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The man was running.

He was running like crazy to survive. There is no need for a long explanation. He had to move his legs without even having time to wipe the sweat from his forehead or the pain in his thighs because a gunman was following him.

“What is it… What is it…!!!”

It’s unfair. I can’t feel any other emotions in my heart.

The man runs and runs, as if he would die if he stopped. When he glances back, he sees half-naked men running towards him. Their appearance is strange. Did they come from somewhere cosplaying? They are wearing clothes that are reminiscent of the end of the century, something you would only see in 1999.

The bizarre mohawk was painted fluorescent and his arms were painted with chrome from somewhere. How nice it would be if that were the end of it. The world that the man saw before his eyes was so colorful that it made his head spin.

Neon signs. Those damn neon signs that I can’t remember when went out of style were so bright and flashy they were blinding.

“Gasp… Huh, gasp… F-fuck…! F-fuck…!”

The body of a man who has never been familiar with exercise is slowly reaching its limit. His survival instinct has kept him running until now, but the pain he feels in his thighs is devastating, and his lungs are endlessly demanding oxygen as if they are broken.

“Gasp… slurp… huh… shush… pal…”

The man’s body shakes. Is it because of the sweat pouring down like rain? After living in a corner of a room for several years, and running like crazy for 20 minutes, his body did its best, but now it’s over.

Once he starts to stagger, his body moves on its own, like someone who is very drunk. The man, who has entered the building with difficulty filled with the smell of urine, puts his hand on the wall.

“What.. There’s no door.. Huh.. Huh.”

I enter the building with trembling legs. My hands cling to the wall, covered in soot, and my feet are covered in dust, as if it had not been maintained for a long time.

Not knowing how far the men following him would follow him, the man thought he had to hide as much as possible and opened the broken door without thinking and went into the abandoned office.

As befitting the description of being abandoned, there was not a single thing in the room that was in good condition. There was a large desk placed meaninglessly, scattered wires, and objects of unknown purpose that had gathered an unpleasant amount of dust.

Without the energy to check each of these things, the man staggered and moved his body behind a large pillar in the corner of the office.

“Gasp… .”

dump.

A pain rose from his buttocks. He was so resentful that he let out a ragged breath, unable to catch his breath properly while running away.

“Where is this kid hiding!”

“Find me right now!! Do you know how much you’re missing out on! Just cut off the limbs and sell them…”

A voice is heard from far away. There were more than one or two voices looking for the man who had escaped with difficulty all the way here.

“Gasp… gasp…”

The man hiding behind the pillar was an ordinary young man from South Korea.

Kim Ji-hoon, this was his name. It was a fairly common name, so there was nothing special about his life.

He graduated from middle school and high school normally, and also graduated from college normally. He was discharged from the military without any accidents or injuries.

Although he had tried to live a normal life, he had spent the past few years just sitting in a corner of his room playing games, but he was still an ordinary person.

His face was ordinary and his body was nothing special.

“Where is that little rat… hiding?”

“You idiots! Look for it from above! If you miss, you’ll get a bullet in your head!”

To Ji-hoon, the gun-wielding mohawk-haired thugs were a shock in itself. The obvious idea that one can possess a gun in South Korea was shattered roughly an hour ago.

He doesn’t know what happened. When he came to, Ji-hoon was in another world filled with flashing neon signs. Was he possessed by someone like in the common stories? No.

His arms and legs were intact, his hair wasn’t a slicked-back skinhead, and his face was still decent.

Was he reincarnated? No, he was an ordinary South Korean youth named Kim Ji-hoon.

Ji-hoon woke up in a strange pile of trash with a splitting headache. His head hurt so much that he staggered to a convenience store, and that’s where the problem started.

I didn’t like the face of the woman who was chewing gum without thinking, and I was confused by how strangely all the items in the convenience store looked.

Kim Ji-hoon handed over his card in a place filled with brands and items he had never seen before. The female part-timer looked at him like he was crazy, and when he took out cash, she got angry and told him not to play around.

“Oh shit… My butt hurts so fucking much… Haa, haa…”

Ji-hoon closes his eyes, resting his head against the large pillar. He recalls that moment.

That’s when I realized I was fucked, but it was too late.

The men who had been watching him from behind started muttering something, and they suddenly started groping Ji-hoon’s body.

“What the hell is this kid? He doesn’t have implants in his body. He’s completely smooth!”

“Are you the son of a noble family? Or are you a religious person?”

“Kuhaha, if you look like a parasite brother… You can’t even scan, so isn’t that a kid who sneaked in from abroad?”

They muttered something meaningless and grabbed Ji-Hoon’s shoulder.

