Chapter 7: Ep. 2 – Protagonist, I

The subway train stopped around halfway past Dongho Bridge.

"Oh my god…"

Several survivors stood up and looked at the scene taking place outside—

the ruined Seoul and the collapsed buildings. Monsters reminiscent of a

giant snake were eating the wreckage of a fighter jet that had crashed into

the Han River.

"W-What the hell…!"

I recognized their identity at once. An ichthyosaur. A monster that was

commonly called a sea serpent, it would later be classified as a 7th grade

monster in the world of Ways of Survival. One of the ichthyosaurs looked

in this direction.

"U-Uwaaah! It is coming!"

People screamed with fright. However, I just looked apathetically at the

approaching ichthyosaur. These guys couldn't be a threat. The ichthyosaur

circled around the bottom of Dongho Bridge and vanished into an air

bubble. In the world of Ways of Survival, 'scenarios' took precedence over

anything else. As long as we were protected by the scenario, we wouldn't

have to deal with such monsters straight away. At least for now.

[Compensation settlement is delayed due to an unexpected scenario check.

Please wait.]

The compensation settlement should've started right now but only an error

message floated in the air. It was probably due to me. I looked down at Kim

Namwoon's body which only had the torso remaining. According to the

original Ways of Survival, Kim Namwoon killed most of the people in this

carriage and moved on to the next scenario.

However, I stopped it. If my thoughts were right, those who would be angry

at Kim Namwoon's death would appear. Here? Not here. They were in the

sky above.

[Due to the death of character 'Kim Namwoon', two constellations show a

faint hostility towards you.]

Constellations. They were mysterious beings in Ways of Survival. They sat

watching from the distant nebulas and were the masterminds of this

tragedy. Once the constellation's preferences notification appeared, I

realized that it was now starting in earnest.

It was funny. A day ago, our positions were opposite. Now they were the

ones watching me.

[A handful of constellations admire your scenario.]

[Constellations have sponsored you 500 coins.]

If there were some constellations who disliked me, there would also be

some who liked me. Either way, it was an uncomfortable situation.

However, I couldn't do anything about them right now. It was my turn to be

a clown. I picked up Kim Namwoon's Swiss Army knife on the ground and

thought— feel free to watch. They will end up paying the admission fee

with their lives.

"…Dokja-ssi? Are you okay?"

I looked up and saw Yoo Sangah's face. Her shoulders were sagging. Blood

covered her white blouse and there was a run in her stockings. The Yoo

Sangah I knew was gone. I held Yoo Sangah's hand and said, "I'm sorry. I

couldn't save the grandmother."

I looked down at the body of the grandmother that was missing its head. I

didn't know the name of the grandmother. In the future, many people would

die in a similar manner. Yoo Sangah looked at me with a complicated gaze.

"How is Dokja-ssi so…"

"Yes?"

"Ah, it is nothing. Rather… Thank you."

"What do you mean?"

"That, I…"

I belatedly thought back to the previous scene. I had thrown the net in Yoo

Sangah's direction. I knew what she was thinking and said, "It was just a

coincidence. It won't happen twice."

"Ah…" Yoo Sangah nodded silently. She didn't know the truth but she was

smart. She knew what I meant. Someone lived because of my choice and

someone else died. No matter how she survived, I didn't deserve a thank

you.

[Wow, amazing.]

The dokkaebi appeared in the air.

[What on earth happened here? I was just watching the other carriages…]

There was a mixture of delight and surprise on the dokkaebi's face.

Twinkling stars floated over the dokkaebi's head. I counted the number of

stars. One, two, three… Twenty, twenty one. Twenty one in total. He would

be happy.

[For 21 people to be connected to my channel… Haha, isn't this quite good?

Gosh, thank you for your sponsorship. Constellations. Haha, everyone! Did

you properly show off your value?]

The number of stars meant the number of constellations connected to the

channel. 21 wasn't a lot, but it was a strange number for a beginner

dokkaebi.

[The number of survivors is quite high? The fellow in the next carriage was

a nutter as well… It seems that things are quite interesting today.]

The dokkaebi manipulated something in the air. A moment later, a list of

survivors came up.

