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57. Return (3)

How did things get to this point?

“In our Pripyat power plant, precise operation using the polar reaction of the mana stone is fast and accurate even without a person on site…”

No word came out as I watched from behind everyone holding the pamphlet handed out by the researcher and following them around like high school students on a field trip.

There was no sign of concern or concern in the smile of the smiling researcher.

Rather, I feel full of pride for the facility.

But from my point of view, knowing what this is, I couldn’t smile like the others.

“The place you see on the hill over there is a fuel reprocessing facility…”

Moreover, even the reprocessing technology needed to make nuclear weapons.

“I will turn around.”

I couldn’t even sigh in dejection to see that the continent itself was conducting research like this, even if it was slightly twisted.

In the case of the inertial turbine experiment in the evening, it was of the kind I am familiar with.

The worst accident in human history, a level 7 accident that will never happen again, and the cause of the irreversible terrible radioactive contamination of the surrounding area.

And it was about to be reproduced in this world again.

Is this a world in a fantasy game, or is it a world on the verge of a nuclear war apocalypse, damn it.

Technical progress that could be called a revolution, of course, was not impossible.

Just like if you give a monkey a typewriter and make it type it, one day it will be able to write the same Shakespeare’s Hamlet, although the possibility is not always zero…

“This is out of the case f*ck…”

No matter how you think about it, this was an impossible situation without outside intervention, and the foreign press acknowledged that fact.

[Exactly My This is my work Should I watch it? Pitch blend, Bitumen From uranium From radium Separation Uranium, ＜ B＞Yellow Cake Until concentrated. All I Given to you ＜ B＞From Knowledge From Because I mean＜ /b＞.]

The foreign press passed on the knowledge.

Considering the situation so far, there was only one person that came to mind.

Louis Debjern.

Everyone he meets calls him a genius, and he is a person who can be described as having a different chest.

With a high probability, he was probably the one who received the knowledge of foreign media, so it made some sense.

Unusual advances in technology and radical radiation-related items.

A person who overturned the financial power of the Alchemist Guild and wielded foreign knowledge.

But about the series of actions he committed-

“Why?”

A legitimate reason was missing.

If it was simply to make money, I would have been able to sweep it with a rake even if I hadn’t done this.

I don’t know how the foreign media’s knowledge is given, but even bringing such advanced technology would not be an ordinary thing.

There is a high probability that the assassin sent to me was also sent by them.

It would be correct to say that he continued his memories after returning at the point where he received the foreign press’s knowledge.

He also had no idea why he was targeting me.

Even if it was the time I finally returned, all three hours, including the monkey hand, couldn’t be explained by that alone.

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I thought that perhaps there was an extreme sense of reluctance towards regression… But it was impossible to achieve simply with hostility towards me.

“…This is much older, before that.”

No small amount of money and time must have been invested in creating such a huge research complex and power plant.

It wasn’t something that could simply be explained in a day or two.

A year or two? No, ten or twenty years?

It could have been something that had been prepared before that.

The assassination of a novice regressor, pouring thousands and tens of thousands of gold coins, seeking manpower and land, examining all technologies, and sitting behind the alchemist guild to unravel endless knowledge is only a rookie regressor’s assassination?

No, well… Regression isn’t really something to be called trivial, but compared to everything I’ve done before, at best, the 3-hour return didn’t feel shabby.

It was clear that the assassin’s gun was simply for confirmation, and probably had a different purpose.

However, it was clear that the purpose would never be out of the ordinary.

Knowledge that has been focused on radioactivity.

What is the man aiming for…

While I was following the guide blankly and worrying about how to stave off an unprecedented situation in the evening, I finally arrived at the center of this facility.

“You will come back later in the evening, but beyond the window in front of you is the central control room that handles everything about this facility. In preparation for the afternoon experiment, the output is reduced to about 1/4 of the original. And… Huh?”

The red light flashed on the researcher’s face, and at the same time the alarm in the control room rang loudly.

The number on the instrument panel indicating the output dropped from the approximate 1000 to 30 in an instant.

But that was short-lived, and after a few people ran around, the numbers slowly began to rise.

30 To 50, 100 and 200.

The reactor started to stabilize, but the output hardly rose beyond that point.

“This is strange… why isn’t it climbing?”

“How about pulling out a few more control rods to increase the output?”

“No, I’m already only doing 10… You want me to subtract more from here?”

” Isn’t it enough to remove 4 more and leave only 6 manual ones? Raise the core pressure a little more with the feed water pump…”

The red light disappeared and returned to its original light, but that did not mean that people’s gazes had returned to normal.

“Uhm… It feels a bit strange…?”

Rusalka was looking at the central control room with a suspicious look.

I was like that too.

“It already happened…?”

They said the experiment was scheduled for the evening, but that meant it wouldn’t happen yet… For some reason, an ominous sensation was piercing through my brain.

Intuition, sixth sense, inspiration, all of them struck a warning to my instincts that the situation was abnormal.

And at the center of it was a man standing in the back of the control room.

