7. Knives and guns
When we met again after a three-day break, Teacher Jakdaegi said that this was basic training, regardless of the passing conditions.
So, knife canter, stun hold, diving off a cliff.
Repeating the three courses has become mandatory.
If you ask me if it was so hard that I died, it wasn’t like that.
After experiencing the wildness of shapeshifter training, it became worth it for me to undergo immortal training, which would be short-lived as long as the pain was eliminated.
That’s after basic training is over.
“Have you ever used a knife?”
the teacher asked.
In his hand was a jungle sword of appropriate length.
The blade is about two spans long, and the handle has a leather strap wrapped around it.
“no.”
He swung his sword in the air a few times.
Squeak, the blade cutting through the air sang a song.
It wasn’t a good song.
“The advantage of immortality is rebirth.”
Yes, I know.
“Even if a bullet hits it, it’s okay because it pierces through or regenerates by pushing the bullet away, right? But this kind of cold weapon is damn right. What if a leg is cut off? Will the enemy stay still for a few hours while it regenerates? If one of the limbs is cut off, it takes time to regenerate. “I need this.”
“So I said you have to be careful.”
“Attacks with a small damage area are just right. Instead, you should avoid these.”
Sigh.
There is no such thing as a murderer repeatedly swinging a knife in the air.
The blade seems to sharpen really well too.
“So why did you take out that knife now?”
“Why would you do that? I heard you’re smart?”
Teacher Jakdaegi had no smile.
He approached with strides, expressionless.
It was a knife avoidance training followed by a knife walk.
No, I was wrong. This is not about dodging blades.
“Get out of the way.”
It was a knife training.
Immortality training is all like this.
The crazy thing you do because your body remains no matter how many times you get hit by the sword, that’s how you use your immortal body.
“Learn how to avoid fatal injuries and end with minor injuries. Avoiding everything is useless.”
Let’s dodge using the reflexes of the shapeshifter’s body, the teacher said.
“I think I did some exercise somewhere. Let’s take it easy.”
“……yes.”
It was sword-fighting training.
The method was easy. Targets such as thigh muscles and calf muscles are caught with the shin bone or deflected to the side.
Of course, it’s easier said than done.
The blade hits the flesh hard.
At least I’m glad I tried the knife-edge canter.
I was hit and endured.
The immortal body replayed the parts cut by the blade in real time.
Soon the surrounding area was stained with blood.
I lost so much blood in a short period of time that I felt dizzy.
Even if the body of a shapeshifter were to lose this much blood, it was natural for it to become anemic.
“Woah, anemia. It’s one of the weaknesses of immortality.”
The teacher said, sweat dripping.
It feels like all my stamina has been poured out just to beat me with a blade.
“Do I have to carry around a blood pack and do a blood transfusion?”
Let’s just say this as a joke.
“That’s true. But it’s better to stop the bleeding first.”
No, you really do that?
Do you carry around blood and do a real-time transfusion?
“Let’s stop here, eat and rest.”
The motto here was short and bold training.
So there was quite a bit of time to rest.
As Mr. Jakdaegi spoke and prepared pots and cooking utensils, I grabbed his wrist.
He looked back at me and answered the question ‘Why?’ with his eyes.
“Today I am the chef.”
“……Could you at least make me some black bean ramen?”
“no.”
I opened the backpack I brought.
It would be better if I could go to a restaurant and buy it.
This one didn’t seem to have any intention of doing so.
When I saw fish and curry powder among the cooking utensils the teacher had brought, I felt so fortunate that I learned how to cook from my mother.
I poured water onto the pot, added two pinches of salt, and turned on the portable gas burner.
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When I saw the light on, I took out a ziplock bag filled with chopped garlic.
“Do what?”
The teacher asked with curiosity.
“Do you like noodle dishes?”
I prefer rice rather than noodles.
But after learning how to cook, I understand.
If you cook stew without rice on one gas burner, it will last a whole day while cooking.
So I prepared.
Bubbling.
I put the yellow pasta noodles into the boiling water and stirred them roughly with tongs.
