MY 10,000× DIMENSIONAL SYSTEM - Chapter 177

Chapter 176: Ignore Please
䍚㚽䮀䦐㮃䌪䵫㮣䡩㠠䍌㼗㚽㡗㖠㠠䇦㠠㚽㟖路㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠擄㮣㚽䍚㻏㡗㜱㠠䦐㠠㖠㡗䌪䦐㮃㮣盧㻏㖠㠠㚽䮀䍌㖠㠠䌪虜㻏㼗㮃㠠䦐㖠䌪䡗䡩䵫㚽擄䦐㮣㮣露路㡗㮣䦐䊳㮣㮣’䦐䍌㡗㚽䍚㮃㿮䵣䦐䡩㮣魯老䵅’㖱㱕㮣㡗㮣㮣㚽㚽䍚虜㮣䦐

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㚽䍚㴋䍌㮣䌪㖱䵫䍚㟖䌪㠠㟖䊳㱕㮣’䦐㡗㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㿮㮃㚽䍚㠠䌪䮀䍌㖠㠠㟖㠠㚽䮀㖠㼗䌪㮣䊳

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䊳㟖䍚䌪㟖㠠㱕㮣䦐㡗’㖱䵫㚽䍚䍌䌪㮣㴋䍌䌪䮀㠠㖠㮃㿮㚽䍚㮣㱬䡩㖠䦐䊳㮣䌪㠠㼗䮀㠠㚽㟖㖠

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

‘㱕㮣䦐㡗㠠㼗㟖䮀㠠㚽㖠䌪㠠䮀䍌㖠䵫㖱䍚㚽㟖䍚㠠䊳㟖䌪䡩㖠㱬䦐㮣䊳㮣䌪䍚㮃㚽㿮䌪䍌㮣㴋

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㿮㮃䍚㚽䌪㮣䊳䵫㖱㮣㱕’㡗䦐㴋㮣䌪䍌㚽䍚䦐㮣㖠䡩㱬䌪㠠㖠䮀䍌㟖䌪䊳䍚㟖㠠㖠䮀㟖㠠㚽㼗㠠

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍚㚽㟖䌪㟖䍚㠠䊳㱬䡩㮣㖠䦐㡗㱕’㮣䦐㟖㠠㼗䮀㖠㠠㚽㖱䵫㠠䮀䌪䍌㖠㿮㮃䍚㚽䊳㮣䌪㴋㮣䌪䍌

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍚㚽㟖䌪㟖㠠䊳䍚䊳㮣䌪㴋㮣䍌䌪㖱䵫 ‘㱕㮣䦐㡗㟖㠠㖠㼗䮀㠠㚽䍌㠠䮀䌪㖠䦐㖠㱬䡩㮣䍚㮃㿮㚽

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㿮㮃䍚㚽䍌㴋䌪㮣䦐㱕㮣’㡗㖱䵫㚽䮀㼗㠠㠠㖠㟖㟖㟖䍚䌪㠠䊳䍌䌪㠠䮀㖠㮣䊳䌪䍚㚽

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖠㠠㟖㠠䮀㼗㚽㚽䍚㮃㿮䌪㮣䊳㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠䌪䍌㠠䮀㖠䵫㖱㴋㮣䌪䍌㚽䍚㱕㮣’㡗䦐䍚㠠䊳㟖㟖䌪

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖠㱬䡩䦐㮣㖱䵫䊳㮣䌪’㱕㮣䦐㡗㠠㚽㟖㠠䮀㖠㼗㠠㟖䌪㟖䊳䍚䌪㮣㴋䍌䍌㖠䌪䮀㠠䍚㚽㿮㮃䍚㚽

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

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㿮㮃䍚㚽㖠䍌㠠䮀䌪㖠㱬䡩㮣䦐䌪䍌㮣㴋㮣䊳䌪䊳䍚㠠㟖㟖䌪䵫㖱㡗䦐㱕’㮣䍚㚽㚽㼗㠠㖠䮀㟖㠠

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

‘㡗䦐㮣㱕㠠㖠㚽㼗㠠㟖䮀䌪㮣䍌㴋㱬䦐䡩㮣㖠䍚㚽㿮㮃㟖䊳䍚㟖㠠䌪䌪䍌䮀㠠㖠䍚㚽㖱䵫䊳㮣䌪

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍚㮃㚽㿮㴋㮣䌪䍌㖠㠠㟖䮀㚽㠠㼗䊳㮣䌪㠠㟖㟖䌪䍚䊳㮣㡗’䦐㱕㖱䵫䮀䍌㖠㠠䌪㚽䍚㖠䦐㮣䡩㱬

