Ch.274Sword Durability Test

To be honest.

“It feels good to use my strength.”

I needed a place to relieve stress.

Even when only good things happen, in one corner of my mind.

“I might die? Me?”

There was an anxious feeling.

But then a program appeared where I could give my all.

I could run freely.

Sometimes play around with a ball.

And now even wrap ropes around my body and exert full power.

Having these things made me feel somewhat at ease.

“They’re going to kill me, huh.”

I had no confidence.

No confidence in losing.

Could fate really defeat me?

I really didn’t like its attitude of trying to kill me as it pleased.

Crunch!

With that anger, my legs push through the mud.

“What exactly is this fate? A grim reaper? Some kind of goblin?”

Does it come to take people’s heads when their time is up?

In a world where “missing persons” exist.

“And what’s this ‘rough wave’ supposed to be?”

All bait and no substance.

More accurately, nothing is progressing properly.

Suddenly a light falls.

A thug comes and shoots right in front of me.

I hated these little things and asked for one big hit instead.

“A boxing match? Or UFC? Some drug-enhanced fighter planting his fist in my jaw, continuing to beat me to death even after the referee tries to stop it?”

I wonder what grand thing they’re preparing.

There’s been no word so far.

I thought about a plane crash too.

But that seemed excessive.

Because in that case, I wouldn’t be the only one to die.

“It’s like The Merchant of Venice.”

A situation where you need to take a pound of flesh without spilling blood.

How much effort does it take to kill just one person?

Screech!

A body with no proper outlet for its anger.

As soon as it finds an appropriate situation, it begins to exert power like crazy.

From head to toe.

Blood flows, bringing vitality to every muscle.

Like an F1 race car starting at ultra-high speed.

The rough engine sound is replaced by breathing that drives the ship forward.

“—!!!”

I advance step by step, shouting with all my might.

Whatever comes, I don’t care, just come quickly.

Don’t even think about checking my liver.

With that thought in my battle cry.

Crunch!

Noah’s Ark slowly moves forward.

+++++

Those pulling Noah’s Ark together with Kim Donghu.

‘He’s insane, is he even human?’

‘Even with assistance, this is ridiculous.’

‘Is his species value just wrong?’

The team members were dumbfounded by the display of power unfolding in real time.

In any task, the role of the leader at the front is important.

Because they set the direction.

But in the current situation.

Pulling Noah’s Ark, weighing about 3 tons, it’s even more crucial.

If the leader applies force incorrectly or goes in the wrong direction.

Noah’s Ark will move in an unintended direction.

That’s not all.

The sides and back.

The leader must also control people applying force in the wrong direction.

The wheel that drives Noah’s Ark from the front.

The control tower that must regulate all forces.

That’s the role of the leader.

That’s why team members with experience actually thought about placing multiple leaders at the front.

Because that would be safer.

Even if it took longer.

Like pulling a carriage.

They thought it would be more realistic to have multiple people at the front setting the direction.

‘But who would have thought one person could pull it alone!’

Lifting weight is a world that can’t be expressed in numbers.

Even if you add just 5kg more to someone lifting 100kg.

They suddenly get surprised by the different dimension of weight and collapse.

The heavier the weight gets.

The more strength it demands.

But.

“Hup!!!”

A force that defies the laws of physics propels Noah’s Ark forward.

The muddy ground makes it difficult to get proper footing.

As if saying, what’s there to consider?

“—!!!”

Matching Kim Donghu’s battle cry.

Screech!

The ark slowly moves forward.

And this was certainly a speed no one had anticipated.

“Ha, really shit… Did I recruit Hercules?”

Even PD Ji Yonghu.

To the point of cursing again after years of not doing so.

Like a non-smoker desperately searching for a cigarette.

With such feelings, PD Ji Yonghu’s jaw was wide open.

“That’s just… a god.”

Kim Donghu appears on the screen.

Using his entire body to exert force.

As the rope scrapes against his body.

Patches of skin turning red are visible.

And even in such a situation, it was truly mysterious how handsome he remained.

Usually when people grimace, grunt, and exert themselves, they become ugly.

“Hercules, Samson… Xiang Yu, Lu Bu…”

Names of beings famous for their strength come out one after another.

“Physical 300… I just decided what to use for the main poster.”

PD Ji Yonghu’s gaze remained fixed.

Kim Donghu, his body tied with ropes, advancing forward.

And behind him, the massive Noah’s Ark.

Breaking through the muddy ground.

Approaching the destination.

The image of a pilgrim who doesn’t shy away from hardship.

Clearly everyone is shouting and making a fuss.

