Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work - Chapter 305

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Even If I Fall Into a Ghost Story, I Still Have to Go to Work Episode 305

Car 8 of the Train Shelter.

Strangely, after unscrewing the Baekillmong potion cap that mimicked the wall screws, I’m frozen while looking at the note that came out from inside.

More precisely, looking at the name of the ‘author’ written on it.

‘…Lee Kang-heon?’

-K.LEE: I’m Assistant Manager Lee Kang-heon from Team C haha

That was Agent Choi’s disguised identity.

More precisely, the employee identity he had stolen to extract information from Baekillmong Corporation!

Then….

This is a note left by the employee whose identity was stolen?

‘Wait a minute.’

I hurriedly read through the text.

You’re probably reading my writing in a wonderland where the Joyful Research Institute’s research failed and high-grade Darkness is exploding everywhere, right?

This is talking about Segwang Special City!

(If you read the sentence above ↑ and don’t know what it means, just skip to the last line and put the screw back in haha)

Here come the pro tips haha

Since the situation is so crazy that it’s hard to even survive,

there’s actually a way to completely dispose of this Darkness

I held my breath.

The answer is Baekillmong Corporation

What?

Fundamentally, this mess happened because Baekillmong backstabbed the research institute. It’s really an amazing company, anyway….

Want to resolve this situation?

I unconsciously lowered my gaze urgently.

Then somehow steal the dream cultivation device that Baekillmong Corporation copied

“…!!”

Try installing it in the remaining Joyful Research Institute facilities

If you found this note, you’re probably an employee of this company, so you should be able to try it

Sorry, but I can’t do it

Good luck!

-Lee Kang-heon

That was the end of the note.

‘What kind of crazy talk is this now.’

After dumping such straightforward yet absurd information into the reader’s mind that it made the back of my head tingle.

‘Baekillmong?’

I reflexively recalled.

The Dream Cultivation Room I had discovered outside Segwang Special City.

The desperate phrase written as if crushing all the research notes from that place where the prototype dream device was located.

-Deceived deceived deceived deceived deceived deceived deceived deceived deceived

In fact, just looking at the circumstances, it fits together like a puzzle.

Baekillmong was using the Joyful Research Institute’s research and potions as they were, and there was even a ghost story in the main building basement where past appearances of the Joyful Research Institute would manifest.

…In fact, doesn’t one of the traditional reasons ghost stories are born immediately come to mind.

‘Resentment.’

The fact that the Joyful Research Institute experienced an incident that would create deep-seated resentment toward Baekillmong.

‘…Moreover.’

The research note that was next to that broken dream cultivation device where I woke up after drinking the wish potion.

Baekillmong found out came rushing in it was another trick before Name-nim could be stolen smuggled it out hid it in the most crowded place

‘It was another trick.’

That expression means they had been victimized before.

‘What the hell has this crazy pharmaceutical company been doing.’

In the ghost story worldview, it wasn’t really surprising that the establishment of a pharmaceutical company that grinds up employees was stained with terrible ghost stories.

And also.

‘…Steal Baekillmong’s dream device and attach it to Joyful Research Institute facilities?’

From the context, and from where this was found… doesn’t it seem like it means the extinction-level disaster of Segwang Special City would end if we do that.

“….”

I quickly looked around.

There was only me in Car 8, but surely many survivors of Segwang Special City must have used this car.

‘If they installed this screw anticipating even that….’

They definitely left it for survivors who were employees of Baekillmong Corporation to see.

And I was the one who took it out.

‘….’

[You seem to have a lot on your mind. Friend, this Brown is always ready to listen. Witty advice comes as a bonus.]

Rather than worries…

It’s because my thoughts flowed in other directions, making me more troubled.

If what this note says is true, there’s a fact that can be deduced in reverse.

If this situation would be resolved by reinstalling the dream cultivation device.

‘…In the end, it means Segwang Special City became like this because the dream cultivation device went wrong.’

[Oho!]

‘But Baekillmong is currently using that dream cultivation device extensively while growing their company.’

