Escaping the Mystery Hotel - Chapter 704
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EP.704 Episode 704 – Room 301, The Cursed Room – ‘The Origin of Species’ (38) Fin
Episode 704 – Room 301, The Cursed Room – ‘The Origin of the Species’ (38) Fin
– Kim Muk-seong
I watched Miro fiddle with the time machine that was essential to this plan amidst the falling raindrops.
Meanwhile, other colleagues gathered.
Song-i and Jin-cheol, who had been struggling to deceive Eun-sol all day, came first.
Soon, Elena and the doctor, who had been working hard to drive out the administration, also began to appear.
Senior Ari wasn’t there.
Given the circumstances, it seems that Eunsol was by his side until the end and had already lost her life.
… It’s okay. It’s okay.
Anyway, I’ll survive once I finish episode 301.
“Mukseong-ah.”
“…”
It’s not something I should say in this day and age, but it feels strange when Miro speaks informally to me like this.
Yeah, yeah, I admit some facts.
The original agent’s appearance and age do not match, and the same goes for Miro.
Agent Miro has longer experience and age than me and Ari.
To begin with, I’m a bit young for an agent, right?
…
Anyway, this is an agent maze story.
Can we assume that this applies to this little kid in front of you?
To be honest, this kid has no memories of his time as an agent, right?
If you think about your memories before you met us, all you remember is going to a school where there was a monster Santa.
If you think about it that way, it probably isn’t even 10% of the time I’ve lived!
“…”
“Hey! I told you, why are you ignoring me!”
Okay, okay. GG. I give up.
Does this ridiculous bitch have any concept of up and down?
The way I see it, he’s the type of person who would realize his past and be happy and think, ‘Ah, I can ignore the world and be comfortable with it!’
There is no answer. It doesn’t make sense.
You can’t win a war of nerves with a kid like this.
Originally, the people who are the hardest to beat in the world are not the smart ones.
Even Gain can’t beat her. Even Ari can’t beat her.
“I was thinking about it. Why?”
“When will the room be finished?”
“… Well.”
“It’s cold. And… a little sad.”
“Because Eunsol died?”
“Yeah. It seems like I did something bad. Right? Eunsol also actively supported this incident, right?”
“…”
The very fact that you are having these concerns is rather admirable. Isn’t it an unusually noble thought?
Looking at this, it seems like Miro before he got twisted might have had a deeper personality than we thought –
“Oh really! If Eunsol had just summoned him from the rooftop and made him fall, we wouldn’t have had to see his body!”
“This is such a crazy bitch!”
“Why are you only doing this to me!”
Oh! Are you sad because you deceived your colleagues?
Or do you just hate the sight of someone being brutally killed right before your eyes?
At least try to be a little nicer!
Apart from the absurdity, I was also starting to wonder.
Why doesn’t the room end?
It is true that there are quite a few remaining risk factors.
Of course, the two dukes and the Iss race remain intact.
Even the entity that can be called the king’s body still remains.
Now, he is nothing more than a powerless ghost.
If you think about it this way, you might think there is still a lot of work to be done…
If you think about it in hotel terms, it’s over.
In the first place, the hotel doesn’t ask us to ‘solve all the problems in the cursed room’.
The immediate cause of the end is the consciousness of grace, and that consciousness of grace is a phenomenon created by the King of Is.
The Iss race? Aside from being evil, they are not the cause of the apocalypse.
This is because the idea of ??going to heaven to save the children who cannot go to heaven was something that the King of Iss alone conceived and realized.
Even the high-ranking individuals of the Yis race, the dukes, were completely unaware of this fact.
If they had not been kings, they would not have come to Earth.
The race of Iss will once again leave this ‘stifling little planet’ and go into space when the time comes.
If everything went according to plan, the King of Iss who ascended to heaven would have been destroyed.
The King of Iss who remains on earth is not destroyed, but he lacks the power to try to regain his favor.
“…”
No matter how much I think about it, it has to end.
It’s been quite some time since Eunsol died, so the decision to resolve the case should have come out a long time ago!
Could it be that for some unknown reason the heavenly undertaking failed?
