Regression Is Too Much chapter 225

225 – Returners are mentally weak (4)

The gimmick ‘There are monsters among us’ is a very time-honored cliché. In horror movies, people kill a person and then act out wearing that person’s skin, and in fantasy tower climbing movies, doppelgängers appear to encourage internal strife.

No, broadly speaking, similar emotions abound in games. From traditional mafia games to the recently hugely popular Among Us and its subspecies Deokmong Us. This may be because the process of finding the culprit with limited information is very interesting.

I also have extensive knowledge in this field. I enjoyed the unique psychological battle, so I often enjoyed it as a game, and whenever I came out of a creative work, I smiled with the feeling of ‘this is this.’ Of course, I also considered the possibility of it appearing at the tower I was climbing.

However, there was no major worry. Rather, I hoped that ‘it would be nice if this type of layer appeared’. Why? Because I’m a regressor.

Is there a monster lurking among us? Failed to guess who it is? This is so sad. Should we regress and try again? hehehehe, really. I have no idea who the culprit might be.

The best advantage of a regressor is information. But this is the layer where finding out information is key? Even if I try, I can’t wake up. Therefore, I thought that this layer was the easiest and most difficult layer imaginable.

“I remember… It’s not getting better… “

“I’m going crazy.”

Until there was confusion in my memory.

Just now, the fog that filled the surroundings seemed to have the effect of blurring human memories, making it impossible to recognize people even if they had been seen just before. It’s probably the result of magical power, and we’ll have to experiment to see if it can resist… Assuming that the fog cannot be stopped, this return of mine has no meaning.

You went back and found the culprit? You remembered the face? Then what should I do? I would have forgotten everything anyway because of the fog. If you can’t even remember the face of someone you saw 10 minutes ago, what’s the use of regression?

There is no point in taking preemptive measures before the fog erases memories. Monsters do not appear before the fog surrounds people, and after they appear, there is no memory, so it is meaningless. Would it work if I decided on some kind of keyword before looking at the fog? I don’t know. This also requires experimentation.

So, is this a situation where there is no answer? That’s not it.

First of all, the positive part is that you don’t have to worry about developments like ‘in fact, they were all monsters.’ There are clearly two monsters here and eight players. There is an enemy.

In some creative works, there is a development that says, ‘In fact, the main character was a fake and a monster,’ but I am very glad that there is no chance that he is a monster who inherited the memories of a human named ‘Kim Jun-ho’ without my knowledge. The life of a monster who doesn’t know he is a monster must be sad.

Also, I have a few advantages that I can use… I think I can try using this myself later.

Finally, as a really, really last resort… It is comforting to know that there is an option to take pictures.

Ten humans who exist here. Excluding me, seven are players and two are monsters.

There are 36 ways to choose two out of nine. The probability is roughly about 3%, so if you try 30 to 40 times, you can get it right at least once. Of course, in the process, many innocent people will be stabbed. This is literally a last resort.

“First, let’s have a conversation.”

As it was best to resolve the issue verbally before it got to that point, I quickly began to think about it. Is there any way to resolve this before TOP reaches his desired ‘mission’? First of all, it is a common sense test.

“Everyone, you know the most famous hamburger brand, right? You know why. “That famous one.”

“… Well, you know.”

“Why is that suddenly happening?”

“Maybe monsters don’t know? When everyone says one, two, three, let’s say the brand name. Any Earthling would know. “Isn’t that right?”

“Good.”

People exchanging glances for a moment. The numbers one, two, three pass by in an instant.

“””McDonald’s.”””

Everyone said the name of the hamburger brand at the same time. No one hesitated, and they spoke with one mind and one voice.

“What, how do you know?”

“Isn’t the monster reading our thoughts?”

“Then the f*ck, how are you supposed to wake up? Does that make sense?”

“Well, everyone calm down…” Now let’s talk about ourselves. “If you’re here right now, wouldn’t you all know this person?”

Next is the time to say each person’s name and nationality. There were two main problems here.

First.

“No, you don’t know me? Really? In Turkey, I am now a national hero? “You don’t know me?”

“No, even if he is a national hero… “I don’t remember.”

As a result of people’s memories becoming blurred… Verification based on memories from Earth has become impossible. Each side claimed that they were good players and famous people, but… Honestly, I don’t know.

You may not know this because I focused my research on players in Korea, but other players tell a different story. This can only be the result of the fog.

And second.

“Okay, then, since I’ve heard the whole story… Let’s vote. Who was the most suspicious? “Whose story did you think was made up?”

“… “I didn’t know there was one.”

“To be honest, it all seemed plausible.”

