Chapter 252:

Chapter 252:

Yu-hyun met with Choi Jung-mo and introduced him to Yoo Young-min. He then quickly changed the topic and told him about what he had experienced today.

“Artificial, a Mental Realm, you say?”

“It sounds unbelievable, but it’s true. And the suspects are probably...”

“Unleashed.”

“Did you have a hunch?”

Choi Jung-mo nodded with a heavy face.

“Not completely. I just heard some intelligence that they were acting suspiciously lately. The religious group that’s been making a lot of noise has calmed down a bit, but...”

Choi Jung-mo glanced at Yu-hyun as he said that. Yu-hyun shrugged as if he didn’t know why.

Choi Jung-mo didn’t ask any further and continued.

“...From Africa, there were rumors about them, and they sneaked in here secretly. I’ve been watching them quietly, because I thought they would explode if I touched them, but their movements have become more suspicious lately. And now you’re telling me about an artificial Mental Realm. Phew.”

He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, as if he had a headache just thinking about it.

“But it’s a good thing that you found out in advance. Thank you for letting me know.”

“Don’t mention it.”

“It’s better to know at least a little bit than to be ignorant and get hurt. I’ll have to raise the alert as much as possible. Sigh. How did they come to Korea and do this?”

“Anyway, that’s all I wanted to tell you. And Young-min, we’ll take care of him at White Flower Management.”

“Please do.”

Compared to the information that Yu-hyun brought, the request to not send Yoo Young-min, the collector who specialized in long-range attacks, to the training camp was nothing.

He heard that he was a collector who specialized in long-range attacks, and if Yu-hyun cared for him so much, he must be a talented person.

‘If White Flower Management becomes stronger, I’ll have more reliable allies.’

Since they already had a solid trust relationship, Choi Jung-mo didn’t bother to argue or ask for anything.

That’s when it happened.

“Hey! Choi Jung-mo!”

An old man who kicked open the office door shouted Choi Jung-mo’s name.

Choi Jung-mo’s eyes widened as he recognized the man who came in with his white hair scattered.

“Director Kim Hak Jang?”

“Jung Mo! Look at this! I made it! I finally made it! Hahaha!!”

Kim Hak Jang immediately put the thing he made in front of Choi Jung-mo as if he was proud of it.

It was a silver metal cylinder. It was about 25cm wide and 1m tall, and there were still some texts that were not properly cleaned up on the outside.

Choi Jung-mo adjusted his glasses and said.

“Director Kim Hak Jang. Don’t you see that I have a guest right now? And what do you mean by saying that you made something? What is this?”

“The invention of the century!”

Kim Hak Jang shouted without calming down his excitement.

“With this, collectors don’t have to risk their lives by entering the Mental Realm anymore!”

“No, but what is this exactly...”

“It’s a bomb.”

It was Yu-hyun who interrupted their conversation.

“Huh?”

Kim Hak Jang noticed Yu-hyun for the first time.

He was so excited that he didn’t even pay attention to Yu-hyun and Yoo Young-min.

Kim Hak Jang was a weirdo and a loner who didn’t care about anyone else.

But Yu-hyun recognized what Kim Hak Jang had made at first glance.

He secretly hoped that someone would appreciate his invention, so he couldn’t help but be interested in him.

“You know what this is?”

“Yes. You combined a bomb and a ‘Shredding Story’. It’s not just shredding, but more like breaking the bonds. When it explodes, it doesn’t produce flames from gunpowder, but forcibly breaks the bond between texts and invalidates the story itself.”

“That’s...”

He nodded his head before feeling doubt and shock.

Kim Hak Jang couldn’t believe how this young man recognized his invention at first glance.

“What’s your name?”

“My name is Kang Yu-hyun.”

“Kang Yu-hyun? Hmm. It sounds familiar somehow.”

Kim Hak Jang stroked his chin as if he had heard the name before.

Choi Jung-mo sighed and took over the conversation.

“I told you before, Director Kim Hak Jang. There’s someone who can fight in the Mental Realm directly.”

“Oh! That’s right! Don’t tell me, you’re that Teller?”

“That’s an overstatement.”

“Huh. That’s amazing. Well then. How does my invention look from your perspective as a Teller?”

Kim Hak Jang stored the name Kang Yu-hyun in his head perfectly and asked for his opinion.

