132. How am I doing?
“Can I hear more about that person named Jang Jong-won?”
First of all, I asked. If I were a normal person, I would have been wary.
Isn’t there a saying like that? When you go abroad, be very careful of Koreans. But it doesn’t work for me, the strongest person in this world.
“What about Jang Jong-won? “What is your purpose?”
A man looking meaningfully. I scratched the back of my head and smiled brightly.
“I went sightseeing alone and didn’t know much about the Pantheon. “I didn’t know where to go, and I didn’t know what was good, so I stayed at an inn even though it was a long-awaited trip.”
Actually, I just drank alcohol like the main character in a drama who couldn’t forget the pain of a breakup. Does the reason matter?
“Hmm… ….”
The man looked at me closely and asked a question.
“Which country are you from?”
“This is the Fedelian Empire.”
“Is tourism really the only purpose?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm… ….”
What is this barrage of interrogating questions? I furrowed my eyebrows in puzzlement and tilted my head.
“You must really be a tourist. Okay, let me tell you. “It makes no sense for you to come to the Pantheon and not eat Jang Jong-won’s food.”
The man continued explaining about Jang Jong-won.
At some point, he appeared in Pantheon and opened a restaurant, and it is said that he received rave reviews for its novelty and good taste, and spread out here and there.
“Oh, by the way, the chicken that came out this time… ….”
After hearing more about chicken, it seems that it is a food made by frying the meat of a demonic beast called mini chicory in oil. It was probably most similar to a chicken.
“Is there anything else in particular?”
“These days, we only open branch offices and work only at the main branch?”
You established a franchise. Jongwon Food, it’s amazing.
“Are there many people at the main branch?”
“It’s a reservation system. “It’s hard to get there because it’s first-come, first-served.”
It would be best not to expect a typical meeting.
“Thank you for letting us know. “I just came to the Pantheon, so I didn’t know where to go, but this place’s specialties were really special.”
The two men who took the time to answer questions smiled and said, “Yes, have a nice trip.” And went on their way.
‘But I’m a little embarrassed.’
I had no idea that there was someone other than me who entered this world. His name was Jang Jong-won, so it is very likely that he is Korean.
‘But this is because my memory is unstable.’
Normally, you should be happy when you meet someone from your hometown in a foreign country, but most of the memories have been lost and nothing comes to mind.
‘Now I see that the names of all the restaurants are similar.’
The words written on the signboard of a restaurant that catches your eye. Jongwon Hamburger, Jongwon Hope, Jongwon Bar, Jongwon Pasta, etc.
‘We have taken over all of this Pantheon’s restaurant business.’
It’s not that the quality of food in this world is inferior, but modern food is new. Not only is the taste guaranteed, but it also provides new stimulation.
It’s amazing. It must not have been easy to recreate the taste in this world. Was this someone who was a chef? That might be true.
Anyway.
‘Here we are.’
I came to the first restaurant created by Jang Jong-won.
People are packed in a long, wave-like line. Judging by the fact that people of all races gathered here, it seems to be the ultimate taste known on the continent.
‘Looking at it, it’s not just Korean food.’
Korean, Japanese, Western, Chinese, etc. There are foods from all over the world that I could not remember because I had lost my memory.
‘Crazy.’
I don’t know what happened. Even if a person who was a chef came to this world, this would be impossible.
‘Is this actually an Easter egg created by the developer?’
That is highly likely. Well, how could one person eat all the food on Earth? If you’ve ever tried it, you wouldn’t know it, but it’s impossible to make.
‘It’s a shame.’
Forgotten memories keep coming back just by eating food from your hometown or seeing a familiar name. I thought I could completely restore my memories if I met that person in person. I shook my head in regret.
I tried to turn around and go back to the inn.
“… ….”
I decided to taste it first.
* * *
In the past few days, I have tried almost all the food at the restaurant run by Jeon Jong-won.
His food had a high recall rate that filled the holes in my memory.
‘It has become clear. ‘That person is an NPC created as an Easter egg.’
But one question continues to linger in my mind.
‘Why a Korean name?’
The background of ‘Ropanso’ is a medieval fantasy. The names are all European aristocratic names, and the land I am walking on is also close to Europe.
No matter how much it’s an Easter egg, there’s something strange about it…….
‘After all, let’s visit in person.’
That would be correct. I left the inn straight away. As I leave the street, I see a clear sky without a single speck of dust.
‘I said I was working at the head office.’
Considering what I saw back then, it is not easy to meet him through the normal route. There is no choice but to use force here.
Like a ghost, he killed his presence and jumped to the roof.
Pantheon, the city of freedom, has excellent security.
The inspection itself is thorough, and many people came here because they were tired of the aristocratic society and were knights, adventurers, and mercenaries.
Some people use auras, so whatever.
Anyway.
I climbed over the roof and looked at the main store run by Jang Jong-won. Through the window, you can see someone giving instructions. I captured the aura in my vision.
Black hair and black eyes. Black hair is not unusual in this world, but black eyes are rare. Even the race is Asian. He also looks Asian. Anyone can see that he is Korean.
‘You’ll find out more when we meet.’
I waited quietly and out of sight on the roof until operating hours were over. Around the time the sun sets and the moon rises.
The line at the store has stopped and employees are leaving work one by one.
‘It’s time.’
Tap! I landed lightly on the ground and then entered the store.
“… ….”
A large chandelier hanging from the ceiling. A pure white table and soft sofa-like chairs. Pictures that appear to have been drawn by famous painters decorate the walls. The wallpaper is clean without any blemishes.
