Chapter 15 – Episode 15: Choice
Perhaps the penalty for not finding the fragments of the nightmare was time.
If I had a normal lucid dream, I should wake up naturally at 6:00, the wake-up time of Han Ye-ji.
But today, when she opens her eyes, she has already eaten lunch and is caught in her shooting range, let alone a morning workout.
“These heads are full of muscles. Where are you going to send such a precious trait!”
“No, what do you mean!”
She is a middle-aged woman who looks much older than the instructor.
She must have crossed at least 50 lines considering the deep wrinkles on her forehead and her graying white hair.
Considering that most of the instructors looked in their 20s and 30s, it was definitely a different look.
Rather than an instructor, I feel like a sympathizer or a high-ranking person related to the guild.
“If you teach the kids with such a stiff head, it’ll be bitter! It’s a characteristic, but you should have contacted us first. Sadly, I heard the news from the other line and have to come personally?”
I wonder if he’s really a high-ranking person, both the weapon skills instructor and the marksmanship instructor don’t know what to do, so they just keep their heads down and listen to nagging voices.
And Han Ye-ji’s expression her is not very good, as if she thinks it’s because of herself.
[The lethargic nightmare demands an explanation of the current situation]
I’m not feeling well, so I rub my sleepy eyes and say a short ? Try typing one letter.
Aside from waking up late, are there any physical penalties?
It will be a little annoying if fatigue accumulates from not finding the nightmare fragment.
“Ah, this is true. The Constellation has arrived. It is because there is something I want to recommend to the Constellation.”
Even messages popping out of the air don’t panic, and the conversation continues naturally.
Isn’t it awkward for people in this world to talk in the air?
I wonder if this is how a country guy feels when he sees wireless earphones for the first time.
Having stopped nagging her instructors, she strides over and orders the attendants she has brought with her to do something.
“Come on, Cadet Han Ye-ji. I’m sorry, but could you help me for a moment?”
“Yes, what can I do?”
I ask for a favor in a soft voice, but Han Ye-ji has stiffened stiffly, as if I had made quite a fuss before I opened my eyes.
Even in front of the instructor, I wasn’t that nervous.
“Okay Suejin Kang, go over there and prepare your shield. And Hee-ah goes to the trunk and takes out the things she prepared.”
“Yes, I understand.”
The two attendants, who bowed their heads, hurriedly ran.
The woman called Kang Sue-jin went roughly 10 meters away, took out a plastic shield that looked like a riot gear, and hid herself behind it.
The woman called Hee-ah runs like flying with the wind wrapped around her soles and brings a large bag.
Coming out of a black bag, or more precisely, a gun case, was a sleek plastic tranquilizer gun.
The reason why I thought it was a tranquilizer gun, not a gun, was because there was a dart with a blue liquid in it.
Disassembled black parts are shining brightly.
“You said you knew how to shoot, right? Try shooting this at that shield.”
A woman, taking her parts her out of her case her with familiar hands, simply assembles her gun her.
Maybe because it was a tranquilizer gun, rather than a real gun, it had a long barrel and auxiliary handle like a plastic toy gun.
A foreknowledge, handed over casually, thrusts one of her darts into the back of her barrel.
“Yes… Can I shoot now?”
“Yes, shoot at the shield.”
A blue dart flies and bounces off the shield with the sound of steam draining.
There’s no way a hair-thin stinger could pierce a reinforced plastic shield.
If it breaks through, it’s not a weapon of suppression, it’s a weapon of destruction.
“Sujin Kang, report the status!”
“Yes? Doesn’t it seem like nothing’s going on?”
Startled by the sudden cry, the woman gets up from her crouching position behind her shield and sits down on her floor.
She tried to get up, but it took only one minute before she gave up and lay down as it was.
“What is this…?”
“Additional blows, even if swords meet, they say they go to a random location? The magic also manifests twice. It explodes two HE shells and knocks back two shockwaves from stopping shells, so what’s different about a tranquilizer gun? Let go of the child’s stimulants first.”
After the scene where he stabbed a stimulant syringe into her thigh,
She, who does n’t even know her name her yet, turns around and speaks to her her Han Ye-ji again.
A business card handed to Han Ye-ji, who is hardened without knowing what the situation is.
“Even if you are dispatched, wouldn’t it be more convenient to go to the continent where you lived? In addition, operations to stabilize public sentiment in the rear have a lower mortality rate than those in the front. It’s my first incarnation and I’m still young, but I think it’s better to protect citizens than send them to war.”
I couldn’t see all the business cards because I held them tightly in my hand, but I could see the East Continent Hwashin Special Assignment Counterterrorism.
