Chapter 723 – Fables
Seong-il looks happy when he realizes that he has finally found a way to perfectly control Gwanghyeol Magicong with Aira’s help.
“Sooner or later, I’ll make a wooden doll exclusively for the recovery of divorced marriages! For now, please use that method as a temporary measure!”
“Huh.”
Although there are some side effects, the method Aira provided is satisfactory enough, so Seong-il agrees with Aira’s words with a generous attitude.
『Whoah… Long time no see?』
After receiving the ring from Aira, Seong-il chats with the cursed knight for the first time in a while. He must have gotten quite close with Aira in the meantime, and even though Seong-il hadn’t been looking for him for a long time, he didn’t whine.
『By the way, I also need to get a new name soon.』
“Suddenly…?”
When the cursed knight mentions his name out of nowhere, Seong-il asks him with a puzzled expression. The knight who was cursed at such an answer on such a holy day replied in a piercing tone as if he was very displeased.
“Then? How long do I have to be called by a name like ‘The Cursed Knight’? I also have a pretty decent body now!!』
The knight who was cursed by Seong-il’s words repeated grunting from beginning to end, as if he had suffered quite a bit of heartache. Seong-il was able to stop his grumbling only after promising him that he would make a great name for himself sooner or later.
Seong-il, who was handed such a cursed article, moved to the pocket girls world laboratory installed in the inner plane to check his physical condition and skills more closely.
“Ohhh! The psychic waves from your body have become enormous?! To radiate more powerful waves than the S-class wild psychics in our world!!”
Seeing Seong-il’s tremendous ability, which was revealed after various tests, the doctors of the Pocket Girls world consistently admired it. They explain that Seong-il’s body has now been reconstructed into a near-perfect being, and that he has now turned into a life form with psionic energy flowing through his body instead of blood.
“Well, since you’re an unusual person, I expected that this kind of development would happen anytime. So, surprisingly, I can understand this part. But…”
Dr. Low considers the transformation of the nanomachines in his body into a new form more interesting than the development of Seong-il’s abilities.
“Have nanomachines changed?”
“Yes. First of all, we will have to draw blood to select a small cluster of nanomachines that have settled in your body and investigate them to determine the exact situation… But I can say with certainty from what has been revealed. The pattern of nanomachines is a bit different from the existing ones.”
Dr. Lowe tells us that each nanomachine in Seongil’s body is smaller than the previous version, but has stronger and denser psionic energy.
“…Maybe it’s just that my psychic powers have become stronger than before, and I’ve absorbed more of them?”
“No. I can tell you for sure. It’s not that kind of problem.”
Dr. Low is a nanomachine, the ultimate technology left by ancient humans, nestled inside Seongil’s body. As the Deus Ex Machina was a near-perfect ultra-high-performance machine that had already been developed to the limit of technology, this explains that the current evolution is an extremely unusual and difficult change.
“Deus Ex Machina is a machine capable of self-replication and self-generation from the beginning. However, as time passed, self-replication continued to progress, but at some point, self-development stopped progressing. Perhaps it was because the development was limited. It must be.”
“Ah…”
“In a situation like that that lasted for over a hundred years, you suddenly started a new mutation? Is it really simply because your psionic energy has increased?”
“…”
Dr. Aron believes that the nanomachines can also gain power and knowledge through the powerful psionic awakening that Seongil has undergone this time, given the accumulated experience and genetic information of Seongil’s body. .
“Because of this, I’d like you to concede some of the nanomachine colony for us to study. Is that possible?”
“Eh? Didn’t you collect the nanomachines while collecting blood a while ago?”
“I couldn’t.”
Professor Aron explains to him that the nanomachines thoroughly refused to leave the body during the blood collection process to prevent the energy of Seongil from being wasted.
“So, in your mind, order them to be released from the line where there is no problem with their activities. Then they will readily cooperate.”
“…So smart?”
“Of course.”
