My Dad is Too Strong - Chapter 42
The Hunter administration conference room.
A total of five people sat at the long round table.
Jung Young-chul, the director who was sitting at the top of the table, checked the time with his watch.
It was now after 2: 30 p.m.
Ugh.
A class S hunter from China, the emitter looked at the faces of the people in the conference room.
Although he was Chinese, he knew all the identities of the people sitting here.
He was a celebrity, too.
‘Kang Min-hyuk and Hanminji from Icarus Guild. The other one… It’s Young-ho Kwak.’
Class S Hunters ranked 10th in the Korean Hunter Ranking.
‘But who are you waiting for?’
The scooter flinches and kicks his tongue, flipping the chair back.
Sent from the Chinese Hunter Administration to Korea for an attack on the center.
Those who are currently attacking the center do not exist except for Behemoth, but are gathered to overcome the limitations coming from the absolute number of people tribe.
The probe closed its eyes, thinking that more Class S hunters from Korea will come.
Jiaying.
Then.
The doors to the conference room were open.
The scaffolders turn their heads toward the door with their eyes wide open.
‘…… Who is it?’
In his memory.
There was no Class S hunter with that face.
“Teacher Lee Do-joon?”
Everyone else was surprised, except Jung Young-chul and the emitter.
Jung Young-chul stood up and bowed down to greet him.
“Thank you so much for attending while you’re busy.”
“No, thanks to you, we’ve had a good day. Thank you very much.”
“Please let me know if you need anything else.”
The doubtful expression of the biceps alternated between Jung Young-chul and Joo.
Jung Young-chul, Director of Hunter Management, Korea.
Other than the president, there’s someone in Korea he would treat so politely.
‘Plus.’
The other Class S Hunters were also rigid.
Everyone was polite to the man named Lee Do-jun who just came in.
The current situation.
I couldn’t understand the transponder.
The title “President” is given to government officials.
And considering his age, the water supply wouldn’t be so high.
Or did I mishear you? ‘
The biceps check the rings on the fingers.
An artifact that removes language barriers.
Seeing the green lights on, it shouldn’t be a mistake to hear.
Queek.
Joon sat in an empty seat.
It was right next to the amplitude.
Jung Young-chul, keep an eye on JooJoo.
I opened my mouth.
“You’re all here. Greetings. I’m Jung Young-chul, Director of Hunter Management. You all know why we’re here today. Ah, Teacher Lee Do-joon, please just listen carefully and refer to the center.”
JooJoon nodded.
Shortly after the lights went out in the conference room, a hologram picture appeared in the middle of the table.
It was a huge hole in the center of the Gangwon Province in the Lesser Mountain.
Jung Young-chul touched his finger on the table.
And then the hologram zoomed in.
The interior of the center begins to be seen.
“Ten years ago, there was a hole in the mountain in Gangwon as well as a crack. Well, as you all know, This is what we call the center. And since three years ago, the Behemoth guild has been selected and dived as planned.”
Beep.
Percentage is displayed next to the picture with the letter Progress.
“Apart from this dive, I’ve done 20 dives in over three years. We now have about 1.4 percent of the ecosystem in the center. It’s 500 meters below the ground. And since the 18th Dive, the Behemoth Guild has not made any progress at 500 meters, and probably the same.”
The Behemoth guild was a microdisciplinary group of three.
The first hunters, including Lee Kang-hyun.
However, even they have repeatedly failed to attack the center.
The reason is because of the difficulty too high.
“In fact, I think going down to 500 meters and coming back to life is a bit of a wonder in some ways, but our Hunter administration has a responsibility to target the center. I dive, but I’m not making any progress, so I’m going to increase the number of troops. And these are the reserve members who are going to join the strike force today.
Jung Young-chul looked at JooJoo once, then moved his gaze back to the hologram picture.
JooJoon could see that not only Jung Young-chul, but everyone else here was observing him.
The reason was simple.
I want you to go into the center with me.
Joon also knew that.
“I have a question.”
And I said, “Yes, Mr. Diverter.”
“Who is this guy?”
The biceps point with their thumbs.
I wasn’t curious about the name.
I was just curious as to what this person was and what he saw.
And Jung Young-chul answered the question.
“I am the director of the Seoul City Hall crack management and Lee Do-joon. And……. He was the commander of the Class S Crevice that happened yesterday.”
“Commander? You must have that skill.”
JooJoon shrugged his shoulders and laughed.
Jung Young-chul said.
“You didn’t give me your interpreter ring. Just a moment…”
“It’s okay. I understand.”
“…… Did you major in Chinese?”
“Well, something like that.”
I do not know how long I lived in the Middle East ( ), speaking Chinese.
Honestly, by the time I got back to Earth, I felt more familiar with Chinese for a week.
Jung Young-chul nodded.
“We are more than two weeks away from the return date of Behemoth, and we are thinking of bringing together our current members to scale up our troops and try again. For more details, Behemoth is returning and plans to discuss the new report based on their submission.”
Then Kang Min-hyuk raised his hand.
“I was told you are a new member, but is Director Lee Do-joon included as well?”
“That’s still a possibility. It’s up to your doctor.”
In Jung Young-chul’s answer.
With the exception of the emitters, Hunters’ faces were disappointed.
A right-sided class S crack boss monster who simply killed Malanoch.
If he were to be included in the strike force, it would have been more powerful than having gained 10 million troops.
