Chapter 249: Are You Good at Fighting? (2)
“Good to know.”
As soon as he said that, Kyung-joon kicked off the ground with his legs.
It was different from simply running fast with force.
It was like the 『quick』 in the game, where mana circuits were squeezed to gain powerful propulsion.
He instantly squeezed the capillaries in his muscles, gaining strength impossible for ordinary humans.
No, it’s not impossible.
He had already experienced it countless times in the game.
Fully reviving that sensation.
A movement that everyone in reality, even his own brain and cells, had decided would be impossible.
He turns the unconditionally impossible into an unconditionally 『possible』.
For Kyung-joon, who came to think that way, the current movement was nothing more than…
Shaak!
…something ‘possible’ that he had always done.
The only difference was…
…just a minor difference between World and reality.
“?!”
Kyung-joon disappeared from the sight of Secretary Oh, who was looking back.
By the time he realized where he was…
“Shut your trap.”
…Kyung-joon was already in front of Secretary Oh.
Kyung-joon pulled his fist back like a tightly drawn bowstring.
He clenched his fist and recalled the sensation of Jet Black Power he had received from the Demon, in a time that seemed to slow down for a moment.
Anger, envy, jealousy, greed, hatred, etc.
It was a momentary power that stemmed from overwhelmingly negative emotions.
What he would accomplish with that power was neither overcoming nor turning back.
“You b@stard!”
It was to break it right away.
Bang!
“Ugh?!”
Secretary Oh is thrown back as if hit by a speeding car.
Thud! Thump, thump!
He falls to the floor and rolls over.
As expected of someone who is right next to Chairman Yoo, who is called the world’s top businessman, Secretary Oh managed to guard with both hands the moment the fist touched him.
His hands throbbed intensely, suggesting fractured bones.
Just as there is an action, there is a reaction.
“Ow, shoot.”
Kyung-joon also received the recoil.
His right arm dangled.
Unable to overcome the tremendous power he had unleashed, it dislocated.
“Hoo.”
Kyung-joon held his breath and quickly set the bone with his other arm.
Then, after moving his arm around, clenching and releasing his fist to make sure there was no problem…
“It was a good thing I learned anatomy from Teina.”
……he nodded his head several times in satisfaction.
Secretary Oh, who was looking at Kyung-joon with a dumbfounded expression, got up from the floor.
“Ugh… what is the meaning of this……?”
He suddenly asked if he was good at fighting, and as soon as he said yes, he started throwing punches.
It was a very absurd situation for him.
“Oh, no, you just said you were good at fighting.”
Kyung-joon shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly in front of Secretary Oh, who was staring at him with a fierce glare, as if wondering what the problem was.
“Do you not realize that you are doing something that could be a huge problem right now?”
From simple assault to injury.
Moreover, the opponent was not just a simple passerby, but Secretary Oh, the closest aide to the chairman of the Seolha Group.
There were countless problems to be pointed out.
Nevertheless, Kyung-joon was not intimidated at all.
“When else would I try this if not when I’m underage.”
(※Minor)
“Are those supposed to be words? Even if you are a minor, if we put our minds to it, we can do whatever we want to a mere male high school student……”
“In the first place.”
Kyung-joon interrupted Secretary Oh’s words.
At the same time, he continued speaking, staring at him with the same glare, devoid of any playfulness.
“This isn’t what you wanted to talk to me about and confirm, is it? And if you think about it, it’s you who has the problem. You keep saying it’s not a human experiment, but how is this any different from a human experiment? Oh, I see. So because you’re not locking people up and experimenting on them like in the movies, but letting them loose and doing it, it’s fine? Wow, I didn’t know that.”
Kyung-joon was rarely angry.
Of course, it was partly because he was trying to recreate the feeling of Jet Black Power in reality, but……
…it was Secretary Oh who had taken the wrong approach from the beginning.
“Honestly, I didn’t even think of coming out like this because I’m having an amazing experience with this and my grades are going up. I already had a hunch that this might happen a few months ago, and it was my choice. But it’s not right for you to come at me like that, is it?”
Kyung-joon slowly approached Secretary Oh while stretching.
