The Origin of Species

I learned the secrets of 9999-10 and was resilient, but regardless of that, the origin explanation continued.

“Power is divided into six categories: elemental, developmental, transcendent, therapeutic, carnivorous, and herbaceous. Of course, there are powers that can be discriminated against. ”

Of course, I remember everything in the notebook continuously. And I also knew that there were some fuzzy powers to classify as they said.

Like water.

Water was a molecule other than an element, but was conveniently divided into elemental families. There were many people who could not understand such simple things, but Origin continued to explain power.

“Generally, your most preferred family is the Elemental and Phenomenal family. This is because the risk is low. On the contrary, transcendence can be a ridiculous risk for the treatment line. In addition, the limits are clear for the carnivorous and herbaceous families. Becoming an animal is the limit. Do you understand?”

“Yes!”

People didn't even understand it properly, but they shouted out loud first. Then the person who appeared to be the representative of the origin smiled and pointed to the Tower of Rights.

“Now, exercise your rights! ”

But people are still hesitating. The entrance to the Tower of Rights. It was because the black hole reminded me of the "gap" on the first day. Moreover, those who had never heard of this kind of power had a shy look on their faces.

Room 999, basement 9. ’

The team members were also quite tense. Bonaparte kicks his tongue in the middle of nothing.

“Tsk, good luck with your friends. ”

Then Surin sighed deeply.

“Phew. Luck? I just want to get halfway there. You heard, the herbalist family? ”

“Well, do I have to get caught? ”

“You don't know. If you get powers like deer, don't just come out. Heave."

A pilot picked up Surin's joke.

“And then the real hook. Prosecutor.”

“Huh, kid. You're the one with the big nose? ”

In her appearance, Lindsey just smiled. After a total of four days of marching, we became quite friendly. However, it may only be two sailors and Lindsey who heard Surin as a joke.

“Hmph.”

Bonapas lets out a murmur, and even Surin, who brings it out, is sweating from behind his neck. If you really gain the power of the herbalist family, the rest of your life will be ruined.

But did he say patrol? The sailor strides toward the entrance of the Tower of Rights, whether the brain is made of ivory or fearless.

“Come on, let's go! ”

“Oh, I can't live. ”

Lindsey shakes her head and follows behind. However, in front of the black staircase, the foreman pauses and spits.

“Well...”

“Hey, I was confident, but this is as far as I go? ”

Lindsey grinned and laughed. We paused for a moment, but eventually we all entered the entrance. There were only 10 people who came in before us. That's when I suddenly remembered the rumor I heard from Origin yesterday.

Is there really a tenth floor? ’

It's a myth that there's a tenth floor, and only special people can enter it. Anyway, the pace got faster.

Upon arriving on the ground floor, what appeared to be an endless corridor, like a highway in the middle of the night. On either side, there is a subtle glowing number of streetlights. As soon as I saw the number, Lindsey shouted out her mouth.

“1001?”

“Well, it's a room number. Isn't this the first room in the basement? ”

Next to it are 1003, 1005... these odd visits, and next to them are even visits. The rumbling sound of footsteps echoes through the hallway. But this silence was not long.

“Here I am. I'll see you guys later. Hot”

The sailor waves his hand at us and opens the door. Blue face. Her entry was room 1023. As soon as he really came down, he went straight into the room. The door to her room is slightly open.

Lindsey saw it.

“I'll do it here. ”

It fits right next door to room 1027. The three of us were just staring at it dazed.

“Wow, they're fast. ”

“Prosecutor Kim, you can't help it any faster. ”

“Probably, right? ”

Surin nods, I say. She scratches her nails gently and seems to think. So am I. Most of the future lives will be spent in these closed places, but it was a mistake not to think about pneumoconiosis in the crew.

‘I'm sure my colleague is right, but what difference does it make if I get the power? ’

Meanwhile, Bonaparte focused on the other phenomena.

“The numbers on their doors, the lights went out. ”

“Oh, yeah. ”

I tried to open the door to the room with Surin out, but it won't open. The spot where the sail went in is also a floating point with a slight gap.

“Looks like only one person can get in. ”

“Not at all. Isn't it a little weird when they're all in the same room? ”

It was as Bonaparte said. It seemed like a rule here that if there were people, they wouldn't be able to enter. Then we shouldn't walk like this.

9999 means room 999, basement level 9. If only one person could get in, I would have to run from now on.

“Prosecutor Kim, Bonaparte. I guess I better hurry. I'll go first. ”

"No concessions"? ’A note kept scratching my mind. What it means is that there may be competition.’ It was. I couldn't have known what it meant unless I was a fool. Approximately 10 people came in before us.

I ran like crazy just in case.

