Chapter 79 – Episode 79- Deep in the Mountain Ongdalsaem Who Lives Who Lives (3)

The light spreads from Ongdalsaem and spreads out in all directions.

The light that had been shining all over the place gradually gathered and emitted a pure white halo upward.

Small water grains also float up and amplify the pure white light.

A figure appeared in the blindingly white haze.

In the pure white light, a humanoid figure appeared with a slowly fading halo of light.

Soon after, I met the eyes of the girl who was immersed in the halo of light.

A girl with gray hair and brown eyes.

A girl wearing a rag-like skirt and a top that was a white shirt with stains here and there.

A girl with a large sniper rifle slung over her right shoulder.

A girl who couldn’t find only one point of contact called Maya appeared as a reward for the ‘Deep Mountain Ongdalsam’ event.

“Who… Who are you?”

I blankly offered Maya as a sacrifice and asked the girl who appeared.

The girl who appeared from the group of lights also closed her eyes wide once, as if embarrassed, then opened them and stared at me.

I also looked closely at the face of the girl who suddenly appeared.

With straight gray eyebrows, a strong expression and a slim face, she blinks her eyes once more, opens her mouth, and teaches me with her hand.

“You you!”

“…?”

If it was a puzzled face earlier, now it’s a face that seems to have noticed something.

As if you know who ‘me’ is.

The gray-haired girl now looked at me with a confident expression and shouted.

“Strongest Prosecutor 999?! You’re right, right?”

At that moment, I was so shocked by those words that my heart almost stopped.

“You… You who… Who are you?!”

Embarrassed, her words stutter and spring out.

‘Strongest Warrior 999’

That girl knew my ‘nickname’.

The nickname I used to be active in the Eroic Shooters community in the previous world.

My nickname was quite famous because the community had been whining about it and asking for a test patch.

Moreover, since I am also doing YouTube, people who don’t know my face and nickname are almost the best among erotic shooters.

So it’s not surprising to know my face and nickname from ‘the old world’.

However, who in this world knows ‘me’…

Who is it?

“Me…? Petit Shooter! That… There’s a user who just had a kiss with you! That’s me!”

The girl jumped off the pond and approached me happily, introducing herself as a petite shooter.

When I recalled the memory of her being introduced by her ‘nickname’ rather than her real name, the information quickly came to my mind.

[Block it with a secondary weapon, not a weapon exclusively for this bastard, and stop selling drugs that you can do to others.]

[Sexy bastard hahaI can’t do it anyway, right? You can’t have sex because you’re holding a sword? Haha]

[Yes, if there was pvp, I would have robbed you]

The chats with her that make her dizzy just thinking about her.

Recalling her nickname brought out countless unpleasant memories like a chain reaction.

In the world before, that petit shooter was as famous as I was.

If I became a celebrity by notifying the fact that I cleared with a sword and how to break it with a sword, she became a celebrity by sharing information on clearing with a shooter and hidden events throughout the map.

The event of this map, ‘Ongdalsaem in the Deep Mountain’, is also one of the events that the petit shooter found out.

As if she hacked, she found numerous hidden events and shared her information, which was praised by many of her players, but I was an exception.

I hated that Petit Shooter.

I didn’t even argue, but I was scolding everything and commenting on YouTube.

Anyone would have understood my feelings if they had seen the attitude of her coming to a post with information on the community and ignoring it because it was a piece of shit.

But that petit shooter is the girl in front of me?

He looked at her with her complicated emotions.

She, who had just been approaching me with a lively smile, looked at my expression and was taken aback.

“Uh.. Huh? Isn’t it nice to meet you? I… I… Ah…”

Standing tall, she rolls her eyes.

I’m sure she thought the same thing as me.

You must be recalling the memories of the day when you got caught up in various incidents and argued with me.

“Uh… Uh… I’m really happy…? This is really…”

A petit shooter who doesn’t know what to do and stamps his feet.

Looking at you, I think it’s really nice to meet you…

Why did you bite me like that on the Internet? It’s impossible to match her on the Internet with her now.

“Ugh… I’m sorry… I’m sorry!”

He puts his hands together as if he were putting his hands together and apologizes.

“I’m sorry! I’m really sorry about what happened in the previous world!”

Petit shooter bowed her face and apologized to me.

“Jojuna, what the hell is this?”

Beside me, Cheonghwa grabs my sleeve with a puzzled expression on her face.

That’s right, out of nowhere, Maya disappears into an abyss, and after a new girl appears, she pretends to know me… It’s embarrassing.

But that’s me too.

Pop!

Then an angel appeared out of thin air.

Yes, he is an angel too! He must have appeared to explain this incomprehensible situation!

I looked at the angel with sparkling eyes asking for an explanation, but the angel with a bewildered expression looked at Petit Shooter, not at me.

“Uh… How did you get here?”

Contrary to my expectations, the angels don’t know anything about this, damn it.

“Oh! Operator! Nice to meet you!”

Petit Shooter smiles broadly and waves to the angel.

She too could see angels ‘just like me’.

What the hell… The fuck is this?

