Regression Is Too Much

49 – The Regressor Comes into Action (6)

Initials M.Z. My name is Michael Jeter.

He is the man who will be appointed president of the American Players Association in about two months.

Nothing is known about the ability, how strong it is, or what exactly it does… He was told that he was appointed president of the association with overwhelming support from the American player community.

Also, I remembered seeing the poster posted by Michael Jeter on the second floor.

Take the potion after receiving the silver or bronze reward. And use the potion to do intense training… That was the gist of it.

Whatever the case, Michael Jeter seemed like someone who wanted to help humanity. So, with anticipation, I started reading slowly.

If you’re a friend who can read this, it means you’ve already cleared the second floor, right? First of all, I want to say congratulations. Was the poster I pasted attached well? If I fell, I think my heart would hurt.

Friends. I think the second floor I went through will be quite different from the second floor my friends went through. Beyond the gold reward, I got the platinum reward. Oh, what a terrible experience.

At first, when I saw the murderer being struck by lightning and being reduced to ashes, I thought that this floor was a very common sense floor. It was also very easy to get the Bronze and Silver rank tokens. Perhaps, as the religious people say, this tower might be a blessing rather than an ordeal.

But, like everyone else, getting the gold tier mark was the real challenge. Nobles gave you the task of harming others.

I don’t know how my friends judged it, but I thought it was a trap. I don’t know if this tower was really a god or something pretending to be a god, but he made it to judge us anyway, right? I thought that the task of kidnapping someone else on such a subject made no sense.

So I subdued the nobles without my knowledge. I thought it was a monster disguised as an aristocrat. By the way, there are about 3 golden boxes and 3 platinum tokens in this guy’s arms? When I asked other villagers, they said that this golden box is Aladdin’s magic lamp that can create unlimited signs.

So I just gave the gold chest to that villager. The silver box he originally had was given to the fallen noble. It would have been nice if it ended with defeating such a wicked nobleman, and Michael lived happily ever after with the platinum reward.

My God, I never dreamed that when you get a token, a big pattern appears above your head. Taking advantage of the fact that violence between players is not allowed, I didn’t know that people would stand in my way.

I swear to heaven, that was a mistake. I wasn’t using violence, I was just trying to pick up the man who was blocking the way and put him down behind me. But I forgot my strength was so strong, I never imagined that the man’s ribs would break.

Yes, he committed violence. I too was struck by lightning by the owner of the city. (Oh, do you know the owner of the city? I think you would know if you’ve talked to the residents.) It was a very thrilling experience. If there’s a minor problem, it’s that I was supposed to be knocked out for about 12 hours after being struck by lightning, but I survived it? Even the owner of the city burst into laughter.

After enduring the lightning, I asked what I was curious about. I asked if the gold-level mission was too unreasonable. Upon hearing me, she snapped her fingertips and said, ‘If you want to change the rules, come on.’

You know, I’m good at using my body, right? But then she ran until I was exhausted and spread out, but she never reached her once. Then she got hit just once, and she was really sick to death. Fortunately, she said, ‘No killing,’ and she let it go. It was a really humiliating experience. Because if she wanted to kill me, she could have killed me a hundred times. If anyone ever invented the time machine, I hope they don’t show up on the second floor.

Oh no. I don’t like the gloves I got as a reward, but if anyone has a B-grade or higher item or elixir, please contact me. I am willing to exchange

Xxx – xxxx – xxxx

-My God. It must have been a really big deal.

-Jitter. As a fan of yours, wouldn’t it be dangerous to exchange items?

– Friends. Are you worried about Michael now? I can tell you didn’t do the tutorial with Michael.

-That was an interesting story, Jeter.

(…)

Comments that have continued since then. I don’t know what Michael Jeter did with the tutorial, but he seemed to have a place in the community. Judging by the comments, everyone was trusting him.

And confidence in writing. The strength to withstand the attacks of the master of the city. Even the competence of trying to replace the nobles before me.

I am a regressor, so I know the information about the 2nd floor quickly, but Michael Jeter found out this much information at once.

M.Z. He was definitely a talent worthy of being the president of the Players Association. He felt that he could trust what he wrote in the future.

“More than that… “

Among the words the city owner said to her, ‘If you want to change the rules, go for it.’

The possibility that the owner of the city can change the rules of the second floor to some extent, if desired.

Before returning, even when I asked to change the gold grade mission, the answer was not ‘I can’t’, but ‘I don’t need to change’.

In other words… It also meant that it was possible to change the rules if they succeeded in convincing the owner of the city.

Several plans popped up in my head and then disappeared… I decided to choose the most rational option among them.

