The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 16.2

Yong-gu Lee asked, half thrilled that his predictions had come true, and half worried that he might be held responsible if things went wrong.

“You have to strike while the iron is hot. People aren’t reacting badly right now, are they?”

“I understand. . . I’ll have a meeting soon and proceed with it.”

Yong-gu Lee agreed with Baek Geon-ho without much objection.

In fact, he also wanted to grow the Korean branch of HSIU.

However, he couldn’t blame the Hunters who belonged to the organization just because the live broadcasts were not good.

If they were capable, who would come to a place like this? There wasn’t much money or honor.

Yong-gu Lee thought to himself that this was the last chance to promote the Korean branch of HSIU, and he vowed to himself that he would definitely pull it up.

“Oh, who is the guy who fought and defeated Gert?”

Baek Geon-ho asked as he looked at the article, which had neither a face nor a name.

“I haven’t heard his name yet. I tried to call Team Leader Hwang Jeong-gu in the morning, but he’s too busy to answer.”

“I see. I’ll have my secretary hear it directly. You may leave.”

As Yong-gu Lee went out, Baek Geon-ho sank deep into his chair and replayed the video.

In a one-on-many situation, he calmly defeated the assassins and then effortlessly subdued even the last opponent.

“He’s got something, he’s got something.”

Baek Geon-ho smiled with satisfaction.


“Yes, this is HSIU Gangbuk Branch!”

“I can’t tell you that because it’s branch policy.”

“No. We haven’t heard anything about it either.”

“Yes, hello!”

The staff of the HSIU Gangbuk Branch were fed up with the phone that kept ringing even if they answered it.

They wanted to pull out all the phone lines, but they couldn’t bring themselves to do so because they didn’t know where the calls were coming from.

“Yes, this is HSIU Gangbuk Branch Team Leader Hwang Jeong-gu. Yes, yes. Hello! Yes, that’s right! Yes, you’re our team member. . . You’re a team member!”

Siwoo leisurely enjoyed his coffee while watching the scene.


“The coffee is bitter today.”

“. . . . . . .”

“. . . . . . .”

There must have been quite a few people who wanted to curse at that attitude, but no one could.

The staff of the HSIU Gangbuk Branch had all checked the video.

And they realized.

That Hwang Jeong-gu had a reason for being so humble.

Whether it was magic, skills, or hand-to-hand combat, he was a first-class combat Hunter who lacked nothing.

Didn’t he even defeat that A-rank Hunter Gert, although they hadn’t heard the results yet?

He couldn’t ask the person concerned directly, so he could only watch the situation.

“ㅡI understand. Yes, come in! Phew.”

Hwang Jeong-gu, who hung up the phone, was speechless as he watched Siwoo leisurely drinking coffee in front of him.

He didn’t even feel angry.

“H. . . Hunter Siwoo-nim???”


Siwoo’s brazen expression.

Even if his face was covered not with iron but with vibranium, it would be thinner than that.

“Could you please explain what the hell is going on. . . .”

Hwang Jeong-gu had been taking calls since dawn until the afternoon.

Most of the calls were simple.

Questions about Siwoo.

What kind of Hunter he was, what his abilities were, what rank he was, when he awakened, why such a Hunter was only now being known, was he really a Hunter belonging to Gangbuk Branch, etc.

“Phone calls? I don’t know what’s going on.”

“No, that’s not it, I mean the video that was uploaded to Hunter Tube. What happened yesterday?”

To Hwang Jeong-gu’s question, Siwoo told him what he could vaguely remember.

Of course, he didn’t say anything about going to Min-jun’s research institute or what he did there.

He vaguely said that it was his disciple’s research institute, so he stopped by, and fought against assassins who suddenly rushed in, and then Gert barged in.

So he tried to subdue him with force, and the advice to leave evidence came to mind, so he pressed the button.

“It seems like the higher-ups like Hunter Siwoo. It seems like they’re trying to promote you on a large scale.”

Hwang Jeong-gu explained his opinion after listening to Siwoo’s story.

He explained one by one what he had inferred based on the current atmosphere within HSIU and the phone calls he had received.

Siwoo just listened to the story calmly.

“Are you okay?”

“What do you mean?”

Siwoo put down his coffee cup. He looked at Hwang Jeong-gu and grinned.

“Jeong-gu, you don’t avoid the waves, you ride them.”


A large room, decorated neatly and cleanly.

Expensive-looking Goryeo celadon, ink paintings, and teacups were placed here and there, and the marble floor and the ceiling decorated with Hanok added to the cozy atmosphere.

Three men sat at a luxurious wooden table.

The sweet scent of electronic cigarettes faintly appeared and disappeared.

“Are the negotiations with Mexico going well this time?”

“Yes, there were some difficulties in the middle, but thanks to the mediation of Dr. Yoon, a North American lobbyist, the arbitration went well.”

“I see. Just in case, make sure there are no problems with the plan.”

“I understand. And what should we do about the Hong Kong Hunter Gert. . . .”

“What is that?”

The man who spoke up darkened his expression slightly at the attitude of the other party, who seemed to be hearing it for the first time.

“A Hong Kong Hunter who entered our country was killed by HSIU.”

“Is it our fault?”


“Then handle it through the diplomatic line. ‘That person’ is too busy to deal with such matters.”

The moment he finished speaking, the door opened and someone rushed in.

“The VIP is coming in.”

At that one word, the three men stood up at the same time.

Their bodies stiffened at the enormous energy felt from far away.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

A man of enormous size, over 190, appeared.

Even with his calm gait, the surrounding air seemed to expand.

“You made me wait.”

A crude but heavy and low voice.

Choi Dae-soo, the current president of SKorea, glared at his aides.

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