Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

I and other acceptors received basic training waiting outside for about a dozen days.

Before entering the inner circle, they're investigating us. Origin, background, personality. I had to be sure of my identity before I could enter the source.

I got to know my motivators appropriately. We didn't see each other for long, but we could have had help once.

About a decade later, we finally got into the right angle.

There were several unmanned homes on the outside, but there were also places for each of them to be defined.

Most of the uninhabited people, with the exception of married people, lived in this accommodation.

I've been assigned a room. All I was in the room was a little table where I could drink tea on one bed and a wardrobe where I could put my clothes. Fortunately, there was a window that showed the view of the outside.

I don't know how long we'll be.

“Take good care of her. ”

The next day, I was standing in front of the assigned place.

Operation Ohjo.

A small letter was attached to the door.

The justice angle here was led by each of the soldiers in their own group.

Whom did he come under?

I opened the door with a somewhat nervous mind.

The eyes of the people in the room were on me. I quickly noticed that there were six people in the room. Those who were sitting at a desk with a partition were writing something on a large map against the wall.

And the last one.

Someone was looking at the large window in front of me and turning their back. The moment I saw his back, I smiled at my mouth.

He was a seagull. I made a special impression on the interview.

“Greetings. As of today, we are the newest military wall assigned to Operation Ozo!" ”

The watchers laughed in my loud voice. They were the faces they had when they first came in.

At that time, I turned around and asked.

“What are your dreams ahead? ”

Perhaps you would be surprised to hear that.

It's to wipe out the rabble and the people behind it with you.

But now I don't intend to be a madman in the middle of a conversation from day one.

“Be a good soldier. ”

“What kind of soldier is a good soldier? ”

“An army that manages unmanned personnel on site to minimize damage. ”

“Can you win a battle if you save yourself? ”

“At least I don't want to treat my colleagues as supplies. ”

“Hard to be a good soldier. ”

“I want to be a capable soldier. ”

“Greedy fellow. ”

As I stared out the window for a moment, the seagull turned toward me.

“Good to see you. Good luck. ”

“Yes, please lead them well! ”

I have been assigned as a servant of the gullet. It was a good start.

As I walked in, Operation Ozo was now seven.

I was able to hear about the amount of seaweed from Ozo's classmates while eating. If you gather around five people, there will always be one chatterbox who can't talk unless you tell them.

At first, he began to receive all kinds of courtesy from Samarchan. He was trapped in a cramped room, and now he's leading an operation.

Surprisingly, Operation Ojo's mission was to track down an anonymous compromise.

Oh, my God. The gullet was tracking me.

I thought it was surprising but in some ways natural. In the flow of recent rivers, anonymity has been considered to be the most important point. The task itself means that the amount of seaweed is moving in the right direction.

I also won.

It's been days since I joined Operation Ozo.

I was getting used to it. I worked hard on my work, and interpersonal relationships were doing just fine.

No one wears a garden wrapped in the strength of the tissue.

It also had to do with the nature of the amount of seaweed. I wouldn't if I didn't keep it under at all, but I wasn't the kind of person who would keep a dirty person.

The disappearance of anonymous negotiations is so subtle that nowadays I have mainly other missions.

Investigating the corrupt.

Looking at his recent missions, I was able to guess one thing. Somehow, the amount of seaweed was trying to make its place.

When six days had passed since I came in, the seagull called to me.

“How's it going? Is it worth the work? ”

“Yes, you're all very well adapted. ”

The seagull entrusted me with a job.

“Investigate as soon as possible and bring the report. ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

I could tell. It seemed like an ordinary mission, but he was testing me.

First, you have to show him what you can do.

The task was to find the data and summarize it. The amount of data was not great. Another motivator would have been fed up with this enormous workload.

First, I quickly found the data. The data was scattered in the archives and the archives of the definitions.

Once I had good eyes, I was fast. I quickly searched everywhere for data.

A pile of data was piled on the desk. I started analyzing it quickly.

I was used to reading for the past two months.

The next thing I needed was focus. I did my best to analyze the data.

The next morning, a report appeared on the seagull's desk.

I was surprised by the amount of seagulls I saw in the report. No matter how fast it was, it took three days. But in one day, it was over.

I did not think to check the report. I expected it to be a lot less, but it was surprisingly perfectly organized.

“Wow, that's pretty good. ”

The amount of seaweed flashed. He has strived to make a reliable move within the boundaries of justice. But it wasn't easy.

Operation Ojo's men were all fine, too. But that was it. There was no one to use as your pawn.

To them, he is a lost leader. When I had to leave in some way, I was also the ugly leader who remained without leaving.

Therefore, it was not easy to turn the former henchmen back into their own paws unless they revealed their true purpose.

However, this time, a new recruit was chosen, and a prominent person came in. I gave him a job as a test for his abilities, but he handled it better than I thought.

The amount of seafood directly summoned the wallpaper.

“Did you take care of these yourself? ”

“Yes, it is. ”

“Fantastic.”