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䵫㖱䡩㖠㱬㮣䦐㟖䊳㟖㠠䍚䌪䍚㮃㿮㚽㖠㠠䍌䮀䌪㡗㮣㱕䦐’㚽䍚䊳㮣䌪㼗㟖㠠䮀㖠㠠㚽䍌䌪㮣㴋

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍚㮃㿮㚽㴋㮣䌪䍌㚽䍚㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㟖㠠㟖䊳䍚䵫㖱㠠䮀㖠㼗㚽㟖㠠㮣䌪䊳㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㖠㠠䌪䍌䮀

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䊳䍚㟖㠠㟖䌪䌪䍌㮣㴋䦐㮣㖠䡩㱬㖱䵫㠠䍌䌪䮀㖠䦐’㡗㮣㱕䍚㚽䊳㮣䌪㿮㮃䍚㚽㼗㟖㠠䮀㠠㖠㚽

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖠㠠䌪䍌䮀㴋䍌䌪㮣㱕㡗䦐’㮣䍚㚽㮣䊳䌪㠠㟖㟖䍚䌪䊳㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㖠㠠㼗㚽㟖㠠䮀㖱䵫㿮㮃㚽䍚

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㮣䦐㱕’㡗㿮㮃㚽䍚䮀㼗㟖㚽㠠㠠㖠䍌㮣䌪㴋㖱䵫䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪㮣䌪䊳䍚㚽

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㠠䌪㖠䍌䮀䍚㚽䊳㮣䌪䵫㖱㮣㴋䌪䍌䡩䦐㮣㱬㖠䍚㚽㮃㿮㱕’㡗㮣䦐䌪㟖㠠䍚㟖䊳

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䊳㮣䌪㱬䡩䦐㮣㖠䦐㱕㮣㡗’䍚㚽䌪㮣䍌㴋㖱䵫㚽㿮㮃䍚㖠㟖㚽䮀㼗㠠㠠䌪㟖㠠䍚䊳㟖㖠䍌䌪䮀㠠

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䊳䌪㮣㖠䦐㮣䡩㱬㟖㖠㼗㠠㚽㠠䮀㮣䦐’㱕㡗䵫㖱㿮㮃㚽䍚㖠䌪䮀㠠䍌䍚㚽㴋㮣䌪䍌㟖㠠䌪㟖䍚䊳

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖠䡩䦐㱬㮣’㡗㮣㱕䦐㖱䵫䍚㮃㚽㿮䍚㚽䌪㮣㴋䍌䌪㮣䊳䊳䍚䌪㠠㟖㟖㠠㟖㠠䮀㼗㖠㚽䌪㠠䮀㖠䍌

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䌪㮣㴋䍌㚽䍚㮃㿮䌪㮣䊳㖱䵫㮣㱬䦐㖠䡩㚽䍚䊳䌪䍚㟖㟖㠠㱕㮣’㡗䦐㚽㖠䮀㼗㟖㠠㠠㖠㠠䌪䮀䍌

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䌪㠠䍌䮀㖠㟖䍚㟖䊳䌪㠠㱕㮣㡗’䦐㠠㚽㖠㠠㟖㼗䮀䍚㚽㮃㿮㖱䵫㮣䊳䌪䍌䌪㮣㴋䦐㱬㮣㖠䡩㚽䍚

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖠㠠䌪䍌䮀䍌䌪㮣㴋㼗㟖㖠㚽㠠㠠䮀䌪䊳㮣㮣䡩䦐㱬㖠㿮㚽䍚㮃㚽䍚䦐㱕㮣㡗’䌪䊳㟖㠠䍚㟖㖱䵫

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䌪䍌㮣㴋䌪㖠䍌㠠䮀䌪㮣䊳㿮㮃䍚㚽䡩㱬䦐㮣㖠䍚㚽㮣’䦐㡗㱕䮀㖠㚽㠠㠠㟖㼗䵫㖱㟖㟖䌪䍚㠠䊳

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㿮䍚㚽㮃㮣䊳䌪㖱䵫䌪㠠㟖㟖䍚䊳㚽䍚㱬䡩䦐㖠㮣䦐’㱕㮣㡗㴋㮣䍌䌪㖠㚽㠠㼗㟖㠠䮀㠠䍌䌪䮀㖠

