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Auto Hunt By Myself, 155 Coins

“This is...”

Los Angeles.

Santa Monica Beach.

Checking your location on your phone.

Yooseong stepped on two legs on the white sand.

“...... Did that just happen to be me? ”

“From his sky...”

“Are you a hunter?”

Citizens who were enjoying writing on the beach saw the meteor and caused a commotion without you.

Yooseong didn't care much.

There was still a way across California for him to get to Nevada…

The two legs of Yooseong crossed over the white sand with ordinary steps, not Churyongbo.

‘The state is wider than South Korea. ’

It was said that the location and detailed information, including the location, would be provided when he arrived.

‘Even the bastards who gave me my phone number figured out I was in Hawaii, so if you wait, they'll pick me up. ’

You don't have to spread the word "mysterious flying creatures" all over California.

After a short walk on the white sand, you can see the cafes stretching out onto the terrace facing the sea.

It wasn't all that crowded because it was time.

Yooseong went inside by choosing the cafe that looked like his favorite. I finished my spell with a stutter and went to the corner table.

It's time to review the strategy.

Before Yooseong suddenly left Korea,

He talked to Chae Shin-young.

- It's not about closing the crack. I don't think I'm the only one who can do it. I think this is happening because I made a judgment call.

- What does that mean?

Without answering Chae Sin-young, what happened (?) Yooseong, but not just to confuse her.

Whatever crisis America is in right now,

It should not be a problem that can only be solved by 'Yooseong,’ but it should be seen.

Other countries had no reason to be particularly afraid of rock cracks, as the United States did.

In addition to the PRC, the Special Guard operates hunters without any pressure due to the recent emergence of rifts.

The key is science, not technology.

Because a hunting culture that was more focused on the equipment that made the individual, rather than the physical one, put the United States into a position where there was no opponent in terms of quantity.

The plans that presumed to be made in Hawaii were also grounds for such speculation.

Hawaiian salamanders are dangerous monsters.

No matter how blind he was to his profits, he was ready and confident to face the relentless influx of Hawaiian salamanders.

No,

‘Even if a monster of the White Clan comes out, it won't be a problem. ’

Of course, without him, Hangwang International would have been wiped out.

But it was purely a question of sheep and quality.

If all of Seoul's platinum-grade hunters came and hunted the White Backs, it would have been a sacrifice, but it would have been impossible to catch White Backs.

It's amazing that Yooseong did it alone.

Anyway, it wasn't impossible.

Especially in America.

‘If it hasn't been known to the public so far, it's a remote, unpopular desert area or a small village. Moreover, unlike other countries, the National Guard has been deployed to support the hunt. ’

With this, there is no need to be more strictly Yooseong.

If only I could find one….

"Size."

No matter how low the combat strength of Yooseong is, it will be hit by the world's leading ‘team’.

In other words, if you have that kind of number, you can rival meteorites.

There was definitely a difference.

Like, for example, dive. ’

Or, if the beast to be caught is' a small, swift and combat force ', the power spread by numbers is at risk of being divided into separate factions.

However,

There are tens of thousands in China.

There is Lee Jae Hak in Korea, the barren country.

Of course, there would be a 'single’ in the United States, but Yooseong guessed the answer would be there.

‘We need to put in that type of situation, but the situation is so severe that we can't do it quickly. So you're gonna spend a lot of money trying to use me as a Mormoth. ’

Or...

‘I've already put in such a valuable talent. ’

I thought there might be a hint that the contract money and the special reward that it provides, in addition to hunting monsters.

First and foremost, we need to stay awake.

It will be difficult to see that a country called the United States employs Yooseong with special malice.

But Yooseong collided with some of the worst in Hawaii.

Voluntarily or deliberately, fighting is inevitable.

Plus...

‘I came all the way here to fuck the nobles of my country. ’

Even if it's not a conflict in Hawaii,

Yooseong already knew.

When a large corporation, such as a corporation or a country, has any relationship with an individual.

Even if they change their minds and flip the game first, it is always personal to put them in the position of 'opposing the flow’ evil.

If I had listened to him quietly in Hawaii, would he have been able to relax on American soil without worrying?

"No."

In the beginning, the phone number of Yooseong leaked out.

Of course, it may mean that he is a person worthy of such secrecy.......

In the end, Yooseong is an individual.

Dwarves who are judged to be unable to resist large flows.

Since when?

He was feeling it clearly.

As a freelance hunter in the industry,

A foreigner expelled from another land.

as opposed to the will of power and capital.

Faced with these inconsistencies that even when you first started hunting, you never could have imagined.

I realized Yooseong.

That he really hates it.

Rather than feeling it when I was a powerless socialite, I didn't have to.

Always.

Yooseong was the best person he believed in.

He was the man who had to get rid of the wall that prevented it somehow.

No,

No matter how thick or large the wall is.

“Hey.”

The shadow falls over the table, gazing silently.