“I'm not slow on my hands and feet. ”

“Here, take care of this too. ”

The seagull gave me another job. It was more complicated and difficult than what I had previously entrusted.

“But you don't have the tricks. Don't you know that getting things done this fast will increase your work? ”

Then the panel smiled and said.

“It will increase your military credibility. ”

It was more work than yesterday, but the next morning there was a report again.

Look at this guy. ’

The amount of seafood in the workload was truly admired. He seemed to have worked like this during his heyday. At that time, I pretended to be Chuck.

However, today's report lacked something.

“I think you're wrong about this part. ”

The amount of seaweed spotted the holes in the report.

When I heard it, the panel asked me questions about him. It was not a question, and it was not a question I was asking to make myself look good. It was definitely a questionable question in this situation.

The good thing about the amount of seaweed was that he was listening to himself. Usually when I point out something, the underlings keep their mouths shut. The question he asked was to prove he wasn't wrong.

But the question of the council was different. I was really curious about this and wanted to find out how I could improve it.

‘This guy, it's a thing. ’

* * *

That night, the seaweed bought me a drink.

“I'm sorry I didn't officially throw you a big welcoming party. You know, there's been a lot of stiffness lately with the semi-life of the bridge. ”

“No, thank you very much for welcoming me here. ”

Then I realized that I had not had a lot of seafood and drinks. Of course, I had never been drunk and shared my insides.

He always tried to look straight at me. It was because of his personality that he didn't want to be confused, and the other half because I care about authority.

A few drinks came and went. Unexpectedly, I drank straight away.

“Is the Bridge really resurrected? ”

“Why? Why can't you believe it when you're blinded by it? ”

“I honestly do. I heard that the Old Testament absolutely rooted them out. ”

“Bridgers are like weeds. ”

I wanted to hear his honest feelings about this, but I was no longer the one to tell me what I had just come into.

“With all due respect, can I ask you a question? ”

“Do it.”

“I heard you were in the army during the Conquest of War. ”

“I did.”

“Why didn't you leave the blind? ”

The amount of seaweed looked at me. I got his gaze calmly so this question didn't have any special meaning.

“It's a place I've worked all my life, so I can't leave easily. ”

The amount of seaweed did not tell you how you felt about revenge. When I can hear the story, I will be really close to him.

“Actually, I've been thinking a lot about applying this time. ”

“What concerns? ”

“The rumors about the Celestial Gate are bad. ”

The amount of gall nods. But he also did not reveal his thoughts in relation to him.

I tried to be as calm as possible. When I look at him, I get the urge to tell him everything.

Let's go, masseuse.

But I can't do that. Heaven allowed me to be reborn as a wall panel. It means to live as a Fleet. Otherwise, he would have managed to bring me back to life in a humble manner.

“All we have to do is work hard. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

The drink that started with a light drink continued until quite late.

I drank a lot, but he didn't budge.

“See you tomorrow, then. ”

“Thank you for today. Go in safely.”

His back was unfamiliar, walking alone without an escort.

* * *

A few more days have passed.

I have now fully adapted to a life of definition. I became friends with people and took care of my work without mistake.

I didn't rush.

There are certain things that work well in the world ahead of time. But at least not as human as we are.

The door to the place where I was working opened wide. The protagonist of this disrespectful visit was the General Military Samachun.

The amount of seaweed stood up and greeted him.

“Are you here?”

We all stood up and greeted each other with respect.

He always opens the door like this without a clue. He was trying to prove that he had the gall count and our advantage with this disrespectful act.

He walks in and sits on the gallstone.

At first, the amount of seafood was disgusting and difficult, but now I feel no emotion at all.

This is how I thought of the amount of seafood. Dogs bark, dirt splatter, shit stinks, and Samantha's like that.

“An order came down from above. ”

“What are your orders? ”

“It's about the bridge. ”

When the bridge was mentioned, everyone was surprised, not to mention the amount of ribs.

“What's going on? ”

“It's highly confidential. The Celestial Society will be on the move, and the manuscript must support the mission. ”

“Is this a field support order? ”

“Yes.”

Originally, the angle of definition is where backing is supported. Sometimes, however, if there was a big operation, the military would go out on its own.

“This is an important operation. You go out there yourself. ”

“I understand.”

As Samachun left the room, his gaze became sharper. Highly confidential missions were primarily missions to be made aware of the day of departure or arrival at which the mission would take place. It means the mission is that important.

"But why the Heavenly Tribe? ’

The Trinity was the Light Brigade, the Iron Brigade, and the Celestial Army. Among them, Gwangwol Group, led by Chul-Dragon, established the Horse Embassy as an oath. In the process, the Iron Company followed Chul-ryong.

The only organization that opposed the Horseman as a blind man was the Heavenly Tribe.

You're not, are you? ’

I opened my mouth when I heard all the conversations from one side.

“I want to go with you on this mission. Perhaps my artillery will help keep you safe. ”

As I felt the amount of seafood, I also felt that this mission was not normal. It was a matter of keeping up with the amount of seaweed.

The amount of seaweed staring at me for a moment nodded.

“Prepare yourself.”