Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

There are many ways to insult the pride of a group.

The means that have often been used since the example is to desecrate the land, the symbols of that group.

A typical example would be to tear down a flag, overthrow a seedling, and build a hate facility on it.

Eun Gwang-gu, Seoul, is a new member of the Ho clan.

Silver ads are also at the heart of the new station in Eungwang-gu.

The Ung people, who hated God, the Gods, and the Ho clans, came up with the same idea and sought to insult the new minister, Silver Advertisement and Silver Cantonese.

"Did your student know? That we were doing such filthy things right in front of our Ho clan, silver commercials."

The information-gathering expert, Red Flag, would have figured it all out if he was targeting the best.

A small red spark digs around the hostile that doesn't suppress emotions.

"That's what the writer, the teacher of silver commercials, did!"

Choi Hyuk had set up and operated several decommissioning establishments in front of Silver Advertising Nose in secret.

He was a teacher of silver commercials and had a lot of connections, making it easy to fool the eyes of Eun Guang-gu and Seoul Special Education Agency.

"There was no confirmation."

The protagonist group succeeds in purifying Eun Gwang-gu around next year.

From a gamer's point of view, I could tell for sure that it was the perpetrator, but the protagonist loses all the evidence and the blackout.

So I had to be more discreet.

"My best interests are likely to go hand in hand with other factions besides the Ung clan."

Quarr ―!

I saw a red lightning strike over the balcony window.

I heard screams all over the dorm like last time.

"If Jin Woong-palsun gathers strength, he can break the silver ad shield, make one teacher a dead man in a short time, and then infiltrate Enemies. But the only thing Jin Ung-palsun has to do with is the disappearance of Moonlight."

And now, two of the Jingwung lines that failed to extinguish God and the Prophet are sincere, and three are in deep sleep.

I can't afford to attack the silver ad shield.

The same is true of the disappearance of Moonlight.

With the exception of the woman of criticism who made a silent vow of pure silver coin and sold it to the fantasy auction side, the maximum power of the Ung clan and the Jing clan are virtually irrelevant.

"One of the factions in the 12th Alliance must have betrayed the Ho clan."

The 12th Alliance.

Around 100 years ago, the first dichotomy occurred on this peninsula.

As the factions became more present in the world and there was greater room for intervention, the factions, each incarnated from the Korean peninsula to the 12th, held their place on the Korean peninsula and made an indisputable treaty.

The 12th Alliance empowers the creation of a defensive shield to protect the home of your faction.

The 12th Alliance's joint defense shield of this Silver Cantonese, the new station of the Ho clan, was brought down by God.

In other words, the silver ad entrance exam was the result of someone from the 12th century alliance betraying the Ho clan and holding hands with the Ung clan.

"Do you even know the 12th Street Alliance?"

The enemy closed his eyes for a while, and he fell into thought.

Somehow, the thought of drowning reminded me for a moment of the woman of grief.

It's true when I think of two couples who were extremely short time apart.

The enemy replied.

"Aye, sir. Let's go together."

The title was changed from "Cho Cho Cho Cho" to "Cho Cho Cho Cho Cho".

The enemy has decided how to treat me.

The enemy will treat me as a player who will solve this case together in the future.

I gladly smiled and replied.

"Please do me a favor. Red flag."

* * *

Law on the Protection of the Educational Environment, abbreviated as the Education Environment Act.

The Enforcement Decree of the Act provides for 'Education Environmental Protection Zone' and 'School Purification Zone'.

The absolute reserve is 50 meters straight from the school entrance, and the relative reserve is 200 meters straight from the school boundary, excluding the absolute reserve.

In other words, 200 meters around the silver advertisement on the 500,000 pyeong school site corresponds to the educational environmental protection area.

Some facilities and businesses are prohibited from entering this area to protect the student's health, hygiene, safety, learning and educational environment.

on the land corresponding to that educational environmental reserve.

Mansion across any ordinary building without signs.

And the enemy stood on the roof.

I double-checked the map embedded in the wearable device and found the building in the education environment reserve.

'It's closer to school than I expected.'

School Nose, Educational Environmental Reserve.

It hurts to think that there was a degenerate school set up by the teacher.

'It's illegal, even if it's not an educational environment reserve. Big liver, too.'

I couldn't get a big liver, so I just looked crazy and jumped.

The Ungs are watching over you. What are you doing in the new station where the Han mythical Ho people live?

When Su-hyuk, who was a sophomore in the game, broke in to take out the blinding money, he was just close to the silver ad, so he didn't know it was this close.

"God willing. What are you going to do?"

"Of course we have to go inside."

"Are you going to go in with a stick?"

The hostiles have protected me to this point.

'Thanks to you, it didn't even splash a drop of rain in the storm.'

I will not be able to see myself if I infiltrate with the enemy like this.

But for my 'Dum', I had to show myself.

"Yes, until we get inside. After that, I'll fool my eyes with my fanaticism. So let me write that down a little bit."

For the first time, it would be like using the wilderness in front of someone else, but I could trust the enemy.

I wore a pre-prepared mask and a tone shifter that changed the tone of the voice.

The characters I used today were celebrities, so I needed to hide my face and voice.

A character card flows out of my fingertips and turns into light and wraps around me.

I covered my face with a mask, but the hostile opened my eyes a little louder when I realized that my body size and overall stat level had changed.

"Let's go."

Me and the hostiles surrounded each other, completely erasing their appearance and appearance and easily entering the building.

The power of the faction.

It is a pity that the enemy is not a playable character.

Infiltration and information-gathering will be eaten on a daily basis if the enemy can be used as a player's trajectory.

The exterior of this one-of-a-kind building was the exterior.

Camouflage office up to the fourth floor.

