Chapter 337 – #338 Bad Luck
#338 Evil
Bang-!
The door was kicked in and a memory hunter entered. He shouted, thrusting the pistol in his hand at me.
“I’m here, you bastard!
“… What is this lunatic saying? Ooh shit! Smells like alcohol! How much alcohol have you been drinking, you bastard?”
“Where’s the young bastard! Ma! If you see a hero, you’ll have to say hello first!”
“Oh, that drunkard.”
Thud-!
“Aaaaagh!”
He grabbed the staggering memory hunter by the scruff of the neck and threw it onto the sofa. He hit his head on the handle of the sofa and wriggled while clutching his head as if he was in a lot of pain.
It’s a pain, man.
“Hey! Call the Chinese restaurant and ask them to bring all their menus! Order an extra jjambbong there!”
“Yes Boss!”
After having a meal delivered to the prick outside, I sat across from the memory hunter.
‘But there is no Chinese here, so why is there a Chinese restaurant?’
Anyway, Dark City is a strange place.
“Anyway, why are you here again today?”
“…”
“This bastard chews on my words? Hey, can’t you hear me? Why are you here?”
“…”
“… A memory hunter?”
The memory hunter spread out on the sofa didn’t even move. Startled, I walked over to him and checked his pulse.
“!!!!!”
My eyes widened as I checked my pulse. Memory hunter bastard…!
“Why are you fucking fucking sleeping in someone else’s office?”
I’m sleeping! Pulse? He’s running really well.
“Oh hey, that burn.”
Looking at the soundly asleep memory hunter, I sighed and went back to my seat to check the documents I was looking at. This was the current status of the establishment of an addiction rehabilitation center that I had ordered Jungbo to do the other day.
Contrary to what Joongbo looked like, he was quite a smart guy. It was sure to get the job done.
Permission was granted to establish an addiction rehabilitation center, and soon a building was to be erected on the site. There was an estimate budget item, but I didn’t look at that part. He had so much money that he could spend his whole life on a spree.
‘I can be a doctor…’
There was no need to seek out additional medical personnel. All you had to do was give one of your clones the power of a healer. An 8th level healer’s psychic powers could make people who were addicted to drugs instantly recover.
‘The problem is the nurse…’
Just as steamed buns and taiyaki cannot do without red beans, a doctor must have a nurse. A nurse who treats patients and sucks my dick at the same time!
‘I’ll have to bring Sujeong.’
Coincidentally, Sujeong was a nurse. I’ll have to get him to work at my rehab center at this point. Wouldn’t it be nice to treat you at the highest level in the industry?
‘At this point, should I just make Sujeongi the chairman?’
Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever given Sujeong a gift like this. I should take this opportunity to give her a big present.
‘Shouldn’t I ask Sujeong for other assistants?’
As a nurse, many people know about this. If you bring them to the highest level in the industry, they will quickly fill the manpower shortage.
As I was looking through the papers, the thief knocked and said to me.
“Boss. The food has arrived.”
“Okay? Then set it up here.”
“Yes boss.”
After a while, appetizing Chinese food was set by type on the table in front of the sofa.
“Yumma. Stop sleeping and wake up.”
“… Sniff?! Sniff?! Mu, what! Where is this place!”
“What’s wrong? Where did this bastard leave his mind? Why are you doing this today? Hey, wake up and get rid of it.”
“… Steel armor? Why are you here…?”
I laughed out loud when I saw the memory hunter staring at me with a bewildered face. This is why people should drink alcohol in moderation.
“It’s true that you’ve lost your mind. Hey man, eat jjambbong and hangover.”
“Huh? Huh? Uh-huh~ What is all this?”
Seeing the food piled up on the table, he was delighted. Picking up a bowl of jjamppong, he picked up his noodle and swallowed it in one bite. As if that wasn’t enough, I took a big bite of the soup.
“Keuah~ Kill this.”
“Eat a lot.”
“Uh. Sluruk!”
For a while, we inhaled Chinese food in silence. More than dozens of menus sold out quickly. I barely chewed it and just swallowed it.
“Keua~ I’m finally going to live a little!”
