368. As if running towards the end (2)
“This is a request for sparring. Charge.”
An-gyeol waved his hand.
Why is this kid acting like this?
The challenger puffs out his chest and charges forward as if he is ready to accept defeat every day.
“You’re a snowman right now. Are you okay?”
“This is nothing.”
An-gyeol’s eye sockets were so swollen that he couldn’t even see his pupils properly.
Are you sure you can see the front?
“Is being right your hobby?”
Rose, who had come to see me for work, muttered behind me.
“I don’t have any hobbies like that.”
Jeongjik stood right next to Rose and opened his mouth.
“Today will be different.”
Doan-gyeol bit his molars and spoke. He felt determined. He was full of determination. He was filled with a chilling sense of anticipation that today would be different from before.
Yeah, good.
I was half sincere too.
The muscles in both arms bulged and grew black hair with blue streaks.
It’s a partial transformation.
Add one more to it.
“You lose.”
He took a deep breath and exhaled, then closed his eyes and opened them.
Our eyes met through the gap between our eyebrows that had become swollen.
Bam.
The first one to jump in was An Gyeol.
Running in and completely transforming.
His hand, transformed into a wolf, rises from below and at the same time kicks the shin with his left foot.
The timing was exquisite.
I must have learned it from Master Log.
This is the special skill of Teacher Jang Ga-hee, who has transformed into a lioness.
If you attack from above and below at the same time, what will you block?
Just block them all.
Block and deflect. He stretches out his hand and raises his claw. He scratches the wolf’s fist with it and lifts his leg halfway to block An-gyeol’s kick before it can gain any strength.
At that moment, An-gyeol’s body spun around terribly. As he spun around in place, a ray of light shot out from his arms.
Thud!
I extended one of my nails and cut off the side of my head.
I dodged, made a sound for a moment, deceived, and scattered.
Countless attack feints could all become valid hits if even one is not blocked.
An-gyeol opened his mouth wide and lunged to bite the area near my collarbone.
I raised my fingernail at the moment he was biting and stabbed him upwards, piercing his neck and then his skull.
Blood and brain spurts. This is death. This is the hand that brings death.
“Whew, wow.”
An-gyeol exhaled. He wasn’t dead. There were two things that had changed since he first stood before me.
One of them became a transformed being.
The two just took one step forward with their left foot.
It was a fantasy. It was a welcome.
“What have you done?”
The man who was out of breath asked with a pale face.
Of course, since he had been transformed into a wolf, the white complexion is just an idiomatic expression.
His eyes were twitching, his muscles were tense, and his snout was open enough that he might drool if he let his guard down even for a moment.
I saw all of that with the senses of an immortal and intuitively concluded that it was a pale complexion.
“The pattern is too simple. It’s a design flaw.”
I just said what was necessary.
Why does this guy, who is known for his brains, attack me so ignorantly whenever he fights me?
“No, I was just asking what you did.”
But his heart is strong. A little while ago, he died once in his imagination.
And yet, it’s still standing there just fine.
Normally, I would roll around on the floor, creaking.
“You did that. It happened to me too!”
Jeongjik-i suddenly shouted.
Yeah, you got it too. You peed yourself.
Unlike immortals, shapeshifters take a long time to heal when injured.
That was the method of training that was created.
It is quite a difficult task, but Grandfather’s words shake the opponent’s perception. He mixes it with wild murderous intent and increases his momentum.
If you mix in your movements and move your hands and feet, your opponent will think that it is an actual attack.
They’re just fighting with images in each other’s heads.
What Doan-gyeol wants is a bloody and life-threatening fight, but if he actually does that, he’ll be in a hospital bed 365 days a year, kid.
Of course, not me, but him.
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I couldn’t just let him go like that since he had a lot of work to do, so I just took a picture and pressed the button.
Of course, this also had side effects.
“I almost had a heart attack the last time I did it.”
After Jeongjik peed, he went into cardiac arrest, albeit briefly.
That’s a lot of damage.
I don’t know because I haven’t experienced it.
“You’re still acting crazy. Let’s do it again next time.”
