Genius of a Unique Lineage Chapter 280

280. (Side story) There is a first time for everyone.

“So, I’m telling you in advance. “Let’s all be careful of civilians.”

A man with neatly parted and combed hair spoke.

The man with parted hair who made eye contact with the few people gathered in front frowned briefly and then straightened them again.

This is when the eyes rest on one person.

The man, who returned his expression casually, opened his mouth.

“Don’t go out alone and end up with a hole in your head.”

The voice is small. It’s almost like a muttering.

But there was no one here who had not heard it.

Because this was a group of immortals, the Immortal Special Forces.

The man who finished speaking waved his hand.

At the sign for everyone to disperse, someone grabbed Joongbong’s shoulder.

“Yes, new employee Lee Jung-bong.”

Lifting a finger without answering.

When I was told to follow him, I followed behind him and found myself on the rooftop.

After taking a quick look around, the man took out a cigarette and asked.

Chick.

Light it, inhale the smoke, and then exhale it.

Can I have a smoke too?

Jungbong was worried.

“Hey, let’s just do the middle, please.”

His rank was assistant manager, and he was also a mid-level commander.

He is a pureblood immortal with slightly raised eyes.

Originally, the person immediately above him would be the archer, but Jungbong was a pureblood immortal.

When I joined the Immortal Special Forces, there was a tendency for purebloods to look down on mixed bloods. If you don’t notice that, you should take off your immortal title.

There was no case for a mixed-race master to teach a pure-blood junior. Among the new recruits, the pureblood group only accepted purebloods as their juniors.

It’s a petty battle of conflict.

Jungbong thought so too.

A war between ordinary people and special species.

Hasn’t it been just over five years since the end of the world war, also known as the Special Species War?

Despite this, people still take sides and fight. This happens even though the campaign song called “Let’s stop dividing sides and become one” is constantly being played on TV.

But behind the scenes, even special species ostracize each other and divide the lines between each other. How funny is this?

“You don’t know the middle? Is your name Habong? Nope. It’s Jungbong. Baby, I don’t even want a reunion. Let’s just go to the middle. Is Joongbong Shiki? “Don’t you know that the atmosphere is scary these days?”

Joongbong lowered his eyes at the words of the assistant manager.

“Why don’t you follow instructions?”

“I will correct it.”

“Let’s get this straight. “Ah, where did such a torturer come in?”

Tick.

The assistant manager leaves the rooftop entrance, flicking a cigarette between his fingers.

Only after Joongbong sensed that the presence had completely gone downwards did he take out a cigarette and ask.

“Whoa, f*ck.”

I got so far away that I couldn’t hear my voice.

Jungbong thought as he fiddled with the bandage tied around his head.

Should I have backed off there?

When I went out on a mission, I was alone and my head exploded.

This is the second time. Previously, I broke my arm.

I may be overly motivated. Otherwise, he might just be less talented.

Ever since I became aware of the special species at the orphanage, I have been running only looking ahead.

Wow.

I chain-smoked because I felt stuffy.

“You cursed at your senior and your liver was very swollen.”

Joongbong was startled by what he heard at that time and gave up his cigarette.

The cigarette fell with a splat, and Joongbong looked back and saw a woman with hair so short that it barely covered her ears.

The woman was looking down, with her legs dangling out of sight above the rooftop doorway.

“Heeju Kim of the analysis team. “First-class employee.”

He speaks and smiles. Of course, Jungbong couldn’t laugh.

“I didn’t swear at the shooter.”

On excuses.

“really?”

A woman from the analysis team asks again.

“yes.”

“I don’t think so.”

“It’s so salty.”

“Phew.”

Why are you laughing at that?

“cute.”

The woman from the analysis team said that and jumped down from the rooftop entrance.

“great. “I’ll pretend you didn’t hear it.”

The woman turns around and leaves. Even as he saw the woman leaving, Jungbong couldn’t help but sigh in relief.

Wasn’t there anyone there?

As soon as I got here, the gunner sensed the surroundings and opened his mouth.

When someone is watching, the shooter’s tone of voice is soft. Because I am a person who is very careful about managing my image.

If anyone had been there, there was no way they would have said that.

then?

‘Presence.’

I didn’t feel it, and neither did my gunner.

When the thought reached that point, Jungbong was taken aback.

‘Hide your presence?’

No matter how determined he was, he didn’t raise his antennae, but how could he fool the senses of two pure-blooded immortals?

I went back down to the office and looked at the directory.

