I Will Take a Break at Academy - Chapter 312



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How to Live Immortally Episode 312

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Since it is a substance composed of supernatural powers, it would not be detected in a normal test and would have been caught in Psi’s scissors.

“Was everything a predetermined fate when I brought you here? How cruel.”

Surely Henry could not have imagined that his younger brother Henson would leave a time bomb inside his body.

Aren’t you overlooking the mechanics that already know all the information?

Henry, who had difficulty adapting to paradise and was confined to solitary confinement as if it were nothing, could not have inherited the same temperament as Sagal, even though he was his younger brother.

The mechanic couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that he had lost the seed of the electronic spirit because of such a simple mistake.

However, even that appearance was unpleasant to Kenji.

“You’re accepting it so readily, unlike yesterday.”

“Hey, what does that mean?”

Psi’s mouth turned into an ‘S’ shape as she smelled something and looked at the mechanic, but he shook his head.

“It’s nothing.”

“Stop whispering so viciously and include me in the conversation.”

Psi clung to him as if asking for instruction, but the mechanic shook her off without even trying.

“So what are you going to do?”

If a metahuman specialized in ‘tracking’ were to appear, it would be a disaster, but Gaon was certain that there would be no such person. If there was such a person, he would have been the first to be deployed to search for Yang-hu.

This was something Kenji also agreed with.

That’s why I pushed the mechanics so hard.

“Let’s just treat it as a sudden death as it is. Your argument is valid, and even if we investigate, it’s obvious that no one with a motive will come out.”

The number of people Henry met in paradise was only about five. It was not enough for a silver lining to sprout.

Moreover, it was right after the death of a consultant who could be considered a spiritual pillar. For the sake of the group’s stability, it was necessary to refrain from causing unnecessary commotion.

“How petty.”

“… … This isn’t a decision I made for your interest.”

“I remember being sacrificed for that interest. Well, I will respect that intention.”

Leisurely but leisurely, Kenji left the ward and wiped away the cold sweat that had run down his face without him realizing it.

“I can’t live up to my name.”

It was a situation where if he had been careless, his crime could have been discovered and he could have been killed, but he somehow managed to get away with it. However, this could have been reversed at any time. If Gaon, who had the evidence, had exposed it, it would have been over.

Of course his mouth won’t open.

As long as Kenji hides his identity as Baek Ga-on.

The two people who pointed guns at each other thus became inexorable accomplices.

* * *

Gaon was able to ease his worries after hearing the news that Kenji had dealt with Henry and safely returned to the Miyauchi-gumi. Now, there was no longer any threat to Sakuya. She could also focus on her idol activities with peace of mind.

In fact, it was Gaon, not her, who needed a safety net. The chains he had gained by joining the emergency disaster response team were incomparably heavy compared to those of a stalker.

Isn’t this a program that the city government conceived and established?

But they weren’t the only ones who benefited from the technology.

Gaon also had someone on the lookout for just such a situation.

That’s right, Noah Lee.

It is self-evident that there are few people in human history who can challenge her stronghold of understanding the source code of the device operating system and even completing the machine language interpretation of its origins. As Gaon had expected, Noah reversed the security program that the emergency disaster response team was proud of.

“You always seem to be carrying something weird around with you. Do you know that this is a very dangerous type of spyware? It not only collects vital signs, but also personal information. Even if you were a slave, you wouldn’t monitor it to this extent? Since you don’t seem to want to delete it, I’ll put in some dummy data for distraction instead.”

Although I had to listen to some nagging along the way, thinking of it as a price I paid actually gave me a sense of security.

And yet, there were still a few Sols left until the exchange meeting arranged by the Ark.

It’s a bit of a waste of time when it’s difficult to take on a request and it’s not easy to train seriously.

Gaon looked around, wondering what to do, but unfortunately, there was no one to join him.

Dobby, who had been working as a diver in his personal time, went into seclusion to fulfill his Lost Saga quota, and Aimer was checking into an illegal gambling house to learn about probability and life.

I asked Sarah, who helps me with the housework, secretly, but all I got back was a harsh reply that it was unfair to take care of your fun.

While Gaon was rummaging through the closet, thinking he might do some cleaning, he found a document among the clothes. A copy of the register of a building.

“Now that I think about it… … .”

There was something like this too.

You know that.

The small extra income he earned by teaching life lessons to thugs who thought the secret safe of Baekseokdo was the slush funds of a rich man who had lost them and tried to swallow them up.

What Gaon had in his hands was the best property evaluated by Elma, who was a broker at the time.

So, what I meant was, it’s blind money.

‘I’m a treasure hunter… … .’

Gaon got up from his seat and went straight outside.

There is a treasure chest that is not even recorded in the computer.

What on earth awaits us?

