She had suddenly become a sixth-year elementary school kid. How come?
她突然变成了一个六年级的小学生，怎么会这样？
For the remainder of dawn, Han Su-Yeong stewed in her stupefaction. Initially, she wondered if she had regressed like Yu Jung-Hyeok.
余下的日子，韩素英一直昏昏沉沉的。起初，她怀疑自己是否像余正赫一样退化了。
[Self-regulated activity period has concluded.]
[自我调节活动期已经结束]
[Next self-regulated activity period is scheduled to take place in around 14 hours.]
[下一个自我调节活动时段预计在14小时左右进行。]
[The body's control has been rescinded.]
[尸体的控制权已被取消。]
However, she got to figure out what happened to her after those messages floated up and she lost control of her own body.
然而，当那些信息浮出水面，她失去了对自己身体的控制后，她才明白自己到底发生了什么。
[You can exercise the control only when the main body's ego has entered the sleep mode.]
[只有当主体的自我进入睡眠模式时，你才能实施控制。]
She had taken possession of her own younger self.
她已经找回了年轻时的自己。
'….Could this be a new type of scenario?'
“......这会是一种新的情况吗?”
No matter how long she waited, though, stuff like scenario messages never popped up.
然而，不管她等了多久，类似场景信息的东西从未出现过。
She 'watched' her younger self wake up with a dishevelled face, wash up, eat breakfast, and head off to school. She couldn't do anything else besides that.
她看着年轻时的自己醒来时蓬头垢面，洗了个澡，吃了早餐，然后上学去了。除此之外她什么也做不了。
And exactly 14 hours later, the following messages popped up.
整整14个小时之后，接下来的信息出现了。
[The main body's ego has fallen asleep.]
[主体的自我已经睡着了]
[Self-regulated activity will now begin.]
[自我调节的活动现在将开始]
[Control of the body has been handed over to you.]
[身体的控制权已经交给你了。]
She'd stay as a dumb little 13-year-old kid during the daytime, while during the night, her body's control would revert to her like clockwork. And then, she'd start crying out in lamentation like this next.
白天，她会像个13岁的小孩一样呆在家里，而到了晚上，她的身体就会像时钟一样准确无误地控制自己。然后，她又开始像这样哀叹。
"…..What the hell am I supposed to do here?"
“我到底该怎么办?”
Her head was in a mess. If this was really the 'First World-line', her actions of now could influence the rest of the world-lines yet to be born in the future.
她的头脑一片混乱。如果这真的是“第一世界线”，那么她现在的行动可能会影响未来世界其他地方的行动。
After sucking in deep breaths, she decided to first check out the situation she was in.
在深吸了几口气之后，她决定先检查一下自己的情况。
Expensive but simple furniture filled this three-bedroom-plus-living-room house. Han Su-Yeong was quite familiar with it.
这个三居室加起居室的房子里摆满了昂贵但简单的家具，韩素英对此非常熟悉。
The housekeeper that came to work early every morning, the lazy guard that monitored all visitors, and her parents that came to visit her on the weekends in alternating turns while being driven on new cars every time.
每天早上早早来上班的女管家，监视所有来访者的懒惰守卫，以及每次开着新车轮流在周末来看她的父母。
Her father was a National Assembly member, while mother was an actress. Han Su-Yeong never thought of them as her family, though.
她的父亲是国会议员，母亲是演员。但韩素妍从来没有把他们当成自己的家人。
The world didn't know of her existence. And her so-called parents, they probably didn't want her existence to be revealed to the world, either.
全世界都不知道她的存在。而她所谓的父母，他们可能也不希望她的存在被公之于众。
"….It's really the same."
“真的是一样的。”
Han Su-Yeong browsed through the pile of books on top of the desk belonging to her 13-year-old self. Some were books she really liked, while some, she couldn't even recognise. The faint, blurry memories must be held in possession by her other self. In any case, it was crystal clear that she had read them all judging by the hand stains left on the books.
韩素英翻阅着书桌上13岁自己的一堆书。有些是她真正喜欢的书，有些是她甚至认不出来的。那些模糊的模糊的记忆一定是她的另一个自我占有的。不管怎样，很明显，从书上留下的手印来看，她已经把它们都读过了。
⸢To each and everyone, a life that's only theirs exists.⸥
对每个人来说，只属于他们自己的生活是存在的
She saw a line drawn under some throwaway quote and felt a chill creep down her skin. Such unimpressive sentences piled up and would eventually go on to become the human Han Su-Yeong. Probably.
