Auto Hunting

Hawaiian Islands.

A small shop on the coast of Honolulu Island.

“Phew.”

Connie, the clerk, who just finished setting up the umbrella and tidying up the bar, wiped his forehead lightly.

Good weather. Good temperature. Good morning.

The beach was still, except for a few surfers who had forgotten about the morning breeze and even drowsiness.

The girl loved this time.

Brightness of the morning, and cloudiness that remains uncrossed.

If you're watching waves and horizons as they foam down there...

“Huh?"

Connie's eyes, which were loosely opened, became tense.

On the other side of the ocean.

Above the sky, something was falling towards the sea level.

“Birds?”

Like the natives who spent generations in the highlands and the sea, she also had excellent vision.

Phew!

I didn't hear a sound.

You can see it clearly as if something fell and fried a waterfall.

It's too heavy to be a bird.

What if I am?

Connie shakes his head and looks up at the sky.

Airplanes.

Or satellites.

I thought that something that was flying in the sky might have scattered the parts to the sea because of the accident.

But the sky was clean.

“What the...”

Tilting his elongated head,

Connie turns his eyes back to the sea.

And he doubted his eyes.

‘What fell over the sea’ was coming this way.

From the point of the blizzard, it was cutting through the surface and approaching the beach.

It's been a short time.

Whew.

One figure walked over the white sand beach near Connie.

It certainly wasn't a bird.

It wasn't a plane, it wasn't a satellite.

“Sa, man?! ”

Late twenties.

If I was a little older, would I be in my early thirties?

An Asian man with impeccable stamina and perfect body.

It's funny.

For a moment, the identity of the man Connie thought of was:

“Extraterrestrial…”

Second of all, where did you fall?

Until Connie's discovery, the height at which a man was falling was not at all humanly feasible.

Connie grabs his phone.

Where do I report this? The police?

But what about the phone number?

But Connie couldn't do it.

It's because the man who wandered around the beach for a while walked to Connie's tavern.

Other than Connie, it was a beach with people, but no one saw him strangely or surprised.

It was because he had not seen the fall of the man.

“Huff.......”

I feel weak in my hand holding my phone.

Connie can see the man standing right in front of him.

Surprisingly,

It's too global to be an alien. It's a figure.

Except that he was soaked in water, he was just an Asian man who could be seen anywhere in Hawaii.

Sporty, well-groomed hair and casual up-and-down clothing.

It just didn't look so good.

The accident was injured.It's a bit far from here.

Rather exhausted, or I'd have to say exhausted.

The sturdy legs seem to tremble a little while being hit with a club.

Like an athlete who just finished a marathon.

“....... ”

The man raises his hand.

Connie flinched for a moment.

The point was the menu board in front of the counter.

The chalk shaped beverages were filling the chalkboard with the price.

“No, non-alcoholic pina coladas? The price is the same as Rum. ”

Not courage.

Connie is unconscious as a hospitality worker.

A little Tum raises his head and the man nods.

“Four dollars. Do you need anything else? ”

“....... ”

“Excuse me?"

“Wait.”

Awkward,

The words only came out of the man's mouth.

“Wait, let me see more. ”

Only then did Connie realize that men don't speak English.

The man took out his phone.

Connie recognizes how clumsy it can be, and that it's a dedicated device for hunters.

"Ah! You were a hunter…"

No matter how many hunters fall from the sky without me, I have never heard of them.

But being a hunter to the common man was a magic word that convinced people to do more than they thought.

The tension in the girl's mind melted away like snow.

Instead, there was a slight palpitation.

There were hunters in Hawaii, but few have ever seen one this close.

One more meal menu and the man opened the card holder on his phone and took out his visa card.

Whilst doing the calculations,

Connie looked at the name on the front of the card.

Oh Yusung.

Is that an adult written on the front? ’

After the man takes a glass of ice water and approaches a parasol, Connie recalls his name for a long time.

