episode_0633

Everything that comes from Korean soil belongs to Koreans.

I am not advocating resource nationalism, but how resources are utilized is a national and macro issue that must be looked at.

This is a problem that cannot be judged by one group or individual.

This is especially true if it is a resource that can go up to tens or even billions just by acquiring one.

This is even more so if it is grown not on private land, but on state land, or in a place that is not private land.

“Hey, take a look at this.”

The slope of Hwalbindang stretched its hand downwards, creating magical power.

A rectangular barrel placed inside the cable car floated into the air and landed on the palm of the sun slope.

Inside was a honeycomb with pieces of bark on it, as if it had been obtained from inside a tree.

“Mt. Geumgangsan’s voice! It sounds like a voice that is more than a dozen years old and hard to find south of the 38th parallel.”

[Does a beehive last that long?]

“Tsk tsk. It is the voice of a native bee that receives the spirit and energy of this land and grows in a place untouched by humans. It’s a beehive built over generations!”

Seonbital lightly bounced the container with his hand and smiled proudly.

“If it were the Joseon Dynasty, this would definitely be an item worthy of being presented on the king’s table. This voice alone is worth enough to pay the taxes paid by the town for an entire year!”

I know very well that it is a huge item financially.

I also know that it has value beyond just appearance.

Because that is an item that has significant value in terms of ability.

Just as Managold is created when Hwan’s will is imbued with minerals.

The wild grasses, flowers, and trees that grow on this land are also imbued with Hwan’s will and are filled with mana.

And collecting the essence of the flower and refining it into honey is also an object that contains Hwan’s will.

In other words, it is mana honey.

How pure and noble is “? If you eat this, your magical power will definitely increase, and maybe you will awaken. You may become someone who craves honey every day, but the mana contained within it is pure.”

[I know that it contains mana…]

“Of course. So, aren’t these nosy people collecting whatever they want, putting it on their bodies, and licking it?”

Seonbital growled, pointing at the cable car he was on.

“How dare you exceed native resources? Italians should go over there and eat a pizza made with Gorgonzola and dipped in plenty of European honey. Don’t waste other people’s country’s resources.”

[Regardless of their logic, is it okay to attack them so recklessly?]

“Then? When do you report it to the police and when do you call the association? Two A-level talented people are doing this here. I don’t know why you’re angry in the first place.”

Seonbital shook his head.

“Aren’t you Korean? Is he a foreigner with the appearance of Seonbital? These days, even nose guys are fluent in Korean.”

[I am Korean, but I am also an Earthling.]

“……I don’t like making jokes.”

[Considering that he is a talented person, I don’t like it when men under 25 speak in an old man’s tone.]

“…this bastard.”

The mask is about to come off.

Although the actual mask remains the same, the expression inside the mask must have been distorted.

“What are you doing?”

[It is a scholar passing by.]

“What? Haha, not everyone who uses a scholar’s hat is a scholar. If you are a true scholar, you should beat these nosy local honey thieves together, not defend them.”

[If what you do just because you used Seonbital is ‘fucking scholar’, then I would rather throw away Seonbital.]

“……What?”

There was a crack in the mask.

“You’re calling me a damn scholar?”

[The most troublesome type of people in the world are young oldies. Young people talk about thinking they are more awake than others.]

Buying time.

While mentally scratching the slope of the slope of the sea, I am also buying time until the Italian couple cleans up the honey on their bodies and puts on their clothes.

…There is only one suitable way to wipe off the honey, so it takes quite a while to get dressed.

[If you wanted to be a scholar, the correct answer would not be to point out that you stole honey, but to point out the dangerous act of shaking the cable car.]

If he was truly a scholar, he should have pointed out behavior that causes disorderly conduct in public places.

[It’s not like pointing a camera and leaving evidence photos like that.]

And the reason I appeared in front of him and prepared for battle was because of that camera.

[You may try to use it as evidence of the couple’s theft, but if it remains as digital material, there will eventually be people who misuse it.]

“…….”

[Did you think, ‘That can’t be possible?’ The world is more corrupt than you think. The leeches of the sunshade are also secretly hiding in the corners of the basement rooms, so you don’t really think that the photo will be used for the purpose you think, do you?]

“…….”

The Hwalbinseon slope continues to be silent.

It was obvious that he was glaring at me and trying to probe me.

“What is your purpose?”

[For purpose. At least he’s not a hypocrite like you who tries to hide his true feelings by putting it on with plausible words.]

