Regressor Instruction Manual

Chapter 610: Holy Sword Coin (1)

The core of the Garden of Terror version turned out to be a plant-type.

It was designed to manipulate huge flowers and stems. It could also attack using dust and had the attribute of having a huge magic power capacity due to the World Tree’s influence.

It was only natural that I worked hard on its exterior as well as its interior.

The core and most of the body were mixed with the same catalyst, and the liquefied catalyst was once again purified to create a nice outer skin.

Due to that, I couldn’t transplant Salit’s skin and leather. Hence, I couldn’t even apply the hard skin attribute, but I didn’t care much because it was developed to be a rearguard anyway.

I designed the body several times more delicately than building a nucleus and began grafting the Garden of Terror catalyst and the Dryad’s catalyst, which was common in the West.

After a little more time had passed, even Jung Hayan joined us. In fact, she was doing something more important, but as I was the one spearheading the project, I couldn’t help but become a little greedy and invest a bit more in it.

If Jung Hayan hadn’t finished her daily quota, I probably wouldn’t have thought of that.

Her role was to imbue a magic circle on the core and internal organs. This was necessary for utilizing the core with strong magical power efficiently.

In that kind of area, Jung Hayan was tens of times more competent than I was.

Even my hands were shaking at the work that required a lot of detail, but Jung Hayan had been doing her job silently.

The Chimera Coin was hitting a higher price limit than I had expected, so I decided that it would be okay to invest a little more time in it. The continued absurd failure of holy warrior candidates was also one of the factors worth focusing on.

In the meantime, Benignore was occasionally updating me on her use of divinity and what was going on above.

I wanted it to be happy news, but of course, it wasn’t.

‘Fuck… I mean, why did so much of it was spent on other dimensions? That’s nuts… Wasn’t she supposed to save her divinity a little more?’

The exact details of divinity use had been disclosed.

However, even that hadn’t been all sorted out, so only a part of it had been sent to me.

From the time of recovery from bankruptcy, the amount of expenditure she had made was enough to make my jaw drop.

[A Common-grade forced quest has been activated.]

[T-There were many places that needed help… I’m sorry, believer Lee Kiyoung… (0/1)]

‘Wow… fuck. Really… You are a fucking underprivileged neighbor, so why do you help those in need? So how much interest did you get? When can I recover all this?’

[I didn’t lend it… I donated it. How could I say no to them when they came in person and asked me for a little help, saying they were going through hard times? I had a lot of divinity when my juniors approached me like that, and I had to save face… They also said that they would pay me back when things get better. And they are juniors I can trust. I can believe them. Surely everyone will pay me back. Yes… they will definitely come back to return the favor. Definitely… (0/1)]

‘Fuck…’

[You won’t abandon me, right? Right? The atmosphere above is… worsening. Yesterday, inspectors came to investigate me… I don’t know when they’ll drag me back there… (0/1)]

[A Heroic-grade forced quest has been activated.]

[Do not throw away Benignore. Please… (0/1)]

[Reward: Goddess’s Love]

I thought she was the worst pushover ever.

No one would be able to present a disagreement about the fact that it was the promised flow of plunge.

Most of the other problem areas were also issues that I had no choice over.

I started wondering whether I had to prepare for the trial seriously. That would mean I’d be doing that while risking my life just to make angels. This was because I believed and knew better than anyone else that it was the only thing I could count on.

‘You have to think that this one doesn’t exist. Let’s not think about getting help, Kiyoung. Fuck, if you don’t believe, you won’t be betrayed.’

The Garden of Terror version was the result of not sleeping properly and devoting myself to work.

Of course, just because it was completed didn’t mean I could finally rest.

I first started with the named entity Unit 2 after finishing Unit 1.

This was the Crack Museum version. I thought it wouldn’t be easy, and there would be many difficulties, but the progress was faster than expected, and so I felt satisfied by it.

Since the dungeon itself was of high quality, it could be said that the reason for the acceleration was that there were no extra processes involved.

Unnecessary parts of the massive core holding the Crack Museum were removed and catalyzed, and the body was constructed using the materials that comprised the museum.

In that process, my son Max helped me, and his presence allowed me to reap greater results.

However, it didn’t mean that there was no problem with this at all.

Unlike the World Tree leaf, the Crack Museum’s core was limited, and the power that was currently maintaining the Crack Museum couldn’t be reduced anymore.

I started working with the idea that once I failed, that would be the end, so I had to concentrate a lot more than I did on unit 1.

‘This is the only thing I can believe in.’

The version: Crack Museum, which was completely dark, had now begun to take form little by little.

Unlike the Garden of Terror version, which was in charge of the rear, the Crack Museum version was an all-rounder angel.

It was more accurate to say that everything was random.

‘It wasn’t the intended situation from the beginning, but…’

When I took a part of the Crack Museum’s core, that kind of gimmick was achieved. If I inputted the combat program, the dungeon core worked in the same way the Crack Museum did when an adventurer came in.

-It looks like the spinning wheel is working, F… Father.

