What was he doing now and for what purpose? To become an excellent player, you must always be aware of your goals and means. By doing so, you could reduce unnecessary wasted time. It was the same as the beginning of a life of efficient gaming.
Lams.
Even as I licked my lips, my head was busy organizing what I had to accomplish by entering the community this time. Without needing to think much, it all ended with one sentence. The objective was to discover the identity of the GM.
Mmmm, this would be best.
Lion Style Form 4, Possession. Beyond the method of action, this was a posture that allowed me to carry on a conversation naturally as if I had been possessed by the person in question. I made it up a moment ago.
«Haha, were you surprised?» When I laughed like the old man, the white man's eyes widened.
«I-are you really him, sir?» His voice was welcoming, but did he feel a disparity? The guard that seemed to have lowered a little only rose higher. «But your height is different... Your skin too...»
Haha, you have a lot of doubts as a newbie. Someday you will be a great person.
I spoke as if I was quite happy to receive that doubt. «That's your case too». My tone was like that of a grandfather kindly teaching his grandson.
The man looked around as if he had just realized something, then checked his reflection in the glass window on the wall. «Ah, so this is the real you?»
«That's right.»
«But why the mask...?»
«I don't want to show my true face to others».
«Ah...»
What ah? It was pretty fun to watch him nod as if he understood my circumstances, but I maintained my composure. I wasn't Hansu Lee right now.
«Haha, how is this here?» I decided to start with a light question and gather the information step by step.
«Oh right... I'm not sure yet. I'm also not quite sure how to do what you told me...»
Did I tell? I had no idea what he was talking about, so I pulled out Form 2, Stay Still. Using the secret ability that always took me halfway, I quickly felt a bite.
«The... materialization you mentioned? Even that is not so easy...»
Ah, eye.
Fortunately, it was something he was familiar with. To be active in the Ghost Fighters community, it was an essential method of operation.
It usually only works in the inner world. But since he took over as a teacher, I guess it works for him here too.
I interpreted the situation quickly and naturally continued the conversation. «Haha, it's natural that you find it difficult at first. I'll help you a little. Is there anything you want to eat?»
«...Sí.»
«Close your eyes and imagine it in your head in detail. Imagine that it is in your hands. Yes, good job. You learn fast».
«Sorry...?»
«Would you like to open your eyes?»
«Yes... huh?» The man opened his eyes and opened them wide at the hamburger in his hand. Then he took a big bite. «...I can't taste it.»
Oh that? Sorry, that feature was removed when the Round Table was created before you came... But there's no need to tell him that cruel truth.
«That's inevitable, so don't be discouraged».
«True...» The man nodded in acceptance, but he still couldn't hide his discomfort.
It's not that I couldn't sympathize. When I first came to Ghostbusters, I also couldn't hide my disappointment after trying the can of Coca-Cola in the refrigerator.
«Ah, um.»
«Talk.»
«But what happened to you, sir? He told me he would never see him again...» Judging by the nuance, he didn't doubt me but was simply curious.
It wasn't a very difficult question so I answered it easily. «I was worried about you. I thought I should meet you here at least once and give you help before I leave».
«Ah, I see...!» As a naive rookie, the man trusted this without a doubt.
As soon as I saw this, I knew it was the perfect time. Since I had gained a little trust in him, it was time to do some research. «Don't worry too much.» I patted the man on the shoulder and let go indifferently as if I had no ulterior motive: «For someone with magical talent like you, you will quickly improve in materialization».
The GM was a magician. I became convinced of this when I met him in person, but the reason I deliberately chose the word «talent» was simple. It was best to be careful with everything. Since he was only in his first year, it was possible that he was not yet a magician.
«Ah, magic... that's why you chose me, sir.» Judging by his tone, it sounded like he had already taken the magician's route. «Still, there is something I don't fully understand. There would be many more capable than a half-mage like me, but why...?»
«Don't put yourself down. How many of those called to this world have established themselves as quickly as you? You will surely become a bigger person». When I began to praise him out of ignorance, the man looked away as if he was embarrassed. At this point, I tried to investigate his identity once again. «By the way, what was your rank?»
«Rango 6.»
That? I was really surprised. It wouldn't have even been a year since he was called here, but rank 6? Was that possible at that time?
When those doubts began to arise, the man murmured in a self-deprecating voice: «Fortunately, my rank is high, but I still can't use magic properly, so I live on the edge every day...»
