The Crazy Demigod Returns - The Crazy Demigod Returns chapter 89

Paek Kun-woo

Paik Kun-wu is not the only one who felt this.

Even though Ha Yeon-woo didn’t say anything, he was showing his determination not to move on to the next step unless he annihilated the people here.

“It must be such a world… It is difficult to expect good behavior from people with the simple proposition of what not to do… .”

Paik Kun-wu stuttered his words and lowered his eyes.

On the surface, everyone here was an ordinary petit bourgeois.

It’s not even an Awakener, which occurs in one out of 60 people. Just ordinary people you see everywhere.

Even if he was not filled with a sense of mission, as a result, many of Paik Kun-wu’s life lived while saving these people.

Even if he knew that he had sold his family, it couldn’t be easier said than done to kill dozens of such people at once.

Even if I was long, I was just a kid who had never killed a single person.

Tendons sprouted in the hand holding the sword, and the sound of gripping the grip echoed through the lobby.

His pupils shook endlessly as he raised his head and looked at Ha Yeon-woo, as if he was looking for a sliver of hope.

“Baek Kun-woo.”

“… yes.”

“Let me give you one piece of advice to help you make a choice.”

“… Please tell me.”

As if the crowd around them had been erased, a conversation between the two of them began.

“In the world, there is a clear division between the irreversible and the irreversible.”

I don’t know if the appearance of reciting an ideal theory was unexpected, or if it was because I was vaguely aware of the content, or if I was immersed in trying to break through the confusion, but I heard a pretty sincere answer.

“Aren’t they written in a collection of sayings… ? Time gone, trust lost, words spoken, opportunities missed cannot be undone. Well, something like this. I’ve seen it too. Only when social media is fine.”

Generation is generation, so he immediately recalled the content.

However, what Ha Yeon-woo wanted to say was not a story in a self-help book that only edited short stories of success by weaving only good-looking words.

“That is bullsh*t.”

“dog sound… Say?”

“Lossed trust can be regained with time and more trust, and no apology is enough for what has been said. Opportunity is an invisible illusion, both before and after it is missed, and it always comes back in a different kind.”

“Then what the hell… .”

“death. That is the only truth that humans can never turn back.”

Of course, he knew that there were minorities who went against the major premise, and he wanted to take that position himself.

At least, that wasn’t the case for them.

From Sara Autonomous District, where he first encountered him, Paik Kun-wu’s appearance continued to overlap with his past self.

He looked like an idiot who looked at everything in the world with complacency and benevolence, saying that he had little strength.

Even though it was clear that he would have died along with himself on the continent of hallucinations.

“The mind that pushes someone to death. death as a result of that. I can undo and fix everything else, but I can’t do these two things. what… I don’t know if it’s like a god.”

So, I wanted to become a god-like adjuster. Although I didn’t know how to do it yet, I was wandering inside the board he created like a joke.

I turned my attention to the trash who were busy swallowing and shaking their backs.

“The reason why you waste time here and now worrying like an idiot is because of your inner conviction that your parents are alive and well and protected.”

“that… .”

“But that doesn’t change the fact that these guys had the will to kill and drove your parents to their deaths. It is just a result.”

Whether the Justice Guild offered a deal or they brought it first, it wasn’t sold out to decide what the two couples would face.

If he had been human enough to care about that, he wouldn’t have gotten involved and kicked him out in the first place.

So close.

distant past. If it wasn’t just a common farmer’s head in a remote territory of the kingdom, if he was a being who couldn’t be treated carelessly, even if he didn’t want to be known, like Paik Geon-wu here.

If that were the case, my wife and daughter would not have suffered or died so vainly.

I wouldn’t have shook hands with my family even if I was worried about the repercussions that would follow.

“The reason your parents are alive is by no means because their actions didn’t go too far. It’s just that circumstances and luck matched at the right time.”

He acted quite differently than usual.

Rather than getting information and killing everyone, Paik Kun-woo was given a chance to choose.

to act on their own.

Although he had a place to go right away, and it was annoying to hesitate, he nevertheless treated Paik Kun-woo with an action close to persuasion.

Because these guys put a lot of importance on influence, and they liked it.

It was never an existence that was simply suppressed and followed.

everything was necessary.

“I have no intention of saving my life, whether it be an ordinary old man, a 10-year-old child, or a passing dog if I shine my life on myself, my family, or the people within my fence.”

I stared at his quivering pupils.

“Because I lost everything while living like an idiot like you, saying that being good is good.”

It was the first time.

Aside from his father, he talked about the loss he experienced on the Pan continent, albeit roughly.

It was something neither Na Sang nor Jang Won Woo had heard.

Right now at this moment. It was because he was thinking of making a decision that would change his life because of Paik’s judgment.

A bunch of small goals. It was all of Ha Yeon-woo right now that they gathered and ultimately revived the family.

Neither the power of the gods nor the Adjusters are all processes.

A firm resolution or resolution was a luxury.

The moment you realize you can do it. For Ha Yeon-woo, it was just something he had to do. Like living and breathing.

I’ve been thinking through a series of processes since the disaster.

And the other conclusion is that the current earth is not a desirable environment for a family to live.

A world in which dying and dying became natural. A trashy environment where such things happen openly in the sun.

A primitive world in which moral and scientific civilizations declined and collapsed, whether the Adjuster wanted it or not.

If you can’t see the way to the tuner right now, wouldn’t it be possible to correct that first?

Well, there was nothing to say about kimchi soup. Originally, when there is a goal, there are things that accompany it.

