The Tutorial Is Too Hard Chapter 219.1 - The Tutorial 49th Floor (5) （Part 1）

Chapter 219 – The Tutorial 49th Floor (5) （Part 1）

By JiuJiuBa inThe Tutorial Is Too Hard 5

Translator: JiuJiuBa

Proofreader: G.o.dlyCash

[Ask me about your plan.]

I take a long and gentle breath.

I don’t want to be perturbed.

Although, the G.o.d has been reading my mind.

I didn’t expect the G.o.d of Hope to know about the conversation I had with the G.o.d of Slow in her temple.

I thought that G.o.d could only read my superficial thoughts at best and would not know what occurred at other temples.

I finally understand why the G.o.d of Slow didn’t want to answer my questions.

The G.o.d of Hope’s laughter tickles my ears again.

He didn’t laugh aloud, but in a soft voice.

The gentle and ambiguous murmur draws all my attention away.

“What do you mean?”

[You didn’t want me to ask about your plans? My apologies.]

“You’re sad?”

[Yes, I am. So why don’t you ask me about your plan?]

Pitiful.

No G.o.d would be sad for such a thing.

[Tell me.]

There are two reasons.

First of all, there is no need to obtain the answer from other G.o.ds if I’ve already gotten it from one G.o.d.

What is the second one?

“I don’t think you will like my plan.”

[Why do you think so?]

“Actually, the hope is the strongest bond than anything else in the world. Then you could only like the control method of System, and you won’t find it annoying.”

I’ve been able to distinguish G.o.ds to some extent with my recent experiences.

Laughter echoes in my ears again.

[It’s rude to say so. I am hope.]

I disagree.

That’s just a personal interpretation of the G.o.d in front of me.

[Your thoughts are unimportant, ignorant, and foolish, human.]

“No, the only thing that matters are my thoughts. Just as you judge hope by what you believe.”

The laughter around my ears stops.

Even the sound I didn’t recognize disappears, what remains is a silent world that spread endlessly.

[I have something to tell you.]

“I’ve heard all I wanted to know. Now I wish to proceed to the next stage. Please send me away.”

A portal appears by my feet as soon as I finish my words.

I didn’t expect the portal to appear by my will regardless if the G.o.d permitted it.

I hurry to the portal and move onwards, but the G.o.d of Hope murmurs.

[Are you going to run away?]

“…….”

I keep silent by the portal for a while.

The laughter of the G.o.d of Hope, which had disappeared, echoes again.

[Interesting. But it is inevitable. As a human, your judgemental ability is so wired.]

“Tell me.”

[Now you dare to even command a G.o.d.]

The presence of the G.o.d of Hope began changing.

His presence that felt like a small, frail insect in an open s.p.a.ce became overwhelming and oppressive.

I can’t stop the force from pressuring my body.

I dare not even think about it.

Because I am still in this s.p.a.ce.

Now I am the fruit fly standing before a G.o.d.

[Yes, I wanted to treat you like a disposable toy just as you worried. When the time is right, I will drop a fishing line for you who continues to swim deeper and deeper into despair. But it seems that you don’t want to bite my hook even if you died. It’s incredible to be in despair and refuse hope. This helped me understand you better than any other G.o.d.]

The G.o.d of Hope is sending out ferocious power.

The voice of the buzzing little insect has been replaced by that of a giant monster with tusks exposed roaring around my ears.

[How does it feel to be oppressed by my power? Are you not happy? Don’t you feel excited about the height of the wall you are going to climb? ]

The roaring G.o.d of Hope continues.

[Of course, I know about your ambitions. All the G.o.ds of the Hundred G.o.ds Temple know of it. I only ask you one question. Is this goal truly for that Lizardman? Be honest, perhaps it’s just for your self-satisfaction. If you really want to save that lizardman, it is not too late to become an apostle of the G.o.d of Slow. You should go acc.u.mulate enough contribution points to trade with the Hundred G.o.ds Temple. It won’t take too long, only 300 years.]

Hearing what the G.o.d of Hope said, I understand now.

“… So this is what you wanted to tell me.”

[Yes. You are accustomed to fighting in despair, so I’m going to give you a little hope. There is nothing more harmful to a deep-sea fish than light.]

The G.o.d’s goal is clear.

It doesn’t matter if I’m unpersuaded right now.

What the G.o.d wants is to leave a scar in my heart.

When the day when I tire and give up comes, this scar will whisper to me and tempt me to take a shortcut more comfortable than the current one.

[I use to think so before. But now that I see, you won’t waver so easily. The G.o.d of Slow spoke of your essence, a moth that wants to be a fire. For you, despair is not the darkness, but the light.]

The G.o.d vicious presence becomes as warm as the sun.

Then the G.o.d of Hope whispers with heat that would’ve melted my body.

[I’ll tell you what the G.o.d of Slow didn’t mention.]

[As you thought, the poor souls who are locked in the system are not only goblins and lizardmen, but also G.o.ds.]

[There must be a G.o.d among us who wants to be released from the bondage. You should also know who that is.]

[You don’t have to feel anxious, go ahead. The most powerful G.o.d of the Hundred G.o.ds Temples will support you.]

* * *

I pondered about it for a while.

“I don’t understand.”

[What?]

“I don’t understand why you told me this.”

[Are you curious?]

“Yes.”

The G.o.d of Hope returned to a presence equal to that of an insect. Then he laughs again as if it’s very interesting.

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