The story created by monsters… The level of completion was very high. It was clear that the two people were monsters, but it was impossible to tell by simply hearing the story. I know all the floors I’ve been through before, I have a lot of common sense about the Earth, and I have good information about my hometown.

“It could be that the monster does not know that it is a monster.”

“… “f*ck.”

Unless the monster is ‘acting’, there is no way to find out through simple psychological warfare. I think I’m confident, so what’s the use of digging a trap?

In the end, the discussion returns to the starting point. How do we uncover the monster?

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“… “

“… “

A sticky silence flows.

“Everyone.”

The man who claimed he was a Turkish hero opened his mouth.

“… “Everyone, gather around.”

-Sereung.

A long sword that is pulled out with a bloody sound. The man who drew his sword roughly placed it on the dirt floor and then looked around at us.

“Cut your own arm with this.”

“… “What does that mean?”

“I once saw a similar movie, where the monsters had different blood colors. So everyone, show me the color of your blood. “Let’s see if it’s red or green.”

Of course, there are creations with different blood colors because they are transformed monsters. Or there were some guys who only showed their true colors when they got hurt.

“Good.”

“Should I go first?”

Other players seem to have no disagreement with this. Each person had a small wound, and it was confirmed that red blood was flowing from their body.

“… “

“… “

Yes, except me.

A situation where everyone is looking at my arm. The pressure of that gaze was truly incredible, to the point where I swallowed my saliva without realizing it. What should I do about this?

Cutting your arm with a knife here has no meaning. I will end up regressing anyway, and the same situation will repeat itself in the next episode.

“Everyone saw blood except me anyway, so what does this mean?”

“What does that mean? “Don’t change your mind.”

“No, think about it. There are two monsters. I saw blood nine times. Doesn’t the fact that everyone but me bleed red already prove that this means nothing?”

“… Hmm.”

“And I have the trait of becoming weak when I get hurt. “This is to prepare for emergency situations, so please understand.”

I think about half of them were convinced by my rational explanation, but about half of them still had doubts.

“Okay, next time I’m going to stab someone with a knife and then call it a trait, right? “What a convenient excuse.”

“Well, what you say may be true. Because there are no logical errors. But I hope you understand that it makes logical sense for us to be suspicious of you.”

“… “

I understood their position. It’s a situation where everyone but me has their arms cut, and if I’m the only one who refuses, it’s very suspicious.

No, this is not the only problem. I want to lead the discussion myself. I want to uncover the monster. But am I actually being suspicious? A person under suspicion cannot lead a conversation. Because there is no trust.

“If it’s a game… “

In times like this, if it’s a game… There is a concept you can use. It is a concept called confirmed citizenship, or ‘assurance’.

To compare it to a mafia game, politicians do not die even if they are voted out, so they intentionally induce people to vote for themselves. If no one dies as a result of people voting for him, that person is confirmed as a politician, and people can fully believe what he says.

In other games, there are missions that only citizens can complete. If another player witnesses the so-called ‘confirmation mission’ being carried out, the player’s sincerity will not be questioned.

Then I… How can I prove that I am a citizen? How can one claim to be innocent?

Actually, there is one simple way.

“Whoa.”

Close your eyes. Concentrate your magic power. Magic power is circulated quickly just before the internal organs are affected and before regression occurs.

Out.

-Whaaa!

It exhales.

“What are you doing?”

“What the f*ck… !”

Pure white fog spreading at high speed.

The panicked players took out their weapons and tried to respond, but the gap between them was narrow and my surprise attack was much faster. Since it is a ‘chill’ that has no substance in the first place, cutting it with a weapon is useless.

As a result of direct exposure to ‘chill’, the muscles become stiff, magical energy is reduced, and the body cannot move normally. It is safe to say that he is completely neutralized at the superhuman level.

“Pfft…” !”

But does that mean they are also top-tier players? Even while his body was shutting down, he tried to protect his vital areas as much as possible and at the same time forcefully generate magical energy to regain control of his body. Even when the initiative was taken away from her, she made the best decision.

Of course.

“… ”

“… “

I had no intention of taking any further action here. They just stare blankly at the players whose bodies are not moving.

By the time the frozen players regained their senses, and instead of the sounds of a bloody battle, all they could hear was the sound of snow rolling left and right.

“… “What do you want to say?”

One player asked. This is the question I was waiting for.

“Just looking at this, there’s no way I’m a monster, right?”

“What does that mean?”

“I am too strong to play the role of a monster. “If I were a monster, no one would be able to get past the 23rd floor.”

“… “

“… “

Although there were players with strangely distorted expressions, there were no players who refuted.

That’s how I was recognized as a human being.

Through overwhelming force.