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Before landing the plane, Suarine finished showering neatly and refurbished. When someone saw her, she looked so glorious that she wanted to go to the battlefield that she put her face back on her forehead.

“My dad's freaking out, man. ”

“But if I don't make the best impression...! ”

Jung Shiwoo sent a message to his father that he had arrived at the airport. He replies that he will be going to the entrance.

“I don't suppose your father is coming himself? ”

“Since I was a kid, I've been getting so much attention that I don't usually want to stand in front of people. ”

“Poor thing.”

“It's not PTSD……. ”

As we quickly left the entrance gate, the person who was waiting for them walked up and greeted them. He was blonde, blue-eyed, carved into pieces.

“I've been waiting. ”

As soon as he sees the group, he bows with a respectful bow, and surprisingly, a smooth Korean language flows from his mouth.

“I'm John Smith. ”

“Yes, I'm Kim Chul-soo. ”

“Yes?”

“No, brother. His name really is John Smith. ”

Suarin explains to Jung Siu, with John Smith tilting his head forward.

“You're the second most famous ranker in America after Marina. I was at the World Players' Conference back then, remember? It was right next door to Marina. ”

“It's an honor to remember you. ”

“... I've seen you a lot. And his real name is John Smith? ”

“Of course it's fake. Real names are confidential. ”

However, at least the fact that he is a famous player working in the world as John Smith remained unchanged.

Jung Si-woo didn't know, but in the beginning, he didn't know any rankers except for Seria and Marina. The man I knew was killed by his hand just moments ago.

“…… I don't really have a pseudonym. As you know, it's Jung Si-woo. Then why is a player so famous with his father? ”

“Mr. Jung has done us a great service in the past. So some players have volunteered to come and do some security at the Yew level. I'm one of them. ”

Whatever side they were on, Jung Si-woo soon tilted his head and asked.

“WPC?”

“No, it's happened before. It's the U.S. government.”

“Wow.”

“Talk directly to him about the details. I'll take you now.”

Heathrow Airport was not the least noticed. On the contrary, the great John Smith has joined the ranks of those who have taken a closer look at what is going on. However, John Smith gave way to the underground airport parking lot, biting people.

“Oh.”

“Ah.”

There was a black limousine parked there, within which was Jung Shiwoo's father's timeline. In a few years, there was a surprisingly natural reunion.

“It's been a long time, son. ”

“It's been a long time, Father. ”

The timeline was a typical businessman. Jung Si-woo smiled at his unchanging father. I wanted to rub my shoulders against the exhausted and awkward appearance.

He saw John Smith sitting in the driver's seat and placed his hand on the passenger's father's shoulder.

“It's been hard, hasn't it? ”

“Don't rub it. Are you going to let your father go to all that trouble? ”

“It's okay. Once it hurts a little bit, then it's cool. ”

“Don't! ”

From the beginning, he had no right to refuse his son's favor. He was exhausted from his son's massage, which only tightly loosened his shoulders with subtle force adjustment. I was furious that it was really cool.

“Mister, you're stuck in front of your son. ”

“I don't know why you're missing the word ‘physics,' John. ”

Jung Heo-Hwan grumbled at John Smith, then turned his gaze toward the slightly tense Suarin.

“Then you must be Aryn. I've heard a lot about you. ”

“Oh, hi, Dad. It's called Suarin. it's been 23 years. ”

“As I've heard, it's beautiful. We Siu have many blessings. ”

“No! Siu oppa... ”

When the conversation started between the two of them, I was naturally excluded from tolerance. However, he was not harmed at all because he was already accustomed to such a reality. Jungwoo patted him on the shoulder without saying a word.

“John, let's go. ”

“I understand.”

The car leaves the parking lot and starts running. When he finished talking with Suarin, he smiled and patted his son on the shoulder.

“You're such a good kid. My son must have saved about ten galaxies in his past life. ”

“She's a pretty good kid, but she's also a good supporter. And here's a detail. ”

“Your Highness.”

“Oh, yeah. Nice to see you, too. You've been through a lot with Siu. ”

The car drove downtown London. I sighed lightly as I looked up at the cloudy sky. Then I asked the timekeeper who started talking to Yongseha after Suarin.

“Is that why it's so serious? ”

“You're getting to the point. ”

“You don't usually call me that far away. ”

His words sounded a little cold, and Jung Heo-Hwan smiled bitterly.

“You don't have to do that anymore. You're such a disappointment. ”

“…… Well, he is, too. ”

Their relationship was originally very good. As a child, Jungwoo often followed his father's work, and seeing him in a different way, in a different way, but in an energetic social life, he realized that there are many kinds of forces in the world.