[Survivors from the 3434 Train to Bulgwang, Carriage 3807: Kim Dokja,

Lee Hyunsung, Yoo Sangah, Han Myungoh and Lee Gilyoung. A total of

five survivors.]

Five people. There were more survivors than I thought. I looked at the faces

of the survivors one by one.

Lee Hyunsung had a good physique and excellent motor skills, so it was

expected that he would survive. I even expected Yoo Sangah to survive—to

a certain extent. Additionally, there was Lee Gilyoung. If my guess was

right, 'Lee Gilyoung' was the name of the boy standing next to me. The fluid of the crushed grasshopper was still on the boy's hands. He squeezed

the grasshopper I had given him.

The boy was looking at his mother, who lost her head. The boy's mother

had abandoned him to join in on killing the grandmother. The boy had just

watched the whole thing from beginning to end. I hesitated for a moment

before touching the boy's shoulder. It wasn't foolish sympathy. To put it

simply, this was…

That's right. Hypocrisy.

"Kid." The boy slowly turned his head and in his eyes, I could see the fear

of death that he experienced for the first time in his life. It was an

unavoidable instinct. This boy wasn't grieving his mother's death. He was

just afraid of his own death. It was natural. He was human. "Do you want to

live?"

The boy's eyes shook anxiously. His body trembled with a force that

couldn't be resisted. Then little by little, the boy's head moved.

"Then let's go together."

Lee Gilyoung moved slowly and came close to my legs. Yoo Sangah was

watching me with an impressed expression. I unintentionally caused

another misunderstanding. In fact, it was meant to be seen. However, the

target wasn't Yoo Sangah.

[A few constellations are impressed with your good deed.]

[Constellations have sponsored you 200 coins.]

I couldn't help thinking that it was a low move, but I also wanted to live.

Given the upcoming major events, it was essential to draw the attention of

the constellations right now.

"W-Will you release us now? Didn't you get what you wanted?" Han

Myungoh, whose shirt was torn, shouted from half a dozen steps away.

Department Head Han Myungoh. He was a lucky human. I couldn't help

wondering: Why was Han Myungoh riding the subway when he had so

much money? This was the man who had shown off a new Mercedes-Benz

S-Class not long ago.

[Hrmm, release? Haven't you looked outside? Do you really want to go out

there?] The dokkaebi chuckled. [It is somehow admirable. In fact, I didn't

expect much from this carriage but you managed to pass the first scenario.

This proves that even bugs deserve to survive.]

His words made us realize our position. Maybe we were like grasshoppers

in his eyes.

[Now now, shouldn't there be a reward for overcoming the hardships? As a

reward for the first scenario, you are entitled to the sponsorship of the

'constellations'. Waahhh! How about it? Aren't you looking forward to it?

Hmm, you are all unenthusiastic. This is really a big deal.]

The reaction was natural—I was the only one here who knew what

'constellation' or 'sponsorship' was. The sponsorship of the constellations.

The meaning was obvious. One of the key events of Ways of Survival,

'Sponsor Selection' was about to begin.

[Hmm, everybody has confused expressions. I can easily tell you. Right

now, you are incredibly weak. If you are thrown into the scenarios that will

take place, you will be killed when you meet a weak ground rat, let alone a

'kruk'. Benevolently, there are some great people in the universe who pity

you and would like to sponsor you. Do you understand what I am saying?]

Lee Hyunsung finally couldn't stand it anymore and opened his mouth,

"What are you saying? Who is sponsoring whom…"

[Hmm, my words are just entering dirty ears. Isn't there an old saying in

South Korea? It is better to see it once than listen a hundred times. So

experience it directly. Well, the less fortunate ones might not get the

chance. Hahaha!]

I was tense. From now on—a good choice here would make my survival in

the future easier.

"Dokja-ssi? Two strange choices suddenly appeared in front of me…"

"I don't know even if you ask me."

This was naturally a lie to avoid suspicions. By the way, there were two

choices. Yoo Sangah was quite lucky.

"Do it comfortably. Think of it as an aptitude test."

"Aptitude test…"

"Nobody knows what the situation is anyway. Why not do it comfortably?"

"Ah… I understand."