An-gyeol turned around. His face was not one of defeat. His expression was as if he was thinking back to the fight from a little while ago, as if he was lost in thought.
next time?
That kid is really weird.
“Aren’t you going?”
Rose urged.
“Goes.”
All I had to do was go without breaking a sweat.
I came out of the room used as a training ground.
The size of the training ground has recently been expanded.
Everyone would stick out their tongues when they saw Ki-nam or An-gyeol training, so I couldn’t stay with them.
So I separated the space.
The people who used the space set aside were usually only a select few.
Only John was not there.
This guy is really into women these days.
Sometimes I uploaded pictures of my girlfriend in the group chat.
I don’t know, what should I say, this guy’s taste.
What should I say when I see a very young-looking, white-faced woman with black hair and skull earrings?
That was the first time I realized that I was a conservative person.
When asked, “Isn’t it pretty?” I had no choice but to answer bluntly.
Say ‘no’.
There hasn’t been a word since then.
I’m telling you, this guy is really weird.
On the contrary, Gwi-tae hyung looked fine.
Look at the picture of Umiho being countered by uploading a picture of skull earrings.
Then he asked, ‘Is Miho better?’
Oh my, you crazy kids.
Who is pickling?
I didn’t have any pictures to upload.
“So you’re really going to do it?”
Rose, walking alongside, asks.
“Of course I will. If the representative says I will do it, I will do it.”
“I don’t think the association will stay still.”
Rose said with concern.
For a former terrorist, he’s a very worrisome type.
“So what did you do with the terrorist?”
I asked because I was genuinely curious.
“You son of a bitch.”
Rose glanced at me and muttered.
No, I asked because I was curious, why are you swearing?
Anyway, the kid has a strange personality.
“You’re not supposed to get married.”
I’m worried about the future, so I’ll add one more thing.
“Brother, stop it. Why are you doing that? Seriously.”
Jeongjik grabbed the sleeve of his clothes.
What did I do wrong?
He founded the Magic Unit and laid the foundation for the Shapeshifter Unit.
What was left was the supernatural side.
The job was to gather people to lay the foundation, and this older sister took care of that.
Lee Ji-hye, a supernatural special agent from the National Police Agency.
This author, who exuded the charm of an older woman, had broad legs and great abilities.
She is a person with special abilities, like former terrorist Rose.
It is no coincidence that a single-talented person has taken a high-ranking position in the police department.
I’m quite lucky.
Look at him coming over quickly as if he was telling me to come over.
Is it a female fortune or a human fortune?
Is this the fate of an attractive man?
“Why do you look so unlucky?”
Sister Jihye asked.
“I guess I was just having some crazy delusions.”
Rose intervened.
“trash?”
“Let’s go. Brother, you have to work, work.”
Jeongjik grabbed my arm and pulled me.
Rose looked at me and stuck her tongue out.
The place I came from is a building next to a mountain that recently expanded its training grounds.
As profits increase through various businesses and money is left over, it is used in this way.
As we passed through the double security door, a used car came out from inside.
“In addition to my connections, I’ve gathered all the supernatural special species that Joo-ho says are good. It’s about personality rather than ability, right?”
The second brother is a yard boy. He is said to be a legend, especially in the freelance industry. This is his own story.
The way I see him, he’s just a neighborhood uncle with broad feet.
The point here is Shin Joo-ho.
With his special ability of bat ears, he followed various people with abilities and gathered information.
In between, any additional information I needed was actually provided by an internet addict girl who named me Brain Princess.
So, the preparations are complete.
When I went inside, there were a lot of people gathered there.
I roughly counted them with my eyes and there were over two hundred of them.
The four walls were surrounded by bulletproof and specially treated barriers.
Inside, there is a large, open space like an empty lot.
There aren’t even any windows in the spacious living room, which is over 100 square meters.
And if necessary, gravity control was possible here.
It was a system perfect for harassing people.
The number of people gathered there exceeded two hundred, so the noise was deafening.
“Quiet, quiet. The president has arrived.”
Instead of a loudspeaker, the older brother held a microphone. It was a device that amplified sound wirelessly.
At that sound, the crowd’s murmur died down. Only the sound of breathing remained. The breathing of over two hundred people strangely stimulated my hearing.