However, as Jung Si-woo gradually lost his confidence as a player, his work became increasingly busy and the contact between the rich began to decrease naturally. Eventually, he didn't know how to deal with his son, so he kept a steady distance.

‘But now that I think about it, the timing was really subtle...... ’

Father is very busy with soybeans in the sky, Mother who took up one seat at WPC 10 years later. At this point, as long as you are not a fool, you can make an inference.

“Dad, you've been doing heavenly work for quite some time, haven't you? ”

“Yes, from the moment I received a request in the United States. ”

I was able to predict what it might be. It must be related to the drop of dollars in the dungeon.

“Did you come into contact with the person who made the celestial stars? ”

“I wish I had. It's a problem because there's no explanation for what happened. Mind if I have a smoke, guys? ”

“Yes.”

“Of course.”

Even now, thinking about that only then, he shakes his head and asks for a cigarette in his mouth. John Smith, who was driving, flicked his finger and lit a fire.

“Fire……. ”

“Ah, it's not the power associated with the god of flames. It's magic.”

As Jung Siu looked at it, he tilted his head and said as if John Smith had made a hasty excuse. Did he think he would beat himself up like he hit Kim Ha Ryong? He laughed.

“I know the arrangement. I don't feel the power of God in you at all. If he had the power to hide me, the Earth would be finished. ”

“You have the ability to recognize it……. ”

“You're pretending to be somebody's son. ”

“I'm not pretending to be. I'm actually pretending to be. ”

Jung Si-woo snorted and asked his father to do the following. My father smoked a cigarette and said, sigh and sigh.

“Don't tell me what I should have done. You wouldn't understand anyway…… It was a joint struggle of economists to protect society from supernatural forces and forces. There was so much going on. If the number of players had tripled, the global economy would be finished. ”

Jung Si-woo nodded, listening to his father's words quietly. Just thinking about it, the period when the dollar drop stopped strangely overlapped with the times when the players exploded.

The one who built the heavenly star really did have a clever design. Jungwoo nods, thinking vaguely like that.

“I thought there was a conspiracy between the President of the United States and the Celestial Designer. ”

“Collaborate with someone who wants to undermine the value of their own currency? The presidents of the United States screamed every time a high-level dungeon was cleared. More dollars will be pouring out of it. ”

“Trying to change the base currency unit…… oh, that's enough. You don't have to say it. ”

Seeing his rotting father's face in real time, I decided not to ask anything more. I thought you were the father of an idea that you could come up with.

“After all, no more dollars will be earned in the dungeon and everyone will be relieved. And then, at a similar time, I started to rot my head because of new emerging money like a ghost. ”

“The Stone?”

“Bingo.”

Monsters appeared on the ground, and as the Earth transformed in real time, the byproducts of monsters, among other things, were actively researching the stone.

In the meantime, B&Y used marble to create space travel gates, and the artificial islands that were created in collaboration with the world's leading companies were maintained as marble.

So it was no surprise that everyone's attention was focused on the cornerstone, and everyone wanted a safer and more secure way to trade. The result was the hottest place on Earth, I assure you, at the Marble Exchange.

“And admittedly played a big role in calming the dollar downfall, your father became the chairman of the World's Stone Exchange. ”

“ ……. ”

Suarin and Yong Se-ha's gaze, which was sticking towards Jung Shiwoo's cheek, was really warm. Director of the Gem Exchange, I've never heard of it, but this is one of the most powerful people on Earth right now!

“It's not an American exchange. ”

“I'm in charge of the U.S. Exchange, but I'm in charge of the World Exchange. Yes, I just came to say hello to the person representing B&Y……. ”

At that point, he glanced at Suarin and said in a small voice.

“Are you flirting with men? ”

“Father, would you like to try Aung Dao with me? ”

“Or not. The word Siu Abbey was so fond of flattering and surprised. ”

It was probably because of Marina Viset rather than Edan Viset himself. Both brothers and sisters are overly delusional. He could be thinking about the name of the third child who would come out between Jung Si-woo and Marina by now.

“So in the end, ”

Jung Si-woo urged his father again, gazing up at the huge clock tower that he saw outside the car window.

“Something went wrong at the exchange? ”

“Actually, there's a problem with the flow of stone analyzed at the exchange. So...... since it seems like you've succeeded in approaching the celestial essence without Abby knowing it, I want to ask you first. ”

He turned around and faced his son. It was so hard for his eyes to even blink at the feeling of being young.

His mouth opens. An unimaginable question popped up.

“Have you... heard of anyone who eats horses? ”