He thought that he would easily understand the greatness of this item if he recognized what it was for at first glance.

Kim Hakjang, who was already drinking the soup of praise in his mind, couldn’t help but twist his expression at the words that flew from Yu-hyun.

“It’s crude.”

“What, what?! Crude?!”

“Sure, the idea itself is not bad. Although it’s formalistic, it’s okay to have some semblance of shape. But it’s not complete.”

Kim Hakjang’s face turned red with Yu-hyun’s harsh criticism.

“That can’t be!”

Kim Hakjang exclaimed incredulously and immediately scrutinized the text of the part that Yoo Young-min pointed out.

And then, he had no choice but to admit it as he opened his eyes wide.

“It’s, it’s true? How, how did you...”

How did you notice it?

He didn’t have to hear the rest of the sentence to know what he was asking.

Yoo Young-min smiled awkwardly.

“I just saw a weird part.”

At that response, Choi Jung-mo couldn’t help but admire him.

He vaguely thought that the collector that Yu-hyun brought wouldn’t be ordinary, but he didn’t expect him to catch an error that even Kim Hakjang couldn’t notice.

Moreover, Yoo Young-min went one step further.

“Bro. Can I fix it a bit?”

“Sure.”

“What, what?!”

Kim Hakjang was shocked and almost fell over. ‘Seeing’ something with your eyes and ‘touching’ something with your hands are two different abilities. The latter was much harder than the former.

But Yoo Young-min said he would do it very easily.

And it wasn’t a bluff.

“My goodness...”

Yoo Young-min’s hand touched the letters. The glowing letters were grasped by Yoo Young-min’s hand and slowly changed shape at his fingertips.

The skill [Craftsman’s Dexterity] that Yoo Young-min possessed was activated.

A cheat-like skill that could not only make things but also touch and modify the text that made up the world.

Kim Hakjang was on the verge of fainting when he saw it.

“It’s done.”

The process was over and what was completed was a different thing from what Kim Hakjang had brought at first.

The appearance was the same, but the ‘story’ contained in its contents was much more refined, detailed and clear than before.

Kim Hakjang’s eyes lost focus.

He looked like he had lost his soul.

Yu-hyun felt a bit sorry for him.

‘Did we go too far?’

From Kim Hakjang’s perspective, two people he didn’t know had modified his masterpiece without permission and even produced a better result than he did. And they were much younger than him.

Overwhelming talent.

People who face that huge wall eventually lose their hearts.

Kim Hakjang, who had been doing this for a long time, must have felt it more strongly than anyone else.

‘We were lacking in consideration.’

Kim Hakjang was definitely amazing.

He had a book with a hint of gold in it. The cover was brilliant silver and the potential for development was faint gold.

The path he had walked until now must have been solid.

‘But the world is wide and if you think about the future you will face, that alone is not enough.’

People like Kim Hakjang were in the top 1% from an absolute perspective.

But those 1% of people had to realize something.

Above their heads.

There were people in the top 0.0001%. The existence of those who were beyond comparison.

It would be hard to accept. Anyone would be like that. People who thought they were the best and had pride would bow their heads and settle for the present reality after hitting a wall once.

That was what most people did.

“Amazing.”

But the words that came out of Kim Hakjang’s lips were completely different from what Yu-hyun thought.

“Really amazing. How did you come up with this? That’s right. This way, the loss of power will be reduced much more and the directionality can be clearly set.”

A mumbling that sounded like he had lost his soul.

It wasn’t the voice of someone who had collapsed and given up.

Rather, it was full of Divine Spirit that suited someone who had fallen into his own world while looking beyond a bigger stage.

‘This guy.’

He didn’t collapse.

Even though he ran fast and hit a wall, even though he felt pain and hurt because of it.

This man didn’t lose his willpower.

He couldn’t hide his anger though, as he bit his lip.

Yu-hyun saw a fiery flame burning in the eyes of this old man who had reached 60.

“What’s your name, young man?”

“Huh? I’m Yoo Young-min.”

“Yoo Young-min.”

He repeated the name several times and hammered it into his head as if he would never forget the names of Yu-hyun and Yoo Young-min.

“Next time, I’ll surprise you guys. Definitely.”

He left the office with the thing he had made, ending with those words.