“You’re using the power of a giant corporation to act all high and mighty, like something bad will happen if I don’t do what you say, but do you think I wouldn’t be pissed off? I’m pissed off. My body is changing in a weird way. It hurts like hell. So I got treatment. And it’s all because of the game you guys made, but you can’t be acting like that now, can you?”
Perhaps it was a side effect of recalling the sensation of Jet Black Power, but his emotions did not subside easily.
Kyung-joon wanted to throw another punch right then and there.
But he endured it and continued speaking.
“That time you offered me a scholarship and then slipped in some weird slave contract clause. Honestly, I just went along with it because you said you were giving me an award, but I can’t let it slide now.”
He tried to endure it, but he couldn’t.
In the end, Kyung-joon began to loosen his neck from side to side, cracking it.
“Really honestly, honestly. Back then and even now. I never really expected any kind of reward or compensation. If you had just come out honestly and said that there was this and that problem and that you had this and that plan, and asked for my cooperation, and then immediately followed it up with a ‘sorry’ and ‘thank you’… Honestly, if you had just done that, we wouldn’t have had to come to blows.”
Thud.
Kyung-joon assumed the basic waiting stance of martial arts.
Crack.
Secretary Oh also spat out blood-tinged saliva with a ‘ptoo’ sound, naturally assuming the combat stance he had ingrained in his body from decades of experiencing all sorts of rough situations.
“……You will regret this.”
“Regret what? What, are you going to threaten my family like in some gangster movie?”
At Kyung-joon’s words, Secretary Oh shook his head, his gaze fixed in a glare.
“We are the Seolha Group. We would never do such a despicable thing that only a third-rate gangster organization would do. However, there is a hospital right next door, so what I meant is that you will greatly regret it.”
Clench.
As Secretary Oh tensed his entire body, his black suit inflated as if it would rip apart.
Seeing that, Kyung-joon……
“That’s a coincidence, isn’t it? I was just thinking the exact same thing.”
……smiled.
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That evening.
Whoosh!
A plane was taking off outside the window, heading north.
“Judging by the direction, it’s Vladivostok.”
Chairman Yoo was enjoying the night view of Seoul outside with a cocktail in hand.
At that moment…
Knock, knock, knock.
There was a knock on the door of his private mansion room.
At first glance, it sounded like an ordinary knock, but there was a subtly set rhythm to it.
It was Secretary Oh’s.
“Come in.”
Creak.
The door opened and Secretary Oh entered the room.
However…
“Did you crawl up the stairs or something?”
“…”
Secretary Oh’s suit was torn and tattered in places.
And in between, strangely white skin was visible.
“Keke. I think I get the picture.”
Those were clearly traces of capsule treatment.
The rapidly regenerated new skin was bound to be stark white compared to the surrounding skin.
Just by looking at that, he could roughly guess what had happened between Kyung-joon and Secretary Oh.
“He was a more aggressive fellow than I thought.”
“He wasn’t just aggressive, he was like a wild beast. No, even when I was dealing with polar bears in Siberia, it wasn’t this bad. It would be more accurate to call him a monster.”
“Khahaha. A monster, you say.”
Chairman Yoo chuckled like an amused father.
The fact that Kyung-joon and Secretary Oh had engaged in a fierce battle that almost blurred the lines between reality and fiction, and whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.
none of that mattered to Chairman Yoo.
The fact that he, a mere high school student, had put up such a fight against Secretary Oh, his closest aide and right-hand man, was enough 『proof』 for Chairman Yoo, so he had no intention of questioning it further.
However, he was curious about one thing.
“So, what is he going to do now?”
Chairman Yoo skipped over the details of the incident and asked only about what would happen next.
He asked, but this too was something Chairman Yoo had roughly expected.
“……He said he would research it.”
“Keke. I knew it.”
No matter how great he was, he was still just a high school student.
On the other hand, he was the head of the world’s No. 1 company that moved the global economy.
He would surely have no choice but to rely on him.
He thought so, but…
“……But he said he would research it alone.”
……it was not at all the case.
“What the……?”
