Part 2 Chapter 123: If You Turn a Lie into Truth, Then It Is Not a Lie. / 847
TL: Hanguk
‘But how did it grow into a Great Tower?’
The 9th floor had 8 Dimensional Trees. Even if 2 Dimensional Trees were suddenly added, the 10th floor only had Wandubaek planted there...
While having his face stepped on by his companions, a question arose in Sejun’s mind.
“Guys, we’re back!”
As soon as he returned home, he moved to the 10th floor of the 10th Tower to clear up his question.
And then
???
“Nothing’s changed?”
He confirmed that only Wandubaek was still planted on the 10th floor of the 10th Tower.
“Eok-Samchiri, how did you fulfill the growth condition for the 10th Tower?”
Sejun asked [System Eok-Samchiri] with suspicion.
[Please explain well to Sejun-nim.]
“Sejun-nim, that is....”
[System Eok-Samchiri] explained, under Flamie’s watch, that the rank of Wandubaek was higher than 10 Dimensional Trees and 100 World Trees, so the condition had been met.
“Really? Wandubaek’s rank was that high?”
[Yes. That’s correct.]
In fact, Wandubaek was still a World Tree, but because it had grown massively early on, it had a size that could make one believe it was a Dimensional Tree.
“Then is Wandubaek something like a high-grade Dimensional Tree?”
Sejun just said what came to mind, but
[Huh? Ah. That’s right! Wandubaek is a high-grade Dimensional Tree!]
[System Eok-Samchiri], who had been lying, ended up blurting out another lie. One lie led to another.
“Really? What’s the standard for classifying Dimensional Tree?”
[That is...]
The lie kept growing.
More than 3 roots: low-grade Dimensional Tree.
More than 10 roots: mid-grade Dimensional Tree.
More than 30 roots: high-grade Dimensional Tree.
More than 50 roots: top-grade Dimensional Tree.
Thanks to this, a hierarchy was formed among the Dimensional Tree that were previously of equal class whether they extended 3 roots into the world or 10. Of course, there had been age-based hierarchy before.
And then
[Ahem. Pose, how many roots do you have?]
[Me? I have 7 roots. Sausage-nim, why are you suddenly asking that?]
[Heh! How dare a low-grade Dimensional Tree ask a question to a high-grade Dimensional Tree?!]
[What? I can't ask questions?]
[The world has changed. Changed, I tell you.]
[Ahem!]
[Ah! Greetings, Top-Grade Dimensional Tree Podori-nim!]
The hierarchy among Dimensional Tree began to be determined by the new standard.
“So there were such grades. Then how many roots does Wandubaek have?”
[Wandubaek has 33 roots.]
Sejun-nim, I’m sorry for continuing to lie.
But it was Flamie-nim who told me to do it.
[System Eok-Samchiri]'s lies that only kept growing.
And so, Wandubaek became a Dimensional Trees that had taken root in 33 worlds, without even knowing it himself.
[Hehe. If I turn a lie into the truth, then it's not a lie.]
Flamie resolved to make Wandubaek into a Dimensional Trees with more than 33 roots within half a year.
While Sejun was checking the 10th floor of the 10th Tower.
Ding-dong.
The doorbell of the Kindergarten of Destruction rang late in the evening.
Kking! Kking?!
[A guest has come to the house of Great Blackie! Who is it?!]
"Who is it?"
Clank.
When Blackie and Taecho ran out and opened the front door
“Hahaha. Taecho and Blackie, is that you? Have you been well?”
An old man with white hair, wearing a yellow Hawaiian shirt and white shorts, greeted them cheerfully, calling out their names.
Kihihit. Kking! Kking...
[Hehe. Great Blackie has been well! Cre...]
As Blackie was returning the greeting
Clank.
Taecho hurriedly closed the front door.
Kking? Kking!
[Youngest, why did you close the door? Great Blackie was receiving a guest!]
“Blackie oppa, don’t you think it’s suspicious?”
Kking?
[What is?]
“That old grandpa is wearing summer clothes even though it’s winter!”
Kihihit. Kking...
[Hehe. That’s...]