That answered my questions. Combining the fact that he previously called himself a half-mage and said that he couldn't use magic right now, it meant that the character he possessed was already a mage! Statistically, a possessed body was set at twenty years old. However, unlike an explorer who could only enter the maze as an adult, a mage could change classes from an early age.
Ha, while I started from scratch as a barbarian.
As I began to feel jealous of another person for the first time in a long time, I recorded in my head the information I needed to remember. So there were cases like this among evil spirits.
«Um... what's up?»
I laughed. «It's nothing. I'm just proud of you».
«Please don't be like that. I'm ashamed...»
«Ashamed? How come knowing your flaws and working hard is something to be ashamed of?»
At the warm words that pricked my mouth, the man looked at me, moved. «Sir...!»
Well, this should be the daze state in the game.
I snuck into a question. «But... what's your name?»
It was time for him to hear the identity of the GM, of whom only rumors abounded. I knew he was a magician, but I still didn't know his name or face, so I wanted to take this opportunity to learn his identity.
«Excuse me? My name? Why...?» The man seemed confused at my question. Doubt showed signs of arising in his eyes, which he had worked hard to erase generating his confidence until now.
Well, I guess it won't work this way.
I quickly made a decision and pulled out Plan B. Plan A was simply testing the waters first. «Haha, I was asking your real name.»
«R-real name?» When I jokingly asked him, the man seemed bewildered before exhaling in relief. «Ah... no wonder. I was wondering why you suddenly asked my name. You have no reason to ask that...»
«Haha, I was just asking out of curiosity, so you don't have to answer if you're not comfortable».
«No. There's no use hiding my real name. My name is Oliver Wiseman».
«What a nice name that sounds, haha...» I laughed like the old man and filtered Oliver Wiseman through the other ear. As you said before, what good was that? Real names were useless here.
«But, sir?»
«¿Mmm?»
«Can I ask for some advice?»
«Of course. Forward.»
«You told me to turn this place into a place for evil spirits (no, players) to interact».
¿That lights?
«Hice.»
«I think I can produce the pill you talked about with a little more study, but I have no idea about the other parts. Could you give me some advice on this?»
«Mmm...»
«I don't know how to start decorating this place».
Oh that. After some thought, I told the DJ something that would become great advice. As long as I had made my decision, there was nothing difficult about it. If he didn't know how to run this community, I just had to tell him what I saw in the future.
«While this world categorizes them as evil spirits, they will be reluctant to enter this place. It seems that there needs to be a system that can maintain complete anonymity».
«Ah! I have an idea for that part! I think I can create something like an Internet community...»
«Internet Community?»
«I'm sorry. That would be a strange term for you.»
The DJ explained the community in an easy-to-understand way, as if describing modern culture to an old man. For someone who lived with the Internet my entire life, it was a completely useless explanation. However, I learned one thing from this.
So Auril didn't show up properly.
Judging from this man's words, it seemed that Auril only presented himself as an otherworldly evil spirit. Anyway, this wasn't important.
«Oh, that sounds like a good idea. But while you're at it, I think it would also be a good idea to use the computer you mentioned before. It fits the shape of a community, and it would be easier for «People fit something they are familiar with».
«Oh... you're right!»
«It would also be a good idea to create something like an exchange so that both parties benefit each other. If they can exchange real things without revealing their identities, it will become an attractive place for them».
«Guau...»
«And when you send those pills, send them a letter in their native language to explain what kind of place this is».
«Incredible...! It's pretty amazing that you got the concept of computers and communities right away, but think about this too...!»
For a while, I explained the final setting of Ghostbusters to the DJ as if to give him some advice. With each piece, the GM exclaimed in admiration.
But did he have this thought late? «It will be an extraordinary place from what I heard. But how can I create them?» the GM asked, bowing his head. I had nothing to say about that.
How, you ask? The engineer must discover that. How would you know the method?
I spoke firmly. «If it's you, you can do it».
«Sorry...?»
«Your materialization may still be inexperienced, but little by little you will get used to it. I believe in you».
«Oh, sure...» the GM responded half-heartedly, seemingly without confidence, but it wasn't something I should worry about. Anyway, that's how the future turned out.
There I finished the debate on feasibility and resumed design work. «Oh, and one more thing. How about we write the entry password at the end of the letter?»
