There Is No World For ■■

***Lunch break at Lord Howe Academy.The 'Author' opened his notebook as he sat in the deserted thicket between the garbage dump and the sports field.The notebook contained all the content of the original story of this world that he could remember.It was practically his secret weapon, but there was a big X drawn on the very first page of the notebook.What the hell am I supposed to do when things go wrong right from the prologue?The prologue of this world—The attack by the crazy Necromancer and his countless zombie army didn’t take place.Let alone the Necromancer, there wasn’t even a trace of zombies.Damn it.The tragedy that should have claimed countless lives in its wake, passed without an incident. Although it was something he should have been happy about, the 'Author' felt anger, not joy.The prologue was his chance—his one chance to get rid of the supporting characters he didn’t like and identify who the 'protagonist' was.The carefully prepared dagger for assassination and poison needles were now useless. The 'protagonist,' who was supposed to draw the world’s attention after dealing with Buzum, didn’t show up.Since it got messed up from the first button, there was no way the rest of the story would progress smoothly.The key figure of Chapter 1 of the story was the Saintess.But not only did she skip the entrance ceremony, she also disappeared from the academy itself.What was even more incomprehensible was her actions afterwards.The place the Saintess made her appearance wasn’t the Holy Nation, her hometown, nor the tourist spots she usually dreamed of, but in Manchuria. Why on earth?Seeing the two hands and the Invisibility Cloak featured prominently in the newspaper, the Author was left dumbfounded and threw his phone away as soon as he read the article.Damn it, how much has the future changed?The Author flipped through the pages of his notebook as he fell deep in thought.Manchuria, known as the 'Power Leveling Hunting Ground' in the game, was not only far from being a hunting ground but was also effectively holding off the monsters from Siberia.And his problems didn’t end there. The dragon, which was only supposed to appear in Chapter 5, made the news, and they even mentioned that it had left behind a rib after a fierce battle.Manchuria and dragon ribs. How many events would keep snowballing due to this? He couldn’t even make a guess to begin with.The Author closed his notebook and massaged his temples. Even if he wanted to come up with a new plan, he didn’t have enough information.He needed to find out what was happening in this world and what those damn supporting characters were up to in order to formulate a proper plan.Damn it, I really need to get in touch with the information guild as soon as possible.The Author got up and thought of the two major information guilds he had in mind.Blue Rat and Secret Society.As per what he had written in the notebook, his original plan was to contact Blue Rat.Not only would he be able to reach them through the Saintess, but there were many items he could obtain as well.However, since the Saintess didn’t come to the academy, the Blue Rat guild member monitoring her also didn’t show up either.So, in the end, he was only left with one choice.To think that I have to get involved with criminals from the very start... damn it.The Author stomped his feet as he left the thicket.He understood that he had no choice, but it was hard to keep the curses from spilling out.Damn it, damn it.Grumbling as he walked to his destination, the Author emerged from the thicket and arrived at the garbage dump.Just like the other facilities at the academy, the garbage dump was a combination of old facilities filled with history and tradition and the latest modern facilities.The garbage dump, completely desolate without even a single fly around, was quiet. Well, it was not like any normal students would come to the garbage dump during lunchtime.Of course, students would hardly visit this place under normal circumstances... but for the Author, this was a good thing. After all, the person he was looking for wasn’t a student.He sat in a corner of the garbage dump, trying to figure out how to start the conversation.‘I want to buy some information’? Too obvious.‘I want to share some secrets with you’? Too old-fashioned.‘I know what you did last summer¹’? That was just plagiarism.So the safest bet would be...