I brought the coffee and sandwiches that the waitress ordered.

“If you don't mind, could you sign it? ”

Rather than a horse,

When the waitress saw the shy napkins and ballpoint pens, she understood what he meant.

I wrote a cool name in the handwriting, and Yooseong also felt good when the woman laughed.

The coffee was delicious.

Yooseong picked up a sandwich.

The cafe was quiet and open enough to enjoy the breeze and the scenery of the beach, even in the presence of meteors.

Far away.

Looking at the surfers surging over the waves, Yooseong chewed a mouthful of sandwiches and asked.

Dinner that nobody interferes with.

It's been like that for 10 minutes.

“Phew.”

Cut off the last bite of the sandwich and wipe off the coffee with your lips and hands.

“It's delicious, really. ”

Suddenly Yooseong muttered.

I realized right after.

This short meal just now.

Maybe the last two years.

It was the only meal I could have enjoyed purely without thinking.

No plans, no calculations, no commitments.

Delightful scenery and relaxing zeal.

“....... ”

First steps in America.

Is it because of that beautiful, exotic view of the beach?

Or the café vibe?

Because of the great coffee and sandwiches?

Or two hours ago,

Whether it's because he was inadvertently sobbing in Hawaii or because no one understands him.

Maybe a little.

Maybe I'm just a little tired.

The best hunter in Korea.

A national hero who saved countless lives and recovered both the Taj and Taj.

Some of the great titles that were left in the heart of Yooseong against the reign and power must have felt tired.

But until two years ago,

He was a normal young man.

I used to manage groceries every day, tidy up tables, and dream of a humble future where I would one day own my own shop.

That young man,

Just a moment. Maybe he just put up a little button in his mind that's been moving the meteor ever since.

Zek-

Finish what's left of your mouth with your tongue.

Yooseong woke up.

“Thank you for your meal. Thank you."

I didn't understand him, but I smiled at the napkin signed by the waitress who only understood that it was a greeting.

Just before I left the store,

He turned his head and looked at the terrace again.

The landscape he saw while eating.

You can still see the beach from the cafe.

Like you'll never see me again.

The young man in my mind had already disappeared.

Only a pure question remained.

‘Indeed.'

That scene,

Not what I saw, but what I was staring at a few minutes ago.

Will I ever be able to go through that again?

And it was like this question.

If one day you really don't have to go any further.

‘Can you stop? ’

He asked himself a question.

Soon, the answer to the question came quietly.

Yooseong left the cafe.

...

I didn't even have to walk a block.

Streets open behind the beach.

I saw a black sedan waiting for me.

The same black SUVs are piled up and down to the left/right side of the sedan, showing the clean sheen that just came out of the factory.

Given the time of his arrival, it was a really quick response.

Or... keep an eye on the location of the meteor.

“Nice to meet you.”

What he said in Korean was a man standing above India in front of the sedan.

It seemed that he was the head of the people who came out to meet him.

Yooseong approached him.

He was a young, handsome white boy.

He is a little short, but taller than Yooseong. The blonde comb on an angled face was creating an image of a very typical American beauty that foreigners thought of.

“Nice to meet you. I'm Denise Wilder, deputy vice president of the United States of America. ”

The interpreter stood next to him and told him that he could not speak Korean.

Dennis Wilder was quite polite.

It seemed shy. If you think about it, I was old enough to be young, and there were a lot of people who regarded him as a sports star.

“Welcome to the United States. ”

Yooseong nodded without a word.

Wilder reaches out his other hand.

“Personally, it's an honor. ”

“....... ”

However,

Yooseong didn't hold his hand.

“Yooseong? ”

A confused interpreter suggested that he didn't know Wilder's intentions because of his cultural differences….

Of course he knew.

I'm not an idiot.

Who doesn't know how to shake hands?

However,

“What's your name again? ”

I just laughed.

No ridicule, but genuine pleasure.

Wilder seems embarrassed to be asked about the meteor.

The young man seemed somewhat frightened.

“My name is... Dennis Wilder. Well, if you're offended that I came to see you, I apologize. The Vice President was supposed to meet him in person, but it was urgent.

I had to prepare… ”

“You really don't understand a word. It wasn't a concept. It was really unclean. ”

Cook, Cook, Cook.

Yooseong turns to the translator, not Wilder.

“Go ahead. ”

“Yes?”

“Go ahead, you don't need to. ”

Before the translator even reacts to what he says,

“Isn't that right?"

Meteor saw Wilder again.

“You don't need an interpreter."

“......?! ”

“So I'm guessing you had a good talk with me on the phone just yesterday. That's cheap.

There's no way a voice modulator has a high-performance translator on it. ”

Now I'm smiling face to face.

“Now, I'm going to ask you again. What's your name?"

Yooseong said.

Not Alex Wilder.

Eugene O'Neill.

He's the one who called him from Hawaii.

To a fool who can't understand a word.

“Did you think I wouldn't notice, you idiot?"

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