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The intense light quickly fades.

Vision gradually recovers after that.

What I see is ‘me’ confronting a bald Chinese guy.

‘I’ shouted and tried to swing my fist diagonally at the Chinese man.

“You! What did you say when you said you supported the Hong Kong protests!!!”

“Die, you little shit!!!”

But just before the Chinese man’s fist was thrown.

Suddenly, a short blade appeared protruding from the Chinese man’s left foot.

The Chinese man stamps on the instep of my right foot while stabbing it with the blade.

‘This fucking bastard is fighting with his sword in hand-to-hand combat.’

But the scene didn’t end there.

The moment my posture is disturbed by this, the Chinese man extends his right fist.

Just one shot.

All it took was one blow for ‘my’ face to be shattered by a Chinese attack.

I thought as I watched ‘me’ fall to the ground with my face broken.

‘I lost to that fucking dog with no brains or conscience.’

Even leaving that aside, it’s still pretty threatening.

But the current situation is completely incomprehensible.

At that moment, I started hearing voices in my head.

[Euuu…ah…my head hurts…]

‘Are you awake?’

The crazy bitch in my head finally woke up.

But something was different.

[Who are you? Who is your brother? Why am I here?]

‘Wake up quickly. I’m in a hurry right now.’

[Where the hell am I? Who am I?]

A voice that seemed to indicate that the head had been badly damaged, possibly due to some shock.

The damage is serious when a guy who has aged a lot calls you his older brother.

In such cases, repeated shock therapy is effective.

‘If you keep doing that, I’ll show you the article by Han Dae-ri from the Mysterious Art Gallery again?’

[A new… sorcerer? A leader? Huh? Something comes to mind… Eww!!!]

A short scream.

The silence that followed.

After a while, voices began to be heard again.

[I think I had a long nightmare.]

A voice full of fear just by hearing it.

I understand it well.

[I don’t remember anything, but it’s a nightmare that I absolutely must not recall.]

‘That’s not important, right now.’

Of course, I understand, but it’s not urgent right now.

The most urgent task is to know what is happening before my eyes right now.

[Yeah, what happened?]

‘I’m watching my shit in 8K.’

[Oh!]

‘No, don’t be surprised and tell me what it is quickly. It’s urgent.’

I was annoyed by the constant delay.

Just as I was contemplating whether I should show the abyss once more, a voice was heard again.

[This is a possibility, a fragment of a future that someone experienced.]

‘That’s where I got lost?’

A voice humming in agreement as if what I said was correct.

Although I couldn’t see it, it felt like he was nodding.

[Yes, what you see now is the future that bald man is experiencing.]

‘But why am I suddenly seeing this?’

[Perhaps this is the ability you have awakened.]

I finally have the ability to be a main character.

This is my fucking world now.

‘The time of contempt and persecution is over. It’s all behind.’

[However, it seems that this body can only see for a short time.]

A sound that suddenly pours water on my burning desire.

‘You’re hitting on this. But how do you know that?’

[Isn’t the surrounding area flashing red? It probably wasn’t like this from the beginning.]

Certainly, unlike the beginning, the surroundings were now flashing bright red.

Ah, I see.

This is a signal from the party.

‘Stand up, you too!’

[……You’re definitely not in your right mind.]

But, despite saying that I have a time limit, my body is doing fine right now.

A look that is no different from usual.

Then, as if it knew my question, the voice in my head continued speaking.

[Of course, your body is not here, so you won’t be able to feel it.]

‘Oh, so there’s a price to pay if we go back to the original point.’

[That’s right. The longer you stay, the more you’ll have to pay.]

‘Is it something like the Anivia Palace mana consumption?’

[…..Yeah, that fits so intuitively.]

A pitiful voice.

But I guess he wasn’t wrong, and he agreed with what I said until the end.

The problem is.

‘But how do I get back?’

[You just have to go back the way you came.]

The thing is, I don’t know how to go back.

‘Just a weird piece of mirror. I was looking at it because I was curious.’

[Then where is that piece?]

‘I don’t know’

A moment of silence.

After that, a slightly fierce voice was heard.

[This is not the time to joke around.]

‘No, fuck. What do I do with something that’s really gone?’

[Are you really unintelligent? Think about it a little!]

It left a small wound on my heart.

I can’t stand this.

‘If you keep saying hurtful things, I’ll hurt you again.’

[I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry]

A voice in my head that suddenly and cowardly asks for forgiveness.

But in the end, nothing was resolved.

‘No, what should I look at? Should I think about going back?’

As soon as I finish my thoughts, the surroundings suddenly start to slowly crumble.

At the same time, my consciousness also began to flicker.

***

The present where consciousness fades and I regain consciousness.

The world had still stopped.

A Chinese man appears to be about to throw his fist in front of you.

At the same time, I began to feel my clenched left fist.

A fairly generous ability for a PAUSE.

It wasn’t bad.

‘Let’s go to the revem.’

But the problem was from now on.

The moment the world starts to flow at its normal speed, a sudden, intense feeling of exhaustion spreads throughout the body.

