Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 149

EP.149 The road flows with the traveler – 5

I passed through two stops on the way. The medical officer disembarked at the mine stop with a polite salute. Asking if anyone was injured until the end seemed to be regretting that there was no opportunity to show off one’s skills.

There were people who got off, but no one got on. We talked to each other and gradually got closer.

Either physical distance or psychological distance.

Humans form a society. The needs of human beings tend to be possessed by the same human being the most, and the more shared such resources are, the greater their efficiency.

Light warmth knowledge fence story.

Humans have lived as a community for a long time because the more all such things gather, the greater the share goes to each other.

…Of course, some who value efficiency over efficiency preferred killing and stealing rather than living together, but anyway.

We were talking while gathering lamps, but now we are listening to the old sapper.

“…my older brother passed away when I was making this meta conveyor belt. It was a terrible accident. The ground wasn’t even fully solid, but I got confused and stepped on it, and my body was crushed. The figure of being buried in the rapids of the land is… kyuk kyuk. I hope you don’t imagine. I can’t even express it in words.”

I don’t know if it was intentional, but blurring the words made it more imaginative.

The image of a person being crushed by the flowing ground passed through people’s heads. Blood red like lava spread inside the flowing ground…

The old sapper, recalling the past, looked at the meta conveyor belt with wet eyes.

“My older brother was a good carpenter, but not a good stonemason, and he didn’t know exactly what flowing ground was… now he probably knows. Because it is the closest to the Mother Goddess. It’s like I’m moving on my brother’s corpse.”

“Oh…”

“After my older brother passed away, I couldn’t get my hands on anything. I could have died working stupidly. At that time, my brother was the only carpenter in the unit, so he was the first to be called when building a wall, but since my older brother died, I was the only one to work. It’s only natural that the fence collapses when the two of them do their work alone…”

After the coup, those who had called the ship during the kingdom were taken prisoner and ordered to serve. However, no matter how much whipping you do, there is no way you will develop a skill that you didn’t have.

The military government gathered technicians from all over the country and gave them the authority to govern the laborers by giving them a coat of arms.

Among them, Jiseon stood out the most.

“At that time, Ji-seon saved me, and I was ungrateful for this. Why did he come now? If he had come a week earlier, he wouldn’t have been able to live. Kww. I am a very selfish person.”

He gave heartfelt condolences to the sapper, who spoke as if he was helping himself.

“Don’t beat yourself up. If I was really selfish, I wouldn’t even remember being saved.”

“Quack. It’s been a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time. How resentful I was at the time. After the construction was over, I only drank for a few months… while resenting the military and branch lines. Still, if only I could see Jiseon again. I want to get down on my knees and apologize. It is my wish.”

“Don’t worry about that. Ji-seon saved more than one or two people. Daddy won’t even remember. It would be more embarrassing if someone suddenly apologized.”

“…I think so. Unlike me, Ji-seon was truly selfless…”

Well? Not necessarily.

What you don’t know is medicine. I saw the old sapper and comforted him so that he could eat comfortably. It’s better than going to see Ji-seon and being shocked to see her right arm cut off.

After the bitter story, I took out the canned food that had been placed on the lamp. The general is a general in his own right, and he poured water into the more luxurious canned meat, but when he smelled the smell coming from my canned food, he kept glancing at it.

“What is that?”

“I put pre-cooked food in empty cans and reseal them.”

“Pre-cooked food in canned food? Isn’t that what canning factories do? Good tricks too. Let’s taste it.”

A general who demands it as a matter of course. I finished the calculations in a moment.

Honestly, just give me some canned food. No problem.

However, the current setting is that I do not know the general’s identity.

I’m respectful and I feel like I’m in an awkward position, but I don’t readily agree if it’s a real loss to me. Let’s go with a concept that is warm to the family but not so generous to others.

The general will like that part even more.

He closed his body slightly and blurred his smile. I blindly glanced at the others and attached myself to the captain.

“…I don’t compress as well as the cannery, so I can only pack two servings in one can.”

“Eh?”

Beyond refusal, even showing signs of being wary, the general behaved as if his pride was hurt.

“hey. brother I’m afraid I’ll ask for it bare-mouthed! Let’s eat it with our canned food! This is meat!”

“Meat cannot replace sincerity. Sorry, but this is for me and Pip.”

The general, frowning as if he couldn’t bear to take it by force, held out all the canned food he had and shouted.

“Eight! This is the judge’s version! Give me five!”

“…really?”

“Don’t speak twice! I have no intention of eating cheap food for my brother! Take all of this!”

If so, the story is different… Let’s act with the feeling.

There is plenty of food anyway, but freshness and spices are generously used. It’s hard to get out right away because you might be questioned.

Colonel Gand quietly pointed out to me while I was turning into a flower and preparing canned food.

“Master. Five is all we have.”

“Oh yeah? I’m sorry I took it from you, but then four!”

“Since there are five of them, why did you subtract one from them? So, what are you going to eat the day after tomorrow?”

When he was beaten by Colonel Gand, his disciple and subordinate, the general suddenly became angry.

“You are this child. If you don’t have canned food, you should think about getting some! Get out of here!”

“How do you get canned food on the belt? You mean robbery?”

“Robbery? Did I teach you that?”

“Then what do you mean!”

In any case, thanks to the great general’s delight, that evening was more luxurious than any other.

Even the flowing land could not chase the sun setting in the west. The day was setting with smoke dispersing behind. Everyone yawned loudly and went to sleep looking for a place that was out of the wind.

“what? You lost your lamp? I can’t help it. Hey Gand! Give me your lamp!”

