Inspection Again - Chapter 768



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Episode 768: Fragments of the Continent

“Soso, tell me. What on earth is going on?”

Baek San-ak’s voice trembled with excitement.

He had just been reporting on the outsider boy at the village council hall.

The elders of the village each gave their opinions on how to deploy Imbukjin.

There were differing opinions as to whether to keep them in the village or send them out.

Baek San-ak tried to help the northward advance several times, but no conclusion was reached.

While the elders were each asserting their own opinions, news was delivered from the ‘farmland’.

People were shocked and did not believe it.

However, when they saw the fruit trees full of life before their eyes, the chief and the elders’ minds went blank and they were no longer able to make a decision.

“Grandfather, Chief Elder……”

Baek So-so quickly described everything that had happened so far.

A few other villagers also added their words from one side.

The chieftains and elders, who had learned all the circumstances, looked at Bukjin with mysterious eyes.

“You…what on earth did you do?”

Baek San-ak was so excited that he crossed forward and almost grabbed Buk Jin’s hand.

Bukjin smiled brightly.

Everything was going as expected.

Although Baek San-ak could not understand what he was saying, the wise Im Buk-jin knew what he was asking.

He held a branch and wrote on the ground, explaining again.

The eyes of the chief and the elders turned to the writing on the floor.

After checking everything, they suddenly became excited and started shaking.

‘This is the real reason the orchard died. The mystery has finally been solved.

Moreover, the writing of this foreign boy also contains the meaning that not only this fruit tree but also other withered fruit trees can be cured.’

[Hey, can you help me get some other fruit trees?]

The chief of Baekwol tribe humbly bowed to Bukjin, then picked up a tree branch and wrote on the ground.

The chief was a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old.

He had a sturdy build, a neat appearance, and distinct facial features.

Bukjin felt that there was a familiar aura coming from him.

Bukjin nodded without hesitation and answered.

After asking people to bring buckets of water, he put a drop of ‘Choi Sook Shin Yak’ into the bucket, diluted it, and started to sprinkle a bucketful on each of the ‘dead’ fruit trees.

Even though it was diluted, the power of ‘Choi Sook Shin Yak’ was still amazing.

In just one week, the northern advance saved the lives of about forty fruit trees in the surrounding ‘farmland’.

When they saw the lush, green fruit forest before their eyes, everyone in Baekwol Village was excited and moved.

They were in a state of extreme joy and began to cheer.

The old people laughed while shedding tears.

The children had fun running around among the trees.

The elders who had been carefully examining each and every fruit tree were so overcome with joy at the end that they could not hold back their tears.

All the orchards really came back to life.

Not only did he come back to life, he also grew taller and his fruit became sweeter.

Moreover, it contained the power of dizziness that I had never even hoped for before.

“The heavens are helping our Baekwol village.”

“Brother Joo, you are our benefactor.”

“Baekwol Village will never forget the kindness of our elder brother.”

“Your Majesty will be our most honored guest.”

Everyone, adults and children alike, gathered around Bukjin and spoke loudly.

Although he couldn’t understand them, Bukjin could tell their intentions from their excited expressions.

They were expressing their gratitude to Bukjin.

Having mastered the ‘core technology’ of saving orchards, Bukjin has undoubtedly become a special guest of Baekwol Village.

His lodgings also changed from a shabby little yard to a relatively neat mansion near the village’s power center.

Specially trained ‘signalers’ were also assigned there.

After the Bukjin were settled, the excited village chief Baek Hae-jo and the village elders gathered in the assembly hall and began to hold a meeting again.

There was continued concern about what the presence of Bukjin meant in Baekwol Village and how they would get along with Bukjin in the future.

It was even more important because it was a matter related to the survival of Baekwol Village.

The advance was not hurried.

Now he was very relaxed.

He completely revised his previously made plans.

Bukjin realized that his previous sign language exchanges had been a mistake and he decided to change his plans.

The wise elder Baek San-ak did not understand, but pretended to know, and translated it very strangely.

In that case, wouldn’t it be better to change the way we deceive Baekwol Village?

Bukjin sat in the yard, taking a big bite of a sweet snack and rolling his head.

“Who is that… Who was it… Listen.”

Bukjin, who was chewing on a piece of fruit, raised his head and spoke proudly.

“You must first go to His Majesty and tell him the following. For the sake of the Empire’s judgment, I, Imbukjin, will sacrifice myself to deal with the Baekwol Tribe. So, tell him to prepare a lot of gold and silver in advance… Because the sacrifice is great, additional money must be provided.”

