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Chapter 78 – Promotion II
“What?”
“Your Excellency. I realize that I’ve never really enjoyed my life up until now.”
Yoo Jiwon said.
“Even if I were to be sealed in ti and repeat ‘the happiest day of my life,’ that happiness wouldn’t hold much value objectively.”
Uh… What is she talking about?
“While ordinary people might spend their sealed ti happily with their families or lovers, I’d be stuck endlessly repeating the day I got accepted into university or the day I graduated top of my class. Imagine that, Your Excellency. Is that truly the most valuable happiness? I can’t help but feel it’s unfair.”
“Wait… What are you trying to say to ?”
“Honorable Vice-Guild Leader, please let know in advance next ti that you are a regressor and a prophet who promises the eternal gospel of a repeating day. If I knew that, this lowly lamb would strive to create the happiest day to comfortably enjoy in the heaven I will prepare for myself.”
“…”
Silence filled the tent.
“So, let get this straight. You’re saying that I’ll use the ti seal on you, but before that, you’ll create a day worth repeating forever?”
“As expected of Your Excellency. Your understanding is sharp.”
“Are you out of your mind?”
“Vice-Guild Leader, I swear to serve you loyally like a dog until the end of this world’s destruction. So please, promise .”
“The world is almost destroyed already! No, Jiwon, I’m sorry. This Vice-Guild Leader was wrong. I was lying. Logically, there’s no such thing as a regressor, right?”
“I have always trusted you completely, Vice-Guild Leader. The bond we’ve built isn’t sothing to be taken lightly, is it? Of course, the in the next turn might be too foolish to recognize you as the savior. If that happens, just tell , ‘I know you killed soone when you were 15 and dumped the body in a ditch in Bukhan Mountain.'”
“What? You killed soone in middle school? No, wait… Hey! Let go of my pants! What? Hey, let go! No? Let go, I said! Lieutenant Yoo! You crazy bastard!”
I’ve encountered many lunatics in my life as a regressor, but Yoo Jiwon, who wanted to use my regression solely for her own pleasure and happiness, was the first of her kind.
Even after 1,183 regressions, there was no one like Yoo Jiwon.
What’s more astonishing… she didn’t just talk big; she actually remained loyal to until her dying breath.
– The҉o҈҉g҈҉i҉҉o҉҉w!
In my 5th regression, I lost my head two minutes into the fight with the Ten Clans.
But there were many awakened ones who died before in that battle, including Yoo Jiwon.
“Vice-Guild Leader! Watch out!”
Yoo Jiwon even took a tentacle attack from the Ten Clans for , jumping out of nowhere to shield .
I was dumbfounded.
Because I could have dodged that attack myself.
If there were a contest for “Most Pointless Death,” this scene would be a top contender.
Had she not been my direct subordinate who went through countless battles with , I would have laughed and clapped at the absurdity of it all.
“Hey… Lieutenant Yoo, no, Jiwon… What kind of new nonsense is this…?”
“Cough.”
Yoo Jiwon, with a neat hole in her chest, coughed up blood.
Her blue eyes gazed at with a seriousness that would never exist again in this world.
“Next turn… Your Excellency, promise…”
*Plop*
She collapsed.
And then she died.
“……”
This is driving crazy.
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As absurd as it was, I wasn’t cruel enough to ignore the last words of soone who died for (even a pointless death is still a type of death, right?).
I regretted not being a bit more ruthless, but it was too late. I ended up delivering Yoo Jiwon’s final words to her in the next turn.
“I see.”
The cool and chic silver-haired girl nodded.
This was a ti when the world hadn’t completely fallen apart yet, so resources were still quite plentiful. Yoo Jiwon raided a convenience store with an axe and turned it into her fortress.
According to her, it was a store she’d owned for a long ti, but I didn’t really trust her. She lied more naturally than she breathed.
“I understand you’re claiming to be a regressor and that you have the power to seal ti. But all of this is unproven.”
“I also know you’re a psychopath.”
“That’s not surprising. People around have known that for a long ti.”
