Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 14

EP.14 Necessity is the mother of invention

A regressor who alternates between me and Aji with cold eyes. After all my verbal skills, I managed to convince her. Still wary of me, the regressor put the knife back as if he had decided to watch.

Taking a deep breath, I suddenly became curious and asked.

“By the way, trainee Shay.”

“why.”

“What is going on here? Could it be that you were following us?”

“What a shame! I was just following you while looking for you!”

The regressor, who had the cherry blossom floating above his head, crossed his arms and tilted his head slightly.

“Tirkanjaka was curious. the class you were talking about. what time and where.”

“yes? Were you really doing that?”

‘You said you did!’

The regressor glared at me as if it were absurd. I was stingy and just nodded.

“Ah, okay. You can prepare.”

“Prepare hard. I’ll be looking forward to it.”

Turning his back on me, the regressor added a word.

“Of course I will listen.”

I, who was earning money by wandering around the back alleys, is a class? I don’t have the knowledge to teach anyone.

Even though I belong to the axis of highly educated people here, at most I graduated from an elementary school and dropped out of a secondary military school.

At the point of going to the middle school military school, he received a higher level of education than an ordinary 1st level citizen. But that was thanks to reading the thoughts of the second-class students in the whole school through mind reading. If it wasn’t for legal mind-reading cheating, my academic career would have ended at citizen high school graduation.

The reason why I read the thoughts of the 2nd place in the whole school was because I was the 1st place in the whole school.

It wasn’t that I won first place with pure skill. This was only possible because of the strength of all the students who showed me their thoughts in the exam hall. All students, lend me your knowledge!

I would like to express my gratitude and apologies to the students whose ranks have fallen one by one because of me.

As I continue to reminisce, I am reminded of the past. Thanks to the excessively high grades, the instructors praised the birth of a genius who would shine the military nation. So I dropped out as if I was running away. After all, this crap.

Like people who are wrongly aged, I muttered, thinking back to my student days.

“Maybe that wasn’t the golden age of my life?”

The days when I used to eat raw only with my ability to read thoughts. I miss you.

As I get older, the old memories that I thought I had run out of sweet water taste like chewing the cud. The problem is that I can’t remember what I’m actually going to teach.

I unconsciously fiddled with my pockets and clapped my hands at a thought that came to my mind.

“ah! It was there!”

This should be it. smiled inwardly.

The 1st to 3rd floors of Tantalus are prison cells where prisoners are confined. If it is a normal prison, the stuffy atmosphere caused by the oppressed order comes to mind, but Tantalus, which was a prison with only prisoners without a supervisor, was subtly out of the archetype of a normal prison.

In the sense that the stone walls are collapsing and the iron bars are bent arbitrarily.

It seems that the bars and stone walls were not even a hindrance to the prisoners imprisoned here. The stone wall was broken, the steel door was shaped like a thinly-stretched garnish, and the iron bars where the prisoner was supposed to be confined were bent here and there like candy. Some walls were studded with spears made of three twisted iron bars, and some cells were cut into squares and fell to the ground. Iron bars are twisted and a room is cut out.

crazy.

It seems that the prison was no different from a toy for the prisoners here.

It’s creepy. How did ordinary laborers survive in a place teeming with monsters like this?

ah! They all died because they couldn’t live!

After unlocking the secret, I climbed the stairs with a lighter heart.

From the 4th floor, it was a space for laborers. It was also the place where I was staying because I had no place to stay. Although it cannot be locked, it has a door that can be opened and closed freely, and is equipped with a variety of convenient facilities such as a restaurant and laundry room.

I headed to the labor training room at the end of the corridor on the 4th floor.

“hello!”

There, the ‘educators’ were waiting for me.

A coffin exuding ominous energy is floating with the desk and chair pushed aside. The regressor sits with his arms crossed and his legs crossed, glaring at me. Aji is lying on his stomach in a corner of the training room. He just came to play.

He stood on the podium with all eyes on him. Even though it’s a small classroom with only one person and nine corpses, you can’t help but feel strangely nervous standing in front of it.

Before he could speak, he took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

are you okay. You have a lot of experience like this. Let’s think that we are selling drugs to Hogu and relax.

Actually there’s not much of a difference.

“ruler. First, let’s talk about educational goals. From what I’ve been looking at for two days, you guys with inhuman powers lack common sense. Even if you send them out into society like this, you will not be able to blend in with people and have no choice but to stay out of the way. But if that’s the case, will you come back here again? therefore.”

[Wait.]

A gloomy voice came from inside the coffin. The vampire spoke in a displeased tone.

[…What is that guy who came to teach me wearing?]

“Yes? How do you like my clothes?”

Military entry-level shirt and underwear-integrated shorts. It’s a light outfit, but this is common.

However, even this lightness seemed dissatisfied with the thousand-year-old old vampire.

