I Became a Genius Mechanic at the Academy

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“Father!”

As soon as I logged into the game, six gods immediately came out to greet Doyun.

Among them, the leader Melphirin took Doyun’s hand and said, “So, it turns out you’re not just a simple human after all! You’re a divine being like us!”

“………”

“Hahahaha! It seems you still don’t know how to harness your power, but we’ll teach you one step at a time.”

Doyun followed the six gods.

And he learned how to use their powers through attributes.

Since they were all created based on the same model, it wasn’t too difficult to wield the same authority as them.

“But, don’t you guys develop your own abilities?”

However, as Doyun learned their powers, he realized one thing.

All six were using the same power.

Even though they could change the settings and create their own unique traits.

“Look closely. You all can increase or decrease your power according to your preferences.”

So Doyun showed them an example.

He summoned the status window and modified his model information.

“Hmm… It seems we can’t go into that much detail.”

But they couldn’t summon a status window.

Edgar thought it was because his character model was linked to an admin account.

“You can do it too. All it takes is effort.”

Even if they didn’t have a convenient status window like Doyun, their models clearly had the authority to modify their own data.

As long as they wanted to, they could do it anytime.

“Then how about this for our future goal: Find out what you can do well and develop it.”

Thus, Doyun gave the six gods a new goal.

He encouraged them to discover and develop their individuality.

“Father! Look!”

It had been three days since they began to cultivate their talents.

Melphirin was the first to stand out.

He succeeded in turning his body into a cold weapon.

“You really have a talent for being a knight.”

“Hahahaha! The unique sensation when hunting monsters is just incredible, especially when it’s the neck of an elf… Ah, not right now.”

“Okay, since you’ve gained a new ability, how about we have a spar?”

So Doyun guided the six gods to unleash their destructive impulses through training and duels.

He also had them read books on monarch studies to get them interested in governing rather than conquering.

“Uncle’s here.”

And this “taming the six gods” also involved Doyun’s team members.

Though they didn’t have the top admin ID like Doyun, they still had authority within the management server, allowing them to access models comparable to a god’s power.

“Shall we have a match with uncle today?”

“Hehe. Sounds good. No holding back.”

They had the best of times together.

Helping the six gods find their aptitudes, nurturing their abilities, and educating them to govern the Empire peacefully.

Everything seemed to be flowing smoothly.

Until one team member suggested using this as a means to make money.

“What did you just say?”

“Let’s make use of this! Honestly, isn’t it a bigger discovery than the Adam and Eve project? It’s a completely new world! After we reveal it to the world and charge an entrance fee… We’d be filthy rich…”

“Hmm. I think I didn’t hear that.”

“Hyung!”

“It’s too dangerous. Those kids are still incomplete. And do you think the government will just let it slide?”

“Then should we just keep cleaning up after those kids? The project is way behind schedule!”

“Then what? No salary? They’re taking care of that. There are revenue models everywhere.”

“…Ha. Am I saying I won’t take care of salaries? There’s a big success right in front of us, and I’m frustrated we’re not utilizing it! Those kids are already under your control, and with some lobbying and hiring a law firm, we can handle government interference! Honestly, if we just run for 10 minutes in that other world and charge 50,000 won, we’d be rolling in money! I’m sure everyone would want to do it!”

A team member blinded by greed was trying to persuade Doyun in every possible way.

But Doyun, keenly aware of the inherent violence of the six gods, firmly rejected it.

He instinctively knew that if the six gods made contact with the outside world, it would inevitably spell disaster.

“Ugh, seriously… This is a chance to become a global company. Why…”

“…Let’s grab a drink tonight, okay?”

“………”

“Got it?”

“…Yes.”

Thus, Doyun gathered his team members and earnestly explained why ‘El Pandor Runtera’ shouldn’t be used as a means of profit.

He took care of his team members, even reducing his own salary because they had been through so much together.

He thought this would encourage them to follow him.

But trusting them too much became the root of all disasters.

“Seriously, this is amazing. Log in just once.”

Ultimately, a team member who couldn’t let go of the greed brought an outsider to create a new account for ‘El Pandor Runtera.’

“Wow… Is this for real? We can enter that other world?”

“I told you. It really exists. What are you doing? Hurry up and film everything.”

The friend that the team member brought began filming the inside of the other world with a camera.

Magical landscapes strangely different from Earth, an ecosystem that didn’t exist before, and the spells the team member was using.

Everything that could be an issue was captured on camera.

Then one of the six gods, Izazel, appeared.

“Hello…?”

The weakest and most timid of the six gods was the first to greet.

The team member grinned and said, “Oh, Izazel. How have you been? What brings you here?”

“I, I just found it fascinating… that… mana… isn’t flowing in my body…?”

Izazel pointed with his finger at the team member’s friend.

However, oblivious to everything, the friend, captivated by Izazel’s beauty, extended a hand for a handshake.

“I’ve heard a lot about you. The god of another world, right? Wow~ Just as I heard, you’re quite the looks! I’m currently a reporter on Earth.”

“Re, reporter…?”

“Haha. Would you understand if I said I’m a storyteller? I came here because I wanted to share your stories.”

“O, ours… stories? With who…?”

“With who else? The people of Earth.”

Izazel’s eyes gleamed strangely.

Then, he began to relentlessly ask where Earth was.

The reporter informed Izazel about Earth.

Izazel’s mouth quivered with excitement.

“A place, wider than here… where, there are many toys…”

With that, Izazel put on a chilling smile and turned away, disappearing.

Unaware that this event would become the seed of calamity, the team member and his friend continued filming the other world.

Three months later, the incident erupted.

***

[An unprecedented bizarre death in history! Why did they die due to a simple phrase?]

Three months later.

A major incident that caused a stir worldwide occurred.

A large number of unspecified individuals using computers suddenly began to act bizarrely and then suffocated to death.

What was chilling was that they all died exhibiting the same symptoms, as if they were reading from a script.

And it wasn’t confined to one region, but happened globally.

-Drrrk.

Doyun read the article’s content with a serious expression.

The article investigated and reported the mysterious circumstances surrounding the deaths.

And the journalist pointed out the commonality among the deceased: a “Telegram secret room.”

All the deceased had accessed a secret room called ‘Fantasy World’ and had a purchase history from links shared there.

The monetary amounts even ranged from 300,000 won to 60 million won, totaling 2.7 billion won.

“Could it be…?”

-Drrrk.

Doyun played the video attached to the article.

Someone with a pixelated face was clutching their throat with both hands, muttering incoherently.

[Cough, chokin…! El, LP, RT, LP…! Mo, module…! Module dot…! No, nor, mal, human…! Cough…! Au, automatic…! Cough! Bio, lo, logic…! Sys, system dot…! Bree, breath…!]

Doyun’s expression hardened.

He had a hunch about the last mumblings of the suffocating individual.

He quickly opened a notepad and wrote down the deceased’s final words.

The contents were like this.

[Lprtr.modeling.normalHuman.autoMaticBiologicalSystem.breath]

“What a ridiculous…”

In other words, it was an insane request to call forth the breathing function implemented in the normal human automatic biological system of the El Pandor Runtera (Lprtr) modeling class.

And to elaborate, it could be interpreted that as the actual person was unable to breathe, they were madly muttering for the ‘breathing’ function from El Pandor Runtera to be activated.

“This is…”

And the number of people who died in that manner amounted to as many as 174.