Half-naked gray hair, a white lab coat and armbands clearly indicated that he was in charge.

An unknown golden aura engraved in his eyes.

Empty eyes as if possessed.

“You have to… Stop… Now… Otherwise… It’s too late…”

Clap.

When he unwittingly lowered a lever with a safety ring on it, it started to fill with red light again with a warning sound.

“Stop supplying power to the cooling system! Reactor temperature is rapidly rising…! Output 2000…5000…8000…Out of control range…”

“The fuel rod…! Get out of place on your own! I can’t catch you!”

“Spare pump on! Failure! Why?! Deputy Director Anatoly! What is the current situation… Huh?”

Everyone hurriedly ran around again, and stopped as soon as they found someone turning off the buttons one by one from behind.

When faced with an incomprehensible situation, the body becomes rigid due to doubts.

It was the same as now.

Just staring blankly at him as he slowly pulls the lever that leads to an irreversible hell, he screams at Lucky and Raffy for a while.

“Stop it! Lucky! Rafi! If you can’t stop that person, it will explode here!”

They must have felt something too, so they broke the window in an instant without any questioning and attacked him, but it was too late.

A large red button with the words Last AZ-5 in front of him.

Even with his arms wrapped around his neck and his legs bent, he finally fulfilled his role, as if his arms were receiving other orders.

Click.

[Reactor Emergency shutdown The system is Activate.]

At the same time, a broadcast resonates throughout the facility…

Kung…!

Everyone collapsed to the floor with a shock that shook the whole body from the tips of the toes to the head.

“Ah!”

“Aagh!”

After falling down with different screams, they slowly stood up while looking at the lights flickering one by one.

Just when everyone couldn’t figure out what was going on, someone ran in from outside.

“Unit 4, Unit 4 exploded! What’s going on in the control room!”

“Now…Stop…Must…Or…It’s too late…Now…Stop…Must…Or…It’s too late…”

It was difficult to see the person in charge who kept saying the same thing over and over even while being restrained by the two.

Head researcher Blati Otto, who was in charge of the guide, came to his senses and waved to us.

“First of all, visitors please follow me!”

There was no point in receiving further guidance. When I opened the emergency exit on one side of the building and went outside, I saw a half-collapsed building emitting acrid black smoke right across the street.

The next thing I saw was a pale blue pillar rising steadily toward the sky amidst the acrid smoke.

Despite the fact that it was one face, the incomprehensible pillar of soaring blue light was bewitching everyone around it.

Blating Otto, Rusalka, RAPID, Lucky, Yerica, Floren, and… I all stared blankly at the light.

“It’s over…”

A lament flowed from my mouth at what had finally happened.

Then I realized.

The worst accident that can’t be undone.

After a while, the light gradually disappeared and everyone’s eyes began to gather in one place.

And the one there was none other than Blati Otto, who was in charge of the escape, slowly bending over.

“Hey, why is this here? No, it can’t be? Why?”

It was a black, smooth piece of mineral the size of three fingers.

As I looked at the mineral fragments placed on top of his denying hand, a notification window popped up.

[Crushed Graphite Shards＜ B＞]

-Reactor Internal Moderator Reactor Used Graphite Pillar Part of it

-Vast Amount of Radiation Spurts out Because Never Near Near No.

As he checked what shouldn’t be here, what should have been quietly sleeping inside the core, Vladioto screamed and dropped a piece of graphite.

“aaah!”

The hand holding the piece of graphite had blisters and burns as if it had been badly burned.

The alarm window that rings at the same time and the fishy taste of iron in your mouth.

“Eh… Doesn’t everyone have a strange taste in their mouth…? Eek…It’s like…”

“…Me too.”

“Me too.”

“I agree.”

“Does it taste like iron?”

Everyone nearby was exposed to radiation.

[Applied effect]

Vast Explosion(99999:59:59)-…..Death Until Does not disappear No .

A silent disaster has finally come upon this land.

“Get treatment soon…!”

Without saying anything, Lucky and Raffy quickly removed the graphite shards with their swords.

Rusalka rushed to the side of the fallen Blati Otto and projected holy power towards her hand and-

Buek.

Blati Auto’s hands began to grow abnormally with a terrible sound that could only be heard in a nightmare.

His hand did not return to its original state, but began to be covered with an unknown tumor, which soon began to spread throughout his body.

In order to become a divine power that helps the body recover through cell unit regeneration, it becomes a terrible poison and eats a person in real time, as if a fungus was covering the whole body, and there was nothing to do.

Even though Rusalka stopped the holy power, Blati Auto’s body showed no signs of stopping.

“Saint!”

Even Raffy, who was nearby, had no time to do anything about what happened, and eventually the tumor, which had grown to the point where it could no longer grow, finally peaked-

Kwajik.

Scattered everywhere along with yellow mucus.

Mucus protruding in all directions, organs that have lost their shape, and bones melting.

The only evidence that a man named Blatti Otto remained was a study uniform covered in bodily fluids and a pair of shoes lying on the floor.

Everyone fell into silence.