I grabbed my head, which was tangled in complicated thoughts, unable to understand the situation that had struck me in an instant.

* *

A 24-hour soup restaurant under the mountain.

A girl with gray hair hurriedly eats soup in this place full of men who have come to have a hangover.

The clothes she was wearing were quite shabby and might look like a beggar, but the girl’s appearance was too young and beautiful to be called a beggar.

“Wow, this is really delicious! Slurp…”

The petit shooter, no, ‘Choi Seol-yeon’ picks up the rice soup and inhales the soup.

Choi Seol-yeon, who emptied a bowl with a happy expression on her face, neatly placed an empty bowl of soup next to the table, energetically brought it in advance, and placed a spoon on the soup.

“Jjeok jjeok..! You don’t eat?”

I waved my hand at her as if it was okay for her to offer her rice soup with her rice stuffed into her cheeks.

“Ehh… What the hell is this…”

As soon as my gestures were over, I sighed as I saw Choi Seol-yeon eating soup like crazy.

I hear another sigh beside my sigh.

“What the hell is this… Ugh…”

The angel is worried as he wraps his head as if he has a headache.

Choi Seol-yeon is drinking her soup with a happy expression, but me and the angel are sighing in contrast.

“Really… This taste…”

Choi Seol-yeon eats soup while shedding tears as if she were thrilled.

What are you going to eat while being so thrilled? Anyone who sees it will know that he really starved for a few days.

“Okay, eat a lot. Shall we order another one?”

“Mum mum…”

Seeing Choi Seol-yeon nodded as she chewed her rice without saying a word, I quietly ordered another bowl of soup.

I poured water into the water cup, fearing that I would get sick.

“Thank you.”

Speak carefully so as not to splash the rice grains, Choi Seol-yeon scooped up the soup with a spoon so that she could eat it right away.

Looking at that figure reminded me of Maya who used to eat eggs in a pavilion.

Maya is also secretly gluttonous, so she put two eggs in a bowl and held one in her hand…

But that cute Maya went to ‘another world’.

Maya how are you?

If it were Maya, she would be sniffling and crouching quietly… I’m sure she would.

After a while, Choi Seol-yeon, who had emptied eight bowls of soup, puts down the spoon with a satisfied smile.

“Then… Shall we finish what we were talking about?”

Choi Seol-yeon looks at us with brown eyes and says.

“Yes, tell me quickly. I’m dying of curiosity.”

“Tell me! This is a real big deal!”

The angel is restless and urges Choi Seol-yeon.

At this table, there were only me, the angel, and Choi Seol-yeon.

Cheonghwa sent her back home while descending the mountain earlier. There is nothing better to say about the future because of Cheonghwa.

This is a story that only the ‘player’ can understand.

The story Choi Seol-yeon told me before stopping by a soup restaurant.

The content was truly shocking.

Choi Seol-yeon had an accident in the real world, which led to her death.

She always posted bad comments about her, and she hasn’t been seen since one day, she just thought so, but she thought it was because she was actually dead…

Anyway, after she died, she was designated as a player to collect her causal rate by the suggestion of heaven, and she entered the world of the game.

This is roughly what she said.

I wanted to hear more after that, but Choi Seol-yeon’s stomach was gurgling so much that I felt sorry for her, so I took her to a soup restaurant.

“Hmmmm.”

Choi Seol-yeon wipes her mouth with a tissue, then goes silent for a moment as if organizing her thoughts, then opens her mouth.

“Oh, but. I need to explain this in more detail. The operator may know, but he doesn’t.”

“What?”

I took one look at Choi Seol-yeon and saw the angel next to her.

When the angel stared at Choi Soo-yeon with her golden eyes slightly trembling, but did not respond, Choi Soo-yeon continued.

“Can I tell you? It’s already a thing of the past anyway.

Seolyeon Choi shrugs her shoulders and stares at me.

Her chestnut eyes were calm.

“I couldn’t clear the world I was in.”

And she calmly told me the truth.

“What?”

When I asked again, Choi Seol-yeon calmly chanted again.

“I couldn’t clear it. The world I was in was ruined. Everyone died and I’m the only survivor.”

What kind of crazy is this?

I looked at the angel to confirm, but the angel looked at me and nodded as if he was right.

“You… You… Then what?”

An inference follows in my head.

When we first met, the clothes that were no different from rags.

He eats soup like crazy as if he had starved for several days.

“Yes, I’ve been living for two years with only my life saved in a world that has already been ruined…”

Choi Seol-yeon spits out before I finish my words.

“You know the final boss, right? The Dark Dragon, Fafnir.”

As Choi Seol-yeon closed her mouth before speaking the next word, a terrible imagination had already popped into my head.

And Choi Seol-yeon, as if she proves that my imagination is correct, she says it plainly.

“Because the power doubles every 9 days after the appearance of the Demon King… Well, now I have become stronger without an answer, so the end. The world I was in is ruined, so I thought I should tell you this first.”

Endlessly calm, but a bit bitter.

Choi Seol-yeon spat out the end of the world.