The article in the Experience Book contained the significance of the existence of the Experience Book and the story of those who had written it so far.

'The lithograph is the initial version...'

I understood. In fact, the experience book was in the form of a Western-style book.

But that would be after the paper came out, and then the experience book would change shape with the times.

'So, next to the stone plate was bamboogan or papyrus moya? But who the hell made this? It's like the Stone Age, considering the use of rocks as a weapon.'

It is a time when we wonder if there is anything to call a stone age civilization. It was a time when objects were made of stone, not metal.

And in those times, you created these experience books? You wouldn't be able to make it if you were a human.

'If people didn't make it, would they really be gods or aliens?'

It was absurd to think about anything, but I couldn't think of an answer other than its existence.

But the misogynist doesn't know who made him. There is no one to ask and no answer to.

Thinking that way, Jong-seok went down to read. The first person to have an experience book used it as a weapon.

Although I wrote because I knew I could write later, it drew ideas more like pictures than writings.

Then, the book of experience interpreted it on its own.

It was only natural. Although experience is written in the book of experience, it is the writing that contains the thoughts and memories of Anara.

However, even if you don't know what to write, you can write in the experience book. If you just think of memories and experiences and leave traces and sharp lines in your experience book, it becomes an article and is included on your own.

Anyway, the person who got the initial experience book had nothing to use but weapons.

He was the first one to put his experience in the Experience Book... I didn't have any misgivings from my experience book.

After that, however, the experiences began to build up as they continued.

Jong-seok nodded as he looked at the cursors and stories that were written down in that order.

I can tell you about the cursors who got their hands-on notes, and what kind of experience they don't know.

Experience books were showing something about the cursors who had owned them.

And to the roughness of their experience... So you will be able to choose the experience that you need.

Thinking about that, I read the article in my experience book. And...

Jong-seok smiled at the contents of the experience book.

A handwriting search. That's nice.'

It may be an experience to search for the writers who wrote their experiences in the experience book.

And experience re-hyun...

"Is that a reenactment of the experience?"

Jong-seok, who thought so, wrote.

Jong-seok nodded at the answer to the experience book.

So you can search for the cursors in your experience book.

I don't think it'll be very helpful to search for cursors you already know, but... Jong-seok didn't think so.

In the 3,000-year-old experience, Jong-seok saw approximately 30 cursors.

Should I say that I'll tell you about a writer for every 100 experiences? And the content wasn't that much, so I could only get a rough idea.

Therefore, it would be helpful to search for a writer to learn more about his or her experiences.

Jong-seok, who was thinking of that, wrote.

The former cursors I've seen so far were too old-fashioned because they were in order.

Experience is not a necessary experience for hunting, tracking, gathering herbs and food.

Jong-seok breathed a sigh of relief at the answer to his experience book. Then you will be able to pick out some useful experiences.

Even when I read the experience book, I think of that time as a vision.

So I thought it was not that different from reading a book.

Jong-seok wrote an answer to the experience book after thinking for a while.

A glimmer of light came out of the writing and disappeared. The wonder on Jong-seok's face was young.

"What has changed...'

At the moment, I wondered at Jong-seok's thought. There was a change.

The place where Jong-seok used to be... It had been changed.

Jong-seok looked around with a surprised look. The room had been changed.

Now Jong-seok was in a small but elegant room.

Jong-seok, who was looking around, opened the door. And surprise was young on Jong-seok's face.

'Falling village?'

The place where the stalactites are located was Nakbangchon. Jong-seok, who was staring blankly at the village, knew what was going on.

This is a reenactment of the experience.

"That's great."

It is not fantasy, but experience reenactment that comes directly into the experience.

In addition, everything around me felt like reality.

The air that was smelled was different.

The clean air of Wudangsan Mountain is in charge.

Jong-seok, who was looking at the village of Nakbang-chon, looked down at his body. The clothes were also changed.

"I was... becoming an academic."

Reproduce the experience... Beyond recreating the experience, the writer entered the experience.

Jong-seok, who was breathing heavily with such thoughts, looked at the room.

