This Is Not a Game

It’s normal

“Now, wait…”

“Oooh!”

“Oh, no! How much are these clothes!”

“Guards! Where are the guards?!”

As if filth had fallen, people desperately tried to widen the distance, causing a commotion, and the eyes of everyone in front of the building began to focus.

It was only a brief gap, but Yooseong nodded as he watched the people quietly enter the building without missing the moment.

‘The first mission is a success. Then I will slowly…’

Kwak!

When I turned my head, I saw the figure of a giant holding onto my shoulder.

Yooseong, who had hardened for a moment at the sudden appearance, soon smiled servilely and the moment he opened his mouth, a guard’s huge fist slammed into his abdomen.

“Where are you going after all this fuss?”

“Keheuk! I-don’t let this go? Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am!”

“I don’t know. So, let’s take a moment to get to know each other.”

“Now, wait…”

As if not allowing a word of objection, the guard grabbed Yooseong by the collar and began to drag him into a nearby alley.

“Mi-sorry! I was wrong!”

“If you’re wrong, you should be right.”

Along with the cold reply, the non-stop punching and kicking.

The beating, which continued non-stop with a bloody sound like hitting the meat with a bat, ended with the guard breathing out.

“Are you alive?”

“·······.”

“If it’s alive, be careful next time it doesn’t catch my eye. Next time I see it, I’ll kill it.”

The people who were watching the one-sided beating in groups of threes and threes as if it were a fun spectacle started to go their own ways after the guards left and Meteor stopped moving.

And the moment people completely left, the meteor that had been scattered as if dead naturally rose as if nothing had happened.

“They hit me so mercilessly. Is this world really this bloody?”

-The war with the empire is in full swing, and the economy is tough, so it’s a bit like that. Are you okay anyway?

“Uh, dark moon type 16? This is a really good technique, no, it’s a martial art. You’ve been beaten without a break, but you’re hardly hit?”

Yuseong, who had mastered Moorim’s martial arts even though it was only a superficial level, secretly underestimated the martial arts that existed in a science-based world like Earth.

However, as a result of actually using it, Amwol 16 was so great that it instantly dispelled that prejudice.

“Withstanding meal 6 and spilling meal 8? Since I use both at the same time, there is almost no impact.”

-It is a martial art created by me, an agent who remains a legend in our organization. But something is strange.

“It’s strange. What?

-Amwol 16 is a martial art that is difficult enough to fail even if the timing is slightly off. It is difficult to use only one formula at a time in a real battle other than sparring. How did you use both at the same time?

“Is it okay if I just do it?”

-···As expected, users are different.

To be precise, it was also thanks to the surah sense.

Accelerated thinking, increased sensory time, and quickened reaction at the moment of repeating the rules of the Sura Sensation were combined into one, and it was possible to unfold the 16 types of dark moon exactly at the right timing for the attack to hit.

It was natural that it was much easier to calculate and use the opponent’s speed, the position of the attack, and the timing than to use it entirely by feeling.

Yuseong, who brushed off the dust on his clothes, began approaching Neptune’s building carefully, not being noticed by the people around him.

But this time it wasn’t the front.

-From there, turn right and go straight.

Yooseong, who had been walking along the side of the building, which was extremely dark due to the broken street lamp, looked around for a while, then grabbed the doorknob of the thick iron door and pulled it.

Awesome!

The door opened with a sharp metal sound as if it had not been oiled.

After walking a few steps, the black suits worn by the bodyguards I saw earlier were neatly folded.

They were prepared by the agents who sneaked into the building while Meteor was causing a commotion.

Yuseong took off his old and dirty clothes and changed into a suit, packed various equipment, and came out through a dark hallway to a bright hall.

‘It’s so gorgeous. Didn’t you say the economy was bad?’

-For those who were invited to the party of Neptune, one of the world’s leading giants, this is a matter of course. Just look around and don’t be suspicious, enter the door next to the elevator. If you get caught here, you will be in real trouble.

‘Don’t worry, I won’t get caught.’

Even though he had a fight with Philip inside, Yooseong, who activated his acting skill, was a guard who was devoted to his mission no matter where he looked.

I dug into the square, opened the iron door across the hallway, and entered it, without being seen by the guards as much as possible.

“late.”

Philip gave timely advice to Yoosung, who was taken aback by the appearance of a strange man.

– This is a full-time agent who was put together on this mission. I was in the room with you, don’t you remember?

“Hmmmm. I’m sorry. The guards were so persistent…”

“do?”

-Hey, Henry is my classmate. You can speak comfortably.

“…Ah, sorry. I guess it’s because the shock from being hit by the guards remains.”

“Did you get hit on the head? Get a check-up after this job. It’ll go over it roughly, but it’ll go hooked later.”

“Okay, so let’s move quickly. One o’clock is in a hurry, isn’t it?”

“Okay. Follow me.”

I thought it would go up, but the place Henry headed was down.

First of all, without showing any embarrassment, I naturally followed and asked Philip a question.

‘Why are you heading underground? It’s such a tall building, don’t you have to come down from the top?’

-That side is in charge of the captain and other colleagues. Phillip and I were in charge of searching the warehouses from the 3rd to 5th basement floors.

‘barely? Do you think it will end soon?’

