Auto Hunting As A Clone

London, UK.

Kuaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A massive explosion has occurred in the middle of the city.

The exterior wall of the building explodes at the same time.

Move! Move!

Agents in battle suits shout, avoiding the rubble of the surrounding buildings.

Agents escaping the building in a daze with him.

And...

Get it!

A clear body rises up from the concrete dust.

Phew!

The body was directly against the back of one of the escaping agents.

“Cough!”

Agent in the wind.

His spine cracked strangely, and he seemed difficult to guarantee his life.

“… Holi shit…. ”

Someone mutters in a trembling voice.

What he was looking at was a woman who shot an agent in the back.

A woman standing up slowly on her knees with her expressionless face.

Her name is Victoria Olson, and she was the CEO of a fashion company that had just been disappointed by everyone.

She's already been injured quite a bit by the agents' attacks, and most of her clothes in a suit skirt have been torn like a rag.

However, the red wounds that appear to be healing rapidly as if time had reversed.

Shhhhhhh

A woman who recovers most of her time.

Seeing that, everyone got fed up.

How am I supposed to catch that thing?

I don't know! Stop them as much as you can!

While the agents were grumbling.

The woman tries to dive back into an agent, making sure she has a target in mind.

Tie him up!

I'll do the binding!

At the end of the sentence, a frighteningly white Mana was created surrounding Victoria.

Weeing

Then he tied her up like a noose.

Not so fast!

The man with the restraining skill shouted.

Victoria's muscles bulge, as he expected, and she breaks the binding.

Here they come again!

Attack!

As the attack is said to be the best, everyone is about to attack in order to stop the woman from running again.

Victoria's body, just about to jump, stops like a lie.

Hmm?

While all the agents attempting to attack felt a strange sensation and stopped.

Her expressionless face puzzles me.

“… What the…. ”

She taps into her condition, and suddenly sees the hunters' gaze around her.

“Gaaaahhhh!”

She screams indistinctly, tied her torn clothing bracelet.

Suddenly, I turned my eyes over and suddenly fell to the ground.

… what is it?

When everyone is confused about the sudden change in circumstances, someone who appears to be the leader of the agents orders.

Now! Brace yourself!

Everyone quickly applied their restraining skills to his words, and as soon as some safety was secured, they approached her and filled her restraints.

Gotcha!

Engage!

Agents who have succeeded in capturing the most ridiculous madmen.

They had no time to rest and had to jump to the other side of the crime scene.

In an urgent situation, the contents of the communications that were being sent out of the blue changed suddenly.

This is Buckingham. Situation terminated. The target suddenly collapsed.

London Station. We're done here.

Etihad Stadium. Situation terminated. But we need manpower!

It was mostly a communication that the terrorist target had been defeated and the situation was over.

What's going on? ’

In everyone's mind, doubts spread.

However, the thinking was short and the action was quick.

Harry, you hand her over to the district as soon as possible, and we go for backup. Let's move out!

They are busy moving.

* * *

Meanwhile, one of the hotels in Japan is spectacular.

The furniture and round tables were pushed to one side and filled with rugged-looking desks and desks in the middle of the hotel room.

On the desk were the newest hologram monitors, full of stock and financial charts.

And a lot of people sitting in front of that monitor.

They looked free, either in suits or in comfortable attire, and everyone's complexion was full of deep tension.

“Monaco has secured $500 million of decentralized funds. ”

“Cayman's secure.

“Panama is being delayed.

“You are ready to trade. ”

Yes, it is.

These were the helical finance teams to secure stocks and bonds according to the Master's orders.

To be precise, it was a financial team run by one of the members.

The reason they were all preparing overnight was to induce a bigger fall in tomorrow's stock and sweep away the stocks.

“The team is ready to take a break. ”

“Yes.”

“I'm going to order room service. ”

And the cold-looking man who appeared to be their leader said, as if they were used to finding their hotel rooms, the horns scattered.