Heeju Kim of the analysis team.

“her.”

Jungbong clicked his tongue without realizing it.

“Are you crazy?”

The gunner whispers quietly. A few seniors nearby also frowned.

Immortals are sensitive. Especially the people over here.

Meanwhile, a new employee who went on a mission and did something stupid was caught off guard.

Jungbong closed his mouth and lowered his head.

I didn’t do this out of lack of sense. That’s because I was so surprised.

Kim Hee-ju was of mixed race.

That was surprising.

Is this a mixed race that deceives the senses of pure blood?

I got curious.

“It’s dispatch. Don’t go too far to save civilians. “If we do this for no reason, only we will get hurt.”

Another senior says:

“Follow the double pole.”

It was time to get back to work.

By this time, the relationship between ordinary people and special species was quite bad.

The war was over, but there were still many ordinary people who tried to kidnap, imprison, and kill special species.

Conversely, there were many special species that attempted crimes against civilians.

A modified type of Earth’s black hole also appeared there.

It was a busy day.

“yes.”

The mission was to find her missing husband.

“It’s less than a quarter. “Even if there is blood mixed, that doesn’t matter.”

She was a woman with bags under her eyes. She married a mixed-race shapeshifter, and the identity of the shapeshifter was discovered.

Someone kidnapped that guy.

It happened often.

“yes.”

went into operation.

It wasn’t until a week later that I found him. I found it, but all that was left was my lower body.

And it wasn’t a kidnapping.

It appears to have been swept away by a nearby black hole on Earth.

The gate was opened and it was a joint operation between the police and the Immortal Special Forces.

The door is bigger than before.

Some in the community called this the ‘Gate Expansion Pack’.

A group of scientists began to seriously study the phenomenon of Earth’s black hole enlargement.

During that week, Jungbong became quite close to Kim Heeju.

The reason was simple.

“How did you do it?”

“what?”

“On the rooftop. “I didn’t even know it existed.”

“Aha, that.”

How can that be? As Jungbong clung to him, Kim Hee-ju spoke.

“Nooooooooh, you just have to work hard.”

What kind of bullshit is this?

“I’m serious.”

Heeju Kim added.

I found out later. That’s the Immortal Vision’s Presence Killing.

Jungbong learned that later.

After that, the two became closer.

“marriage? “You couldn’t pick the pumpkin seeds, so you chewed them and swallowed them.”

There was congratulations from the senior.

“With mixed race?”

Another senior who was steeped in pure-bloodism also showed signs of displeasure.

“If you have awakened as a pureblood, you will inherit that blood.”

I didn’t throw a punch at those muttered words.

Jungbong learned a lot from his wife-to-be.

The problem of pure blood and mixed blood is a festering wound.

Time passes.

Jungbong was quite happy. Although his wife’s fighting skills were poor, she was very talented.

He had a good eye for people and was popular for his affable personality.

Among the purebloods, regardless of whether they were purebloods or mixedbloods, there were quite a few people who liked her.

Of course, the winner was Jungbong.

Jungbong learned a lot.

“Are you ignoring me because I’m of mixed race? “I can do it if I try.”

It was my wife’s habit.

A lucky pureblood immortal from an orphanage.

Lee Jung-bong has forgotten his origins.

I tried.

I knew I could do it too.

Because my wife proved it.

He did the same. Proved. It was a win-win situation.

Proven ability. received recognition. He honed his skills, including killing at first sight. I never neglected to learn whenever I had the chance.

“Are you a double peaker?”

“yes.”

So much so that Nam Myeong-jin, the hero of the first generation, sang it himself.

I was recognized.

I was happy. I was very happy. I was proud. Nam Myeong-jin did not stop with just one song.

“Would you like to hear about my future?”

The president shared his future.

Unity.

A special species unit in which all special species participate.

A group that protects the city center on behalf of the Yuil Brigade.

I had a big dream. Jungbong was influenced by that dream.

“Does it seem like the nonsense of an old man who can’t even bridge the gap between purebloods and mixed bloods?”

“no. no.”

Jungbong answered and Nam Myeongjin laughed.

It was a peaceful day.

The body of an immortal regenerates.

It is a special species that is furthest from the word death.

Wouldn’t this world be like that too?

The injured area just needs to heal.

The gap between pure blood and mixed blood.

“I hope we all laugh and get along well. I also joke. “I also joke around.”

This is something my wife often says.

There is no need to be on bad terms with the shapeshifters either.