As Blackie tried to explain who the old man outside was
“We need to go tell Dad quickly! Oppa, let’s go!”
Kking! Kking!
[No! Listen to what Great Blackie has to say!]
“Hehe. No way! Dad said to stop Blackie oppa if it looks like he’s going to cause trouble!”
Taecho grabbed Blackie with both hands and ran inside the house.
“Ahem. Do I look that suspicious?”
The old man. No, the Creator God quickly changed his outfit to winter clothes.
***
“A suspicious old man is outside?”
“Yes! He’s wearing summer clothes even though it’s winter!”
Kihihit. Kking!
[Hehe. Great Blackie knows who it is!]
Blackie barked proudly, trying to join Sejun and Taecho’s conversation, but
"Let's go out and see first."
“Puhuhut. Got it, meow!”
No one paid attention. It wasn’t the first time Blackie had acted all-knowing like this.
Kking!
[Butler! Great Blackie knows who came outside, I’m telling you!]
“Yeees, yeees. Of course. There’s nothing Great Blackie doesn’t know.”
Sejun answered without sincerity. That was the karma of Blackie the dog-who-cried-wolf.
Teasing Blackie like that, Sejun headed to the front door.
Clank.
When he opened the front door,
“Hahaha. Sejun, good to see you.”
The Creator God, wearing a thick white padded jacket, greeted Sejun warmly.
But.
“...Who are you?”
Sejun asked in a voice full of wariness. It was a face he’d never seen before, and the man’s pressure was overwhelming.
And then.
“Haak! To dare threaten the Great Hybrid Chairman Park, unforgivable, meow!”
“Kyoot kyoot kyoot. His power is incredible!”
Kueng!
[Cuengi will protect Dad!]
“Don’t hurt my dad!”
Theo, Iona, Cuengi, and Taecho all showed hostility toward the Creator God.
And.
Kking!
[Great Blackie knows who that old man is, I’m telling you!]
Blackie, dying to show off, kept barking.
In fact, Blackie Family was the only one who had seen the Creator God while conscious here.
When they met the Creator God, Sejun and the others had fainted immediately, Theo had turned into Super-Giant Chairman Park No. 2, and Cuengi’s body had been taken over by the Beast of Apocalypse.
“Blackie, who is that person?”
Sejun asked quietly, keeping his gaze fixed on the Creator God.
Kihihit. Kking...
[Hehe. Butler! That old man is...]
As Blackie was finally about to answer Sejun’s question with a proud look.
“Hahaha. Sejun, it’s me. The Creator God. Sorry for startling you.”
The Creator God answered just half a beat faster.
Then.
“Meow?! It is the Creator God, meow?! Creator God-nim, nice to see you, meow! Hurry up and stamp this here! Creator God-nim ran off after ringing the bell, and our Great Hybrid Chairman Park got very mad, meow!”
Theo, holding a stamp, interrogated the Creator God for the crime of ringing the bell and fleeing.
Kueng! Kueng?!
[That’s right! Creator God-nim, why did you run off after just leaving the babies?!]
Cuengi also followed Theo and protested.
Puhuhut. If I get the Creator God to join the company, Sejun Company will become even greater, and then Chairman Park will give me exclusive lap privileges, meow!
Theo was acting purely to earn Sejun’s praise.
The Creator God acted irresponsibly as an adult and made Dad angry!
Cuengi was doing it because the Creator God had upset Sejun.
“That’s right! Creator God-nim, why did you ring and run away?”
Even Sejun, who had forgotten in his confusion, began to press the Creator God.
However.
“Ring and run? What does that mean?”
The Creator God didn’t know the word ‘ring and run.’
[Creator God-nim, ‘ring and run’ is short for ringing the doorbell and running away.]
[System Eok-Samchiri] explained.
“What?! Hahaha. So that’s what ‘ring and run’ means. Sejun, there’s been a misunderstanding. I rang the bell and ran away for your sake.”
“Huh? For my sake?”
“Yes. What do you think would’ve happened if I had rung the bell and stayed?”
“Hmm.”
Sejun began to simulate the situation in his head.
I hear the doorbell and go outside.