Oh Yusung, Oh Yooseong, Yooseong....

“Ah!”

...

I didn't need a straw.

Yooseong inhaled the water in a glass full of ice.

The 2000cc glass, which holds Bondi beer, was stripped of all the water in the blink of an eye.

Start with the throat.

A refreshing feeling that cools to the top.

“Pa-ha...! ”

After a short sigh, Yooseong even took out the ice in the cup and began chewing.

It was crazy even if I thought about it now.

“Crossing the Atlantic Ocean with Churyongbo. ”

Self-reflecting laughter.

It wasn't just impulsive.

Another increase in his CE by absorbing the lower back.

I did not hear the change directly with the correct numbers, but I definitely heard the feeling that my core ‘changed.’

I needed to practice how to deal with it on my own, without using auto hunting.

Uxin-

“......! ”

I just moved my butt a little bit on the chair.

Excruciating pain that resonates throughout the lower back.

It was an unexpected result, even as a meteor.

The aftermath of CE ejected from both legs, while casting the Churyongbo, weighs heavily on the muscles beyond the three veins.

A phenomenon unlikely to occur to ordinary hunters, leaving their proficiency.

The reason was simple.

The body of a tightly trained hunter.

Usually, the sinews scream before the muscles, and therefore the error is not allowed to be used before the muscles are under pressure.

However, Yooseong's veins are different.

The flow of CE flowing through the body after taking the diaphragm was never harmful.

"Since I woke up, I haven't really quantified and seen it... but I think I have CE in my core, which is a little less than 100,000." ’

Judging by its capacity, it was only a medium-sized hunter.

However, due to the constantly regenerating nature of CE, the use of meteorite errors is the way that more than half of its capacity is emitted in a heartbeat.

Even a hunter with hundreds of thousands of cores will not experience the periodic release of 10,000 CE over an extended period of time.

In fact, the whole time we've been here, the meteors have been speeding through the air with as much CE as they can.

Pain came first when the GPS just crossed the East Sea.

Even meteorites accustomed to muscle pain suffered so much pain that they had to endure by pressing their exhaling moans.

Even after hours of training, the muscles on his legs seemed to be weakened like when he was a regular person two years ago.

The whole way to Hawaii, Yooseong had been submerged in the surface of the sea several times.

After floating for about an hour on the sea to ease the pain, and when the winter pain subsides, I can once again climb up and run out of the sky.

‘I need to rest. This is not about willpower. If we do more work here, there will definitely be unnecessary damage. ’

Even if it was an automatic hunt, it was the limit and stopped the body of the meteor.

I knew very well how it felt to stand at the border, because he had done so many exercises with automatic hunting.

Hydrates and nourishes.

I needed at least a day's sleep.

Well, we narrowed it down a lot faster than waiting for a plane, so if we could just get a seat on the beach and get a short nap, that would be fine...

Sadly,

“....... ”

Yooseong was not in an easy state to fall asleep.

Because of the pain?

That's right.

At least half.

After returning from the rift, there was some anxiety that had settled in the heart of Yooseong through various operations and havings.

What you can do.

I wonder if training myself to use autohunting has become meaningless.

In any way, the body of Yooseong did not grow any longer with simple training.

In addition to Lost Meteors, it's a dilemma faced by many hunters.

Those who scrub their bodies diligently without trying to seduce them.If the path to go on is no more, it's no good.

Of course, he was able to be strong by injecting CE and acquiring new technologies.

The pedestrians who walked until two days ago were also struggling for them.

Even so,

One of the roads I was walking on was blocked, giving him a little closure.

But now I've found that clue.

Muscular pain.

It's evidence of a shortage.

It was also a restoration of growth.

The promise that if you overcome this, your body will grow more.

‘I still have room to grow up. ’

It was clear what to do next.

Trains the body with repeated releases.

so that the body becomes increasingly dull and, furthermore, completely unaffected by the reactions that it is experiencing.

