Regressor Instruction Manual
chapter-454

Chapter 454: Results and Evaluation (1)

This little game was finally over.

I wanted to sleep right away, but I knew I couldn’t do that. There were many things to deal with and to think about.

However, I first had to burn the evidence. I thought it would be better to make it look like Lee Kiyeon moved to another continent than make it look like there hadn’t been any Lee Kiyeon from the beginning.

Acting swiftly, all the items that had been used were discarded.

I decided that the situation was over to some extent after contacting Lee Jihye for administrative processing. Tomorrow at dawn, the woman named Lee Kiyeon would probably be treated as a being in the far-off United Kingdom.

‘Is there even a need to do this?’

I thought of something like that, but at this point, it was better to be careful. It was not like I was going to lose money if I did things a little more meticulously.

‘Furthermore…’

It didn’t matter if Kim Hyunsung threw away the shoes that Bitch-erella had left behind, but I couldn’t imagine witnessing such a scene.

Since he confessed that he was a bit interested, it was better to think that he would be more likely to come in the morning. Of course, he would realize by then that he was too late after hearing the news that I had left.

I wondered if it would be better to leave a letter, but it would be more helpful to help him cut ties with Light Kiyeon rather than to give him false hope.

‘You should leave it as a good memory. Yes. Absolutely.’

If he clung to me too persistently, it would feel like it would not be bad to deal with it like she died in a dungeon. Regardless, I thought it would be nice to erase the event from my memory.

It was because there were too many things to catch up to for me than to dwell in the past.

Since the fairy magic that confused Jung Hayan’s detection magic had been released, she probably already felt where I was.

Since it was late, she must be in her dreamland already, but she’d come right over when the morning came. I thought it was a reasonable choice to get up a little early and go straight to the Blue Guild branch.

“I should just sort things out a bit and go to bed quickly. Ugh….”

Organizing matters after finishing big jobs seemed to have become one of my habits.

Since I wasn’t intelligent, I had to do it once in a while before deciding on a course of action.

‘First…’

The Crack Museum.

‘It wasn’t bad.’

It was definitely a composition that had helped the adventurers’ growth.

The response was better than I thought, and I quickly felt that the system itself was well established.

The price was just right, too. It felt a bit expensive, but it made it up for that through inclusions.

If I were to rate it, it would be about 4 out of 5 stars.

There was no need to remove or add anything to it. Depending on the drop rate or rising complaints, services must be released, but it was still enough to fill the Goddess’s vacant seats urgently.

The problem was on the other side.

I was worried about the Friendship Clan.

To be precise, I could say that I was worried about the adventurers currently struggling in Lindel.

In fact, I had to check their status, but the Friendship Clan, as they said, was one of the influential clans that had just started making a name. A sigh escaped past me at this.

Of course, the Friendship Clan wasn’t connected to the Blue Guild in any way, but if I thought that we had to fight together in the future, it would be natural for me to worry.

‘Their level is too low. No, it’s not even a level issue.’

As I recalled the unsightly behaviors they displayed, my anxiety started to grow more and more.

The Crack Museum could fill in the grades and specs, but I was confident that it wouldn’t work in other areas.

While thinking about the first round’s situation, an answer dawned on me, one that answered why I was seriously thinking about such an issue.

I didn’t know exactly how the first round was going, but if my predictions were correct, it was likely in a warring period at that moment. Regardless of whether it was a war between nations or between foreigners and continent people, it would have resulted in endless fighting.

It was clear that Lee Cheol-woo and Kim Daegun of the Friendship Clan would be in the middle of the battlefield. Even if they didn’t try to accumulate experience, I was confident that they would have accumulated it along the way.

Not only would they have to fight all day, but they would have had to stand up from the death of a colleague.

If I thought about it in simple terms, of course, the second round was better than the first round.

At least, I had reduced my useless losses and gathered up my strength.

However, if I thought about it from a slightly different perspective, it was also hard to say that the current situation was excellent.

The first round environment reduced the number of people who could fight, but it also gave a big hand in weeding out the weak. I bet the people who survived various incidents and fought until the end with Kim Hyunsung were experienced enough to be called veterans.

What about the adventurers of the present day?

They showed pathetic behavior in fighting heroic-grade named monsters. Considering that our lovely returner failed in the first round even with such warriors, we couldn’t succeed with guys like the Friendship Clan members, even if we had lots of troops.

“This is a problem…”

It would be strange not to take it seriously.

It was necessary to find out when and where the threat would erupt but considering Kim Hyunsung’s reaction; it was difficult to say that it would erupt soon.

He didn’t look that busy.

The problem was that there were no events prepared until then. There was no conflict and no war. No quarrels and no growth.

With events such as the Crack Museum or the Demon Dungeons, they could match the specs, but not the mental aspect.

There would be no one like a chosen warrior coming out of the crisis and no one like a hero awakening from the death of his companions.

Why?

