The Crazy Demigod Returns - The Crazy Demigod Returns chapter 105

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The deformed bastard, who had been given a place to die, continued to speak calmly.

“I am not sure, but I know that the surviving administrative districts in China are less than 20 years old, including Jiji. The lower part has long been forgotten from memory.”

If it’s an administrative district here, I knew about it because I had visited it in the past when Xi Jinping and the standing committee members under him were called and threatened.

In China, there were 33 first-class administrative districts: municipalities, provinces, autonomous regions, and special administrative regions.

This was a role similar to that of special cities and metropolitan governments in Korea.

The payment administrative district he was talking about was a second-class administrative district that played the role of a huge city or province in Korea.

In the past, there were easily over 300 such things in China.

So, according to him, that means that all but 5% or so of it is practically non-functioning, even if you do a rough estimate.

There must have been a lot of mutant creatures as the land was wide, and the situation was much worse than in South Korea, perhaps because the appearance of mutants overlapped.

At least that’s where most of the major cities live.

“What exactly do you mean by surviving?”

In a world like this, it was a very different word depending on the definition.

It could have simply meant a neighborhood where people lived, or it could have meant building a complete power.

“There is a ruling head, and those gathered under it manage it with force.”

I don’t know exactly what it means, but it means it’s closer to the latter of the two.

‘Is it safe to say that there are about 20 places like Sara Autonomous District?’

Of course, just looking at the city of Shenyang, it will not be as peaceful as Sara Autonomous District. It would be much more fist-fighting.

It was more correct to see it as a den of criminal organizations rather than a city inhabited by people.

The Sara Autonomous District was established to create an area that would not produce such dogged scenes even on the verge of the end of the world.

On the other hand, they took and killed and built a castle.

“Of those twenty or so spheres of influence, more than half are managed by us who have received grace. The remaining 30% is still the domain of the awakened people.”

First of all, they were using Beijing, the capital, as their base, and even Shenyang, the city that boasts the greatest prosperity in the northern region, is in their hands.

Of course, it was correct to interpret it as saying that all of China was eaten by variants.

Even if you think conservatively, it is correct to say that it has long been a local power that dominates central and northern China.

“Are they the site of the mutants?”

“sport? can you see anything like that That’s how we first saw the Awoken. But we’re not alone. Because that’s where people live. Even if there are just normal humans or awakened people, they won’t be treated normally.”

Their arms and legs change to those of monsters, and they exhibit physical abilities similar to those of Awakeners, but they were also born human. The behavior patterns of the past will remain.

It was the same as meaning that captives would be mobilized for all activities in life, such as eating, sleeping, and packing.

Naturally, it was difficult to expect more than slavery.

“I’m just the manager of one of the more than 15 arenas here in Shenyang.”

“Do you mean to fall?”

“Well, it’s similar.”

As if he was close to giving up now, he resigned himself and let out a laugh.

“A fifteen-year-old arena manager. And there is a de facto head of the city of Shenyang in Beijing, who seats managers like us. There are dozens of such guys. And on top of that is the real king.”

It did not mean that the fields were divided and divided in a complex way, but that roles were distributed thoroughly in a hierarchical relationship through force.

Rather than a government agency, it will feel more like a criminal organization like the Cougars of the past.

It was the easiest and most efficient composition in an organization where the logic of power works strongly.

A form similar to the Pan continental kingdom, in which dozens of de facto rulers, in the form of grand dukes, reside in Beijing, a city completely devoured by variants, such as the city of Shenyang, and there is a king of all ruling over them.

“Who is he?”

Even if you heard it anyway, you wouldn’t know, but I asked reflexively.

“I do not know either. I’m from Tianjin, so I’ve been to Beijing often, but I’ve never seen or heard of his face or name.”

If their system was similar to that of a criminal organization, it was well worth it.

Originally, the people who had nothing were black, and they often hid themselves when they sat in the back and did their tricks.

The tidying up is over.

“After all, you have to go to Beijing.”

“Yes, whether you want contact or our destruction, to get what you want, go to Beijing first… .”

Kwajik-

“That is a matter for me to judge.”

As promised at the beginning, the cervical spine was crushed at once and sent to the other world without pain.

Next is the guy who looks like a guard.

There wasn’t much to cross-validate.

It was enough to get the assurance that the heads of the variants were concentrated in Beijing.

* * *

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Liao Xun.

He was a person who ran a general store in Tianjin, a satellite city next to Beijing, and was an ordinary petit bourgeois who, starting in 2015, thought he was destined to die or somehow survive due to bad news that occurred 10 years apart.

At least until you believe in God and receive grace from that being called that.

Kwajik-

The second act of life, which I thought was my own way to success, collapsed in vain.

Because of only one Awakener.

The sound of a ball-jointed doll shattering soundlessly hit his ear and at the same time his consciousness flickered.

After covering his nose and mouth for a moment, he heard a buzzing tinnitus that seemed to be making sounds through his mouth, and then a bright light began to shine in front of his eyes.

‘Ahhh… .’

Things like white waves crashing with light filled Liao Xun’s front.

It’s not what you see with your eyes. It could be seen that it was a scene of encountering spiritual contact or something corresponding to it.

‘god… .’

that is god Otherwise, these phenomena that occurred after death would not make sense.

It didn’t matter if it was a repentant Jesus who said he would see the light only after searching, whether it was a Buddhist teaching that led to the world of the Six Paths, or whether it was a real god, not a man-made delusion.

An incomprehensible feeling of receiving something from a higher dimension filled my body, and I didn’t even have time to think about it.

