Chapter 820 – 820. Beginning and End, a Beginning, Not an End
The Upper Area is no different from the Starcheva Mansion.
That everyone has become a manager and that they are brazenly entering Se-ah’s world and seeing Si-eun?
Other than that, life is not much different from before.
Gather them together. Now it’s time to do what needs to be done in earnest.
“I still can’t believe it. I killed so many people that I became like a god.”
“That’s right. It’s a strange system.”
When Seunghee and Mina spoke, everyone nodded.
Okay. It’s a ridiculous system. I wonder what kind of person created this system.
I became a top administrator and managed a universe… I still don’t know that.
When will I ever find out all these damn secrets?
To be honest… I never thought it would get this far.
I was just a despicable and sinister person who killed and raped people in a suddenly ruined world.
I can’t believe I ended up like this. No matter how much I think about it, it’s so funny. How did it end up like this?
Anyway, let’s just say that.
It was the same now as it was then, and the things we have to think about are the same.
Survival. Surviving.
Even at this very moment, the soul is growing on its own.
There is no way to stop the soul from increasing.
A server is just a collection device to collect yen, not a container to trap souls.
Just because you leave it like this doesn’t mean your soul won’t increase, so your soul will eventually become saturated.
Then you will be on the main stage right away. Yen production will be at its lowest, so it will reset soon.
That just has to be stopped. It can’t disappear so meaninglessly. How did you get up here?
“Okay, now let’s talk about something constructive.”
Everyone looks at me at my words.
Even though I am now my boss, his warm gaze towards me still remains the same.
I talk to those women in earnest.
About server creation and yen production.
Things like increasing souls and how to harvest those souls to produce yen.
“Does it have to be set in a modern world? Can’t it be a fantasy world or something like that?”
Seunghee’s question. That’s a good question. This is something I also asked Allen about before.
“Yen is produced the most when the world is extremely stable or when it fluctuates violently. Short-term production is much more when it fluctuates, but that needs to be changed frequently. But… It’s nothing like a fantasy world. Even if it’s made peaceful. Even if the production volume is lower than in the modern world, it is better to get rid of it and reset it if you are going to do it.”
“What if we maintain the middle? There are things like that. There are monsters, demon lords, and heroes… Then wouldn’t it be possible to make it fluctuate moderately while maintaining it to the point where it doesn’t need to be reset?”
I can’t believe you’re thinking that way even though I didn’t tell you otherwise. Seunghee is more vicious than I thought. She’s a scary woman.
“That’s right. In reality, if you do it that way over a certain period of time, it’s much more productive. The problem is that humans are creatures of adaptation.”
“Ah…”
“It’s true that when something like that happens, whether it’s a monster or a war, production goes up for a short period of time. But you quickly get used to it. Then production drops. It’s the same with anything. You quickly adapt and get used to it. You know that, right? We’ve experienced it too. Because.”
“Hmm…”
“Of course, you can test it as much as you like. I don’t want to deny the possibility in advance. I’ll give you a sample program. There are many managers who have thought that way, so there are many highly complete fantasy worlds.”
“I understand.”
“Whatever it is, all you have to do is produce a lot of yen? Does the means or method matter?”
I nodded at SeAh’s words.
“Yes. Actually, the ‘peaceful world’ will not be the peace you know. Have you looked into it? Have you seen Se-Ah yet?”
“I… Saw it.”
“Me too… Haha.”
When Mina and Anna spoke with disgusted expressions, Se-ah looked at them curiously.
“What is it? Why?”
“There are a lot of worlds without human rights… It’s terrible, brother. Why do managers like to breed humans so much?”
Even though Mina is not there, she asks me with an expression of curiosity.
“Ah. That’s…” There is no way to go to the extreme of ‘peacefulness’, because there is nothing better than that method of reducing unnecessary variables as much as possible and controlling people completely. However, many of them have been abandoned since then. .”
“It was terrible. If I were to be born in a world like that… Ugh, I don’t even want to imagine it.”
“Why. Why. To what extent? Please tell me.”
Se-Ah asked Mina a lot of questions, but she didn’t seem to want to talk about it.
Well, it’s natural for Mina to react like that.
It may seem a bit unethical to create happy emotions through periodic brain stimulation while completely restraining the human body and supplying only enough nutrients to sustain the body.
