Chapter 3 – Burnout syndrome (3)

“If it’s a reward, how?”

Etrella decided to reveal her secret that her wanted rating would rise to several levels at once if she made a reckless disclosure to such a peripheral intellectual.

“Do you know why there are so many criminals on Earth?!”

He jiggled his chin as if he was telling her to say more.

“Because the world’s leading fortune teller foretold it! At the farthest peripheral level, there is a soul fragment sown by the worst criminal in history on the run!”

It was a secret most people on Earth don’t know at all.

“And I have the transcript of the Prophet!”

Etrella continued in a hurry.

“There’s a detailed hint in the transcript explaining where the soul is hidden! If I sell this, the bounty hunters will line up for it! If you promise to save me, I’ll give you this…

“What if I get it and try to sell it back to someone? The committee will put me on the wanted list. I’m going to cost a lot more than you do now.”

“……”

The last attempt to get out of the situation through fraud was unsuccessful.

“I’ve heard a lot of nonsense.”

“?!”

At that moment, Etrella forgot to breathe and looked at Min-Joon. It was his left hand where her eyes were glued.

Definitely, the hand that has changed like a dried and twisted bark returned to normal for a moment when the black magic was activated.

“Nonsense!”

No human being could do such a thing by her common sense. The vitality offered through black magic can’t be restored. This was a natural providence like the truth that the dimension system constantly expands, and the new world continues to be born without stopping.

Humans know the unknown knowledge and even ignore the shackles of black magic.

Only then did Etrella knew that her opponent was not an ordinary earthman.

“This can’t happen. You’re…”

I feel despair in my eyes.

“What kind of race are you?”

Min-Joon mumbled in a sour voice.

“I don’t know.”

Intuitionally aware of something, Etrella stared overhead.

Quang!

The shadow monster stroke as if he was hammering.

The world she embraced with her eyes disappeared into the darkness with a thud.

*

He looked down at the dead alien whose head turned to blood.

As Min-Joon assured, Noh Kyung-gu was never going to break the old woman’s head since Min-Joon replaced that job instead.

‘Oh, I’m sick of it.’

The feeling of boredom and exhaustion that disappeared like a lie while working came up to the esophagus as soon as the mission was completed. How many alien earthen pots on Earth did he break with his hands? The records would have shown the statistics, but he was not motivated to do so.

“The hostage is…”

There were dozens of holes in his body, but he was alive for now.

With weak salt power, he would have been a perfect target for Etrella’s plan. She’s been robbing banks several times like this to cover cash. The specific method was to wait inside the bank until a man who had easy abilities came in. The next thing was to stick a tentacle into him so she could manipulate him to commit a robbery instead of her.

“This clumsy ability has become rather poisonous.’

The reason why weak people are targeted is that mind control is impossible if they are too strong. The reason why it has to be a person with this ability is not only because it increases the possibility of success in a robbery but also because it can lose the spirit and throw it away. The intended target is a criminal with this ability and will be killed on the spot, so the destruction of the evidence is perfect.

And eventually, he got caught in the tail.

‘If I had the characteristics of the Odens, I think I can think of about 100 things that are better than this. But the only thing that came upon her mind control and ability absorption as weapons was a bank robbery.’

He decided to think for a moment.

“If you put a tentacle around the neck of the chaebol’s vault without going too far…Oh, well, a pyramid-like this can’t break through that tight security.’

Since private safes owned by the chaebols boast strict guard systems that cannot be compared with the banks used by ordinary citizens.

“If you exchange your global currency from illegal currency exchange to a dalant, you’ll get 70% deducted off the commission. Even then, she couldn’t think of a place other than a bank to rob enough money to get “amnesty.”

There is only one reason criminals need large amounts of money. The common currency of dimensions which is the dalant, is offered to the court to absolve his sins.

‘I envy you for robbing few banks and committing a crime that’s worth getting an amnesty.’

He was the one who killed him himself, but if I were to put myself in his shoes, I envy him.

*

As the fog cleared, the police and vigilantes who were far away from trying to block the citizens from coming close came into the bank building.

“Are you done?”

To Lieutenant Park Jong-pal, who is asking questions.

“It’s over. Please take care of the rest.”

Min-Joon replies as he nods his head.