“Wh, Mukseong-ah! Did you fail? No?”
The other colleagues nearby also began to harden their expressions.
“It seems like things have gone wrong.”
“Wow, that doesn’t make sense! Eunsol is already dead!”
The bewildered doctor and Elena’s reactions.
“When did Sister Eunsol die?”
“How many minutes has it been?”
“Oh no! There’s no way the King of Iss is still alive! Unless time has slowed down!”
Even Jincheol, who is extremely nervous.
At that moment, I just looked up at the sky, feeling dizzy.
If Cain had failed, there was no other way.
There can’t be any other number!
Why?
— Saaaaa…!
“Oh, here it comes!”
“Whoa! It’s a peacock!”
“this!”
There are two more Dukes of Is not far away!
If even one peacock comes, we’ll all die, but there are two more healthy peacocks!
But what the hell kind of Plan B are you talking about?
The voices of peacocks come with a headache.
‘You tricked us!’
The moment I heard it, I laughed because it was so absurd.
Are we fooling you? Let’s get straight to the point!
Wasn’t it a mutually agreed-upon plan to ‘destroy Grace in order to save the race of Is and humanity’?
The Dukes said they understood in front of us, but in reality they decided to ‘maintain the favor, but narrow the scope’!
It is a truly tearful choice that allows one to protect one’s own people without going against the king’s will.
Fortunately, the Dukes’ decision to do so was only part of the plan!
Grace must not be destroyed.
We need to narrow the scope and proceed to the end while preventing the end of humanity.
So that the King of Is can go to heaven.
That way, you can kill God!
They deceived each other.
It’s just that the one with slightly more numbers won.
At that moment, Songi, who had been looking tired until just a moment ago, smiled brightly.
Songi spoke with her hands half covering her mouth.
“Oh my, what happened to the king? Oh my! What should I do? This is a big problem! What should I do?”
For a moment, it seemed as if the peacock, if he were a person, would grab the back of his neck and say this.
‘Get your hands off me, you bitch!’
When an atmosphere of imminent danger was created.
— Kookung!
I heard a noise that shook the heavens and the earth.
*
“User: Han Ga-in (Jihye)
Date: 18th day
Current Location: Tier 3, Lobby
Wise Man’s Advice: 0”
– Han Ga-in
3 seconds that stretch on endlessly.
3 seconds that seem like they will never end.
I didn’t know 3 seconds could be that long.
…
A moment of eternity.
It’s a combination of two words that can’t exist together, but it’s now a clear reality.
Fortunately or unfortunately, I wasn’t surprised because it was a phenomenon I already knew about.
I already felt something strange when Eunsol’s older sister’s head slowly exploded, and because the moon had already shown its power to distort time in reality.
In the realm of the great, even death was not the end, and time was like a rubber band that could be stretched and contracted at any time.
…
A thought that occurred to me in one long second.
I see waves of innumerable power.
The King of Is was attempting to perform an extremely complex miracle, and while the process was incomprehensible, the outcome was guessed.
The resurrection of the lion.
I did everything in my power to disrupt that miracle.
…
Thoughts that occurred to me in the next two seconds.
I realized one negative piece of information and one positive piece of information.
What is negative information?
The idea that I could stand against the King of Iss for three seconds was almost an illusion.
The reason I was able to compete for 3 seconds in the previous round was, unfortunately, more because the king was lenient than because I was great.
Wasn’t this what the king was thinking at the time?
‘Even though he is a contestant, how can a mortal show such talent? His talent is truly admirable.’
Fortunately, there is also some positive information.
The current situation is different from when I was fighting the king 1-1 and had to block for 3 seconds.
The king is trying to perform a profound miracle of reviving the lion, and I am the one who is trying to hinder that miracle.
As is always the case with the world, it is much easier to tear down a tower than to build one.
Even people who don’t understand semiconductors can break a computer by pouring cola on it.
Even someone who has no idea how a car works can ruin it by crashing it into a wall.
I do not understand at all the principles of the great magic of the resurrection of the lion.
However, I was able to figure out that if I just haphazardly poured my power into a complex magic formula, the magic would be ruined.
