192. Things I thought were over (1)
bang! bang bang!! bang–!!
A savage sound, as if hitting iron, resounded through the basement, and then a low-pitched squeaking sound of chains rang out.
Joe breathes heavily.
He wanted to rest for a while, then wiped himself with a towel and went to the safe in one of the basements.
Like, here’s the money. feeling that Actually, it wasn’t too bad.
I’ve put some money in there just in case any thieves come in. Just steal this and go back.
Shh ha ha ha ha.
Joe extracts raw emotions and wraps them around his arms.
The black suit was still limited to the degree of armor, but the black armor was a different story. Thanks to the bloody effort, I was able to wear it crudely all over my arm, and I was able to see the tangible effect.
Joe used the black armor to push the 265 kilogram office safe to the side.
Supportive support…!
The heavy iron moaned and moved slowly.
“Oh, damn it…. It leaves a mark.”
Joe looked at the wall behind the safe, seeing the drag marks on the floor.
There was space.
It was a space made of holes, and there were piles of money sacks that you would see in cheap plays.
The difference is that this one contains real money, which in total amounted to a little over 250 million Randa.
It was an unimaginable amount of money in Zone X, but in fact, it wasn’t a very strange amount.
Black Market Guard, Kell Rebel Hunting with Dave, Jailbreak Season, etc. He earned a lot of money, and he was also quite active in illegal martial arts matches.
Above all else, Joe didn’t spend much other than eating, drinking, work, and paychecks, so there was no big problem and he was able to raise money easily.
This too was pretty awesome.
Considering that there are a lot of people selling everything from hair to toenails disassembled through bitches and gambling in Zone X.
This month, after taking the money bag containing the ‘reimbursement’, Joe moved the safe back into place, rubbed the drag marks with his shoes, and went outside.
It seemed like I had to figure out a way to erase or hide that trace later.
As I climbed up the stairs, I saw the basement and other lights, as well as Sam and Owen, sitting on street chairs, sharpening their guns.
“I’m here?”
“Are you out?”
“Uh, what about the payout?”
“here.”
“I brought some.”
As if they had promised in advance, Sam and Owen held out pockets of money.
Joe said to put it in his pocket for easy carrying and move.
Owen, the youngest, got up abruptly because he was still disciplined, and Sam slowly got up, assembling the gun.
I put the assembled gun inside the coat I bought recently.
It is a military item with bulletproof function, which I bought from a black market. Besides, I also bought a magic bomb, a modified sword-off shotgun, and a submachine gun.
It seemed excessive at first glance, but at the end of the day, the only thing he could trust was his own powerlessness.
On the other hand, Owen only bought the iron-lined armor and his weapon was still an iron rod.
Well, it wasn’t a problem because it was more menacing than a clumsy gun. In terms of strength alone, there was no other guy in this area, including Joe, who could stand up to him.
‘Well····. If Owen used black magic as much as I did, it would be amazing. But it’s not at the level I’m going to teach…’
At that moment, a man flashed through Joe’s mind.
It’s a bit strange, but his black magic skills and teaching skills are also top-notch.
‘No, that’s a bit far.’
“Where are you going?”
Someone spoke to Joe, who was lost in thought. He was a stubborn little boy who lived in the neighborhood.
“I go to work. Little ones?”
“I’m taking a nap. come late?”
“I don’t know.”
At the same time as Joe answered, he took out some bills from his wallet. My income has improved recently, so spending this much was not a big deal.
After all, it was a lot of money and things to see. Although the earning process may sound like shit, a generous wallet was well worth it.
“Buy something to eat here. Don’t go around alone, tell the other guys and go with them.”
“Is everyone busy?”
“If you don’t want to be beaten up by me, I tell you not to gossip and do what you are told to do. What the hell are you doing now?”
“I will find out.”
The kid next door… No, Nico’s sister, who died, answered and took the bill.
Joe stroked the girl’s hair as hard as he could and walked forward.
When he left Joe’s residence, the livable neighborhood suddenly turned into a typical Zone X.
A desolate and dangerous place where it wouldn’t be strange if a madman, a fanatic, a trafficker, a mutant, or an armed robber jumped out of the alley right away.
In fact, there was no such thing.
Even if it has achieved its own ecosystem, Zone X is also one of the zones abandoned by the city.
Outside the community life zone, all kinds of raiders rushed towards their prey.
Joe has been hit a few times. It wasn’t like that since he learned black magic from the boss and made a name for himself in earnest.
“Hey, aren’t you a champion?”
When Joe crossed the center of Sector X and arrived at the loading dock adjacent to the Shem River, someone spoke to him.
Inspired by Noah, he was a smuggler common in this city.
Occasionally, he worked as a water taxi driver delivering people to X and Y areas as a side job.
“I had a bit of fun walking with you in the last game, when are you going to go out again?”
“Don’t go out. Inspiration.”
“why! . . . you earn quite a bit by playing just one game, right?”
“If you don’t do that, you make quite a bit of money.”
As if to prove it, Joe threw a fairly large sum of money at Noah.
With the cost of using the boat and the cost of shutting up, the quick-witted inspiration immediately shut up and drove the boat with Joe’s party.
Like a huge river flowing through a huge city, the Shem River was very wide, so there was no torment.
Every time I pass this dirty brown river that looks like a mixture of dung and filth, I get dizzy.
If you lived near a river, you might understand why children are born with mutations.
This was the reason why I had to pay a lot of money to ride the Noah-inspired boat.
If the ship capsized even once, it would have been fatal. I wanted to use safe transportation even if I paid a high price.
I didn’t want to ruin my body, which was like all my wealth, just to save a few bucks.