“Anyway, it’s going to be a little busy from now on. Server expansion comes first, and once that gets to a certain point, we’ll have to start recruiting new managers like crazy. That’s my job, so you guys start with server management.”
“Can I increase the number of servers as much as I want? Looking at the numbers, there are so many that I can’t even guess.”
Aki’s question. Ah. Why don’t you call me oppa? Are you just doing what you normally do in front of other people?
“Right. Well… I guess I should tell you because you don’t have any experience. When I started as a junior administrator, one team managed 600,000 servers? Four to five administrators usually managed that much.”
“600,000 per team… Looking at the records, there are over 100 teams per universe.”
“That’s right. That’s about it. I don’t know exactly if what I experienced was on that scale or not.”
600,000 per team. 100 teams. Then 60 million servers.
Each such server can contain anywhere from less than 1 billion to as much as 10 billion.
Even if the average is 5 billion… It’s a huge number.
So many souls. Furthermore… That’s just the story of one universe.
We don’t even know how many there are in the universe… If you count them, there will be so many souls that you will feel dizzy.
Everyone shakes their heads as if they are fed up with the ever-diminishing numbers.
Okay. It’s usually like that at first. What… You’ll get used to it soon. Literally, humans are animals of adaptation.
I don’t know if we can call ourselves humans now that we have become managers.
Anyway, the root is human, right?
It may take some time to escape the framework of human perception and limitations.
Everyone went to their seats and I, who was left alone, sat quietly and thought.
I have become the manager of a universe, but I know very little.
Of course, I know some things, but… I don’t know what’s really important.
Why is the universe constantly expanding, and why is yen produced so competitively?
Even though the scale has reached the scale of the universe, why is it still played by someone? . Things like that.
You will have to figure that out from now on. It will probably be a long and boring fight.
But this isn’t much different from when I was wandering around the Middle East with just one sleep skill.
Being in someone’s hands and struggling to survive.
That bond hasn’t been broken yet. It’s the same as not knowing how to escape.
But I think I can solve it. No, you have to be able to solve it.
Because then and now are different. At that time, it didn’t matter as long as I was healthy.
When I’m sleepy, I stay in the bunker and put sleep on myself and fall asleep. When I’m horny, I go out and wander around looking for a woman… It’s different from those days.
You have something to protect, right? Even people like me have gained precious things.
It’s disgusting to say that something is precious to me when someone else’s precious things have been trampled upon, but I can’t help it.
That was my way. Because I am the incarnation of Naeronambul.
But isn’t that rather natural? It would be even weirder if there were people who saw that and said something.
No one gives up something precious for the happiness of others.
Of course, there is something about dedication and sacrifice… I don’t know.
Because I’m not that great of a person yet.
I just selfishly seek out and act on what I pursue.
They just lurk darkly, spy, wait for an opportunity, and get what they want.
I sit quietly and look at my universe.
Numerous beautifully sparkling souls.
Although they are caught up in the shackles of servers, the beauty that those souls exude is not obscured.
The light of the soul sparkles like countless stars in the night sky.
You could say it’s a privilege that only top administrators can see.
Will the people I love also see this scene someday?
Nothing has changed. I think so too. Nothing has changed.
But a possibility arose.
When you’re walking around with a backpack, a sleep skill, and a machete, there are a lot more possibilities.
It will be different this time.
The possibilities given to me. A much larger scale, numerous variables that come from it.
This time I won’t do as I’m told. I’m simply not going to do what I’m told.
The first goal is survival.
The second goal is to break away.
No, it would be correct to view the first goal as the minimum condition for the second goal.
If you think like that, your second goal will eventually become your real goal.
To escape from this unknown thing that is controlling me and this universe.
Enjoying true freedom. Not losing what I have in any situation.
That’s the real goal.
Of course, I have no idea how to do that or where to escape.
First, survive. That comes first. Survival comes first now.
There must be a lot of work to do that. First… Administrators must come first.
Ha. Hate. I haven’t even started yet, and I already hate it.
Even though I’ve lived so long, I still don’t know how to treat people well.
That was the most difficult thing about being on Allen’s team.
When new managers come, take care of them and get along with them.
Honestly, it was hundreds of times more difficult than managing the soul.