-Kyaaaaak!
In the middle of our conversation, a monster crashed through the convenience store window. It looked like a giant cockroach. I charged my staff with aura and pierced its mouth.
Crash!
Yoo Jiwon approached and finished it off by splitting its head with his axe. The monster convulsed and died.
Yoo Jiwon always had exceptional combat sense. Even then, her talent was evident.
We resud our conversation as if nothing had happened.
“What more do I need to prove? I know you love the ‘Romance of the Three Kingdoms’ and that you majored in Latin.”
“What? Hmm. Indeed. That’s quite interesting, but it’s still unproven.”
“Dammit, I know you killed soone when you were 15 and dumped the body in a ditch on Bukhan Mountain. Believe , you psycho!”
“…Oh.”
Yoo Jiwon blinked her eyebrows.
“Alright. That statent just gave your claim a lot more credibility.”
“Why? Because it was a truth no one else knew?”
“More precisely, because it was ‘incorrect information.’ It wasn’t when I was 15; it was when I was 14, and it wasn’t Bukhan Mountain; it was Dobong Mountain.”
“……”
“If your ability were mind reading or extracting secrets, there’d be no reason for you to accept false information. This ans you must have received the wrong information from soone else. And I have several reasons to be confident that my cri was never discovered.”
“……”
“Hmm, regression. And the fact that my past self used a regressor as a mailman to send a letter… That’s very intriguing. Not many people get to experience sothing this rare in their lifeti.”
This is driving crazy, for real.
I grabbed a can of coffee from the convenience store shelf and gulped it down. Yoo Jiwon didn’t stop .
“Consider this can of coffee as paynt for the delivery. I’ve delivered the last words, so I’ll be on my way.”
“Ah. Sorry, but could you wait for just 2 minutes? I’ll co with you.”
“What?”
I was taken aback.
When I turned around, Yoo Jiwon was rolling up the national and city maps she’d spread out on the convenience store counter and stuffing them into her trunk.
Just for reference, the most striking piece of decor in this convenience store was the ‘tutorial fairy’ skin. You heard that right. Yoo Jiwon had skinned a fairy and mounted it on the counter wall like so sort of trophy.
I could guarantee that this girl had skinned at least two different types of living creatures.
“Hey, why are you following ? You’ve got plenty of supplies here. Just stay and hold out.”
“That’s a bad plan.”
Yoo Jiwon pushed up her glasses.
“Didn’t the previous version of end up leaving this place to join your guild? Since I’ll leave eventually, it makes more sense to join you now and rise through the ranks faster.”
“It’s not my guild; it’s Tang Seorin’s guild.”
“Oh, I see. My apologies. Please correct whenever I make mistakes in the future.”
“No, I an just don’t follow . Hey. Hey! I don’t want you around anymore! Get lost!”
But Yoo Jiwon didn’t get lost.
Instead, she clung to like a parasite. And the host she latched onto was Three Thousand Worlds.
Yoo Jiwon, more fervently than any other guild mber, embraced the role of a witch, proving that she not only had the ‘Minimap’ skill but also the ‘Winning Tang Seorin’s Favor’ skill.
“Wow, Vice Guild Master. Where did you find such a cute one?”
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“It’s the honor of three lifetis, Great Witch.”
“……”
Selected as an early mber of Three Thousand Worlds, Yoo Jiwon rose faster and higher than her fifth turn. You could say she really put on a show.
Her official title was Operations Manager, my deputy as Vice Guild Master, and Tang Seorin’s Special Secretary. In short, she solidified her position as the third-in-command in the guild.
Being the third-in-command of the top company in Korea before the apocalypse would be akin to being the third-in-command of the top conglorate in the pre-apocalyptic world. She had certainly achieved significant success.
However, our silver-haired psychopath, Yoo Jiwon, was soone who didn’t care about others’ evaluations.
“Manager Yoo.”
“Yes, Vice Guild Master.”
“…We’ll be fighting the Ten Clans soon. Shouldn’t we arrange your funeral first?”