Just work when you're at work, and be sure when you're at rest.

Their work system was clear.

‘You said you must achieve at least a 100% return this time...' Is it possible? ’

He was Davidson, president of Benmanna, an investment firm acquired by Rockefeller.

After founding Benmanas, he rose to the hotness of Wall Street with an outstanding sense of investment, which he caught with a large amount of acquisition from Rockefeller.

After becoming a salarier, Davidson was now satisfied with his life.

The remaining share of Benmana continued to rise, with performance reaching hundreds of millions of dollars, and above all,

I feel like I'm ruling the world. ’

Rockefeller he follows.

These families who accumulated enormous wealth through oil and munitions were truly the elite among the elite.

No matter how much money he made, he felt a wall he couldn't compare to them, and he was secretly tasting something beyond that by entering under Rockefeller's command.

‘Like right now. ’

So now his Benmana investment team is in Japan.

Not even a slight traffic delay occurred due to distance differences in stock trading.

Tomorrow they will target three major Japanese stock exchanges.

Their role there was very important.

Currently, the Japanese market has hit the ground because of the monster wave and has rebounded, becoming increasingly recovering.

In just a few hours, however, the global economy has seen a rapid decline in financial crisis and terrorism.

‘Shaking your stock at this point could easily trigger a Panic Sell (fear that the stock price will continue to fall, making investors sell their stock at a lower price than the actual price). ’

Compared to baseball, Japan was now hit by two consecutive home runs.

And Davidson himself set fire to it, and the spectators who were watching planned to incite Japan to believe that Japan would now be defeated.

Some kind of cheater.

‘I induce fear, and I eat spilled property. And... when the situation is reversed, it happens again. ’

It was too easy.

However, what experts like yourself need to do is because timing is so difficult and cautious.

And Davidson was an expert on this.

‘... If this works out better than anything else... I can go higher.' ’

He recalls the heir of the Rockefeller family he spoke to yesterday for the first time.

The Lord is paying attention. I hope you make it.

The blue-eyed young man's arrogance.

But Davidson doesn't feel that way.

I noticed something else.

‘Rockefeller's housekeeper is paying attention. ’

If this works out, Davidson himself might be able to fly to higher ground.

Maybe he can stand up among those powerful Rockefellers, too.

Maybe that's why.

His usual optimistic personality would have rested comfortably as soon as he was ready, but he didn't now.

He was contemplating tomorrow's strategy by looking at Japanese stock charts and news that have not yet opened his chapter.

And thanks to that, I was able to catch the news sooner than anyone else.

… the global financial data erasure incident, which has now been in effect for approximately 7 hours, has now entered the recovery state. According to the U.S. announcement, recovery is already complete, with a focus on critical facilities, and backup data recovery of all economic and administrative systems will be completed within approximately 6 hours….

The reversal of the economic issue they were looking for would suddenly be resolved.

‘… What is it? No way...'

It was when he was manipulating smart goggles to report specifics.

A message has arrived from Rockefeller.

Have you seen the news?

I saw that the economic paralysis had been resolved.

Yes, circumstances have changed We need to lower the target price for the Panickel Induction operation.

How much?

Let's go as usual. Induce and eat moderately without limit.

He was watching what he saw in Rockefeller.

Davidson frowns.

According to his agreement with Rockefeller, the initial goal was to drive the lower limit at least three times.

In other words, the operation was practically canceled.

All right, I'll keep going.

After replying, he loosens his pulse and buries himself firmly, leaning the chair back.

‘Then I wouldn't even have to come myself. ’

I knocked on Davidson's calculator, and there's only 1% left to eat.

One percent was never small in terms of billions and billions of dollars, but now Rockefeller or himself.

A situation where you could have played only your investment team without having to come in person.

‘Damn…. ’

It was the moment that Rockefeller and his dream, which he shared on his shoulders, disappeared in a moment.

But Davidson's eyes remained unchanged.

