I Don't Need To Log Out

Chapter 64 Choices

"Is it possible for me to read the books here when I have time in the future?" Arlon asked.

Zephyrion shook his head. "They belong to the government, not to me, so I can't allow it."

Arlon wasn't ready to give up. He wanted to uncover more about the past and EVR. No matter what, he was part of both this world and the "game."

"Hmm... What about a trade, then?" Arlon proposed, his tone calm but determined.

Zephyrion's lips curled into a faint smirk. "What do you have to offer?"

Arlon opened his inventory and began pulling out books, one after another. Soon, ten volumes were stacked neatly in his hands.

"I have history books written by Agema," he replied smugly, clearly pleased with his leverage.

He had more than ten books in his possession, but he decided ten would suffice for now. Borrowing the library's resources was his goal, and he could always use the rest of his collection as leverage in the future.

Zephyrion raised an eyebrow, intrigued.@@@@

"I'll donate these books to the government," Arlon offered, "in exchange for unrestricted access to this library whenever I need it."

Zephyrion's eyes narrowed slightly. "You're aware that withholding discoveries like these from the government is a crime in Trion, aren't you?"

Arlon grinned. "Worst-case scenario, you'll kill me, and I'll revive."

"Haha! Good thinking," Zephyrion chuckled, clearly amused. "Don't worry. I wouldn't resort to something so crude."

Even though the comment seemed like a joke, Arlon felt a chill. If Zephyrion truly wanted to punish him, death would be the least of his concerns.

"Fine," Zephyrion finally agreed. "Hand over the books, and I'll grant you access to the library whenever you wish. Now, tell me—what was it you wanted to report?"

Arlon nodded, relieved. "Ah, about that. Let's sit first. I have quite a bit to share, and I think you'll find it helpful."

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On Earth, the minds of eight players were in chaos.

Five of them—the Gamers—had gathered in a private room at a café to discuss their revelations.

"Could it still be a joke by a game developer? It's possible, you know," Lei said, her tone uncertain.

"I don't think so," Pierre replied. "It seemed like Arlon knew about this long before today."

"This changes everything," Zack muttered, his voice laced with fear. "S-shouldn't we tell everyone? If this is real, they deserve to know."

"No," June interjected firmly. "Let's be realistic. They didn't tell everyone for a reason. It's not our place to spread this information."

"Why do you think they're keeping it secret?" Lei asked, still skeptical.

"You helped me," Evan interrupted gently. "That's all you did. I would've done the same thing on my own, with or without you. You're not to blame, okay?"

For the next hour, Evan patiently reassured her, speaking in a steady voice and repeating comforting words when she started spiraling.

Eventually, Carmen's breathing evened out, and she began to sound calmer.

"Okay," she murmured finally, though her voice was still soft. "I'll try to believe you."

Evan felt a wave of relief but knew the real challenge was still ahead.

"So," he asked cautiously, "what do we do now? Are we logging back in tomorrow?"

Silence hung on the line as they both considered the weight of the decision.

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"I have a lot of things to report. You can choose to believe me or not, but I won't be able to answer any questions about how I know the things I'm about to share," Arlon began, his tone firm.

He wanted to set expectations from the start since he planned to share knowledge from the future.

Of course, he wouldn't reveal everything—doing so would make his information too suspicious. But he would share as much as he could without raising unnecessary doubts.

Zephyrion nodded. "Understood. Go ahead."

"First of all," Arlon started, "I'll provide you with some additional information about the time of the heroes. Please send an exploration team to Poko Mountain. There's a cave near the summit. You'll find something important there."

This was information about the monster core.

Arlon already had one in his possession and had initially planned to find the other himself.

However, relying too heavily on his skills alone wasn't a good strategy—even Agema had emphasized this in her book.

He decided to pass on the core's discovery to the Trionians, allowing them to start researching it earlier than they would have in his past timeline.

Normally, that core would remain undiscovered for another five years, and no meaningful advancements would be made for a decade.

But this wasn't just about expediting research by five years.

In the original timeline, many researchers would lose their lives when the Trionian government fell.

By sharing this information now, there was a chance to significantly advance equipment-making techniques and prevent critical knowledge from being lost.

Zephyrion didn't react visibly, maintaining a calm demeanor. He was here to listen, not to act impulsively.

Regardless of how valuable Arlon's information seemed, Zephyrion had no obligation to act on the word of a mere player.

But he would evaluate the information carefully.

"The second piece of information," Arlon continued, his voice steady despite the weight of his words, "is this: Kelta will fall in three years."