ATMOSPHERE [4]

Regressor Instruction Manual Episode 953

Atmosphere (4)

'Busy, I'm quite busy.'

The number of participants in the expedition is a whopping ten thousand. In fact, it's more appropriate to think of it as the gathering of the continent's top forces.

The Three Great Guilds of Lindel, the Commanders of the Current Republic, renowned adventurers from the Kingdom Union and the Federation, the knights of the Scholarly Nation, and the priests of the Holy See, among others.

It's not easy to categorize such a diverse group under a single label. Each group and individual has their own unique characteristics.

If this were a trained army from one place, the situation might be somewhat different. But with mobilized groups and individuals, their traits are all different.

Given the situation, constructing an attack force is a given, but there are no fools questioning whether this is a big deal.

Each guild and group has their own administrative personnel and connections for this kind of task. By now, the importance of this has become even more apparent.

It's been a little while since I left the field, but I should be able to complete the quest without a problem. No need to mention the mind's eye and the Light Saint's telescope.

Of course, what's even more morale-boosting is my genius brain, cold reasoning, dignified behavior, and commanding charisma as a commander.

A minor issue was the somewhat disdainful gazes from the administrative support staff drawn from various guilds and groups. More accurately, their expressions seemed uneasy.

"Next. Honorary Cardinal. Personnel of the 4th Assault Unit."

"Yes, just leave it there. And let's unify the title under 'Commander of the Attack Force Operations.'"

"Yes, Commander."

Maybe because there are many young personnel, or maybe there's another reason, but there's unease in their eyes.

Of course, I understand. The Honorary Cardinal has been away from the scene for a long time. The fact that the symbolic image is stronger could also be one of the reasons.

There might have been some doubt when the continent's saint suddenly announced that they would change the attack force composition within three hours. They might have suspected that I'd gone mad.

After all, isn't everyone here considered elite? Weren't they all prodigies who have followed the so-called elite course?

At some point, tactical analysts, battle administrators, and other similar roles started emerging on the continent, along with young talents supported by each guild.

As soon as the strategy command center was formed, elites sent by each group.

'But let me tell you something, guys.'

The reason your company CEOs sent you to me is that they thought I would be the one to invest in you, teach you something, and send you. If you keep hiding and gossiping like that, what's there for you to learn?

"He still says he's going to change the attack force composition. It seems that the 4th Assault Unit is currently being restructured."

"It's urgent to change it now... The attack force will undoubtedly be confused. Did he explain the site in detail?"

"Yes, I provided a detailed explanation. Even the 1st Assault Unit currently inside the dungeon was told to temporarily halt its expedition. It seems that the 1st Assault Unit will also be restructured."

"What's with this? Why is the Guild Master...?"

"Starting from the restructuring of the Command Headquarters, nothing makes sense. Why did he intervene in the system?"

'You guys are so stupid that you can't understand my intentions. And listen, kids.'

"I heard that unnecessary supplies have come in since the Honorary Cardinal declared his entry into the dungeon. They're practically luxury items."

"Various high-quality foods including Mirror Salmon... even Rainbow Cotton Candy... Ugh. Even the employees from Rainbow Cotton Candy are included as expedition members. High-end glamping kits, Temp mattresses... various outfits... The dungeon is... this is no joke... "

"It's like putting on a facade. Maybe there was pressure from the Holy See and the church. The Honorary Cardinal attacking the dungeon as a commander... doesn't that create an image? You could present it in various ways... I would have made the same choice as them. The problem is that this dungeon is beyond standard. If you think it's an ordinary dungeon, we might end up in a predicament."

"That's right. That makes sense. Yeah."

"Will we be able to meet the deadline? The expedition is not far off... What does it mean to allocate a separate siege unit? The changes are too significant..."

"Maybe we should just follow without thinking."

"Yes?"

Still, it seems that some people had their thoughts set. Looking closely, they appeared to be individuals who had worked together before.

Though I can't recall their names, I've crossed paths with them a few times. I don't remember which war it was, but I believe I've served as a Commader once.

With those huge glasses that seem to cover half their face, short hair, and a gentle tone, it somehow feels like their memory will resurface.

"Please remember that he was the Blue Vice-Guild Master before being appointed as the Honorary Cardinal."

"...."

"I know that, but..."

"Back then, the Blue Guild was a guild in decline, one that might have disappeared anytime. It's not that I believe the Blue Vice-Guild Master could have grown the guild solely with his might."

"...."

"Back then, the Blue Guild was short on personnel, so the Vice-Guild Master had to handle all kinds of administrative tasks."

'Yeah, I remember, Kim Hyun-sung, you wicked jerk.'

The memories of me acting like a dog after being appointed as the Vice-Guild Master still remain vivid.

"The one who made the current Blue what it is today is the Blue Vice-Guild Master. Remember that his accomplishments are not just an idolization of the Honorary Cardinal. They are the real achievements of the Blue Vice-Guild Master. Where do you think the study materials you are learning from now came from?"

"That..."

"The textbooks that came from all sorts of battles, big and small, like the Continental War, the Day of Ruin... do you still not understand... how they were created?"

"...."

"Are these the results of idolization? The tactics used in the actual battles back then were directly instructed by the Blue Vice-Guild Master... in administration, tactics, strategy, supply, and personnel, everything. The results that were given by both him and Lee Ji-hye. Since I personally assisted both of you..."

