Blow! Blow!

shouted Jong-seok with the sound of something breaking off.

"Cut off our stems!"

"Yes!"

The shouts of the stalks began to cut off the stems that were rooted in the walls.

Meanwhile, a bird looking far away stabbed a wooden post in the wall and began to lift it up with force.

Thud! Thud!

As the wall stood up, a bird looking far away sighed and wiped the young sweat off its forehead.

"This is pretty hard.”

"It's possible because we're writers. It's not possible if you're a normal person."

A bird watching far away saw him at Jong-seok's horse.

"What is internal engineering, is it okay to use it like that?"

"Did you know?"

"Your energy flows through the wall, so there's nothing you don't know."

The collapsed wall is much weaker, so holding one side of the wall won't make it sound okay.

It is normal if the load is not able to withstand it and only the broken part or the part of the rock is separated.

So Jong-seo was now surrounding the wall he lifted so that it wouldn't break.

That's how it sounds.

As the stalactites held onto the wall and supported it, the spines came with leaves.

Then he swung a branch of the tree and began to shake off the dirt attached to the wall.

Argh! Argh!

A slender branch and leaf, but where it passed, the soil fell thickly.

Gauri is also dusting off the dirt by wrapping chakra around the branches of the tree.

"Be careful not to damage the murals."

"Don't worry."

As we nodded and carefully shook off the soil, the stalagmit spewed tension away the falling soil and dust.

Then the murals on the wall began to appear little by little. Jong-seok, who was closely watching the exposed murals, said.

"It seems like this temple is also home to Shiva."

"Is that so?"

"The painting here represents Shiva."

The painting, which remained dimly on the mural, was painted of a benevolent person with three eyes.

A snake around his neck and a bull behind him....

"Is this Shiva?"

"Yes."

"He's known as the God of Destruction.

Jong-seok, who was looking at the painting for a while, stroked his chin.

"And...... mentioned as the first teacher to teach secret knowledge."

"Secret knowledge......it sounds like an experience book.”

Jong-seok nodded at the distant bird's words. That's what he thought, too.

"The experience book I got in Japan was called Shinseok. It was an experience book that symbolized the god of agriculture. When you see things like that...... I don't think all the stories in legends or myths are false."

"Shibara... ...so you think she might have been a member of the Shibara?"

"In Japan, he was called the god of agriculture just for his experience in farming......I think it's possible."

Jong-seok's words surprised us.

"Syvaga is a writer?"

Jong-seok said to our surprised face.

"Are you a Hindugyo?"

"I don't believe much, but......I do believe."

Jong-seok, nodding his head at Gauri's words, said, looking at the mural.

"As you know, the cursive ability goes beyond human limits. It's enough capacity in the old days to be revered as God."

"Ah......."

At Jong-seok's words, we suddenly pointed to a place while looking at the mural.

"Oh? Look at this."

At our horse, Jong-seok looked at one side of the mural. There was a pattern painted there, which was similar to the one in the book of experience.

Of course, it was so old, and although there were parts that were worn out over time, it was not difficult to identify the pattern.

Jong-seok's eyes glistened as he wiped them with his hands where dust was hidden.

"This is..."

"It's similar to the one drawn in the Experience Book, but it looks a little different.”

Jong-seok took out a book of experiences and opened it next to the pattern in the words of a bird that looked far away.

Sreuk!

Jong-seok then compared the patterns in his experience book to those drawn on the mural.

Gauri, who had never seen Jong-seok's experience book properly, looked at the pattern and said, "I was curious."

"Huh? But you have a different pattern than I had.”

In Gauri's words, Jong-seok said, comparing the murals with the patterns of his own experience book.

"Experience books change their patterns little by little each time they are absorbed."

"Surely the pattern is different from what I had.”

"And if you compare mine with the picture here, one part here is different."

When Jong-seok compared the painting, we nodded.

"Yes, it feels like there's something missing here."

When Ga-ri put her finger on Jong-seok's experience book pattern, Jong-seok nodded.

"Every time I put my experience book together, it felt like something was filling up......if this mural's experience book is complete......”

"But it's kind of weird.”

Jong-seok saw him in our words.

"What?"

"My experience book was found here."

"Right."

"Well... ...it makes sense that this is an employee-related experience book."

"Yes..."

Jong-seok, who was talking, knew what we were talking about and looked at the mural.

"I see. The experience book we found was the same as usual. In other words, it was a normal style of experience book that didn't absorb other experience books.”

"I know. If you're a writer in the Experience Book or someone who's given the order...... shouldn't I have this pattern in my experience book?"

