Escaping the Mystery Hotel - Chapter 441
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EP.441 Episode 441 – Room 206, The Cursed Room – ‘The Demon King Resurrects After 100 Days’ Re (6)
Episode 441 – Room 206, The Cursed Room – ‘The Demon King Resurrects After 100 Days’ Re (6)
[User: Han Ga-in (Jihye)
Date: Day 394
Current Location: Room 206, The Cursed Room – ‘The Demon King Resurrects After 100 Days’
Wise Man’s Advice: 3]
– Han Ga-in
‘Thank you for giving us our daily bread.’
“…”
I woke up early in the morning on a soft, white bed.
It’s a luxury that a fourth-class citizen can never enjoy, but it’s nothing special to me right now.
Because I am God!
“…”
Crazy things start coming out of nowhere in the morning.
He is not a god, but he is acting as a prophet of God.
My official status is still a 4th class citizen, but the Demon King’s cult, or rather the ‘Han Ga In cult’, contains many 3rd and 2nd class citizens.
Thanks to that, I quit my mining job a few days ago and even found a decent house.
Of course, the loyalty of believers is never free.
‘Patrick, let this kid get struck by lightning and die on the street!’
“… The content of the prayer is harsh.”
I have become half a god in many ways.
*
As I came out of the house, a luxury car was waiting for me.
When I opened the door, I saw familiar faces.
“Good morning, Elena, teacher.”
“good morning!”
After a brief greeting, the teacher in the driver’s seat started the engine and said.
“Yesterday, an official order was given to the agents. They were told not to monitor the sect any longer. The excuse was religious freedom.”
Article 20, Paragraph 1 of the Constitution of the Republic of Korea: All citizens shall enjoy freedom of religion.
Since 206 is a twisted future for Earth, it is only natural that there would be concepts like religious freedom.
‘Please, professor, I have the flu so I have to cancel class! I have the flu so I have to cancel class!’
“… Professor, the flu? Is this a prayer or a curse?”
“Mr. Cain?”
“no.”
There is only a concept.
If anyone seriously talks about things like human rights, the informers will just drag them away and force them into their indomitable rage.
Therefore, the persecution of the ‘Han Ga-in Church’ stopped not because of human rights, but because Song-i, who held the real power in the city, gave the order.
Thanks to this, the church can now hold public meetings.
“It’s good that it’s easy to call the religious power, but weren’t there people who opposed it?”
“There are many. There is an uproar because a crazy woman is sitting on the throne and it is a sign that the city is going to fall apart.”
“… okay.”
“It’s even stranger that people suddenly become loyal to Songi Yang when she hasn’t been preparing for the succession for a long time.”
Elena was taken aback by those words.
“Then what? What if Songi rebels?”
The teacher chuckled at that.
“What does it matter?”
“yes?”
“Elena, we won’t be ruling this city for 10 or 20 years. Has it been 14 days already?”
The title of the room is ‘The Demon King Resurrects After 100 Days’.
This means that a decision will be made within three months at the most.
So it doesn’t matter whether the city is a mess or not.
Rebellion? Side effects? Not a big deal unless it happens within the next month or two.
This is the way of the regressor.
“Mr. Gain, do you remember what I said a few days ago? That there might be a management office or similar organization in Room 206?”
This is the conclusion reached by the ‘City Domination Team’ including Eun-sol and Song-i.
“Well… even if it exists, I don’t think it’s normal right now.”
If things were normal, the Demon King should have appeared in some way when he first tried to descend.
“That’s true. Perhaps the organization itself has collapsed, with only a few survivors remaining as individuals.”
“A few keywords come to mind: Pero, Miro, Sijo, etc.”
“According to the setting, Miro was a high-ranking member of a secret organization?”
“In a similar way, the founder may have been a low-level employee of that organization.”
Looking at it this way, it explains why Miro, although a sealed entity, has a subtle lack of presence, and why the founder does not know about Miro.
Of course, in reality it could be completely different.
“Have you confirmed your understanding of the scenario?”
“yes.”