* * *

From simple lotteries to horse racing, lotteries and gambling—the desire to try one’s luck has been a human instinct throughout the ages.

Gaon also took steps with that kind of feeling.

Who knows?

A completely unexpected stroke of luck awaits you.

“Is this it?”

Dong-gu is a quiet area among the 21 districts.

Perhaps because it was planned as a residential space friendly to the common people, the streets were packed tightly together like barnacles. To put it positively, it was neat, but to put it negatively, it was uniform.

The location was okay.

If there is a flaw, it is that the focus on external expansion is lacking in major infrastructure.

It could be said that the hastily constructed wasteland that was built to accommodate the rapidly growing population when the seed colony was first born has returned with the passage of time.

Because of the large gap between the rich and poor compared to surrounding areas, this area is always mentioned in redevelopment projects.

Maybe that’s why.

Gaon couldn’t help but think of one assumption.

“Albaggi?”

The most basic form of real estate speculation. Since development can begin at any time in District 21, the difference alone could yield a considerable amount of profit.

Suddenly, his excitement seemed to cool down, but that was only for a moment—Gaon was able to smile again when he arrived at the address written on the documents.

Unlike other buildings, the house in front of you was built as one with the wall. It was so high that you couldn’t even see it from the outside unless you were using a drone.

It was definitely custom made.

This means that the property was purchased for actual living, not for investment.

However, there were many devices that were not used in typical households.

From military-grade items that could only be purchased at District 39, to high-performance sensors that had been discontinued by Megacorp, to non-line-of-sight cameras that were considered unauthorized items, it was almost like a museum.

What’s most surprising is that the security system is still in operation even though there is no owner.

What on earth were you so wary of?

Pushik―

Gaon, who had been administered nectar, displayed his power of development and artificially generated an electromagnetic pulse by weaving it into a spiral.

Although the output was extremely poor compared to the device, it had the advantage of being able to burn only the circuits you wanted.

Therefore, even if it is coated with electromagnetic shielding paint, the result is the same.

Guuung.

Soon enough, a heavy door opens.

Gaon, who entered without a single key, secretly exclaimed in admiration upon seeing the internal structure. From the double-reinforced materials to the frame reinforcement method—it was already outside the realm of housing.

You could call it a fortress, so to speak.

Gaon, who had been mumbling, “Where have I seen it?” was able to find the answer after walking a few steps.

Yes, it resembled Croft’s lab that I had seen in the Golden Wheat Fields in District 35.

‘Destructionist.’

The bunker and the food shared by the group that was always on guard, saying that World War IV could break out at any moment, means that the original owner must have shared their views as well.

However, no stairs leading down to the basement could be found anywhere in the house.

The exterior was extraordinary, but the interior was ordinary.

Judging from things like the toothbrush, cup, and shoes, it seems like there’s only one person living there. Judging from the fact that it hasn’t been cleaned, it seems like they left in a hurry―ss―――Suddenly, an ominous sound is heard.

If it weren’t for my trained hearing, I wouldn’t dare to notice the tiny dissonance. No, it was more like a vibration. It was so faint that it seemed like it would break at any moment, just like ants crawling.

Gaon, who expanded the realm of the mandala, was able to capture the essence of the strange sense of dissonance in the center of the ‘ㅁ’ shaped house.

At first glance, it appears to be a yard surrounded by walls on all sides, but anyone who feels around with their hands will know that it is not.

‘Optical camouflage?’

The entrance to the underground was covered with modern science.

* * *

At this point, even a fool would have to realize that the genre is changing from treasure hunting to dungeon exploration. Gaon also originally imagined it to be something like coins or stolen goods.

This is something that is sufficient to provide daily bread.

But unfortunately, it didn’t seem like that was what was prepared.

It was difficult to even pull out now – Gaon opened the secret door and stepped deep into the underground.

At the end of the long, narrow hallway is a door that is sealed more tightly than any wall in the house.

but-

Quasi-snap.

It was nothing compared to Gaon’s evil power, which even made light of heavy equipment.

The air trembles due to the sudden difference in pressure, and the scent of blood leaks out through it. What Gaon sees as he instinctively grabs the handle of the White Night Sword is the magic mirror.

“?!”

Skin was stuck all over the room, from the floor to the ceiling and walls. It was pulled so tightly that the veins and muscles were clearly visible.

The excess flesh becomes soggy viscera, and the remaining fat becomes a weeping object.

The tumors and blisters that have grown on top of it, probably because it has been left unattended for a long time, have swelled to a threatening size.

It is literally an exhibition hall filled with stuffed humans.

What filled my vision was malice.

What’s more shocking than anything else is―

Suu …

“Ugh.”

Alive.

Even though I’m in this state, I’m still alive.