Web novel written by God - Web novel written by God chapter 83

deserves to fall asleep Because we fought so fiercely

I confirmed that Minjun was asleep and sat down in front of my backpack.

The first thing to experiment was to capture a setting that could not exist in reality, that is, that violated the laws of physics.

I could feel the soft plastic in my hand.

Let’s see.

The one I took out was exactly the same as the bottle of mineral water I made in the beginning. What came to mind was a mineral water bottle with water in it upside down, but the water half contained in it obeyed the laws of physics.

Next, I wanted to make something that Lee Hwan couldn’t have.

It reminded me of Soo-mi Lee’s bloodstone, but made it as small as a fist.

But the senses don’t work. Only fists were clenched in the empty space.

You mean that?

The above two experiments were related to probability. Is it really possible to make something that harms probability? But as you can see, there are limitations.

Didn’t you say that you would use it appropriately according to the probability?

something I was concerned about to some extent.

I was happy to move on to the next experiment. Cold metal material. At first glance, it looks like a common beer can sold on the market, but the letters are properly embedded.

Death Spirit Wine.

As a treasure of Murim, comparable to the Necronomicon, it grants the ability to summon ghosts.

Ghosts with strong psychic powers and sorcerers who command ghosts are feared by everyone.

It can reign as the king of the dark and can exert a great influence on the sun depending on the summer.

The thing that should have been sleeping in the hideout’s refrigerator was now in my hands.

Of course, the current experiment may seem more like a summoning than a creation.

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There was a reason for taking out the things that should never be lost.

That is the real goal of this experiment. The power opposite to creation, ‘extinction’.

That’s all.

The power to reverse what happened, ‘retrograde’.

When the power of creation was given to me, I was certain that those two realms also affected me.

My senses told me, and it was proven again when the Commander was created.

What I asked for was to be able to take anything out of the backpack, but in order for it to be executed, the two powers that had to come along were annihilation and retrograde.

This is because if I took out an object that existed in the hideout, it should be ‘created’ in my hand, and what was there should be ‘disappeared’.

And in a situation where the situation is not described like now, it becomes unclear what is in the backpack and what is not. This is where ‘retrograde’ happens.

I put the commanding spell back into the bag. And it aroused a sense.

Things happened in an instant.

The hand holding the can naturally clenched into a fist as the inside became empty.

After going through the retrogression of extinction and creation, the commander went back to the hideout refrigerator.

Excitement swept through his entire body.

Kill this!

So, this can never be called a summons.

It is the realm of authority.

The experiment continued.

It can’t be in the air, but what if it’s something similar to a backpack?

there was something right

I haven’t changed into a uniform yet. I started by putting my hand in my pocket and pretending to grab something with my thumb and forefinger.

Caught.

I could tell without even taking it out.

What I held in my hand was a single bullet. In the other pocket, he took out a handful of banknotes issued by the Moorim Federation.

What had been just a few sheets until tipping Sohyang had turned thick.

I took out my phone and checked my account. As expected, it shrank as much as it was held in my hand. The world was instantly interlocking.

The experiment is not over.

Why don’t you keep taking out the amount that exceeds the acceptable limit?

No more than two Axim grenades can fit in one pocket.

I took out one, and I took out the second. And try to create a third grenade to make sense, but it didn’t work.

A summary of the above experiments was as follows.

1. Any object that does not go against probability can be taken out.

2. It can be applied to any tool that puts things such as backpacks and wallets.

Now, the conclusion drawn from the experiments is this.

In the future, you should prepare a backpack as large as possible.

Then the treasures in the display case could be taken out at any time.

* * *

Treasures in the showcase.

It makes me proud just by looking at it, but being able to pull it out whenever I need it will also be a great strength to me.

You don’t have to worry about losing it, and you can use it flexibly depending on the situation.

Thunder Sword, Gumang Sword, Maehon Ghost Sword, Silver and Baekahdo.

And even the leader’s gloves that are being worn.

Five so far.

We need to put more spur on treasure collection.

Also, I think it would be better to have an arsenal in the hideout than to buy general weapons at the black market.

I spent hours feeling the sensation of bullets appearing and disappearing in my pocket.

around the promised time.

Sohyang showed up.

The girl seemed to have no idea what had happened here, and her face was as bright as before.

She looked at me with shining eyes.

“You look so good together. You can feel the dignity of a grand duke.”

Sohyang was only a little taken aback by Minjun’s glaring gaze.

“A disciple too.”

They are extras, but they are not like extras. I keep getting my eyes on that.

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“You don’t have to worry about this guy.”

“What would be uncomfortable for a disciple?”

“That’s his way of expressing his anxiety, in his own way. It is said that very few people who were invited to black magic returned with a smile on their faces, right?”

Sohyang understood the horse.

There must have been many cases where a guest who had been fine until yesterday suddenly disappeared.

I smiled at her trying to wring out an answer and pointed forward.

We followed her out of the hall.

Unlike below, where the heat started to rise, it is still cool here.

We moved our steps as if chasing the sun that was falling into the valley of the cliff, and as we repeatedly turned the steep downhill and uphill stairs, we gradually headed towards the end of Obong Peak.

When Sohyang could no longer hide her distressed expression.

The screams that had been emanating from the summit became clearer. The skyscraper there also came into view.

