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[Announcement.
·Recruitment area: Field combat personnel.
·Job responsibilities: Fighting invaders and managing defensive facilities.
· Qualifications: No academic background/major required. New recruits welcome, those who can work in local areas (dormitory provided), regardless of gender or age or nationality.
·Basic Preferences: Military service, black belt holders, dormitory living required, relevant work experience (those with Invader combat experience).
·Special privileges: Men, women, young and old who can fight a blind dog 1:1 without firearms and win.
·Planned work location: Confidential.
Working conditions: Full-time.
·Salary: According to company regulations. (Life allowance, combat allowance separate)
·Job Position: To be determined after interview.
· Welfare benefits: 3 days of work, 1 day of rest pattern, 4 major insurances and other actual expenses, life, rehabilitation, and risk area residence insurance, provision of various equipment, excellent employee award system, continuous service award system, etc.
·Typical procedure
1. Document submission
2. Interview
3. Final acceptance
·Special Note: If you are affiliated with a terrorist group when applying, you will be allowed to kiss the gates of heaven.
If you are dually affiliated with an organization other than NS when applying, you will be immediately dismissed.]
The number of views for job postings was skyrocketing and even making it to the news.
It was natural that the comments below would pour in like crazy, and it was also natural that related stories would come up in various communities.
– Look at the spirit. If a terrorist group sends a spy, they’ll kill you.
– Tsk tsk.
– I feel like I have to pee now.
– Special envoy to Se-Choi, line after line.
– The smell of urine is so strong.
– He is on the rise to become a professional pee-pee man.
– Look at the lime.
– Those bastards in the corner of the room think the terrorist group is the bastard next door, what are they talking about?
– Are you mad? Are you a spy? If you get caught, it’ll be heaven’s gate and a deep kiss. Are you okay with that?
It’s a bold announcement.
A guy who talks for fun.
The guy who defends.
A guy who preaches the greatness of a terrorist group under the illusion that he is realistic.
That means there was a lot of talk.
People flocked to the site and left comments, making a lot of noise.
Above all, the details of this job posting were enough to shock people.
First of all, it’s the annual salary. It’s based on company regulations.
NS’s annual salary is so high that it makes you wonder if the company will be able to run well even if it is set at this amount.
It was also the workplace with the highest stock price among marriage information companies.
The salaries and benefits that are comparable to those of large corporations have raised the status of employees.
There are separate life allowances and combat allowances.
However, the qualification requirements are said to be regardless of gender, age, or nationality.
This was no different from saying that I would accept it without any discrimination.
– With this salary and these benefits, there’s no reason not to go.
– You crazy bastard, isn’t this not risking your life, but rather risking your life?
– Is there anyone who can support this?
– NS isn’t joking with this official job posting, are they serious about asking me to fight a blind dog 1:1?
– Someone tell me that the person who served in the military is someone who served in the military, not someone who fought with the invader. Didn’t Se-Choi-Teuk serve in the military?
– Since dormitory living is mandatory, it’s definitely not Seoul.
The man reading the notice thought.
‘You wouldn’t really ask me to fight a blind dog, would you? You’d want me to take a job application test, right?’
He was a bum who applied to the Immortal Special Forces but was rejected, but he was actually quite intelligent.
He was right.
You can’t really tell someone to fight a blind dog.
Because I can’t ask you to risk your life for the interview itself.
‘Then it’s worth a try.’
One of the Immortal Special Forces dropouts applied.
At the same time, there was also a man who thought of his wife and children.
Discharged dishonorably as a sergeant.
My military life ended with a false accusation.
Since I had no skills, I was living off of day labor.
The main job is to decompose invader corpses.
Invader corpses can emit toxic gases or energy waves that are harmful to the human body.
This is something that everyone is reluctant to do.
It’s a life-saving thing. I know that, but I couldn’t help it. The man needed money.
The child was diagnosed with an incurable disease, and the cost of the surgery alone ran into hundreds of millions of won.
Because all I had was debt.
For him, this was an opportunity.
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The man moved his hand in the corner of the hologram game room, thinking that it wasn’t even worth worrying about.
He could hear the noise around him through his ears.
“This is crazy, who would support something like this?”
“So, I guess they think that if you don’t have money or connections, you’ll all go to NS.”
It’s a silly story from reckless children.
Is this really the path to death?
