I Became a Genius Mage in the Cthulhu Game Chapter 292

Chapter 292

Episode 292: Mass-produced Jang Hyeon-deok

Gurrrrrrr-

An unsettling vibration sound heard throughout the building.

Argh! Gyaaaaaaaaa! Ah ah ah ah ah!

People inside the building soon realize the problem and start screaming.

‘Well, it’s worth screaming about.’

I was tired of breaking through the strangely twisted space, so I stopped time and lifted the entire building.

Giiiiiiing-

If I had just lifted it, everyone would have noticed, but since the sudden movement and loud noises all happened in a frozen time, they were not noticed until this moment.

I wonder what a waste of magical power this is, but it’s a pretty decent demonstration, right?

“Waaaaaaah!”

The current height is approximately 20 meters.

The managers who put their heads out of the window are shocked to find that they are flying over the forest of Surisan Mountain and retreat back into the building.

“Let’s see… … .”

I placed my feet on the window frame, pulled the center of my body out the window, and looked at the scene in the room.

“What is this room doing?”

A patient treatment room in a hospital? A cult’s ritual room?

It seems to be a multi-functional space that mixes the two and adds the function of a weapons warehouse.

Glass bottles on a shelf that had just been tipped over were broken and chemical agents of unknown composition were pooling on the floor, emitting unpleasant vapors, and several assault rifles and grenades were displayed on the walls.

And there are a total of six people in this room, not including me.

“Kim Shin-hwa, I trusted you! “You came to save me!”

First of all, Park Gwang-rim is wrapped in a straitjacket and tied to a bed with wheels.

“Teacher, are you friends with the Chinese man lying here?”

Next, Jang Hyeon-deok grabs Park Gwang-rim’s bed and moves to the corner of the room.

“This is private land. Please leave immediately. “We will not tolerate aggressive behavior.”

Next to him, Jang Hyeon-deok speaks in an eerily calm voice.

“A strange phenomenon is occurring where buildings are flying. “Did you use some kind of supernatural ability to cause this phenomenon?”

Jang Hyeon-deok is at the door trying to understand the situation in a robot-like tone.

“I understand. You are the ‘wizard’ he was talking about. You came because of Jang Hyeon-deok, right? Isn’t it? “Wizard?”

Jang Hyeon-deok says he understands something in the center of the room.

I touched my forehead for a moment and spoke to Jang Hyeon-deok.

“Wait a minute, it feels weird when you say that in the same voice and tone. “Can you give me some time to adjust?”

“Kim Shin-hwa! “What idle talk is that!”

Park Gwang-rim is embarrassed by my joke and tackles me.

“It’s not exactly the same.”

Another person who said that, Jang Hyeon-deok, is slowly extending his hand toward the assault rifle hanging on the wall.

In short, there are as many as five Jang Hyeon-deok in this room.

“It’s like my head and I like it.”

No, to be precise, it is not Jang Hyeon-deok.

“You will soon be able to distinguish each individual’s personality. And for now, I ask you to remain still.”

Jang Hyeon-deok picked up the gun and pulled the trigger with a kind smile.

Clap – doo-dada-dada!!

“Oh, indeed.”

[Distortion field]

[Quick retreat]

I deployed a distortion field, dodged the incoming bullets, and jumped out of the window.

“Oh no, wait!”

“Why do those kids talk like that?”

Aside from his robot-like, friendly tone of voice, his actions are extremely aggressive and cold-hearted.

Doo-dad-dad-dada!!

Jang Hyeon-deok, holding an assault rifle, continues to fire toward the window and runs toward the window where I was.

“Hyeondeoks, I am the one controlling this place. Ugh!”

Giiiiiiing-

I used my magic power to tilt the flying building about 45 degrees.

Rumbling!

A loud noise that made the building shudder.

The wall I was hanging on slowly turned towards the ground –

Jang Hyeon-deok, who was running while clumsily firing his gun, suddenly slips on a steep slope and flies towards the window.

“Aaaah!”

Jang Hyeon-deok with a gun barely hanging on the window.

[Dead Man’s Grasp]

Ooooooo!!

Dozens of hands created from the wall pulled Jang Hyeon-deok, who was hanging from the window, and he could not hold on any longer and fell straight down.

“Aaaaa!!”

Ssuk, ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssm…

The sound of tree branches breaking is heard. I’m sure he’s not an ordinary Jang Hyeon-deok, so if he’s lucky, he’ll survive?

I put my head through the window again and looked at Jang Hyeon-deok’s face.

Even though the floor is tilted at about 45 degrees, Jang Hyeon-deok is able to stand with martial arts that are not considered ordinary humans.

