I Will Take a Break at Academy - Chapter 321



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How to Live Immortally Episode 321

321 degrees, come here

thud.

An explosive acceleration without warning. A heavy sensation flows through my body as I kick away the sword strike that stretches out like a stick with my swordsman.

“Yeah, so that’s how you create variables.”

One way to find out why Wang Hoon-soo died.

However, he did not agree. In the mind of the celestial god, there was still no way that someone could detect and acquire martial arts just by looking at them. He simply accepted it and moved on since there was undeniable evidence.

It was a quick decision that I was able to make because I was confident in my skills that I had trained for.

Yes, no matter how strange a talent you have, it’s all in vain if it’s not accompanied by effort.

That was the case with Cheonri Jongju.

There was an unbridgeable gap between Gaon, who had just started learning, and Cheon-shin, who had been with him his entire life.

This also applies to swords and spears.

There was an innate difference in length between the two.

Brim, brim, brim.

Even if the blade tries to close the distance, the spear shaft, which swings sharply, holds it back.

Pushing, pressing, poking―

This is the foundation of basic creation techniques. Rannachal (?拿?). It is a simple technique that anyone can use, but it can never be broken if applied by a skilled person.

Now, the Unwoldo is a part of Cheonshin’s body.

The booster built into the blade ignited and accelerated depending on the direction in which the spear was swung, and the spear strike became a ray of light and tore through the arena.

“It seems you’ve improved at least in your running skills. If you stole and learned Ryung-young’s martial arts, then you should be able to do that much.”

First, it would be a mistake to think that the utility of the Thousand-Li Zongzhu lies in movement.

Fluid is a change in flow.

The essence of Cheonrijongju is being able to completely control the direction of movement without being affected by the reaction that occurs from repeated rapid acceleration and deceleration.

The story is that it is not limited to movements of the lower body.

[Cheonrijongju Secret Book of Good Luck Flowing Water]

The celestial spirit, who had reached Gaon’s nose in one stride at an incredible speed, brandished the Unwoldo.

There were no rules to the spear technique that left countless scars in the air as if writing with a single stroke of a pen.

Sometimes he would spin around like a top, sometimes he would lay his chest down as if it was going to touch the ground, and sometimes he would shoot out his whole body like a shell out of nowhere.

It is a section where you should fall, but you get up, and a point where you should get up, but you fall. It is proof that you have perfect control over the direction of movement that follows any movement.

One, the tip of the spear was always pointed at Gaon’s chest.

“Are you finally starting to feel like you’re screwed?”

“If that’s what it was used for, then it wouldn’t even be considered an experiential activity.”

“This kid!”

Objectively speaking, it was a technique that could have been used to engage in a battle with Baekilsu, but unfortunately, the opponent was Gaon, who had previously experienced the idea of ​​acceleration.

After realizing that the Thousand-Li Movement was a martial art designed to freely distribute the total amount of speed set.

However, the reason why the Heavenly Spirit encouraged me to show off my skills without hiding anything was to see the hidden cards.

No matter how great Gaon’s achievements were, he couldn’t ask the corpse for his secrets.

[Cheonrijongju Secret Book of Good Luck Flowing Water]

-Exactly like this.

The white night shot without thinking coils around the spear like a snake. The sword strike, freed from the restrictions of the direction of movement, is the result of a curved movement instead of a straight line.

Crunch.

The god of heaven, looking down at the severed moon, opened his eyes wide for only a moment. He immediately thought of the next move.

It was a split second before Gaon was shown the cross-section of the sharply cut spear.

However, Gaon had a second sword.

[Cheonrijongju Secret Book of Good Luck Flowing Water]

Running wild even more freely than before.

The celestial spirit, holding his torn arm, sank to the ground. The fact that his life had been refuted head-on was more painful than the excruciating pain that swept through his entire body.

It’s only natural that instinct overrode reason and spilled out.

“… … Is this okay?”

I tried to understand martial arts, but wasn’t secret technique completely different? It was the ultimate goal that could only be reached by mastering the martial arts.

By the way, did you reach the end with what you learned today?

“Then, what about the time I’ve been dedicating so far… … .”

“What goes around comes around. You used all your hard work to make others cry. Even though you learned the way of the universe, you still haven’t found the right path.”

Anger welled up from deep within his chest. Immediately afterwards, the celestial god vomited out the blood that had soaked his throat and growled.

“Don’t try to teach me, you thief. You won not because you did the right thing, but because you’re stronger than me.”

“That’s right. What would I, who am only strong, know? You, who are weak, are right. You are strong, our heavenly god.”

“Kurrrrrrrr.”

In the end, the celestial spirit, unable to control his anger, faints. Judging from his injuries, he will probably never wake up again. It was a fitting end for an intruder who had shamelessly intruded.

But, it wasn’t refreshing at all.

“Tsk.”

Why would that be?

It’s all because of the sight unfolding behind them.