The fact that we have eaten the Demon King’s cult means that we have also secured a route out of the city.
Thanks to this, I was able to write a blessing, and of course, I check the scenario periodically.
However, the scenario has stopped being updated for the past few days.
So you can memorize the content and recall it.
“Scenario: The Room of Curses – ‘The Demon King Resurrects After 100 Days’
The power of the mayor who rules the city has effectively fallen into the hands of the participant Song.
The souls of the lower classes that support the city are on the verge of being toyed with by contestant Han Ga-in.
Finally, the hotel party begins to take over both the upper and lower levels of paradise!
But even though the secrets of the market and the church have been obtained, the secrets of Room 206 are still unknown.
Eventually, the hotel party attempts to make contact with the poet… .」
“The scenario update has stopped. Meet with Sijo. Did you tell Songi?”
“Of course. Miss Songi must be writing by now.”
“Hmm.”
“Why are you doing that?”
“Because the expression is subtly unpleasant.”
“expression?”
“no.”
No, didn’t Songi simply say, ‘The power of the market has come into our hands’?
Why do you say that I, who founded the church, am ‘on the verge of toying with the souls of the lower classes’?
Only the expressions directed at me are subtly malicious.
I was already feeling a little uncomfortable, and then I heard a prayer that seemed to add fuel to the fire.
‘Lord, Lord. I am O’Brien. Oh, I intend to tell Miss Elena my heart today. Please let my confession be successful -‘
“Eww! Hey, Elena!”
“Mr. Gain? What’s wrong?”
Surely they aren’t two people with the same name?
“Elena, do you know anyone named O’Brien?”
“Yes? He’s one of the PDs at the broadcasting station. How did Ga-in-ssi-”
“Do you have any schedules for the broadcasting station today?”
“I do have a brief entertainment appearance in the evening.”
“Cancel that. Say you have the flu.”
“yes?”
“There could be a bomb going off at the broadcasting station tonight. I just saw the future.”
“Bomb?! Suddenly?”
I decided to kick the insolent O’Brien out of the classroom.
“Cain, we have arrived. Oh, from now on, shall we call you ‘Lord’?”
The teacher was laughing as if he found this whole situation funny.
*
“Therefore the Lord says, ‘You are the most faithful sheep; endless glory and blessing await you!’”
—Wow!
The church’s meetings were no longer held in dark, murky basements.
It took place in broad daylight, in a huge rented sports field under the lights illuminating the city.
Of course, there were informers hiding here and there, showing signs of discomfort, but that was all.
What can the informers do when the market has ordered them not to touch it?
“Yeah~ If you feel wronged, you become the mayor!”
“Mr. Gain. Didn’t you just say what was on your mind?”
“Ah! The tension has eased a little now that the sermon is over.”
“… At times like this, I seem like an ordinary person.”
“yes?”
“No. Take it.”
The teacher smiled faintly and opened the door like a chauffeur escorting a cult leader.
“Aren’t you acting too blatantly? Is that the market’s direct inspection unit? Doesn’t the organization suspect you?”
“They think I’m going undercover as a driver and spying on Ga-in.”
“under!”
Songi ordered them to stop monitoring the church, but the Inspectorate ignored the order and sent surveillance agents, thinking the young mayor was crazy.
But since that agent is a teacher, it’s basically like leaving the fish shop to a cat.
It was a funny situation in many ways, so I laughed.
‘Lord, today’s meeting was truly moving. I shed tears when I saw the church finally walking on the path to glory.’
“This, this, the response from the believers is really good.”
“… You said you could hear the prayers?”
“yes.”
“How do you feel exactly? As a long-time colleague, I would like to hear from you frankly.”
I was a little taken aback when the teacher suddenly became serious.
In the first place, I had no intention of hiding information related to my heritage.
“Oh, of course. So -”
‘Oh, my God. That prophet guy seems like a real person. Is that true? If I were to give a speech, I’d do a much better job than that guy!’
“Then you do it, you punk!”
“Gen. Cain?”
“… no.”
After the Holy Sun began to gather faith and prayers, I always heard the voices of the believers.