“Oh.”
“Anyway, it seems to that the current version of you is much happier than the previous one. I don’t know what your criteria for happiness are, but wouldn’t this be a satisfactory afterlife?”
“Hmm.”
Hmm, she said. This guy.
This psychopath just looked at the air with a blank expression and said, “Hmm.”
To provide so visual context, her lips ford the exact shape of ‘ω.’
“Vice Guild Master, I had a thought. If I’m happier now in the sixth turn than I was in the fifth, wouldn’t I be even happier in the seventh turn with a pretty good probability?”
“Jiwon, what are you talking about, Jiwon…?”
“Could you please leave a will for the next version of , urging her to strive for even happier tis before holding a funeral…?”
“Hey!”
Now, you can probably see how this episode ends.
That’s right. To cut to the chase, without any need for epilogues, this bastard Yoo Jiwon used as her personal will deliveryman every single ti.
From the sixth turn to the seventh, to the eighth, to the ninth, to the tenth, and to the eleventh.
Whenever I asked her if she was finally happy enough for a funeral, she would always reply,
“Hmm. Don’t you think I’d be a bit happier in the next turn?”
And thus, she endlessly postponed her sealing.
What kind of person does that?
I’ve read countless web novels and encountered nurous protagonists who are infinite regressors, especially after my 550th turn. But I’ve never seen a character use an infinite regressor like this.
And this guy… later on, when the Highway Maintenance Corps was established, she sotis joined under Noh Doha instead of Tang Seorin.
“This minimap is exactly what our Highway Maintenance Corps needs. Thanks to it, it’s easy to track the location of our mbers in real-ti. Thanks for introducing such a great talent for free, Regressor Jang.”
“……”
A few turns later, Yoo Jiwon smoothly got promoted to the head of the Operations Control Room, just below Noh Doha in the Highway Maintenance Corps.
In the long run, spanning hundreds of years, Yoo Jiwon was genuinely ‘rising through the ranks’ little by little.
From an ordinary guild mber to my deputy. From my deputy to the third-in-command of Three Thousand Worlds. Then from an executive in Three Thousand Worlds to a significant figure in the Highway Maintenance Corps.
It was nothing short of a miracle! The living proof of a success story!
I couldn’t begin to fathom how this phenonon occurred.
Was there a power-hungry monster that kept getting promoted with each turn? Isn’t this truly bizarre?
The most astonishing fact was that this creature, who would stop at nothing for success, had never once betrayed throughout the 1183 turns.
When I once asked her during a drinking session why she never betrayed , her answer was astonishing.
“Are you asking if I would ever betray you, Doctor Jang? I would rather die than do that.”
“Why? You’re a psychopath.”
“Please stop being prejudiced against psychopaths. You’re a regressor with perfect mory, so you must store and evaluate every action of everyone. Therefore, I must be cautious and avoid displeasing you in any turn. Isn’t that common sense?”
Yoo Jiwon stared at the full moon in the night sky, holding a clear soju glass. Her eyes looked distant.
“I find it hard to understand why anyone would be foolish enough to betray you. It’s fascinating. Why are so many people so foolish?”
“……”
I truly… don’t understand this girl…
But then again, no one understood Yoo Jiwon as deeply as I did. By the 50th turn, I was certain about one thing regarding Yoo Jiwon.
No matter how many people in the world wanted to receive the ti seal, Yoo Jiwon would never accept it.
I once thought she was born in the wrong era.
But I was wrong. This girl would thrive in any era. That remained true even in the apocalypse where civilization had collapsed. You could say she was an optimal survivor for this era.
At this point, half out of a sense of duty and half as a joke, I couldn’t help but ask Yoo Jiwon politely.
“Jiwon.”
“Yes?”
“Are you happy now?”
Just then, a chess piece fell over on the map.
Then my silver-haired deputy, my almost only Three Kingdoms enthusiast and the original mber of my regression life, my psychopath friend, would ponder for a mont before responding.
“I think I could be a little happier next ti.”
– Promotion. The End.
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