They say there are two hundred, but looking at the number gathered like this, it felt crowded.
“There are quite a lot of people here?”
“Because the conditions were lax.”
At my words, my older brother covered the microphone with his hand and spoke.
The condition I set was that I needed someone capable of taking care of my own rice bowl in the freelance industry without crossing the line.
Crime can be committed.
But if it’s related to terrorism or an assassination request or something like that, you’re out.
It’s not for me to say that, having killed a terrorist so quickly, but the cause is always important.
Living in a world like this, murder cannot be considered a sin.
I don’t want to think that this is a world of madmen where killing and killing are routine, but I can’t respect life in front of terrorists.
So, the people gathered here are the ones who passed the personality test.
Among them, there are some who were NS employees.
Some people have been playing around in the freelance world.
Some people waste their abilities on things like pickpocketing.
“Are you really going to let me join NS?”
It was a woman sitting in the front row. Her speech was slurred and her eyes were squinty, with pupils spread from side to side.
“Look at it.”
There’s a lot of murmuring from the front row as I say this. It’s really loud.
Basically, people who are recruited through support methods and pass the personality test, but do not have the ability, cannot be accepted.
A second test was needed.
The preparations were already there.
Amid the commotion, I could hear a few people talking.
“It’s the most special.”
“This is my first time seeing it in person. Should I get its autograph?”
“Isn’t a hologram better than the real thing?”
The last word pops out.
I remember everything.
Are you saying my face is a red hologram?
“Be careful. Immortals can hear everything. And they’re more timid than you might think.”
A voice much smaller than the others rang in my ears.
It seemed like he was a former NS employee.
It seems like he was carefully moving his lips.
I listened to that too, paying close attention.
You remember that too. Who said you were timid?
“I don’t need to beat around the bush, do I? I’ll just roll over and pick the ones who are left. I’ll especially remember the person who called me a hologram sucker and the person who said I was timid.”
He spoke with wild energy. That alone silenced the tumultuous noise.
It would have sounded like my voice was speaking right next to you.
He finished speaking and gave me a killer smile.
In fact, the two people who took pictures of me showed dizzying expressions, proving that my smile was murderous.
Superpowers are like strength. The more you use them, the stronger they become. With intense training and adequate rest, they grow the fastest in a short period of time.
However, it seems difficult to build muscle mass.
This is also the same.
To borrow Jeongjik’s words, developing the vessel for superpowers itself was a pain that would grind down every bone in your body.
However, the goal was not simply to develop abilities.
Superpowers are abilities that have great general utility.
Its usefulness varies depending on how it is used.
In that respect, they will make excellent assistants.
Lee Ji-hye, from the National Police Agency.
Rose, a terrorist.
A limited position that I personally taught myself.
They are all great people who are good at manipulating people.
I predict that by learning from the experiences of those who have been through all sorts of hardships, they will learn how to use their abilities effectively.
“It seems like it would be really hard.”
Someone muttered.
Of course it’s hard, but does that mean it’s easy?
It was a spiral path because a short speech was needed.
As I said that and turned around, Jihye Noona came up close to me.
“Isn’t that too much?”
“What?”
“We’re also creating an immortal army, a shapeshifting academy, a magic army, and a superpower army. If you’re dreaming of overthrowing the nation, that’s a problem.”
It sounds like you’re saying this half-jokingly.
Yes, if you want, you can overthrow the country.
Of course, I don’t have that kind of intention.
What good will come of overthrowing the country?
Should we revive the dynasty?
I have no hobbies.
“You seem like someone preparing for the end. It’s strange.”
This older sister has better instincts than I thought.
“I don’t know if this is the last time, but I am prepared.”
Sister Jihye didn’t ask any further questions.
As I went outside, I thought back to what had happened in the flower garden.
There, I glimpsed some of the secrets of another world beyond the White Hole.
Just a hunch, just an intuition, just a gut feeling.
A new sense of sight beyond the five senses.
Looking at the situation with those eyes, only one conclusion could be reached.
The crisis of humanity is not over yet.
Oh, of course we’ll have to start by taking out those f*cking terrorists.