她看到一些一次性引用下面画了一条线，感到一股寒意从她的皮肤上蔓延下来。这些毫无意义的句子堆积如山，最终成为人类的韩素妍。可能吧。
It was then that he heard a sound of doorbell going off.
就在这时，他听到门铃响了。
….At this late hour?
在这么晚的时候？
She hurriedly pressed the intercom button to confirm. At first, she wondered if it was the guard, but when she took a closer look at the intercom screen, he had been already knocked out cold. And a middle-aged man wearing a fedora was smiling in her direction and waving his hand.
她急忙按下对讲机按钮确认。一开始，她怀疑是不是那个警卫，但当她仔细看对讲机屏幕时，他已经被打晕了。一个戴着软呢帽的中年男子朝她的方向微笑着，挥着手。
- It's me, Dokkaebi King.
是我，多卡比·金。
*
"Why do you look like that?"
“你为什么看起来那样?”
"When I arrived here, I suddenly morphed into a human being. I'm almost fully stripped of my system authority, too….. But, why have you become so much younger?"
“当我来到这里时，我突然变成了一个人。我的系统权限也几乎完全被剥夺了。但是，你为什么变得这么年轻了呢?”
"You made me like this, didn't you?"
“是你把我变成这样的，不是吗?”
"I certainly did not. The influence of the great Probability has… Actually, forgive me for this intrusion."
“我当然没有。大概率的影响已经......实际上，请原谅我的冒昧。”
Han Su-Yeong groaned and guided the Dokkaebi King inside the house.
韩素妍呻吟着，引导着多卡比王进了屋子。
"Do you live alone?" It asked her.
“你一个人住吗?”它问她。
"I do."
“我愿意。”
"You seem to have some spare rooms."
“你们好像有一些空房间。”
"….I'm telling you this now, don't expect me to put you up in here."
“......我现在告诉你，不要指望我把你关在这里.”
The Dokkaebi King pouted in disappointment from that.
多卡比国王对此非常失望。
Han Su-Yeong boiled a simple teabag and brought it out, then asked her guest. "Okay. What is your reason for bringing me to this world-line?"
韩素英煮了一个简单的茶包拿出来，问客人。“好吧。你把我带到这个世界来的理由是什么?”
"We shall go and search for the 'creator' together."
“我们将一起去寻找‘创造者’。”
"How?"
“怎么做?”
"That's something we should think about from here on."
“从现在开始，这是我们应该思考的问题。”
"You came here without any preparations or knowing anything?"
“你来这里没有任何准备，也不知道任何事情?”
"Of course not. I do have my suspicions. For instance, that novel."
“当然没有。我确实有自己的怀疑。比如，那本小说。”
Han Su-Yeong's expression hardened. As expected, it seemed that the Dokkaebi King had been aware of the existence of 'Ways of Survival.' "The author of that novel is probably the 'god' that constructed this universe," said the Dokkaebi King.
韩素妍的表情变得僵硬。不出所料，多卡比国王似乎已经意识到“生存之道”的存在“这部小说的作者很可能就是构建这个宇宙的‘上帝’，”多卡比国王说。
tls123.
Tls123.
The author who wrote 'Three Ways to Survive in a Ruined World'.
这位作家写了《在毁灭的世界中生存的三种方法》。
Han Su-Yeong sighed softly, and fetched her notebook PC. "I've already tried to search for it, though."
韩素妍轻轻地叹了口气，拿出她的笔记本电脑，“不过我已经试着去找了。”
- There are no matching results.
-没有匹配的结果。
"That novel, it hasn't been uploaded yet."
“那本小说还没上传呢。”
"….Hmm. Maybe something had gone wrong somewhere?"
“嗯，也许哪里出了什么问题?”
"No, it's more like we came here too early. I'm pretty sure that the serialisation will start this year."
“不，更像是我们来得太早了。我很确定今年就会开始连载了。”
"How do you know that?"
“你怎么知道的?”
"If what I heard is right, the first time Kim Dok-Ja read this novel was when he was 15. I'm 13 right now, so he must be 15."