“Come on, come… When will you come back?”
The inspiration, who had arrived at the Y area across the street, asked.
He didn’t even give me the option to wait, and Joe didn’t really ask.
Although the rate of raids on smugglers, a safe means of transportation, was small, it was very unsafe in Zone Y.
In fact, I could feel the mutants and poor robbers watching from the piles of rubbish and huts that were no more than piles of rubbish.
Joe talked to Sam a few times and said,
“First of all, come once at six o’clock in the evening. If you don’t show up then, come back the next time around ten o’clock. If you move it at night, I will pay extra.”
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Noah nodded immediately. Zone X is also a zone belonging to Landa, so if the conditions are met, anything is possible.After confirming that Noah had safely left for Zone X on the other side, Joe, Sam, and Owen visited a restaurant inside Zone Y.
It’s time to get used to it, but I haven’t gotten used to it at all.
There’s a crazy person who sets up a restaurant in Y, a really lawless place. But the scariest thing was that the business was doing better than expected.
“hey····. Look over there. Is there a gun workshop owner in Area Y, a zombie weapon dealer, or a mutant trainer?”
Sam whispered. All of them are good business partners who deal with crime firms.
From homemade firearms, to zombies, and even live mutants, they trained and modified them, and sold them outside of Landa, of course.
“What’s going on here?”
A restaurant employee with an X-shaped scar on his face stood in front of Joe and said:
He was wearing a luxurious restaurant uniform, but it didn’t suit him at all. On the contrary, it even gave off a strange atmosphere.
“Did you come here with the scout that the boss ordered last time?”
“There is, too. I’m here to pay the arrears.”
Joe held up a thick pocket of money.
It wasn’t necessarily, but in order to join the fighter crew and learn black magic, he had to pay money. Or do a good job, or raise your reputation to raise the value of your fighter crew’s name.
said the scar on his face.
“Give me the money, and report the mission to me. I’ll tell the boss.”
“Wow, that’s bullshit. Since when did you sit on the top of my head?”
Joe and the scar on the face tensed up and talked to each other.
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Needless to say, the fighter crew was relatively horizontal, and the members of the crew were also dirty, so if they thought they had similar skills, they had no choice but to confront each other.Even the boss, a nobleman, didn’t pay much attention to this… Sometimes I even encouraged it.
Anyway, Joe and Scar looked at each other silently, and then Scar let out a sigh and opened her mouth again.
“There seems to be a misunderstanding, but the boss is dating someone right now. Don’t let anyone in.”
“······??”
It was the first time this had happened, so Joe frowned. It wasn’t a lie when I saw what he was saying.
“Who do you want to meet?”
“Well, I only saw foreigners with a squint.”
“foreigner?”
“Yes, foreigners. I thought they were Gallos.”
***
As always, Oliver went home from work at the tower.
To be honest, there was nothing great about leaving work.
You can just sit and read a book and then leave when the time comes. There was no bullying as Kevin said.
After that, the thought of using the Matop-Elemental School library and getting paid, somehow made me feel sorry for him.
The only thing that made me feel good was cleaning the staff room on the first day of work or explaining a girl’s class schedule.
As for the explanation, I haven’t been informed of the details yet, so all I had to do was ask the professor.
FYI, I talked to Kevin about him, but he only showed shivering emotions.
“Well, there must be a reason.”
Oliver spoke to himself, and completely pushed the events of the tower from the side of his head.
It was my first job in Yangji, and thank you for letting me into the tower. I thought I would work hard, but if I were to prioritize, Oliver’s own work was the most important.
After all, he had done his job, so Oliver decided to focus on his job instead of wasting his time with unanswered questions.
For example, the devil’s book.
Oliver had read the book in his spare time, suffering from eye and head pain, and had read it thoroughly.
The structure of the book is divided into three main parts.
An overview section with a brief description of the devil.
The main body explaining the demons in detail. (Yes, a page or two.)
And it was the last part where an unknown word was written without lines or standards.
It was better than not seeing it, but honestly, there wasn’t much to learn from this book.
Except for the 72 demon lords, the demon lord, and the old man on horseback.
Then, I thought that there might be a secret in this book, just as Merlin found a hidden secret in Adri’s journal.
So, Oliver tried to give the emotion he bought at the black market, or even to give him magic.
There was no change, though.
After work, I fell into the thought that there were no secrets in this book, and then I suddenly had a question, and I decided to try it now.
Oliver sat down in the basement and focused his attention on his eyes.
A warlock’s vision that weakens the general vision and pierces through emotions.
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Nothing happened.However, Oliver did not give up, focused more on his eyes, and fluttered the book.
My eyes hurt and I had a headache. But he didn’t give up.
It may be in vain, but it was because I wanted to give up after trying as much as possible.
pallang. pallang. pallang.
Oliver stared at the book in front of him, turning into a dark vision in which he felt nothing but emotions.
It’s been a while since I’ve tried to focus on my eyes like this, so it was quite awkward and hard.
Each time I turned the book, the burden increased.
For some reason, seeing the black magic’s eyes, I felt more tired.
Shin-wook-shin. As Oliver’s eyes began to hurt as if being stabbed with a small needle, Oliver felt something small change. That small change…
-beep! beep! beep! beep!
A ringing sound from a communication device that pierces your ear.
Unknowingly, Oliver relaxed his eyes and looked at Forest’s dedicated communication device.
Something went awry and unraveled.
“······Forrest-sama? ····Yes, fold. now? ·····No, no. I’m busy, but I’m fine now. ····Yes? Yes. Okay. Well then, we’ll be there soon. Yes.”