History's Strongest Manager

The Genealogy has been released.

132 civilians missing. Extra figuring.

No civilian fatalities identified.

A total of 2954 people arrested for violent and unacceptable events.

Number of Awakenings Sent 7352 people.

308 dead hunters.

23849 subspace incidents in total.

Sub-space defeat failed except strategic abandonment. A total of 0.

There were twice as many subspace occurrences in Crisis, and Seoul was broken in four spheres. However, no civilian casualties were identified except for the disappearance. The world praised the ROK government for its sudden response, and the president spoke of his guilt to the people who had suffered property damage through public discourse.

At the end of that time, he did not hesitate to pay tribute and praise to Jinyuna for saving hundreds of thousands of citizens through a great and beautiful sacrifice.

She single-handedly subjugates the Overrank subspace and then oxidizes vigorously. Such a president's announcement made many people sad and moved. He also expressed his deep appreciation to the alfazod and cloud management industry for their full cooperation in this matter.

Someone cursed at it, but most people felt sad and moved along with Jin Yuna's noble and beautiful 'packaged' sacrifice.

Even during the speech, the President's eyes turned red and his voice split, and those who were touched by the authenticity of the sadness brought tears together. Of course, he had to hold his stomach tightly with his mind, because his insides were fluttering while listening to the speech at the scene.

Most people did not realize that only one great death was actually just a murder committed by the president. Why was there only one Jinyu-na in there? There were those who had doubts, but no big journalist or politician could do anything to put cold water on the atmosphere of this national memorial.

Fragrances for warriors were set up in Gwanghwamun Square, and memorials throughout the country were endless. Among the many photographs was a picture of Jinyuna smiling brightly.

No one dared sneeze before him once. Once they were dead, they became great people because whatever their purpose in participating in the incident was, they died. Hunters who participated in the crisis also contributed to the incense.

The four breaches are crowded with trucks and merchants to demolish the already demolished structures.

After all, it all comes down to money.

Already built buildings are called capitalist ships, but destroyed buildings are called Satanist ships. Destruction brings in the amount of repairs undertaken, and the repairs are paid in taxes. The money will flow into the pockets of the government and the cohesive construction industry.

The ROK government has restrained management from collecting fees for the cube decisions made in the event. The reason for this is because Hunters and the government, not management, worked on a 1: 1 contract. 'I said.

Instead, the Republic of Korea government took two discounts as a commission for building destruction. Volunteer hunters complained greatly, but most people accepted that they had nothing to do with the enormous renovations. The two halves were also not charged to the foreign freelance hunter team, which, of course, was to eliminate the noise. In the end, only local hunters were forced into government custody.

The president was busy, busy, resourceful and resourceful. Most of them were foaming at the mouth with praise for Jinyuna. The reason was because the more I wrapped Jinyuna up as a great and great hero, the more guilt I felt inside I might be overwhelmed by the guilt of killing her myself.

Kang Jun was watching the march of such a state president on TV in a dark room. The rest of the team was resting.

I kept watching President Joo's speech on TV and his red eyes. Kang Jun thought for a long time. After a few hours, after the night and until morning came, Kang Jun was sitting still and thinking. The red-eyed eyes sat still in the same position.

What he was thinking about, Kang Jun didn't open his mouth and didn't move a bit.

When the cold winter sunlight came into the room, Kangjun slowly moved and took out his cell phone.

The recipient was Liam Bradley, head of Union.

[I need a hideout. I need to speak to President Joo Won Moon.]

Kang Jun sent the message, and Liam Bradley soon sent a cloak. It was trust in Gangjun and faith.

However, Kang Jun slowly started taking care of the necessary items while looking at the hidden cabin that was sent to the warehouse.

Gangjun was going to betray his colleague's faith and do something crazy.

Those returned after Chrysanthemum protested against the president in fear of sitting on the streets, leading by the redevelopment parties. But the public opinion of them was very cold.

After all, his house was just a sight across the river of unbroken people, and he only bragged that justice is a reality and that their sacrifices were sad but natural.

There was still a struggle between the Internet communities, despite the drinking.

Three of Gangnam's wealthiest neighbors were furry but unharmed, and the same was true of Seoul's lowest population density. In the end, the government showed only a harsh embarrassment of giving up the poor and those who needed it first.

When the debate started, the end was, "Then live in Gangnam. 'After all, all debate was consuming.

I admired and envied the victory of this great Korean government overseas. But after that, too, people lost their homes, their property, and their lives cried out. The government was preparing compensation for them, and some redevelopers told them once they were entitled to a free allotment, and then had to be beaten and put in the hospital.

There was still a lot of crowds in the incense hall, and I never stopped covering the press to cover the memorials. A man dressed in a black suit carefully placed one of the coins, smoking a fragrance, and turned back while a large number of people were leaving the coins behind.

The public broadcaster glared at him as he was returning. The mask was quite nice and neat. It seemed like it would rot even if it appeared in the news. The reporter quickly approached him, pushing the camera and microphone into the conversation.

“This is reporter XXX from XXX. Are you sure you want to cover this briefly? ”

“Yes? Oh, well... Do it.”

“What's your name? ”

“I'm Kang Jun.”

“Oh, yes. Let me ask you just one question. How does it make you feel to be here? ”

The man smiled and replied with a lonely smile.

“I'm here to remember Jin Yuna. ”

“Can you tell me a little bit about this situation? ”

The journalist asked one more question, as if to be seduced by his sad expression. The man said in a spontaneous tone.

“Even if the flowers are picked, the spring will fall. ”

The man leaves a note and disappears somewhere through the crowd. The journalist seemed eager to convey the deep sadness contained in the man's tone.

