The World of Masks

As soon as the signal was clear, a group of researchers rushed back into their huts. Shortly after, you start rushing towards the corpse of the monster with various crates and research equipment. After that, the cameramen followed. The army was not stopped. No matter how powerful a monster may be, he cannot attack people with his dying breath unless he is undead.

You look at the researchers' work 'surrounding the monster corpse and turn around. Sunchick superpowers were still looking at the battle point. My eyes open as if my soul had escaped. Some were holding back their mouths to see if they were hurt.

It seemed quite shocked.

As part of the training, the superpowers were trained to kill. The degree to which killing animals such as chickens, cows, pigs, etc. is not meant to catch and kill passing humans for training purposes. At first, of course, there was someone who made me feel terrible, but somehow I got used to it. There were some superpowers who were transformed into vegetarians because of the shock they suffered.

However, after such training, the death of the monster was horrifying. I saw all sorts of firearms being hit and dying desperately. I felt disgusted.

I knew what they were feeling. But he didn't say anything else. They had to get used to it.

'But let's see if we can find a psychiatrist.'

That was all I could think of.

"Now, I don't know if hunting monsters is as different as you might imagine, but we're going to have to do that tomorrow."

The faces of the superpowers were either blurred or blurred at the same time. It was a little fun to see the pink skin dripping into each one.

"You don't look so good, but there's no one around here for a child madness. Once you're back in your own hut, clear your mind and get ready."

Superpowers are scattered by the order of Jinsuk. It looked like a ghost or a psychopath walking. All the psychic sunchicks disappeared into the hut. All that was left was Jinsuk, Charles, and the interpreter.

"So let's do our job."

Jin walks to the rear of the battlefield with Charles and his interpreter.

"What do you think?"

Colonel Schneider opens his mouth, noticing Jinsuk approaching. He had deep pride on his face. It's like, "Even without you, we can do this much. I felt like saying. '

It was awkward to say. I wondered if he could make that face with the lightning of Charles' overwhelming energy. I thought it would be fun to rub some anger and shame on that cheeky face. But I quit. I agreed with Colonel Schneider instead.

"The Swiss soldiers, they are indeed soldiers. It was wonderful."

Colonel Schneider's chest opened up even more. The movement of the soldiers who were stealing and listening to the story next to them also caused theft. A compliment is a way to make a whale dance. However, I wondered if I would be able to say that again after seeing the superpower to deal with monsters the next day.

After making the army feel better, Jin told me his business. You point your finger at the people working beside the monster's corpse.

"Can I be introduced to them? I think they should stay with us for a while."

"It shouldn't be difficult."

Colonel Schneider steps forward. The other three followed behind him.

I spoke to Colonel Schneider as if I suddenly remembered the Jinsuk I was following.

"I brought supplies for the military, by the way. I brought some liquor, so we can have a small party today."

"That's good news."

Colonel Schneider's back. Everything here was lacking except the snow and wind. There couldn't have been enough supplies in the wasteland that people couldn't reach. All I see is snow, sky, and mountains. Mechanically hunt monsters and sleep alone. Of course I was sick of it. All the soldiers, including Colonel Schneider, wanted to get out of this shithole as soon as possible.

In such a boring daily life, drinking and tasty food was a blessing that could not be changed. Colonel Schneider recalls the supplies that were packed by superpowers earlier. At first, I frowned. However, when I realized that some of them were supplies for them, I suddenly became fond of them. Even though the military's relationship with AMSS was subtle, I had no choice but to unwind from this gift.

That doesn't exactly make Colonel Schneider very friendly to his group. But it was clear that his actions had become a little more favorable.

* * *

The audience and the rest of the group meet roughly with the original researcher, broadcasting officials. The other sunchicks came out of the barracks, wondering if they didn't want to be stuck inside the hut with nothing to do. If I stayed still in the hut, I remembered the monsters' monsters and their struggles, so I was more stressed.

Of course, people's attention was drawn to them. Broadcasting officials, of course, expressed their interest and so did researchers.

Broadcasters said they were documentaries of the existences of these worlds. Of course, we welcomed the psychic sunchicks who had come to practice. More variation on the video. In some ways, it may have been the group that benefited the most from the emergence of these psychic sunchicks. I tried to build up friendship somehow and capture the superpowers in the video.

