Escaping the Mystery Hotel - Chapter 660
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EP.660 Episode 660 – Room 301, The Cursed Room – ‘The Origin of Species’ (7)
Episode 660 – Room 301, The Cursed Room – ‘The Origin of the Species’ (7)
– Kim Ari
Great race of Yith – The great race of Yith.
The moment I heard the word, I had a strong intuition that I had found a very important keyword.
The problem is that no one here knows what the word means.
“Does anyone know Ari?”
“First time hearing about this.”
“It’s the same.”
“me too.”
When her colleagues kept saying they didn’t know, Ga-in made a regretful expression.
“There must be some relevant information somewhere. What kind of group is the Great Race of Is, what their purpose is, and why they take human bodies, etc., that would be the core of Room 301.”
“I guess so. Maybe the Chairman of the Ocean Group knew?”
“That makes sense. However, if Ari’s thoughts are right, then the information about the great race of Iss should be found out by the Solution Team.”
“yes.”
“Then how can we escape? What is the spark of hope that understanding the scenario speaks of?”
After a moment of silence, Jincheol muttered.
“Wouldn’t that be taking down the leaders of the great race?”
“…”
“Is it impossible? Well, the opponent is an alien species that swallowed up the Earth in an instant.”
“I don’t think that kind of approach is possible, regardless of whether it’s possible or not.”
As Jincheol tilted his head for a moment, Mukseong, who was next to him, gave an additional explanation.
“Think about the first and second floors. The key to escaping is survival and evasion, rather than fighting. Even if things are already ruined, the key is to at least save your life.”
“Hmm….”
“Isn’t the word ‘escape’ itself focused on avoidance?”
Surprisingly, Sang-hyeon took Jin-cheol’s side.
“But, Agent, the world has already been destroyed, so how can we avoid it?”
“I don’t know about avoidance, but if it’s survival….”
“If survival is your goal, is staying still an escape?”
“That, that doesn’t seem to be the case.”
“Intuitively, I think Jincheol’s opinion also makes sense.”
Despite the collapse of human civilization, a tiny minority of ‘human zoo dwellers’ have survived for decades.
That is, if survival is the key to escape, then just holding your breath and staying still should be enough to escape.
Sang-Hyeon thinks that this can’t be happening.
Finally, Mukseong waved his hand and sighed.
“Oh, this is difficult. Does everyone understand?”
A moment of silence where everyone covers their heads.
“uh?”
Cha Jin-cheol suddenly raised his head and looked at the ceiling.
“what?”
Around this time, I also started hearing strange sounds.
— Woohoo!
What kind of motor sound is that?
Oh, no way!
At that moment, the chat window started working.
Han Ga-in: Keep talking as if nothing happened. Miro summons Eun-sol.
Elena spoke loudly as instructed.
“The Great Clan’s outrages are getting worse! How can we stop them?”
The next words came naturally in silence.
“It’s a real worry. Food in the protected area is dwindling by the day!”
As meaningless voices were being exchanged, Eunsol’s summoned entity appeared next to the maze.
The point in time when Eunsol’s summoned body was contained here is before entering room 301.
So she looked puzzled for a moment, but soon instinctively summoned the flute of peace.
I don’t know what’s going on, but it looks like they’re going to start with the flute.
Then, the chat window blinked again.
Han Ga-in: Don’t play the flute before the signal. Eun-sol, behind me.
Kim Muk-seong: What are you talking about?
Elena: Yes?
Eunsol Lee: OK
Instructions not to use the flute right away when calling Eunsol.
The attitude of Eunsol, who follows Gain’s words without knowing what is going on, and some colleagues who are flustered.
Soon, the chat window was working again.
Han Ga In: All together 1
Kim Muk-seong: 1
Han Ga In: 1
Kim Sang-hyun: 1
…
Power entered 1.
“We need to take action. If necessary, we should protest to the great ones!”
“What kind of protest is that! How can that work? Will those damn ghosts even listen to us?”
“Grandpa, be careful what you say! If it weren’t for the grace of the great people, I would have starved to death long ago!”
Once again, meaningless conversations were exchanged, and the chat window blinked.
Kim Muk-seong: 2
Park Seung-yeop: 2
Lee Eun-sol: 2
Elena: 2
While 2’s were coming out one after another, there was one person who didn’t get 2’s.
“Let’s all think about this. Maybe the Count sent enough food, but there was a problem with the distribution process -”
Sang-Hyeon, who had been naturally listening to the conversation, suddenly stopped.
As if they sensed our gaze as the atmosphere changed!
“ – This is unexpected.”
Kim Sang-hyun’s strange attitude as he looked around at everyone and smiled as if he found it funny.
The first person to react to Kim Sang-hyun, whose gaze had changed, was Jin-cheol, who was next to him.
“Yay!”
The moment Cha Jin-cheol rushed in like a beast and tried to subdue Kim Sang-hyeon, this time Seung-yeop suddenly attacked Cha Jin-cheol from behind with a ‘Whoa!’ sound.
It’s a situation where even Seungyeop is being controlled before he can even breathe!
Mukseong tried to stop Seungyeop, but Seungyeop curled up and dodged.
The capital city, which had suddenly expanded like lightning, immediately made the silence retreat.
“Ugh! What is that movement -”
At that moment, I found myself laughing without realizing it.
Seungyeop, why is he so quick and strong only when he’s being used by someone?
The confrontation between Seungyeop and Jincheol started in a matter of seconds.
Jincheol takes a stance with a serious expression and the two people’s gazes passing back and forth in an instant.
It may be a childish thought, but I was curious who would win if Jincheol, who symbolizes the martial arts faction within the party, and Seungyeop, who calls himself a martial arts master, had a match.
