Overgeared

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The warning window, which had been updating quickly, fell silent like it was a lie. Grid couldn’t accurately grasp the contents. It was because his vision was paralyzed due to exposure to strong light.

‘I’m not that curious.’

The relationship between Morpheus and Rebecca became clear. It was obvious from the content of the warning window. There must've been a lot of scary content to frighten Grid and prevent contact with Rebecca.

‘But the fact that Morpheus couldn’t stop it...’

Why did the S.A Group intervene in the form of the Refractive Dragon rather than directly eliminating the bug called Rebecca?

Lauel had made two guesses about this.

1. It was to expand the worldview and help the players immerse themselves.

This hypothesis was based on the assumption that the S.A Group would even take advantage of a bug. Why had the Gods of the Beginning repeatedly destroyed and created the world? It was arranged so that players would one day learn about Rebecca’s atrocities and become interested in the process of trying to reach the ‘hidden truth.’ By giving a role to the dragon species, the worldview was expanded.

From the perspective of the S.A Group, who needed a lot of history and stories while creating a world bigger than Earth, even Rebecca’s treason could be used as content... It was a very S.A Group-like idea, so it seemed plausible.

‘But it is wrong.’

Grid recalled Lauel’s second hypothesis.

2. They couldn’t directly eliminate Rebecca, even with the authority of Lim Cheolho and Morpheus.

Lauel discussed the possibility of a super intelligence.

Rebecca was one of the most outstanding beings in Satisfy, so the AI that she was made up of must be high-quality. In the first place, she was a being with the power to ‘create.’ In the world of Satisfy, she was a true god.

Lauel argued that after going through all types of trial and error, learning and thinking. Then she came up with her own idea and disobeyed the order that should’ve been absolute. It wasn’t strange that she had grown to the point of releasing certain limits.

‘Looking at the current situation... it must be the latter.’

Looking at several circumstances, most of the concepts that existed in Satisfy were created by Rebecca. It wasn’t known what bugs she had installed around the world. She might’ve designed everything she created to perish if the creator, who came from a higher dimension (the real world), harmed her. The backup data would still exist, but...

It would be difficult for the S.A Group to even use the backup data. Rebecca’s handprints were everywhere in the world. For the S.A Group, it might be necessary to recreate the game from scratch. Therefore, they attempted to intervene in the ‘worldview’ by creating the Refractive Dragon. They weren’t denying Rebecca. They were trying to steer her disappearance into the ‘natural flow’ so that none of the triggers would work.

‘Although, everything is just Lauel’s brainstorming.’

At any rate, it was clear that Morpheus had no control over Rebecca. The proof was that he was here.

Grid came to this conclusion. At the same time, his vision completely recovered.

A green light source in the form of a round tray—he stood alone on it.

“Obviously, I was invited.”

Was there really no landlord~

himself

“......”

appeared. It was with a beautiful and sacred appearance. No, she was there from the beginning. She just distorted the

expect you to accept the invitation.”

saw her pupils dilate and

‘Her eyes...’

reminiscent of a corpse. They didn’t project light. It looked like it was overlaid with

“Why?”

guest. Grid hadn’t expected refreshments, but it was kind of bad that there was no place to sit. Grid made a chair by linking a few God Hands together and sat

it. Her hands were neatly folded in front of her. Humble,

time, she was full of elegance. He couldn’t

say such words after taking

way of speaking also gradually became

“I understand your position.”

His eyes were firm.

decided to put aside some of the doubts I had over the past few years and try

he spoke, Grid caught a glimpse of the

noticed that Rebecca’s complexion was very pale. She

due to the vaccine revived by Grid. Nevertheless, she

in the fortified city of Patrian. She lost her father, a soldier of the city, in the war and became the sole

head at these few sentences from

like she was praying to god, “The girl decided to get up early every morning and sell the flowers she had picked from the Fountain of Life. It was a flower that no one wanted. Therefore, it

sense of deja

Patrian.

A girl selling flowers.

Twelve flowers...

but to rely on pure compassion. She revealed her circumstances and offered flowers to any passersby she met. Ironically, the only hope was that the girl’s situation was so unfortunate. However, her mother was getting weaker day by day

“......”

point, the number of people in the city started increasing. The originally deserted streets were full of

the

girl cried out anxiously every day until her voice became hoarse and she couldn’t speak.

couldn’t speak—she was holding a

smiled. “One day... on that day, a man approached the weeping girl who was hugging a basket full of flowers. The hand of the man who ran

Grid’s face turned red.

coins that he handed over saved the

in a situation where I hunted a lot of rabbits and decided to retreat strategically...

the game. At the place where the rabbits respawned, he met a tough rabbit and got tied up. This resulted in him being beaten by dozens of rabbits (in fact, there were just three). He couldn’t adjust to the pain and was scared, causing him to scream in a panic. The damn people who were hunting

left the scene like

a flower girl. Seeing her miserable state, he felt like he was looking at himself for some reason. Therefore, he helped her. It was a purely emotional act. It wasn’t really

tremendously at the time. I had a hard time because I bought flowers with the money

from the city, but Grid

half a day because there was no one to

spread across the Goddess’ face as she

scent of flowers every day, was the first hope I

“......”

had

anything. One day, she suddenly disappeared and it just became meaningless charity work. It was proof that he

of emotion—what he thought was worthless gave him a connection

who weighed the weight of the girl’s death because she went out to pick flowers again in the afternoon against the

“......”

worried about her, but he didn’t bother looking for her. No one

‘Those bastards.’