332 Reading books gives you more experience! 332

When Jong-seok looked at the tent with surprised eyes, a bird looking far away nodded.

"It's an experience book."

"Huh... are you writing the Experience Book as a tent?"

"Experience books don't get dirty, they don't burn, they don't rip with knives. It's very good for tent material."

Jong-seok nodded as he looked at the tent when the bird said something far away.

That's

Experience books have functions such as non-destructive and anti-pollution, and the shape can be made into what the writer wants, so it wouldn't be a problem to use them as tents.

So it would be the best material for a tent material. It doesn't burn, it doesn't pollute.

"I never thought I'd turn an Experience Book into a tent."

A bird that looked far into Jong-seok's horse followed the cup and stuck it out. He got Jong-seok's glass and drank a cup of tea.

"I never thought I'd have another book of experience."

Jong-seok nodded at the bird's distant words.

"I didn't think I'd have more until I found another book of experience."

A bird watching far away saw him at Jong-seok's horse. Then I asked after a while.

"That means... Are you saying that you have more than one book of experience?"

"Yes, sir."

"How many books?"

"Well."

Jong-seok, who turned his words with a smile, said, looking at a bird looking far away.

"Do you happen to know the origin of the Experience Book?"

"I only know that it's been handed down to our tribe, but I don't know the origin."

"Have you ever thought of it?"

"I've thought about it. But it was hard to find an answer."

Jong-seok nodded at the bird's distant words.

"What a bird that sees far is a book of experiences, so it would have been more difficult to know its origins."

When Jongseok had a book of experience, he couldn't figure out many things.

Only by the time I had two hands-on books, I could get to know the writers in order.

In addition, when it was a single volume, it would have been more difficult to find a source because it didn't tell you about the cursors.

"There's a reason why I'm looking for experience books."

"To find the origin of experience books?"

"But I'm looking for the purpose of the experience book."

A bird watching him opened its mouth at Jong-seok's words.

"Purpose..."

"Don't you worry?"

"Worried?"

"I'm sure you know... Experience book is a great product. You can get the experience and strength of the older writers as a reward. Does this make sense?"

"Experience books are called objects?"

Jong-seok nodded at the bird's distant words.

"I don't know what the Experience Book means in the Sky Tributes... Isn't everything human beings use?"

"You talk like a white man."

"Is that so?"

"Don't Easterners have a culture that puts meaning on things like us?"

"Do you know about Eastern culture?"

"I've had a lot of experience in the book.

Jong-seok looked at him and turned his head toward the tent at the sight of the bird's words.

"If you have experience in Eastern culture, you haven't been down to the sky for generations."

If it had been from the tribe of heaven, there would be only the tribe of heaven experience.

Perhaps there was an influx into the sky shortage in the middle. While I was thinking about it, Jong-seok saw a bird looking far away.

"My teacher told me that things are useful. Like a glass of water and a bowl of rice. So what is the use of experience books?"

"Isn't that the answer to the experience?"

"What is the purpose if experience is used? Why does an experience book collect human experience?"

The bird that looked far away frowned at the question of Jong-seok. I didn't think about him.

"That's... I don't know.

Jong-seok nodded at the bird's distant words.

"Experience books were created to gather human experience, and now I know them. But what we don't know is why the person who created the experience book collects the human experience."

The bird that looked far at Jong-seok's words did not speak. Jong-seok continued to talk at such a distant bird.

"In addition to the experience book... What made this thing? I mean, this nonsense.

A bird in the distance shook its head at Jong-seok's words.

"Is that all you have to say?"

"Don't you know what I mean?"

"I know."

"Do you know?"

The bird, which looked far away at the question of Jong-seok, gave a small nod.

"Your horse is gathering human experience for any purpose by the beings who have created the experience book. And the purpose is very doubtful. So isn't that why you're collecting your experience books to find out what the purpose is?"

Then a bird looking far away saw Jongseok.

"And the one who created the Experience Book... "for the common sense of man cannot be understood by common sense.

"That's right."

A bird watching far away at Jongseok's answer opened its mouth while looking at Jongseok.

"Can you give a person an experience book?"

Jong-seok sighed as he looked at the question of a bird that looked far away.

"I see."

Jong-seok nodded and took out his experience book from his pocket. The bird's eyes glistened at the book of experience from Jong-seok's pocket.

"Is that your experience book?"

"That's right."

Then Jong-seok opened up his experience book.

Fluttering!

Jong-seok's book of experience unfolded roughly in the air.

Jong-seok, who held up a large book of experience, said, looking at the bird watching from afar.