Finally, the hunter who remembered the jjamppong soup all the time returned to his original form as if he had finally woken up. He asked, wiping his lips with a tissue.
“So what are you doing today?”
“Today? Yeah? Why am I here?”
“…”
Why are you asking me that, you drunkard?
“Then take a break and go.”
“It will be like that even if you don’t say it. Ooh~ I like it.”
“Oh hey, that burn.”
Looking at the memory hunter lying on the sofa like the main room of his house, he shook his head.
Smart-!
“Boss Intercession.”
“Come in.”
Has it been an hour or so? Intercession came to me. He had so many things to do that I couldn’t guess what he was looking for.
“Ah, was there a memory hunter too? It’s been a while.”
“Uh~ Ah, that’s right, Joongbo. I read the comic book I lent you the other day. Do you have another one?”
“Yes. It’ll probably come out in three or four months, because the writer is so slow.”
“Really? That’s a pity.”
The memory hunter licked his lips, as if he was truly sorry.
Guys, that’s a conversation between a hero and a criminal. The topic of conversation is a comic book.
“What’s going on?”
“Ah, yes. I came to report that the recruitment of applicants is over.”
“Have you already gathered all of them in one day? Did you make sure that you could die during the transplant?”
“Yes.”
“But you’ve already gathered?”
“Because it’s about becoming a psychic.”
I don’t know if I’m going to die, but already 24 applicants are all gathered. It seems that ordinary people have a stronger desire to become psychics than I thought.
“Huh? What are you guys talking about?”
“… Ah.”
“;;;;;”
At that time, the memory hunter came out and looked at the intercession and asked. After belatedly recalling that he was here, Jungbo and I looked at each other with puzzled faces. Joongbo was even breaking out in a cold sweat.
I had forgotten about him because he seemed like an unemployed brother in the neighborhood, but the main job of a memory hunter was a hero. It is also an S-class hero that there are only a few in the Hero Association.
In front of the hero, we were talking about the next plan of the villain organization Skull Head.
“Look at these things? Do you dare to shut your mouth? Would you like to taste the bean rice served at the Hero Association?”
“Bo, Boss…”
The mediator looked at me, not knowing what to do. I didn’t say anything. All the important words were spoken by the mediator.
Swoop-
“Boss?!”
When he quietly turned his head away from his gaze, Joong-bo was horrified as if he felt betrayed. What do you say dude
“Haa… Well, I was going to tell the president of Valencia anyway, so I guess I can tell you.”
“What is it?”
Anyway, I was going to tell the president of the Valencia Association what I found out through the gumiho. He had to have a working relationship with him. They have to play the role of a reliable tank in the front line so that I can run rampant in the black market to my heart’s content.
“Therefore…”
I told the memory hunter what I found out. The emphasis was on the fact that heroes can become psychic through artifacts.
“… An artificial psychic? That’s possible?”
“Uh. They actually implanted an artifact in his heart and used his psychic powers.”
“Huh! A synthetic psychic…”
The memory hunter laughed as if he was absurd.
“Then, the volunteers you mentioned earlier?”
“That’s right. It’s not like I’m going to save relics and boil soup, but of course I should use them. I’m going to try it like them.”
“…”
Resting his chin on the sofa, the memory hunter was deep in thought. Then, he said something shocking.
“Can I have that surgery?”
“… What? What did you just say?”
“I want to have that operation too.”
“Why?”
“Why, why? What do you do with an S-class hero? When a battle breaks out, you have to be the first to emerge. You can’t wear an S-class hero nameplate and remain surplus forever.”
“That’s true, but…”
It’s not that memory hunters can’t fight. He is nimble enough to win even if he fights with three special forces members at the same time, and his fighting skills are excellent.
However, that was only the case when fighting an ordinary special forces member who had no psychic powers, and could not fight psychic ones.
His psychic power is to read memories, so it was not a psychic power suitable for battle.
“You could die during the operation. Crucially, you’re a psychic, so even if the operation is successful, you may not be able to use other psychic powers.”
All the people I’ve defeated so far have been ordinary people. It was not certain that a psychic could use other psychic powers even after undergoing the surgery.