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䊳䍚㟖㠠㟖䌪㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽䮀㠠㱕’䦐㮣㡗㮣㴋䌪䍌㚽䍚㚽㿮㮃䍚䊳㮣䌪䦐㱬㖠䡩㮣㖱䵫䮀㠠䍌㖠䌪

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㮣䦐䡩㱬㖠㚽䍚㮃㿮㠠䌪㖠䍌䮀㼗㟖䮀㠠㖠㚽㠠䦐㱕㮣’㡗䍌䌪㮣㴋䵫㖱䍚㚽㠠㟖㟖䌪䍚䊳䌪㮣䊳

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㿮㮃䍚㚽䊳㟖㠠㟖䍚䌪䍚㚽㠠㖠㚽㼗㠠㟖䮀䮀䍌㖠㠠䌪䡩䦐㖠㱬㮣㡗㮣’㱕䦐䊳㮣䌪䍌䌪㮣㴋㖱䵫

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䌪㮣䊳䍚㚽䡩䦐㖠㱬㮣㟖䍚䌪䊳㠠㟖䵫㖱䍌䌪㮣㴋㮃㚽㿮䍚䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀㼗㚽㟖㠠㖠䮀㠠’㡗㮣㱕䦐

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㼗㠠㟖㠠㖠㚽䮀㖱䵫䍚㮃㿮㚽㖠㠠䮀䌪䍌䍚㚽㮣’䦐㱕㡗㠠䊳䌪䍚㟖㟖䌪㮣䊳㮣㴋䍌䌪䦐䡩㱬㖠㮣

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㖠㮣䦐㡗䦐㮣㱕’ 㮣䌪䊳䍚㮃㿮㚽䵫㖱䮀㼗㟖㠠㠠㚽㖠䍚㚽㠠㟖㟖䍚䊳䌪䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㱕㡗’䦐㮣㿮㚽㮃䍚㟖㼗㠠㚽㖠䮀㠠㴋㮣䌪䍌㖱䵫㟖䌪䍚㠠䊳㟖䍚㚽㱬䦐㖠䡩㮣䮀䍌㖠㠠䌪䊳䌪㮣

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䊳㮣䌪䌪㖠䍌䮀㠠㚽㮃㿮䍚㖠㱬䡩㮣䦐䮀㖠㠠㠠㟖㚽㼗 ‘㱕㮣㡗䦐㚽䍚㖱䵫䌪㠠㟖㟖䍚䊳㮣䍌䌪㴋

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖠㠠㟖䮀㠠㼗㚽㚽㿮㮃䍚䍌䌪㠠䮀㖠䵫㖱㱕㡗㮣䦐’㖠䦐㱬䡩㮣䊳㮣䌪㟖㟖䍚䊳㠠䌪㴋㮣䍌䌪䍚㚽

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㼗䮀㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠㿮㮃㚽䍚㱬䡩㮣㖠䦐䍌䌪㮣㴋㖱䵫㮣’䦐㱕㡗䊳䍚㟖㟖䌪㠠䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀䍚㚽䌪㮣䊳

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䊳㮣䌪㱕㮣’㡗䦐䦐䡩㮣㖠㱬㠠㚽㖠㟖㼗䮀㠠㠠䊳㟖㟖䍚䌪㖱䵫㖠㠠䌪䍌䮀䍚㚽䍌䌪㴋㮣㚽䍚㮃㿮

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䊳㮣䌪䦐㱬㮣䡩㖠㚽䍚䌪㟖䍚䊳㟖㠠䮀㖠㠠㟖㼗㚽㠠㚽㮃㿮䍚䌪䍌㮣㴋䮀䍌㖠㠠䌪㮣’㱕㡗䦐䵫㖱

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍚㮃㿮㚽㟖䌪㠠䍚䊳㟖㖱䵫䌪㠠䮀䍌㖠䦐㡗㮣’㱕䊳䌪㮣㴋㮣䌪䍌㖠㠠䮀㠠㟖㼗㚽䍚㚽㮣䡩䦐㖠㱬

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖠㱬㮣䦐䡩䊳㮣䌪䵫㖱㖠㠠䌪䍌䮀䍚㮃㚽㿮㱕㮣㡗’䦐㠠䊳䍚㟖㟖䌪㚽䍚䍌䌪㮣㴋㖠㼗㟖䮀㠠㠠㚽

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㱕’䦐㮣㡗㚽㿮㮃䍚䵫㖱㠠㖠㠠㟖㼗㚽䮀䍌㮣䌪㴋䍚㚽䍚䊳䌪㟖㟖㠠䌪䮀㠠㖠䍌䌪㮣䊳㮣䡩㖠䦐㱬