What would have happened if he hadn’t pushed her hand away at that moment? He didn’t even want to think about it. He ran out of the convenience store and ran, running, running, to a place with as few neon signs as possible.

The place they arrived at was an abandoned building that no one used. Ji-hoon bit his lip in frustration at the thought that he might die in a place like this.

‘What the fuck… Is this some new human trafficking ring? Where the hell am I? What the fuck…’

Had he fallen into another world? Ji-hoon couldn’t tell. There had been many games he had played up until now, but most of them had fantasy backgrounds, and even if they had a modern feel, they weren’t much different from reality.

His mind was too complicated.

There were so many words that it was hard to understand what the men were saying, and it was hard to remember that the streets, with their flashing neon signs and pungent odors, were truly South Korea.

But when I think about the thugs who speak Korean and have common faces that you can see if you walk down the street for 30 minutes, my head is filled with thoughts like, if this isn’t South Korea, then where on earth is this?

‘Ah…fuck, you can just report it to the police…’

As his pounding heart calmed down, blood began to flow to his head. Ji-hoon quickly took out his black smartphone from his sweatpants. He had woken up to find it abandoned in a pile of trash, but the smartphone in his pocket was still intact.

I press the button with my thumb and the power comes on. A familiar screen appears and I calmly dial 112.

“… …”

It doesn’t work. Even if you don’t pay your phone bill, it’s normal for calls to 112 or 119 to be made, but you can’t even hear a ringtone.

[Out of service area or out of coverage]

“Fuck…”

Frustration rises in my throat. I touch and touch the screen where the number 112 appears, but the call doesn’t go through.

“Crazy… This can’t be happening. I can’t die here…”

At the top of the smartphone, you can see that there is no signal from the common WIFI, which is said to be more common than churches in South Korea. Is it just WIFI that is not working? Not even the nostalgic word 3G, let alone LTE, was floating around.

It was a dead end. I tried to access the internet just in case, but I couldn’t even connect, and SNS and messenger apps didn’t even work properly.

“Fuck!”

Ji-hoon bites his lip and moves his thumb sideways. No matter how much he touches the screen of his smartphone, nothing changes.

“You fucking idiots!! Have you looked here?”

“I knew you’d find it!”

“Fuck!”

A “thud!” sound and a small scream were heard. The leader of the gangsters must have kicked the head or feet of his subordinates. They are really violent. The moment Ji-hoon swallowed, the old door to the office began to open.

A squeaking sound is heard nearby. There are quite a few places in the abandoned office where people could hide, so it is unlikely that the boss of the gangsters will come straight to Ji-hoon.

“…”

The problem is that it just takes time. Even if you miraculously defeat one thug in this room, there are guys with guns outside. There’s no way you can do anything with your bare hands.

‘…Fuck’

He grips his smartphone tightly while swearing. He still has 9 months left on his installment, but he has no choice but to hit the other person’s head with it.

It’s expensive, and even famous celebrities appear in advertisements for it, but how many games are installed on this smartphone and how much money was spent on it…

With death right in front of him, Ji-hoon was lost in thought and was scrolling through his smartphone screen with his thumb. Tears welled up in his eyes as he watched the countless apps passing by.

“…Huh?”

Ji-hoon was taken aback by the name of the app that suddenly appeared on his thumb. He was the type of person who would download and enjoy any new game that came out, but at least he knew the names of the games he enjoyed.

[Cyber Hypnosis App]

The name of the guy hanging on his finger is strange. First of all, this doesn’t look like a game name no matter where you look. In the first place, no one is crazy enough to add ‘app’ to the name of a game. Maybe it was when the smartphone era was just beginning.

“… …”

Ji-hoon holds his breath and taps the app.

I don’t know if it was because it was in manner mode that there was no sound, or because it was a scam app with about 10 ads, so there wasn’t even a sound file… The app ran without any sound, and a menu screen with fluorescent colors was displayed at the end of a black screen.

──────

☆ Scan

☆ Select special benefits

☆ End

──────

‘What the fuck is this…’

Is this an app? Ji-hoon felt nauseous for a moment. There were only three buttons. The font was also Gungseo, so it seemed like it had a spell that made people angry.

Ironically, the last app he would run in his life was something like this. Ji-hoon was so upset that he pressed the button that said ‘Scan’. He was so curious about what this great cyber hypnosis app could scan.

[Start Scan]

[Scan completed. The list has been updated. Please select the target to hack.]

‘…what…’

Something, I don’t know what it is, but it really was scanned.

“These kids think they’ll all be ruined if they go back…”

A man’s voice is heard muttering nearby. It is clear what the letters 1M mean. Ji-hoon swallows hard and hides behind the pillar as best he can, pressing the button marked 001 with his finger.