It was a chilling red flag.

And I know.

The subtitle of this wiki worldview.

No… actually the true title.

[Apocalypse Prophecy: Darkness Investigation Records]

‘….’

This is driving me crazy.

I held back a sigh and folded the note back up.

My head is throbbing and I feel unsettled.

‘I have no idea how far I need to think about this.’

This suspicious note, the future ahead, and what I need to do.

I tossed and turned, lying on my side.

‘Let’s just sleep for now.’

And the last thing I thought about before falling asleep.

…Apart from the note’s contents, there’s something else bothering me.

‘It’s similar.’

The tone of the self-proclaimed ‘Lee Kang-heon’ in the note feels similar to Agent Choi’s.

I reflexively tried to compare even their handwriting. But there was a clear difference from Agent Choi’s handwriting that remained in my memory.

‘The note’s handwriting seems much messier though.’

Besides, thinking about it, it doesn’t make narrative sense.

‘If Agent Choi had even worked at Daydream Company, that would be the ultimate Mary Sue character.’

The idea that a representative named character from the early Disaster Management Bureau actually had a background of working at Daydream Company in the past.

It’s a format that would be difficult to exist in a multi-participant wiki, and even if it did exist, it couldn’t survive long-term.

Because people would try to kill it off or get rid of it somehow.

At least the Darkness Investigation Records from when named characters like Agent Choi existed, that is, until Mumyeong Chanran Temple began seriously expanding their influence within the wiki.

This was a separate issue from me not remembering parts of the wiki’s content.

It was a matter of plausibility.

‘…Phew.’

Maybe it’s just some Daydream Company employee trapped in Segwang Special City who was pissed off and spread fake information as bait.

But these expressions that seemed to know all the circumstances of the incident really bothered me.

That’s probably why I started paying attention to the tone of speech too.

‘…Let’s sleep.’

When I get out, I’ll show this note to Agent Choi.

I closed my eyes once more and pulled the old blanket over my head.

And despite all the worries, concerns, and thoughts running wild in my head, I dozed off from fatigue and exhaustion.

“Are you awake?”

“…Good day.”

I opened my eyes five hours later.

It was almost noon, but the interior of the train was continuously lit, making it difficult to distinguish whether it was day or night.

“That’s why there are cars that cover the lights during sleeping hours.”

Go Young-eun’s paternal aunt, the person called Station Master, raised her hand to greet me as I came out to Car 7, and we’re having a brief conversation.

About the condition of Deputy Manager Eun Ha-je and Bronze Agent as well.

“They were safely accepted.”

Thank goodness.

I let out a sigh of relief.

‘…It was good that I set up a store at Afternoon Station.’

My assurance that the two could regularly get food from that store seemed to work as a very good card in the negotiations.

The Happy Maker I brought as a bribe also seemed to have some effect.

‘Strong painkillers are welcome everywhere.’

I also thought of the items from Delusional Home Shopping that I had carefully scraped together while leaving some of my ‘Home Shopping Survival prize money’.

Of course, no matter how good the items I used as bribes were, it would only be momentary, and I’m somewhat worried they might give us a hard time going forward.

Still, it was fortunate that Deputy Manager Eun Ha-je, who is skilled at infiltrating small societies like a former journalist, was there.

“From now on, those two will live together next to the spot Young-eun got. It’s in Car 6. It’ll be a bit cramped though.”

“…Thank you.”

“It’s better to help each other when we can. This place was originally created that way anyway.”

The Station Master speaking matter-of-factly had a somewhat tired face.

By the way, I also asked ‘Were there any survivors in Car 8 wearing suits and animal masks?’

“Those… people, you were the first.”

“I, I see…”

That’s how it ended.

As expected, it seems difficult to identify the ‘Lee Kang-heon’ who left the note this way.

The Station Master sighed.

“It’s not like the people in the front cars were being wary of you for no reason. Well, they’ve been showing some strange elitist consciousness lately though.”

“…Excuse me, are the tendencies of people in the front and rear cars very different?”