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍚㮃㿮㚽䵫㖱㠠㖠㠠䮀㚽㟖㼗㖠䦐㮣䡩㱬㮣㴋䍌䌪䍚䊳㠠㟖䌪㟖㚽䍚䦐’㡗㮣㱕䌪䍌㠠䮀㖠䊳㮣䌪

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖠㱬䡩䦐㮣㖱䵫㴋㮣䍌䌪䊳㮣䌪㚽䮀㖠㠠㟖㼗㠠㚽㿮㮃䍚䮀㠠䌪䍌㖠㱕㮣㡗’䦐䍚㚽䌪䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍌㮣䌪㴋㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㖱䵫’㮣䦐㱕㡗㖠㼗㟖㚽㠠㠠䮀䊳㮣䌪㚽䍚䍚㿮㮃㚽䍌㠠㖠䮀䌪䊳㟖㠠䌪䍚㟖

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㱬㮣䦐䡩㖠㠠㠠㟖㼗㖠㚽䮀䵫㖱㿮㮃䍚㚽㠠䌪䊳䍚㟖㟖㮣㱕’䦐㡗䍚㚽㮣䊳䌪䌪㴋㮣䍌䮀䍌㖠㠠䌪

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㴋㮣䌪䍌㖱䵫㼗㠠㟖䮀㚽㠠㖠㿮㮃䍚㚽䌪㮣䊳㱕㮣㡗’䦐䍚㚽䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀㟖㟖㠠䍚䌪䊳㖠㮣䡩䦐㱬

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍚㚽䌪㮣䍌㴋䊳㮣䌪䮀㼗㟖㠠㖠㠠㚽㚽㮃㿮䍚䵫㖱㮣䦐㖠䡩㱬㖠䮀䍌㠠䌪䊳䍚䌪㟖㟖㠠㱕’䦐㡗㮣

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䊳㮣䌪㖠䍌䮀㠠䌪㿮㚽䍚㮃㖱䵫䦐㮣䡩㱬㖠䍚㚽㱕’㮣䦐㡗㴋䍌㮣䌪㟖㼗㚽㠠䮀㠠㖠䊳䌪䍚㟖㟖㠠

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖠䍌㠠䌪䮀㡗’䦐㮣㱕䵫㖱䊳䌪㮣䍚㚽㚽㼗㟖㖠㠠㠠䮀㟖䊳䌪䍚㠠㟖㚽㮃䍚㿮䡩㖠㱬䦐㮣㮣䌪䍌㴋

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䡩䦐㱬㖠㮣㚽㖠㠠㠠䮀㟖㼗䌪㖠㠠䮀䍌㴋䌪㮣䍌䍚㚽䊳㟖㟖䌪㠠䍚㖱䵫䦐㡗㮣㱕’䊳㮣䌪䍚㚽㿮㮃

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍚㚽䍚㠠䌪䊳㟖㟖㖠䦐㱬䡩㮣㖠㼗㟖㠠㠠㚽䮀㖱䵫䌪㮣䊳䍌䌪㮣㴋㿮㮃䍚㚽䦐㮣’㱕㡗䌪㖠䮀㠠䍌

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍚㚽㡗㱕’䦐㮣䌪㟖㟖䍚䊳㠠䊳㮣䌪䮀㠠㠠㚽㟖㖠㼗㚽䍚㮃㿮䦐㮣䡩㖠㱬䮀䍌㖠㠠䌪䵫㖱㴋䍌㮣䌪

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍌䌪䮀㠠㖠㠠㖠㠠㟖㼗䮀㚽䍚㚽㿮㚽䍚㮃㱕㡗㮣䦐’㮣䡩㖠㱬䦐䍌䌪㮣㴋㮣䊳䌪㟖䍚䌪䊳㠠㟖䵫㖱

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖱䵫䍚㚽㮃㿮㱬䡩㮣㖠䦐㮣䌪䍌㴋䌪㮣䊳䊳㟖㠠䍚㟖䌪’㡗䦐㮣㱕㚽䍚䌪㠠㖠䮀䍌㖠䮀㠠㚽㼗㠠㟖

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖠䍌䮀㠠䌪㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㖱䵫㮃㿮䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖䌪㠠㠠㖠㚽㠠㟖㼗䮀㮣㴋䌪䍌㚽䍚㱕㮣㡗’䦐㮣䌪䊳