My arms and legs feel weak and I start to tremble like an aspen tree.

It’s probably the price I mentioned earlier.

If it was just slowly draining my stamina, I would have thought so.

But the fucking problem was the lump sum.

The discrepancy between a healthy mind and a tired body.

It was the type of thing that was difficult to adapt to even if I tried to adapt.

If you have a conscience, you will be in installment.

Interest rates keep rising, so it’s tough.

But the fight isn’t over yet.

If things continue like this, it’s inevitable that my head will burst like a watermelon.

So change the future.

I forcefully lift my trembling right foot and quickly bring it down for half a beat.

The target is the Chinese person’s left instep.

Just that action alone raises the red number above the Chinese person’s head.

Only then did the Chinese begin to feel astonished that something was going wrong.

It was so shocking that even his right fist, which had been prepared for the purpose of deception, seemed to lose its strength.

He asks me questions, forgetting that we’re in a fight.

“Oh, how did this happen!”

“I saw the future when I supported the independence of the Uyghurs!!!”

“What, what are you talking about!! Is that true!!!”

He thrusts his left fist and stabs the Chinese man deeply in the abdomen.

The Chinese people started to get pushed back a step.

This time, step on the left foot and use it as an axis to rotate your body from the outside to the inside.

At the same time, stretch your right foot towards the Chinese person.

A right foot back kick used in Taekwondo.

“You fucking bitch, did you believe that? Kick!”

“Oh my! My gosh!”

A deep kick goes into the defenseless Chinese man’s stomach.

It looks like the epitome of a clean kick.

The Chinese man, who flew quickly in that state, finally lost his momentum after breaking three or four desks.

A Chinese person who is specialized in strengthening the body, but not the head, so he faints easily.

Of course, it was difficult to say that my condition was good.

He was sitting there, catching his breath, exhausted from the aftereffects of using his powers.

‘It would be better than this if only the old man hadn’t broken the screw.’

Still, to this extent, everything is pretty much sorted out.

Just then, the door to the archives building opens with a loud bang.

The main character is none other than Hyeji.

“I, descend.”

“Hyeji, how many people have you killed outside?”

I ask jokingly, laughing heartily.

“Only enemy forces? Or even civilians?”

“…Civilian?”

But it didn’t seem like a joke to Hyeji.

When I answered with a question, Hyeji smiled and waved her hand as she continued speaking.

“You’re kidding. I haven’t killed anyone yet.”

“…….Not yet?”

“……. As long as you can breathe, there’s no problem, right?”

Suddenly, Hyeji avoids eye contact.

Still, I thought there would be no problem since I had subdued them, so I asked how many people there were.

“All 3 people. I burned one so they just GGed it.”

“Typical strong-weak-weak-strong.”

At that moment, Jeong A-yeon turns her head towards us while still holding onto the ground.

My eyes were still closed because I was using my powers.

“Shinwoo Gongja, are you okay? The last one was really dangerous.”

“Huh? Shinwoo, you almost died?”

Hyeji looks at him with a surprised look.

But it’s already in the past, so let’s just move on.

“It was Yukgaejang. Why? Add boiled pork too?”

“Refillable?”

“…The woman begins to doubt her ears and wonder if this is a normal conversation.”

Anyway, we arrested a total of 9 people.

It was one more than the number I had initially heard.

I contacted the immigration department and asked them to come to us.

At the same time, he said that if you see someone having a seizure while watching the CCTV, you should just beat them and drag them away without asking any questions.

Because the broadcast isn’t over yet.

Not long after, the immigration department personnel arrived.

As soon as they saw us, they kept thanking us and started arresting all the Chinese people.

Hyeji felt sorry for him as she looked at him.

“But, Shinwoo, if the police take this away anyway, it’s all in vain, right?”

“I also think that fighting the police is dangerous.”

“This time, I agree. Shinwoo, stop doing dangerous things.”

Before I knew it, the flow of the story naturally shifted to me fighting the police.

I was so annoyed that I tried to protest.

“No, I’m not a mad dog, so I’m going to fight the police?”

“Shinwoo, have you been in your right mind until now?”

“I can’t believe it.”

“You fucking bitches.”

Suddenly a blow came from the other side.

Anyway, we followed the immigration department personnel.

They forced the Chinese into a seemingly unused room in the department building.

I spoke to one of the department staff.

“If the police take him away anyway, they won’t be able to punish him, right?”

“Well…that’s what it’ll be like.”

He answers us with a sigh.

But I had no intention of letting them go easily.

They are bad Chinese.

At least we have to make them good Chinese people.

“Then, is it okay if we do something here for a bit?”

“Don’t kill me.”

“It’s a hassle to kill them,” the immigration officer muttered as he left.

Anyway, there was no problem as long as they didn’t kill ‘here’.

We went into the room and checked the number of Chinese people.

The number of people confirmed through CCTV alone is 8. However, what I see right now is 15 people.

They implemented traditional verification methods in case an innocent person was caught.

“Anyone here who supports Tibet, Hong Kong, and Uyghur independence, raise your hand.”