"The purpose of the existence of the Experience Book is to gather experience. By the way... have you ever been out of here before?"

A bird looking far away shook its head without a word at Jong-seok's horse.

"None."

"Well... the experience of a bird in the distance must be all that happens in this town."

"Large land doesn't mean more will happen."

"The world in the well is the world, so that's true... But it's true that being here alone doesn't mean you can meet a wide variety of people and gain more experience."

Then, Jong-seok saw a bird that looked far away for a moment. A bird opened its mouth to look far away at Jong-seok's gaze without saying anything.

"What do you think?"

"I'm considering it over."

"What worries you?"

"You're not worried about the same thing as I am, are you?"

Talking, Jong-seok glanced at the finger of a bird that looked far away. The bird's far-sighted fingers contained a piece of silver iron.

The bird, who looked far away at the sight of Jong-seok, looked at his hand and nodded.

"Yes, we've been thinking the same thing."

The worries of a bird that sees far away... It was what to do with Jongseok. Just as Jong-seok wants a bird's experience book, a bird's experience book... be what one wants

That was the writer's instinct. They want more experience books because they know their abilities.

"So you're done with your troubles?"

"I'm still thinking about it. What about you?

"I am..."

While talking, a bird looking far away shook its head with a sigh while looking at Jong-seok.

"I'll see you soon."

"Are you kicking him out?"

"You and me... We have to fight anyway. What's the point of having more conversations?"

Jong-seok nodded as he was looking at the bird's words from afar.

"That's true."

Jong-seok, who was watching a bird watching a burning firewood fire, rose up and turned around.

As I was looking at the slowly disappearing stalactites, I saw a piece of iron stuck between my fingers.

Water was running on the piece of iron.

"Nervous."

The water flowing through the piece of iron was sweat flowing from the hand of a bird in the distance.

Although I had a normal conversation with Jong-seok, the bird watching from afar was nervous as we were talking.

The experience of a bird in the distance showed that the stalactites were very strong.

And knowing that the strong opponent was the enemy, he became so nervous that his hands were sweating.

"Whoa!"

A bird watching from afar, who had given up a big breath for a moment, saw the tent.

"What should I do..."

A bird watching the tent stood up holding a branch that was poking firewood.

And as the tent approached, a bird watching from afar began to write in its experience book.

Sweep!

I wrote on the tent with the remaining branches of the fire, but there was no hole in the tent.

The tent is a non-destructive book.

***

The book of experiences in the red gave me the experience value of writing about birds that look far away.

"Hmm... it's a great experience to meet a writer."

Jong-seok, who nodded at giving him a work-as-you-go experience, wrote again.

Jong-seok turned his pencil around to answer the book of experience.

"I want to have a bird's experience book that looks as far as you do."

Then Jong-seok looked at his experience book.

"Whoa! The problem is... How do you get it?"

Jong-seok's original plan was to persuade a bird in the distance to receive an experience book.

You can't register as a cursive right now, but over time, a bird that looks far away dies, or you can find another way to register to be a writer.

But I gave up the plan. It was because of the question the bird had asked him.

"Can you give a person an experience book?"

Jong-seok dropped his plan for this one question. I had no intention of giving a person an experience for any reason.

Even though he has no intention of giving others an experience book just because he is a traitor, a bird that looks far away never gives him a book.

So I gave up the persuasion.

"I gave up on the subject and..."

Jong-seok, who had been thinking for a while, wrote in his experience book.

Jong-seok's appetite was stimulated by the article in the book of experience.

At the answer to the experience book, I wondered about Jong-seok's face.

Jong-seok frowned at the answer to his experience book. In this world, Jongseok knows best about himself, not his parents nor Lee Soo-mi, but his book of experience.

The experience book contains all the thoughts, thoughts, and experiences of Jong-seok.

But the experience book tells Jong-seok that he can kill people.

I wrote after a while in the glitter of the letters I wanted to answer.

I wrote Jong-seok after a while in the answer to the experience book.

The experience book of writing did not write for a while. And after a while, the writing began to appear in the book of experience.

Jong-seok smiled and wrote when he saw what appeared in the book.

Jong-seok, who put a book of experience in his arms, started to go out into the tent.

***

The face of a bird that was reading the book of experience hardened.

'Pilator?'

The writer who had just gone was approaching quickly. But…

'Living?'

A terrible life was being felt by the fast approaching writer.

And with its life, there's a great energy. A bird watching from afar laughed bitterly and wrote in an experience book.

The bird, smiling at the article in the Experience Book, looked back. There was a stalactite standing behind me.

And...

A new model of Jong-seok flew in at a bird in the distance.

Fa'at!