For convenience, we use expressions like ‘voice’, but in reality, you can hear it even if you cover your ears.
Most of them were just plain words like, “Thank you for today,” but some of them contained fervent wishes.
Of course, that wish is not necessarily a desirable wish.
While explaining, the teacher asked cautiously.
“What do you think when you hear that wish?”
“yes?”
“…”
“…”
“I kept observing Ga-in during the meeting. As I watched, I could gradually tell which parts were acting and which parts were sincere.”
“That could be possible.”
“While communicating with the believers from time to time, he would recite stories from the past that the believers had never mentioned before. Is this also the power of the sacred sun?”
“Similar.”
“It seemed very mysterious. Even if you knew that it was the power of inheritance, it was still amazing, so everyone would regard Cain as the Messiah without a doubt.”
“… Some people suspect that kid is a scammer.”
The teacher looked slightly embarrassed at those words.
Of course, there are many different types of people in the world, so there is no need to get too caught up in the exceptions of one or two people.
“Ahem, well, there are people like that. Anyway, it was good up to that point, but there were some embarrassing parts here and there.”
“An embarrassing point?”
“Let me ask you again. What do you think when you hear the wishes of the believers?”
“…”
There was a believer who was happy and said that his success was thanks to God’s help, even though he had done nothing special for himself.
I also sincerely congratulate the man on his success.
There was a woman who cried sadly because her son had an incurable disease but she couldn’t afford the treatment.
I too held the woman’s hand and felt heartbroken, and promised to help her by collecting donations from wealthy believers.
“If my eyes are not deceiving, Mr. Cain, who was reading the minds of the believers, looked very ‘sincere.’”
“…”
“If you weren’t Ga-in, but Eun-sol or Jin-cheol, I would have thought so. They naturally have that kind of sensitivity. But Ga-in… .”
“…”
“Originally, ma’am. Before your son dies from his illness, the cursed room will disappear and he will die, so stop talking nonsense!” would be the reaction.
“아, 아니! 그건 그냥 개새끼잖아요! 내가 그 정도 쌍놈은 아닌 것 같은데?”
“I was just giving an example. What I’m saying is that I’m not the type of person to get really immersed in the stories of NPCs.”
I understood the words themselves.
The analogy of white paint and black paint that the owl had told in the past came to mind.
The Divine Sun leads me in a ‘different’ direction from the Grimoire.
“Please think about it.”
‘Patrick, can you please kill this human?’
“… But teacher.”
“I’m listening.”
“Who is Patrick? That… . When I listen to the prayers of someone like that, sometimes I can sense the identity of the person praying.”
“Is that so?”
“Elena has been praying for Patrick to die since morning.”
“…”
*
– Yoo Song-i
A garden filled with green trees, a rare sight in paradise.
From the sweet classical music heard from afar to the fresh sirloin steak served on a luxurious table.
It is a luxury that the fourth-class citizens who are still rolling around in the mines cannot even imagine.
At this moment, I swallowed my saliva, feeling extremely nervous.
Gulp!
There were no other two.
“The steak is really delicious. Would you like some more?”
“… no.”
A cute-faced girl with short brown hair.
Despite her appearance, she is the oldest person in Paradise.
Some people call this girl ‘Shijo’ or ‘Yongsa’.
At the end of the meal, she looked at me and Leon with interest.
“Yes, Leon. You’re going to hand over the market to this kid?”
“Yes.”
“Isn’t it a little early? This kid looks a little young.”
“Didn’t I tell you the reason before?”
“Because you have a limited lifespan? Is this girl the only one who inherited Kadyrov’s power?”
“You know a lot.”
As always, Leon didn’t give me any excuses for being too good for my age, but just gave me the reasons I needed to know.
“Hmm… .”
The poet looked at the market with eyes that could not be read, and then looked at me.
“Why is that? This is not the first time that the Kadyrov family has succeeded.”
“Yes. But Leon, there’s one thing I’m curious about.”
“Please speak.”
“Did you really make this decision out of pure will?”