A fuss is heard among the vigilante members inside.

“Wow, this is amaazziinngg! Hey, take a picture of this! It’s a super creepy-looking alien!”

Jong-pal yells as if he was regulating.

“If you take pictures of the scene and it goes all around the Internet, you all know well that you will be all fired!”

However, Jong-pal and the immature little ones knew that the photo of the race that just had become mushy would spread all over the Internet in just an hour, and also Min-Joon knew this well.

“The hostage is still breathing for now.”

Jong-pal looked around the scene and seemed to understand the situation immediately. The old woman who was thought to be a hostage was a cross-species criminal, and the young man who was thought to be a hostage criminal was actually the real hostage.

He spoke bitterly.

“Thank God. I was so upset that the suspect was so young this time again. He wasn’t even the real robber, and he didn’t die as well.”

“Who cares if the age is young or old? If you commit a crime, you will be punished.”

“Still, I thought it would be nice if I didn’t have to make any eye contact anymore with my son’s age, who’s being carried out with holes in his forehead. Dreaming will be fierce.”

“……”

As if the silence threw a meaning of criticism, he spoke as if it was an excuse.

“It’s because I’ve seen so many young people die these days.”

“How many times do I have to tell you, but with such soft sensibilities, you will have a hard time with your job.”

Jong-pal smiled without a reply, giving off an orc’s signature nasal voice.

Min-Joon also smirked.

While he turned his back, he spoke as if he just remembered it.

“Oh, by the way, it’s not the forehead, but there are some holes in the body.”

“?”

“Let’s have a drink soon.”

“Yes, go in safely.”

Min-Joon moves with the police behind him.

As soon as he took a few steps,

Ding!

There was a text call from the folder phone.

“Limited company Jenkinson Father and Sons Company National Administrative Service Privatization Division (Korea Government Immigration Office)” has deposited 223,540,000 won into your account.

As always, the deposit was fast. Min-Joon knew that this was one of the perks his ability to enjoy.

For most contract agents, compensation for bringing the number of cases will be paid through on-site due diligence and internal goods procedures. However, as soon as the immigration office sent a short text message, “Completed”, it immediately put in the incentives. Of course, the amount is generous compared to other agents.

This was based on the fact that Min-Joon was always the ace among the immigration agents who did not miss the top spot in performance. Everyone around him knew that he was the best agent.

“Where are you going?”

After grabbing a taxi, he said the destination briefly.

When the car departed, he looked out of the window, waiting for the next call. Unlike the Korean government’s immigration office, the response on this side was bound to be a little late. But Min-Joon understood that.

After some time passed.

Ring ring!

The alarm he was expecting rang. This time, not Min-Joon’s 10-year-old 2G phone but in his head.

Fluttering!

Alien characters visible only to his eyes were embroidered in the air.

Prisoner’s Personal Information -Prisoner identification number: Asif-666 -Dispatch Agency: Pan-Dimensional Intelligence Reposition Committee -Working department: Early stabilization of group immigration task -Working place: Earth (Dimensional #22-189, Polar Land Class 4)Type of employment: indirect employment of punishment based on labor-styled rulings

*Restricted memory is being applied to the prisoner.

Today’s consultation was more detailed than the information the doctor was looking at.

“……”

Most of the people around Min-Joon are familiar with his official status as an independent agent.

A number one that no one can beat. The mission received is a legendary agent with a 99% completion rate.

By the way, there’s one thing most people around him don’t know.

-Cover status (Name/Species): Ye-Min-Joon/Human

Ye-Min-Joon is an alien.

A long time ago, he committed one crime. But unlike Etrella, he was arrested without summary execution and sentenced to labor.

In the society of those who arrested him, the intellectual body was in the pursuit of free self-realization and happiness and paid tribute to labor. The avoided social essential labor was undertaken by a criminal whose memories were erased temporarily. In other words, employment is restraint, and resignation is release.

Behind Min-Joon’s decision to be sent to the far-off world was this complex social background.

The commission which hired him indirectly issued him directly to the periphery. Min-Joon hid his identity in the chaotic primitive dimension and carried out his mission, and received dalants every time he solved a task.

Account information (Prisoner identification number: Asif-666)The committee has deposited 200 dalants into the prisoner’s account.

