Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Visitor

Lee Heeyeon paused.

The other party probably didn't feel it.

It was only for a very brief moment, so she thought it would be like that.

She checked the entered database.

Alias, Transcendence.

An awakener newly entered today.

Time taken 17 minutes.

Deducted points, 17 points.

Since it's a setting where 10% is automatically deducted, the points Transcendence obtained would be a little over 170 points.

While glancing at the next awakener approaching from afar, she turned her head.

10 points per minute.

Caught five goblins per minute.

Is it possible?

It is possible.

But for a bare-bodied awakener holding some strange wooden doll?

It's impossible.

Lee Heeyeon picked up her phone.

“Yes, yes. This is Lee Heeyeon. Could you check the database for me?”

The state does not access the personal information of awakeners.

No, that's not it.

To be precise, they do not ‘interfere’.

There is no state that is indifferent to the information of awakeners itself.

Rather, that would be strange.

A world where if the quota is not filled, 10% of the citizens disappear.

The idea that the state will only seize 10% of the points like a beggar is an overly naive thought.

-Peculiar.

At the low-pitched voice, Lee Heeyeon nodded.

“Yes.”

-But he's also too much of a sprout.

That's right.

Premature approach by the state is likely to produce side effects.

Only after approaching once they have the confidence that they can protect themselves can resentment be reduced.

Know-how that came from long experience.

Know-how so certain that even control-obsessed China or Russia follow it.

“Shall we register as a person of interest and watch?”

-Yes.

The voice cut off for a moment.

Then it rang out more firmly than before.

-He definitely doesn't seem like an ordinary awakener. Absolutely don't touch him. Watching is enough for now.

#

97 points remained.

I looked around, but there were no items or skills that particularly caught my fancy.

It turned out that purchasing the cursed wooden doll was quite lucky.

Cursed items also have quite a bit of demand.

There's a separate research team or something.

I returned home.

I raised the body that was slumped in the rocking chair with Mana Thread.

Looking ahead, the sunset was already at its end.

Day had passed and night was approaching.

“...I'm dizzy.”

Because I used too much magic.

That's also right.

But the other reason is bigger.

“Just how many living beings are there?”

Around the country house located in the middle of the forest was completely filled with living beings.

Beings that I originally wouldn't have felt filled my mind without remainder with the Detection skill.

There were so many that the black board was completely covered with dots.

This won't do.

I tried to turn off the Detection skill, but even that wasn't as easy as I thought.

The reason was simple.

The Detection skill level that would originally have risen slowly.

It would have been naturally acquired while gradually meshing with the awakener's cognitive ability.

But in my case, it rose to the maximum level in one go.

Immediately adapting would rather be strange.

“...Ugh.”

Skill adaptation took longer than expected.

Rather, the difficulty was much higher than attack skills.

The Fireball skill that allowed intuitive control because it was visible to the eyes.

On the other hand, the Detection skill is not visible to the eyes.

Turning off the ‘recognition’ between the mind and sensation was a problem of a different dimension from simply turning off a fluorescent light switch.

Thud.

In the end, only around the time the twilight brightened by the window did I barely succeed in turning off the noise in my head.

It was fortunate at least.

The distant feeling from when I first returned from the tower disappeared.

Now it's a feeling like I've grasped control of the Detection skill to some extent.

I lay on the bed as is and slept as if dead.

···Wooong!

And I opened my eyes to the vibration sound.

I turned my head with Mana Thread.

The phone placed on the table next to the bed.

It's Lee Heeja's.

···Woooooong!!

The caller is Wu Munryong.

Someone I know.

Since the character ryong is in it, it looks exactly like a Chinese name.

I don't know if it actually is.

At least the speech was a Korean's speech.

I couldn't answer the phone, but I wasn't particularly worried.

Lee Heeja originally doesn't answer the phone well.

She was like that for all 8 years.

A nature that is lazy and hates troublesome things.

If there's business, she has to leave a message or voice message.

Woong!

