Web novel written by God - Web novel written by God chapter 81

Murim personnel do not speak Chinese.

The language they use is a new dimension created in the work, commonly referred to as ‘Murim Language’.

This is due to the author’s setting, and the common denominator between Moorim and modern China is limited to a few things that must be applied in the martial arts genre, including Chinese characters.

In other words, it is a setting that the Murim people came from a completely different dimension, starting with history.

“Bring it.”

I spit it out at the dumbfounded guy.

“What.”

“You heard about wifi and blah blah. You should take notice of it. No cell phone, uh uh. that.”

The guy came with a smart pad.

Just as the lady-in-waiting said, five Wi-Fi antennas float.

Even if it’s not, I’m in the middle of the day that I’m going to have a good time with my every move. Don’t be stupid using their wifi with your personal phone!

“Wash up first.”

I let him in first and then lay down on the bed. Then the feeling came.

If you use horsehair incorrectly, the smell will come up from the inside of the mattress, but there is no such thing. The outer wool also stands out for its handcrafted workmanship, stitch by stitch.

The bed frame is made of Kanghyanghwan single wood, one of the finest hardwoods. It follows the retro style, but combines modern culture in terms of convenience. Just like this piece.

I was dazed for a moment, then laughed. It was because he realized that Lee Hwan in his previous life had been used to these facilities.

Soon Sohyang came back into the room. This time, two uniforms were neatly held in her hand.

“Do you have any uniforms that you brought with you?”

“no.”

“Then, would you like to change your mind with this? Your size will fit.”

“this. I didn’t even think of it. Thank you for taking care of me. Won’t you take a tip? I want to give it to you.”

“why. If you give it to me, I won’t hesitate.”

Sohyang replied with a kind smile. She knew how to please people.

“How old are you?”

Since the quality of the service was satisfactory, I decided to set a tip appropriate to her level.

Even if Sohyang looked like she was in her early twenties, she could have approached thirty. Because beautiful women look younger than they look.

“I’m fourteen.”

what?

What kind of weird setup is this? I’ve seen a lot of situations where she looks like a little lady, but she’s actually several hundred years old, but this… … .

“I hear a lot about being precocious.”

Looking back, she was a mature girl. The waitresses are also skilled.

“No, because my pupil and I are the same age.”

After a while.

He glanced at Minjun, who appeared after washing, in the direction of his uniform. But the guy didn’t look very welcoming.

Come to think of it, he was bound to be different from normal children. The reason why he wanted to go to the hell of Esgadum in the first place must have been because he was disillusioned with all civilizations, including Murim.

With the self-awareness of being a teacher, I put him in front of me.

“This, I was hungry. Others want to wear it, but they can’t.”

“Who said what? I will wear it even if I don’t want to wear it. I have no clothes.”

right!

In one night, the guy collapsed down. The guy let out a moan and was busy hiding his bottom with a towel that had been untied at that time.

“I have something to see.”

Even though he said this, I know that what he wants to hide is not his lower body.

The traces of the black magician Diark’s experimentation on him were concentrated mainly on the lower body.

From the top of the knee to the inside of the groin, colonies of undead green bacteria wriggled on the skin.

There are a lot of memories flooding back to him, but he ignored them.

“Wizards do more. In addition to the robe, they even wear a conical hat. I don’t wear it because it’s cool. Nevertheless, the fact that the public feels it is cool is not because the design is really good.”

I waited for him to get dressed. The boy got up again.

“Because there is honor and authority there.”

“… … Why are those proud men of honor and authority allied with warlocks?”

“The enemy of an enemy is a comrade, don’t you know how easy it is? If you are unfair, you can become stronger. If you’re treated like a living nuclear bomb, you can do whatever you want. Like the Three Emperors.”

I quoted the author’s comment as it is.

“Then why is Samje?”

The reaction he showed was not directed at me, so it was acceptable.

He’s a traumatic guy. A quality that can be manifested at any time.

In order not to step on the old love story, he must overcome his trauma.

“That’s what those old monsters like, man. They are noblemen who remain on earth even though they are able to achieve success. They are the ones who enjoy reigning over humans, and their tempers are terrifying.”

“number… … .”

He hit his head again before talking nonsense.

“I will not forget your grudge either. When you and I become strong enough, The Arc will die. Promise me that.”

After I said that, I spoke into the air.

“On that day, I hope for Sword Evil’s cooperation. I came to tell you that.”

Only then did the boy look around with wide eyes. However, if it was a camera that could be found that way, I wouldn’t have worn it.

[The writer hastily started working.

“I don’t give you a break. If you just pretend you don’t know, how good it is, Lee Hwan!” ]

* * *

【 “You are crazy. be wild But Yoha, what is so interesting about you?”

The daughter, who had been swaying life just a moment ago, was now smiling.

I wonder if it’s been a while since I’ve seen my daughter’s laugh, and Akju also smiled at the same time.

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“Wouldn’t you like to tell this father too?”

But, as always, it wasn’t an easy answer. Akju had no choice but to find a point of laughter by himself.

rewinded the video.

It may have been a light blow from Lee Hwan, but it was a fist that knocked down the monsters on the 8th floor of the abyss, starting with the demon nobles and going through destruction.

Lee Hwan’s disciple immediately collapsed and exposed his naked body.

‘Tsk tsk.’

When he was 14, he might have a manly physique, but is it because of his background?

As a fellow man, it’s very funny and even pitiful.

After Akju paused there, he looked at his daughter. But there was no reaction. Then it was in one part.

