Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 370



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Jindun (2)

Whenever the white and black stones come and go, they change places and expand each other’s territory.

It was the first time he came to this world and touched a board game, but Lennok adapted easily.

A game that is a mix of Go and Othello. It is a way of consolidating the situation by eating and flipping each other between the plates with approximately hundreds of eggs.

A simple yet complex game where you can win only by not neglecting the small aspects and not missing the big picture.

‘It’s not that difficult.’

Lennok thought so and naturally moved the stone.

“Hey, are you worse at playing games than you thought?”

“… … .”

As if it was natural, everyone was defeated.

No matter how smart Lennok was and his intuition, it was impossible to win a game he was playing for the first time, even against a magician of the level of an Ascendant.

Seeing Lennok like that, Jindun clicked his tongue and overthrew the board.

“Let’s do a few more.”

“All right.”

After that, Lennok focused on playing games with Jindun in silence.

A distant, vague feeling like a dream.

Concentrate on exchanging numbers with Jindun in a trance in a vague gaze so that the sense of time cannot be felt properly.

At the last moment, he remembered what was going on outside, but Lennok ignored it.

The fact that Jindun was facing him like this was proof that the whole situation was his intention.

The leader of Pandaemonium, the end of the cradle. Awakening Jindun from sleep.

If Jindun was fully aware of this whole series of events and made a judgment, Lennok would be willing to hang out with the doctor until the end.

Even after that, the two of them focused on playing the game without saying a word.

Make a move and lose.

Make a different move and lose.

However, even in the midst of that, Lennok’s skills were rapidly growing by observing and stealing the tips of Jindun.

how much time has passed

In the midst of playing dozens of games, the moment came when the battle between the two became tense.

The moment Lennok was about to pick up the black stone, Jindun, who had been silently concentrating on placing the stone, opened his mouth.

“I feel sorry for the other two.”

“What does it mean?”

“The last three passed through the gate. Originally, I would have met them one by one.”

Jindun said that and turned his head.

“Now I don’t have much time either. So I had to make a choice.”

When Lennok followed that line of sight and turned his head, he finally realized that they were on the edge of the cradle stairs.

Up the stairs, you can see the figure of the leader who has just pulled the pipe from Jindun’s body.

Even Lennok himself, who was looking up at the scene with a shocked face behind him, and even Ermund.

As Lennok watched himself and the others carefully, he realized that time hadn’t completely stopped.

Little by little, really at a crawling pace, but everyone is moving slowly.

Jindun and Lennok were engaged in an endless battle between the infinitely divided time gaps.

“It is to divide the consciousness infinitely and fill the intervals with intention again.”

Jindun said as if he had seen through Lennok’s thoughts.

“It’s a much more efficient and safer method than directly setting the timeline of the world. There is a side effect of not being able to get out of the gap of consciousness if done wrong… … When you have to think about something, there is no better trick than this.”

Does it mean that he artificially extends his sense of time for an infinitely longer time and uses it to think about something?

The fact that he treats his own consciousness like a toy is surprising in itself, but what is even more strange is the contradiction in Jin-dun’s words.

Lennok asked, puzzled.

“Your consciousness was split, so why did I even get dragged into that realm?”

“Because this labyrinth is a world of thought created by carving my own mind. If you’ve come all the way into the cradle, can’t you say that you’re actually a part of me now?”

“… … .”

Jindun’s words that can’t be calm.

Lennok didn’t show it, but he felt goosebumps run down his spine.

It was because it was practically proof that Jindun held the right to life and death of all beings who entered this cradle.

Not only Lennok, Ermong, and Maya, but also the leader of Pandemonium, who just broke Jindun’s life support system, will not be able to escape its influence.

But even though Jindun knew all of that, he let his body die at the hands of the leader.

Lennok understood the intent, but not the reason.

“Why me?”

“Because I chose it.”

“What do you know about me?”

“nothing.”

Jindun replied.

“I can’t see anything. That’s why I chose you.”

“… … .”

“Usually at this age, even if you don’t like it, every time you meet someone you see some weird things. How he lived, what thoughts he had, and what he hoped for when he came to me.”

Jindun clicked his tongue and laughed.

“To be honest, I love seeing that blatant desire. A piece of emotion that no longer remains with me… … It makes a pretty good snack just to watch from the sidelines.”

He said, pointing at Ermong and Maya, who had stopped above and below.

“In that sense, those two have a special meaning. The most greedy friend in this labyrinth, and the most selfless friend. Originally, I would have chosen one of the two to meet, not you.”

“… … .”

Jindun’s words were very vague, but Lennok could roughly understand their meaning.

Ermong, to be precise, said that Zaun, the original owner of that body, had an exhausting greed that was incomparable to other people.

Also, he was saying that Maiya, who came here because of the pandemonium, had the least amount of greed.

Lennok, who had been silent for a while, opened his mouth again as he placed the stone.

“I met a thousand dogs.”

“A village lighthouse keeper?”

“… … .”

Continuing the game casually, Jindun answered.

While Lennok was speechless at the odd title, he laughed.

