47 – Pressing This Button (3)
“Cecilia, your meal is ready.”
“Oh, what is this?”
“It’s a gift from the country. I heard it’s a preserved food made by drying fresh fish in the wind.”
The chef placed the plate on the table, saying that it was marinated with the special seasoning she had developed.
Cecilia’s expression was not good as she looked at the red lump on the table.
During her stay in the country to subdue the ‘Enemy of the Sun,’ the meals she received were all terrible.
According to the teaching of the holy spirit, which stated that gluttony was a sin, the priests there routinely ate strange and unappetizing food that could hardly be called a meal.
Rice mixed with soup, toothpaste-flavored ice cream, various colored fried chicken, and so on…
Sure enough, as she cautiously picked up the fork and brought the unidentified fish stew to her mouth, she trembled at the terrible texture and the difficulty of swallowing.
A monstrous thing on the plate that could easily be resurrected as a zombie.
Although she felt sorry for the person who made the food, she never expected that the fish would be so humiliated after it died.
“Ugh.”
“Cecilia, are you alright?”
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“Do you have any other food? It seems that my taste buds are not… “
“I-I’m sorry, but the thing is…”
Hastily bowing his head, the chef apologized.
He went on to explain that there was a problem with the ingredients that had been delivered to the mansion, sweating profusely.
“The company missed the delivery, so we couldn’t make any dishes except for this!”
“……”
“It seems that the cafeteria on the first floor is experiencing the same problem. We must thoroughly ensure that such mistakes do not happen again next time….”
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[When you press this button, one of Gonic’s posts that you hate will turn into a tactical nuke]
(Button) – 150P
Will you press it?
— Press it right away
— Bring a sewing kit
— Damn it, I’ll be exposed too!!
— Hurry up and work, damn it!!!
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[There’s a button here]
(Button) – 790P
There’s nothing special about it, but pressing it will make you feel good~
— What is this?
– Ah, at least write an explanation ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
– Nothing is happening? Isn’t this a scam to get points?
ㄴ It’s a button that triggers female climax in 10 minutes~
ㄴ Wtf?
ㄴ Damn, I pressed it ten times already
ㄴ Ten times? I’m so jealous
ㄴ ?
ㄴ Sir
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[Here is a button]
(Button) – 10P
The explanation isn’t finished yet, stop pressing!!!
– Yeah, as if that’s possible. Just mindlessly spamming it ㅋㅋㅋ
– Only 10 points? Let’s just give it a try
– It’s fun in itself to just press it and wait to see what happens ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
– Seriously, it feels like my brain is melting with this
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Even if my head explodes, Meteor
If you press this button, meteors will fall one by one over the heads of the sorcerers claiming that it’s not ice magic.
(Button) – 1,500P
Everyone, press it quickly!
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The Wasp Gang Leader
“If you press this button, one innocent bee will die.”
In reality, there is no button.
There is nothing like an innocent bee.
Taking advantage of this confusion, the Wasp Gang exterminates the bee colony.
Let’s go, it’s hunting time.
– I’m the Wasp Gang~ I’m going to kill the bees~ I’m the Wasp Gang~ I’m going to kill the bees~ I’m the Wasp Gang~ I’m going to kill the bees~ I’m the Wasp Gang~ I’m going to kill the bees~
– The gallery is getting crowded, so all kinds of scoundrels are coming out ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
– Uiiing…… These guys with hasty personalities haven’t even sold a bulletin board yet~
ㄴ Buuiing…… They’re just insecticides like the Wasp Gang, who can’t even make buttons because they don’t have enough points~
– What on earth did they make……?
ㄴ Well…… destruction?
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“Ah! It’s a mini meteor!”
“I told you not to press anything just because you were curious!”
“Where are you going? Class is about to start.”
“I, I need to use the restroom for a moment…!”
“You have to attend, or else you’ll lose your credits if you can’t find the Dimensional Glass classroom one more time.”
“Oh, no! Let go of this! Ohh, Ohgog, Ohgog!!”
It was a mess.
He thought as he walked through the hellish city that had suddenly appeared.
The button’s function was a carefully balanced magic.
In order to be active in the gallery, you needed to accumulate points, and as the desired requirements increased, the mana required for production also increased exponentially.
Therefore, it was designed to be almost impossible to summon a foreign newspaper with just one click or actually kill someone.
Even I, who had almost infinite points, had such a small amount of mana that I couldn’t create deceitful abilities.
“Today, I don’t have anything to eat. At least this… Hikkyaaak!!?”
At most, adding “julienned dandelion pretending to be squid” as a side dish to the marinated black cod that Marie would eat.
Leaving behind her suffering in the cafeteria, I walked towards the challenge of the 20th floor trial.
On the way, Sal Sal approached me, trembling slightly from his waist.
– JㄷDak
“Why are you trembling, Sal Sal?”