“Don’t worry. I don’t intend to die from an operation like that. I’ve already decided where I’ll die.”
“No. Go back.”
“What? Dumma! I’m going to have surgery too!”
“Don’t say no dude!”
“This bastard?!”
“What a drunkard! Go and have a drink!”
“Oh thank you!”
When the alcohol was thrown, the memory hunter was delighted and accepted the drink. He opened the lid and drank.
“Keuh…! It looks like there’s a fire inside the hot crab. Anyway, I’m going to have surgery, so I know that.”
“What? No, they won’t?”
“It doesn’t matter what you say. I’ve already decided to have surgery.”
“No, the owner of the artifact is me? You say you don’t do surgery?”
For a while, we argued that we would have surgery or not. The memory hunter did not break his stubbornness until the end.
*****
“Because he’s like a damn bastard.”
After being chased by Steel Armor, the memory hunter looked back at the hideout and clicked his tongue.
“No matter how much you endure, you will eventually have to operate on me.”
Steel Armor said that they would never perform surgery, but the memory hunters were going to visit them every day and have surgery to become artificial psychics.
Citizens welcomed the appearance of the Heroes, composed of powerful supernatural powers, but the Hero Association did not.
There was also a problem of interest, but a more serious problem than that was the members of the Heroes.
It is a group composed only of supernatural powers equivalent to at least an A-class hero. That number far exceeded 100. How could so many talented people suddenly appear without rumors?
However, it turned out that all of those talented people were artificial psychics manifested through artifacts!
The technology that makes the near-impossible a reality, I’ve never heard of such technology-
“… An artificial psychic?”
The memory hunter, who continued his thoughts, realized something and became serious.
The technology to artificially turn ordinary people into supernatural powers, he had heard of and seen it, and it was he and Steel Armor who decisively solved the case.
“… Steam.”
Steam, a new drug that made the Dark City buzz in the past.
People who take Steam change their appearance to look like animals, but their physical abilities increase dramatically. Like real animals, they use different abilities according to their characteristics.
Steam users, and artificial supernatural powers.
Both of them had one thing in common: from ordinary people to superhumans with transcendental powers.
And behind Steam…
Haha!”
The memory hunter, whose thoughts had reached that point, burst into laughter. Is this also his plan?
I really wonder if there is a place in the Dark City that his touch has not reached.
“Fate leads me to you, Shadow Killer.”
Tough, tough evil.
Maybe this is the fate bestowed upon him by the heavens, the memory hunter thought.
The self who transcends the limits, the time left, the artificial psychic, and… The steel armor.
Everything led him down a path.
“I’m going to go get ready soon.”
To prepare to end the bad relationship, the memory hunters turned around. The place he headed this time was the Sanctuary company.
“What’s the memory hunter up to here?”
“Thank you for your hospitality, Chairman Bal Ji-woon.”
The very existence of the memory hunter was a high pass. There was no one who would reject an S-class hero at the gate. Even if it was Chairman Bal Ji-woon.
“Come this way. What kind of tea would you like to have?”
“Oh, that’s enough for me. This is enough for me.”
Sitting on the sofa, the memory hunter took out a whiskey iron bottle filled with alcohol from his arm.
Seeing this, Chairman Bal Ji-woon smiled. It was a widely known fact that he was a heavy drinker, no, an alcoholic.
Well, even if it was a tightly hidden secret, Chairman Bal Ji-woon would have known.
After taking a sip of alcohol, the memory hunter opened his mouth.
“Since you are a very busy person with construction work, I will tell you after all the reaping.”
“Haha. You’re getting nervous right now. As you know, we are an honest company that pays all taxes.”
When Chairman Bal Ji-woon joked, the memory hunter smiled and responded.
“I know that. There’s no company with as much integrity as Sanctuary. But…”
Like a hawk seeking prey, the memory hunter’s eyes flashed.
“President Bal Ji-woon, how are you?”
“You mean me? I don’t know.
“I can’t believe it. The word integrity doesn’t go well with ‘thief’, doesn’t it?”
“…”
“A-level villain, [High Fog]?”
“…”
The eyes of the two men collided.
