CH 145

tempal

Bang Seong-min is a returnee who was summoned to the planet Gucheon 7 years ago and returned after staying for 2 years.

Although it is a planet returner, it does not work as a coordinate human, so the gate was not created.

After 100 days of observation, the first thing he did after becoming free was as a mercenary.

I worked there for 3 years, but it didn't fit my aptitude.

As I was only looking for a safe hunting ground, my awakening level did not go up from level C any more, and I quit physically and mentally exhausted.

It's not a bad spec for a C-grade mercenary from the planet Gucheon to find a job, but he prepared a business.

At the same time, a gate to Gucheon planet was created in Iksan due to a returnee named Soonpil Jang.

'Seongmin Travel Agency'.

The business was a hit.

There were tourists to tour the planet Gucheon, and there were international students who wanted to break through the identity of the awakening level by acquiring martial arts.

It was a possible travel project because the Iksan Gate was near the Namgung Sediment in Gucheon, a relatively safe planet.

The Jungwon language school in parallel with a travel agency was also a hit, and I became the president of a business with several guide staff.

It was only a few days ago that Bang Seong-min's face, who had only had days to laugh recently, had a shadow.

After running a travel agency for two years, there were many sources in Namgung Segegeji.

The owner of the Jangheung Bookstore, which has the most transactions, was also close with the owner of Oh Sang Gaekzan.

Recently, Bang Sung-min, who heard about the Moorim situation through them, showed a sharp business sense and stopped recruiting travel agencies.

'The situation in Moorim is dire.'

As predicted by Bang Seong-min, Moorim was on the verge of catastrophe, and when I visited last week, Namgung Sega collapsed.

Even the civilians living in the Namgung Segeoji Village, where Namgungse was formed, suffered some damage, so the atmosphere was horrendous.

'A blood horse has appeared.'

'Hundreds of martial arts masters have died.'

'Moyongsega collapsed.'

Bang Seong-min had an intuition at the news that got worse every time he went to the gate and heard it.

'Now the trip is over.'

Moorim's situation is like that, and the only way to get travel customers is to send them on a suicide train.

"Should I focus on language school?"

There is no reason to go to the planet Gucheon itself, will the language school do business?

At that time, the governor of Iksan came to me while he was immersed in a new business idea.

"Mr. Bang Seong-min. Come out now."

Due to the nature of travel agencies, offices are often located very close to the portal.

"Aww, what happened to the governor ."

Since I was doing business in Iksan, I had become quite friendly with public officials, but the governor had only talked to me a few times.

"Isn't Seongmin the best in Middle English? Please give me an interpreter. I will pay the remuneration disappointingly."

Seeing the face of the governor who looked urgent, Bang Seong-min seized the opportunity.

'I don't know what's going on.'

If you do this well, this will definitely be an opportunity.

"Is remuneration an issue? The country calls you, of course you have to go. let's go.

"Hey, there are people like the boss of the room, so the future of the country is still bright."

The situation in front of the portal where he went with the governor was a little more serious than he thought.

'Do you see more than 100 people?'

To his knowledge, since the creation of this portal, there have been no precedents by which the Jungwon people have crossed more than this number.

'This is something.'

Did someone do that?

Crisis comes with opportunity.

'Sibel.'

For Bang Sung-min, an opportunity came with a crisis.

It is also a very big crisis.

He knows better than anyone how eccentric and filthy the Moorim people are.

They are the ones who easily kill people because they say something wrong or they don't like their eyes.

About a hundred or so people gathered, and even at a glance, the appearance of the masters was revealed. Toward them, the soldiers who were always waiting around the portal were aiming their guns at them.

"Mmm, stop!"

Bang Seong-min was in awe and stepped forward and pushed the soldiers back.

"They are not people you can stop with bullets. Back off."

The soldiers, who had not dreamed of even the words of Bang Seong-min, retreated when the governor who came with them stepped forward.

"Whoa, I'm glad."

"The boss of the room. Please translate immediately."

[I am an interpreter. This is Iksan-gun, who is in charge of this place.]