“I can’t take you any more from here.”

It was time to say good-bye. Sohyang said something out of the blue.

“Suksu of Taecheongak personally visited our Obong. The ingredients did not come from below, but came in with him. What a good thing. So tomorrow morning… … .”

When the topic of sundae soup came up with Suk-soo, I remembered the lines I had to say.

“Have Akju and Soakju ever visited Korea?”

As expected, as soon as Soakju was mentioned, Sohyang shut her mouth.

But when I didn’t look away, she finally shook her head.

“Looks like the rumors are true. That Soakju’s mother was Korean.”

After spitting out, he looked at Sohyang’s eyes. She bowed her head with a bewildered face. Even though no one was watching, the instinct melted in the body came out.

Seeing the girl shivering, I felt like I was bullying a weak animal.

“As a person from the trend, it was a pleasure to say it. I’ll do what I don’t know, so you haven’t heard anything either. And I know how to dry this body at least. Nothing to worry about.”

I took an actan from my pocket and put it in her hand.

Minjun murmured as he walked up the stairs, leaving behind the bowed Sohyang.

“One Aktan isn’t enough.”

“Not enough.”

“No matter how many slaves you are, you want to fall for one evil bullet. no. Looking at what I was so afraid of, it seems like there is a possibility. How and what did you make me tremble with? As you said, this place is black and evil.”

“Sundaegukbap.”

“yes?”

“Tomorrow’s morning is Sundaegukbap.”

It was the guy who became a contemplative.

Soon, a sound like a scream came out from the guy.

* * *

[The artist started working.

“Be as good as you gave.” ]

We sat across from Kwak Dang across a table.

“Bongju-nim will come down soon. Has the matter from a while ago been resolved, junior?”

“It was a while ago. I don’t know what you mean.”

When I smiled, Kwak Dang also burst into a hearty laugh. I asked while keeping an eye on the structure of the room.

“So, how can I help you?”

“All you have to do is testify as it was.”

“I don’t know if there will be a chance for that.”

“May Master call me later… … yes?”

“no. Please tell me.”

“There is nothing to worry about even if Master calls. Master enjoys dating junior students. Anyway, isn’t your junior a Dongryong? Of course you want to see it.”

As you can see, my nickname changed at some point. From Divinity to Dongryong.

“Even otherwise, my juniors also wanted to meet Akju.”

Kwak Dang immediately came out with a smile on his face.

“oh! is it so? However, I have not yet been able to ask why they stopped by our jurisdiction.”

“I’ll tell you about that when the Bongju comes.”

“Oh so? You were planning to visit the main text from the beginning.”

Kwak Dang seemed to think for a moment, then smiled slyly.

“As you know, the walls of the main text are high and high, so it is not easy for anyone to enter. You should thank me… … .”

I didn’t listen and just spit it out.

“What is gratitude?”

Kwak Dang opened his eyes in amazement, then stared at me with a look of disbelief.

“Senpai did that just before, right? A person of Dongryong’s level deserves to be welcomed anywhere.”

“Huh, junior.”

Kwak Dang stammered to the end.

“look. senior. I have never heard or seen of a host being late after inviting a guest. Do you really not know why Bongju is late? Why does it seem like you don’t know more about conceit than me?”

It was when Kwak Dang was about to give an answer with a puzzled face.

“You will find out soon. How do you welcome Dongryong in Geomak?”

Everyone turned their heads in the direction of the big crowd.

[ Name: Baekpyoil

The owner of Obong, one of the eight peaks of swordsmanship.

＜Extreme Ecstasy＞ ＜Honwon Gong＞ ＜Swordsmanship＞ ]

The old middle-aged man with a solid body who appeared now was Oh Bong-ju and Baek Pyo-il.

He strode over and took a seat at the table of honor.

He gave a brief greeting with only his eyes. Then he gave Minjoon a loud noise.

“Is it you?”

The boy did not avert his gaze.

“The disciple does not know the language of Murim.”

answered instead.

“Then it’s something to be stuck on the edge. Why do you come out and make noise in the world?”

It’s spitting on him, but in the end, it’s about me.

“Isn’t it too big to be included in the periphery? I don’t really know how big my guy was there. so i brought it How does the Bongju look?”

“You have eyes that don’t know the subject.”

“Isn’t it worth it since you defeated the swordsman’s favorite?”

“stop!!”

bang!

He slammed the table with both palms and rose from his seat.

“Dangi, bring my sword right now.”

And then he turned an arrow at me.

“Is that the attitude of a challenger? Get up right now and get ready.”

“Wasn’t it to make the junior pupil realize the subject?”

“joy! That’s it. Your courage is imaginary, so come on, this old man will play with you.”

I shifted my gaze to Kwak Dang. He came out with an uneasy face and kept Oh Bong-ju at a glance.

“I said. This is what I said earlier. Soakju seems to have decided not to leave me alone. But the welcome is a piece of sh*t. It’s a good thing.”

through Kwakdang.

“Isn’t it? Bongju.”

It ended with Oh Bonju.

I made a real end to those eyes that glared at me ferociously.

“This way and that way. Since you laid the mat yourself, let’s start from this side. Break the seal.”

[The author is very amused.

“okay! It should be like this!” ]