“Well, when this kind of disaster strikes, people tend to choose one of two paths.”

The other person shrugged.

“Either become extremely exclusive and practice group egoism, or frantically and aggressively hoard supplies.”

“….”

“You could say the people in this train shelter are divided into two groups. Well, how about staying in Car 8 a bit longer and trying to talk to people here once they get used to you?”

“…I’m grateful for the suggestion, but it seems difficult right now.”

I looked up to listen to the station announcement.

This station is Midday, Midday Station…

“I’m planning to get off here.”

I don’t know how it’s possible to sleep again within a dream, but my head definitely felt clearer after sleeping.

‘Now I can move again.’

And whether the note is true or not, even if Daydream Company caused some incident, what I need to do doesn’t change.

Exploring the station.

Gathering information and traces.

‘…And this station, I can handle alone.’

But when the Station Master heard that I was getting off at this station, her expression hardened.

“…It’ll be dangerous. Midday Station might sound quite nice just from the name, but it’s not actually that kind of place. Many people are more afraid of it than Afternoon Station.”

“It’s fine. I’ve roughly heard what kind of place it is too. But I think someone needs to check it out.”

“Phew…”

The Station Master had a bitter expression but didn’t try to stop me further. This would be a familiar occurrence in a situation isolated in the middle of such a disaster.

“How about saying goodbye to Young-eun and your companions and getting off at the next stop?”

“…No. It’s fine.”

They just got accepted into the train shelter, so there’s nothing good about immediately showing them communicating with an outsider again.

I smiled faintly and shook my head.

“We already said our goodbyes yesterday.”

“…I see.”

The Station Master nodded.

The doors are opening.

I went through the door the Station Master opened for me, outside the train.

Just like the previous station, I could see a clean and modern subway platform.

Segwang Transportation Corporation

Midday Station

“….”

I began walking across the platform.

Recalling the contents of the wiki that had been updated long ago.

“….”

So to put it simply, this station is located in what used to be a residential area of Segwang Special City.

And it was a ghost story with a gimmick befitting that.

“Whew.”

I walked alone up the stairs from the platform toward the waiting room….

Sunlight poured down from the far end.

“…!”

…An open space unfolded before me.

A sight that was impossible to believe was an indoor space inside a waiting room.

Under a clear sky with bright sunshine, I could see a residential area with fences and small buildings.

Lush garden trees, the smell of lunch drifting from houses beyond the fence. It was a clear and warm scene.

It wasn’t a modern apartment complex in a new city. It looked like some charming neighborhood where houses remained without redevelopment.

…But that wasn’t what surprised me.

“Where the hell are we now!”

“Deputy Lee, did you touch something? Wasn’t what you were handling earlier wrong?”

“No! I wasn’t even touching anything related to darkness!”

“This isn’t inside the darkness, is it? It seems too normal for that.”

“Call the Security Team first!”

People.

Dozens of people were chattering among themselves, standing beyond the fence near the platform stairs, looking around.

All those people were wearing white coats, more than half had employee badges hanging around their necks….

And some of them had faces I recognized.

Especially one person.

“Section Chief Gwak, by any chance, what were you doing just now….”

“Hm? I was going out for an interview. Why, worried I threw all the researchers into the darkness for experiments? Hahaha!”

“Of, of course! Haha, it’s not like we’re the Cleanup Team or anything.”

…It was Gwak Je-gang.

Those people are all Research Team employees from Baekillmong Corporation…!

‘What kind of crazy situation is this.’

My eyes nearly popped out.

Why are Baekillmong people, no, not even the Field Investigation Team but the Research Team, in the middle of this underground area of Segwang Special City.

Dozens of people with their bare bodies in the highest-grade darkness sealed by the Disaster Management Bureau…!

At that moment.

“…!!”

One of the Research Team members who had been looking around beyond the fence spotted me.

I reflexively tried to hide, but I knew it was already too late.

The Research Team member pointed at me.

More precisely, at my suit and… animal mask.

“Fi, Field Investigation Team??”

This is insane.

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