[There is someone who speaks Chinese.]

At the forefront of the group, a scruffy, wretched man stepped forward. The governor frowned at the ragged clothes that smelled like he had not washed, and the man who looked like a beggar.

Bang Seong-min was surprised and patted his side and said quietly.

"No matter how you look, you will most likely be a master of openness. Make an impression."

"What is it?"

Bang Seong-min still looked at the governor with a frown on his face, and he had a foreboding that his ancestral rites would have to be advanced thanks to this old man.

[What is a governor?]

[It's about the same as a householder in this area. In the case of Moorim, he is the ruler of Iksan. I'm in menopause these days, so I don't have a good expression, so please understand.]

The ten great disciples of the Open Ark, who were in charge of the envoys, nodded their heads.

[I am the ten great disciples of the open ark.]

[Help, I see you.]

While they were exchanging Chinese language with each other, Bang Seong-min bowed his head, and the governor asked.

"What do you mean?"

Bang Seong-min explained in an easy-to-understand way before the governor made any more mistakes.

"Be careful with what you say, because he's about the vice president of the United States over there."

Ah! Nice to meet you.

The governor of Iksan suddenly turned bright and held out his hand.

Is a beggar wearing a big beggar?

"A handshake is not their way of greeting."

"Ah, haha. this is true But why are you here?"

[What is the purpose of your visit?]

[We came to visit Miryangbak Sega.]

" ?"

Bang Seong-min tilted his head, wondering if what he heard was true.

[Are you going to Miryang?]

[right. The purpose is to go to Miryang.]

"I'm going to Miryang."

Huh? It's a field, so why?"

Sungmin Bang translated again.

[It is a barren wasteland.]

Ten was taken aback for a moment, and then passed it on to Yangchun, the master of Haomun, behind him.

; Is there nothing in Miryang?

; This is the main headquarters of the magic school. Will the public see it?

; That's right. There is no way the family that produced the blood horse will be happy.

; Fortunately, Ambassador Song Yeong, who is an expert in the destruction of Jinbeop, is with me, so I am reassured.

The ten nodded their heads when they saw the monk who had taken a picture of the gye on one side.

If I went to Miryang, I was confident that I would find the main headquarters of the Magyo no matter where they were hiding.

It's not a war anyway, it's a way to go for gifts and favors.

Ten said looking at Bang Sung-min.

[We are not here to fight, so there is no need to be hostile. I just want to visit Miryang and ask you one thing.]

"I just go to Miryang and ask for one thing."

The governor tilted his head.

"I can ask you now, why did you go to Miryang?"

"I don't know."

"What kind of tourism are you going to Miryang? ."

No matter where you go in the field, it is not properly managed, so it is difficult to expect the role of a tourist destination.

The more mountains and the deeper the valley, the more remote monsters there are.

"Follow the entry procedure for strangers."

Yes.

Bang Sung-min was nervous and thought about what to say.

Fortunately, they are cooperative now, but aren't they Moorim who never know when they will change again?

[The governor welcomes your visit to Korea.]

[So do I.]

[According to the entrance procedure, you can move to Miryang after writing down your visit log. Could you please cooperate?]

[We are not here for war, so of course we will cooperate.]

Bang Sung-min breathed a sigh of relief and helped the entrance process.

Awakeners belonging to the Management Bureau with the ability to detect abnormalities inspected them one by one, and a civil servant with a dimensional energy meter measured each of them, took a picture, and wrote their name.

; 7230

; 7420

; 6702

Huh?

I wonder if the measuring device is broken, so I try again.

6,000 units are S-class, and 7,000 units are SS-class.

A whopping 8,000 energy was imprinted on one bhikkhu who took the gye.

"Eight thousand ."

It is a class that does not even exist on Earth.

So there is no nomenclature.

Civil servants were temporarily SSS-level, so I had no choice but to write them down.

Each time the guestbook was filled, Bang Seong-min's face turned blue.

"Oooh, Governor. Aren't you supposed to tell me this?

Huh? why?

