Antagonist Protection Service-Chapter 195 - Transporting To The End Of The World

195: Transporting To The End Of The World

195: Transporting To The End Of The World

Shortly after entering the Library, I was presented with the details of the next Contract.

Contract Details

[Surviving as a Master Alchemist in the Apocalypse]

Manhwa Serialisation

Protagonist: Yoon Seong-Ho | Transmigrator

Tags: #Action #Drama #FusionFantasy #MaleProtagonist #BoldProtagonist #CunningProtagonist #Apocalypse #System #Alchemy

Difficulty: ★★★☆☆

“Transmigrator…

That’s the term for someone transported to another world while they were still alive, right?

Considering a Reincarnator is someone who died and came back to life.”

“Certainly, Enki can think of it that way, although it’s not entirely correct!

In reality, a Protagonist can both be a Transmigrator and a Reincarnator at the same time, but because the exact definition for each term can be stretched to fit whatever description is needed, it can get confusing!

That’s why we only use one term for Protagonist classification to simplify things!”

Listening to the Librarian’s explanation, I nodded.

“Alright.

So, the difference between this guy and the Beast Tamer for example was that he died before having his body transported into the other world, making him a Reincarnator, while this guy was just transported without dying?

It’s like I thought, then.”

“Yep, certainly!

However, do keep in mind that, particularly with Transmigrators and Reincarnators, the terms themselves are only there to catalogue ‘how’ the Protagonist came to be, and has no inherent bearing on how you should go about clearing the Contract!”

“I get that.”

In the end, fussing over the difference between the two was meaningless, and there was no need to be pedantic.

If the Protagonist died before awakening once again, he was a Reincarnator.

If the Protagonist simply found himself transported in another world, whether he was in his original body or not, he was a Transmigrator.

The explanations I heard from Ina a while back were a little different, but if those were the definitions the Library was working by, then I’d accept them as truth.

‘Anyway, it doesn’t really matter.’

Skimming over the Tags, there were only a few I felt like I needed to take heed of.

In particular, #CunningProtagonist, #Apocalypse, #System, and #Alchemy.

“Librarian, I think I already know the answer, but I’ll ask just in case; we don’t have the information of how the Protagonist’s System works exactly, do we?”

“Nope!”

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Tapping my chin twice with my finger, I gave it a moment of consideration.

‘I mean, it obviously has something to do with alchemy, but that doesn’t really help…’

In that case, all I could do was figure things out when I got there.

Next, #CunningProtagonist.

I didn’t think there was much I could do about that.

I would just need to be careful and not trust him.

Lastly, #Apocalypse…

“I guess it’s just the setting, so…

Should I just get going?”

There wasn’t much I could do in terms of preparation, so after ensuring there was plenty of food and water in Storage, as well as a bunch of the usual miscellaneous stuff that I couldn’t be bothered to get rid of, I equipped the Draconic Shadow and turned to the Librarian.

“Send me out.”

“Roger~!

Let’s go…!”

Reflexively closing my eyes as the space around me distorted, I soon heard her high-pitched voice reverberate inside my head.

[Transporting to the Illusory World of ‘Surviving as a Master Alchemist in the Apocalypse’!]

Feeling stable ground form beneath my feet, the sensation of twisting air around me rapidly dissipating, my eyes slid open, revealing a modern city seemingly ravaged by war.

“…”

Glancing around, literally everything was destroyed, including of course the fabric of civilisation itself.

Skyscrapers torn open halfway through like tin cans, rows of flipped or otherwise damaged cars ruined beyond repair, multi-storey parking garages collapsed into rubble, debris and raw devastation no matter where I looked.

I spawned standing in the middle of the road, blocked and filled with all kinds of car blockades and wreckages.

As if fabricated to intentionally match the ground environment, the sky was also grey, veiled with a sea of moody clouds that eclipsed the sun.

‘Bit depressing, but I guess it’s not unexpected…’

A gentle breeze passed through the area, carrying with it a faint scent of gunpowder mixed with sulphur, burnt rubber, and a hint of iron.

Thanks to Heightened Senses enhancing my olfactory nerves without my consent, it instinctively made me scrunch my nose.

‘Disgusting…’

What couldn’t be denied was the powerful atmosphere of the setting, so much so that it made me pull up the hood on the Draconic Shadow.

I didn’t summon the Villain’s Vizard because I didn’t want to appear overly suspicious if someone saw me―the Draconic Shadow already did a good enough job at that.

Although, with the cloak softly rustling in the slow wind, I couldn’t deny that it made me feel like someone cool or important standing here, in the eerie silence.

If nothing else, it was cinematic.

‘Uh, anyway.

That’s not what I’m here for.

Librarian?’

Lightly shaking my head and mentally correcting myself, I indicated for the Librarian to continue.

[Certainly!

The target is ‘Yoon Seong-Ho, the Transmigrator’!]

And finally, what I was most intrigued by.

[This time, you have no disguise.

You may claim to be a lone survivor in the apocalypse, but the Protagonist will not heedlessly take it to be the truth.]

Well that was a first.

“…I see.

Is that why the Draconic Shadow wasn’t overwritten…?”

[Ahem.

If I may…

For certain Illusory Worlds such as this one, the benefit you would receive from using a disguise would not in fact be worth the World Stability consumed in order to provide you with the disguise in the first place.]

“No, I understand.

I agree, a disguise probably wouldn’t do much good here anyway…”

Muttering that as I looked around, I quickly came to wholeheartedly concur with the Librarian’s explanation.

I couldn’t forget that disguises cost some of the Library’s World Stability to create, a precious resource, perhaps more so than anything else that exists.

Any chance we had to save some, even if it was just a little, we should take it.

‘It’s no big deal.

I probably wouldn’t be able to act very well as a survivor either way.’

If I looked at myself objectively, I had just come from the middle of a nice dinner with the family―I was clean, well-fed, and well-kempt from head to toe.

Even with a disguise of, let’s say, tattered clothes, it would be extremely difficult to get away with acting like a struggling, poor survivor, when in reality I wasn’t like that at all.

The disguise was extremely powerful with the help of World Stability affecting the essence of the Illusory World itself, but there was still always a possibility of it being uncovered as fake.

Even assuming it did work flawlessly, what would I gain?

I still needed to kill the Protagonist, and everyone knows that stragglers in an apocalyptic world like this were not to be trusted.

For someone with the descriptor of ‘cunning’, I couldn’t help but think the Protagonist would only seek to take advantage of me.

‘There’s plenty of reasons why it wouldn’t be worth it.’

In any case, how should I go about finding the target in question…

Just as that thought occurred to me, I felt a faint rumble under my feet, and an indistinct sound like a whale’s call in the distance.

“Oh…

Guess I should check out what’s over there.”

Lowering my head slightly in the direction of the bizarre sound, I stepped forward.