And Paik Kun-wu was not bad to use as one of the main characters in the world. No, he’s a guy who maintains such an optimistic personality in the current world, and he’s a strong man who rises to the top.

His public reputation was consistently good before and now, and he even became young and compliant.

‘It would be virtually impossible to find someone better than this.’

“It is a human to die by being stabbed with a small nail. Without such a human being, an eagle would have no enemies even if it hid its claws.”

The contents of the front and back contained meanings that were not related at all.

The first was personal advice, and the second was words that expressed expectations for him in the future.

I don’t know if he understood the real meaning, but Paik Geon-wu lowered his gaze again and stared at the dead old man with his neck bent at a right angle.

While listening to Ha Yeon-woo’s words, the eyes that gradually changed were changed to those that had become determined.

At the end of his gaze, a human group of trouble was unfolding.

A middle-aged man who peed his pants after seeing the dead old man.

A middle-aged woman looking up at the sky like a madman and speaking in tongues after being found to have participated in the agitation.

A young man with scarred hands as if he had already had a lot of fights, or a young woman praying with her hands folded as if she didn’t know anything.

And now. Even the person who feels the momentum of Paik Kun-woo, who has changed significantly, and runs away to run away from the building door.

Soon, Paik Kun-wu’s sword was swung.

squeak-

As if to represent his character and mind, the man who had just cut his neck neatly without any superfluities and was in the same position as he was running.

Cheolpuduck-

A shabby face and blood staining the floor.

Soon, the people’s clamor grew several times louder.

“Ahhh… i will die… You will die!”

“Huh… sorry. please help me… .”

“Let us not fall into trouble… .”

And there was also an old man crawling on the floor, weeping profusely.

An old woman with a long floor overcame the fear of death and came to the feet of Paik Kun-wu, demonstrating her survival instinct.

“We couldn’t help it either. I knew what would happen if I was dragged away… I’m sorry bachelor… Sorry. huh?”

Paik Kun-woo, who had been watching the scene, opened his mouth.

“… Don’t apologize. A mere verbal apology that cannot be compensated is taken only when it can be forgiven.”

It was not known which of the words he had spoken caused a change of heart. Also what was the point.

However, Paik Kun-wu, who unconditionally felt repulsed by the fact that he harmed the weak, no longer existed.

“There will be no pain.”

Starting with the old woman, his eyes shone brightly as he looked around at dozens of people lying on the floor.

* * *

Former Dong-A University campus in Seo-gu, Busan.

Thanks to those who were determined to survive until the moment they died, a fair amount of information was accumulated.

Enough to find Paik’s parents right away.

Not only did the Justice Guild occupy the southern part of Busan, but the campus became their new home.

So, from the building in Saha-gu, I was guided by Paik Kun-wu straight away and came here.

“It is too quiet.”

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Like his words, the word silence is more suitable for the atmosphere.

I wasn’t talking about ordinary people. I ran into quite a few while heading here, and there seemed to be hundreds of people working like housekeepers on campus.

However, all of them are ordinary people.

They were non-awakened people who voluntarily joined or were dragged in to do labor under the guarantee of minimum safety.

“It seems that the conflict earlier was a larger-scale battle than I thought.”

“The situation should have been over… .”

From the time I first entered Busan and heard the crash, to the time I finished the building and arrived here, it took about tens of minutes.

In the meantime, the son-in-law had already become calm. means everything is over.

A loose environment where the Awakeners escape like the ebb and flow, and even if two strangers wander around, they are not even alerted.

It was a proof that it was worth mobilizing power.

“There is no way that the two forces will self-destruct side by side… .”

When my thoughts reached that point, a large number of figures were caught inside the gigam.

It was less than Shaolin, but a presence that ranks first among those who have felt it on Earth.

And thousands of lesser but irritating figures.

All of them were Awoken.

Rather than striding in one’s own territory, it is an extremely strategic and vigilant movement.

Even the language of another country that I heard the last time I was caught in the visual sphere.

All of that became information and allowed me to figure out what was going on.

“It wasn’t a territorial dispute between the guilds.”

The Awoken troops, who are not returning after victory, no matter who sees it.

“The enemy.”

Paik Kun-wu also hurriedly prepared for battle.

“You go in.”

“yes? me too… .”

“Whether you help or not, the result is the same anyway. Find it and bring it to me at that time. Because time is wasted.”

The early spring sun was already setting.

So far, I’ve been using my time within the scope of my plans, but it’s better not to waste any more if I want to return to my goal before the sun rises tomorrow morning.

“thank you.”

Paik Kun-wu, who bowed his head in greeting, disappeared into the campus and a while later.

A confrontation between thousands of troops and one man, led by a scarred middle-aged man, took place.

* * *

A campus adjacent to a wide boulevard.

In order to pass through the main gate, I had to pass the stairs reminiscent of a hill, and Ha Yeon-woo was blocking the stairs.

A wide staircase that could accommodate twenty people even if they moved side by side.

It was absurd to say that he was blocking it, but at least it was so in the eyes of Kimura, who is no different from the current head of the Self-Defense Forces.

It was because there was only one figure blocking her from entering what the adjutant described as a campus.

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Looking down on them from the top of the high stairs.

Thousands of Awoken, including military personnel.

The purpose of the move is to obliterate any visible Awoken. It was to cut the buds of conflict before completely absorbing the area.

Most of the combatants of the hostile forces have already died, and since they moved while massacring the hidden or remaining Awakeners, it was no different from an unpredictable process.

“That… what?”