Turn on the timer on your smartphone to keep track of time.
When the noodles were cooked, I put some of the noodles in a bowl and threw the rest on the floor.
Next is tomato meat sauce in a glass bottle.
The teacher sat with his arms crossed and watched me do it.
Pour olive oil in a frying pan, add chopped garlic, stir-fry, and add noodles.
The seasoning is done with salt-soaked noodles.
Chaaaaah.
The moisture and oil remaining on the noodles combined to create a beautiful harmony.
Pour the sauce on top and mix.
It’s over.
After learning how to cook, I understood.
If you don’t have the right environment and tools, you can’t do anything properly.
So what should we do?
Unless you want to bring ready-made food from the supermarket, this is best.
Made sauce and just boiled noodles.
So, meat sauce spaghetti was created.
Mother said.
If you want to make something edible, cook it with a thick sauce.
Whoop.
The teacher took a bite and closed his eyes.
“It’s delicious.”
I ate too. thank god. It was worth eating. Honestly, it was delicious.
Long live the mart. The person who made the meat sauce should be given an award. I’m serious.
Next time, I’ll have to buy cream sauce too.
What’s even more fortunate is that Mr. Jakdaegi’s sense of taste is normal.
“Cooking was also a form of training.”
he muttered.
Was that training too?
As I glanced at him, the teacher continued speaking.
“It dulls your sense of taste.”
I see that he hesitates as he speaks, so that’s an excuse.
What is insensitivity?
He was also immortal and a special species with better senses than others.
So, since you have a sensitive sense of taste, delicious food is the best.
ate. After eating well and getting enough rest, it’s time to train again.
This is a class that should be called sharpening the blade well.
“Let’s add one more.”
It’s about time you get used to holding the blade with your arm muscles.
The teacher added an order.
Suddenly, without any signal, he rushed at me and plunged the knife into my stomach.
Phew!
“Ahh!”
A scream erupted with pain.
it hurts!
I was surprised and grabbed the teacher’s neck, and the teacher said.
“It’s internal regeneration training.”
pestilence.
As I relaxed the hand holding my neck, the teacher pulled out his sword. A pain as hot as a stab wound ran through my stomach.
I felt like my brain was going to burn.
It hurt so bad.
“Stop the bleeding.”
As I learned, I pressed my stomach hard to stop the bleeding and held on.
I wondered if this would stop the bleeding, but it did.
The story of immortal body development.
“Internal regeneration takes more time than you think. That’s why basic physical training is essential.”
“Okay, what did you do just now?”
To be honest, if I had any inkling, I would have avoided it, but I didn’t realize it until the moment the blade pierced my stomach.
I haven’t been in a lot of fights, but I’ve had a fair amount of fistfights.
Of course, my opponent had much weaker physical abilities than me, but I was able to read all of their movements at that time.
It’s a sense of wildness. In addition, now that I have awakened to immortality, I have gained the sixth sense in addition to the five senses.
But when I just got stabbed in the stomach with a knife, I didn’t feel anything.
“what?”
“I stabbed you.”
“Killing by presence. If the other person’s senses are sensitive, I need to know how to hide my prayers as well.”
It’s a story that could come out of a martial arts magazine.
“How do you do it?”
“well.”
You bastard. If you’ve punctured someone else’s stomach, you should kindly let them know in good conscience.
“Whoa, whoo.”
I took a deep breath and removed my hand from my stomach, and I saw holes in my clothes and pink flesh.
The hole is plugged.
What about intestines?
It’s still a bit uncomfortable, but not to the point of death. It seemed like it was still playing, as it tickled.
“……is it healed?”
the teacher asked.
“Didn’t you stab me to play?”
“That’s right. That’s right….”
Instead of continuing further, the teacher asked.
“Do you want to learn how to kill someone by surprise?”
“yes.”
I answered quickly.
Training included being stabbed with a spear, stabbed with a sword, and cut with an axe, including internal regeneration.
Among them, pulling out an arrow stuck in my body with my bare hands was really irritating.
What I said earlier about it being better than transformation training is canceled.
It hurts so much. It hurts terribly.