There was an experience book on the small desk in the room. Jong-seok sat at his desk and picked up the brush next to him.

Jong-seok nodded and raised himself at the words of the Experience Book. I was going to feel the reenactment of the experience.

Let's go to Kyunhyun for now.

Originally, this experience is to help Haksa climb up Mt. Mudang to organize the Wudang faction.

And the main focus was to associate with an adult of the shaman. But Jong-seok was going to go to Kyunhyeon first.

They want to do something that has nothing to do with recreating the experience and see what happens.

Jong-seok put his experience book in his chest and left home.

***

Argh!

Jong-seok, who opened his eyes with light, looked at the book of experience.

"Wow, that'sir.

After completing the reenactment of the experience, Jong-seok looked at the experience book with amazing eyes.

Experience reenactment was not a reenactment of the experience, but a direct entry into the experience.

It's not like a fantasy, it's just a real experience. There was just a little awkwardness.

A person who has never talked to anyone before does not answer and does nothing but heal himself.

These are the same words as 1,2,3 passers-by who travel through the streets.

He would fall when touched, but he was only treating the stone as if it were a nuisance.

In other words, there was a condition that a scholar should have a conversation or know someone who can recognize himself.

And the place where a scholar had never been or had never seen in Kyunhyeon was covered with foggy fog.

But other than that, it was the same as the real reality.

That's great.

Once again, Jong-seok, who muttered while looking at his experience book, suddenly took out his cell phone.

And surprise on his face was young.

'1:30?'

I don't know how much time I spent in the reenactment of the experience, but I had at least half a day.

That's why I came out in a hurry. If you spend too much time, you don't know what's going to happen in real life.

But... doesn't it seem like time has passed?

Jong-seok wrote in his experience book.

At the answer to the book, I was amazed by Jong-seok's unexpected behavior.

Time doesn't go by because only consciousness moves? That's great. So if I have something to study, I can go into the experience book and do you mean? Oh, I can't do that'

Jong-seok soon found himself wrong. In the book of experience, there is only knowledge that former and current writers know.

If you're studying in the past, you can't study in the present era because there is no such thing as learning in that era.

However, even if you go to a bookstore in a book that you don't know if you haven't seen it, you can't study it.

Memorizing would be possible, but Jong-seok's literary diary could not be used for it because he never forgot what he had learned once.

But even if not, for Jong-seok, the battalion will be a useful and good experience.

Thinking that way, Jong-seok wrote a letter in his experience book.

Experience reenactment

Jong-seok, who opened his eyes with light, opened his eyes on a slightly white bed.

And next to it, Lee Soo-mi was closing her eyes with a shy face. When I first slept with Lee Soo-mi, Jong-seok came into the experience.

Watching Lee Soo-mi, still beautiful and lovely, shivering small in tension, Jong-seok reached out his hand and hugged her.

"Experience books are really good."

One might say that he is crazy. It's like playing Tetris with a supercomputer.

But what does it matter? Tetris is still loved even though it was made decades ago.

And Jong-seok likes Tetris. That's enough.

***

Having re-examined his pleasant experience through his experience book, Jong-seok took a shower. And washed the panties clean.

As soon as he came out of his experience book, he had a dream without realizing it.

Jong-seok couldn't handle it because he burst out of the experience book as soon as he had a happy time.

The last stone was lost in thought for a while, sucking his panties out.

'If a happy experience comes back to reality physically... Does the body react to pain or something?'

It's not just good experience. There will be some bad experiences among the experiences, so if you get hurt in the experience book, you wonder if it can be expressed in reality.

Jong-seok changed his panties and sat in front of his experience book.

Jong-seok's face hardened slightly at the words of the experience book. But for a moment, Jong-seok nodded.

'It's the experience of past cursors, so how long would it take to gettin' dangerous. 'Because they're all alive, they're using their experience.'

Thinking that way, Jong-seok wrote in his experience book.

Jong-seok's writing book page went over, and the number and experiences of the cursors began to come out.

001 Writer

Experience: Powerful charisma

a great leader

herbal collection

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