“Hello there! Are you all out-of-towners?”
The one who spoke to us was a man on the wrong side of middle-age.
The well-mannered Shin Yu-Seung stepped forward first and offered up a greeting. “We were on our way to the Western Regions to visit Buddhnim.”
“Hoh, Buddha, is it? Unlike how you look, I see that you are high priests of Buddhism!”
Yi Gil-Hyeong saw how the middle-aged man was impressed by the revelation and began standing tall with his hands behind his back while going “Ahem!”
The older man studied both children with unreadable eyes before finally shifting his gaze in my direction.
“In that case, the gentleman next to you is…. Hiiieeek?!”
His complexion paled instantly as he stared at the [Murim dumpling] on my shoulder.
“T-that, that's a [Murim dumpling]….!!”
“Ah, this guy's just a doll. I like dumplings, that's why.”
“…I-is that so? You really surprised me there.”
The middle-aged man patted his chest down, still looking somewhat freaked out. Judging from the armband slung across his upper arm like that, he must've been the supervisor of this factory.
Thinking that this was a fortunate turn of events, we decided to ask this man some questions.
“What is this factory, exactly? Why are you making lots of dumplings like that?”
“….Could it be that you came here without knowing anything?” The middle-aged man studied us with a troubled look on his face, before carrying on as a lengthy sigh escaped from his lips. “This is all the fault of that scary Yogoe.”
“A Yogoe, you say?”
“Indeed. Originally, this place wasn't a factory.”
According to the middle-aged man, this place used to be a peaceful little rural village.
But on a certain day, a tall, hulking swine-type Yogoe with jet-black skin suddenly made his appearance, kidnapped every female in the village, enslaved all the men, and created this very factory.
“That bastard took my daughter and wife as his concubines and locked us up in this place! I'm sure you can tell that there's a strange supernatural power swirling around here and it prevents us slaves from leaving this factory. Not only that, that Yogoe devours so much, too…. We're forced to make dumplings all day long, but it seems to never be enough, you see.”
[The factory's manufacturing system is searching for the 'Supervisor'!]
“D-damn it! I have to get going now.”
The middle-aged man hurriedly put on a pair of sanitary gloves and a face mask before rushing towards the conveyor belts.
Before I could step up and say something, Shin Yu-Seung reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man first. “It's unfair for you ahjussis to perform slave labour like this. Not only that, you said that Yogoe even kidnapped females of the village too. We can't overlook this.”
As expected of my Incarnation.
Sure, we had to do this in order to advance the plot, but still….
“We shall help you. Where can we find that Yogoe?”
“Even if it's you monk-nims, that Yogoe is…. Will you really help us?”
“Of course we will.”
The middle-aged man kept rolling his eyes around for a bit but eventually told us the direction where we could find this Yogoe.
“We leave it all up to you! Please, defeat that Yogoe!”
We nodded our heads and walked in the direction pointed out to us.
(The Dumpling Yogoe was waiting at the end of this ⸢Dumpling Road.⸥)
We walked alongside the so-called Dumpling Road, created out of the conveyor belts.
As if he couldn't hold it any longer, Yi Gil-Yeong began picking up and chowing down dumplings every couple of steps. “….Hey, this is really tasty!”
Of course they were. These were none other than [Murim dumplings], after all. However, it seemed that the foremost expert on all things [Murim dumpling] was thinking a bit differently than us.
Chapter end
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