317. Dissonance
“The cockroach talks back?”
The Transformers welcomed Kinam’s clumsy provocation with open arms.
What is this, you’re saying we should fight?
These days, this kind of thing happens relatively less, but originally, transformation and immortality did not get along well.
After the Special War, you can tell just by looking at the fact that Immortal is with Old Force and Transformation is with Excurasi.
According to my father, immortality and transformation were on bad terms even before the special species came into the world.
Immortality values quietness as a virtue, while transformation lives at the mercy of instinct.
“You noisy little beast, talking back?”
Kinam’s words were like a high five to the welcoming party with open arms.
I’ll fight.
A cold air filled the space between them. Soon, the shapeshifter’s breath subsided.
Controlling your breathing means you’re ready to jump in and punch me in the face at any moment.
In contrast, Kinam dropped his arms and switched to long, slow breathing.
Our Ginam, do you have any faith in anything?
Historically and physically, transformation is a species that has an advantage over any special species at close range.
Moreover, seeing the way he controls his breathing right before fighting, this shape-shifting friend doesn’t look easy.
They will be shapeshifters with at least the strength of purebloods, whether purebloods or mixed-bloods.
Of course, our Ki-nam is also a super elite from the pureblood Jeongga.
“Are you going to interfere?”
Oh, my shape-shifting friend is so calm during this time.
I shook my head and took a step back.
It wasn’t even a fight I started.
Our Kinam, who was slapped in the face by the East, is silent. He just silently devotes himself to a staring contest with the Transformers.
Hey, Kinam, you don’t win by not blinking, you know that?
I kept my distance, took two steps to the side and one step back, and put my back against the wall.
There I stood again, half a step away, with my back to the solid wall.
It was a place I found by using my immortal senses.
This was first class.
Pot.
The beginning was the Shapeshifters. It’s obvious. If the Shapeshifters and the Immortals fight at this distance, the odds will be too one-sided.
The senses were overclocked and the opponent’s movements were shown frame by frame.
The shapeshifter kicks the ground and extends his fist. Even in the process, he puts ejaculation in his hand.
If I got hit, my face would turn red, but it wouldn’t be so strong that my head would explode.
The punch to the face was also a trick. Kinam would react and his left elbow or knee would pop out.
Therefore, the aim is to break one of the arm or leg blocking it.
So, that means I’ll give you some consideration.
Kinam’s hanging arms move.
It’s the same time.
Tick. Beep. Click.
I didn’t actually hear that sound. It was just an image that came to mind.
It’s strangely jarring. It’s a pain in the ass.
What should I say about this?
It is a dissonant, awkward, disjointed, and unpleasant sound. In other words, it is dissonance.
Why does this happen?
The senses naturally sought the source of this dissonance.
The realm of the five and six senses opens up.
My sixth sense opened and I chased after its source.
Kinam’s arms were shaking. The rhythm was strange.
His arms weren’t the end of his rope. His lips were also curled into a round shape. It looked like he was whistling.
He also tapped the ground with his toes.
Everything is unnatural.
Since I perceived this entire process within a few seconds, I couldn’t understand the effect.
In fact, it would be more correct to say that there was no need to understand.
Because the results of what Kinam did were immediately visible.
The balance of the charging shapeshifters was disrupted. It wasn’t a misstep.
Using one’s body is the specialty of the shapeshifters.
The shapeshifters made use of their special ability. They instinctively controlled everything, including their rotation and the degree to which they used their muscles, and threw their punches.
However, strangely, the posture in which he extended his fist became stiff and rigid.
The upper and lower body move separately, as if it were the first time doing this movement.
The Shapeshifters were confused. I would be surprised too. My body, which had moved as I wished throughout my life, especially after the Shapeshifters awakened, was moving awkwardly.
I could now describe the state of the Transformers in one word.
Lips.
Of course, it’s not because of a mental problem.
This was all Jeong Gi-nam’s work.
A trick to disrupt the senses of the shapeshifters who rush in with their instincts by forcibly creating dissonance.
Just because you’re not sensitive or dull doesn’t mean you don’t have any senses.
It was a trick that would tickle the opponent’s senses and make them fall in love for a short moment.
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The shapeshifter’s fist grazed Kinam’s cheek.
Just that alone made Kinam’s cheeks feel the pressure of the wind, but that was all.
Ki-nam, who turned his head to the side to dodge, swatted away his opponent’s fist with one hand, and struck him with the hard part of his palm with the other hand.