[Teaching is like water. It must flow down from a high position to be accepted from below. Therefore, an educator must always have the authority to do so. Would you have the heart to listen to it if you were dressed so rudely?]

“This is absurd. I never thought I would be criticized for my dress by someone who entered the coffin after living there.”

[…this.]

“Oh, I know. It’s like a wheelchair. I have no intention of saying too much about it.”

Coke! Coke!

The regressor, who had been quietly listening to the story, blushed and started coughing violently. He seems to have exploded after hearing the story of the wheelchair. I didn’t mean to do that, but anyway, the bad posture has been fixed, so let’s be satisfied.

‘…bathchair? You’re saying something incomprehensible again… But what is it? I feel bad for some reason.’

good. From now on, I should never explain what a wheelchair is.

I grabbed the podium and threatened the floating coffin.

“And there is a reason why I, Tyrkanjaka trainee, came here wearing this outfit? Even if class hasn’t started yet, don’t doubt the instructor.”

[Right. Show me. I hope the words are not simply for the sake of skin.]

“Don’t be surprised.”

Let’s show this old-time vampire the brilliance of the latest technology. I stretched my left hand out to the side.

“Citizens of military countries are collectively registered for biometrics at the end of their 18-year-old growth. Height, weight, body type, skeletal limb thickness and length. I write everything down and carve it into my body.”

I sighed and turned my wrist. There was an odd-looking hole in my left wrist. It looked as if something had to be inserted into the grooves dug out of the skin.

“That’s why the military has the most advanced personal identification system and has created several useful inventions along with it.”

I took out Aji and the things I found in the management office. The small bead, which glowed with a dark blue light, was just the right size to fit into the groove on my wrist.

Now, most of them have noticed. Both the regressor who already knew the identity of this, and the vampire who realized that the holes in my body were heterogeneous.

I roughly inferred how to use this bead.

“The military technology is the best in the world. This is the military country’s alchemy clothing technology that runs at the cutting edge of alchemy.”

With that, I inserted a dark blue bead into the hole in my wrist. It clicks and you hear a sound that fits perfectly.

At that moment, a blue thread covered my entire body.

Thick, rigid fibers along the skin hold the skeleton and draw a leader. Between them, thin blue threads come and go in layers. Clothing is instantly built according to the alchemy pattern. The thread becomes cloth, and the cloth becomes fabric, which is piled up one by one.

For some reason, I felt like I should, so I turned around in place. After about one or three turns, the instructor’s uniform that fit my body was covering my whole body.

In an instant, I became a skilled instructor and saluted in accordance with the ceremony.

“A packet of clothes.”

It took only 10 seconds for the stiff instructor’s uniform to surround my body. An invention of the century that changes into clothes that fit my body based on the information recorded on the biometric terminal.

Even if it’s torn or dirty. Just change it to a packet and wipe it off.

Among the 7 most successful inventions created by the military, the item that competes for the top is a clothing packet.

I picked up the shoulder line with my fingers and boasted.

“With the invention of the clothing packet, the military and civilians were freed from the curse of laundry. Also, the cost of purchasing clothes has been reduced dramatically. With two or three packets of clothing per person, you can keep alternating them.”

[Huh.]

“You know now, Tyrkanjaka trainee? Why did I come dressed lightly? It was to show you how to wear the garment packet. Because it’s good to wear only cheap underwear.”

There was only a muffled sound coming from the coffin. But I could hear the vampire’s thoughts clearly.

‘amazing…! So many things have changed while I was asleep!’

I thought you’d like it too.

It is a misunderstanding to say that the latest culture is difficult just because you are an old person. Rather, they are actively and deeply interested in accepting more. Originally, curiosity is the way to further explore the unnatural.

It’s just nostalgia or familiarity, so ‘it still has the taste of the past.’ It’s just a problem to return to origin while doing this.

The vampire’s attention was now on the biological terminal and the clothing packet.

“Instructor’s uniform… Hmm.”

The regressor looked at my clothes and frowned in displeasure. The vampire asked the regressor.

[Hey. Didn’t you have something like that on your wrist?]

“I don’t make anything like that.”

The regressor answered crookedly.

“That’s for surveillance. It is a product of controlism created to monitor and manage all of the military people.”

[Regulatoryism?]

“It means watching the entire nation and monitoring their every move. Because you need a biometric device to access major roads or institutions. If someone goes on a road they shouldn’t be on, it’s to arrest them immediately.”

[…Is there any problem with that?]

A regressor who has seen the future may not understand it well, but that vampire is a real person from the past. He said he had been living since the time when the king could not return properly. Was there such a thing as human rights then? If he had, he wouldn’t have died and become a vampire at that age.

The regressor who noticed that fact clicked his tongue and added his words.

“There’s a much bigger problem with biometric terminals than this.”