One of the few advantages of working as an undercover is that even if you do the same thing, you get paid by both sides.

Min-Joon received 200 million won worth of global currency from the immigration office and 200 dalants from the committee in return for catching a cross-species criminal today.

And as soon as the deposit was completed,

Ring ring!

Unfortunately, the account information has been updated once again.

Automatic Transfer Notice: ‘Tax Collection Command’ has withdrawn 2,000 dalants from the prisoner’s account. (Payment of regular tax amount for prisoners)

Two hundred dalants came in.

At the same time, 2,000 dalants were sold out.

And the current account balance.

Your current account balance is 21,523 dalants.Be careful. The moment the dalants in the account are converted to negative (-), court interest is charged and may be summarily executed for excessive delinquency.Prisoner identification number: 5,124,990 talents for severance pay (Immediate release bail) set for ‘Asif-666’.

The meaning of severance pays here is a little different from that of Earth. It’s not the money you get when you retire; it’s the money you have to pay to retire.

With only 20,000 dalants in hand now, Ye-Min-Joon escaped from his penal employment, and the money needed to run out of this prison without bars was as small as 5 million talents.

In the case of Etrella, the bail to escape arrest would have been several thousand talents.

The reason why he stole the Earth’s currency and changed it to a dalants was to try bailing it before his arrest because the difficulty of getting dalants turns into hell once he starts prison life.

In a nutshell, Etrella was the one who worked hard not to end up in Min-Joon’s shoes.

The channels and extent of compensation for prisoners to legally obtain dalants follow as:

A. Wanted person arrested/murdered: Notice reward paid in dalants.

B. Performing special duties commissioned by the Agency: Compensation is case by case. See details below.

proposes a solution to the chronic food problem of Dimension #31-490: 40,000 talents.Location and information of the wanted pirate’s secret base: 45,500 talents.Development of vaccines and treatments for the all-dimensional plague ‘Shechehr Papino virus’ that occurs every 260 years: 47,700 talents.Identify the principle of pheromones that attract other species to some species-specific individuals: 50,000 talents

Once arrested and sentencing begins, he cannot steal like Etrella. They are always monitored because of the prisoner’s seal on the soul.

Min-Joon had collected dalants mainly by catching criminals, but his resignation/release was far away.

So, I was paying attention to the way to make money that I had previously set aside as unrealistic.

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Find a way to fully control the abilities of prophetic properties and deliver a turn-key solution to the commercialization stage: 520,000 talentsProve the principle of the ghost occurrence: 530,000 talentsProvide a complete DNA sample of the next known extinct species.

(1) Demonic Goblin (2) metal moss type 7 (3) The type that shows off the golden color among interstellar slime580,000 dalants per type

witnessed and reported within the self-isolation dimension #77-102: 610,000 talents

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The list goes deeper.

It’s a list he never looked at before, but Min-Joon thought he couldn’t last much longer. The Earth was the seventh dimension to which he was sent. While touring the seven worlds, the prison life showed no sign of ending.

Min-Joon was tired and bored.

Shh!

When the will was delivered, the list went down at a fast speed.

His eyes stopped at the bottom of the mission list.

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Perfect detoxification of soul’s components: 3.8 million dalants.Expanding dimensions constantly and identifying the driving force behind the creation of countless worlds: 400 talents((External expenses)) prisoner identification number ‘Asif-1’: 7 million dalants.

This is the last chapter of the list *

For a better tomorrow, the Prison Service will be a guide to hopeful prison life.

He pays attention to the last 444th item.

At once, it was enough compensation to cover his severance pay.

Min-Joon made a resolution that he will surely resign here on Earth, The seventh world to be dispatched.

“……I must resign this time. I will quit my job!”

The taxi driver seemed to have heard the words I was mumbling without realizing it.

“You must be having a hard time at work, huh? ……I don’t know what kind of job you’re doing, but nowadays, it would be better if you just stick into it.”

I could’ve just let the insensitive nudity slip through my throat.

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Min-Joon said with a serious expression as if he were determined.

“No, I’m sure I’ll do it sooner or later. …… I’ve been here too long in this company.”

At the beginning of his prison life, there was something that Min-Joon was overlooking.

He never dreamed that this forced employment would continue for more than 800 years.