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~

to himself

“......”

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

didn’t expect you to accept the invitation.” Rebecca

clearly saw her pupils dilate and then gradually

‘Her eyes...’

project light. It looked like it was overlaid with yellow paint. He could glimpse the fact that her

“Why?”

a guest. Grid hadn’t expected refreshments, but it was kind of bad that there was no

it. Her hands were neatly

full of elegance. He couldn’t help

words after taking back your

way of speaking

“I understand your position.”

His eyes were firm.

decided to put aside some of the doubts I had over the

a glimpse of the

and expectations. It was a bit late, but he remembered that this was a space completely independent of the outside world, and he also noticed that Rebecca’s complexion was

was due to the vaccine revived by Grid. Nevertheless, she couldn’t blame him

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

his head at these few sentences

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

a sense of deja

Patrian.

A girl selling flowers.

Twelve flowers...

any passersby she met. Ironically, the only hope was that the girl’s situation was so unfortunate. However, her mother was

“......”

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

the

every day until her voice became hoarse and she couldn’t speak. Even so, all that

was holding a

man approached the weeping girl who was hugging a basket full of flowers. The hand of the man who ran away

Grid’s face turned red.

that he handed

corrected. At that time, I was in a situation where I hunted

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 around him saw it and laughed at

ashamed that I left the scene like I

city and met a flower girl. Seeing her miserable state, he felt like he was looking at himself for some reason. Therefore, he

actually... I regretted it tremendously at the time. I had a hard time because I bought flowers with the money I should’ve used to

other players only experienced when they went to hunting grounds far away from the

day because there was no one to help him...

across the Goddess’ face as she stared at

who carried the scent of flowers every day, was the first hope I found, even despite

“......”

Grid had thought about

he didn’t receive anything.

good deed done out of a moment of emotion—what he thought was

the girl’s death because she went out to pick flowers

“......”

looking for her. No one cared about

‘Those bastards.’