The shapeshifter instinctively turned his head, but Kinam’s palm curved as if he had read his opponent’s movements and struck his chin.
rice cake!
With sound.
“Whoa!”
The shapeshifter let out a short groan.
The shapeshifter, clutching his chin, jumped backwards.
Just because you get hit once doesn’t mean you’ll faint right away.
But the chin is one of the vital points.
Unless you have a rigid body, no matter how strong a shapeshifter’s body is, a weak spot is a weak spot.
And even though Kinam is immortal, his usual training regimen is brutal.
It means that the strength is not bad.
The eyes of the shapeshifter who was hit once opened halfway.
However, we raised our guard and strengthened our defense.
It was a movement worthy of praise.
However, the shape-shifter probably didn’t know what had hit him.
This is my first time seeing it too.
However, the movement of throwing a punch earlier is Mr. Jungbong’s specialty.
So, these days, Jungbong has been sticking to Hyung so much, so I guess he learned it?
It was a fun technique.
I replayed in my head what Jeong Gi-nam had done several times.
Reading your opponent’s breathing should be your first priority.
After that, you will have to create a dissonance that shakes your breathing and senses.
The reason I pursed my lips earlier is probably because I made a sound that is not usually detectable by human hearing.
I quickly learned by seeing, experiencing, and experiencing.
Since I learned it, I wrote it simply to try it out.
By waving your hands and tapping your feet on the floor.
Even in my country, pursing my lips and making sounds is not possible.
When Jeong Gi-nam saw me like that, he wiped his mouth with his hand.
In that hand, there must be a specially made whistle-making tool. It must be a gear that emits ultrasonic waves that are beyond human hearing.
In the blink of an eye, the acquisition is complete.
“What the hell.”
Kinam saw that day and gave his blessing.
“Yes. That was Korea’s first car.”
“That crazy kid.”
“What the hell did you do? You punk, that was so weird just now.”
The shapeshifter shook his head from side to side and jabbed the air a few times as he spoke.
You probably wouldn’t understand what we were talking about.
“There’s someone coming out from inside. You’re going to get in trouble.”
At those words, the transformation tribe turned around.
Literally. A person came out. A middle-aged man. The man glared at the shape-shifter guarding the door, then looked at me and said.
“If you were here, you could have just come in, right?”
“The welcoming greeting was so warm that we got to know each other for a bit.”
If you become friends twice, you’ll either put bullet holes in each other’s bodies or break one of their limbs, but that’s how it is.
“Just wait. Keep your mouth shut.”
The shapeshifter scolded his subordinate and guided the two of us.
I followed him and whispered to Gi-nam.
“You did that on purpose because you wanted to test that skill?”
That must have been it. I asked knowingly.
Then, Kinam tilted his head to the side and answered, wiping his ear with his hand.
“I won’t tell you twice. Don’t talk in my ear. I’ll be so offended that I’ll want to tear my ear out.”
As expected, our Ginam is like a freshly caught sea bream whose reactions are jumping up and down.
I whispered more in his ear on purpose.
I expected you to dodge, so I put air in your ears first.
“When I get back, I should ask the research team to make a whistle tool for me. Hoot, hoot.”
And I said everything I wanted to say.
“You little shit. Please shut up and just go.”
The transformation tribe, who had been glancing at us like that, coughed loudly and spoke.
“This is no place to joke around.”
For some reason, I felt like I was being scolded by my school teacher.
Moreover, at that scolding, Ginam glared at me fiercely.
Are you doing this after playing together?
This is a joint responsibility.
The inside of the mart that had been declared closed was quiet.
A few of the old stalls were knocked over, leaving the middle empty.
The fluorescent lights were already out and not on, but the light shining upward from below brightly lit up the surroundings.
Among them, groups divided into three categories were seen.
First of all, there is one familiar outfit.
There is one group that wears a special bulletproof vest specifically for immortals.
Although he seemed to be standing around freely, he looked ready to pull the trigger if anyone came running towards him.
On the other side, there is a group wearing similar combat suits.
This is a group of metamorphosed people lined up in an angular posture.
The two are glaring at each other.
On one side, the Superpower Association was seen, a group with different combat suits and weapons.
Okay, let’s see.
There are two familiar faces.
One was Buldak, who appeared to be the person in charge from the association.
He looked quite intimidating, standing with his red-dyed hair up and his arms crossed.
I feel like a rooster that has eaten gochujang dipped food.
The representative of the transformation tribe is a familiar face.