“… Should I try?”

Because it’s impossible for me to fight in the first place…

First of all, it is to say good words.

[Damaged.]

[Return to the moment you first entered the second floor.]

***

As soon as I returned, I first visited the angel in the square.

“Angel.”

“Yes!”

“If the owner of the city wants to, can he change the rules on the second floor?”

“… Suddenly?”

The angel was momentarily taken aback, but he gave an answer as if he had decided to be faithful to his duty.

“As far as I know, Archangel Raphael gave me some authority. Yes, it might be possible.”

“… Then, can you change the rules like ‘climbers get along well’?”

“That’s not possible. It’s a key rule. Even if the city’s lord is given authority, that’s only part of it! Fundamentally, is she also part of the second floor?”

“… How about you?”

“I’m just a guide! It’s a dispatch job!”

What would happen if you hit this angel? I raised my head with the same dangerous curiosity… Decided to refrain from that.

Wouldn’t it be very difficult if suddenly a trait like ‘Angel’s Curse’ was created? Traits are maintained even after regression.

Without further ado, I heard a definite answer from the angel that the owner of the city can change the rules to some extent.

“… I hate repetitive work.”

From here on, what I did was the same as in the previous round.

Prioritize collection of bronze grade token generators, and increase the tax based on them. A structure that encroaches on one street and then spreads out to another.

The speed of collecting the tokens was slightly slower compared to the previous round, perhaps because I didn’t behave exactly the same… The process was different, but in the end, they faced the same situation.

“Nice to meet you. I am the owner of the city.”

The owner of the city appeared in an instant using the ‘flashlight’. When she asked why she had dedicated the city to a god, the same answer came back.

“As this city is rich in resources, a true utopia could be created.”

Up to this point, it can be seen as the same as the last episode, but…

My attitude was different this time.

In the last episode, I just went over her dog poop philosophy, but this time I was going to refute it head-on.

“You… Have you ever tried to understand the thoughts of the people?”

“… ?”

“People don’t understand others, they are simply suffering. Did you want them to understand other people? Isn’t it? While emphasizing so much understanding, understanding. They themselves do not even think of trying to understand others. I just cross my arms and watch them suffer.”

She said she wanted others to understand each other, but she didn’t show herself to understand others. I pinpointed that contradiction.

“Stop being crazy. Or, wouldn’t it make sense for you to join this bond of ‘understanding’?”

“… I don’t know what you’re talking about. Why should I understand them?”

But the owner of the city tilts his head.

“These people… Are they all residents of my city?”

“… What do you mean?”

“I am the owner of the city. Isn’t it natural for me to do whatever I want?”

“… “

“Ah, let me add a little explanation for climbers… The city is an independent municipality. That means that the people of this city are all my property. Do you see now? I want a city that works ideally, not that I want to be a part of it.”

I understand that this city is a city-state. But the way you think is completely different.

The owner of the city viewed his residents as his possessions. As such, he had no guilt whatsoever and did not need to seek consent.

“You are a climber. So I respect you. Because it’s not my jurisdiction. So you must also respect my jurisdiction.”

“… “

“Here, I will give you a diamond token… Just drop the sack and go. Or will you fight me and win the people’s freedom?”

The owner of the city takes out a diamond token from his main leather pouch on his right waist and waves it.

All the logic that she had been preparing with hard work in her head lost its meaning in front of her ‘people’s ownership theory’.

I definitely felt it. It is impossible to convince the owner of the city.

As crazy people always do, their own logic is solid.

In the end, all I could do here was get the diamond mark and clear the second floor. For now, I was thinking of getting the ‘Heart of War’ trait.

[You have cleared the 2nd floor.]

[Please select a diamond reward.]

“… Okay.”

Yes, I have no intention of easily changing my mind.

You have to fight hard to get rid of your intuition.

Then… Good night.

This side has no choice but to use their trump card.

After choosing the ‘Heart of War’ attribute and hammering the instructions into her head, I took a picture of her thighs.

[Damaged.]

[Return to the moment you first entered the second floor.]

***

“Whoa… “

Before the annoying black man could speak, he trudged to a corner of the plaza and sat down on the floor with his legs crossed.

For the sake of mankind, the structure of the second floor needs to be renovated.

A trick to free the villagers. How people won’t have to commit sin to get gold tier or higher rewards.

At the same time, how to make the most of your diamond tier rewards.

I have a plan in mind.

And the starting point of the plan is simple.

“… It’s late.”

Waiting.

Settle down in this plaza and wait endlessly.

As far as I know, until the brightest talent reaches the second floor.