And he was headed for the Gyeongbokgung Palace, not towards the subway station.

After finishing the day's schedule, Joo Won-Moon could barely enter the bedroom at night. He doesn't turn off the lights in the room even when he's asleep. As he lay in bed checking the schedule for tomorrow, he suddenly saw the space itself distorted at a table far away.

- Tak.

With a sound, the bedroom lights went out.

“Nu, who are you? ”

“Well, who is it? ”

The man in the black armor looks at the main door, twisting his legs.

He could only freeze when he saw the space around him floating like a wave. The pressure that makes it hard to move a finger or a finger presses him. He repeats throwing a silver sphere up and down in his right hand.

“This is called a dimensional interference space oscillator. ”

There was a strange wave occurring in the sphere, and the main door was watching the whole room flutter like a wave. The main door was able to know without even asking that the visitor in question had no good intentions at all.

“With this device activated, certain areas around you are isolated from reality, and you can add another dimension to reality. It's a very limited range, but you can swallow as many rooms as you want. You want me to make it easier for you? ”

The man slowly gets up and throws the blue sphere into the floor of the room. A silver-white sphere floating through the air was still sprinkling waves that were causing refraction in the space.

“A device that artificially generates subspace. Easy, right?"

“Well, that's... Nonsense.... ”

“So, here, you can't go back to reality until you scream or die or have a seizure or I turn this thing off. ”

The man slowly approached the frozen main door and laughed. He was trapped in this prison in a bird he didn't even know existed. The man approaches slowly, and the main gate retreats slowly, terrified. But even without going far, he was unable to move against the walls of the space.

“We usually consider several things when making this kind of contact. Reasonable or not risky. Possibly unnecessary contact. After reviewing a number of such factors, there is a rational reason to confront them in person, and then contacting them like this. You have to consider a lot of situations just by making contact, and I would rate about fifty items to kill someone, like now. ”

“Are you... a Union? ”

“Once, not now. ”

The man, Choi Jun, stood in front of the main door and stared at him. It was a quiet look with no killing intent, no hostility, no anger.

“So, you don't have to worry about that kind of evaluation anymore. ”

Choi Kang Jun smiled strangely.

“I mean, now the only reason to kill a fucking asshole like you is because he's a fucking asshole." ”

“What, what! Why are you doing this? I did what you told me! I don't know why you're doing this, but if I die, my country will flip! You're making a mistake!”

“No, I don't know about that. ”

Choi Jung was not here at this time under rational judgment. In his left hand is a silver revolver.

“I've been thinking a lot. If the President dies, something huge will happen right away. The country will be in chaos, the political power will be turned upside down, and there will be chaos in this chaotic country again. Yeah, well, of course. But as you have always been, I will not be held responsible for this act, as you are not held responsible for your sins. ”

“Nothing, don't do irresponsible. Calm down, calm down. You must be pretty excited right now.... ”

“I know more about you than you do about the chaos of death. Who cares what the world is like for a dead guy? ”

“Stop, stop, stop! I don't care what happens to the rest of them! If the state is in chaos right now, the forces trying to overthrow it...! ”

“It's always like this. ”

Choi Hyeong-jun made a smile on his face with horrific joy.

The people Kang Jun killed, especially the powerful, always sounded like the main gate even when they were begging for their lives.

- Cheers.

“People like you really believe that when they die, the world falls apart without you. ”

Pulling back, Kang Jun grabs the main door's head, crushes it to the ground, and holds the revolver's gun to his head. The main door felt the cold metal touching the head, but it could not be moved because of the knee of the strongest person pressing against the pollen.

“Oops!”

“But, no, so don't worry. Go to hell. ”

“Oh, no! No, stop it! ”

Kang Jun strongly pressed to prevent Joo Won Moon from taking action, then murmured as if he had been sentenced to death.

“People like you need to know that being a dick sucks. ”

“Oh, no. No, no, no! ”

Silver revolvers spit out flames, and the head of the main door splits open and a bribe pops out. Kang Jun stared at the corpse of the main door, flinching and dropping his limbs.

The incident will now flow in an unstoppable direction. Kang Jun Choi didn't know what chaos would occur. However, Choi Jun came here and only had one judgment of value.

Crazy dogs don't need rationality to bite people.

If you want to bite, just ask. Kang Jun only pledged to become a mad dog for a while.

[We have breaking news that the President has been murdered.]

[Since President Joo Won Moon was found hiding in the Blue House last night....]

[The assassin's location was not recorded on CCTV and any device….]

[Investigation officials have stated that it is likely to be an inside job and that details cannot be published.]

[Currently, Prime Minister Choi left urgently because his health had deteriorated, and it was dominated by the reputation of not wanting to take over the state of emergency....]

[Assassins have a high likelihood of being Dimensional Powers, in which case it is almost impossible to catch the culprit, and the prosecution is investigating a way to summon all the Dimensional Powers Awakeners currently residing in the country.]

All TV reports on the shocking assassination of the president on consecutive days. The H-1 team was also unable to take their eyes off the TV in this absurd situation. In the meantime, Choi Jun was just watching TV together with a natural expression.

They knew that Choi Jun was extraordinary, but they didn't think he was a great person to do such nonsense about killing the President, so they didn't dare. That was another case in which the whole world was paying attention to South Korea.

Choi Jun tried not to move with the H-1 team for a while and did nothing all day. Seoyoung also left them alone without interfering with the meaning of resting.

A week after the presidential assassination, a stranger came to the front of Kang Jun's studio.

The woman who came was a Russian woman with gray hair.

“Kangjun Choi, this is a recall order. ”

Kang Jun was not that surprised because it was what he expected.