Seoul Station Druid

Several industry experts were talking to me on the American talk show.

"Let's talk about this today."

Dungeons are money.

Blood stones, which are the core of the dimensional industry, are fundamental, and they can also be used for minerals, plants, various items, and monster byproducts.

If the dungeon was just a disaster to deal with for the safety of the citizens, nothing like private mercenaries would have occurred.

Then only the Awakened Army would have died, but fortunately or unfortunately, the dungeon became money, and many mercenaries volunteered to attack.

"Money. Money in the end."

If everyone had rushed in saying it was money, there wouldn't have been a job of refuge in the world.

Mercenaries are a typical occupation of high risk high return.

"Money is good, of course, but not as valuable as life."

There are several ways to reduce risk.

You can take a lower dungeon than you can, or join forces with several mercenaries.

The share is divided but the risk is lower.

"Just like in any field, there are challengers that are forward-thinking and courageous. and they are market-leading."

Why do people who make more than a certain amount of money continue to be mercenaries?

Why don't they retire and stop the challenge?

It may be a mission, or it may have been addicted to maintaining a social status, becoming more popular, or improving individuals.

For a variety of reasons, they have not stopped challenging, and they are constantly evolving.

"There's always an opportunity after a crisis."

Increased Dungeon Generation has increased mankind's Awakening Power.

There have been dozens of grade-S Awakenings in each country, and already hundreds of them.

"Heroes always appear in times of chaos."

In the meantime, some climbed the SS rank, with an attack force centered around them gradually attacking even the 7-Star Dungeon.

Gradually, the 7-Star Dungeon turned from disaster to obstacle and will soon become a hunting ground.

Cities with increased arousal power have found time to spare.

"Each country has its own heroes, but this person is a little special."

The screen that illuminated the torque show panels exported the uploaded video to the Defence Guild channel a few days ago.

"This hero rides a dragon."

I can see the passengers on a container made of black Battlesuit.

"When everyone is busy guarding their city, the leader of the safest city here has a slightly different gait."

The dragon flew.

Across the sea, arriving on an island.

In a city of death and despair....

"Our city is dangerous, but you can't even look into someone else's city. But."

The screen reflects the happy and sought-after people of Choi Swimmer's party as if they were being edited.

"Surprisingly, there were still people alive in this city of death, and I was desperate for someone's help."

The screen again reflects the vampires being hunted by the beasts over Taipei.

"A champion has invited the Savior to this city that no one cares about. His beasts run wild."

The screen showed the hunting of the beasts for a while and soon switched to a studio with panels.

"It's amazing."

"Yes. Why did he leave?"

"Maybe it's because it's popular."

"Whoa, that's outrageous denigration."

The panel of horses vomited ferociously up to the bloodstream of the neck.

"There was war on Earth, famine, even before the Great Apocalypse."

It always has been.

"When the world was careless, there were aid organizations for the weak, and their noble volunteerism deserved to be respected."

Most of them are indifferent, but there are still those who help.

"Which of these panels cared about the survivors of that hopeless city? Popular? Huh!"

The facilitator did not prevent the panel from being overly excited.

"How about getting a little popular? He's already a hero! It's humanity's hope! When my city burns, and my army falls, I will pray that he will appear instead of God."

Being found in a moment of crisis.

God or….

"Whoa, calm your nerves. Mayor Howard."

L.A. Mayor Howard sits in a chair, smiling as if he had built a bloodbath.

"I still regret it. I should have brought him here before he settled in Korea."

If so, the United States would have already regained its strongest position. like the United States of America, where it used to be a policeman.

"Oh, the moment of the heated debate, breaking news came in."

The facilitator reported news from Korea.

"LA Mayor's hero is headed to the Ninth Planet. What's going on?"

LA Mayor Howard smiles nervously and shows his cell phone.

"If you want to know, you can subscribe to this channel."

The close-up screen was floating on the YouTube channel of the Protection Guild.

"Oh, my God. You're an avid follower of the mayor."

"You mean this? I just want to get him to LA if I can. I can give you anything if he comes."

"Whoa, you mean the mayor's seat?"

"That's what the citizens will vote for. Would you be willing to give it to the citizens if they wanted it?"

After the talk show between the host and the panel, the guards surrounded Mayor Howard leaving the studio.

Lee Sung-woo, who was riding in his car, greeted him.

"Have you been waiting long? Mr. Lee."

"No way. The talk show was impressive."

"Oh, you've seen it."

I thought I was waiting in the car, but it was somewhere in the recording studio.

"But I don't understand. You hate champions, don't you? You're my......"

At that moment, the blade that I did not know when reached Mayor Howard's eye.

"Who am I?"

"Me, Mr. Lee."

"Full name."

"Yi, Yi, Woo Sung."

Then Seong-woo picked up the knife.

