Sein and the others listened blankly.

�In Drimo, code that is considered useless in the real world, that is, code that has not secured stability, escapes through buffering called <Under Coder>.�And there it combines with discarded information from the real world.�

Sein asked.

�After joining?�

�It is stored endlessly in a system called The Abyss.�

I�ve heard from Miro before.

�The destination of all information.�

I heard that it is the place where the final future that the world reaches based on the current state is realized.

�Did I say it was like hell?�

�It�s a very fun place.�

Si-ok thought differently.

�Because all the processes until the end of the world are accumulated.�If you take a good look at the ruins and records lying there, you can also find out what will happen at a certain point in the future.�Have a look.�It�s so much fun.�

Sein shook his head.

�When the present changes, the future changes.�If we win, The Abyss will not be hell.�

�Because everything is fixed.�

the woman laughed.

�Behind the scenes, reality, Dremo, the Undercoder, and the Abyss.�It is a world where 5 systems operate simultaneously in the same time zone.�can you imagine�What can I change?�

Sein was silent.

�Listen smart.�Humans are nothing more than residents using the space of reality.�He said he couldn�t change the future.�

�But all systems must be operating for the space of reality.�As you said, if humans are users, then we have the right to reject the current world.�

�Ha ha ha ha ha!�

The woman who had been laughing like crazy stopped laughing and put on a cold expression.

�It must have been like that once.��There was a time when humans defined everything.

�But not you.�It�s not connected.�How could a human who didn�t realize the missing link change the law?�Of course, it�s not easy for some humans to deal with the admin code.�But do you think that this world will come to an end?�

When Sein kept his mouth shut, the woman turned to Quan.

�In that sense, I want to commend you.�It�s a pretty good cheat.�But we are on different levels.�

As the blood flowing from his forehead disappeared, even the wounds from the sword began to blur.

�Healing power?�No, the wound itself is disappearing.�

Mayray murmured.

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