Chapter 318

Chapter 318

: There are two types of running away.

-The first is a strategic retreat.

He is leaving, promising to fight under better conditions in the future.

It is a method of running away that is mainly used when you need to defeat an opponent that you cannot defeat right away, and it can be said to be wise in that it leaves room for victory even if your pride is slightly damaged. There could have been a chance to solve the problem, but if you try and die, what’s the use of it all?

―The second is aimless avoidance.

It’s better conditions, it’s reckless, and it refuses to fight itself and jumps out without looking back.

-They say it’s something only cowards do, but I don’t know. Is there anyone in this world who cannot be a coward? Being scared is more than just a condition. And unless the problem is corrected, there is no way to return to the battlefield...

Can this be called pathetic?

-It’s just something that can’t be helped.

Strategic retreat is used to defeat an opponent who can win under better conditions, not a strategy used to defeat an opponent who cannot be defeated hundreds of times. In the end, if you can’t win, it doesn’t matter how much blood you fight or how much you suffer, it doesn’t matter. That’s just a poor, stupid person.

-And that’s right. We’re really good at running away.

The snake-eyed police officer laughed.

-I guess the inhabitants of this world don’t understand us. I didn’t turn away because I faced it without running away, but I went crazy because I ran away because I knew I wouldn’t win in the end.

“Hong Gyeong-jun, aren’t you tired?”

“Jaeheon Lee.”

-Ah, these boring people. Even if the time comes, I probably won’t even have the courage to push another person into the fire pit with my own hands. I can’t bear it. Can I keep leaving it like this? huh? How about letting each person gain experience with murder step by step? Let’s take advantage of the fact that the last survivor has memories and guide him little by little.

The police officer, who had been grumbling with his arm around Lee Jae-heon’s shoulder, soon sighed.

―...Well, it can’t happen like that.

His gaze landed on Hong Gyeong-jun.

-The inhabitants of this world are so chick-like that their minds won’t be able to withstand it after experiencing murder. It must be an enormous burden to cause irreversible harm forever, so even if time goes back and everyone is alive, you’ll still feel sorry.

As I said that, I looked at Park Da-hoon, who was crushed in a corner. The police officer, who was looking at the curled up lamb, frowned with disgust.

-Ugh, you bastards like pudding.

“Mr. Lee Jae-heon, are you okay? “The injury may not have completely healed yet.”

“Once you get back to reality, it will gradually get better.”

―Even if you worry about our junior, are you also worried about Lee Jae-heon? I really don’t understand. If possible, I would like to change all of that explosive personality, but it would be difficult, right? I know, I know everything.

The police officer lamented, pressing his hand between his eyebrows.

―Our Jae-heon probably doesn’t know how hard I worked to make Hong Gyeong-jun so soft. If it weren’t for me, I would have had a hard time dealing with that bastard in the park. huh? know? I don’t fucking know. I can’t be this sad.

“I know you’ll get better when you get back to reality, but don’t overdo it. The doctor is already very worried. “Is there anything I can help you with?”

-Hey kid. I know how to ask how you are doing like this. I raised one of my juniors really well. But do you know that you have to work harder to get along with this bastard Kim Yeon-woo? I know because I have experienced it, people like Yeonwoo are people for whom the greater good is more important than their own safety or personal love life, so you have to be really good at seducing them. Gyeongjun, we have to make it so that we can’t live without you. huh?

The police officer, who had been fluttering his lips, sighed heavily once again.

―...I don’t know if I can go see this guy dating.

The police officer muttered bitterly and spoke to Jaeheon Lee.

-Let’s do a favor, okay? You know that our junior has a frustrating side. If he continues like this, he will either die of old age without being able to hold the hand of any woman in love, or he will collapse and die in the other world. Especially since I’m not attractive enough to excite someone like Yeonwoo, I need to help people around me... ”

...I don’t have anything to help you with, but can we talk to you?”

“of course. If you go inside the greenhouse, there will be a chair...”

―Junior, but I feel a little sad?

The policeman smiled and looked at Hong Gyeong-jun.

-Your senior is here, but he is looking at someone.

“Please come in.”

– Annoying.

Lee Jae-heon took a quiet deep breath to steady himself and raised his head to face Hong Gyeong-jun.

“It’s nothing special, but I’ve been feeling anxious lately, so I’m trying to talk to the survivors one by one.”

No crazy person would like it if he said out loud, ‘I think you’re crazy,’ so Lee Jae-heon deliberately said from the beginning that his goal was not Hong Kyung-jun as an individual, but all of the survivors.

‘Actually, it’s not wrong.’

Park Da-hoon, who seems to have done a lot of digging in the last episode; Jeong In-ho, who suddenly seems to have lost all motivation; Kim Ki-jeong, who should play an important role in the future exploration; talks with several survivors other than Do-yoon Han, who has a history of being kidnapped and imprisoned by the possessor. I’m thinking of sharing it.

Hong Gyeong-jun, who did not know Lee Jae-heon’s true intentions, muttered as if he were puzzled.

“If you say you’re anxious...?”

“It’s really no big deal. “We are looking to see if anyone suddenly goes crazy and runs out of the garden.”

“Aha... I guess you really don’t trust us.”

“As I said before, this is my personal anxiety. No matter how much better you did, you probably felt similar anxiety. “Just say you’re going to get psychological counseling with me and hang out with me for a little bit.”

“It feels quite grand to say it’s psychological counseling.”

“There’s nothing grand about it. “I’m just having a conversation.”

“Hmm...”

Hong Gyeong-jun made a sound with his mouth closed, but then a smile appeared. It was a brighter and deeper smile than the one he showed just moments ago.

“I like conversations with Jaeheon Lee.”

“I guess I should really be thankful for this.”

“You may get angry sometimes, but... there are people like Lee Jae-heon. “I learned while working as a detective that there are many different people in the world.”

“aha.”

Lee Jae-heon let out an exclamation and muttered to himself.

‘This sucks.’

This guy’s mentality is gone.

‘...no... fuck... why is everyone like this? I’m at a point where I don’t know how to handle this on my own.’

In real life, Hong Gyeong-jun did not treat Lee Jae-heon this comfortably and seemed to feel a bit of pressure every time they met. It’s like a person who feels self-destructive at the fact that they are receiving comfort or something by looking at Jae-heon Lee overlapping with Jae-heon Lee.

Moreover, if we were to make a comparison, it was not at this level even at the beginning of entering the secret world. It was to the extent of subconsciously overlapping ‘Lee Jae-heon’ and Sa-su to alleviate the mental burden of the hidden world, but did not overtly treat him as a replacement for Sa-su.

‘Even now, this bastard isn’t doing this unconsciously.’

From the looks of it, he himself seemed to have noticed that he was holding on while looking at the shooter and Lee Jae-heon, but not a single shadow could be found on his smiling face. This means that self-justification has already ended.

“...It’s nice to see you smile often.”

“Is that so?”

Hong Gyeong-jun slightly tilted his head when he said something he didn’t even mean to say.

“thank god.”

“What?”

“I think I’m holding on to the underworld well.”

“...The other side of the world....”

“It’s a good thing.”

Hong Gyeong-jun, who said that, rolled his eyes and smiled, which was rare, and Lee Jae-heon sighed inwardly.

“...you’re right.”

“yes.”

“That’s a good thing.”

Good thing, this little chick.

What kind of fool are you?

(Continued in the next part)