“…….”

[Didn’t they come to steal your voice? I’m going to bake Gorgonzola pizza at home and eat it with honey on my throat.]

A person with the logic of a living poor party.

A person who is active within the Hwalbindang.

[They say to the outside world that they cannot hand over Korean things to foreigners, but in the end, they do not return the items to their original place and use them all themselves.]

“…….”

[Aren’t you guys always like that? If there are items that cannot be returned to nature, instead of throwing them away, let’s use them for something meaningful.]

A Russian person with intelligence killed the native chickens raised in the village.

Hwalbindang succeeds in subduing the Russian talented person who tried to fry the native chicken, but the native chicken is already dead.

after.

The native chicken was boiled and enjoyed deliciously by Hwalbindang.

I hope that in the future, other native chickens will not be sacrificed by foreigners.

[I took the picture to use it as blackmail material, and if I wasn’t putting pressure on you, you would just take the can and disappear. Was I wrong?]

“…Looking at the Malbonsae, it seems to be ‘real’…”

Hwalbinseonbital put his hand on his mask.

“Don’t you hate the sun’s shade?”

And the man who took off the mask glared at me with a face as sharp and pale as a snake.

“Why are you disturbing me?”

[You are a ‘ghost’.]

“Do you also know that you are a ghost?… Hmm, you are not the type of person who moves as an ‘individual’.”

Hwalbindang. Unit. Cadre. S-class villain. ‘ghost’.

Its power is similar to that of Seonmudang over there, or even higher.

“They are the ones who communicated with the shade of the sun. These are the people who received advertisements from Haegeuneul, received sponsorships, and sucked the honey out of it. After the fall of the sunshade, it seems like they tried to suck honey in a place where the sunshade’s eyes couldn’t reach…”

The ghost lightly tapped the container containing the voice.

“We can’t just let something like this pass to those who did business with Sunshade. Don’t you think so?”

[I told you. That is the typical logic of the Living Poor Party.]

Slowly, the time came.

“Hey, look!!”

A blond Westerner and an Italian couple peeked out of the cable car, fully clothed, and shouted.

“Delete the photo!”

“It’s a voyeur! This is a violation of portrait rights!”

The couple pointed at the ghost’s camera with red faces.

They became so excited that the cable car shook violently.

“…right of image to a thief? That’s nonsense.”

“Not a thief! What kind of thieves are we!”

Although the couple was angry, they took a somewhat low-key stance towards the ghost.

They both felt it intuitively.

The power of that ghost.

As an A-level talent, he is much stronger than the two people competing for Italy.

“We just asked the bees for understanding and received an old house!”

“Like the toad song! We even built them a new house!”

“Typical thief’s logic.”

Repeating my words exactly, the ghost made a sarcastic comment towards the couple.

“If you’re going to steal like that, you should go over there to Japan and steal it. Why are you trying to steal what’s in Mt. Geumgang? On the topic of foreigners.”

“Why shouldn’t foreigners take care of forest resources?”

“We are aiming to ‘win’ the World Cup! With that honey, we too can awaken and become stronger!”

“Ha.”

The ghost laughed and laughed.

“There is a lot of talk about the A-class players who will be polished by Armored Taejo in the preliminaries.”

“!!”

“With only that level of power…”

“Ugh, uh….”

The man of the Italian couple began clenching his fists and shaking.

“People who drink espresso with water…!”

“Hmm?”

“You say you’ll suck some honey to become stronger, but what’s wrong with that? It’s not like it has an owner!”

one thing.

Just because that couple is not ‘good people’.

The Living Bin Party is a problem according to the Living Bin Party’s logic, and that couple who was sucking honey while waving the cable car is also a problem.

There is only one reason why I intervened here.

“Hoo. Are you ignoring the iced Americano now…?”

“Shut up! That’s not even coffee!”

“Really? What should I do with this? I mean, coffee…”

The ghost took out something quite large from its arms.

“I drink liters of coffee.”

A thermos bottle that looks large enough for 1L.

“Ugh, uh….”

“Huh, honey…! Oh, no! Come to your senses…!”

” This is what you say when you arbitrarily stop others from becoming stronger…!”

In the end, it turned out as I expected.

“Honey, give it to meㅡㅡㅡ!!”

The eyes of the A-level Italian talent were stained black as if espresso had been poured straight into them.

[Fighting over the elixir is the same wherever you go.]

Class A devil.

A honey sucker has appeared.