As expected, it's the same this time.

A voice message came.

No need to reach out, I drew the pattern with Mana Thread.

It's really convenient at times like this.

Then a voice came.

It was a hoarse male voice.

-Hey, you damn bitch. This time it's really important content. Answer the phone already?

A voice I'd often heard.

Lee Heeja's superior, Wu Munryong.

The characteristic is a thug-like speech.

I didn't answer.

This time a long message arrived.

-I don't know what wind blew, but the director said he wants to check that side for the first time in a while. Other things don't matter much, just pay a bit of attention to the hygiene side. Since the director has a weak stomach, if there's something like bedsores, cover up that cripple bastard's body completely. It'll end with simply checking that guy's condition.

Bad news.

Checking the time, it's 10 AM.

Seems like I didn't even sleep 6 hours.

I typed with Mana Thread.

[When?]

-Tomorrow morning. This fuck, not answering the phone but checking the text?

[Who and who?]

Blunt and arbitrary, only the business briefly.

It seems rude.

But Lee Heeja's conversation style is originally like this.

From what I've seen over the past 8 years.

-Who else, Director Park and Team Leader Kim.

Mana Thread paused.

It was bad news.

As far as I know, Team Leader Kim.

Was an awakener.

#

Everyone has their own history.

It means there's history.

A fact I learned later, but uncle Lee Taesik was originally a local thug.

Wu Munryong was a thug who worked under him.

Since his roots are dirty and lowly, he couldn't be entrusted with important duties.

In the end, he was entrusted with the job of handling me.

Together with Lee Heeja.

On the other hand, Director Park and Team Leader Kim who are coming tomorrow are higher up.

Elites in charge of the actual work in the group.

I remember Lee Heeja being subservient every time on the phone.

‘...By the way, why are they suddenly coming?’

If memory is correct.

Director Park, Park Gwangsu, has never come even once in the past 2 years.

But unluckily, why of all times are they coming now.

When there's not even enough time to focus on tower climbing.

[Why are they coming?]

-How would I know. Do I know what's inside Director Park that guy.

[Cleaning is a hassle]

Actually Lee Heeja is stupid and lazy.

The speech is blunt like this too.

-So what, cripple bitch.

A typing indicator was visible.

I waited for a moment.

-It's not certain content so don't believe it too much. From what I vaguely heard...this time Vice Chairman Choi needs that bug-like bastard's shares to succeed the management rights? With the legal team accompanying, it'll end with confirming survival and taking photos. Medical records are managed by me anyway so no problem.

···It was because of the shares.

It was a problem related to the company my dad managed.

-Vice Chairman Choi said he'll take good care of you once he seizes management rights, so handle the work properly. Maybe after disposing of that cripple bastard, you might also become a free person.

Culling a person.

As expected.

To them, I was just a lump of meat.

[Got it]

I pressed send and put down the phone.

Tension pressing down on my head, and fear.

There is no option to run away.

If I stagger and run away with this body, I'll be caught before going far.

Dealing with them was more realistic.

Expected number of people is three.

Director Park Gwangsu, Team Leader Kim Namguk, and an unknown legal team member.

First, the legal team side is highly likely to be a pushover.

Team Leader Kim Namguk is a definite awakener.

There's no information about Director Park Gwangsu.

[Is Director Park Gwangsu an awakener?]

-I don't know either, cripple.

I asked casually but confirmation was impossible.

After running the simulation several times, the calculation was set.

First target is Team Leader Kim Namguk.

It's natural to deal with the definite awakener first.

Next is Director Park Gwangsu.

If he's not an awakener, I can easily deal with him.

If he is an awakener, I have to risk my life.

The legal team member won't be a problem anyway.

It would be fine to deal with them slowly.

Once I finished the calculation like that, disgust welled up in my chest.

‘Is it okay to kill?’

A funny thought.

But it's not just funny.

Sixteen.

My world that practically stopped at middle school 3rd year level.