“Yes, your highness.”

A low, muffled voice rang out.

Suddenly, a blurry black shadow separated and split from the shadows behind Bukjin.

The dark shadow transformed into a thin, black line, then quickly slithered out of the castle like a black snake running away from something startled, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

“It seems like the public has secrets.”

Bukjin muttered to himself while chewing on the crunchy snack.

Soon the sound of footsteps was heard.

Baek So-so, a beautiful girl with bronze skin, came to see Bukjin.

She looked at Bukjin like a curious black swan.

‘You came at a good time.’

Bukjin motioned for her to come and sit down and talk.

The girls in the village were very friendly and straightforward.

Baek So-so did not hesitate and sat down on the stone chair opposite Buk Jin with her round buttocks.

Her slender waist that seemed like it could be held in one hand and her straight calves elegantly overlapped each other, perfectly revealing that she was the flower of Baekwol Village.

The bronze-skinned beauty tilted her head slightly and looked at Bukjin.

The large, black eyes twinkled like bright stars in the night sky.

Looking into those eyes filled with worship, Bukjin realized that he had gained another follower.

It was an intuition as the ‘Sea King’ who even put Shinmyeong in the fishing grounds.

‘I think things will get better.’

[There’s a really fun game called ‘Questions and Answers’… … . Want to try it?]

Bukjin smiled sweetly and innocently, then began to settle down, holding a branch in his hand.

Baek So-so nodded repeatedly as she looked at the writing on the floor.

An hour later.

As planned, the North Jin was able to obtain a lot of new information about this small world.

The Baekwol Village called this small world Baekwol-gye (白月界).

This is the name they gave it, in fact the Baekwol tribe was not the original inhabitants of this world.

They too were outsiders at first.

As with many worlds ruled by the ‘External Heavenly Horse’, the realm had already begun to crumble, and the number of small worlds suitable for survival was gradually decreasing.

Moreover, the small worlds that barely survived continued to crumble and collapse.

Most of the people of the Lord of Heo Gye’s clan had no choice but to wander in the endless void.

They too were wandering around without a destination for such a long time.

Then, the ancestors of Baekwol Village discovered this small world by chance and were delighted to have the villagers migrate here.

They thought they had found hope for the survival of their village, but later realized that this small world was a barren place heading towards extinction.

But anyway, it was fortunate that I finally had a place to stand.

Living here, even if it was harsh, was a much better choice than always drifting through the dark and lonely night sky.

Besides the Baekwol Tribe, two other forces also came to this small world, but since they were not believers in the lord of the false world, their relationship with the Baekwol Tribe was not friendly.

Because of this, there was a bloody conflict in this small world.

[One of those two factions called themselves the Wind-Burning Dragon Tribe, but in fact they were Earth Dragons and Squirrels with lightning-attribute powers. The other was the Green Demon Tribe, a group of sinister dwarves with green skin… … .

However, the Baekwolgye environment is too harsh, and there are too many threatening demons appearing in the wilderness, so they have to be careful, so direct wars between the three forces do not occur very often. Baekwolgye is relatively stable now.

In fact, we are in a very awkward position. We have no time to worry about each other because one mistake could potentially lead to us being wiped out by the demons in the wilderness.]

Baek So-so held a small branch in her hand and wrote on the floor.

The copper-skinned beauty knew all the answers to Bukjin’s questions.

His large, black eyes, sparkling with life, were full of admiration for the North.

[I see. I have another question. The castle where Baekwol Village lives now doesn’t seem to be the one you built, is that correct?]

Bukjin thought for a moment and then asked carefully.

Baek So-so immediately wrote on the floor in response to that question.

[This castle is a relic from the mythical era.]

[Can you elaborate?]

Bukjin continued to write on the stick and asked.

Baek So-so wrote on the floor.

[The White Moon is just a tiny, tiny piece of the broken continent.

There are four castles in this world. They are all ancient ruins preserved since the mythical era. One of them is in an ambiguous location and is always empty, while the other three are occupied by three major powers.

Only after we repaired and built more of this castle did it become a fortress that could hold out the monsters of the wilderness.

If this castle hadn’t existed, we would have already been wiped out by demons.]

Bukjin nodded inwardly.

It was just as I had guessed.

‘But what do ‘Fragments of the Continent’ and ‘Mythical Age’ mean?’

Bukjin’s curiosity was suddenly piqued again.

The ‘Questions and Answers’ game continued, and Bukjin was soon able to find out the answers to his questions.