The Female Lead Saves the World - Chapter 332

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Yeo Joo Saves the World
Part 2, Episode 153

The appearance of Gates and the emergence of Awakened individuals signified that the apocalyptic process had begun.
And it was absolutely not a good thing.
In any case, the device that assisted in allowing the apocalyptic process to flow smoothly was what people commonly called the “System.”
However, the System often malfunctioned.
That was why, much like a Game Master operating the servers of an online game, someone had to control the System—and that someone was called an Administrator.
I had already made the acquaintance of one of the Administrators.
The wicked mole bird—or rather, the lower-ranking Administrator Mollig.
And standing before me now was his direct superior, the mid-ranking Administrator Shane.
Ever since entering the Dream Dungeon, I had felt the threat of death time and again, so the man possessed a beauty so ethereal that I couldn’t help but think, “Is this an angel? Could this be heaven?”
“Your name is… Shane, isn’t it?”
The moment I called out the name I had dredged up from the dusty recesses of my memory, Shane’s demeanor sharpened noticeably.
He looked as though he had every right to demand how someone like me could possibly know his name, yet his tightly sealed lips showed no sign of opening.
His eyes, consumed by melancholy and hollow, merely glared at me.
“Since you already know my name anyway, I suppose we can consider introductions done.”
I shrugged my shoulders and leaned toward Kang Han.
‘Thank goodness he’s fully recovered.’
Kang Han’s body, his eyes closed as if in sleep, appeared completely intact.
As long as one didn’t die, wounds sustained within the Dream Dungeon could not affect reality.
I knew this already, and yet I remained anxious.
The final battle had been that brutal.
But Kang Han had not given up.
He collided again and again, and in the end, he wielded a skill I had never seen before, finally succeeding in defeating the Completed Form.
Yet victory came at a price.
As the Completed Form rose from the Crater, the heat from its body melted my skin, and one of my arms…
“Ahem.”
I shook off the memory I didn’t want to recall and picked up what Kang Han held in his hand, displaying it to Shane.
“You came looking for this, didn’t you?”
Following the feather of the golden Dream Catcher, his blue eyes trembled.

[ Dream Catcher (?)
: Allows one to dream the desired dream. ]

Although the administrator has authority over numerous dungeons, ironically, he cannot clear the dungeons himself.
An Administrator possesses authority over countless Dungeons, yet ironically, they themselves cannot clear a Dungeon—that is the paradox of their position.
So I had assumed that if I held the Dream Catcher, something they could never possess no matter how desperately they wanted it, they would come seeking me out.
But I never expected them to kidnap me into a space like this before I could return to reality.
‘Well, that makes things easier.’
My mood was somewhat sour, but for me, this was actually fortunate.
It meant the Dream Catcher was something they desired so intensely that they were worn down by longing.
“I’ll give it to you if you want it. But there’s a condition.”
“What do you want?”
The Mid-tier Administrator finally opened their mouth.
Contrary to their appearance, their voice was remarkably low and husky—the voice of someone utterly exhausted.
“You know Mollig, right? The lower-tier Administrator who works under them.”
“And?”
“An Administrator directly intervened in our world. They gave an Awakened one an item—something that looks like an old retro game console.”
One of Shane’s eyelids twitched.
“…Let me verify that.”
At first, Shane seemed skeptical of my words, but as they gazed into empty space for a moment, their brow gradually furrowed.
“A controller that regulates monster population counts has been smuggled out.”
“That lunatic.”
So that’s why the Jeonju Dungeon had so many monsters when Bishop Yi was lurking about.
Control over a Dungeon is an exclusive privilege of an Administrator.
Mollig had shared such a grave authority with Bishop Yi.
They must have believed they would never be caught, acting on their own authority.
They never anticipated that someone would exist who knew how to use the Dream Catcher—a kind of hotline—to directly expose their corruption to their superior.
My fatal flaw in Mollig’s eyes was that I was a transmigrator who had meticulously read even the side stories that everyone else skipped.
“Sigh.”
Shane exhaled deeply, then waved their hand, and Mollig materialized in the White Space.
At first, Mollig looked around in bewilderment, but upon spotting me and Shane, they couldn’t hide their shock.
“D-did you call for me, Shane?”
“I’m imposing Sanction Level 5. Furthermore, effective immediately, I’m stripping you of all authority over the dimension you currently manage. I’ll oversee it myself for now.”
“Kieek! N-no, this is unjust! Sanction Level 5?! I haven’t done anything wrong…!”
Mollig tried to wag their cunning tongue, but when Shane gestured once more, they vanished.
That was all.
A lower-tier Administrator who could determine whether humanity’s apocalypse would be prevented or not was banished with a single wave of the hand.
I truly grasped just how immense the power wielded by a Mid-tier Administrator truly was.
“I’ve also neutralized the smuggled controller. Is that sufficient now?”
Shane pressed their pale fingertips against their temples and asked in a weary voice.
I was honestly a bit intimidated, but I forced my eyes wide open to hide it and countered.
“No? This was just a righteous citizen’s report. Of course a corrupt Administrator deserves punishment and expulsion—how does that become a condition? If anything, I should receive a commendation for this.”
As I widened my eyes and shot back, Shane let out a small sigh.