It reminds me of Director Jeong. Manager Jeong is good at these things, right?
Actually, if you think about it, he probably wasn’t that talented.
It is true that he shows great ability as he goes from the garden to the fence to the ark, but he may only be good at handling a few people.
Was it too glorified in my memory?
But no matter how much I think about it, I think Director Jeong is truly the best person for this kind of work.
The number of managers has to be large enough to not exceed the number of people on the ark, and producing something is similar, right?
It only changed from food to yen.
Rather, it would be easier to manage as the types are reduced to just one.
Once I think about it, I can’t stop. So much so that I keep thinking about it in my head.
Okay. You should give it a try. But the problem is… Manager Jeong doesn’t know me anymore?
That’s the problem. The same goes for Director Jeong and Seung-gyu. The same goes for Shinyoung and Hayul.
People who don’t know me. But the people who still remain in my heart.
Ah. I’m worried. Again… Should I start from scratch? Relationships with those people?
Shinyoung would rather like it. Because this time she will be able to start without any guilt.
Ha. However… How do you start it again? That’s work too. Ugh.
Moreover, even if you are Manager Jeong, you should think about promoting other people to manager level.
I don’t think that’s possible. Ah. I don’t know.
I need to think about this a little more.
I thought I had reached the finish line after running for a long time, but if I said that it was just preparation to stand at the starting line, anyone would be discouraged.
Of course, there will be some who gather their courage and prepare to run again.
Those guys are probably the ones who are successful. Those who turn the trials given to them into opportunities.
Those who bravely overcome it.
In an ordinary race, first place is determined.
No matter how long it takes, if you get in first, you are in first place. There is no need to set a new world record.
If you reach the finish line even 0.1 second before second place, you can wear a winner’s medal.
But the race I run is different.
This is a race where they threaten to kill the last 20 percent, right?
You have to run for your life. You can’t be defeated by people whose identity you don’t even know.
Now I stand at the starting line… I went to the bed in my room.
I’m going to sleep first. I plan to start by sleeping well.
Even though my body doesn’t need to sleep, I’m going to sleep. That’s what sleep is to me.
I don’t plan on going back to sleep until I’m completely free from the threat, so let’s sleep until I’m tired and then do anything.
I lay down on the bed. Then there was a knocking sound.
What? I got up and opened the door to see Seunghee smiling at me.
“Hmm? What’s going on?”
“I thought I might need it.”
“What?”
“Aren’t you here to sleep?”
“Hmm? How did you know?”
“You can tell just by looking at it. The look on your brother’s face as he goes to sleep.”
“What is it? Really? Is there such a thing?”
“Yes. There is. How should I say it? It’s a bit… Solemn? It has a unique vibe to it. I think it’s probably a habit I developed while suffering from insomnia.”
“Oh. Really? I had no idea.”
“Are you going to sleep?”
“Uh… That’s right.”
“That’s why I came.”
“It’s amazing. Anyway, thank you. I can sleep happily when you’re next to me.”
Then he greets Seunghee.
I lie down on the bed and Seunghee lies next to me and uses my arm as a pillow.
Looking at it this way, it seems like I’m trying to put Seunghee to sleep.
“Do what you do.”
Seunghee said with a smile, and I put my hand into her chest.
Perfect posture. Perfect preparation.
This guy… I’m so thankful? It almost brings tears to my eyes.
“But… Why are you sleeping? Are you fooling around by yourself while we made you do the work?”
“Oh, that’s right. I worked hard, so shouldn’t I be able to do this?”
“Okay, you can do that. Go to sleep quickly. I’ll stay by your side until you fall asleep.”
So I closed my eyes.
New beginning. Sleep to prepare for the beginning.
You will feel like a bear falling into hibernation in the hope of a warmer spring day.
Ah. Am I more of a frog than a bear? Poisonous frog?
I liked that high bar. I’ll have to use it again someday.
I fell asleep.
As if saving strength for future events. Naturally.
It would truly be the greatest blessing to be able to fall asleep while being held in the warmest embrace in the universe.
When I wake up, a lot of things will happen again, right?
It will probably be a lot more hectic than than it is now.
So… Let’s rest for a bit. Forget about things that will happen in the future. Comfortably.
