Chapter 207: The Enemy of My Enemy Is My Friend

Episode 207

“All the Major Clans are in a state of emergency.”

They were in a different hotel room than a few days ago.

But the scene inside was similar. Kim Jinsung was lying on the bed, and Park Do-joon was standing by the window, explaining the situation.

“All the Masters are frantically trying to find out which clan’s executive is the spy. They’re all praying that it’s not their own clan.”

“Will they admit it if they find out?”

“Maybe, maybe not. It’s like losing a significant portion of their clan’s power.”

It wasn’t just any ordinary clan member, it was an executive. Considering that almost half of the executives in Major Clans were Rankers, it was easy to imagine how powerful each one of them was.

“Some might even try to frame an innocent executive from a rival clan. This is a rare opportunity to weaken a rival clan.”

“That makes sense.”

“The political maneuvering among Major Clans here is beyond imagination. The Center Zone is where all the smartest hunters on Earth gather.”

To become the strongest, it wasn’t enough to just be skilled. You also needed quick judgment, leadership to manage your connections and subordinates, and political power to gain the support of the government, corporations, and citizens.

In short, you needed to be incredibly intelligent.

None of the Rankers in the New Continent lacked either skill or intelligence.

“And they’ll also investigate who the executive gave the information to. They’ll probably summon all the information brokers, including me, soon.”

“Will you be alright?”

“Don’t worry. I knew this would happen.”

Park Do-joon’s expression was full of confidence.

“The chances of me being suspected are low, and even if I’m unlucky enough to get caught, I’ve prepared many escape routes. I’m not the longest-running information broker among Koreans for nothing.”

Kim Jinsung didn’t ask any further questions, seeing his confident demeanor.

He had to trust him. And if he was unlucky enough to get caught, there was nothing Kim Jinsung could do about it.

‘I can’t help him if he gets caught. They’ll definitely use him to set a trap for me.’

And Park Do-joon wouldn’t expect his help either. If he valued his life that much, he wouldn’t have supported Ukobachi for years.

“Oh, right. There’s one more piece of good news.”

Park Do-joon snapped his fingers, remembering something.

“After the ‘Top Secret Transport Subway’ bombing yesterday, I received many calls from ‘Ukobachi’ members through my network.”

Kim Jinsung’s eyes widened for the first time.

“Ukobachi?”

“Yeah. Over five teams contacted me directly. And many other ‘anti-government’ teams also reached out.

They all have slightly different goals, but they have one thing in common: they want to follow your plan for the time being.”

His plan. They wanted to support his future plans.

“In other words, they want to acknowledge you as their leader and follow your orders.”

A smile, the first since he entered the room, appeared on Kim Jinsung’s face.

‘I finally have followers.’

He had anticipated this when he first decided to operate as Ukobachi.

He knew that if he succeeded in a few major terrorist attacks, hunters from ‘anti-government’ groups who shared his ideology would naturally flock to him.

‘For hunters in anti-government groups, who are at a disadvantage in every aspect, a leader who can guide them is crucial.’

Ukobachi had played that role in the past.

That was why, before the ‘Daynight Mountain Extermination Operation’, for three years, the Paladins and Major Clans had suffered greatly from constant terrorist attacks by anti-government groups.

Now, Kim Jinsung would take on that role. He would become the guide for all hunters with anti-establishment sentiments.

‘Good. I need to utilize them effectively.’

He hadn’t lived a long life, and he hadn’t personally experienced Ukobachi’s prime.

But he was certain of one thing:

Those who valued their lives wouldn’t join a difficult, dangerous, and arduous ‘anti-government’ group.

If they had even a shred of self-preservation, they would either adapt to the New Continent or return to their hometowns and live comfortably.

“They said to contact them through me if you have any targets. They’re willing to risk their lives to succeed.

So, I have to ask. What’s your next target?”

Park Do-joon asked, his gaze fixed on Kim Jinsung, waiting for his answer.

‘Target…’

Kim Jinsung started thinking.

One thing was certain.

‘There will be an increase in the number of transporters moving between Major Clans.’

The ‘Top Secret Transport Subway’, which had allowed them to transport illegal goods discreetly, was now unusable.

They had no choice but to revert to conventional methods.