Most Chinese people grind their teeth and swear in Chinese.

At that moment, one person is seen trying to raise his hand.

“Shinwoo, is he trying to raise his hand?”

“He was trained to raise his hand at times like this. Don’t be fooled.”

“They’re some tough kids.”

“……I can see a real poison in front of my eyes.”

I see that everyone here is Chinese.

So, there is no need to feel guilty.

Guilt is something that people feel.

There is no need to feel bad for those bad Chinese people.

I spoke in a small voice so only we could hear.

“Jeong Ah-yeon. Just make a small summoner and check if the police arrive.”

“I only use my magic to determine the location of my opponent. I don’t know who they are.”

“It’s okay, if it’s the police, I’ll walk confidently, so if you feel something approaching quickly, tell me.”

“Okay.”

Jeong Ah-yeon nodded and immediately created a summon.

Now it’s Hyeji’s turn to ask.

“Shinwoo, what should I do?”

“Hyeji, pull out the safety pin and put one in each of those bastards’ mouths. And lock the door.”

“Isn’t that a model grenade? The color is just the same as the real thing, right?”

Hyeji hesitates.

He whispers quietly to give her back a little push.

“Are you scared?”

“I’m happy..!! Just give me the order, Commander. Right now!!”

“…I didn’t hear anything.”

Jeong Ah-yeon is frowning with her eyes closed.

Leaving Jeong Ah-yeon behind, Hye-ji and I moved in unison.

While Hyeji put the grenade in her mouth, I started collecting the Chinese man’s cell phone.

Even though the lock screen was on.

There weren’t many problems.

It was the Chinese who cooperated diligently to open the lock screen at the point where the grenade was in their mouth.

Finally, Hyeji came towards me with the grenade in her mouth.

“Shinwoo, why the cell phone?”

“I want to give you a gift.”

“But you said they were dispatched from China? Didn’t they also receive cell phones?”

“No, this is their personal phone.”

“Why?”

Hyeji tilts her head and expresses her doubts.

But this is definitely a personal phone.

I could guarantee it.

“They’re all iPhones.”

“Ah, US. Huawei isn’t there.”

“Confucius, someone approached me!”

At that moment, the door slammed loudly.

A Chinese sound that sounds like a continuous complaint.

It was obvious at first glance that it was a public security agency.

The police officers are shouting something roughly as the door is locked.

And there are Chinese people shaking in front of me with grenades in their mouths.

The preparations are complete.

I turned on the translation app I had prepared in advance and started speaking to the Chinese people.

A sound that can be heard clearly even outside if you concentrate.

Surely they were listening from outside, because I couldn’t even hear the police officers complaining in Chinese.

Perhaps he was concentrating on his speech right now.

Meanwhile, the Chinese people looked very passionate.

Everyone was so moved that they couldn’t even say anything, their throats choked up and they just shed tears.

Those tears must have been tears of emotion.

Also, how great was the joy of the freedom that was to come, he expressed his joy to the fullest by twisting his body even in the absence of freedom.

It was so touching.

“Oh my, everyone missed their freedom so much.”

“Shinwoo, that was a really beautiful speech. I’m almost crying too.”

” … Confucius and Sozer are just dogs.

I wiped away the tears that were welling up with my hands.

But the feeling of joy cannot last forever.

As the Chinese calmed down, he returned the cell phone and began taking the grenade out of the man’s mouth.

But perhaps I could express my joy in words.

It was dangerous to express joy while the police were listening outside, so I spoke in front of the Chinese people who were heartbroken but trembling.

– Woofwoofwoofwoof!!!!!

With a chainsaw, that is.

Only then did no one flinch.

That was fortunate.

At that moment, two police officers dressed in sharp attire roughly open the door and come in.

Chinese that shoots out something as soon as you enter.

At the same time, he looked around at the Chinese people in the room and showed strong suspicion.

After a while, the police started dragging all the Chinese people out.

It’s almost time.

When I got my phone back earlier, I had added Chinese people’s WeChat friends to my list.

As the Chinese group all left, they sent each other heartfelt messages of emotion.

“Shinwoo, what did you send?”

“It’s nothing. I wrote that you should have a safe trip.”

“…Confucius is crazy.”

Jeong A-yeon glared at me fiercely.

It looks like he already knows what the content is.

But it didn’t really matter.

The message has already been sent one way.

“Go to your coworker and ask him to buy you some food. I’m hungry after working.”

“Shinwoo, today, the US won against China, so let’s buy some food.”

“Somen and dumplings at a Korean restaurant. How about some bamboo leaf tea with it?”

“…Just do whatever you want. I’ve given up on her.”

Jeong A-yeon answers with a gloomy expression.

But even in the midst of all that, he stubbornly followed us, as if he was determined to get something out of it.

Then I remembered that I hadn’t sent it to the last person, so I quickly sent a message.

– We are the last Falun Gong practitioners.

– Be careful not to get caught by the authorities.

– Once this is over, I’ll destroy the cell phone.

A magic spell that makes Chinese people good.