Particularly, the interest in the contagion of God was different. Moreover, as his Awakening situation and his courage rode on the masscom, he was on the Star Dumb. People around the world did not hesitate to call it a hero. Of course, the heat of the coverage had to be hot.

Researchers were slightly less interested than the broadcasters were. But there was only a difference. The field is completely different from the monsters they study, but where would the researcher's unique curiosity go?

Of course, the ones they were most curious about were Jin and Charles. Even if he founded the current AMSS on his own, he was not exaggerating, but the first and most powerful superpower, Charles, who was extremely curious, whether it was broadcasters or researchers. However, I was a little reluctant to interrupt the two moving around in preparation for the future. Even so, when I had the chance, I did not change my mind about approaching them.

Compared to them, soldiers face-to-face with superpowers. Because they had their own mission, they could not reach out to superpowers in a panic like broadcasters and researchers, but there was a reason they were jealous. Some spend days hunting monsters in these cold snowfields, and all the attention and popularity of others is taken by superpowers. It seemed to render their hardships useless. Simply put, it's relative deprivation. And this phenomenon was large-scale and small-scale for current soldiers, but almost all of them. However, their emotions were quite dull thanks to the supplies brought by superpowers.

At night there was a small party. It's been a long time since I've had meat and liquor, not bad combat food. The people who had suffered in the country were happy to hold up their doubles. We shouldered each other and sang aloud. Both liquor and meat were just enough to make people eat again and drink their throats, but that made them happy. I activated the suppressor to stop the monsters from coming in and out, so I didn't have to worry about them coming in. Just in case, Jinjin and Charles stand guard without drinking. The soldiers' liking rose even more as they stood guard, but Jinjeong and Charles didn't have much meaning for it.

And the next day, the training of the psychic sunchicks finally began.

* * *

The portal regenerates itself. People's movements became busy. Soldiers try to arm themselves and target the portal as usual, just in case. The cameramen were also wearing cameras and researchers were standing next to the cameramen in spectator mode. There was one thing they had in common, though they showed different movements. They were all very curious.

There are two men standing in front of the portal. One was Bain, the first batsman of this exercise, and the other Charles, just in case. Jinseok and the rest of the group observe the portal from a distance.

The portal's light flashes. Slowly, a black silhouette began to appear in the blue light. Charles and the sickness were nervous.

Bang!

Finally, the monster descends into the snow. Everyone's impressions frowned at the moment.

"It's Tafford."

Charles mutters with an impression. The next pandemic recalls reports of monsters released by AMSS.

It was a creature reminiscent of a giant snail. He's about two meters tall. However, the length from head to tail is about 5 meters. Sticky slime flowed from the brown body. However, the biggest characteristic was the tentacles of dozens of strands protruding from all around the body.

'He said he wasn't strong enough.'

Reports show that there are no thick skins or leathers and no special abilities. However, if you are careless, the tentacle tentacle could literally crush your body. Moreover, these monsters were extremely hateful among the monsters that had appeared. I wonder if Charles would have frowned on a monster who could play with just one finger.

"Are you lucky or bad?"

Charles gives the plague a subtle look. He was weak enough for a novice to deal with, but the hatred alone would blow half his combat strength away. Charles could not sense whether he was lucky or not.

After all, the monsters are out and the experience needs to be built.

Charles pushes the remains in front of the tarp, where there is still no apparent movement, as if he was bewildered by environmental change.

"Come on, come on, get rid of it. If you're good, you can crush him in under a second."

The pandemic stepped forward to Juju Island.

Twinkle, twinkle!

The eyeball on the tip of the two tentacles at the front catches the plague. Tarflud begins to blur. Anyone could see that the remains were perceived as enemies.

The mirthless, moving figure had a deep disgust on the face of the Monolith and Charles, as well as everyone around them. Movement is slow. Perhaps that's why it looks more terrifying. The basin moves its hand as if it can't see it anymore.

Yee-haw!

At that moment, the tapirs reach for their tentacles. It was at a completely different speed from the sluggish body. People's screams burst. The plague of the swarming tentacles seems to be piercing at least now. On him, the pandemic lowered his hands with his fingers pinched.

Sparkle!

The glare rises. The beam of light extends from the fingertips of the scaffold is drawn in a straight line. The light flashes through the tentacles.

There is no cutting. The tentacles past the light are quietly, very quietly cut off and plummet out into all directions.

Woohoo! Woohoo!

A painful scream echoes through the monster.

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