“What are you so shy about? Now is the time to get used to it. Just call me dad…”

-Ye-yep. As you said, we have changed the system to one that can summon one legendary item in one battle, excluding monsters. It would be great to change our museum’s golems in this way as well… As expected, you are amazing. You even thought of this idea. This living golem is good enough to be called a small or mobile Crack Museum.

“It’s all thanks to my son. If I had been alone, I wouldn’t have been able to make something like this. Metel would be so proud of you.”

-Yes.

I didn’t expect it to have such an effect, but he worked even harder as if it motivated him when I spoke of Metel, who could be said to be his mother.

The flow had to proceed smoothly in the first place.

Max was important, but wasn’t I a fourth-level manager of the museum?

Therefore, it was easy to change some of the dungeon core’s system.

This was only a chimera-based product. Hence, I got into only a few troubles in writing the program, but it was still being made wonderfully.

-Would it be better to input the battle program as well?

“Of course. It has to be capable of handling a lot of weapons. I’d prefer it if you input as many as you can. In addition to that, Its basic functions need to be improved as well… Let’s do it together.”

-Okay.

There was some difficulty compressing the large dungeon core to turn it into an extremely compact one, but since two dungeon managers did it, it didn’t take long to configure the core’s system.

Four remaining creatures.

In fact, neither of those named entities was complete.

There were still parts to be worked on in detail from head to toe, and the prototype had to be finalized properly.

Of course, things were better in the case of the Garden of Terror, but it was undeniable that the time we had was still too short. One of the remaining creatures was the Tutorial Dungeon version. The other was the Cursed Shrine.

Those two had a clear concept.

In fact, if I didn’t have time, I was thinking of making only four units…

‘No. I shouldn’t be so soft. I have to push through it no matter what. Since I don’t know how things will work, so I at least have to make them until the Holy Sword Coin soars.’

Seeing how things were going, I had to pull out two more creatures unconditionally apart from the Tutorial Dungeon and the Cursed Shrine versions.

It was the version: Limur’s Nest that I was thinking of as a candidate.

I had another one in my mind as well.

I approached the tutorial dungeon version in a way that used a little more monkfish and Salit and designed the Cursed Shrine with a little more attributes.

Except for a brief break, all I did was work.

“Are you tired, son?”

-No. I’m okay… It’s okay, father.

“Stop. Take a little– no, it’s better to take a long break. It’s been a while since we took one. Shall we watch the Goddess’s Mirror? I have to check it today.”

I was still working even during my break.

Since the coins that had survived by faith were falling one by one, I honestly couldn’t enjoy that broadcast with ease.

Max, Jung Hayan, and Han Sora seemed to be enjoying it, but how could I look at it without thinking about its failure?

Looking at his face, which was full of joy at the sound of a short break, it seemed he wanted to rest too.

-Who is the main candidate today?

“Gareth, who was active as a child soldier in the North. He is still only 17 years old…”

He was also good at heart. He was pretty cute, and above all, he had a warm heart for Benignore.

His swordsmanship skills were also high-leveled, and our Hyunsung left such a comment about him.

‘If he had learned the way of the sword correctly, he would have become scarier than he is now.’

He even expressed his desire to raise him.

Even Kim Ye-ri, who had great talent, had also given him a standing ovation…

Looking at him with the Mind’s Eyes, I realized that his physical talent was close to the top.

However, I wasn’t that excited. I didn’t hold any expectations since I didn’t want to be disappointed.

The sheer number of people who had vomited and were eliminated could’ve made anyone as insensitive as I was.

“He’s going to fail, anyway…”

-…

“Well, since the show itself is fun, let’s keep watching.”

-Today, the atmosphere is more tense than usual for some reason.

The public was also nervous… Most of all, they had a lot of expectations for Gareth.

He was also ranked third in Lee Kiyoung’s personal pick.

Before long, his face came into view with the editing of the format that contained his past performance.

He was a true believer who never gave up his faith while being swept away by the storms of the world. The friendship and love that he had built up during his life as a child soldier were tear-jerking stories.

‘Fuck… this show is really amazing.’

Even though I wasn’t interested, he appeared with magnificent music, causing my heart to pound.

‘Won’t this one succeed?’

The vain excitement dwelled in my body for a while.

Max focused on the screen with his legs trembling.

When I put my hand on his little shoulder, I could immediately tell how excited the guy was.

It was contagious, even, and soon after work, even Jung Hayan and Han Sora, who protruded into the living room, joined and watched with us.

I noticed that Han Sora had higher expectations for the candidate as if she was a fan.

That was when he said a short prayer to Benignore and slowly moved his arm.

Baaaaang!

Along with the sound, the guy holding the sword was shoved away by its repulsive force.

As if it wasn’t enough, the whole area became dismayed by the shock from the holy sword.

‘What? What the… what is this? Wasn’t the Holy Sword Coin supposed to be soaring? Wasn’t it…’

I couldn’t figure out what the hell was going on. However, one thing was certain…

‘Hey… why are you so mad?’

The Holy Sword, standing loftily, was trembling and exhibiting rage.

It might’ve just been my imagination, but I felt like it was looking at me for some reason.