“Yeah, I’m sure now that I’m getting used to it, I look like a different person.”

They are a variety of Jang Hyeon-deok, each with their own individuality and slightly different charms.

Even in this situation, Jang Hyeon-deok, who is still holding on to Park Gwang-rim, seems to be the type specialized in close combat, judging from his thick eyebrows and strong appearance, developed trapezius muscles, and calloused hands compared to other Jang Hyeon-deoks.

Judging by Jang Hyeon-deok’s body movements, who is holding on to another Jang Hyeon-deok while half-hanging on the wall, and has a slim and agile appearance, he is the type who specializes in stealth maneuvers.

“There are innocent and helpless people in this building besides us. “Please at least readjust the angle for their sake.”

Jang Hyeon-deok, who is talking to me while clinging to the stealthy mobile Jang Hyeon-deok… … . Considering the amount of magical power felt and the plump and meaty face shape, is he a non-combatant?

If they had exactly the same face, there might have been less sense of heterogeneity.

“Ah, I feel strange because there are so many Jang Hyeon-deok.”

Those vaguely similar yet dissimilar faces form a kind of uncanny valley.

“But I will grant your request to change the angle for now.”

Rumbling-

I used my magic power to readjust the angle of the building.

“thank you. But we are not Jang Hyeon-deok.”

And lastly, Jang Hyeon-deok wearing glasses.

He exudes magical power that is unrivaled even among the various Jang Hyeon-deoks, and he looks at me with eyes that are so clear and shiny that it makes me feel burdened.

“I heard it earlier. “Your name is Kwok Huezul?”

“Yes, that is my name. From here, Anjipseol, Doemakcheon, Baedozon, and the one who just fell is Park Parkhyeon.”

Names that seem to have been created by randomly rolling dice.

“Well, it might be rude to say something using someone else’s name, but… … .”

Jang Hyeon-deok was a truly worthy name.

He raised his hand as if it was okay and then asked me a question.

“Is Park Hyeon dead?”

I sent my senses down for a moment.

“You’re alive. “Seeing as you can’t move, I guess it’s broken somewhere.”

“Thank goodness. Thank you for your merciful treatment.”

Attitudes, tone of voice, and facial expressions that do not fit the situation are repeated over and over again.

The strange feeling of awkwardness and heterogeneity, as if talking to an AI programmed to behave that way, stimulates a subtle discomfort that is difficult to describe.

“I’m making this suggestion because I think it makes sense, but why don’t you surrender?”

I said that and raised the height of the building a little.

Rumbling rumbling-

“If you refuse, I will throw this crappy building into the ocean off Daebu Island.”

He looked at me with a serious expression for a moment.

After his eyes moved around the room, he confidently spoke with a smile like sunshine.

“I have the ability to teleport short distances, so I can escape the threat you mentioned. And we have hostages, so I guess we can refuse.”

Anyway, these guys’ base is cultists.

They are willing to risk their lives in danger.

This is not something that can be resolved through conversation anyway.

“Yeah, I wasn’t expecting it.”

I sighed and activated the magic.

If you use it often, you’ll run into problems, but it’ll still be fine for once or twice.

[Time stop]

* * *

I unstopped time.

The time I can stop is about 20 seconds.

You could say it’s a short period of time, but for me, that’s enough. Because I am a wizard.

“Aaaah?! “Uh-huh?”

Park Gwang-rim stops screaming when he realizes that the situation has suddenly changed.

He lowered his head for a moment and then spoke to me.

“Kim Shin-hwa, where are we? “Where have they gone?”

Park Gwang-rim’s speaking style is a bit awkward in a different way from Jang Hyeon-deok’s awkward speaking style.

This has nothing to do with insanity or anything like that. Because I’m just a little bit bad at Korean.

“First, I threw them all in the woods over there.”

I pointed to a huge pile of dirt rising up.

They turned the building upside down, threw it to the ground, and half-buried it.

As they say, there are innocent people, so we adjusted it to prevent them from dying, but it will take some time for them to escape.

“under! That’s awesome! Well done!”

Park Gwang-rim swore in about four languages ​​in the direction where the building was buried, then looked at me with wide eyes.

“Magic, it’s really amazing. “No, is Kim Shin-hwa so great?”

I shook my head moderately and then threw away Park Gwang-rim’s things I had brought with him from Chiyu-dong.

“Ah, you even took care of this!”

Park Gwang-rim is happy to receive his pendulum.

“Now, let’s take our time giving thanks. “Let’s go first.”

* * *

Park Gwang-rim swept up his disheveled hair, tidied it up, tied it back, and said.