The storage warehouse was in shambles, perhaps due to the fierce fighting. Furthermore, the fact that some of the antiques had been completely burned down was a fatal blow.

Suddenly.

At that time, the Cross of Benevolence hanging on the wall was hung upside down.

As if telling me to hurry up and clean up this mess.

* * *

It was difficult to handle it alone, so it was inevitable that I decided to use Aimer’s on-site service. After all, he was the one who took on the dirty work following Baek Seok-do.

As expected, it was worth going all the way home to get it. It only took two hours for the storage facility to return to its former state.

Since I also did some cleaning that had piled up, I guess you could call it a phone call.

Of course, Aimer’s mouth opened wide when he was suddenly called.

Gaon’s solution to that was simple.

“I’m really going to dispose of all the scrap metal these guys have?”

“How many times do I have to tell you this?”

“No, I don’t believe it. You don’t know the market price, do you? You can’t ask for it later, you know?”

What could an android who has a taste for gambling need more than pocket money?

It was not that I didn’t want to look into the slot that Yongyeong had developed himself, Hwaryeon, but I decided to just hand it over.

“Don’t get caught.”

“This is the hardest favor I’ve ever had to ask you.”

Gaon locked the door to the storage warehouse, leaving Aimer behind as he drove away in a large trailer.

I was worried that there might be any evidence left because it was so unusually organized, but I wasn’t too worried. There was no place in District 27 that was untouched by Alice’s breath.

There―

‘He hasn’t come back yet.’

* * *

The communication failure, which was thought to be a one-time incident, lasted for more than 30 minutes, then two hours, and then five hours, and the incident it triggered gradually began to worsen.

At first it was just a simple highway robbery.

A petty crime that would normally result in a Taser needle being used and the victim falling down.

But when the patrol drones that rushed in like lightning stopped functioning, their crimes became bolder.

From stores, to department stores, to large logistics warehouses―

He changed the stage and commanded the world.

As looting became rampant, arson also occurred.

Since the police were unable to communicate with each other and were slow to respond, they had to deploy unlimited manpower, so an uneasy atmosphere was bound to flow through the streets.

What was most tragic was that the device was a terminal that used a cloud computing platform.

That means the device was designed with communications in mind.

In a situation like this, there was no choice but to be dead.

Not only will you not be able to check your citizen ID, but you will also be unable to receive various social services in an instant.

Since economic activity came to a halt, it was impossible to lead a normal life.

People who are looking to buy a home,

People who were trying to make an appointment for dental treatment,

Even people who were about to sign an employment contract,

All equal.

As the damage accumulated out of control, resentment quickly gathered in one place.

A conglomerate of giant corporations that monopolize communications on Mars.

Mega Town International, commonly known as MTI.

It seemed obvious who was responsible for the communication failure. They must have felt the same way and began working on restoration in earnest.

It had been 21 hours since the communication failure occurred.

As you can see from the excessive delay, they didn’t seem to know the exact reason.

“Maybe they’re hiding it.”

Gaon, who had to stay home without being able to move, checked the news on the Internet, which was slowly starting to operate. The community was filled with all sorts of posts, as if they were trying to vent their pent-up frustrations.

They all complained about different things—delayed spaceships, stolen financial information, changes in bank account balances—but they had one thing in common.

[I’ll watch how the guys come out]

That is exactly how much damages will MTI, the megacorp at the center of the incident, pay?

As this was a large-scale disaster of an unprecedented scale, people’s attention was inevitably focused on its outcome.

Their official calling has not yet been announced.

That’s when the piled up messages started pouring in.

“Has this been restored now?”

I scroll down to check the contents. From Fernandez to Noah, most of them were texts asking for my well-being. I wondered if anything untoward had happened while I was out of contact.

But there was one thing there that I couldn’t just sit by and watch.

[Come, come]

* * *

Mieyo Clinic located in District 12.

It was a large general hospital under the Inatomi Corporation, and it was a place that used the most advanced medical technology. If you couldn’t be treated here, you could say with certainty that there was no hope anywhere else.

Snow White was standing in front of the operating room.

I sat down without even thinking about wiping the blood from my hair.

The clothes he was wearing were also covered in dirt and were not in good condition.

Gaon, who arrived after seeing the text, couldn’t help but be surprised by her unexpected appearance. It was Baek Seol, the chairman of Baekdu. There were dozens of security personnel surrounding her.

Snow White was trembling defenselessly.

The moment our eyes met, she ran over and hugged me tightly.

“Soli, Sol… … because of me, me, me.”

Although the words were scattered in a jumbled mess, I thought I could guess the general situation just by hearing the name Im Sol.

Because she was Snow White’s secretary and friend.

As I touch the blood vessels, the racing breath subsides.

“What the hell is going on?”

“There was an accident.”

“accident?”

“Yesterday, while inspecting a factory that had just built a new production line in District 14, an explosion suddenly occurred… … .”

Im Sol got hurt while trying to protect Baekseol.

It was a mess because even the communication was cut off, but I could empathize with how much she must have suffered.

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