The general shouted, pointing at the mother and son sitting close to each other. Colonel Gand, who had been tormented by the general again, pressed his forehead and chewed his lips.

“Then what do I sleep on?”

“What do you know?”

“…I don’t know either. Master, give it to me.”

“Trying to take off and eat Master, who is like a child sky. Shall we share a lamp with you then? yes? Would you like to spend the night facing each other?”

“sorry. Just hand me my lamp as I will sleep alone.”

So everyone took their seats and lay down. Naturally, Daewi and I, who were playing brother and sister, were placed in a similar space.

The captain, who took off the uniform packet and became a shirt, put on a sleeping bag packet. The compressed alchemy hat swelled up and wrapped around the captain’s body. It looked like a cloud or a golden lamb with rapidly growing hair.

The captain, buried in a warm and fluffy sleeping bag packet, let out a heavy sigh that didn’t match his attire.

“… eventful. It was a complicated day.”

“What is complicated? Meeting nice people and having a good night.”

At my nonchalant answer, the captain said in a fit of anger.

“You will never know. What kind of predicament the main building is in today.”

“It happens again. I heard you call me oppa earlier. If my older brother heard it, I’ll play a sutra.”

On the other side, they are the ones who put even the strong wind under their control with dry air quality that has reached its peak. I won’t eavesdrop on other people’s conversation like a jjomsaeng, but I might inadvertently overhear it.

‘…Quit. Positive. General Patraxion is the one who transcends human strength. Even what the main officer is saying now can be heard in his ears. It is dangerous to see through what has been postponed once.’

So in other words.

The captain is saying that you still have to treat me like a brother.

“…Be careful with your words, keup oppa.”

“Am I always careful?”

‘I don’t know if he’s teasing or acting because of his attitude!’

Both both.

The more light and heat are divided, the greater their utility. The captain and I each lay facing each other with two lamps between us.

I struggled with wearing a regular sleeping bag, not a packet. In the meantime, the captain, buried in comfort, stared at me and was lost in thought.

‘The main building is a communication soldier. Identity must not be revealed. No matter what.’

The feeling you feel is a sense of duty.

And it was melancholy.

‘If someone knows the identity of the main building… if you see the face, know the identity, and realize the connection between the two. The main building must decide for itself.’

It was faith without a single doubt.

There was a time when I was taking classes with a swollen dream right after I went from elementary school to secondary military school.

Suddenly, without any warning, someone from the military comes and speaks to her.

-Congratulations. An aptitude was found in you. A very valuable ability to become a communications soldier.

The aptitude to be a communications soldier. Hearing those words, the girl’s heart swelled. The most comfortable stairs in the world, where you can become an officer immediately after entering. a place so known.

Breaking up with a friend she has already made, the girl moves along with an instructor from a very special school.

and agree

Girls with high sensitivity and excellent empathy than anyone else who don’t fit in the military at all. They supported each other and endured rigorous training.

They can never survive alone, but their ability is empathy and sympathy. The constant applied pressure molds them into well-fitting puzzles. They don’t bump into each other and don’t hurt each other. Friction is a luxury that can only be afforded.

Divided into ranks like that, they come into the world commissioned as captains from the beginning. They will work alone, but they are not lonely.

Magic that is unique but not unique.

Because each has a unique magic that allows them to reach each other.

‘However, if the main building does not need to self-determine. The principal does not have to commit suicide.’

It’s an obvious thing to say, but it’s a fact that isn’t obvious. The captain looked at me with eyes trying to be cold.

‘You have not disclosed any information about your current home to anyone. Therefore, if you die, the principal will no longer need to die.’

Since it is easier to kill oneself than others, the signal soldier is forced to commit suicide. However, if they are strangely accompanying each other with carelessness like now.

Because it’s harder to overcome the resistance of those who want to live than to kill people themselves.

‘General Patraxion is a six-star general. Growth is at level 5 and there are no restrictions on them. If the main officer reveals the truth even now and asks for it, he will punish you. In other words, the main building holds your lifeline. If I put my mind to it, I can kill you and save your life.’

“phew. It’s done. This size doesn’t fit well. Ugh. If only I could wear the clothes packet properly.”

Whimpering and crumpling myself into the sleeping bag, I lay down like a caterpillar. When our eyes met, the captain made a frightened expression.

‘…so that. The principal does not have to commit suicide.’

However, the biggest enemy of a communications soldier is his ability to empathize. Such an ability to identify others with oneself destroys the shape of the military nation of signal soldiers.

Maybe the windowless room was a facility to protect the information that would be in them and at the same time keep the part called the communication soldier intact.

Well, that’s not what I know.

“What are you doing? don’t sleep.”

“…it will be fine. There is no alarm on the meta conveyor belt, so please wake up on time.”

“Can’t I wake up without an alarm?”

“Impossible… sound… wake-up time… thoroughly…”

The captain gradually began to fall asleep following the sound of his breathing getting smaller and smaller. I lay down and waited for the captain to fall asleep, and when he was completely unconscious, I just got up.

…are you sleeping? sleeping?

Oh, my back is cold because I have my back on the edge.

I picked up my share of lamps and placed them on my back. I think I will live a little by lighting the lamp on the front and back.

If the sleeping bag is dirty, the environment should be good. I nodded in the warmth, basking in the light from the front and back.

The captain’s thoughts came from afar.

‘…They said he was an older brother who ate too much. He used the lamp back and forth because he was cold.’

The captain hasn’t slept yet.

It is the older brother’s right to exploit his younger brother. Please do not intervene.