Everything was peaceful.

Turbulence created heroes and made armies stronger. It sounded like bullshit, but that was an undeniable fact. I felt like I had to create a conflict since none existed.

‘Should I wear a mask?’

I thought about such nonsense, but even an artificial conflict would be good for the current continent. It meant that it needed to face a little more crisis. The question was how to spread the crisis.

‘Should I release the mythic-grade monsters from the museum?’

That was dismissed.

It was undeniable that if the tentacle-like Ancient God or the one with horns on the head were released, it would be impossible to fix the crisis.

‘Should I start a war?’

That was worth thinking about.

It didn’t feel right to tear open a recently closed wound. However, that option was also rejected.

There was no guideline on which ones to use as a sacrifice, and adding salt to the wound should be avoided.

The continent had just become one. It was impossible to blow away the patients healed with my own hands to spread a conflict.

Or…

‘Is it hard to get Belial?’

He was a demon, and I felt like he would cooperate for some reason.

However, remembering that he backstabbed me, my doubts began to grow. In the end, my head began to hurt.

I couldn’t come up with a particularly good idea even while lying down on the bed. No, it wasn’t something I could decide on my own in the first place.

“I need Hyunsung.”

I naturally thought that establishing communication with Kim Hyunsung was urgent.

I had to find out exactly how things were going, what he thought about the current situation, and his reasoning if he thought it was okay. I also had to know if there were any directions for improvement.

At the moment, he seemed to be focusing on developing his own power, but he must have a plan. I felt like I wanted to spend the rest of my life only trusting Kim Hyunsung, but there was no way I could trust a guy who didn’t have good guts in that aspect.

“Believing too much isn’t good.”

An answer came to me when I thought about the actions Kim Hyunsung had shown so far.

Rather, I was worried that he might think everything was perfect and simply nodded. It would be better if he were to stay anxious.

Regardless, that could also be called a problem. My information was limited. The best thing in the current situation was to reveal that Kim Hyunsung was a returner, but I could understand why that couldn’t happen since I knew how difficult it was to make such a choice.

Even his doubts about me didn’t disappear. It was better if he opened up first.

‘If only he confessed….’

If only he could confess that he was a returner, and I could hear ahead of time what would happen in the future…

There was no need to mention how easy things would be in such a reality.

‘It’s like a dream. Fuck…’

Hope for the future was like a vague story. It felt like it wouldn’t matter if I first revealed that I had the Mind’s Eyes, but no matter how I thought about it, it was irrational at that point.

Somehow, I had to get information out of the conversation with Kim Hyunsung.

‘We will talk soon, anyway.’

I had Yuno Kasugano, and I felt that it would be better to decide the direction based on the future information.

In a situation where there was no answer, I wandered around the room for no reason, took a brief shower with hot water, and then laid my body in bed again.

I felt like I only closed my eyes for a moment, but it was already morning when I opened them.

‘Fuck… I must have overdone it.’

I had terrible pains all over my body, as if I had been moving too hard recently.

I felt fundamentally tired, but I was glad I didn’t have a hangover. It was still early in the morning. It seemed to me that I dreamed about Jung Hayan being with me after a while, but I couldn’t remember it properly.

What I was a little embarrassed about was that the content was pretty erotic.

Despite not being frustrated, that dream seemed to be a side effect of returning to the man’s body after a long time.

“Achoo! Ugh…”

It felt like I even had a cold mood. I looked at the side, and the window was open. I didn’t remember things well, but after opening it for a while yesterday, I seemed to have fallen asleep without closing it.

“It was too complacent. Fuck… what would you do if an assassin came in…? Lee Kiyoung, you stupid bastard.”

Of course, there was no problem since nothing had happened.

After lightly wiping my face, I drank a cup of tea and looked out the window.

I felt like I was slowly rejuvenating as I basked in the pouring sunlight. My mind became a little calmer when I felt relaxed.

As I was spacing out for a moment, I suddenly remembered the dream I had last night, and I had to blush.

‘That’s because I came clean today. C-Clean.’

The blurry memories of yesterday’s dream had begun to grow more vivid in my mind. Was this an effect of the fairy’s magic? I found it strange.

That was when I heard a knock on the door and a voice outside.

“O-Oppa…”

“Is it Hayan?”

“Yes, yes.”

“Are you here alone?”

“Yes.”

As I slowly opened the door, I finally saw Jung Hayan after such a long time.

I was a little reluctant when I saw her chuckling as if she was in a good mood, but I couldn’t help but smile at her while she ran towards me and hugged me.

What was a little different from usual was that I kept feeling as if something was strange.

‘What’s going on?’

I bet it was an emotion I couldn’t feel until that moment.

‘Why… does she look so sexy?’

No, this wasn’t just any emotion. I felt like I had been tamed by something. I couldn’t understand it with my head, but my body was now intensely reacting to Jung Hayan.

‘This has never happened before…’