“I did this to repay Kim Shin-hwa’s favor, but in the end, I was indebted to Kim Shin-hwa again.”

favor?

Oh, and there was also something written in the notebook about being a benefactor.

“No, did you really do this because of that 10 billion?”

“Thank you for the 10 billion, but didn’t you save my life once before?”

“before?”

“Didn’t you get rid of the ghost?”

What ghost?

ah.

Now that I think about it, Park Gwang-rim was cursed by [Descendants of Fomalhaut] before and almost exploded. Thanks to me removing the curse on him, he was saved from the danger of death.

‘what? ‘Is that what you meant by benefactor?’

It’s not about money?

To be honest, although I had highly evaluated Park Gwang-rim’s abilities, I did not really trust him.

Because I had too many experiences of being betrayed by him.

but… … .

‘Yeah, it was just an experience in the game.’

Park Gwang-rim, whom I met in real life, has never betrayed me until now.

When I think about it that way, I feel a little sorry for having been suspicious and suspicious of Park Gwang-rim, thinking that he was just a scoundrel who was only motivated by money.

I waved my hand and said to Park Gwang-rim.

“Don’t put this on your favor list. “I was the one who put Gwanglim in danger in the first place.”

“great. however… … .”

Park Gwang-rim looks around anxiously for a moment.

“Where are we going now?”

“Hope-dong. “Jang Hyeon-deok wasn’t there earlier.”

Park Gwang-rim frowns as soon as I finish speaking.

“Jang Hyeon-deok, Jang Hyeon-deok, Jang Hyeon-deok. “Who on earth is that?”

He started babbling in a mixture of Chinese and Korean with a dissatisfied expression.

I am a detective famous not only in Paju but throughout the country. If that guy named Jang Hyeon-deok seemed like someone worth knowing, I would have known too. Who on earth is that guy that you’re spending so much money to save him? And so on… … .

“no no. calm down. “Because Jang Hyeon-deok is not important anymore anyway.”

“He’s not important?”

Park Gwang-rim looks at me with a puzzled expression.

“okay. what… … . I will do my best to save Jang Hyeon-deok, but there is something I want to investigate. “Did you see those impersonal brothers and sisters?”

“I’ve seen too much.”

“that’s right. There are too many. “The Jang Hyeon-deok I’m looking for has the same face as those guys.”

“I beg your pardon? Same… … ? “Are you saying that the person named Jang Hyeon-deok that Kim Shin-hwa is looking for is also from the same clan as those guys?”

Probably so.

And while time was stopped, there were things discovered in the healing building.

I made some inferences based on that information and came to the following conclusions:

“Those are NPCs.”

“NPC? “What is that?”

Ugh, this is a question from an ordinary person who doesn’t play games or anything like that.

I scratched my head for a moment and then asked again.

“Have you never played a game or something?”

“If you leave it alone, there are games that let you shoot bows and guns randomly.”

“I know what kind of game it is. “There are a lot of enemies that look the same in that game, right?”

“Of course.”

“Have you ever wondered where those same guys come from while playing games?”

Park Gwang-rim shook his head after hearing what I said.

“It’s just a game, right? It’s a copy of the same picture. What do you mean, where does it come from?”

that’s right. Usually I don’t care.

However, if there is a world that is exactly like the game, how would such mass-produced NPCs be implemented?

“That’s what they are.”

“A game character?”

Yes, you too.

I resisted wanting to say that and turned my head for a moment to look at the building sunk into the ground.

‘I can’t quite believe it even after seeing it with my own eyes, but if my guess is correct… … .’

Those guys are mass-produced NPCs that are randomly generated in [Cthulhu World].

NPCs are created based on the same skeleton, although they are assigned a certain level of personality and characteristics because their values ​​are randomly assigned within a certain range of conditions.

In the game, you can drive a security taxi, play an unimportant role as a troubleshooter, become a low-level cult member, or work part-time at a store –

‘There are probably other facilities similar to this one besides Ansan.’

Because mass-produced NPCs aren’t the only ones that resemble Jang Hyeon-deok.

“Also, by collecting NPCs who have become obsolete and whose roles have disappeared, we recycle limited resources within the game. This is that kind of facility. it is not so?”

“Kim Shin-hwa? “Who are you talking to now?”

Park Kwang-rim doubts my mental state with a puzzled expression.

That’s probably why Park Gwang-rim is making that expression because he can’t see that in his eyes.

[Warning: This is an unimplemented area unrelated to the scenario development. If you approach further, the stability of play cannot be guaranteed.]

That’s an interesting warning.

I said, raising my magic power.

“Talk about whatever you want. “Anyway, you can’t stop me with the resources you have here.”

fantasy,