I was afraid that there might be more people left, so I walked quietly without any trace of presence.
And as we went deeper, we found a room. When I open the door, I see the back of a person’s head.
“Is this Jang Jong-won?”
“Black!”
Woodangtang! Jang Jong-won hurriedly stands up as if startled by my call. Thanks to this, most of the items on the desk fell to the floor.
“Who, who, who are you?”
Jang Jong-won looks at me with a very frightened face. If you look closely, it looks more Korean.
“I came because I had a question.”
“Well, if you’re curious… ?”
There is no need to repeat it. I walked forward and got straight to the point.
“Are you from Korea?”
“… ….”
Jang Jong-won’s face suddenly stiffened. There was silence in the office inside the store, as if the sun had set.
“Ask again. Are you from Korea?”
Gulp. I could even hear the sound of Jang Jong-won’s bowl falling over. Even without strengthening my hearing with aura, I could hear his heart pounding ceaselessly.
“That’s right.”
He lowered his head and sat down on the chair he could see.
“Are you going to continue to remain silent? “I won’t hurt you, so speak comfortably.”
“… “Uh, how do you know I’m from Korea?”
What is this guy? Are you stupid? I’m sure you have something in mind too.
“Looking at the food you make, we can infer that it comes from Earth. The name there is Jang Jong-won. It’s strange not knowing. “But where is Mr. Jang?”
Jang Jong-won’s eyes sparkle at my question.
“Ho, are you Korean…?” ?”
“Yes.”
When I nod, my frightened expression disappears and my complexion instantly brightens.
“I never thought I’d meet someone from my hometown here!”
The tone that had died down earlier resonates frivolously. The tension suddenly rose.
“But looking at your appearance, I don’t think you’re Korean. “Have you been reincarnated?”
I shook my head.
“It is not reincarnation. “I was possessed.”
“Possession… !”
As expected, Jang Jong-won shakes his head.
“I was neither possessed nor reincarnated, but a transference.”
“Metastasis?”
Jang Jong-won continued, “Yes.”
“I fell asleep on the bus on the way home from school, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself here.”
It’s fascinating. Then there must be someone else here besides him.
‘Maybe Somiredo?’
Of all the inferences made so far, the idea of a possessed person has become the most credible.
“Tell me more.”
Jang Jong-won pursed his lips and began to tell about his past.
“At first, I thought it was a transfer to another world seen in comics and light novels. Isn’t there something where the main character uses cheating skills to set up a harem and get into trouble? I thought that was it…….”
Jang Jong-won soon sighed, shook his head, and continued speaking.
“That was only possible because he was the main character of the creation. I was dropped off in an unknown place, robbed, imprisoned because my identity was unclear, and almost sold into slavery…….”
You too have suffered in your own way. After hearing the story, my empathy skyrocketed.
“Fortunately, I was able to survive because I majored in Hotel Culinary Arts at Hwanyang University. “I once served a meal to a young lady from a noble family who was working as a servant, and she was so happy.”
As far as I know, Hwanyang University’s hotel culinary department is very high. You were elite.
“That’s where I discovered my abilities. “The dishes I’ve tried so far appear like a status window.”
Jeon Jong-won told us about his abilities.
Originally, he was majoring in aquaculture, but a status window appeared showing the recipes, recipes, and ingredients of the dishes he had tried, so he was able to embody all the foods he had tried. That’s why we were able to make food from all over the world.
“I somehow saved money from a noble family and escaped. “After a long journey, I came here to the Pantheon.”
You’ve really lived through hardships. Well, the same goes for me, who fought against imperial soldiers and became a slave from the beginning.
“But, isn’t it okay that it’s settled down like this?”
Jang Jong-won smiled bitterly, saying, “hahahaha.”
“How long have you been here?”
“It’s been about 7 years.”
“How old are you?”
“Oh, I’m 30.”
Wow, you are older. However, this is a place without Confucian culture. Speak informally.
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“But you… “What’s your name?”
“It’s Jin. Jean Barenberg.”
“… Jean Barenberg?”
Jang Jong-won’s face turns thoughtful when he hears his name.
“Could it be Jeanne Barenberg, the prince of that ruined country?!”
“Okay. “He was held as a slave to the empire.”
Jang Jong-won’s mouth is open and he has no intention of closing it. He’s lived for a long time and moved around here and there, so he’s bound to know Jean Warenberg.
Jang Jong-won looked at me with a pitiful face.
“Neither I nor Mr. Jin have had an easy life.”
Is this just a thought from the past? Jang Jong-won suddenly wipes away tears. The atmosphere becomes awkward.
“Really, I’m having a hard time coming here. The harem of Gapjil Gapjil is a complete mess. What a f*cking world…….”
Jang Jong-won finally curses and washes his face dry. His identity is not clear, and since he was passed over as is, his appearance is also different from others. He must have had a hard time over the past 7 years.
“How has Jin lived? Or rather, what is his real name?”
I laughed.
“Kim Attack.”
“… “That’s an unusual name.”
“There is meaning. A plan to rule together.”
“What does that mean?”
“I don’t know either.”
I didn’t specifically ask what it meant. I wasn’t even curious. His relationship with his parents wasn’t very good.
“Still, it’s nice to meet someone from my hometown.”
Seeing her sobbing and even shedding tears, her face was truly touched.
“Can I also listen to Mr. Strategy?”
“There’s nothing that can’t be done.”
I think the story will be a bit long.