«Do you mean a password?»
«Yes, if you use an insult to the palace as a password, you should be able to filter out spies to some extent».
In truth, the PS served as a password later. Of course, it didn't mean much. Regardless of whether she got the correct password or not, Soul Queen had to approve her membership after a verification process. Being an insightful person, I discovered the trick hidden in the letter and entered the password before it even arrived.
Oh, thinking about it, the password abbreviation is PW, not PS.
How did that happen? Was it just a stroke of luck? It suddenly occurred to me that there might be another way to crack the password, but it wasn't a matter of thinking about that now.
«Sir, are you feeling unwell?»
«Ahem, no. Where was he?»
«You were talking about a way to discern spies».
«Oh well.» After that, I transmitted information from the contents of the letter to individual private spaces and measures to filter out and expel the spies.
These should be sufficient guidelines.
Although I would surely miss some details when conveying this verbally, I wasn't particularly worried. This wasn't the first time I've experienced this since I came into the past. Whether he said it or not, this mansion would slowly become the community he knew.
Hmm, maybe this was the role I had left to play in this era...
Thinking that, I suddenly worried that they would send me back to the present as soon as I left the community.
No, come on. That won't happen.
I tried to get rid of my worries.
«But, sir...» the general manager began cautiously. «This is not certain, but the person you talked about at the end last time. I think I know who they are. Um... when you found out that I finished the game in 15x mode, remember how you said that one day there would be a user who overcomes the original difficulty? The person who will make the long-awaited wish of all players come true?
Ah, that's what they were talking about. When I understood the context of their conversation, I shuddered.
That is why he did not transmit information about the future to just anyone.
Now that I saw him, he had been assigned a surveillance post. However, GM himself was not aware of this.
But what is this about a long-awaited desire? Are you talking about the Gate of the Abyss? Hmm, maybe that old man just said whatever he needed to motivate the GM, that I have to show up to get them back.
Anyway, I decided to think about this later. «So?»
When I stated this, the GM kept talking. «I've thought about it ever since and I have an idea who it could be. He was very famous in the community, his name was Piedra Iven... and someone he respected very much. When I passed 15x mode, I received a lot of help from it.»
I knew who that person was without him having to say it, but at the time I was dressed as Auril Gavis, so I asked with false anticipation: «And who is that?»
«He is someone who called himself Elfnuna».
«¿Mmm?»
«It's not certain, but in my opinion, there is no one else who can overcome the original difficulty. And didn't you say last time that this user would be a barbarian? Coincidentally, it is said that he mainly raised Barbarian Shield«.
«I see...it's okay. But since nothing is certain, it would be best to leave as many possibilities open as possible. That person may not be a barbarian.» I added this casually to create confusion in the follow-up process. But was this a mistake?
«Excuse me? Aren't you a barbarian?»
Uh, why are you suddenly excited?
Surprised, I still laughed quietly. «Haha, I just wanted to say it was a possibility».
«I see...» The GM spoke as if he agreed, but his eyes said otherwise. «Sir?»
«Talk.»
«Can I be so bold as to ask you one more question?» The DJ looked me straight in the eyes, which were the only thing visible through the mask, and asked: «What's my name?»
Oh, what a nuisance.
When I thought about it, maybe I underestimated it too much. Even if he may have been a rookie, he was a veteran who led the community for over twenty years and kept his identity completely hidden. Although his immediate judgment skills may have been lacking at his best, his intelligence itself would not be.
The fact is that my appearance was different from the outside. However, he was still wearing a mask and I also asked his name. Even if I gave valid reasons for everyone to accept them, the disparity would still have accumulated. No matter how much he tried to act like the old man, he couldn't do it perfectly. This man would have constantly felt that something was missing from our conversation, and my words now would have been a critical mistake.
«... Why don't you say anything?»
At his question, I laughed bitterly and silently. Now that it had come to this, it was not the time to wonder how it happened.
«Is it because you don't know my name?»
I quickly spoke, interrupting the GM. «Zerkif Elmen Mackinder.» I didn't drop a random name in a hurry.
«There are three. Should I tell you all of them?»
This was the name of one of the three wizards Baekho once suspected were the GM. So, the probability was 33.3%. Before giving up, it was a good chance to try. So how about the results?
There was a moment of silence. The CEO's voice began to radiate hostility. «You... who are you?»