Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

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The day after the silver ad's best follower event was shorted.

A player from the association who heard that Team Leader Hong Gyubin had arrived about 30 minutes earlier than usual felt the backbone was getting cooler.

"Team Leader Hong, why did you come to work at this time again?"

"· · · I was going to do a half-day today, and it looked like it was going to fly."

"Are we done with the followers or the Nabal?"

Self-management and self-development, workmanship, seniority at work, courtesy of supervisors and subordinates.

Hongyubin is considered the most perfect player in the Korean branch of the Player Association.

But he was sitting in a rebellious position, watching him from afar, even if he was a lowlife without you.

"· · · Yes, Team Leader Im. Please, for 24 hours after sundown, I'll send coordinates to the device."

Hearing Hong Gyu Bin's call, he lowered his voice and muttered.

"If you are the leader, aren't you the leader of the satellite management team? I don't work overtime because I'm involved with it."

"I'm screwed."

"I don't know yet. I don't know!"

At the same time, the Association's employees, who were part of the PR team and the Compliance Department, sighed and silenced themselves when they saw the person walking towards Hong Gyu Bin.

Right arm of Hong Kyu-bin, Yoon's surrogate.

Unlike Hong Gyu Bin, who was relatively generous, Yoon's proxy had no compassion for perceptions or delusional work attitudes.

His report began while employees at the ranks under the leadership of Yoon were acting in unison and making paperwork.

"Team Leader."

"Yes, Representative Yoon. Speak up."

He glanced at the hologram that Hong Gyu Bin was reading.

"It is possible that a key member of the Eternal Lake team is involved in the Fantasy Gate."

"Report it in detail."

The eyes of all the players, including Hong Gyu Bin and Yoon Delegate, were on him.

"Fantasy Gate and the most profitable degenerate establishment on both sides. There was a person who had been receiving remittances abroad for over a decade. The remitter is a key member of the Lake of Eternity team."

"Have the remittance sizes been confirmed?"

"There's a slight year-on-year increase, but it's more than three billion every year."

Three billion a year, over a decade.

More than 30 billion have come and gone.

International remittances between players were less regulated and fewer fees than those applied to the general public.

Even so, this was strange.

The scale, the duration.

"Why is this now confirmed?"

"I have a record of over ten interviews with the British branch, but no response has been received. The eternal lake team is a British hero, and the fantasy gate is a Korean problem, so I guess I wanted to pretend I didn't know about it to protect them."

A sigh came out of everywhere.

The association's employees, who had been plagued with measles with fantasy gates, said in a mixed voice.

"Don't you know that associations shouldn't represent the interests of certain countries? That's crazy. I would have made a vow before I entered the association."

"I don't know if I'm a patriot or a fan, but the British branch is going to be a mess again."

"I was so distracted by the faction that I lost my mind."

"They're working overtime now, aren't they? Oh, you won't be able to work overtime if the branches fly."

"Can I fill out the paperwork for the General Headquarters of the Player's Association?"

Teammates who were not motivated until just now started working in anger.

Hong Kyu-bin lowered his voice as he watched the team members who had begun to pretend to know what to do before giving instructions.

"This is the agenda for the enforcement."

"There is also the possibility of a heffing that has nothing to do with the fantasy gate, but things have grown because of the British branch that tried to clumsily conceal it."

At the end of the day, I was figuring out the schedule of the eternal lake.

"I'm going to take you today. Representative Yoon."

"Got it."

"Team Leader!"

One of the temples, who kept his mouth shut, got up and jumped to Hong Gyu Bin and shouted loudly.

"I'll go too! I really want to go!"

A silverware player who couldn't use his clan.

"· · · Yes, Jung Temple is also going."

"Ah! I finally have a chance to see the real work of the author!"

It's not going to be a good thing, but I was so moved by the idea that I could see the author from the silver commercials.

Yoon's surrogate looks at Jung Temple with his face that he wants to strangle her right away.