Jong-seok thought for a moment before he opened his mouth.

"That's weird.”

"Right?"

"Yes."

said the bird, who looked far into the conversation between the two.

"Wouldn't that of the murals be something else that we have?”

Jong-seok shook his head at the question of a bird far away.

"Experience book here......it must have been left behind by the man who made the temple here, or by him and his very close successor."

"I'm sure so. Our tribe has been known only to the chief for generations.”

Jong-seok saw him in the answer of a bird that looked far away.

"Then the experience book we had can't be different from the one in this painting."

"Why is that?"

"This is definitely a combination of experience books. Which means the person who has this book combined it."

The bird tilted its head when Jong-seok pointed at the pattern of the mural.

"Isn't that obvious?"

"As you said, it's obvious. So...... no one with this pattern's experience book would have left our experience book."

The bird, looking far away at Jong-seok's confirmation, nodded its head as if it knew as it looked at him.

"I see. If it were another book of experience, he would have absorbed it into his own.”

Jong-seok nodded at the distant bird's words.

"I would have combined my experience book without leaving any separate notes."

"If you were my brother, it would have been."

At Gauri's words Jong-seok glanced at him and said while looking at the mural again.

"First of all, there's one thing you can find out here...... the person who painted or made me paint this mural has collected more experience books than I have.”

"Then what's the book of experience that we found?"

"That's..."

Jong-seok thought for a while and opened his mouth.

"I think we split the book of experience.”

"Split the Experience Book?"

Jong-seok nodded at the question of a bird in the distance.

"In fact, there's something I didn't say to a bird that looked far away."

"What is it?"

"I've put together some experience books, but...... we don't know how to separate it yet."

"You said you'd give me an experience book before you died, didn't you?"

"Of course. I'll send an Experience Book to the Haneul tribe before I die. Whether it's separated or not...... I'll send you what I have."

"That's enough, then."

Jong-seok saw Gauri at the distant bird's words.

"You just gave it to me, but...... if you happen to know how to separate the book of experience, I'll send you a copy before I die."

"Really?"

"You know well whether it's true or false. So listen to me carefully. People's minds are easy to change."

"Yes."

Jong-seok, who was looking at Gauri who answered, turned to the mural again.

"I think this much of the experience book will separate us. And what we've got is this book of experience has been separated."

Then Jong-seok placed the Experience Book under the pattern.

Jong-seok, who took out a pencil from his pocket, began to draw patterns in his experience book.

Sweep! Sweep!

Jong-seok, who drew the pattern quickly but carefully and accurately, took off his hand.

Then, the pattern disappeared as if it had permeated the book of experience, and after a while, the writing came to mind.

Jong-seok wrote a letter in the Experience Book.

Jong-seok's writing was written after a short period of experience.

Jong-seok wrote about his experiences in the book.

Jong-seok's experience books may not have any experience. But our experience book came from here.

So shouldn't you have experience with this?

At least if Ga-ri's experience book is not the one here in Moon-yang, the one who left Ga-ri's experience book would have written about it.

When asked by Jong-seok, the experience book was briefly unanswered and then wrote.

Jong-seok was lost in thought for a moment in the answer to the experience book.

'I don't know what I don't know......that's right. If the experience book had known, I would have told you in advance. If it's not a single book, but an experience book that combines several books of experience, it's like a lottery for him. Then I would have informed you of the information about him through experience.’

But if your experience says you don't know......I really don't know.

Jong-seok thought for a while and wrote.

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

'Delete experience...'... It's possible. At least our experience book should have something about this.... our experience book doesn't contain anything about this.’

After absorbing our experience book, Jong-seok gained experience with Chakra.

And we asked for the experience of the employee that we got the experience book.

But the experience was only our experience, nothing about the person who hid this experience book.

"If you have a family......when more experience books are gathered, the writer can delete his or her experience. Or... ...when you collect all your experience books, Game Over. Does it reset? And the writer's experience of clearing the game is a target book, so it's deleted?"

Jong-seok, who was thinking like that, frowned. As I murmured, I felt strangely persuasive at the end.

The problem is, if collecting all the experience books is a clear condition......what would happen to him if he cleared the game?

Besides, if the mural on the wall is the complete version of the Experience Book......what's left is a book of experience.

'This is a little scary.’

No, not a little, but a lot of fear. I was afraid that I didn't know what would happen if I completed my experience book.

But on the other hand, curiosity was young.

There will be rewards if you clear the game....’

Jong-seok, who was thinking about what the reward would be, frowned. He was afraid of what would happen until just now, but now he is curious about what the ending would be.

"I heard people die of curiosity......I'm nervous."