Yoo Sangah closed her mouth and started staring into space. It was a

profound expression, as if she had encountered something curious. The

others suddenly became silent. Everyone was reading the options in front of

them. I also had my own choices to look at.

[Sponsor Selection]

–Please select your sponsor

–Your chosen sponsor will be your strong supporter.

1.

Abyssal Black Flame Dragon

2.

Demon-like Judge of Fire

3.

Secretive Plotter

4.

Prisoner of the Golden Headband.

There were four choices like a riddle. It meant there were four

constellations that wanted to turn me into their incarnation. Four choices

wasn't small considering that the protagonist of Ways of Survival received

five options the first time.

The constellations never revealed their true name. Therefore, all contractors

must infer the identity of the constellations by words such as 'abyssal',

'demonic' and 'garden'. Of course, this puzzle was nothing to me, the sole

reader of Ways of Survival.

Let's see.

First, the 'Abyssal Black Flame Dragon'. According to my memory, this

constellation was a powerful entity that led the group of constellations

called the Black Cloud. I forgot his real name but I remember it was a very

long name. The advantage of this constellation was that the contractor

could receive a very strong attack power. In the early days when physique

and strength were in urgent need, there was no constellation as strong as the

Abyssal Black Flame Dragon.

Of course, that was limited to the beginning. As the power of this

constellation was more frequently used, the mind became corrupted and the

contractor would become a mad murderer. This constellation usually

sponsored the people with the 'chuuni' attribute… I didn't know why the

constellation picked me.

I felt uncomfortable and excluded this guy.

The second one, the Demon-like Judge of Fire. I couldn't believe I was

actually seeing this option. Somehow, the strong emotions I felt were

enormous. At first glance, the name was overflowing with evil. However,this was actually a trap for the wicked. The 'Demon-like' actually meant 'not

a demon'. Then the words 'fire' and 'judge' were added.

A being who wasn't a demon and who made judgments through fire.

Paradoxically, the identity of this constellation was an angel. If I recalled

corrected, it was Archangel Uriel… In fact, I remembered this because

someone in the novel picked this constellation as a sponsor.

It was a pretty decent choice. This was pending. The constellations of

'absolute good' imposed ridiculous constraints if you wanted to use their

enormous power.

The third, Secretive Plotter. It was the first time that I, the sole reader of

Ways of Survival, had seen this choice. This name might've been

mentioned in passing but… I didn't know it right now. If I could read Ways

of Survival more thoroughly then I might get a feel of the constellation.

However, I was certain that the owner of this constellation wasn't a very

strong entity. Apart from the obvious modifier, there wasn't one 'proper

noun'. Secretive Plotter, it was too simple for a constellation. This one was

also pending.

Finally, there was Prisoner of the Golden Headband. My heart jumped the

moment I saw the fourth option. I didn't expect this constellation to appear

so early. I doubted my eyes several times. Yet it was unmistakably 'Prisoner

of the Golden Headband'. At first glance, this name gave off a negative

image due to the word 'prisoner'. However, you had to pay attention to

'Golden Headband'.

Golden Headband. The smallest prison in the world. It was a hint that

anyone would recognize if they enjoyed reading Journey to the West as a

child. There was only one prisoner who was held captive by the golden

headband in the journey from east to west.

The master of the Mountain of Flowers and Fruit, who lived in suffering

due to the shackle on his head. The Handsome Monkey King with the

'goldengaze, fiery-eyes'. The Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, Sun Wukong.

Among the characters that appeared in the novel, there was one supported

by Sun Wukong. A wondrous power that could sweep through hundreds of

incarnations and to kill thousands with one lightning strike. The author had

described this part with a lot of energy so my memory of it was clear.

I didn't know why such a powerful constellation was showing me interest

but if I became the incarnation of the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, I would

be able to survive in this new world more easily than anyone else.

However…

I quickly looked at the door connected to the carriage in front. Beyond that

door, 'he' was looking at the selection screen like me. If I chose The Great

Sage, Heaven's Equal… Could I win against him?

[There is one minute left to complete the Sponsor Selection.]

Time was running out. I breathed lightly and looked through my options.

My worries didn't last long.