"Team Leader Hong Gyu Bin."

Hong Kyu-bin said, turning away from Representative Yoon's gaze.

"The temple looks like that, but it has skills. If you're dealing with a majority for a short time, there are no players to follow the Jeong Temple. Let's take the Lake of Eternity as a team in case they resist."

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Dongho of Seokchon Lake.

The streetlights around the lakeshore were illuminating the surrounding area.

Close to the bustle, well maintained around the lake, but no one walked around.

'There are too many people.'

The lights of all attractions on themed park artificial islands operated by Southern Arctic Fish Mountain were also turned off.

I heard that the deficit level is getting worse and I'd rather not operate, but it's really closed.

"I kept the door closed just in case. I don't usually have guests, but it's safe to have no one around, right? You were just a simple disguise."

A 30-year-old version of the Emperor said, looking at the artificial island at the end of my gaze.

I'm dressed in a crow mask and hiding my body.

After changing his appearance as a player's trajectory, the association was noticeable, so he thought it would be better to show the face of the goddess wearing a crow mask in front of the emperor.

'I can't help but ask the association for help this time.'

For the author, I just want you to see me as a first-grader student in silver commercials who works with the freak Ho Clan to play the vigilante.

"That theme park is a southern archipelago. Can you designate a holiday in Yellowknife?"

"Soon it won't be a southern palace. I've been selling doctors since last year. I wanted to look around quietly, so I asked you to close the door one day and he listened to me right away."

"· · · Are you going to live?"

"Good to see you."

The theme park covers about 13 hectares and is about 40,000 sq. ft.

Songpa-gu, that's also a theme park right next to the locker station.

Even though it's falling apart, just thinking about the value of the land, you can't just live by looking at it.

The 30s version of Huangho made a slightly more formal remark to me.

"· · · Reho and Seo Ho and Lee Ho also seem interested in the amusement park. If we buy it, we can get the three of us to play."

What the hell is he saying?

I'm talking about buying a theme park like buying a toy to my nephew.

"I'm still thinking about it."

Are you planning to buy a theme park in the middle of Seoul without worrying?

"This place is too close to the place designated by the clan. It is on hold until safety is assured."

At least it wasn't about money, it was about the safety of the descendants of Eun Ho.

One day, this guy will be the boss of the eighth grade, just like the Mandrel Cheongryong Dragon did to Python Fever.

"Goodbye, righteous."

Concerned about the future of the Ho clan, I heard a voice that I knew when I was submerged.

"Team Leader Hong Gyubin? Why · · · · today."

A red gybin that melts in half the shade.

He was wearing a powerful armor with a hidden effect.

Those armor, black coats and masks, I remember seeing leather gloves.

'These are the items I was wearing in the Central Library basement.'

I've seen Hong Gyu-bin a few times, but I've only worn them once.

It was time to move on as an enforcement agency.

"Sir, didn't you say you sought help from the Player Association? That's why I left it there."

A 30-year-old version of Huangho came out and alternated with Hong Gyu Bin.

Hongyubin bowed his head and said,

"My conscience has taken care of everything I asked the association to do. What we're here for now is something else."

"Without prior notice?"

"Sorry, Emperor. Due to the nature of the work, advance notice was difficult."

Hongyubin and this version of Huangho had a side effect.

When the Emperor has an unpleasant face after listening to Hong Gyu Bin.

"Hello."

A proposition appeared with Jarod Lee and a few of his team members.

At the same time, I felt the tension between Hong Gyu-bin and the men who were standing behind him.

'No way, what the law enforcement has to do with the lake of eternity.'

As soon as he finished greeting, Hong Gyu-bin opened his mouth.

"It came from the Players' Association Compliance Department."

"What's going on with the Association's enforcement department?"

"Team Master of the Eternal Lake Authority. Some of your team members have provided funds to officials of criminal organizations for a long period of time."

In Hong Gyu Bin's words, everyone died.