‘Well, here's another chance. As long as I'm with them, I'm the true alcoholic of the world. ’

A man who can earn money that others can't earn in just a few clicks.

He was the ruler of this world.

* * *

“Master?”

Oracle, Ashley's impression is more frowned upon.

“Yes. You don't know? ”

“Of course I do. I don't know, the monster. ”

Ashley shudders as if she's getting nauseous.

Then Sang-woo intervened.

“Guys, wait a minute. The Master is the Master of Illuminati? ”

Sang-woo had also heard of an organization called Illuminati.

The top 0.0001% of the minority behind the world.

It was already an Internet rumor that the entire world economy was consumed by them, and that the country was also just their paws.

Sang-woo, who liked conspiracy theories, would have liked it just as much, so it was a very unrealistic story.

But now, this hippie woman nods as if it were true.

“Yes, that's right. But who?"

“Well, you know the Avatar, right? Hot Summit Hunter these days. ”

Lucas introduced Sang-woo.

Ashley nodded with a look that she could tell.

“Somehow. I'm surprised that handsome Asian man is next to Lucas. Hi, I'm Ashley Chris. ”

“Nice to meet you. You're normal." Then why are you suddenly here? Isn't that a fiction organization? ”

“Huh? Puhahahahaha! ”

Ashley grinning at that.

Sang-woo felt embarrassed because he laughed too hard.

“… I guess not. ”

“Hehehehe, of course not! Lucas, you have a really interesting friend with you. ”

Lucas shrugs.

“Fun... I don't know. Sang-woo probably doesn't really know. I never told you. ”

It was Lucas who knew Sang-woo's character too well.

Ashley nodding at that.

“Well... no ordinary person would know. How good they are at hiding themselves. Anyway, Sang-woo, right? Illuminati are real, and their leader is the master. Oh, by the way, you saw it on TV. It was Sang-woo who fought with the master in the Vatican, right? ”

“Yes, that's right. You saw it.”

“That's when the issue grew, and all I had to do was turn on the TV was show the news and the videos. But Sang-woo, isn't it strange? The head of the Vatican Pope has escaped, but there's no voice anywhere that says we have to catch him. as if people had already forgotten the man who killed the Pope. ”

Sang-woo felt strange too.

“That's what I heard. What is that, media control? ”

It was Lucas who got the word.

“Yes. Sang-woo's guess is right. About 200 Illuminati are top tiers in each country. whether it's politics or economics or the media or the military. ”

“… this is crazy. ”

Only 200 members rule the world.

With all the information under control.

Sang-woo thought it was a nonsense story.

But it's already happening in real life.

Unless a group of presidents and a woman named Oracle are secretly filming Sang-woo for her talent.

“Crazy. And Lucas, that guy is crazy. ”

Ashley says she's out of her mind.

But it didn't seem like a joke.

His expressions showed contempt and disdain.

And Lucas didn't react as if that Ashley was okay.

“Anyway, Miss Ashley, I need some information about a man named the Master. Very detailed.”

“Okay, I'll let you know. But don't forget my terms. ”

“Yes, of course I will. ”

“Then keep your promise. Right now.”

“Okay, Sang-woo, just a moment. ”

There was an unknown conversation coming and going about what he was talking about.

Lucas is gone for a moment.

It's been about 20 seconds.

Pot!

Lucas reappears next to Sang-woo.

“I have one delivered to the rendezvous point. Check it out."

Ashley closes her eyes suddenly.

Soon after, she opens her eyes and nods.

“Fine. Then I'll tell you. What should I talk about first...? Name as you already know it. Weight? Or age? You'd be surprised when you get older. ”

meaningful Ashley.

Lucas asked her a question.

“I wonder how old I am. Master, no, Saint Jermain.... How old is he exactly? I think he's over 100 years old. ”

Ashley laughed in relief.

“Only 100 years old? Master... that man is exactly 14,516 years old. ”

Oracle (2) End