[Citation
[ Certificate of Commendation

Are you really giving me this?
They’re really giving me this?
“State your conditions.”
“First, I need a skill.”
“…You’re the first human I’ve met like this.”
“Yes, I hear that often. Anyway, with administrator authority, you can grant up to C-rank skills.”
In the side story, I had given a C-rank skill as compensation to someone who happened to clear the Dream Dungeon.
“So you have a specific skill in mind.”
“Yes, ‘Song of Life.'”
For a C-rank skill, the name was grandiose, but it was exactly what I needed right now.
It was an ability that burned mana to restore health.
Shane looked at me with an odd expression, then blinked slowly.
“Anything else?”
“Of course. I said ‘first’ earlier, didn’t I? For my second condition, execute the scheduled update now.”
“An update?”
“Don’t back out now that we’re getting somewhere, okay? The status window and information skill updates are already scheduled. Just do what you were going to do anyway—do it right now.”
As I’ve already mentioned, the System frequently causes errors.
In the world within the Apocalypse, that error happened to occur at the exact moment the Apocalypse Process first began.
It was a glitch where Awakeners in other dimensions could naturally see their own status windows and item information, but here it was restricted.
This was why only Kang Han, the protagonist, could see his own status window.
The System, which must bestow an “equal apocalypse” upon all dimensions, carried out an update to correct that mistake.
But as always, the error correction came far too late.
Considering what lies ahead, this update needs to happen as soon as possible.
“The update is still being prepared.”
“Then just do what’s ready now, and we’ll do another round later.”
“You’re making unreasonable demands.”
“But you’re going to accept them anyway.”
I’m not cursing out the System for no reason.
Administrators like Mollig and Shane were all once beings who fought to prevent the apocalypse of their own worlds.
But they failed, and now they had to work to erase other dimensions.
And the dream that Shane, a mid-tier administrator, wanted to weave using the Dream Catcher was.
“I want to see them again—my comrades.”
A dream of reliving the time when he fought against the apocalypse alongside those precious people.
Even if it was only a dream.
“…I accept the deal.”
I didn’t want to go this far for the side story’s protagonist, whom I had felt sympathy for, but there was no room to be choosy about hot or cold water anymore.
In this Dream Dungeon, I made the resolve once more.
I would do whatever it took to prevent the end of the world.
“Here.”
I handed the Dream Catcher to Shane without hesitation, but not before issuing a warning.
“If I go back and check and find that the conditions I set haven’t been properly fulfilled, then I’m going straight to a higher-ranking administrator.”
Truth be told, I had no idea how to contact a higher-ranking administrator, but I figured I’d bluff my way through it.
Shane let out a derisive laugh and replied.
“You won’t be able to meet them even if you try. The higher-ranking administrators have been away from their posts for quite some time.”
So even administrators took vacations.
I’d issued the threat just in case, but administrators were bound by the laws of causality, so they couldn’t break a deal.
“Now let us go home. It’s been days since I’ve been able to set foot in my own house.”
Shane, who had been staring down at the Dream Catcher with a complicated expression, waved his hand dismissively—the same gesture he’d used to erase Mollig.
My consciousness began to fade away like magic.
“But how do you know all of this?”
Shane asked the question cunningly, exploiting the moment my guard had dropped.
“How? Because I possessed someone inside the book, that’s how.”
“That’s impossible….”
For reasons I couldn’t fathom, Shane’s handsome face had gone rigid and stern, and just as he was about to say something, he fell completely into sleep.
Impossible, my foot.

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