"We've been remitting more than 30 billion dollars over 10 years to people involved in human trafficking, assault, injury, abduction, incarceration, tax evasion, architectural violations, giant crime gates and fantasy gates who are all convicted."

There must have been an eternal lake in the hallucination gate.

There was no such information in the game.

However, Hong Gyu-bin was not the one to say this to the author without any evidence.

"I've asked the British Association to cooperate more than 10 times, but I've never responded. I don't know if it's the British Society's doctor, or if it's putting pressure on the lake of eternity."

"The lake of eternity has never exerted any pressure on the association."

There was no agitation in the blue eyes of the authoritarian.

I think there's been a mistake.

'The Lake of Eternity is not a team that will put pressure on the association. If there are any irregularities inside, I will personally canvass and report them to the association. I'm sure you know Hong Gyu Frequency. Did you want to see the reaction of the author?'

I didn't see the face of Hong Gyu Bin in the mask.

Hongyubin said in an clerical tone.

"Then, I need you to come to the association and tell me the true nature of your work. If you do not respond now, we will apply for an enforcement warrant through General Headquarters. ― Jarod Lee."

It's not just a team member, it's the name of the eternal lake team sub-master.

The author looks back on Jarod Lee.

The authoritarian voice was trembling.

"· · · Jarod. They're the only people you've ever sent money to Korea. They're, like, tied to a fantasy gate?"

"No way!"

Except for the author, the team members did not seem to understand the situation at all.

I don't think I really knew anything about that reaction.

"I want to hear what happened. I'll go to the association."

"I want to go, too."

"Stay here, Jane. You should see the message of the butterfly you were looking for."

Jarod Lee, who decided to follow the law enforcement.

It seemed that a member with an international attorney's license was accompanied by Jarod Lee.

"More than I've heard in the world. They also have names on their nightmare lists."

The agitation of the author who identified the phantom list with the device was enormous.

Two or three of them left to take care of an unbalanced and stumbling author, and the rest left to respond to the incident.

"Ugh, I wanted to sign, at least shake hands."

"Let's go."

An enforcement figure who was presumed to be a Jeong Temple came out and looked at the author, but was immediately taken to Representative Yoon.

This seems to be the first time that Jung Temple has identified and acted in an atmosphere.

'There is no description of Jarod Lee being involved with the Fantasy Gate party in the game. When this is over, I need to get to know Jarod Lee through Hong Gyu Bin.'

After the disappearance of the Compliance Department.

While not everyone can easily open their mouths, the Emperor of the Thirties opens his mouth.

"Something unexpected happened. But the plan here remains unchanged. As a result, the number of accompaniments of the author has decreased."

"Well, I don't know what's going on, but can't I go home? I don't want to be here anymore because I have an ominous feeling and I have an Emperor!"

A native leader, Octoyeon, who doesn't know the atmosphere has appeared.

A 30-year-old version of Huangho didn't hide his annoyance, he said.

"If you don't like it, get the fuck out. It is also null and void to reduce the duration of the contract by one week."

"Ah! I did! · · · Ugh, I want to meet the descendants of Eun-ho now."

Octoyeon was whining, but he was going to stay anyway.

The Emperor looked back at the author, who confirmed the doctor of Octoyeon.

"· · · I was going to leave it to you, the author. I should do it."

"I'm sorry, I'm not stable right now."

The team member's expectation on his shoulders turned to a parisian face.

I think I'm going to fall here if I do something wrong.

'Is the author related to the person involved in the fantasy gate?'

Paa ―!

Between what I think.

The Emperor's body, which opened its power, was swarming with golden light.

"I will tie you to the point specified by the clan."

The form of the land changed by the hand of the Emperor, and the position of the lake changed.

Kugugu-ku ―

After the shape of the land and lake changed until the coordinates specified by the Butterfly Decree were revealed.

A frightened voice burst out of the mouths of those who were watching the process.

"That's a gap in the world!"

Ends