“如果我没听错的话，金道子第一次读这本小说是在他15岁的时候。我现在13岁，所以他一定是15岁。”
She recalled a certain crumpled memo pad Kim Dok-Ja gave to her in the past. He must've been in a rush, but he still managed to write down all sorts of information on that little thing.
她回忆起金道子过去送给她的一张皱巴巴的便笺簿。他一定是赶时间，但他还是设法写下了关于那个小东西的各种信息。
"That great one is 15 years old, is it… Something's rather cute….."
“那个很棒的已经15岁了，是不是......有些东西很可爱......”
"I'm more curious about something else, though."
“不过，我对其他事情更好奇。”
"Such as?"
“比如?”
"What will happen if the 'Ways of Survival' doesn't appear in this world?"
“如果‘生存之道’不在这个世界上出现，会发生什么?”
"Excuse me?" The Dokkaebi King stumbled a little from her question before speaking up. "Hmm… If that happens, then the great one won't get to read the novel."
“你说什么?”多卡比国王在回答这个问题之前有些磕磕绊绊。“嗯......如果真是这样，那么伟大的作家就不会有机会读这本小说了。”
"Since he won't get to read it, that naturally means the 'Ways of Survival' won't become reality either, right?"
“既然他读不到这本书，自然也就意味着《生存之道》也不会成为现实，对吧?”
"….That might be plausible. At the very least, the 'apocalypse' might not get triggered for the world-lines about to be branched off from here."
”...这可能有点道理。至少，‘启示录’可能不会触发即将从这里分支出去的世界线。”
In that case, if they could prevent Kim Dok-Ja from reading the 'Ways of Survival', then that meant they could potentially stop the apocalypse of this world-line, too.
在这种情况下，如果他们能够阻止金道子阅读《生存之道》，那就意味着他们也有可能阻止世界末日的到来。
"I think I get the general gist of your idea. Are you trying to stop the serialisation of the 'Ways of Survival'?" The Dokkaebi King asked.
“我想我大致明白你的意思了。你是在试图阻止‘生存之道’的连载吗?”多卡比国王问道。
"That's right."
“没错。”
Han Su-Yeong nodded her head. As long as this tls123 was not a supernatural existence, she might be able to prevent the destruction of this world with her powers alone.
韩素英点了点头。只要这个时刻不是超自然的存在，她也许能够单凭自己的力量阻止这个世界的毁灭。
But then, the Dokkaebi King tackled her down verbally. "Yours is indeed an intriguing idea. However, you don't even know who the author is…."
但是后来，多卡比王用言语把她压倒了。“你的想法确实很有趣。然而，你甚至不知道作者是谁......”
"Have you ever read that novel before?"
“你以前读过那本小说吗?”
"No, I haven't. Have you?"
“不，我没有，你有吗?”
"Yeah." Han Su-Yeong pondered something for a little bit before continuing on. "That novel, it's really badly written."
“是啊。”韩素英沉思了一会儿，然后继续说下去。“那本小说，写得真糟糕。”
"…"
"..."
"From the very beginning, it's filled with way too much exposition, while the chapter lengths are all over the place, and the work doesn't even try to accommodate its potential readers. Only Kim Dok-Ja alone managed to read it from start to finish."
“从一开始，它就充满了太多的阐述，而章节的长度到处都是，作品甚至没有试图满足潜在的读者。只有金道子一个人从头读到尾。”
"Hoh. As expected of the great…."
“哦，不出所料，伟大的...”
"You think such a thing even makes sense?"
“你认为这样的事情有意义吗?”
The Dokkaebi King narrowed its eyes as if to ask, what are you talking about.
多卡比国王眯起眼睛，好像在问:你在说什么。
Han Su-Yeong continued on. "An author who doesn't read his own novel? Someone like that doesn't exist. And because of the unique traits of a webnovel platform, you can never perfectly fix anything, so you don't have a choice but to re-read your uploaded chapters several times even if to check for typos and stuff. But then…. past the 100th chapter, the view count became just 'one' for the remainder of that novel."
韩素英继续说道。“一个不读自己的小说的作家？那样的人根本不存在。而且由于网络小说平台的独特性，你永远不可能完美地修复任何东西，所以你别无选择，只能反复阅读上传的章节，即使要检查是否有打字错误之类的东西。但是后来..。过了第100章，视角统计变成了小说剩余部分的“一”
Only then did the Dokkaebi King's eyes widened, as if it finally understood what she was saying. "Could it be…..?"