I open the door and meet the Creator God holding the child of destruction.
And at that time, I wasn't as strong as I am now, so...
“I would’ve fainted, right?”
“Hahaha. Exactly. That’s why I only left the child and left. I didn’t run away.”
Thus, the misunderstanding was resolved.
“But then why didn’t you grant my request?”
The Creator God asked something he’d been curious about.
“Request?”
“Yes. I clearly asked you to name the child Cervantes, but you gave a different name. Honestly, I was really disappointed.”
No. He complained.
“Ah. That… I’m sorry. Actually....”
Sejun honestly confessed that he had been angry because he thought the Creator God had run off, so he just named the children however he wanted.
“Hahaha. So that’s what the misunderstanding was. It can’t be helped then. But still, it’d be nice if you could use the name Cervantes at least once someday.”
“Yes.”
If someone I don’t like shows up later, I’ll change their name to that.
Since, by Sejun’s standards, “Cervantes” was an incredibly lame name, he had every intention of giving it to someone he didn’t like.
Now that the misunderstanding was cleared up.
“So, did you come all the way here just because of the name?”
Sejun asked the Creator God why he had come.
“Hahaha. No. Now that you don’t faint when meeting me, I just wanted to sit face-to-face and talk with you. Ahem. But are you really going to leave a guest standing like this?”
The Creator God replied while throwing Sejun a hint. He wanted to be let in.
“Ah. Please come in.”
“My throat is a bit dry too.”
“Puhuhut. Creator God-nim, you’re thirsty, meow?! Then one sip of water is 1 million Tower Coins, meow! The thirstier you are, the higher the price, that’s how the market works, meow!”
The great thief... no, the legendary merchant Theo, was trying to extract a huge profit from the Creator God.
“Vice Chairman Theo, that’s no way to treat a guest.”
Thankfully, Sejun cut in at just the right moment.
“Please sit here and wait a moment.”
Sejun guided the Creator God to the living room, then went to the kitchen to prepare drinks and snacks to serve him.
"It's not much, but please help yourself."
“Thank you. I appreciate it.”
The Creator God beamed as he looked at the refreshments Sejun had brought.
There were more than ten kinds of drinks, ranging from coffee to flavored milks and fruit juices, and about twenty different snacks piled high on plates. Sejun's hands, which he got from his mother Kim Mi-ran, were very generous.
A little while later.
"Hahaha. Sejun, it's wonderful news that you're continuing the legacy of the Colorless Dragon."
“How have you been, Creator God-nim?”
“Hahaha. Me? I’ve been roaming this world and that world, taking it easy.”
As Sejun and the Creator God chatted about recent events.
Kihihit.
The roasted and dried sweet potato belongs to Great Blackie!
Blackie sneakily raised his front paw and began dragging the plate of sweet potato snacks toward himself.
However.
Kking?!
The slightly moved plate suddenly wouldn’t budge.
“Hahaha. Blackie, that's mine. Should you really be stealing food that was served to a guest?”
At some point, the Creator God had placed a finger on the plate. There was an air of obsession with food.
Actually, the conversation was just an excuse, and the Creator God came here to get Sejun's cooking. No matter where he traveled, there was nowhere that cooked as well as Sejun. The quality of ingredients was also the best.
Kking!
[All roasted and dried sweet potatoes belong to Great Blackie!]
Even though the opponent was the Creator God, even though he had been caught stealing, Blackie shamelessly asserted ownership over the sweet potatoes.
“Oh-ho. This little rascal...”
The Creator God chuckled and patted Blackie on the head a few times,
Kking...
And Blackie fell asleep.
“Hahaha. Looks like he was sleepy.”
“Right. Creator God-nim, if you’re ever bored or have nothing to do, feel free to come visit.”
“Hahaha. Thank you for saying that.”
And so, Sejun and the Creator God continued chatting until the sun came up.
Meanwhile.
“You impudent brats! 100 laps around the playground! Begin!”
“Begin!”
Inside his mental world, Blackie reportedly received intense mental discipline training from the Creator God. Thanks to that, Blackie’s own mental training skills were upgraded by one level.