Chapter 730 – The Seeker of Eden
I understood in my head, but in my heart I still feel sad. On her holy day, she hugs her, gives her a light kiss on her forehead, and then pats her. Then, matching the mood, they begin to covet each other.
“The mask you requested is here!”
“Oh, thank you.”
Seong-il lost the means to hide his identity because he destroyed his soul mask and absorbed it with a skill. Because of this, he asked Yuna and Aira to make a mask with magical power.
“The function itself is quite useful because it was made by disassembling the ‘Mask of Deception’ that was given to us a while ago.”
The ‘Mask of Deception’ that was pulled from the lottery and never used. A mask that can perfectly imitate the appearance of others has no meaning to him, who can now skillfully use the environment, so Seong-il boldly made Yuna disassemble the item and mass-produced lower-grade artifacts.
“Even if you can’t imitate someone else’s appearance, you can easily change your voice, right?”
“Yes. Plus, it’s comfortable to wear. You won’t get the feeling of wearing it at all.”
“Good.”
Seong-il, who has even secured an item to cover his appearance, moves back to reality without hesitation.
‘Leave no traces as much as possible…’
Seong-il, concerned that an investigation team would come here to find out the situation in the ark, tries to leave the scene with his abilities concealed as much as possible so that no traces remain.
Fortunately, the psionic concealment field, which was made up of empathy and telekinesis, taught by the professors of Mythology had excellent concealment abilities, so he was able to leave the scene without difficulty.
‘Even if a really basic ability is supported, the response can be an open fire ability…’
Admiring the ability of response to completely block the possibility of being traced in advance by reading the law of cause and effect, Seong-il thinks that he should think about how to apply response to all combat and non-combat abilities in the future.
‘I need to find a mount…’
There is light air, and you can use floating or teleport magic to a limited extent, but it feels completely different to use your body and use tools, so Seong-il thinks that sooner or later he will have to find a special vehicle for himself.
‘Fuck… I thought this was the first time I left, but I still haven’t found it…’
Cursing at himself for being lazy, Seong-il quickly arrives at the Korean University where he studied in the past by light work.
“It’s been a very long time…”
When he sees the appearance of Korea University from a distance, Seong-il looks around, spitting wildly from his mouth, perhaps feeling disgusted.
“…If you don’t know how to look at it, it looks so peaceful.”
If you look at the university without any knowledge, it looks really calm and peaceful. However, Seong-il, who already knew the truth about the university for training hunters, knows how disgusting that peace is, so he frowns and curses.
‘I didn’t know at the time… Now that I look back, it seems like there are a lot of surveillance devices, right?’
As it is a place where precious first-class ‘beef cattle’ are raised, the alien species never sees them openly and installs surveillance devices, perhaps to allow students to regard themselves as ‘supervising’ their own lives, rather than considering themselves as ‘livestock’. There wasn’t.
However, Seong-il, who already had a lot of sophisticated sensing devices such as induction, telekinesis, and nanomachines, was able to ascertain how many monitoring devices were in the university.
‘Look at these fucking bastards?’
At first glance, it looks like a street light, but Seong-il was able to figure out that the light of the street light was actually a CCTV and a device that monitors psychic wavelengths through induction.
‘…Could that be a bio cyborg!?’
Even birds and squirrels floating in the sky through induction feel the feeling of mechanical devices. Seong-il feels that the aliens have probably modified the eyes or brains of small animals and turned them into semi-surveillance devices.
‘They are crazy bastards…’
Psionic waves felt inside the building, waves felt from park benches and ceilings that shade the sun, and so on. Seong-il sticks out her tongue after realizing that Korea University is a place where all places are closely monitored.
‘Even though it’s been a few days, Min Ye-jin, how the hell did she break through this surveillance and observe me!?’
Seong-il feels that Min Ye-jin is one of the most outstanding talents among her S-class hunters. She herself did not enter Korea University as much as possible, and was able to secretly investigate by spreading emotions while concealed in the shadows from a distance, but Min Ye-jin did not, so he really wonders how she got around here. Do.
‘How are you? Was that bastard a pawn?’
Some of the so-called ‘seniors’ were even walking around pretending to look at their smartphones, holding a smartphone-shaped psionic monitoring device around them to keep an eye on ordinary students. Seong-il, who has grasped the surveillance system in a school that is so meticulous that it gives goosebumps, desperately endures anger and disgust, carefully tries to enter the inside.
‘With the feeling that telekinesis, mixed with sensitivity, is pushed under my skin and pores…’
Seong-il, who added a technique learned from Professor Aron in the past to maximize the sense of crisis and to neutralize the opponent’s surveillance device, added a technique to neutralize the opponent’s monitoring device. Show
‘The total number of students at Korean universities is about 4,000…’
It was an embarrassingly small number to call it a university, but it was not strange that the number was actually small because the manifestation of psychic powers itself was rare.
Therefore, Seong-il, who thinks that the number is quite manageable, begins to observe the school calmly to find out the residents and places where people are concentrated so that they can kidnap them stably.
‘Are there roughly 3,000 people living there…?’
Seong-il, who secretly wandered around the campus for two days, trying to figure out the floating population. He was able to determine that about a quarter of the students were permanently absent from the school.
‘Well… The 3rd and 4th graders are often put into dungeon resolution work as low-level hunters… So it’s nothing strange that they don’t exist.’
Seong-il, who was aware of the behavior of the school to some extent because he was a student at Korea University in the past, does not seem particularly strange, despite the fact that there are quite a few absent students.
After that, Seong-il constantly monitored the inside for several days to control any mistakes that might occur. Then, on the fifth day, a familiar figure appears in his eyes.
‘Junil…?’
A gloomy expression on a chubby body. And the figure of a man wearing old glasses. He even walked the campus with a nervous look on his laptop, with a mysterious female anime character sticker attached to it.
“Hey, why are you still not looking for what I’m looking for? You bastard.”
“Uh… It’s because there really isn’t one… What you said was before the Great War…”
“It’s noisy and save it, bastard.”
As a man with a rugged body grabs his old friend and forces him to do something, Seong-il’s expression hardens as he watches the scene.
‘…He’s a 4D bastard, but he’s a good person, so why? Oh, come to think of it, that guy is Go Young-tae, right?’
Realizing that the man who is messing with his old game friend is Go Young-tae and his thugs, Seong-il’s face starts to turn red little by little with anger.
‘Let’s be patient… Be patient…’
Despite breaking the bones of his limbs, Seong-il manages to rehabilitate and bully his old friend.
However, Seong-il did not come here today for personal vengeance, so he desperately tries to swallow his anger.
“Look at this bastard? You have a long tongue? Is this bastard crazy?”
“…”
Jun-Il, who had a weak personality compared to his large size, is silent at his words with slightly watery eyes at Go Young-Tae’s constant bullying.
“You’re a baby. I stabbed it a while ago? Well, then, do you think it’s going to go over?
Ko Young-tae listens to Jun-il’s request and explains to him that the senior who stopped him was disciplined by the professor in charge. In addition, even if something unreasonable happens, he explains to him that he said that students should take care of the students themselves, and that if they bring them into the school, he will punish them in the future.
“Hey, would you like to go to the dungeon and rip limbs like Han Seong-il, who died?
“That…Don’t do that…!!”
Urgent expressions come out of Jun-il’s mouth, who had consistently ignored Go Young-tae’s threats. However, instead of taking care of his situation, Ko Young-tae keeps threatening him with an evil smile.
“Ah, your family only lives with your mother and sister, right? Will they tear your crotch in front of your eyes?”
“Hee…”
“This baby … I need to know the topic. You know that the government is rarely investigated by the government these days.