But why does only Kim Donghu exude solemnity?

As the explosive display of power that captivates continues.

Thud!

At the point where other teams are just figuring out how to pull Noah’s Ark.

Kim Donghu was already at the top of the slope, holding the rope attached to the summit.

An overwhelming difference.

And in that situation.

Crunch!

Pulling Noah’s Ark uphill.

Of course, the result was obvious without even looking.

Kim Donghu’s team took first place.

+++++

Including Kim Donghu’s team.

After all the Noah’s Ark filming was completed.

Physical 300, which gained momentum, continued filming smoothly.

The loser’s revival match that happens after team competitions.

Team competitions mixing with revived losers.

Then individual competitions for the reduced number of participants.

And finally the last filming.

About a month and a half passed quickly.

After all filming ended, it was time for the wrap party.

“Thank you… thank you so much.”

“PD, are you crying?”

“We plan to air in November. Until then, I will truly… truly do my best to present the best work to the world.”

PD Ji Yonghu bowed his head in tears toward the participants.

By the way, Kim Donghu unfortunately couldn’t attend.

Because he had a schedule at Cannes.

Musashi, Pianist, and Physical 300.

In this sequence of Kim Donghu’s 2022 work relay.

The first start, Musashi, had begun.

ㄴSo there’s a film festival in a French region, and there’s a famous Japanese samurai movie, but a Korean plays the samurai

ㄴ?

ㄴ?

ㄴGood summary

ㄴWTF?

ㄴThe trailer was pretty chilling

Of course, the community also started heating up with this start.

This Musashi has many issues in various ways.

If Musashi really wins the Palme d’Or.

It would be an unparalleled honor for Japan.

But the problem was that the lead actor of this honor was Korean.

In some ways, it could be called a Korea-Japan collaboration.

However, the internet expressed this quite roughly.

ㄴThey’re just piggybacking on Kim Donghu

ㄴKiryu Sota? You have talent, but? The actor is Kim Donghu

ㄴAll that talk about Japanese film masters lol but the lead actor they chose is Kim Donghu

ㄴThinking of using the current P4P #1 as an actor OMG

ㄴHuh? Kim Donghu is P4P #1?

ㄴYeah, honestly it’s surprising that he is now, but anyway he’s #1

ㄴThis is just hearsay but they need to milk it before establishing Kim Donghu?

ㄴWhat does that mean?

ㄴIf they put Kim Donghu at P4P #1, who knows how long he’ll stay there

ㄴSo they’re passing the crown around to others who can be rotated

ㄴThe moment they crown Kim Donghu as P4P #1, it won’t come off for at least 10 years

Of course, the conversation briefly drifted elsewhere.

But overall, the mainstream opinion was ‘if it wins an award, it’s largely thanks to Kim Donghu’.

When Japan tried to fully refute this.

“It’s true, why make such a fuss?”

Director Kiryu casually revealed his honest feelings in an interview.

Flash! Flash! Flash!

As soon as he finished speaking, the flashes from journalists who had come to Cannes fired fiercely.

Because they realized how impactful his statement was.

“Do you really think so?”

“Not just me… honestly, any director who has filmed Kim Donghu would feel the same.”

What if it wasn’t Kim Donghu?

If he hadn’t appeared in my film and someone else had filled his place?

“Who could confidently say they would achieve the same results?”

Even with the same direction, the materials are different.

And Kim Donghu was.

“He is a top-tier actor. To the extent that history will never see again…”

A material of a different dimension.

“If I had to compare, he’s like Century Soup… jewel meat.”

“Pardon?”

“Never mind. I suddenly thought of a certain manga. Anyway, let me say clearly.”

The key to completing Musashi was only actor Kim Donghu.

1% inspiration and 99% perspiration.

Sadly, this saying doesn’t expound on the greatness of effort.

1% inspiration.

Without it, the 99% is useless.

And in that sense, Kim Donghu was that 1% for Kiryu Sota.

Starting with this bold interview.

The Cannes Film Festival officially began.

About two days later.

“…Wow, arriving late means no seats.”

“I know. I really had no idea.”

Official competition section.

The theater where Musashi was scheduled to be screened.

It was packed with people.

Everyone was anticipating what kind of performance Kim Donghu would show, and just then.

Swoosh.

The lights dimmed smoothly.

The first thing visible on screen was

Stab!

Stab!

Stab!

Stab!

Repeatedly stabbing a corpse’s body.

“Stabbing like this quickly damages the blade, like a rotten piece of iron.”

It was the image of a sword demon testing the durability of his blade.