

Judging from his reaction, it seems like he’s asking if I, the Commander’s only successor, don’t become Commander, who will?

I kindly added.

“It means that I have no intention of quietly waiting for my father to pass it on to me.”

“Th, what is that… … .”

“Anton.”

He pointed to the sky with his finger and spat it out.

“I will ‘usurp’ the position of commander.”