After making a contract with Bihyung, Dokja couldn't cover the wide smile on his face. Not only did he manage to make a contract with him, but he managed to make a contract with the dokkaebi that assisted the elemental brothers.
He gave Yoo Sangah the beads, and the straw mat to Kim Namwoon, who complained. But after Quake and Yoo Sangah explained about the Samyeongdang, he finally agreed to wear it.
He would take it off later, though. Or just give it to Gilyoung. Or anyone.
Dokja didn't give it to Quake or Cyclone because in the novel, it was told that the five elemental brothers had their own religion. They have only one God that they believed.
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Dokja looked at the dark tunnel.
It had been 20 minutes since Lee Gilyoung used Diverse Communication, allowing them to safely move forward.
Considering the fact that Dongdae to Chungmuro was 1 km in a straight line, it was time for ‘that’ to appear.
[A new sub scenario has arrived!]
Indeed, as soon as he thought about it.
“Everybody step back.” He spread his arms across Quake and Cyclone, who were walking right behind him.
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[Sub Scenario – Welcome Prison]
Category: Sub
Difficulty: D~F
Clear Conditions: Escape from Welcome Prison within the time limit.
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Time Limit: 1 hour
Compensation: 300 coins
Failure: ???
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[Sub scenario – Welcome Prison has begun!]
Perhaps Yoo Jonghyuk had suffered quite a bit in this scenario.
This scenario was one of the most painful traps for a regressor.
Yoo Sangah asked.
“Welcome Prison? What is this?”
She would know without asking.
“It is coming. Everyone, please keep your mind straight.”
Before his words were over, a haze overcame him. The fog that instantly occupied the tunnel blocked their field of view. The party members in the immediate vicinity couldn’t be seen. When Dokja looked around, he could only see a distorted scenery, as if he was on drugs.
“Stop! It's not my fault!”
Kim Namwoon screamed. Dokja wondered why his scream sounded desperate. The novel didn't mention much about his past. Maybe he was seeing something different from what Dokja saw now.
「Dokja.」
The voice he didn’t want to hear. That forgotten voice was heard in a drug-like landscape. If he was this way, his other party members would be worse.
“…Something feels strange. Dokja-ssi! Are you there?”
“Dokja-ssi! Dokja-ssi!”
In this distorted vision, the voices of his party members were gradually fading.
[Welcome Prison].
A space that led to madness by touching a person’s trauma.
「 Dokja, you didn’t see anything. Understood? 」
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