– I nㅏ pㅗint bㅗjㅗㄱㅎㅐ
I untied the location note fragment tied to his handle and examined what he wanted.
The writing was crude and small, making it difficult to read, but it was a button that would return me to my original physical form when pressed.
However, Sal Sal, who used to be a former spammer, had never received many recommendations on his posts, so he lacked points.
Furthermore, it required an absurd amount of mana to restore the sealed creature’s body that had been sealed for a hundred years with just a single button.
“This condition is impossible to fulfill. Maybe if we narrow down the scope and impose penalties.”
— Are you sure?
“For example, like this.”
All magic rituals must have identical causes.
The only magic that deviates from this law is ‘curses’.
Just like how instead of Mariel suffering from a painful meal, a perverted bug would gain a normal s*xual desire.
If the payment is insufficient, you can substitute it with something else.
I added more realistic conditions for the creature to regain its original body.
Even so, since it was originally a renowned magician, complete resurrection was impossible.
“If you press this button, instead of Toby losing a thousand strands of hair, you will regain your freedom. It will take approximately thirty minutes.”
— …….
“What will you do? By the way, Toby has a blind date with another graduate student in a few days….”
— Fine.
Without caring at all about her brother’s future, she pressed the button without hesitation.
However, nothing happened.
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(Button) – 1,700,000P
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— Just great.
– Point Boosting
The method of collecting points is simple.
You can write posts and comments in the gallery to receive many recommendations, or you can succeed in betting when there are events like magical festivals.
However, the points that Sal Sal-i has collected so far are barely around 100,000.
Compared to the fact that he has written over 70,000 posts begging for help, it was a very small amount.
“Well, what should I do about this?”
As for the points, I could give them to him fluidly, just like when I created the bulletin board, even though I didn’t add a personal transaction feature.
But the best condition for negotiations is when the other person wants something that is in my hands.
I gently stroked the hilt of the discouraged guy’s sword and said,
“It’s true that there are more and more bulletin boards that are not being managed properly these days, and the moderators are having a hard time. But if we leave them alone, they might cause disasters like train terrorism again.”
– Disaster?
“If you could manage those bulletin boards for me, I think I could help you collect points… What do you think?”
Unlike me, who can only log in for a mere 20 hours a day, this guy can dedicate all his time to trolling without eating or sleeping.
Just by reporting excessive posts like some kind of bot, he could alleviate half of my worries.
– Ha…rd.
“Sure, sure, then you’ll be stationed in the gallery 24 hours from now on?”
– Seriously?
“Well, given the difficult times in the city these days, how about 1 point per hour…”
Before I could finish my sentence, the tip of the sword started trembling.
Come to think of it, this guy was the only one who could assassinate me in my bed at midnight.
“I’ll give you a hundred points. You promised to help me return to my original body, so you should do this much.”
– Joa Juddak Saraang
A contract fell from the sky with a thud!
I could feel the meticulousness of someone who, true to the Summoning School, left evidence even for a small deal.
After signing with my left hand in a wavy manner, the magic elevator had already arrived on the 20th floor.
I took out the core of the labyrinth from my backpack and proceeded forward to show off this amazing magic to the spirits.
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[Connection with Joa Juddak has been interrupted again!!!]
If you want a “button to forcibly return Joa Juddak from the current life,” please recommend.
[Recommend: 5634 / Do not recommend: 21]
– Why did they disappear at this timing? LOL
– They must be sobbing in the pit of lava LOL
– Joa Juddak isn’t here? Just wait and see.
I’m going to make a nuclear launch button LOL
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To overcome the trials on the 20th floor, I had to meet the spirits.
Normally, they are beings that cannot be perceived without a Spirit Gate, but it’s different in the “Hall of Spirits.”
As I walked through the hall with intriguing magic, the spirits showed their interest in their own ways.
However, even after wandering around the temple-like place for hours, I couldn’t sense any presence of approaching spirits.
Wherever my footsteps led, there was a sense of something hanging in the air, disappearing. As this repetitive feeling continued, I gradually started to feel annoyed.
“I wanted to finish it in one go.”
Unable to help myself, I stepped outside once. As expected, as time passed, more and more creative buttons were being created.
If all the users’ points were taken away, the chaos would calm down, but a war might break out before that.
Especially, the conflict between the weakened “Honeybee Gang” and the emerging “Horsefly Gang” was intensifying.
While there were cases where the spirits sent back the magic with contemptuous mockery, there had never been a case where they didn’t even approach, so I was bewildered.
However, among the people I knew, there was not a single person from the Spirit School.
The most recent one I saw was a spirit user from Selucia, who was wandering around after being exposed to a tactical nuclear bomb.
“Oh, right.”
As I pondered, I thought of one person and opened my location note to send a message.
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— Administrator: Bu-ung-a
— Administrator: If you have nothing to do, come down to the 19th floor for a moment
— Administrator: Bu-ung-a, answer
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His skills were questionable, but he was a guy who claimed to be a spirit user.