《 “That’s also what those old monsters like, man.” 》

Poop, the daughter’s laughter broke out again.

‘Come here.’

Akju, who found the laughing point, played only that part repeatedly. It was because I wanted to see her smile for even one more second.

Especially since it’s something you don’t see very often.

The side view of her daughter looking at the screen with a smile as she brushed through a few strands of her hair reminded me of when she was a child.

It was a face I missed.

“Isn’t it interesting, Ji-zon?”

The word to get rid of that supreme voice reached the end of his throat, but he did not want to break the moment.

He passed it calmly and focused on his daughter’s voice. The voice that came out kindly with a smile made Akju’s eyes water.

“It’s a jjamppong that’s funny even to me.”

A face that has turned pale in an instant.

Akju lamented at the gaze that had returned coldly to its original state.

‘Oops!’

Akju hurriedly covered his mouth, but it had already happened.

I wished I could breathe at least a sigh, but my daughter was just sending me a cold look. That was the voice that followed.

The laughter from a while ago had completely disappeared and was just cold.

Akju felt like his resilience was collapsing. But what? that it’s all my fault.

“The line between the white island and the black island is ambiguous. also.”

A long, thin, white finger passed the video to the end.

《 “On that day, I hope for Geomak’s cooperation. I came to tell you that.” 》

“In terms of making excuses well, he is also a clever person.”

“If you are a teacher, you will always want to resolve the grudge of your student. And didn’t he cause the accident?”

“Have you forgotten? The meeting between the author and Kwak Dang is not an accident.”

The sound got colder.

“This one has a different purpose.” 】

[ The writer hastily finished (paragraph #1). – The strongest person with a self-interested worldview, episode 25]

That was the end of what I was enjoying.

[The writer thinks.

“Ooh, no coincidence. Can you call something like that intelligent? It’s pure stupid.” ]

what are you going to do with this Author.

[The writer makes a fuss. ]

Come out. Let’s talk face to face.

* * *

It was the first fashion I ever saw.

It is said that once you have a height and face, you look classy no matter what you wear, and the artist who appeared in a black uniform looked like an absolute master of Moorim.

The sight was even more disgusting, so I was at a loss for words for a moment.

“I was immersed in the work.”

As I stared at it, the writer scratched the bridge of his nose with a face of embarrassment.

Still, he seems to have a conscience.

“I just got suspicious.”

“As you live, you can get a little suspicious. Look. Gina’s personality is cold. There are a lot of doubts, so it’s not natural. He’s also intelligent.”

“You said you were stupid until just now?”

“I-I did.”

Stutters.

While the author was clearing his throat, I sat down on the bed avoiding Minjun.

I didn’t call you to fight with the author again.

So I suppressed my wriggling heart and patted my side.

“Yeah. I definitely like Swedish mountains.”

The writer smiled as he swept the mattress.

“Even if the writer didn’t come out, I would have done it on my own.”

“You came out. what?”

“You placed Gwakdang. The moment I was on my way to the restaurant. In other words, what is the probability that Gwakdang is eating rice cakes out of so many restaurants?”

At first, the author avoided my eyes.

However, he seemed to think for a while with his head down, and when he raised his head again, he had rather ferocious eyes.

“okay. did. I did it. Do I have to report all of that to you?”

The author poured out

“What the hell is this fuss about? don’t you read the novel? Incidents happen where the main character goes, and where the incident happens, the main character exists. What I did is less than half of the other novels.”

“This person has a very impatient personality. Calm down for now.”

“Your personality is impatient. Grab someone and ask. Ninji, Nanji.”

“It’s not about fighting. No, do you want to fight? I really don’t want to fight. It was fun to be honest. The previous paragraph.”

The author kept his mouth shut.

“re… … Did you enjoy it?”

“Is Akju a gag character?”

“I’ve grown accustomed to it because I’m trying to please my daughter.”

“Yes, it is fun.”

“right?”

The author responded immediately.

“By the way, Soakju’s notice is not common. You’re sure I came in for a different purpose.”

“It is not true.”

“That is more of a problem. Anything can hinder your progress. Isn’t the character setting already in a super-legal position in cold blood? And this place is black and evil. They also have military bases.”

Only then did the author realize the situation and harden his face.

“If Soakju decides that I have to get rid of me, the work is over. Lee Hwan cannot fight against the entire sword.”

The power of swordsmanship.

And no one knows as well as the author how far swordsmanship can go.

“This is a regression. It’s not an escape drama. Right?”

The writer lowered his head as if he had lost his temper.

“are you okay. Raise your head. The author did nothing wrong. As the author said, even if it is contrived. If you can’t include that scene, you can’t proceed. Lee Hwan had to face Kwak Dang.”

“But a small musician.”

“So Lee Hwan has to buy the favor of Soakju.”

“For the main character to do that first… … There is no scene… … .”

“People tend to be attracted to people who like the same things as themselves.”

I said calmly to the writer who was staring at me.

“Soakju is a Sundaegukbap fanatic. As much as Lee Hwan.”

“That’s too far-fetched!”

That’s the real reason I called the writer.

I wouldn’t be persuaded if I hadn’t pushed her face to face.

“you’re welcome. People’s tastes are so diverse. You can assume that Soakju’s mother is a Korean, or just say that Soakju came across sundae gukbap when she came to Korea sometime ago.”

“you… … you… … Don’t be selfish in my work.”

I forcefully corrected it.

“This is our work, author. Did you know? Soakju is a sundae gukbap maniac.”