TV screens, and seeing Lee Heeja's twisted view of life was the entirety of my life.

For such me, killing a person is by no means an easy problem.

Can I really.

Burn and kill a person like the goblins I saw in the tower.

In order for me to survive.

#

A glossy vehicle runs along the mountain path.

In the top seat sat a man with a cold impression who had calmly lowered his head.

He looked out the window as if bored and indifferently blinked his eyes.

“Director, we're almost there.”

The place the voice came from was the passenger seat.

Director Park Gwangsu didn't even turn his gaze.

The words continued.

“There's no need for even the director to take a busy step. When public affairs are busy···.”

Park Gwangsu thought while tapping his thigh with his finger.

Public affairs are busy.

The company was in a period of upheaval.

Vice Chairman Choi Hansung needed shares, and reached out to Lee Taesik.

Lee Taesik.

A thug-like human who even used his younger brother's misfortune as a tool.

But Park Gwangsu liked such Lee Taesik.

His nature was like that.

A personality that can't stand guys who pretend to be noble.

“I have to check it myself.”

The fact that Lee Taesik is properly sponsoring that cripple must be proven.

The guy holding the steering wheel will play that role.

A nobody called from the Taesung Group legal team.

A newbie who knows nothing, beyond innocence to even stupidity.

“The scenery is nice. It would be really good to build a house and live in a place like this···haha.”

He probably won't even notice the strange points.

Since he's just laughing while spouting stupid words like that.

“That's right. I also want to grow old quietly in a place like this when I get old.”

I roughly spat out nonsense that wasn't in my heart.

At some point the conversation cut off.

It's originally like that.

What conversation is there between men.

The vehicle climbed the hill road.

The engine sound became quite noisy and the navigation guidance ended.

The legal team idiot was flustered.

“No, is there a house anywhere here?”

Park Gwangsu slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Team Leader Kim Namguk in the passenger seat quickly raised his hand.

“Turn onto the right hill road. It's an unpaved road so be careful.”

“Th-there···?”

“Yes.”

“Why doesn't it show on the navi?”

“It's private land. The owner probably didn't register it.”

The vehicle crossed the hill.

Visibility was secured and the road also widened moderately.

A sigh of relief leaked from the legal team employee's mouth.

“Huu, now I can live a bit.”

The vehicle ran along the path.

After a while, a fairly wide empty lot and a detached house appeared.

The three people who parked the vehicle walked toward the house.

“The scenery is good and the air is good, the house looks very wide too. You put a lot of effort into it.”

“Standing Advisor Lee Taesik paid special attention. Even now, 8 years after the accident, he hasn't let go of the hope that his nephew will get up.”

“The advisor is really amazing. Even after receiving 18% of the shares delegated, he remains in the advisor position unrelated to management.”

That's because he doesn't have the capacity, you idiot.

Park Gwangsu who inwardly mocked the employee smiled and led the way.

He passed the yard.

A subtle smell of burning wafted.

It seemed Lee Heeja had burned something.

‘Stupid bitch. What if a fire starts.’

While inwardly blaming Lee Heeja, Park Gwangsu who was about to press the doorbell paused.

His gaze headed downward.

The door was open.

Creeak.

Park Gwangsu opened the front door.

He took off his shoes and headed straight to the leftmost room in the hallway.

It's been a long time.

A pretentious space created for the abominable acting.

He opened the door.

Beep- beep-

A disgusting scent mixed with disinfectant smell and old house smell flowed.

Park Gwangsu who barely overcame the impulse to cover his nose tilted his head.

Lee Heeja who should have greeted long ago is not visible.

He turned his head.

On the bed.

There was a youth who had raised his back diagonally.

Lee Hansung.

The guy's eyes were calmly staring at Park Gwangsu's eyes.

He felt an inexplicable displeasure from that gaze.

But Park Gwangsu forcibly raised the corners of his mouth.

“It's been a long time.”

It couldn't be, but.

Somehow.

It only seemed like Lee Hansung was smiling.

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