Moreover, the core of the asteroid will continue to expand.

The amount of CE released and the burden on the muscles will increase proportionately.

‘It's not just the legs. Training to release errors across the body, including both arms. ’

The heat was too hot to forget the accumulated fatigue in his eyes.

Excited to be full of heart.

In humans who are already Yooseong, the process to reach the destination was just as important as the purpose itself.

Dark-

“I have the menu I ordered. ”

If it weren't for the waitress putting down drinks and meals, she might have even forgotten to rest now.

Yooseong raised his head.

And I saw it.

“...? ”

A thick meteor macaque pushed out towards himself.

When I looked up a little, I saw the shy girl's face.

“Epic Sexy HunterGuy! Right? I saw it on MiTube!”

“....... ”

It is because he is conscious of Yooseong. Slowly, he says in the correct syllable.

Then I realized the meaning of Yooseong Maca.

“... where do I go? ”

“Here!”

Boldly, the girl stretched out the bottom of her white t-shirt.

Naturally, the chest is lowered further and is not viewable (?) Even if it wasn't enough, there was a pretty embarrassing scene as a meteor in front of my eyes...

Yooseong turned his head slightly and signed.

“Thank you! Would you mind taking a picture? ”

“......... Yes. ”

The expression of the female attendant was so hot, it was a bit shaky.

"Epic... what?" ’

I knew about it roughly.

I had never searched on the internet, but once I thought of Yooseong, there was nothing strange about his actions spreading beyond Korea.

It was just awkward.

Among the hunters, he is a person of interest and celebrity... but the "star" that the public treated him as was still a bit of a pervert.

overseas, not in Korea.

With the phone with the picture taken, the girl went back to her work in a daze.

I wanted to stay with him more, but there were a lot of people in front of the store.

I was about to start my meal with a fork.

“....... ”

I suddenly realized Yooseong.

One morning, the sun came back to me.

The beach was crowded.

And then...

Half the beach is surrounded by shops.

“That's him, isn't it? ”

“Yes! Someone who saves people in Japan and sets an example for politicians! ”

“Even in China...”

“My cousin's a big fan of his...”

The store was full in the blink of an eye.

People who all look at Meteor once, or approach it and ask politely to take a picture.

While Yooseong took a picture and signed it, he quickly regained his mind and raised his hands to take a gesture that there was another business.

But nonetheless,

Rather, he showed such a gesture.

Jubbuck-

There was a man approaching the meteor in a loud step.

I sat down in front of him, leaning over the chair without his permission, and I shot him with pretty fierce eyes.

“That guy……! ”

The watchers raised their voices.

“It's ali 'i! ”

“Oh, is that the hunter? Representative of Kohala Company? ”

There was a clear difference in the degree of surprise.

Curious eyes, whistling little whistles, mostly visitors to the island.

On the other hand, Hawaiian people were looking at the man in front of Yooseong with a clear admiration and admiration.

The man called Ali was a Samoan.

Dry muscles that look big on brown skin, but do not feel like they have spread out as widely as in the normal image. It would be best to compare it to a basketball player.

All skin, including both forearms, was covered in gorgeous tattoos.

Perhaps the same fireworks are spread under the clothes you are wearing.

"That tattoo..."

Oddly enough,

I felt a small amount of CE following the shape of the tattoo on the skin.

He never raised the error.

Like a hunter's core, the tattoo itself serves as a kind of storage for CE.

“I know who you are. ”

Ali opened her mouth.

“Excellent hunter. ”

Watchers kill their breath.

“But we, this land, don't need you. ”

There was a long sigh in the line of dialogue about defeat.

Now everyone was waiting for the next ambassador of Yooseong.

And it was like this:

“Me.”

A little bit.

A disgraced voice approaches the chief.

“English. I'm not good at it. Sorry."

“....... ”

“.......... ”

Next moment.

A man named Ali's face turned red.

A large number of spectators burst into laughter and enveloped the crowd.