Basement two, third floor... and ninth floor. I was covered in sweat. In the clothes that had not been changed for several days, fifty days I felt the grass. Terribly quiet corridor. When I was convinced that there were no more people ahead, I started walking again.

But for a moment, I had no choice but to run again.

Tabernacle!

It's because of the regular footsteps coming from behind. The sound is getting louder, faster and louder. My head is numb. Maybe it's the change in barometric pressure. The lower you go to the basement, the greater the pressure will be.

“Whoo-whoo-whoo.”

The sound of a man's breath. The closer his steady breath gets, the more his heart beats. Who the fuck is that? A scalpel in your pocket and a curlet tucked in your belt remind you. It was then.

“Friend! Let's go together. ”

“Ha, Bonapas? ”

As soon as I realized that the person who was chasing me was Bonaparte, I sat down with my heart like it was about to burst.

“Buddy, how far are we going? ”

“Phew, how far is Bonaparte anyway? ”

Bonapas inadvertently extends his hand.

“I'm on the 10th floor. We should check the rumors.”

“Oh, really? ”

“Yes. If there's no 10th floor, I'm going to the end of the hall. Room 9999! ”

That's when I realized.

The fact that the competitor is Bonaparte.

I swallowed a saliva while looking at Bonaparte's face. I ran like that, but I can't see a drop of sweat around my face and neck. The waveheads that come down to your shoulders are scattered freely. Oh, my God. Is this how American hair looks? You're not bald? I thought about it.

“Sure you want to go to the end of the room? ”

“Why?”

“I'm going there, too. ”

I moved my gaze into his pocket. One side is convex. Was that metal you saw back then? I think it was pretty sharp. Bonapas reaches out his hand with a real smile.

“Get up. Let's walk together. ”

“Yes, let's do that. ”

We walked again. There were only two footsteps in the long corridor. I thought you erased it from my dictionary. You take a deep breath and reach behind your belt. A cold metal rod. Curlette in hand.

Tower of Rights.

Although it was not three towers, such as a tower, an armory tower, or a heat tower, it is also a kind of tower. So the originals can't come in here. They don't know who died or who killed them.

‘I thought he might be a colleague. ’

Honestly, it was not without conflict. Once you've never committed a murder, there's always something in your mouth. Besides, if he's your partner, what's the future? And is this guy really a soldier? Bonaparte's curly perm is starting to annoy me.

“How was your military life? ”

“Military life? Haha. Bullshit. Not my style. ”

“Well, if you look at your hair...”

At a quick glance, Bonaparte twists his fingers into his hair.

“It's uncomfortable. I can see it. Haha, so I got rid of it. I tried to do what I wanted to do now. ”

“What you want to do? ”

“Yes. I'm going to be a locker. ”

“Locker... good. My brother was a singer. ”

“Oh, the singer? I envy you. I envy you. ”

“But... are you sure you want to go to the end of the room? Even if I do? ”

“... ”

You tighten the handle of the Curlet. Eyes fixed on his eyes, focusing on small movements. If his hand seems to point toward the pocket, he's a colleague and he's determined to stab the eye without hesitation.

The basic physical ability could not follow him as a soldier, but he was confident enough to cut and stab. However, it is not easy to guarantee a battle.

“Friend.”

“Yes.”

“I'll concede.”

“Yes?”

Bonapas turns his head, turning his back. Then he shook his hand and said,

“Go ahead.”

“Sure."

I turn my head slightly. I can see 9995 in front of me. I made eye contact with him, then took a step back, past room 9997, to room 9999. I no longer hear footsteps in the hallway.

One step, one step. The dust rises and sinks, while Bonaparte's appearance grows further and further away. I still watched him because I thought it was stupid to show his back. Then Bonaparte shrugs.

“Dude, you don't trust me that much, do you? ”

“Are you getting tea? ”

“Hehehehe. Yeah. A lot. Are you trying to put honey on the end of the room? ”

“Yes. I put a lot of it on. ”

“Well, isn't it random anyway? ”

“I just feel it. You know, Phil? ”

We laughed and talked like jokes, but we knew each other had weapons. I'm a scalpel, a Curette, and Bonapas are sharp iron. His gaze sweeps across my pocket and waist.

“Haha. Feelings? You should have stabbed me earlier. ”

“Did you notice that, too? ”

“I'm not a monster. He's a soldier.”

“I see. On the contrary, then. Why didn't you attack? You have a weapon in your pocket, don't you? It would have been okay to run first. ”

“Hahahaha. Honestly, I can't guarantee a battle. Besides, man, you're our leader. ”

We're almost at 9999 as we speak.

“Oh, it would be funny if Room 9999 had garbage power. ”

“You said you felt it. ”

“Feelings are just feelings. ”

“What. That weakness. ”

“Paste Bait. Paste Bait. If you get more power than me, I'll ask you nicely. ”

“Hahahaha.”