It will heal. It will happen someday.

gave birth to a child

“Is this my child?”

“Then do you think I gave birth to someone else’s child?”

Jungbong couldn’t help but laugh at those words and looked at the child.

Because the twitching was just amazing.

It didn’t really feel like it yet.

It looked like a living doll.

A wrinkled and ugly doll.

“If you become a father, look at him with love.”

My wife scolded me.

“I’ll try.”

“Noooohohohohohohohohohohoh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh,”

They both laughed.

Time passes.

The child grew up quickly. Joongbong became a fool for her daughter waiting for her to get off work.

“Do you like your daughter better than me?”

To my wife’s question.

“Half and half.”

To the extent of answering,

“This bastard?”

My wife threw a frying pan, and Joongbong caught it with flying colors.

And tragedy came quietly.

The fuse gate explodes.

Invaders at the level of terrorism poured in all over Seoul.

Jungbong fought.

Because this was to protect my wife and child.

And then the Blue Knight came out.

Once in Russia and once in Korea.

I had bad luck.

Named could be compared to a natural disaster.

The Blue Knight escaped from the hall and flew away, and humanity was unable to respond immediately.

He flew and landed in one place.

I had bad luck.

It was Jungbong’s house. A house with a wife who was worried about her husband and a child who was just starting to walk.

“Hey, calm down.”

match.

My senior slapped me. Jungbong’s eyes were blurry.

“What about the Blue Knight?”

“We suppressed it in North Korea. “I barely kicked them out.”

“Kick me out?”

“Yes, that was the limit.”

The senior with sharp eyes spoke fiercely, but was a man with a deep heart.

He took care of the only remaining middle baton.

There were no tears. Even when I saw the crater where I was at home, I didn’t shed any tears.

The Invaders who destroyed my house probably didn’t have any special feelings.

Jungbong knew that.

And because I knew that, I was able to be purely angry. I could be angry. I could vow revenge.

The name is a natural disaster?

no. This guy is real.

catch Definitely kill. certainly.

That’s how I lived. She returned to Hwarim.

“You’re back.”

The senior welcomes him. I wonder if this job was quite difficult for the senior as well.

“I’m retiring.”

That’s what he said.

2011, Hughesgate incident.

Among the immortals of Hwarim, countless special species died.

Immortals do not die easily.

If the body is torn apart or the spirit is not killed, it will regenerate.

Immortals were torn to pieces or died in despair at the tragedy unfolding before their eyes.

So many people died.

To the extent that the total number of civilian casualties and special species casualties is updated every day.

So much so that there is not enough space to erect a memorial monument.

Jungbong survived that situation and became a key member of Hwarim.

but.

“I see this as an opportunity to form a new team.”

I did not agree with Nam Myeong-jin’s words.

There was no middle peak before.

He was a tool who survived solely on the fuel of revenge.

What the blue knight killed wasn’t just my wife and child.

He killed countless colleagues and colleagues.

Hwarim has been reorganized. The middle peak remains.

After that, I started tearing down people who joined my team. If the spirit breaks down, the immortal dies.

I can’t see that again, can I?

Then I met the shapeshifter Dong-Hoon.

If you leave it alone, this guy will live and die like that.

I will die without knowing what the world is.

He’s going to die just like my child is.

It’s hard to watch.

You have to know the world, live in it, and then decide your own path.

I received the Donghun.

“thank you. manager.”

“go away.”

Even after saying this, Dong-Hoon did not leave.

He realized Jungbong’s goal and remained a member of Team 3.

Since I’ve been researching how to kill Named all day long, it would have been easy to figure it out.

“It wouldn’t be good for someone else to know. And the Blue Knight won’t die from a few bullets. Recruit a research team. “Even an alien will be captured and given an answer.”

Dong-Hoon helped him.

That’s how I lived. Waiting for the Blue Knight to appear.

I have revenge as a hot fuel in my heart.

“Belonging to Prometheus? Or get out of the way. “It kills me.”

Afterwards, I met Kim Jeong-ah.

This is a friend who uses his body a mess. At the same time, they caught a special species with the body of an ordinary person.

It’s an effort. It is the result of hard work.

It would have been a combination of medicine and training.

Just because she was born mixed race, she is like a wife who does not easily set her own limits.

“What is your goal?”

“To kill Prometheus.”

Kim Jeong-ah was an avenger.

The double pole could not be stopped. How can he stop himself from living the same life?

However, I was able to show the way.

An effective and feasible path.