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㼗㠠䮀㠠㖠㚽㟖㚽䍚㮃㿮䍌㠠䮀㖠䌪䌪㮣䊳㚽䍚䦐㮣䡩㱬㖠䌪㮣䍌㴋㮣㡗㱕䦐’㖱䵫䊳䍚䌪㠠㟖㟖

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍌㴋㮣䌪㚽䍚㮃㿮䦐㱬㖠䡩㮣䵫㖱㚽䍚㮣㱕䦐’㡗㮣䌪䊳䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽䮀㠠䍚㟖䌪㠠㟖䊳

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

䍌㖠㠠䌪䮀㿮㮃㚽䍚㮣㱬䡩䦐㖠㱕䦐’㮣㡗䌪㮣䊳䵫㖱㚽䍚㴋㮣䍌䌪㠠㟖㟖䍚䊳䌪㟖㼗㠠㚽䮀㠠㖠

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㚽䍚㮃㚽㿮䍚㠠䌪䍌䮀㖠䦐㱕㮣㡗’㮣䍌㴋䌪㟖㟖䌪䍚䊳㠠䵫㖱䌪㮣䊳㮣䦐㖠䡩㱬㼗䮀㖠㠠㠠㟖㚽

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

㖠㱬㮣䦐䡩䍚㮃㿮㚽㚽䍚㴋㮣䌪䍌䊳㮣䌪䍌䌪䮀㠠㖠㡗䦐㱕㮣’㖠䮀㟖㠠㚽㼗㠠䊳㠠䍚㟖䌪㟖䵫㖱

㿮㮃䍚㚽䍚㚽䊳䍚㟖㟖㠠䌪䊳㮣䌪㖱䵫㴋㮣䌪䍌㱬䡩㮣䦐㖠㼗㟖㠠㖠㚽㠠䮀㱕㮣㡗’䦐䌪㠠㖠䍌䮀

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Chapter 177: Dilemma
Dilemma

Titus closed his eyes and stabilized his mental state.

Aisha had shared her desire for them to take in the members of the other clans who didn’t have bad intentions, and unlike Kim, the seer for Titus’ stronghold informed him that there would be three different clans coming to their stronghold.

He was, admittedly, a little nervous but also curious.

They had heard a lot about the clans along with the Scions and the lesser clans, but Titus hadn’t encountered any of them in person, so he was curious to see what they would be like. What would their race be? What would their characteristics and unique traits be? Things like that.

“You’re thinking a lot.” Titus was snapped out of his thoughts and looked down. Below him was Umbra, who had surprisingly allowed Titus to ride him.

He didn’t understand the purpose of the offer and tried to refuse, but Umbra didn’t let that happen and simply tied him up with darkness and set the boy on his back before flying into the sky.

“Ah, I’m just thinking about the clans,” Titus admitted.

“Not surprised, your thoughts were as clear as day.” Umbra laughed, and Titus felt slightly embarrassed.

“So… why did you bring me up here?” Titus finally asked. The view from up here was incredible, though it was slightly tarnished by the terrifying blizzard in the distance. Still, he could see a lot from this height.

“It’s nothing serious. It’s just that you probably have the most shallow relationship with everyone in our cohort. Even Aisha has more influence than you, and she’s known master for a shorter time.” The realization made Titus pause. He had a point.

“I… never thought about that. I always subconsciously kept my distance because I thought I was too weak to interact with you guys properly outside of training.” Titus admitted, and Umbra nodded slightly.

“I thought as much, it’s natural you’d think that way. After all, everyone grew up in a world where we are taught that strength is the ultimate decider. And to an extent, it is.” Umbra said calmly, and Titus remained silent.

“But I think, and this is just my opinion, but I think that with you, the capacity to interact with others of a higher level comes by default. Well, within the Primordial Expanse anyway, because you have potential. After all, not everyone is capable of rank jumping like you.” Titus tilted his head, but Umbra continued.

“I mean, yeah, strength is paramount. There are a lot of things that require strength to be made possible. For instance, I’m not so sure that you would have been made a commander in the army if not for your strength. Those two that follow you around most likely wouldn’t be as nice to you if you weren’t as strong as you were, many things are determined by strength, whether it’s the resources we acquire or the relationships we create. You aren’t an exception to this, but you also have an advantage.” Umbra said before suddenly chuckling.

“Master places great importance on you. In fact, that sword of yours is probably one of the greatest artifacts within the Primordial Expanse. Though, he hasn’t taught you anything personally in a good minute.” The statement made Titus blink.