"Whoa, I made a mistake. I was wrong."

Howard accepts the insult with his heart swallowed.

‘If you're going to hide your identity, make a name for yourself. ’

Everyone knows, but no one should reveal his identity first.

Lee Yooseong or Lee Sung Woo...

Mamison would rather have been in the castle.

"Does it bother you to let him up?"

Because of Lee Sung-woo's request, Howard took a stand to continue supporting the clapping at the talk show.

"No way. I'm just curious."

I'm just curious because Seong-woo, who looks like he has a grudge, cries out and helps clap.

"I'm just throwing a stone."

I can't throw myself. I'm just using Howard instead.

"Well, what if I become friends with him?"

Not bad for Howard.

At least it's better to applaud the current champion than the unknown Lee Sung-woo. The most powerful force in the world.

‘It's best if you come to real LA. ’

Lee Sung-woo smiled as if he knew what was inside of Howard.

"That's okay too. Keep flirting."

Lee Sung-woo laughed.

For good or bad reasons, he should come to LA.

To deal with the disaster in question.

"What happened to the comeback stone?"

"Hmm. Said there was a problem."

Dr. Richard is the one who created the comeback in the future.

Items that open escape portals in the dungeon that allow you to give up without attacking the dungeon.

The ultimate dungeon attack item that deals considerable risk to the attackers.

However, I created a mobile portal for future development in Lolance Sa.

"This just came in on the hotline before the recording. Roland has developed a device similar to the homing stone you mentioned."

"……."

Lee Sung-woo just looked out of the window with an unexpected expression.

‘That's funny.'

The two scientists who developed the return stones and portals in the future have changed. The future may be of no use now, twisting and twisting.

‘I'll make it right. ’

Reset the world like this.

"See you next time."

Lee Sung-woo got out of the car and Mayor Howard died watching him disappear for a long time.

"Cocky bastard."

Where is the loser who is already down as the champion...?

I only hold hands because it is still of great value.

"I really wish the applause had reached out."

Mayor Howard did not stop his enthusiasm for the Protection Guild today.

You have $50000 sponsored the Protection Channel.

"Let's go."

"Yes, Mr. Mayor."

The car started gently and headed to the market room.

*

Popot!

Crossing the portal, the defenses are ready for a shock just in case, but there's nothing wrong.

"Whew, I guess it's just the first time."

"Maybe it's similar to an imprint."

He was also taken into the hands of Jang Sun-phil, who speaks behind the back of the guard.

There was no other reason for the drunkenness to follow.

To see what happens when an Earthling meets the Nine Planets' hybrid, she stands before the proof of history.

"Slurp, slurp. The smell of home."

When Dangcheol came to the planet of Nine Thousand, where he thought he would never come again, he was moved.

Earth is not a bad place, but where there is no struggle, growth has stopped.

There is only one way to train and train, but Dangcheol, who has already been eaten by the Apostles, has never trained as fast as the Mamon or the Mediterranean.

"I also have a new feeling."

The guard smiles as he looks at his nephew, Bak Gun Woo, who follows him again.

Horses can't stop studying freely, so they follow Master...

"Fuck."

It's a boy who falls in love with his horse like that.

I'm sure it's just a seven-year-old friend's childhood play.

"Hummy, this is no different from Korea."

Lee Sook seemed disappointed in the familiar trees and landscapes.

"Don't be disappointed in me. It's worth a look."

The group makes it through the acid gate.

The gate, which would have been near Bondi's Southern Palace, was destroyed by the Guardians and left in ruins.

Now, a brutal blast is set up not far from the portal.

The guard walks to a two-story building about the size of an occupant.

The squatters who were standing there in a bundle greeted guests from Earth, anxiously.

"Well, welcome."

It's not like it's been a long time since I was scared.

Since the Southern Palace officer who had been destroyed immediately still looks ugly, my wounds have not yet healed.

However, the blind defenders who welcomed the blood horse as an ally were afraid and had to be difficult.

"What's so frozen?"

"No, I'm not."

"Is the oath inside?"

"I'll take you blind."

The guard tilts his head.

"Are you blind? Do I have to go there?"

"Phew."

The unmanned look at each other and sweat.

‘The hematoma was offended. ’

This cruel mado is a man who despises his life more than Paris.

"Now, if you'll just wait inside for a moment, I'll get her right away, no, I'll get her."

"Whatever you want."

The Guardian taps the Blader on the shoulder.

"Hustle!"

The nervous Blader stiffens, and the Guardians enter the Buntan Building.

The Bunta UAVs were concerned about seeing the Blader strapped to his shoulder.

"Are you all right?"

"Well, that's good."

"Whew, I was so nervous when I thought I was pulling your shoulders out."

"This is not the time. Go get the oath."

"I'll go."

The fastest available drone hurriedly left for temporary Muslim blindness to announce the news.