直到这时，多卡比国王的眼睛才睁大，好像终于明白了她在说什么。“会不会是......?”
"It is. The author of the 'Ways of Survival' that I think is none other than that idiot. I don't know why he's denying being the author even after writing it himself, but I'm sure about this."
“是的。我认为《生存之道》的作者正是那个白痴。我不知道他为什么要否认自己是作者，即使他自己写了这本书，但我确信这一点。”
One of her old habits was to leave a blank Korean word processor page displayed on her notebook. While looking at the blinking cursor, she spoke up. "We need to find Kim Dok-Ja. Before he starts that damn 'Ways of Survival'."
她的一个老习惯是在笔记本上留下一个空白的韩文文字处理页面。她一边看着闪烁的光标，一边大声说道。“我们需要找到金道子。在他开始那该死的‘生存之道’之前。”
*
The problem was with how to find that 'Kim Dok-Ja'.
问题是如何找到“金道子”。
"Do you know where he lives? I no longer have the power of the system, so we need to personally locate him," said the Dokkaebi King.
“你知道他住在哪里吗？我不再拥有这个体系的力量，所以我们需要亲自找到他。
"I'm sure he's somewhere around Seoul."
“我肯定他就在首尔附近。”
"….Don't you know any other distinguishing traits of his?"
“难道你不知道他还有什么别的特点吗?”
"He's probably hiding somewhere, busy reading fantasy novels or something…."
“他可能躲在什么地方，忙着看奇幻小说或者其他什么......”
"How are we even supposed to find him with such information "
“有这样的信息，我们怎么能找到他?”
"Argh, I don't know. It's your job to come up with something. I'm only an elementary school kid, you know."
“啊，我不知道。你的工作就是想出一些东西。你知道，我只是一个小学生。”
After saying that, Han Su-Yeong blacked out immediately. When she came to, the Dokkaebi King must've gone somewhere, as it was nowhere to be found.
说完之后，韩素英立刻昏了过去。当她醒来的时候，多卡比王一定已经去了某个地方，因为那里已经找不到了。
"….This was why I always dozed off back in school."
“......这就是为什么我回到学校总是打瞌睡。”
She always wondered why she felt so sleepy whenever she got to school… As it turned, her condition was due to another ego waking up and doing its own thing during the night time.
她总是想知道为什么每当她到学校的时候她总是感到如此困倦......当事情发生的时候，她的状况是由于另一个自我在夜间醒来并做它自己的事情。
Since waiting for the Dokkaebi King proved to be rather boring, Han Su-Yeong did what she could during the early hours of the morning.
由于等待杜卡比王是相当无聊的事情，韩素妍在凌晨尽了自己所能。
Most of that was browsing through various blogs.
其中大部分是通过各种博客浏览的。
"That guy, I'm pretty sure he was a blogger….."
“那家伙，我敢肯定他是个博客写手......”
And when even that became too boring, she created a secret folder in the notebook and started writing novels. Most of them were simple 'minifictions' written solely for the purpose of keeping her writer's sense sharp. However, something truly strange happened the next day she completed them. Her 13-year-old ego active during the daytime ended up causing a big event.
当这个过程变得太无聊的时候，她在笔记本里建立了一个秘密的文件夹，开始写小说。其中大多数都是简单的“微型小说”，只是为了保持作者敏锐的感觉而写的。然而，真正奇怪的事情发生了第二天，她完成了他们。她13岁的自我意识在白天活跃，结果引发了一场大事件。
"Su-Yeong-ah, since when did you learn to write so well?"
“素英啊，你什么时候学会写字的?”
The school suddenly hosted a writing contest and she won the top prize. Not only that, the content of her writing was exactly the same as the minifiction she cobbled together during the early hours, too.
学校突然举办了一次写作比赛，她获得了最高奖。不仅如此，她作品的内容也和她早些时候拼凑起来的小说一模一样。
"Just, you know, it came flooding out," her 13-year-old self replied.
“只是，你知道，它像洪水一样涌了出来，”13岁的她回答道。
Han Su-Yeong looked back, and recalled that people began saying she had a talent for writing around the time she was 13 or so. With here as the starting point, she would earnestly walk on the path of the full-fledged writer.