[Attempting to hack…]

[Hacking success. Please select the program to upload]

‘There’s only one choice…’

But it was a familiar word. At least, that was what the punks who had grabbed his shoulder and groped him had been saying. What was an implant? In Ji-hoon’s mind, an implant was something that was put into the teeth.

His finger quickly pressed the control button, and a small icon indicating loading appeared and then disappeared.

“…!”

Ji-hoon was momentarily shocked and held his breath. A rough sketch of a person’s figure from head to toe appeared on the screen. There were blue dots on the arms, legs, head, and eyes.

‘Could it be… that I can hack and control this?’

It was like a dream. But Ji-hoon couldn’t do anything to pin his hopes on something as ridiculous as this.

He quickly presses his eyes.

There were other buttons as well, but considering Ji-Hoon’s experience of playing games in the corner of the room for years, he couldn’t select them. The buttons were grayed out and couldn’t even be touched.

“Ah… What the heck! Some idiot turned off the lights! Hey!! Kim Dal-gu! You idiot! Who told me to turn off the lights!!”

A man appears next to the pillar. A man with a strange name, probably SSIKGU-001, suddenly shouts. He was in a position where he could see Ji-hoon clearly, but he couldn’t see him.

“Tongue, bro! I didn’t put out the fire!”

At that moment, the office door opens and another man comes in. He is holding a gun in his hand, and Ji-hoon quickly turns the screen to the side and touches the name ‘SSiKGU-023’ before blocking the view.

“Uh.. Uh! Tongue, bro! I can’t see it either!”

“This… . What the heck!! You fucking idiot! It’s hacking..! This fucking idiot! I was hacked!”

The two men were swearing and shouting in confusion. Their eyes were glowing red, but they really couldn’t see anything, so it was a lie that they had been ‘hacked’.

‘Okay… then…’

Jihoon clicked on ‘SSiKGU-023’ just like before and touched his arm.

Unfortunately, the plan to kill each other with the guns they were holding seemed impossible to carry out. Still, there were many ways. Ji-hoon swallowed and touched their heads.

“Tongue, Brother! Where are you… Brother!”

“Hey.. Kim Dal-gu..! Why isn’t this kid saying anything! Do you think what I’m saying is shit? This kid…!”

The two men were now neither hearing nor hearing. The next step was simple. Ji-hoon ducked as much as he could and ran toward the door. He picked up a rock that had fallen to the ground and threw it at the head of the man who seemed to be the boss.

“What the…fuck..!”

As expected, he turns around and curses. With a thud, he bumps into the subordinate of a man named ‘Kim Dal-gu’.

“Tongue, are you my brother..!”

“What are you, you punk! Who are you!”

The two people, whose eyes and ears have been hacked and who cannot see, are repeating a conversation that cannot be heard in the air. The boss, who thought Ji-hoon was in this room until a moment ago, naturally raises his gun.

“Don’t you talk, you little shit! You fucking piece of shit! You look like shit to me! You little shit!”

“Yes..Netrunner..! I think I got hit by a Netrunner..!!”

He screams. Kim Dal-gu doesn’t hear him. The boss starts pulling the trigger, and Kim Ji-hoon runs away from the door faster than he does and up the stairs.

They can’t speak to each other properly. There’s no conversation.

-Tadadang! Tadadang!!!!

“AAAHHH!!!!!”

“This fucking shit..!!!!”

Screams and curses are heard. The ear-piercing sound of gunfire fills the old building. There is no need to confirm the sight of two men who have neither eyes nor ears, shooting their guns frantically in all directions.

“Haa… Haa… Alive… Left… ”

Ji-hoon wipes the sweat from his forehead. The loud gunshots have stopped. Relieved that he survived, he fiddles with his smartphone.

[Scanning…]

[New scan target identified]

“Again… what, what the… what the fuck…”

The name ‘Problem Solver’ is unsettling. While thinking that way, Ji-hoon carefully sticks his face out the window to survive and confirms who the ‘Problem Solver’ is.

The troubleshooter was entering the abandoned building where Ji-hoon was hiding. It was a woman. She had beautiful golden hair that reminded her of honey, tied in a ponytail, and she was wearing a black bodysuit that seemed to show off her figure. There was a silver zipper just below her chin, and the zipper extended down to her lower abdomen.

Even at a glance, she was wearing a bodysuit that looked tight, and her breasts were shaking with every step she took. Her pelvis was also spread wide from side to side, and although her buttocks were not visible, it was clear that they were large.

‘… A problem solver? Are you going to solve the problem of needing to ejaculate?’

As if to mock Ji-hoon’s nonsense, the woman had suspicious items hanging from her waist, a large black gun on her back, and a small gun in her hand that didn’t look cute at all.