“You look fucking weak…….”
The transmitter muttered.
The faces of those who heard it were stiff.
Except for the pitch.
Then the quantum meter smiled and asked.
“Or are you strong?”
* * *
People were surprised by what they said.
A situation where the emitter is provoking everyone.
It is currently ranked 8th in China.
Of course, those who saw his skill could say that he was much stronger than a quadruplet.
However, the scoring machine did not know that it was a natural reaction.
It was absurd to say that a government official, not a hunter, would be a potential member of the central attack.
‘Tis frankly confident.’
JooJoon smiles deeply as he looks at the emitter staring at him.
Even in the Middle School, there was always this guy everywhere.
But being overconfident is just as much ego.
I could have complimented you on that.
‘What can I do for you?’
I could crush that sense of self-esteem all at once.
Or I could just grow up and pick you up.
There was a way to ignore it at all.
Normally, you would have chosen number three, but the people here now know a little bit about their power.
The concern did not last long.
“At least.”
Juju looks at the amplitude with small eyes.
“I think you can win.”
I told you.
Targeting Taunt.
The scooter laughs in vain.
Only a swordsman can defeat himself in Korea.
One in China, much more than a billion.
You are ranked in the top 10.
“Then shall we test it?”
The amplitude has risen in place.
His face is distorted.
* * *
Located in the basement of the Hunter administration.
Practical Assessment Training Ground near the Test Room.
He said, wrapping the bandage that the scooter had loosened around his wrist.
“If you want me to take care of you, do it now.”
He shrugs.
The transmitter was so relaxed that I didn’t even know it.
In China, any man would have the means to speak to himself.
Why can Joo-joon be so arrogant?
“If you don’t want to die, you better wear a suit.”
Black suit on a white shirt.
And pointy shoes.
I was dressed for work as a typical worker.
She laughed at worthless worries.
You sweep through the calluses in the fists of the biceps.
Next thing you know, they put bandages on their fists.
Pushing your right leg forward, you slightly lower yourself into a fist position to fight.
Class S Skill, Tai Chi Shin.
It was a skill that made the Amphitheater one of China’s best class S Hunters.
After gaining enlightenment by combining the Mana method of the equation created by Lee Kang-hyun (), the class rose to a level and became Class S. ‘Tai Chi Sin Kwon.’
He looks at the posture of the amplitude.
It was a fundamental posture of the Tai Chi Dynasty at once.
And I came up with one of the many fragments of my memory in the Middle School.
‘He was a Taehejin…’
The 11th leader of the Pagan sect.
I don’t know when it’s going to be specific.
One of the tens and millions of lives () in the Middle School reminded me of a time when I had entered as a partisan speedster.
I was promoted to a formal apprentice and handed over the feast of God to the pagans directly from the 11th Elder, Taehejin. During those feasts, the Catholic Church was also included.
‘By the way.’
It’s not so bad.
Poor posture that you can just glance at.
If Taehazin had seen the current scale.
He would have burst out and tried to die.
Swook
JooJoon is in position.
And the eyes of the amplitude grew larger and larger.
This pose was the foundation of the Tai Chi Dynasty.
Of course, I thought it was a copycat.
But there was something I could never overlook.
‘The gap… …. Can’t you see?’
It’s like I’m looking at a goose.
Looking at the amplitude with pale complexion.
I said in the grave.
“You want to come with me first?”
“……….”
Waiting for the answer of the dictator.
Tak.
He stepped on it lightly.
At that moment, the new shape of the shape disappeared.
“What?”
And the shadow on the back of the dictator.
Heterophantom.
Targeting was moxibustion.
To make him realize.
The biceps looked back, punched.
His fist narrowly slit his throat.
“Son of a bitch!”
The blood-stained quantum scaffolder thunders.
I dug toward the gaze that was raising the tail of my mouth as if it were petty looking at me.
Two fists that twist the air.
And the amplitude attack didn’t last long enough this time.
Boom!
Bam!
The more impregnable it becomes.
The face of the amphippocampus turned yellow.
‘This, this…….’
It’s not a slight mismatch.
It just looks that way.
He was attacking himself.
Controlling it was Lee Do-joon in front of his eyes.
As time passes, the anxiety of guilt grows.
Meanwhile.
Jung Young-chul, who was watching the Dawn, swallowed a dry saliva.
I didn’t see any movement at all.
Occasionally, it was only the vision of the dictator.
Then.
Glug.
Blue energy rose from the two fists of the biceps.
His eyes were full of blood feet.
And…
Boom!
It leaps to the ground and lunges at Juju.
The flashing cavities were loud.
Tai Chi’s herbalists were deployed in order.
Boom!
Why?
Boom!
“Why am I talking to this guy? ‘
I can’t reach it.
The more you attack, the more you do.
The more he dodges an attack.
Differences in incoming skills make me shiver.
“Ugh, I…”
Sweat erupting from the body dampened the inside of the suit.
On the contrary, no drop of sweat came out of his body.
And as soon as the last herb was deployed with all the power that the amplitude was feeding on,
Until now, Juju, who has been avoiding, has stopped.
He put his fist to the face of the dictator.
Paan!
The fist stops before it touches the forehead of the biceps.
“Ah… ah…”
It was like a hurricane had passed.
The head of the biceps was blown off.
Fluffy.
I fainted on the spot.