BJ Villainess Chapter 313
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I transformed the desert into a forest, feeling like I was creating the map of a grand game into which I had poured an immense amount of investment. As I worked, magical creatures appeared from seemingly nowhere, gradually gathering nearby.
“Grrr.”
Today, a large wolf followed me around, interfering with my forest-making.
“You want this area to be a field?”
“Kung!”
“Got it.”
The place where I stood quickly turned green.
After days of creating forests, mountains, fields, streams, lakes, and rivers, I realized something. I murmured to myself as I looked at a giant tree standing tall in the middle of the field. “Hmm. It’s happening again.”
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Just 5k Coins For A Kiss’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]
[What’s happening? ^-^]
“I’ve calculated the formula correctly, but the results keep coming out differently.”
And it wasn’t that everything was wrong. When Clyde used the formulas combining magic and divine power, the results came out exactly as calculated. The problem was me.
“Why do I keep getting results with something extra added?”
For example, when using magic to make it rain, Clyde would create rain clouds and simply make it rain. But when I used the same magic, strange results like the growth of magical plants would occur. It felt like I had developed a power that intervened more directly with the planet.
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘♡SoveREIGN 𝓠ueen𝒸𝒶𝓇𝒹 ♡’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]
[Isn’t that a good thing? ㅇㅅㅇ]
“The reason for using formulas is to cast high-performance magic with minimal mana. Using magic recklessly is a primitive method.”
I had plenty of mana, so it wouldn’t matter if I used magic primitively. Still, it was inefficient, so I didn’t prefer it.
“It would make sense if I assumed I had a power beyond just mana and divine power…”
At that moment, a forgotten fact suddenly struck me. Come to think of it, didn’t I absorb the energy that made up the Seoul Dungeon? That’s why I had disappeared.
I had become so accustomed to being in different worlds that I hadn’t questioned it, just adapted. But thinking back, it was strange. Why here, of all places?
The black butterfly had sent me here twice. It seemed likely that the black butterfly had also brought Clyde here. The black butterfly followed my orders but also made decisions on its own to move us. That meant that Clyde and I coming to Ozworld’s past wasn’t a coincidence.
I constantly thought about and acted on how to alter the past to benefit my future. I can’t kill Ozworld. If I did, the whole situation in <God’s Play> wouldn’t occur in reality. And before that, it didn’t seem possible to kill Ozworld anyway.
“Maybe I should stop here for now and head back.”
Today, I was alone, fixing the desert because Clyde was busy. Clyde had told me to take the day off, but I deliberately chose not to. I need to show myself alone so the other side will make a move.
Now that the planet had generated enough mana, I could use teleportation magic for short distances. I drew a teleportation magic circle in the air, making it obvious. Suddenly, I felt a familiar pressure, and the wind stopped, along with all the sound. The time had frozen.
They’re here.
I had been waiting for the channel manager of this place. Just as Chehope had approached and scouted me, I expected they’d do the same.
Unexpectedly, the channel manager was an Asian man. He had hollow eyes and sunken cheeks, looking like someone who had barely found time to appear amidst overwork.
“Hello.”
Since it was our first meeting, I greeted him politely, but the manager responded coldly.
“Which channel manager are you affiliated with that your data can’t be accessed?”
“Does that really matter?”
“It does. I’m planning to kill whoever it is. Thanks to them, I’ve had a hell of a time.” The channel manager gritted his teeth, clearly enraged by his recent troubles.
“Is it okay for channel managers to harm each other?”
“There might be a warning from the Channel Management Bureau, but I’m currently the top channel manager in Pantheon, so minor issues won’t affect me.”
When Ozworld attacked Chehope, he had to pay compensation. Still, it seemed that in this era of Pantheon, a warning was the extent of the consequences. But that wasn’t the main issue.
“It’s pointless to try and find out. We exist in different times.”
The channel manager’s expression shifted, understanding my words without further explanation.
“…Of course. I had a feeling, but I didn’t want to consider that possibility. And now it’s happened.” He mumbled gloomily to himself, “I knew I shouldn’t have become a channel manager. What was I thinking, trying to seek wealth and glory as a bookworm like me?”
Why does this person seem so familiar?
There was no way I could have met this channel manager before. The only people I had met in Pantheon were the dragon twins and a certain Joseon-era man who helped me…
“Jang?”
“How do you know my name?”
I had hoped to see him again someday, but I never imagined it would happen like this. And under such circumstances, no less.
“Wait a minute. If you’re the manager of this channel, that doesn’t make sense…?”
When I had talked to Jang in his Abyss, he clearly had no knowledge of Ozworld in this place. Come to think of it, the constellations didn’t know about this channel either, so did Jang lose his memories?
Jang furrowed his brow and questioned me. “What are you talking about? And how do you know my name?”
“In the place I was, you were a doctor. It seemed like you treated BJs when they weren’t in good condition.”
Jang’s eyes widened in surprise. “I became a doctor again?”
“And I visited your Abyss in Joseon, where you were also a doctor.”
“I brought you to my Abyss?”
“Yes. I even met a cute boy there. And you asked for my autograph, saying you were a fan.”
“I asked for your autograph?” Jang looked dazed, rubbing his temples. “…You’re kidding, right?”
“It’s true.”
He let out a deep sigh as if he didn’t want to believe it. It was surprising that he seemed to trust me.
“Do you trust me?”
“You knew my Abyss, so I must have really been your fan. If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t have shown it.”
“So the Abyss means that much.”
“Could you show your most raw and unfiltered diary to someone? Especially if it were an interactive diary?”
“That sounds awful.”
“Exactly.”
Jang didn’t seem to have anticipated this situation at all, just as I hadn’t. But it was a pleasant surprise.
“I was a bit worried, but I’m relieved that you’re the channel manager here.”
Jang’s expression immediately became guarded. “What are you trying to say?”
What else could I be saying?
I smiled and made a proposal. “Would you like to take over my channel?”
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After Jang left, I created a comfortable tree and leaned against its thick branches. Soon after, Jang delivered the items I had requested.
Ding!
[There are products in stock at the store.]
“It’s working properly, as expected.”
Jang and I had officially made a contract. I needed some items, so I asked him, and before long, they were stocked in the shop.
“Store.”
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[Store]
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: A space opera novel by Frea Ananuka, inspired by her home plant. It has a sad ending.
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: Any wish will be granted once.
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“Purchase <Sand Saintess> Original Novel.”
A book I had seen in Seoul Dungeon appeared in front of me. I murmured the words written in the store.
“A sad ending?”
Well, if not for me, this planet would have soon turned into an uninhabitable desert. But I was curious why it had a sad ending when they could simply migrate to another planet. With that question in mind, I opened the book.
[Everything seemed fine. Until Emperor Signio realized this world was fiction.]
With just two sentences, I understood what had gone wrong.
“What on earth did Frea write?”
This meant that Ozworld had realized he was a character in a novel!
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