Although Cha Jin-cheol’s physical ability is incomparable, isn’t it Seung-yeop’s skill?
If it’s Seungyeop and not Fortuna, then Jincheol might be better in terms of skills?
When his thoughts reached this point, Cha Jin-cheol’s eyes also began to distort.
Yeah, that’s right!
This situation has nothing to do with who is stronger, Cha Jin-cheol or Park Seung-yeop.
Because neither Cha Jin-cheol nor Park Seung-yeop were able to resist at all in front of the ‘Great Race’ that had taken over Kim Sang-hyun’s body since a while ago!
“…”
First it was Kim Sang-hyun, then it was Park Seung-yeop, and now it was Cha Jin-cheol.
In the time it took for them to drink a sip of water, three people lost control of their bodies to the Great Race.
Fortunately, it didn’t increase any further than that.
Is the maximum number of people that can be controlled at one time three?
Soon, Kim Sang-hyun’s voice echoed throughout the room.
“This is truly an unfathomable situation. What the hell are you? Could it be that you are some crude human chaos management organization -”
At that very moment.
Han Ga-in: Flute!
Eunsol, who had been stepping back with the firm instructions, quickly grabbed the flute.
— Roo-o…!
A mysterious melody resonated, and Park Seung-yeop and Cha Jin-cheol’s bodies began to tremble, but then their eyes returned to normal.
“Where can I get this kind of new water -”
With those words, Kim Sang-hyun also began to tremble all over his body, and soon all his colleagues regained consciousness.
“Ugh! Oh, what’s going on? This situation is -”
Before Sang-Hyeon could finish speaking, Ga-In shouted and moved like lightning.
“Keep the flute on!”
It’s hard to tell which was faster, the use of the teleportation tattoo or the use of the sacred sun!
Thanks to that, Gain moved from one end of the huge conference room to the other in the blink of an eye, and with a ‘thud!’ she broke the door and ran outside.
“Huh! Huh? What is this -”
“Let’s follow! Eunsol, keep playing the flute!”
When she hurriedly went outside, Gain was holding a man in shabby clothes by the collar.
By this point everyone understood what was happening.
Surely the man in the shabby clothes is the first host controlled by the Great Race!
After controlling that body and approaching the conference room, I took over Sang-Hyeon’s body, which was relatively nearby.
The majesty of Cain, surrounded by the sacred sun that burns pure white like a halo.
I can confidently say that an ordinary human being would not dare to look into your eyes, and after a few seconds, would be kneeling and praying without being asked.
It wasn’t an opponent.
Even though their bodies were lowly human, their souls and spirits were of a ‘great race’!
The man in shabby clothes mutters with interest.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a wonderful day like today. Let me ask you a third time. What on earth are you?”
The first thing the outstretched finger pointed to was Eunsol’s flute.
“That must be the sacred water of a great man.”
The next thing pointed to was ‘me’.
“You seem to belong to some crude human chaos management agency.”
How did you know I was an agent?
In the first place, other people besides me are probably agents in name only!
The last person to make eye contact was Gain.
“You… I don’t know. I’m asking just in case. Are you a secret duke?”
“…”
“Of course, I know that there is no way the Duke would be in a place like this….”
Instead of answering, Gain responded by summoning the magic book.
— Phagec!
A strange noise, like lightning striking a clear sky.
A brief moment of chaotic confrontation unfolded in a realm none of us could understand.
“Eugh…!”
How can one withstand the nightmarish powers of demons clashing against the bodies of ordinary humans as a battlefield?
Soon, the man in shabby clothes began spitting out bubbling saliva and bleeding without covering his eyes, nose, and mouth.
“… this.”
Gain frowned and dropped the body to the floor, then suddenly looked straight ahead.
As if you were pondering over something that couldn’t be easily decided.
About 10 seconds passed in that state.
Her colleagues tilted their heads wondering why Gain was acting like that, and Elena opened her mouth.
“Mr. Gain! Are you done?”
“… is finished.”
Soon, Cain shook his head and turned around as if he had given up on something.
“What happened? It looks like Gain won since he died.”
“I won, but it doesn’t mean much. This body is just a doll anyway.”
“The main body is -”
“The main body, the main body… I need to look into it more, but it seems like the opponent has transcended the very concept of a physical body.”
“That, that means?”
“A floating phantom, a psychic entity that transcends reality. That is the essence. It has already escaped.”
Cha Jin-cheol shouted as if he was worried.
“The entire race is ghosts? How can we kill them?”
“There is a way.”
Seungyeop asked with a smile.
“As expected from Gain hyung! How -”
“There should be no bodies nearby that can be possessed.”
“Huh? Oh, if we’re all within range of the flute -”
“The range of the flute is limited, so that’s not enough. You need to get rid of the body that can be possessed.”
“Clean up your body?”
“There is no need to destroy insects or plants. Those things cannot be possessed. Humans or advanced creatures that can think like that. Just kill them all.”
“Is that possible?”
“… Let’s all think about it together.”
I realized this as I watched Ga-in return to the conference room in silence.
A little while ago, Ga-in, who was staring straight ahead… .
I was debating whether or not to exterminate all survivors in the human sanctuary!
Why did you give up?
Pangs of conscience for excessive slaughter?
Or maybe you don’t think you can kill them all before they escape?
Either way, there’s no need to tell the other colleagues what Gain was going to do.
But I thought about it too.
“…”
Let’s think about the entity that just collided with us, which we called ‘the peacock’.
The story is that he is not particularly high-ranking within his own race.
In other words, the great race of Ys is so strong that even a being that would be equivalent to a commoner or a low-ranking noble is this strong.