“If suicide is your goal, then die. If not, follow me. “Even if you live like that for the rest of your life, you can’t kill Prometheus.”

Kim Jeong-ah followed behind her.

Hwarim has changed a lot in the meantime. He introduced various training methods.

The relationship between purebloods and mixedbloods has also become quite good.

However, the utopia that the president hopes for is still a long way off.

Hwarim also conducted research on elixirs.

Kim Jeong-ah was the experimental subject there and the person who benefited first.

The most unusual case of being an ordinary person, but joining the Immortal Special Forces.

Kim Jeong-ah is left alone.

This friend couldn’t even leave his nest and stay here.

Regardless of whether they are pure blood or mixed blood, they are ordinary people.

Everyone hissed and walked away.

Kim Jeong-ah didn’t care.

As long as it served my purpose, I didn’t care about anything.

Time passes.

I learned this after taking on and teaching a few new employees.

It will die if the fuse gate explodes one more time. You can’t leave a guy like that in the company, right?

“Your nickname is Blender.”

A classmate who survived Hughes Gate said:

Does it matter what you call it?

So I lived waiting for the Blue Knight.

It was no different from the life of a monk.

A monk who dreams of revenge and does not have anyone around him.

Then some crazy guy came into the company.

“Is this a reflection?”

He was so crazy that he couldn’t even pray.

“Are your eyes blurry now? “I think it’s time for you to retire.”

Because he speaks such words with such sincerity, they call him a thief and his name is Yoo Gwang-ik.

“Let’s die. I will kill you today and retire.”

Jungbong wanted the new recruit.

The newbies were also self-disciplined.

How long has it been since I felt this pleasure?

Gwangik was a genius who could learn ten things by looking at one thing.

He was truly crazy.

My wife did not set any limits and always spoke with sincerity.

Gwangik was like that too.

“Oh really.”

Seriously, he used to show off in front of himself in such an unpleasant way.

It’s clear that he’s crazy at a significant level.

That’s how I lived.

Time passes.

Even though he was doing all sorts of things, Jungbong never got tired.

The law for killing the Blue Knight has been continuously updated.

The money he earned was donated to research groups.

They studied the Blue Knights.

This is research to kill one Named.

Receive government support.

We also receive support from Dangun Group.

If you can kill the Blue Knight, you can sell your soul to the devil tomorrow.

Time passes.

And then the Blue Knight came out.

If someone asks him if he regrets it now.

The answer would be ‘not at all’.

‘die. die. die.’

Only resentment, despair, and murderous intent toward the Blue Knight kept him alive.

He burned the raw materials and set off a corrosion bomb in the Blue Knight’s arms.

A bullet that destroys everything in its range.

Kill the Blue Knight, but you yourself cannot survive.

Is there any other immortal who can do this?

The past life passes by like a flash of light.

shedding.

Why did you train to dodge strong attacks in the first place?

The assumption was that it would be attacked by a blue knight.

Of course, I quickly realized that was impossible.

Because even the shapeshifters cannot take the Blue Knight’s attack head-on.

Strengthening synesthesia.

My original technique.

I told that to the brazen little bastard.

That’s it.

Kill him without notice, he’ll learn better from his father.

Wife, children, colleagues and friends.

Donghoon, Jeongah, Gwangik.

All faces are turned back. Now the end, the last, the light of the main lamp goes out.

And just before the light goes out.

A shadow awkwardly intervened between the lights.

It was unexpected timing.

The nigger cut off my arm and wrapped it around my body.

Crazy guy. Get out, get out.

This is mine. It’s for revenge. It will end if you die here too.

The end of the movie starring Lee Jung-bong ends when he gets caught in that corrosive bomb and dies.

The idiot doesn’t look at that.

An explosion occurred and Joongbong closed his eyes. His head shook and he soon lost consciousness.

“Crazy guy.”

I had a dream.

A dream where my wife and child are alive.

“Are you really crying?”

I heard a question.

My dazed mind returns to its proper place.

Jungbong opened his eyes.

Heaven and hell, or somewhere in between.

There were LED lights in these places too. My eyes hurt from the light.

“Are you awake?”

And then someone calls him.

It was Dong-Hoon.

“only me?”

It’s a short question. Jungbong did not forget the last moment. Even the black guy caught in the middle.

If you rush in to save yourself, you won’t be safe.

Dong-Hoon made eye contact with Jung-Bong, his lips trembled, and then he shook his head bitterly.

fantasy,