I don’t know. He just doesn’t have a choice.
A person who saw potential and applied.
A person who has acted in desperation.
“If it’s this.”
A former athlete who was at the peak of his career as a track and field athlete but retired due to an ankle ligament injury.
“Can I do it too?”
Illegal immigrant workers from Pakistan.
“I’d rather apply here.”
A female employee who drank too much because she couldn’t kick the face of her boss, who was called a son of a bitch for caressing her butt at a company dinner.
“I caught a blind dog once, so maybe I can do it again.”
An elderly man in his sixties who is looking for a new job.
People from all walks of life applied for NS’s job posting.
The company’s servers crashed because they were hiring 100 people and 10,000 people applied.
No matter how much I cursed, the conditions set by the company did not disappear.
For some, it was an opportunity.
For some, it was an escape.
It was one of the things that happened while Gwangik was looking for the former Immortal Cult leader.
However, despite all this noise, NS was not that noisy.
“Keep going!”
Except for one lion trapped underground.
“What are you going to do if we just leave it like that, sir?”
Honesty sighed deeply. Every time the lion cried, his heart ached. His hands became stiff.
But why put that lion in a corner of the training ground?
I kept him well locked up, but if he were to escape, it wouldn’t immediately become a terrible disaster… …
“Your crying sound is cute.”
“If a son picks it up, his mother will definitely take care of it. Since he picked up a lion, I have to take responsibility for raising it.”
This is a conversation between the returning Transformers instructor, Jang Ga-hee, and the representative’s mother.
If those two caught me, even a mad lion would lose his teeth.
Honesty also knew from experience that the lion was less likely to kill the two.
“You’re being so noisy, I should put a bullet in your throat.”
These are the words of Immortal Instructor Ju Il-ho.
“Leave it. It’s cute. Want a drink?”
The last one is Lee Geung-nak, the uncle of the representative and one of the successors of the Dangun group.
Surprisingly, Joo Il-ho and Lee Geung-nak got along well.
Honesty looked around and thought that even if a mad lion jumped out, it wouldn’t be much of a threat.
Jeong Gi-nam, Kim Geun-yuk, and Park Ma-ri.
It seemed like it could subdue a lion no matter who it attacked.
But what’s uncomfortable is uncomfortable.
Khuh huh huh!
It’s noisy, it’s noisy.
‘I haven’t seen the CEO’s face at all these days.’
Thinking of the absent representative, Jeongjik devoted himself to training.
I learned a lot from the previous battles.
The biggest thing I learned from that was that I still have shortcomings and that I can improve further.
Because everyone has the potential.
Honesty concentrated. Soon, the sound of lions roaring was no longer in his ears.
* * *
Unless you live in a mountain valley or an igloo in the Arctic, people tend to leave traces.
If you want to wash your hair, you need to buy shampoo, and if you want to eat, you need to buy rice, right?
What kind of world is this these days?
It’s impossible to hide my appearance unless I live in a cage with all my electronic devices.
There was a hint there too.
From my conversation with the Immortal Church apostle, I have confirmed that there is a person named Yumuin in the country.
It was something that could be understood by reflecting on the meaning contained in the words without having to say anything.
It was a spiral path.
“It’s too late. We can’t do this anymore.”
Miho, sitting in the passenger seat, spoke immediately.
Um, what?
“I don’t want to blush for no reason with Hye-min. Let’s sort this out quickly.”
Does the child have a fever? Did he/she not take his/her medicine today? Why is he/she like this?
“You made up an excuse to spend some time alone with me. The company is so busy that you don’t even have time to breathe, and you suddenly came to a place like this? Okay. You hid it well. But like I said before, it’s a little late. Don’t worry about it.”
The setting sun next to the passenger seat beautifully illuminated the sea, creating a rippling orange glow.
This is a quiet rural village adjacent to the South Sea.
Next to me, I could see a stone wall made of low walls, and in the distance, I could see a lighthouse.
The smell of the sea was strong in the air, and you could see places where squid had been spread out on the ground here and there.
It seemed like a good place for men and women to hang out and cool off.
“So now I am using my position as the representative to come here with nothing to do just to be with you?”
“Fold. My feelings are separate from saving my brother. I’d rather be your meat shield on the battlefield.”
From the first time I saw her, I knew Umiho was smart.
He was also nicknamed Sherlock Holmes.