…
A thought that occurred to me in those long 3 seconds.
The board created by the King of Iss in Room 301 was truly amazing.
Create a special human who can contain the power of a prisoner.
Adjust the human’s fate to become a hotel participant.
Finally, the malicious program planted in the bowl is activated to rob the contestant of his/her qualification.
I’ve never seen a design like this in any of the other rooms on the first and second floors.
If we really compare it to the week of No. 104, it’s not that bad.
Understanding the king’s plan also revealed one important fact.
No matter how great one may be, if one does not have the ‘qualification to participate’, one cannot survive in heaven.
Since I couldn’t hold out any longer, I started this fuss to get qualified.
Ironically, if it weren’t for the king, we might have been less aware of this fact.
I think this is information that is not easy for participants to find out on their own.
Last question.
How long can a convict who loses his/her qualification as a participant last in heaven?
There is only one answer we could get to this.
I don’t know.
Of course we didn’t know, and when we asked for advice, it seemed like the owls didn’t know either.
Even the prisoner himself may not know.
In a sense, the phenomenon we are experiencing now is an unknown area that no one can know.
…
The last 4 seconds.
I was able to hold out for a second longer than expected.
I just found out one negative piece of information and one positive piece of information, and it seems that the positive piece of information had a greater impact than the negative piece of information.
At that moment, I felt an enormous weight weighing on my entire body.
Up? Down? Next to?
No! All directions.
An enormous weight pressed down on me from all sides at once.
It was as if the weight of the stars would turn me into a mouse trap.
I barely realized it in the midst of excruciating pain.
This is not how I feel!
It was a feeling of heaviness felt by the King of Iss, but because part of his consciousness was connected due to the collision, I momentarily mistakenly thought I was experiencing it myself.
What I felt was only a small part of the pressure the king felt.
To put it metaphorically, it was just a drop of water from the Pacific Ocean splashing down on me.
I felt the weight of a star even though I was just hit by a single drop of water that splashed nearby.
So, how much weight does the King of Is feel?
This was the end of a time that seemed like eternity.
— Kwajik!
The king’s power, his ego, his soul – all shrivel up in an instant.
The sight of the king’s presence, which was like a living supernova, crumbling away without a trace in an instant!
The divine becomes a poor star, the poor star becomes a tiny planet, and the tiny planet becomes a piece of rock floating in space.
What remains in the end is cosmic dust that is too embarrassing to even call a piece of stone.
If a creature walking on the ground were to fall into the endless abyss, if its gigantic body like a whale were to crumble like a crushed Coke can, it would be like this!
At the final moment, there was not even a scream.
All that remained were traces of the great being who had been crushed by the weight of the heavens and turned to dust.
A cool breeze, a pale hallway.
When I raised my head, the displays on the hotel walls illuminated my surroundings.
Sister Eunsol lies on the floor, her head exploded and her body broken.
In front of him, a young man with a blank expression on his face.
It was only at this moment that I realized.
The great one is dead.
God died because of the trick of a small creature.
“… ah.”
“You solved it.
The moment has finally come!
It is truly a great feat to have knocked down a giant with hands as small as a fernbrake.
It was more of a trick than a proper strategy, but it seems like the weak need a strategy to defeat the strong.
It’s a very emotional moment.
Could it be said that it feels like a plant that has been carefully grown in a greenhouse is finally blooming?
Designed from the moment of birth.
An inescapable conspiracy, an indescribably gigantic slab.
The stubbornness of a person who seemed like it would never be broken has collapsed.
This means the end of a cursed cycle that is heading towards its end.
Maybe you came to the hotel for this very moment.
I know what you’re thinking.
I’m sure you’re expecting some sort of reward?
congratulations!
You saved a world from destruction.
Rewarding achievements, a happy family, and great fame – the adventures you’ve been on are about to be rewarded!
“…?”
When I read the last sentence, the question that filled my head was:
So… what’s the compensation?
The adventure you’ve been on is about to be rewarded?
“…”
Then wouldn’t it be okay to detonate a nuclear missile in a hotel?