Still, I held on. I blocked out my senses, adjusted my sense of pain, and somehow held on.
I felt like my physical endurance was reaching its limit, so I ate three to four times as much as usual.
I was glad I brought a lot of pasta noodles.
I also learned what to be careful about while my body is recovering.
“You have to be careful about traps. If you step on it, it will hurt terribly, and if the pain continues, this place won’t work properly.”
The teacher said, patting his head.
“It’s dangerous to cause continuous pain rather than momentary pain, right?”
Pain prevents us from making rational decisions.
So immortality requires getting used to pain.
It is said that most of their battles are fought with their bodies.
Two days passed quickly, with short and intense classes and training that was more like hellish punishment than hellish training.
As always, I got on the bus and went home, and when I opened the front door, my mother seemed to have been waiting for me and gave me a ride in the car.
It’s another transformation training course.
“Do well.”
They even cheer you on.
yes. That’s how it should be.
When I went down the elevator, Mr. Log greeted me.
“Are you here?”
This one was similar. Repeat the single-rope canter, and the rest is time to lift weights and train your body.
Perhaps because the progress of the two is similar, something similar to a sword strike was added here as well.
“Try to avoid it.”
The teacher speaks and points the gun.
It wasn’t a real gun. It was a model gun with something that looked like orange plastic on the end.
Contrary to its appearance, it was not at the level of a toy.
It was a modified gun, and it was a special gun made by injecting special bullets and gas that were heavier than actual BB bullets.
“Guns are dangerous. If you get hit, it hurts your body right away.”
said the teacher.
The conclusion was this.
The moment the gun is pointed at you, move.
Find cover, or if there is no cover, run fast so you can’t be pointed at.
Instead of running in a straight line, turn left and right and change direction to avoid being predicted by your opponent.
The body of the shapeshifter makes that possible.
Even if a reverse movement occurs, you can immediately change direction and run by applying strength to your muscles.
Use your elasticity to launch your body.
It was training to close the distance with the enemy by moving dynamically.
“Don’t get hit! If you get hit once, consider yourself out of combat!”
Even if I don’t have an immortal body, one hit doesn’t mean I can’t fight right away.
The bodies of shapeshifters are not that weak.
So that comment was part of my training to avoid getting hit as much as possible.
“If you want to get hit, move towards the side where there is no damage!”
It was like immortality or transformation.
Immortality taught him not to damage his moving muscles, and transformation taught him not to lose mobility by blocking bullets with his forearm.
They both seemed to value mobility.
Immortality and transformation.
I realized this while taking classes and learning.
Their fighting methods have changed to suit their respective characteristics.
Basically, they weren’t teaching me how to fight, but how to survive no matter where I fell in this body.
Immortality must be careful not to cut the wound with a knife or a wide surface area.
When it comes to guns, shotguns are more dangerous than rifles.
Attacking a shapeshifter with a sword is actually something that is welcomed.
“An enemy that gets close? Dodge and hit.”
What makes this possible is the athletic ability and body of the shapeshifters.
The shotgun is rather easy to use here.
They say it has a wide shooting range, but once you dodge it, you’re done.
The moment you dodge and stick, the game is over.
Or, you can move away completely, making aiming itself almost impossible.
Transformation is done based on the assumption that no one will get hurt.
That’s how training gets used to it.
Yes, no matter what, it is time to calmly continue training, thinking that physical training is better than cutting down your body ignorantly.
I suddenly felt like my hair was standing up. Someone swings a knife at my neck right behind me.
I felt it even if I didn’t say it, so I did a single-rope canter and then jumped.
I barely avoided the wire, fell onto the mat, rolled forward two times, and looked back.
“Whoop, whoop.”
I was out of breath.
I took a deep breath and looked, and there was nothing.
There was definitely something there.
That terrible feeling still remained, like a bug crawling on my back.
It wasn’t that there was nothing. Because in my eyes, I saw a log teacher holding a smartphone.
“…Did you feel it?”
Teacher Log asked. She couldn’t believe it, but she did it. I felt confident for no reason.
fantasy,