Professor Aron says it is highly likely that the nanomachines developed some kind of hive consciousness through this incident. When Seong-il is surprised to hear that, Professor Aron tells him not to worry too much since he has not turned into a being who rebels against his master.
“No matter how conscious they are, in the end their consciousness will only be active enough to be an AI assistant to help you. And there’s a good chance that even that hasn’t been completed yet. Think of Edward. He’s quite smart, but he’s never acted against your will. Was there?”
“Ah…”
Relieved by Professor Aron’s explanation, Seong-il obediently manipulates the nanomachines as he wants and induces them to be expelled through the syringe.
“Hmm… I feel good about it. Perhaps, based on this pattern, most of the side effects that occur during nanomachine injection can be suppressed…”
Hearing Dr. Low’s murmur, Seong-il naturally feels that the research will proceed according to his words. He encourages Dr. Low not to give up and continue his research, knowing full well that this sense of his is no longer an illusion, but rather an ability to read a kind of causal law.
Seong-il, who has completed the physical examination at the Pocket Girls world laboratory, is not tired. This time, he moves straight to the research building where the professors of Mythology Academy are staying and starts a discussion with them about the achievements he has achieved this time.
Even to the professors in the world of Mythology, who have a deeper understanding of psychic powers and magic than anyone else, the power that Seong-il shows is transcendence itself, so they see the change in Seong-il and send their gazes of surprise and admiration.
Seong-il spends several days discussing and researching his power with professors from the world of mysology. In addition, training on how to use power efficiently.
By the time Seong-il has adapted to his new powers and has come to realize how to use them effectively, the faculty, through observations, have determined that Seong-il’s Jeongcheon-jinkyung is either an extremely advanced transformation or a legendary word magic.
While Seong-il, intoxicated by the words, is frantically enjoying training to seize his newly acquired power, he receives a call about Eun-wol through Aira, who is on duty in the martial arts world.
“Oh, did you get a call from Eunwol?”
“Yes! As always, I was working in the temporary studio set up in the Little Pineapple House when I got a call!”
Aira Eunwol said through satellite communication that she had arrived at her headquarters, and that she had succeeded in stabilizing her Demonic Cult to some extent, so she wished Seongil to visit her headquarters. It delivers
“Ohhh! That’s great. I just finished my busy work.”
Almost all of the things that happened during his awakening must have been resolved, Seong-il stops training and moves to the door of the transcendent without hesitation.
‘You did well to submerge the Little Nautilus deep in the Yangtze River just in case.’
Eunwol and Aira were able to contact each other at any time because the Pineapple House was installed in Little Nautilus, not Inner Plane. Seong-il thinks it will be okay to maintain a communication network in this form if there is a need to communicate in a world where science is not developed in the future.
“Do you have silver moon?”
Upon entering her pineapple ink painting, Seong-il pulls out her phone and contacts her. Not long after Seong-il contacted him, a familiar beautiful voice started to resonate inside the hanging scroll-shaped pineapple house.
“I’m Gongja!!!”
Seeing how happy she was with Seong-il, Eun-wol looks at him and even shouts at her loudly.
“How are you?”
“Perfect!! Sexual intercourse is now completely in my hands!!”
In recent years, Eun-wol has improved remarkably in a relationship that has been intensely repeated training within Seong-il’s inner plane. In the meantime, she ate the elixir and solved the problem of lunar retardation, as well as transplanting nano machines and undergoing psychic flowering procedures, she had long since transcended the level of a simple Moorim person. She even tells her that she can succeed in taking control of the Demonic Cult very easily based on that power, as Eunwol even has a magic mark engraved on her back that would look like a god in the eyes of the Demonic Cult.
“Young master, do you remember that I have a favor to ask of you?”
“Oh, right. It was.”
At Eun-wol’s words, Seong-il recalls what she said a while ago, with a mysterious expression on her face, that she would ask him a favor.