It is ambiguous to urge Han Ye-ji, who is so hardened, so the high-ranking person continues to explain endlessly even while turning the screen around.
Senior, right?
So, they would suddenly shoot people with a tranquilizer gun and inject stimulants into them.
I spit out harsh words to the instructor, saying that my head is stone or hard, but there are also things I can’t squeak.
Working under such a person must be exhausting.
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Yeji Han was set free on the second day of her training, as the instructors also left without a sound to the person who gave the business card.
She glances at her business card and disappears, as if the marksmanship instructor had nothing more to say.
Thanks to this, Yeji spends the rest of her time searching for her her business cards with her laptop her.
There are also incarnations that belong to guilds and fight the monsters that come from the forefront,
Conversely, there were also people who subdued monsters or corrupted incarnations that appeared intermittently in the hinterland.
You can become a civil servant with the feeling of a special police force, or you can enter a private guild in the name of mutual cooperation.
Personally, she thought this was better.
[Constellation, lethargic nightmare prays for your safety]
There was only one reason. Because it’s safer
Han Ye-ji is not the main character in the novel.
People die easily.
The guy who laughed and chatted until yesterday drank the wrong glass of water in the morning and died.
There was also a case where a guy who looked healthier than anyone else rotted from the inside out.
Even if I share the spirit of the dreamer and pass on her powers her, in the end Han Ye-ji was just a female student who went to high school.
Unprepared, could she throw such a child into the battlefield to earn points?
Furthermore, the reason I signed a contract with Han Ye-ji was that she was similar to the guy I knew in her previous life with her.
[An act of reckless violence at the port right before the arrival of the passenger ship bound for the Academy]
[It is said that the conflict between the guilds started from the pride fight between the incarnations]
[Thanks to the cooperation of the private security company, which was immediately dispatched to the scene, it was safely subdued without any victims]
A short message was playing on the screen.
It wasn’t a big incident like terrorism, but it was a case of a fight between two idiots who were intoxicated by power and criticizing each other’s Constellation.
In the short video, the concrete floor and the metal bridge are frozen.
Two men and women jump up on top of it and wield steel bars.
Ice shards fly in all directions due to the rod lowered to the floor, and the photographer is shocked! And scream
But right after that, three people burst out through the crowd.
The incarnations of a private security company prepared with various non-lethal weapons, such as a tranquilizer gun and a net gun that Han Ye-ji shot himself, subdue the two without delay.
A noose is caught on the ankle trying to jump upward, and a steel net is thrown over it.
When he struggled and tried to resist, the blue dart of the tranquilizer gun was fired with a loud sound, and he was immediately suppressed.
So, when you subdue such a rampaging guy, do you join the team as a shooter?
Certainly, the noose followed the incarnation’s ankles and perfectly entangled them,
I could see the steel nets soaring upward like feathers, but the tranquilizer gun was an ordinary tranquilizer gun.
It would be much easier to subdue if confident guys hit the sedative darts and fall asleep.
Even after that, I turned the screen and looked at the search results together behind Han Ye-ji’s back his.
What should I say… If the incarnations at the forefront look like medieval fantasy cosplay,
The people in charge of public order in the hinterland seem to be evolving toward science fiction or cyberpunk.
As much as they mainly engage in street fighting in the city, it may be because they use the armor made of reinforced plastic with the blessings of the incarnation.
Han Ye-ji, who was lying on the bed looking at her smartphone after looking at her laptop on her desk, fell asleep.
She fell asleep right away, so she used lucid dreaming. Does continuing to look for videos like that mean that your mind is tilted?
I don’t know, the choice is hers anyway.
[Do you want to interfere with Han Ye-ji’s lucid dream?]
[Yes / No]
When you press the familiar message window, the world changes.
Come to think of it, when she enters a lucid dream, she is sitting in a chair in front of the computer, but when she comes out of a lucid dream, she is lying on the bed.
I’m not dreaming, am I really going in?
Han Ye-ji’s dream was better than yesterday.
Because the well-organized living room greeted me.
As she is sitting on the sofa, the front door opens and Han Ye-ji appears.
She threw away her schoolbag as if she had dreamed of coming back from school like the first day.
“Uh, Constellation?”
“Why?”
And now, as if he had come to his senses, he was hesitating in front of me.
It seems that she is also getting used to lucid dreaming.
Previously, I was driven by my instincts.
Eat if you have something to eat, drink if you have something to drink.
If there is a bed, lie down, and if there is a sofa, sit and turn on the TV.
Then, when I was next to her, she would cross her arms or lean on her shoulder for a week.
For the first time, she reacted differently.
