That day, Seongjin entrusted Schmidt with one Ice Heart and four refrigerators.
Thud! Crash! Thud!
Schmidt’s eyes widened as he watched the massive ice refrigerators suddenly being summoned into the logistics relay station’s warehouse.
“I heard they were items from the Regulatory World, but this is truly like magic.”
“This summoning is a one-time thing. They can’t be put back anywhere else,” Seongjin added, recalling the precautions Dexter had given him.
“Oh, and these have pairs that need to be moved together. So, the low-temperature carriages will have to move in pairs as well. The paired units shouldn’t be too far apart if possible. If they are, one of them might stop working.”
“What? Why is that?”
“Because each pair of refrigerators comes from a single Bingsoo. That one is from Bingsoo 9’s arms and legs, and this one is from Bingsoo 11’s torso and arms.”
“…”
After the kind explanation, Schmidt looked at Seongjin as if he were some kind of serial dismemberer.
“What? Why? What’s wrong?”
What’s with the look, you demon who’s worse than a murderer? Huh?
Besides, this was all an unavoidable choice.
There weren’t many intact Bingsoos left, and to begin with, reducing them to…