Chapter 229:

Chapter 229:

Chapter 229

As Yuhyun was filled with anticipation for the reward he would receive later, various meetings were taking place in the departments of the Celestial Corporation to secure their share of the Earth in the future.

Who would fill the empty spot left by the Pentagram department?

The Earth, which had been treated like a rotten fruit until now, would have been ignored by them, but after the recent massive patch, it became the hottest potato for the tellers of the Celestial Corporation.

Celestina was one of the tellers who was interested in the Earth.

I think you already know why I called you here. I heard some rumors.

In Celestinas personal office, two tellers were having a meeting.

One of them was obviously the owner of the office, Celestina, a red-haired beauty and the head of the department.

The other teller was standing opposite her, and he was her direct subordinate.

He wore a black Wilhelm helmet on his head and a black uniform that fit his body.

He also had a red cloak fluttering behind his back, making him look like a nobleman and a knight from modern Europe.

He was Romulaxis, the manager of the Celestial Being department.

He was the one that Celestina was going to send to Earth.

What?!

However, Romulaxis, who had been listening to Celestinas words silently, let out an exclamation that was completely incompatible with his solemn appearance.

Ive never heard of that?!

Hey! I already told you!

Celestina, who was trying to set the mood, couldnt help but get angry and slammed her hands on the table as she got up from her seat.

Romulaxis then nodded his head as if he realized something.

Now that I think about it, you did give me a hint before?

And?

Oh, oh no! You did! You did! So please, open your clenched fist!

Hoo.

Celestina relaxed her fist that she didnt even notice she had clenched.

It was always like this when she talked to him.

Romulaxis was a guy who had a serious gap between his appearance and his frivolous behavior and speech, and she often found herself getting heated up without knowing it.

But then again, his skills are really good.

She had recruited this guy because he was interesting, but wasnt that ultimately her own choice?

That meant that all the mental stress she received from him was her own fault.

How could she convince this guy who was a weirdo among weirdos to accept the situation?

As Celestina was pondering this, Romulaxis raised his fingers and made a preemptive move.

Well, I guess I know why I have to go to Earth. Its because its the world thats hitting the highest price lately, right? So you want to squeeze into the empty spot and get the first-mover advantage.

Thats right. You know well. But its not first-mover advantage. There are already some people who went in.

But they dont have any affiliation yet. The Earth was a world that was almost abandoned, right? The Pentagram, which used to be the boss there, got completely screwed by this incident.

Even so, you cant ignore their influence. They withdrew some of them, but they still have some good ones left.

But they still lost their teeth. So you want to send me there?

What? Is there a problem?

No? Well

Be honest. What? Do you think Im going to eat you?

Its annoying

Can you say that again?

Ah, no I mean honestly Ouch!

In the end, Romulaxis got punched in the head.

As he rubbed his crushed head(?), Celestina said in a cold voice.

Geez. How did I end up picking this guy?

Its your mistake. You have to deal with it.

Are you saying that with your mouth right now?

Celestina didnt even feel like hitting him again.

It would be better for her mental health to send him to Earth as soon as possible rather than wasting time here.

The other departments have already finished their personnel selection and are ready to send them. Were the last ones.

So theyre all eyeing it too?

Of course they are.

Especially, the collectors.

The collectors witnessed the disaster firsthand at the scene. And their choices were narrowed down to two.

Would they continue to fight?

Or would they stop where they were?

Whats the point of going on like this? We became collectors, but were supposed to retire because were afraid of phantasms?

Its better than before. Because of that damn boundary line, we had to hold back and come back even though we wanted to catch more.

What if it disappears when we clear it? Anyway, they said more will be created later.

Still, people might die if we just stay still

They were not afraid of fighting either. But they realized something as they went through the fight.

Why they were chosen as collectors, and what it meant to be a collector.

And this second Phantasm Shock gave the collectors a great enlightenment.

The collectors who had a sense of cooperation began to form an organization with those who shared their will.

They didnt need a clan or management.

They were the only ones who moved them, and their goal was only to clear the Thought World.

They were born as humans, chosen as collectors, and walked toward the sky.

Those who gathered stories discarded the name of collector.

Now they called themselves Walkers.

And.

Along with the appearance of the Walkers, new Tellers broke through the sky and descended to Earth.

The Earths pie had grown much bigger than before, and more than half of the pentagram members who had been laying eggs had left.

The tellers who came down from the remaining seven departments of the drawing room and some of the tellers who did not belong to any department had a dream of making a fortune, and they tried to squeeze in somehow.

Fortunately, there were plenty of vacancies for them.

The problem was that there were too many vacancies.

That is

Romulaxis, who was looking down at the scenery of the lower world from a high place in the sky, turned his head as he felt an unpleasant wave coming from not far away.

There were two classes of tellers there.

One group was tellers who hid their identities by wearing black robes.

The other group was tellers who wore strange masks and bulky clothes.

Just by looking at their appearance, the two groups that could not be called the same race belonged to two other organizations that were long-time rivals of the Celestial Corporation.

Exodus and Comedians.

Romulaxis thought that the chiefs words were true and set out to find his first contractor who returned to the lower world for the first time.

The ones they mainly looked at were those who had more fighting spirit than anyone else.

They were walkers.

***

Golden lights wandered around the universe.

They did not flock together and moved individually.

They were looking for a place that suited them.

A place rich in stories.

A place where many stories gather.

A place where there are more audiences than anyone else.

Countless golden lights roamed the vast universe, the entire region of the hybrid system, but they could not find it easily.

The golden lights did not know what they were looking for.

The golden lights had no will.

They just moved instinctively.

They were not living beings, but rather close to a kind of concept.

Then one day.

The golden lights felt a stream that crossed this hybrid system.

Countless texts that were invisible to others formed a huge river like a galaxy and flowed to one side.

It was a sign that some story was about to be born.

The golden lights sensed the flow. And they felt a familiar energy at the end of it.

It was an energy similar to theirs, and more than anything, it was something much bigger than them.

A conceptual golden light that was invisible to peoples eyes.

One by one, they descended to Earth.