Her head was alert and she knew how to assess the situation.
He also had a good eye for people and was very cool-headed.
I brought him here because I needed someone like him, but he ended up falling into the world of mystery all by himself.
“no.”
“Okay. Fold it.”
“No.”
I keep saying it’s not a kid.
“Okay. No. Fold.”
I know this, but it seems like you’re joking.
These days, this kid and his cute brother are giving off a pink scent.
“Is it fun?”
“No, it’s a little unfair.”
Miho answers. She was the one who started talking half-jokingly, so what’s the big deal?
“If the prince of the superpower country hadn’t come, Bangwi-tae and I would have died.”
This is a story about a previous battle.
It was a situation I knew well.
No one can control every situation.
In Lost North, Miho and Gwitae’s lives were in danger.
That means Gwitae is still in a hospital bed.
That’s what it’ll have to be like for the next month.
Hybrid immortals have slow regeneration.
Since increasing regenerative powers with medicine would shorten one’s lifespan, natural healing was the best.
“When Jeong Gi-nam was training to death, I thought I had done something too.”
It was a random story, but I nodded.
And to some extent, Umiho also rolled her body to the point of spitting up blood. I know that.
I looked into Umiho’s eyes. There didn’t seem to be anything to worry about.
Immortals do not die easily.
That is why it is not easy to experience a life-or-death crisis.
When experiencing such things, the mind of the immortal becomes sick.
Things like insensitivity, or sensory overload.
Fortunately, there were no such signs.
However, he only showed a slight concern about whether he could be of any help.
“If you’re not in the lover position, you won’t be a burden in the colleague position.”
Miho said. Although she spoke calmly, her low tone of voice conveyed a sense of determination.
Yeah. Then I should cheer you on.
“Do your best. Umiho, don’t be lazy and train. Start practicing not to make a sound while you’re going back and forth. I’ll have to get a whip. I’ll give you a good slap.”
“……crazy.”
Miho looked at me like I was some kind of pervert.
Even if I fight, it still happens like this.
Anyway, the kids have twisted personalities and are not normal.
I feel like I’m the only one who’s okay.
After saying that, Miho turned her head and rested her chin on the passenger seat window.
A rural village, the sea, the setting sun, a cool breeze, the smell of summer, all tickled my nose.
Could it be that Umiho has trained and put in effort?
No. I’ve been trying to cut down on sleep and work my bones off.
I know.
She did not rest because she did not spare her body to save her younger brother.
Umiho is someone who hasn’t even had a proper vacation since she joined the Immortal Special Forces.
Suddenly, I thought that maybe what Umiho needed right now was some rest.
When this is over, I think I’ll give you a vacation.
Brrrr.
Meanwhile, Miho’s hologram phone rang.
“yes.”
A brief conversation passed through my ears.
Miho said after hanging up the phone.
“We are having a hard time because of the overflow of applicants. We need to sort out spies, but we don’t have enough examiners.”
“Take it slow.”
There’s no way for me to do that. This is a world where people often cheat even on lie detection skills.
There is no other way than for Lee Jung-bong and Jeong Gi-nam to step forward and carefully examine each and every one.
But those two spend half of their day training.
There’s nothing we can do in times like this.
I had to hope that time would tell.
Then securing the White Hole in Lost North will be delayed.
It’s going to get harder and harder to find materials from another world.
It would cost astronomical amounts of money, as it would consume company resources.
It’s not just about losing money as much as you earn, it’s about losing more than you earn.
Things might get a little worse, but will that ruin the company?
How could that be possible?
In the meantime, we arrived at our destination.
It was a country house with a tap in the yard beyond a small wall.
I parked my car in the vacant lot next to my house and got out. Miho followed me.
As I walked over and looked inside from beyond the wall, I saw an eccentric-looking old man sitting on a small table.
I made eye contact with the old man.
“What is it?”
Eye contact, breathing, hand position, foot position, muscle movement.
All of this predicts what the person will do next.
I did so. I looked at the opponent with a keen sense that surpassed that of a pureblood.
And this is the conclusion I reached in a split second.
The opponent just looked like an old country boy.
This is funny.
I came here knowing everything, but you’re hiding your identity so perfectly. Isn’t that surprising?
“Yoo Gwang-ik, my name is.”
I confidently revealed my name and went inside.