For the first time this year, Chairman Yoo frowned.
For the first time.
Something had happened that was outside of his expectations.
“Wait. Secretary Oh, you didn’t win, did you?”
“……”
Secretary Oh was speechless.
“Oh my! No matter how great the ability of Infinite Knowledge Seeker is, you’re telling me he defeated you, the one who defeated a polar bear in Siberia with his bare hands?”
Chairman Yoo’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“Calculations said it would take years for him to adapt to that level, didn’t they?”
“That’s…… his Synchronization Rate seems to be much higher than we expected.”
“No, even if his Synchronization Rate is high, it should still take years…… Wait. The fact that he’s already like this even though his Synchronization Rate is high means……”
Chairman Yoo trailed off with a very serious expression on his face.
Secretary Oh picked up where he left off.
“……Yes. He might die within a month, no, within weeks.”
“What the……?”
Truly.
Chairman Yoo and Secretary Oh had not expected it to come to this.
Chairman Yoo decided to ask a few more questions while he was still composed.
“And he said he’s going to research it alone? Does he even know about this?”
“Yes. I told him the same thing, but he flipped me off and just left……”
Secretary Oh still remembered it vividly.
The intense middle finger Kyung-joon had made with both arms, seen through the hole in the hospital’s incinerator.
“No! You should have told him more forcefully! That he could actually die! He obviously didn’t understand properly!”
“……It didn’t seem like that either. He said that he knows his own body best, and that he would die in three weeks, not a month, if this continued, along with all sorts of unfamiliar terms.”
“……he really said that?”
“Yes, he really did.”
“……”
“……”
The two were speechless for a few minutes, unable to do anything but remain silent.
And then soon.
“Go get that reckless brat right now! By any means necessary!”
Chairman Yoo shouted, his face red with anger.
And then he continued.
“Never! Never let that kid die! Do you understand?!”
“Yes…… I’ll keep that in mind!”
Chairman Yoo and Secretary Oh, who thought they had everything under control.
…had been instantly put on the defensive by a madman who would readily risk his own life.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
Whoosh!
A plane from Korea landed safely at Vladivostok International Airport.
Flight B767-9.
A man stood up from the Prestige Class seat, which had only nine seats.
He seemed to be traveling alone.
“Have a nice trip.”
“Yes.”
The man responded to the staff’s greeting in a slightly youthful voice and got off the plane very naturally.
And when the few passengers behind him had all disembarked.
“Hey.”
The flight attendant, who had seen the last of the passengers off, whispered to her colleague in front of her.
“Yeah?”
“That guy who got off first……”
“Uh-huh.”
“Didn’t he look too young?”
A very young-looking man who had been enjoying the nine-seater Prestige Class all by himself.
“Huh? He was a high school student, wasn’t he? That’s normal, isn’t it?”
“What? Really?”
“He’s a 2012er. Didn’t you check the APIS? They told us to check the Prestige Class passengers in advance.”
“That’s… it’s just that there was only one…”
“Oh well. It’s fine. Just check properly next time. You didn’t make a mistake.”
She looked a bit guilty at her colleague’s words.
“……Don’t tell me you did something wrong?”
“No, it’s just…… I didn’t know, and he asked for a whole bottle of vodka, so I just……”
“What?! Vodka? A whole bottle?!”
.
.
.
A man came out of the Vladivostok International Airport building without any luggage or bags.
Pop!
The first thing he did was to open the vodka bottle and gulp it down his throat.
Gulp, gulp, gulp!
“Ah~”
He made an expression like a drunkard that didn’t match his age and said in fluent Russian,
“Я зол. водка хорошо. Теперь я в порядке. Вот почему вы пьете водку каждый день. (I was so pissed off that I thought I was going to explode, but vodka is the best for anger management. No wonder you drink it every day.)”
After muttering to himself, he turned his head to the side and added,
“это правда? мистер Гнев-Контрольная-Водка? (Isn’t that right, Mr. AngerManagementVodka?)”
“…Блять. (…Blyat.)”
AngerManagementVodka.
He was the one who welcomed Kyung-joon, a high school student, in real-life Vladivostok.
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