At this moment, it didn’t matter that he cursed God when he couldn’t wake up when the gate broke out, or that he gained strength and followed someone deeply several months ago.

What finally appeared was a pure white space.

The feeling of drifting on the open sea disappeared as if it had been washed away by the overwhelming presence that was immediately felt.

It wasn’t just fear or awe.

abyss. something whose end is unknown. There was no other way to define it.

Even though it was an illusion, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, and even though I didn’t have a body, I felt like my body was full of strength and I was falling out.

Wait for a while to be weighed down by an unprecedented presence in a pure white and sacred space. The main character appeared.

‘That, he… !’

I don’t know his name or last name, but most of those who have already received grace know his face.

There were so many people who saw the face that dozens of portraits were hung in major places in Beijing.

Assumes that anyone who has received grace, including himself, is a god. The person who gave the strength was the owner of the overwhelming presence.

The distance gradually got closer.

I couldn’t tell if Lao Xun was approaching or if an almighty being was approaching.

Finally, the distance between the two was close enough to reach out a hand.

A being called a god who gently looks at him as he swims motionless as if he was bound.

The pure white space and the appearance of the existence, which is no different from the myth, seemed sacred, but the opposite sense of heterogeneity came over Liao Xun.

jjak-

‘huh?’

An unidentified sound followed immediately. Things that should not have been heard clearly came through the dead Liao Xun’s ears.

‘what… How’s it going?’

Tzueoeook-

Jjak-jjak-jjak-

Even for a brief moment of doubt, an unpleasant noise echoed through the space over and over again.

I didn’t imagine going to paradise or going to heaven.

However, since God appeared in a pure white and holy space, I just thought that I was ending my life after experiencing something spiritual.

But I could feel it instinctively. That things different from what you thought are happening now in this space and to you.

He forcibly moved his non-returning vision, and only then did he search for the source of the sound.

Contrary to the full scene unfolding in front, strangely, implicit anxiety was the cause.

From God’s face, still smiling gently, to the surroundings for a moment. Then I turned what could be described as an eyeball under the being’s shoulder.

‘That’s… what… ?’

His vision, which naturally descended, stopped high and stopped near the pit of the stomach.

between the chest and the stomach. To be precise, it was because something was wriggling around the man’s heart.

jjak-

‘A monster, a monster… !’

He didn’t mean to say that he had the ability to change body parts into those of a monster, but that changed the course.

It was dark, shady, and I felt like I couldn’t see even a part of it properly, even though I could see everything.

Should I say it feels like looking at the sole of an elephant right before an ant steps on it.

Starting from the lower half of the body, half of the body had already been eaten by it.

The mysterious black mouth that had risen to his chest before he knew it continued to swallow him. Like eating delicious rice.

The experience that I thought was a holy vision I encountered before dying gradually became tinged with fear and began to feel real.

‘don’t do it! f*ck you, don’t do it!’

I kept shouting, but I couldn’t move or open my mouth to speak.

It just keeps getting eaten while standing.

The moment I recognized it, it was an instant for my chest and shoulders to be eaten. All that remains is the neck and face.

Gradually, Liao Xun’s thoughts changed.

‘Poetry, it’s not God…’ interest is… .’

devil. It was the devil itself, hiding his true face with a brilliant appearance, emitting light to dazzle humans.

An incomprehensible being who approaches the powerless, whispers that he will give them strength, corrupts them, and eventually takes away everything.

He realized then. Perhaps, the culprit behind all this might be the existence right in front of her eyes.

Enemy-

Thus, the human consciousness of Liao Xun was finally completely cut off from offering what he had cultivated to the devil.

And in the same timeline, similar things were being repeated countless times.

* * *

It is the only intact overland road leading to Sara Autonomous District, and the end of the territory that Ha Yeon-woo declared to be his land.

Hundreds of awakened people were gathered near the armistice line, where normally only a few groups of guards would be equipped.

All cougar gang members.

Now, rather than being a former criminal organization, it was located here as a defense force for Sara Autonomous District.

“I mean, they are strange people.”

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Lee Il-hwan, who was excited about what he had to do for the first time in a while, muttered to Jang Won-woo, who was next to him, as if to listen.

“What do you mean?”

“Those guys. Did you know it would turn out like that?”

He pointed with his chin, excited and excited about a battle that might happen after a long time. And the awakened cougars checking their weapons in a nervous state.

Jang Won-woo could easily understand what Lee Il-hwan was saying.

The number one criminal organization in Korea that started out as a neighborhood gangster who wandered around entertainment establishments, grew up eating several organizations after awakening, took control of the illegal distribution market throughout the country, and eventually grew by eating the black market in its infancy.

Blood was always with them, they were always closer to illegal than legal, and they were people who walked a tightrope through frequent betrayal and repeated purges.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he knows best how much dirty work has been done together, as he has built an organization together with a role of using his brain in the middle of it.

Such people were acting to protect something.

Not just the organization and your own family, but including heartfelt and ordinary people who truly follow someone.

In fact, Ha Yeon-woo did not play the role himself.

However, because he belonged to the cougar and because of his small actions, the butterfly effect was revealed as a result of all the members of the organization sincerely trusting and following him.

“Isn’t the boss whining that he comes to eat every day right now?”

It was not much different from Lee Il-hwan, who seemed to have a special feeling.

Although he said that he would often gather at Ha Yeon-woo’s house to dine, avoiding his wife’s nagging and child-rearing stress, as things to do drastically decreased after Sara Autonomous District was created.

‘It’s just nice.’

To Jang Won-woo, it was just an excuse. that’s just good Just as he took Ha Yeon-woo wholeheartedly and fell in love with Jang Bo-ra before he knew it.