Starting on the fifth floor, it was only necessary to enter the password for the elevator with special manoeuvring.

It operates as a full membership.

Fifth floor is a gambling parlour.

The sixth floor is a Yoon Lak business.

Seventh floor is the Fight Club.

8th floor is VIP Room.

On that roof.

The whole building is its own.

It was an opening plate that literally subtracted the word "wind speed" and "steel" from it, meaning that it was in a state of chaos.

I trembled with tobacco sticks everywhere, filled with drug-ridden liquor and champagne, and filled with corruption and amusement.

'If you do this in front of Korea's best prestige, you will have a sense of superiority and virtue.'

Most of the members here are players.

However, only those who were weaker than the first grade of Silver Advertising students.

Fifteen percent of all citizens are players, so there are only 500 players in silver ads every year.

In other words, this building is the result of a distorted desire and inferiority.

I saw the hand of the enemy fluttering, adjusting it to be visible only to my eyes.

A spark immediately stretched out from the fingertips of the enemy who saw two people committing lewdness in front of his eyes.

"Enough."

He grabbed the tip of the enemy's hand and set it up and whispered a small gesture.

The body of the person I've transformed now is similar to the enemy's, so it can be easily stopped.

"If you run away from here, you'll miss out on the Ung and the guests."

The enemy glances down at me with bloody eyes.

Huhu, the enemy who breathes deeply.

He replied after blinking very slowly.

"· · · Sorry."

"It's okay. Let's hurry."

It may seem a little unnatural, but I pushed the enemy's back in an invisible state and went up one level and one level.

Fortunately, the enemy took good control of his heart and just kept the sight in his eyes.

Seventh floor, we're at the Fight Club.

In the middle of the floor there were large rings and holographic windows.

The clock in the hologram was counting the time remaining until midnight today.

'I think I'll start the game at midnight for my best birthday.'

I decided to disperse once I consulted the enemy in advance.

When I send my gaze to the enemy, the enemy also nods lightly, responding and hiding.

'The enemy seems to be a real enemy, so I will do well.'

I started moving for the 'dumb' I'm looking for.

Wandering the 7th floor of the Fight Club.

I saw my unfamiliar look in the window.

Front sunted glass pane so that the interior is not visible from the outside.

There, I borrowed the image of an adult and was blurred in a crow mask.

It looked very suspicious, but the majority of people in this degraded building were wearing masks and were not noticeable.

'Headache · · ·.'

I could see all kinds of ugly things, but I had to find him before 12 o'clock.

I wandered around on the maze floor for a few minutes because of the partitions.

Then the most corner of the floor.

I found the person I was looking for in the open door.

'Found it!'

When I was 17, I was a tall little boy.

'I think I'm taller than I am. I think my muscles will give me more weight.'

The boy is mechanically taping on his fist, staring out of a rainy window.

I had a dark face, but I could recognize it right away with those bitter eyes.

'Obviously, it's blind money.'

Blind money.

A boy who alone bears all the debt his father made of liquor, gambling, and women.

Blind money enslaved in the back alley with the best plan as a teacher.

'Most convenient bastard · · ·.'

Fight clubs are slave players.

Or Enemies and players.

Saving my life was where the barefoot hobby show took place.

You let me fight in uniform! '

And it's the uniform that's wearing the blinding money that became a slave to the fight.

He was wearing a silver ad uniform with a black shirt and a tan jacket.

And there was even an acrylic plaque with the names of the three of them.

To sell a silver advertising brand here.

He was fighting lonely in uniform to pay off his father's entertainment debt, even at the entrance ceremony and never in class.

"What the hell."

I went into the waiting room and closed the door as long as there was nothing to complain about.

And when I felt my guilt, I looked back and said a word.

"Crazy, look at me with those eyes. Do you want to die? If you want sympathy, give it to me for money."

The boy's mouth was a little rough.

For the greedy boy's most ferocious money, I decided to be a mischievous man.

"Why are you fighting in this place?"

"Get the hell out of here."

"If you don't want debt, you won't inherit it. You know you don't have to pay back your parents' debts."

"What are you talking about, you crooked bastard!"

Blind money has risen in my place.

It was time to run to me right away.

"Do you really think it's Hyo-do that you're doing right now? Why don't you pay your father to buy you a drink, gamble you, buy you some fun?"

"Before you kill him, wrap him up and get the hell out of here!"

The money was fierce and hesitant.

You must have felt a lot of money fighting in this hellhole.

My father only sees himself in the line of money.

That you don't love yourself as a child.

"Why are you still here?"

One of the biggest reasons the blind money didn't get out of this hellhole.

Because I don't think anyone will help me or save me.

A 17-year-old boy who grew up with no fighting genius, no parental love at all, no adjustment to school, and no fighting ground.

I was holding on to one father and pouring out money to soothe his loneliness.

"Why don't you look elsewhere?"

The school uniform was clean and stiff and well chopped.

He would have been tainted and torn during the fight, but there were still traces of stitching and twitching laundry.

You don't value silver advertising uniforms to be good for the crowd in this filthy fight.

"Don't you want to go to school?"

In my words, the blind man twisted his face and bowed his head without an answer.

The roaring money takes a deep breath and raises its head and shouts.

"Who are you, you bastard!"

Here it was necessary to gain trust in the blind money.

If a suspicious person who doesn't know his face or name helps, it's not enough to say it's hot.

'You have to answer honestly who I am.'

You will be at risk of revealing yourself.

But I believed in blind money.

It is a blasphemous amount of loyalty to Joo Soo-hyuk, a friend who saved himself until the moment he died in the game.

"Silver Advertising Grade 0 and a half, your Deputy Commander."

I showed you a silver commercial e-student card.

Underneath the student card, it says "First Grade 0th Deputy Commander."