“He was definitely in denial, but he was a friend who loved humans more than anyone else among us. So she knew she would go first.”

“… … She told her the ending of her world and her secret to Ascension. I have come to see you to ask you about the story.”

Lennok and Jindun’s eyes met.

“What is Ascension? In a closed world, what do Transcendentalists wish to do to go against their destiny?”

“That is a banal question. Do we need another wrapping paper for the great cause of defying fate?”

Jindun replied calmly.

“Ask something more interesting.”

“What the hell is an alkyd?”

“… … .”

Jindun shut his mouth.

Didn’t he think that Lennok would immediately turn to the question?

But Lennok knew that the noun held as much significance as he knew the secret of ascension.

Otherwise, his name would not have appeared in the last message and warning left by Chun-Gyeon.

I just forcibly buried it on the other side of my memory. Lennok had never forgotten its name or existence.

Jindun, who was staring at Lennok, continued the game again.

“You must know that the end of the world has been decided.”

“… … .”

“When the time comes, the sky will open, the sea of ​​darkness will come down to the earth, and the end will come. The end of the open sea are monsters that have roamed the sea for thousands of years, freed from the yoke of causality, and mortals cannot handle them.”

“I know that.”

“okay?”

Jindun laughed.

“Then, did you know that this is already happening for the third time?”

“… … .”

Lennok was silent.

It was because Lennok had dared to speculate carefully, but was touching a taboo that he had never dared to speak about.

Perhaps the destruction of this world might not be the first thing to happen.

The old world that Pandaemonium and the church talk about may not simply mean the era of a very long time ago, but really mean the ‘old’ world.

That this world might be the third completed world after two destructions already.

“To obtain a position equal to that of the world, to escape destruction and to cross over to the next world. We call it the Ascension and have been constantly in awe of it.”

Jindun, who casually spilled the secret of the ascension, spoke.

“But never since the arrival of the Third World has it mattered so much that not a single ascendant has succeeded.”

“… … .”

“Perhaps the Thousand Dog already knew. That is why he accepted his end so meekly.”

Jindun slowly tilted his head.

Count on someone listening above the game board, as if they were concerned that it would leak out… … whispered very little.

Lennok Like only one person wants to hear.

“There is no fourth. This world has been completed through three cycles, and now it is running towards the end. From the beginning, for the inhabitants of this world, ascension has been an unacceptable miracle.”

* * *

Lennok and Jindun continued to play the game.

“Right. Now you’re putting it all right.”

Jindun, who smiled and stroked his chin, moved the stone.

“You learn much faster than you think. We can talk a little more about this.”

“… … .”

Lennok frowned at the information flowing into his head as he ate the stone Jindun had placed.

Every time the game tilted in Lennok’s favor, whenever Lennok’s stone ate up the board, unknown knowledge began to flow endlessly into his head.

From the basic principles of building a barrier, to the realm of materialization by containing thoughts and images in it, to the qualifications necessary to interfere with space-time and bend the laws of the world.

It is the totality of the shielding techniques that Jindun has accumulated over hundreds of years of his life.

I didn’t know at first when I started playing the game, but I realized it while exchanging numbers endlessly, learning tricks, and understanding Jindun’s thoughts.

The principles of moving stones, the rules of the game, and efforts to improve your skills.

In all of those elements, the trick and secret of the barrier art created by Jindun were melted.

Jindun had played this game hundreds and thousands of times with Lennok, teaching him in his own way.

Melting the power of complex barrier art, which is impossible to properly accept with the human mind and heart, in the form of a game.

Every time he learns the tricks and understands the advanced theory, the corresponding knowledge of the barrier art is thrust into Lennok’s head.

Looking at Lennok’s sweaty face, Jindun smiled.

“It is the process of assimilating the corresponding knowledge into memory while understanding theories and principles. Resist in moderation and accept it.”

“… … .”

“Fortunately, your talent seems to be much more outstanding than I expected, so you can connect more things than I thought. I must think that I received one more disciple in my later years.”

“Why me?”

“Hey, can you talk?”

Lennok looked up at Jindun’s mischievous smile and asked.

“You don’t know anything about me, so why… … .”

Same question as before. But the meaning was completely different from the first one.

The gift of Lennok and the bridle of penalties. There is no way Jindun would have recognized that.

The secret is a source so dense that even the Ascendant, who was specialized in seeing, could barely perceive only the other side.

If so, what did Jindun see in Lennok, and is he pouring his knowledge and experience into Lennok?

It was Lennok’s first experience of this kind, and he had no idea that the first Ascendant he encountered would suddenly take on the role of mentor.

Because Lennok himself didn’t hate this time so much.

I had no choice but to ask Jindun.

Jindun, who was silent, turned his head and looked at the scenery at the top of the stairs.

“Can you see it?”

“… … ?”

“In the meantime, he is turning his head to look at us.”

Lennok followed those words and turned his gaze to the leader of the Pandemonium, then felt goose bumps all over his body.

It was because he realized that the leader was looking this way in this distant gap where time had virtually stopped.

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