The governor looked at it as if there was something wrong.

No, what kind of crazy bastard put this guy as the magistrate?

"Huh, the moment they change their minds, a city pops up. That's the power."

It's okay. Can't we just attach a company to the monitoring station?

"No, bullets . Just contact me right away."

"Huh, really. It's no wonder how many tourists have come... ."

"Do it now!"

The governor, feeling uneasy inside, called and ordered a report to the county government official.

And after a while, I couldn't help but freeze on the phone call.

why? What?"

"You are treated like a state guest."

"I thought so."

Seeing Sungmin Bang nodded as if it was natural, the governor continued.

"The president himself comes down."

Bang Sung-min shook his head.

Even though the governor is stupid, the leadership of this country still has a concept.

We know what these powers are, so we'll handle them with care.

Around the Iksan Gate, preparations for the untimely reception of the president and state welcome events for envoys from the planet Gucheon began to be prepared.

A 7-year-old nun, with her hair cut beautifully, held Sasuk's hand and looked around curiously.

"Are you excited?"

"What are you excited about?"

"Isn't it on the way to see your father?"

"Girl, what regrets do you have about the worldly kite, even though you have already gone home?"

"Fufu, is that so?"

Contrary to the answer, he smiled as he looked at Sajil's face that had been remembered a lot.

"Come on, take my hand."

"Thank you every time."

"It's a connection with the world, so what is there to be thankful for every time?"

"Ha-na, if it's not for private tutoring, I will be ."

"It has been Excessive gratitude will only make you feel uncomfortable again."

"I will keep that in mind."

Jingi, flowing through the hands of two nuns, caressed the girl, prolonging her life a little more.

*Guardian Guild Lab.

One side of the lab, filled with the latest research facilities, looked more like a precision machining factory than a research lab, with milling machines and other processing machines.

And on one side, where there was still a lot of empty space, there was a forge with a furnace and an anvil.

Since the head of the research lab is a blacksmith, it was a natural addition to the space.

Jang Soon-pil holds a hammer when necessary, but these days, I spend more time sitting at my desk and working on the computer.

"Certainly, there is no case like the boss ."

The first research project given to the institute was Park Soo-ho himself.

"All Awoken level up, but only the boss can see it intuitively."

Jang Soon-pil repeated his thoughts.

Why?

Just like an avatar in a game... .

"Then, except for the boss, are all NPCs?"

Maybe it wasn't right.

Like a 3D being in a 2D world.

It may be the boss who sees the 4th dimension alone in this 3D world.

"Ugh, I need to cool my head a bit."

Jang Soon-pil headed to the work desk where he made something to cool off his aching head.

It's good to knock on iron, but it's always exciting to create something new.

After concentrating for a while, he smiled brightly while holding a prototype product that was held like a gun.

"It's done."

"Sir, what is that?"

There were four researchers in the research institute, and except for Jang Soon-pil, all of them were research machine engineers.

All of them are researchers from the elite.

"Ah, this. It's nothing special, it's a dimensional energy measuring device.

Oh yeah?

A device developed and distributed by the Roland company.

Because of that, the ranks of the Awoken were divided.

"But why did you make it so big?"

"It's a prototype. It should be reduced gradually."

" ?"

You can already buy a small and convenient measuring device that is comparable to a terminal, so why did you make such a thing?

The researcher's doubts turned into astonishment at Jang Soon-pil's next action.

"Let's see."

When Jang Soon-pil pulled the trigger of the gun-shaped thing, a laser that would become a point was fired.

Let's put that point on the researcher.

beep.

; 903

Huh? If you hunt a little more, you will become an F-class."

"Huh, is that a rangefinder?"

"That's right."

"Hey, how far away is it?"

"Now we have to experiment."

" ."

crazy

It would be nice to have a longer measurement distance, but it doesn't have to be too far to be worth it.

A non-contact dimensional grade measuring device.

This is definitely marketable.

Researchers who were not satisfied with the head of the research institute, who was a returnee and had little academic background, began to look at Jang Soon-pil with envy.