Then Bonaparte stopped laughing like a lie. As I flinched, Bonapas rushed to me at a rapid pace.

Boom!

He opened 9997, and the faint light in 9997 slowly faded out. Bonapas smiles loudly, his fangs seething.

“Hahaha. My friend, can you believe this! It's not good to doubt your team members too much. I was a locker before I was a soldier. Rockers. Rockers are free, so there's no need to lie. So I ask you to take good care of me. Leader.”

Bonaparte left a note and went to room 9997. I stood there dazed for a while and laughed.

“Someone told me. Faith breeds betrayal, and the spirit changes. ”

The tension is not over. We still didn't know what kind of power to gain, and the world was full of dangerous things.

Yuck!

Room 9999 is wide open. A lamp? The room was very bright and spacious, unlike you might think. Just the size of a basketball court. The light flickers, but there's no need to hesitate. He shakes the gritty dust and looks around.

"That's unusual."

On the wallpaper there were unknown characters and paintings, the most curious of which was a golden mural completely filling one side of the wallpaper.

Airplane?

But the shape is too round for an airplane. However, it must be an object flying in the sky given that it is on the earth.

So it's a UFO?

I didn't know yet. More importantly, there are buttons 1 through 10 in the picture, and the light comes on.

Not all the buttons glowed. Buttons 2, 6 and 9 were switched off.

9999-10.

Button ten, maybe?

Tap it, and the world swiftly revolves around me. It's like my body has become an axis of the clock. I am not dizzy at all, even though my vision suddenly changes.

At the same time the button lights out, you hear a tickling echo in your ears. And the sight is red as the paint spreads. I was not embarrassed to know that this phenomenon was empowered.

Woof!! Woof!!

I feel a good vibration at my toes. What kind of power? At least he wrote it down in his notebook. It's not garbage power.

Cooking, genocide and borderline vectors.

Is it fire or water? Maybe it's the wind. It's hard to pick up just one thing with a normal head.

It just begins to form as something swirls in front of you. Brown particles and transparent particles swirl around each other, then unravel and wander freely.

I took a step by step without even knowing it. The particles stream around me as if they were responding to me. My head, shoulders, and even my old age were different.

“What is it, you guys? ”

As soon as it fell, all the particles were sucked into my mouth, into my nose. I was ashamed like a new poem, but sometimes I was not as tough as a cruel married woman.

“Knng."

The faster the vibrations of the particles, the more the pulse is frantic. Deep in my heart, I felt a lump of coagulation fall out of my reach. When my airway became blocked and I couldn't breathe, my body reacted naturally.

Self Heimlich.

The diaphragm hits the edge of the column without assessment. Once and twice it repeats, the particles give out their hands to calm down. I feel something coming from deep inside my body. I opened my mouth to spit it out.

I gave my whole body strength like laying eggs. The sound of the glass scraping between the teeth was echoing everywhere. My mouth ached like a tear.

‘Ugh. Fuck. ’

I can't swear because something is blocking my mouth. A wooden base was visible under the nose, and a spectacularly transparent glass was connected to it. I grabbed the glass with both hands and pulled out what was hanging inside the branch like nothing.

“Huff, huff. What the fuck? What the hell.”

I could only wear my tongue when I saw it in my hand. Warm wood, curved like a woman's waist, transparent glass that reflects my eyes.

It was just an hourglass, by the way. I have all kinds of thoughts in my head.

The mouth was torn open, twenty blood flowed out, and it was crazy to receive strange things with power.

‘Fuck, let's calm down. ’

I trusted the notebook. I had to. Even though he was crazy for pleasure, the mind was real enough to fix him.

It was then.

The feeling of the hourglass fades from my hands. The power I've been given is gone. No, it was becoming a video rather than disappearing.

It looks like a hologram, but it's untouchable!

At the same time, the blood flowing down your mouth turns into red particles. It's like looking at a vortex of red blood cells. The vortex heads for the Sandglass.

In a heartbeat!

And the red particles soon entered the transparent glass and formed a long dew on the vertex. And at that moment,

Something's changed. No, there's reform in the world. The fine floating dust slows down, and the blinking of the light slows down.

This!

Saw, heard and felt.

Slow as the world stops.

Just one. Except for the sound of my heart.

“Ugh!"

A simple concept that penetrates your mind.

"Shed your blood. That will prolong your time. ’

My power was time-related transcendence. To be precise, it slows down the flow of time.

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The protagonist's power is similar to the X-Men's Quick Silver. It's not the same thing. Heh;;

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* Self Heimlich.

- > Push your belly up using tools such as chairs or desks and hit the bottom of the diaphragm as hard as you can. If you search, there are lots of videos.