Transporting goods by trucks on the surface, or using teleportation or other magic circles.

‘They might find other ways later, but for now, they can’t transport everything using teleportation.’

It was difficult to create a 24/7 teleportation magic circle within a clan’s headquarters, and it would take a long time for all clans to activate them.

It would take at least a week for all clans to share their coordinates, even if they worked quickly.

In other words, they had no choice but to transport goods on the surface until then.

‘…But Major Clans aren’t stupid. They’ll be aware of this.’

They would definitely deploy heavy security around their transporters.

And the tighter the security, the lower the chances of a successful terrorist attack.

‘Then…’

He thought for a moment and then said,

“How many teams contacted you?”

“Including Ukobachi, a total of 14 teams.”

“Are they all in the capital?”

“I haven’t confirmed that. Terrorist groups wouldn’t reveal their location so easily.”

“Tell them this.”

He started explaining his plan to Park Do-joon.

“Until I give further instructions, attack key facilities in major cities, excluding Sselepoh City.

Government agencies, Major Clan branches, anything is fine. Just avoid the capital.”

“Other cities besides the capital… That leaves only port cities.”

“That’s right.”

Park Do-joon quickly tried to understand his intention.

He then snapped his fingers and exclaimed,

“Ah! You’re trying to draw the troops from the capital to the port cities!”

Of course, Sselepoh City, the capital, was still the most important city in the New Continent. It was where most of the dungeon portals, the source of all income, were located.

But port cities were also important.

Because all newbie hunters entering the New Continent had to pass through them.

If security in port cities collapsed, unqualified individuals, whom Major Clans and Paladins didn’t want, would be able to sneak into the New Continent.

Especially criminals who had been expelled from the New Continent. Their return would be a major headache for the Paladins.

Therefore, many Paladins and Major Clan branches were stationed in port cities. Without Major Clan branches, it would be difficult for the limited number of Paladins to maintain order in port cities, which were crowded with newbie hunters.

Kim Jinsung was targeting this weakness, ordering attacks on key facilities in port cities.

Park Do-joon, as if reading his mind, continued,

“If security forces in port cities are reduced due to terrorist attacks, the Paladins and Major Clans will have no choice but to deploy troops from their headquarters to the ports.

That will reduce the overall number of troops in the Center Zone. You’re planning to target key facilities in the Center Zone then, right?”

Kim Jinsung smiled silently, listening to Park Do-joon’s words.

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[…Our next news. Last night, the immigration office in ‘Elnacon’, one of the port cities in the Sselepoh Continent, was completely destroyed by an explosion.

This has rendered all immigration offices in the Sselepoh Continent inoperable, and new hunters will not be able to enter for the time being.

The Paladins in Sselepoh City have announced that the incident was the work of ‘Ukobachi’, who has recently resumed their activities, and have launched a full-scale investigation.

With public sentiment in many port cities unsettled due to the recent series of Ukobachi attacks, the Paladins are doing their best to reassure the citizens…]

Two young men, sitting at a bar, watching the news on TV, started talking quietly.

“I told you, right? The New Continent is so chaotic that they can’t even catch illegal immigrants anymore!”

“Come on… I heard security at the ports has been tightened even further. They say they fire energy cannons at anyone who looks suspicious…”

“You idiot. That’s only at port cities! Other areas are practically a paradise for illegal immigrants!”

“Other areas?”

“Yeah! You know Brother Wood, who we went to a dungeon with recently? He contacted us through the clan, saying he successfully snuck into the New Continent!”

“Whoa! Really? He’s not even B-rank…”

“Yeah! If he could do it, we can definitely do it too!”

One of the young men said, his eyes gleaming.

“This might be our last chance to re-enter the New Continent. We have to go now, while everything is in chaos because of the terrorist attacks.”

“Hmm…”

“Brother Wood said to contact him if we want to sneak in. He said he’ll help us.”

“Really?”

“Yeah! How long are you going to stay in this backwater, raiding low-level dungeons? We need to go back to the New Continent and make a fortune, like we did five years ago!”

His friend’s eyes started to gleam as he continued persuading him.

Moments later, they left the bar, heading out to buy supplies for their illegal entry into the New Continent.

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