“Since Se-Choi-Teu-I is here, shall we start over? I repeat, this side is quite wronged, right? You know? You started it, right? It’s not like you’re just turning a blind eye, but you’re the one who started the fight and now you come here and say you don’t know anything, what should we do? This is extremely absurd. Are you trying to start another special war? Then there was no need to say it out loud, right? That’s why I requested NS as the coordinator.”
This is Jeong So-jin.
This guy still talks a lot.
Some people create situations at their own pace by talking a lot.
Jeong So-jin did that.
“Hello, how are you?”
I raised my hand and greeted them cheerfully, but no one responded.
“I don’t think we were the ones who started the fight first.”
Instead, the immortal representative stepped forward.
Okay, who is this?
Judging from his gestures, attitude, and speech, it was clear that he was from the Ministry of Government Administration and Home Affairs.
In fact, even without synthesizing that, the probability of someone whose face I don’t know becoming the head of Hwarim was low, so it goes without saying.
Even just from my intuition, I can smell the scent of a civil servant.
He was a handsome man with sharp eyes.
“You’re still like that. Even if I show you the evidence, you can’t just turn a blind eye. That’s really difficult, isn’t it?”
Jeong So-jin steps forward and answers.
The Ministry of Public Administration and Security official glanced at me and continued speaking.
“You have no brains, how dare you bring up fabricated evidence?”
“It’s manipulation. It’s manipulation.”
Buldak chimed in.
You’re really good at fanning the flames of a burning house.
At those words, Sojin’s forehead became red. The veins were thick and vivid.
“So you’re saying we’re being a trickster? We really can’t get along.”
“Sangjong? I guess this one suits you.”
A similar vein appeared on the forehead of the person in charge of the Ministry of Public Administration and Security.
This isn’t usually the case.
Once a dispute arises, immortality and transformation are on very bad terms.
As if to prove it, sparks seemed to fly between the two.
And, to add, my relationship with the association is even worse.
Because the Association hates both immortality and transformation.
Some people say that the two are a group of victimizers who persecute supernatural beings.
Coming from the mouth of an immortal pureblood, it’s something to just let slip.
There is a reason why such rumors spread.
Immortality and transformation tend to ignore supernatural powers.
I feel like I’ve gotten involved in something strange.
That’s the moment I thought about it.
“f*ck.”
One of the shapeshifters, angry because his instinct control was immature, ran out.
Krrrr!
Wood crack!
The elastic suit stretches, revealing his enlarged muscles.
The face stretched forward and back, revealing the head of a dog.
One of the shapeshifters with the dog’s head stuck in his mouth bared his fangs.
At the same time, one person emerged from the group of immortals.
He pulled out the wire from behind with a restrained movement, and it seemed like he was planning to use the wire to cut the body of the shapeshifter that was rushing towards him.
Just before the two of them rushed in, I was thinking about having lamb ribs for dinner tonight.
At the same time, I wondered how much this thing would cost.
Requested by three groups at the same time, Umiho showed a natural talent for extorting money.
Moreover, this is something I personally undertook.
What should I do if I tell you my current worth?
It’s going to be so damn expensive.
Therefore, it is right to do things properly.
I took a step back, thinking of the ribs.
The dog-headed shapeshifter charged at me and threw a punch. I blocked it with my right palm and directed the force upward.
At the same time, the wires flying to the left were twisted one by one with gloved fingers, making them look pretty as if they were knitting yarn.
While blocking the punch from the Transformers who were rushing in from the right, he lightly reached out and hit the Mingchi’s forehead.
Bang.
Of course I’m just being blunt, but the shock will be felt.
The left one twisted the wire and bounced only one line upwards to wrap around the immortal’s neck.
The shapeshifter who was hit rolled on the floor with a thud, and the immortal with the wire wrapped around his neck did not move at all.
Let’s cut in and direct traffic right away.
“……wow.”
Sojin was amazed.
The fire chicken wiggled its eyebrows.
The person in charge of the Ministry of Public Administration and Security was tall and had a gravelly voice.
“What are you doing here, calling people over? Is this the place to play pranks?”
As I loudly admonished him, the transformation tribe that had led me and Gi-nam here clicked their tongues.
No, you rascal, I work hard when I work.
Who do you think is a real elementary school student?
Anyway, traffic control is finished.
I shrugged, shaking my hands and untangling the wire.
“Shall we talk about it? I came here to adjust, and this is going to be difficult.”
Everyone held their breath.
Perhaps because they felt something from the previous action, everyone shut their mouths.
I was proud. It was worth the effort.