"Is that really true? It sounds so unreasonable..."

To be honest, it is a bit unreasonable. It might be a bit exaggerated, and the squad that my noona is leading is indeed capable. Actually, I received a lot of help.

"If that's true, you wouldn't need to establish a separate command center, would you?"

"Don't think about it."

"Yes?"

"It's better to discard personal thoughts and questions that arise in your mind. We've become components of the Blue Vice-Guild Master. You're not here to think. Please think of yourself as gears that convey the Blue Vice-Guild Master's thoughts, his hands and feet. You might have some difficulty understanding, but please follow my words. Just doing that, you'll gain something once this expedition is over."

It feels good to cover things up.

'His name is Propheta. I think he's from the Union.'

It seems he's managed to secure a good position until now. His attire has become neat as well.

However, it seems he's exaggerating a bit too much while talking. Honestly, it doesn't seem like I was that impressive.

Well, some guys have started to glance over with eager eyes. While the majority of them still find it hard to believe, their gazes do get on my nerves.

It's not bad to get attention, but I'm scared of producing nothing in the end.

The real-time compatibility rate displayed in the ongoing mock battle program is about 76%. It's a considerably high number, and it's reasonable to be satisfied with it.

'Just to brag a bit, I made that too, guys.'

The expressions of those guys who are hoping for better results from here are quite varied. Propheta, in particular, seems to be nodding his head as if telling himself to believe in his own abilities.

'Honestly, it's not that difficult.'

There's also Dummy World data, the Eye of the Mind, and the telescope.

For instance, solving a somewhat challenging puzzle.

Using the personal account in the Goddess's Hand Mirror, I match the Dummy World data and run the program.

I classify special named characters separately, cross-reference their information with the telescope and the Eye of the Mind, and then update the data once more.

Separating the individuals listed in the program and grouping them into the attack force is somewhat similar to matchmaking between men and women in a marriage information company.

'Of course, that's how it is in a way.'

It's so sophisticated that it can't be compared to that. The program includes combat characteristics, combat information, past combat records, personal…

Combining traits and individuality, matching party members and groups based on compatibility. Everything is done automatically, though there are minor adjustments along the way, but it's not a major issue.

Since the administrative rookies are staring at this side cluelessly, I should show a bit of showmanship. Spilling coffee is a bit excessive, but there's a look of concentration. Don't blink too much, they might be impressed.

Oh, darn it. Dust got in.

The values continue to rise.

77%.

78%.

While sipping on a cup of coffee and tapping the keyboard, I engage in a seemingly busy conversation.

The familiar sound of fingers tapping is from Plopheta, a senior from the Tactical Command.

"After confirming the supplies, report in. The Blue Guild says they're ready."

Of course, even in this situation, I keep my eyes on the monitor. Though some dust got into my eyes, I endure it to project an image of focusing on the Goddess's Mirror.

"Is everything done?"

- Yes. Ki-young, I've completed all the tasks you assigned.

- Wait, Hyun-seong. I've sent someone your way.

- Ki-Ki-young... I hope you're not pushing yourself too hard. You can take it easy, since you're pacing yourself.

He's using a speakerphone. I need to disconnect quickly before he says something strange.

79%.

80%.

It's rising steadily. I have some time left. Wondering if handling multiple tasks simultaneously is impressive, but there's no need to do it. It might be good to gradually assign the field commanders.

81%.

Alright.

82%.

Finally, the guys start to open their mouths and look this way. They're realizing something beyond their comprehension is happening.

"What in the world is this..."

"Unbelievable..."

It seems like most of them are saying something like that. But this situation actually makes sense. Oh, you fools.

"Ki-young, I heard you called."

"Long time no see, Yuno."

The story of special guest Katsugano Yuno will be told gradually.

"I hope you assisted in minimizing variables."

"Yes, I will follow your wishes."

The merit of being able to foresee the future is as gratifying as it is limited.

84%.

85%.

I don't want to put Elios and Cho Hye-jin in the same attack unit... Why are these two so compatible? Could there be a glitch in the program?

89%.

The indicator now points to 90%. Naturally, the resentment of these foolish guys falls on me.

No, more than that, it's like they're staring at me with eyes that see a monster.

Considering Tactic Kim Hyun-seong, he might not be flipped after all. It's not even comparable to this.

Given the scale of the dungeon, there might be opportunities to use it.

"Let's prepare to depart. We'll enter the dungeons with the 2nd and 3rd attack units."

"Yes, we've confirmed."

98%.

The numbers are slightly disappointing, even though I'm not really feeling it. But I'll pair up Elios and Cho Hye-jin last.

99.1%.

A human-like figure minus 0.9%. Though the power of the Dummy World data has been incorporated to some extent...

"The command will enter with the escort and the 7th attack unit."

Lee Ki-young will undoubtedly shine like a genius.

'I even feel like a genius.'

At this point, the only thing I'm concerned about is how to descend to the underground floor...

'You guys... You've even bought a Kiln, it seems.'

I could only nod my head naturally.

"Let's go Ki-Young."

The kiln, looking unnecessarily luxurious, was right in front of me, needless to say.

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It keeps translating into Kiln. What's a Kiln?