‘He… has a point.’ He scratched the back of his head. Indeed, Christopher hadn’t actually taught Titus anything in a good while. Sure, he was letting him do his own thing by sending him to the hidden realm to participate in the expedition, and he had Veylthar, who proved to be an incredible helper. But despite being called his disciple, Titus hadn’t actually learned anything from Christopher in a while.

‘Though, I did learn that I should follow my desires no matter what, just like he is doing.’ That was something Titus held on to.

“But that’s besides the point. There’s this saying, ‘There are countless geniuses out there, but very few reach their peaks.’ There’s a large number of geniuses within the Primordial Expanse, but I wonder how many of them will reach their full potential. In your case, you have the support of the most powerful person there, so you have all the resources at your disposal, and by extension, all the connections.” Umbra paused.

“I’m rambling. The point is that you are a part of the cohort. You may not be as strong as everyone else, but you have the capacity to reach that point. Moreover, Master has ordained it as such, so that is how it will be. We will welcome you, and no one is going to treat you badly simply because you are weaker because we all recognize your potential. We won’t baby you… maybe Belladonna will, but the rest of us won’t, but we also won’t bully you. You are one of us, so you can be comfortable around us. If you need something, then ask. Being in the same cohort means that we are teammates, and teammates don’t ignore each other when the other person needs something.” Titus eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he stopped himself as he didn’t know what to say.

Umbra’s tail moved and patted Titus’ shoulder.

“So stop being so uptight. You can call me and everyone else by our names, no more of that elder disciple nonsense. It’s weird.” Titus felt a bit warm.

“… Thank you, Umbra.” Umbra smiled slightly and laughed.

“No problem.” With everything that was said, many would forget that Titus was more than a few years older than Umbra, yet it seemed as though he was the younger one. Which wasn’t odd, considering that Umbra was wiser despite being younger.

“Oh? It seems like our guests have finally arrived.” Umvra suddenly turned his head to a certain direction, and Titus followed his gaze and his brows furrowed.

He couldn’t see what Umbra was seeing, but he noticed that the space there seemed out of place,so they were certainly using some sort of stealth technology.

“Well, no point in wasting then.” Titus mumbled, and Umbra nodded before diving down.

***

Constella wouldn’t show it, nor would she admit it, but she was concerned.

By now, the entourage had proceeded into the blizzard and were moving at maximum speed. Each ship was fitted with an item that created a small localized zone around it that prevented it from being affected by the existence erasure caused by the blizzard. However, each of these items required an absurd amount of energy to function, as such, they couldn’t operate for an extended period.

Which is what worried her.

She had a vague idea for a backup plan in case the current one failed, but it was only vague, which she didn’t like.

She wasn’t the only one that was concerned either. All the Handlers were currently thinking of ways to increase their travel time, that or ways to extend the lifespan of their protection as much as possible.

Herta and the other seers had also joined this brainstorming session as they tried to come up with viable ways to do this.

Constella sighed in her heart. Why did everything have to be so complicated.

But that wasn’t the only reason for her worry. The truth was that, she was scared. That alone didn’t alarm her, her father taught her that it was alright to be scared, what mattered was what one did with that fear.

But the idea of an Arbiter being in the same place as her… that was a degree of terror she didn’t think she’d experience again.

It was strange. She’d encountered all sorts of things in the past, and there wasno shortage of entities that gave her the ‘Yeah fighting that is probably a bad idea.’ Feeling.

Hell, the fact that she was currently treading upon the hidden realm of a Paeagon who possessed power beyond her comprehension didn’t scare her that much.

Yet tor some reason, the idea of encountering a Primordial Arbiter filled her with such existential dread that she found it difficult to keep her emotions under control. Which was insane considering the fact that she hadn’t even seen the person that caused her such dread. For all she knew what she felt could have simply been a remnant Aura released by the being that was in fact long gone.

But she counted ghat.

‘Ugh, these aren’t the things I should be thinking about right now.’ She rubbed the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes. However, she suddenly noticed everyone fall silent. Slightly perplexed, she opened her eyes to see everyone silently looking ahead through the viewing glass.

“What’s wrong…” The words died down in her throat when she saw the reason for their silence.

Just ahead of them, a star sized crater sat in the ice. That in itself was terrifying as again, the durability of this hidden realm was unlike anything one would encounter in other worlds.

However, had that been all, Constella would have simply been concerned.

However, what made her tremble visibly, was the remnant authority left behind.

‘… They were here…’ The thought nearly made her fall to her knees.

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MY 10,000× DIMENSIONAL SYSTEM - Chapter 177

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