-Kuhmm, Henry just became a full-time agent and I was a trainee for 10,000 years, so the captain gave me a relatively easy role. We search underground warehouses and wait at designated points to secure an escape route or block enemy reinforcements in case of emergency.

Yuseong, who was distracted by the conversation with Philip, returned to reality at the voice of Henry, who was ahead.

“what is this?”

A thick iron door with only a handle without a place to put a key or a lock,

Henry put on an absurd expression at the door, which did not budge no matter how much he pulled or pushed it.

“Isn’t it different from the briefing? Didn’t you say it was locked with a padlock? What the hell is this wall?”

Henry, who had been holding a thin piece of wire and beating it here and there, let out a long sigh and stepped back.

“You do it.”

“What?”

“What are you doing? Follow the door.”

“···I?”

No matter how much I thought about it, there was nothing like door-picking among Philip’s skills.

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Just as he was about to double-check the status window to see if he had missed something, he heard Philip’s voice.

-Ah, you can use the equipment on the left waist dance.

‘It’s equipment. this?’

As if he wasn’t an agent on a secret mission for no reason, Philip had items that could have appeared in a spy movie.

Things like unknown drugs, small pistols that fit in one hand, and matted daggers.

Among them, what Yooseong couldn’t understand the most was the item he was taking out.

‘what is this? Is it a club?’

A thick black stick about 50 cm long and short if short.

-A club? Haha, user is also joking.

‘Then what is this?’

-Isn’t it a weapon? Try pressing the button below.

A small bump felt at the tip of the finger.

The moment I pressed it, an unexpected scene unfolded before my eyes.

Dismissed!

Along with the sound of lightning, the energy gathered at the tip of the stick to form a giant blade of purple light.

“···ax?”

Not a huge ax for logging, but a hatchet, a one-handed hatchet.

The difference was that the blade was made of energy, like a lightsaber, rather than metal.

-You can cut the hinges with it.

“what are you doing?”

At Philip and Henry’s urging, Yuseong carefully brought the ax blade toward the hinge.

There was no need to force and swing.

The hinge, which had turned red-hot to the touch, soon turned into a handful of molten iron and melted away, and the door opened in vain.

“It’s wide, so let’s divide into two sides and search. I’ll take the left side from here, so you take the right side.”

Yuseong didn’t say anything and walked away from Henry.

And as soon as I turned the corner, I grabbed the stick and concentrated.

Prototype of melee armament from Lab 53 in the Republic of Brant

Rating: C+ (Rare)

Type: Ax

– A next-generation melee weapon created in the Brant Republic. Although it succeeded in generating high-powered plasma using a special energy source and a new alloy, long-term battles are impossible due to stability due to limitations in technology. Pay attention when using it in practice.

-Extreme cutting power.

– Possesses fire and light properties.

– Nullification of energy action below a certain level.

-Strength +10

– Agility +20

“what’s this?”

I was so flustered that the voice came out inadvertently.

-Ah, it is one of the next-generation infantry armaments developed in our Republic. It has not been officially adopted because the stability problem has not been resolved yet, but the power is so great that the agents…

“That’s not what I want to ask… How did you make this?”

The civilization of this world was developed based on unmistakable science, and no matter how high it was, it was only at the level of the early or mid-20th century.

But, suddenly, a plasma weapon that seems to come out of science fiction?

It seemed that common sense would collapse because it was absurd.

-How did you make it? It must have been made in the laboratory, right?

“No, how did you make such an amazing thing? No matter how you look at it, it seems to be made with tremendous technology that surpasses the science and technology of this world by several steps.”

-Ah, that’s possible thanks to Oparts.

A word that means a relic that transcends the limitations of the times.

“Come to think of it, I said that there might be something called that opart here too. What the hell is an opart?”

-I don’t know either. Rumors abound that even a small country can instantly become a great power capable of competing for supremacy, and that it is a tremendous item that can even change the flow of the world, but nothing is known about the reality…

“·······.”

Yuseong, who was observing the plasma ax, removed the blade and inserted it into his waist.

I was momentarily taken aback by the appearance of a superweapon far beyond the limits of the times, but this is not Earth, but a different world.

There is a world where all kinds of monsters try to kill a delicate girl, and there is a world where there are martial arts.

There was nothing strange about the appearance of plasma weapons in a world with 20th century technology.

‘okay. It’s normal.’

Yooseong, who was about to start searching after finishing self-hypnosis, looked around and scratched his head.

A huge warehouse with all sorts of odds and ends and machinery piled up.

To find an object in such a place where its exact location, shape, or existence is uncertain was tantamount to finding a needle in the desert.

Of course, if those oparts were real, they would be kept as strictly as they were important, so if you rummage through them, you might find a clue to something, but even so, this was too inefficient.

‘If there is a special way to find something hidden…’

At that moment, a tingling feeling rose from the left pupil and the world began to look different.

Objects that have turned achromatic and the flow of energy emitting light.

I could see the flow of electricity running through hidden wires on the inside of the wall, and when I lifted my head and looked up, I could see the city shining bright like the stars in the night sky through the dull concrete ceiling.

Yooseong, who reflected his face in the mirror attached to a nearby car, burst into a devastated laugh when he saw his faintly shining left pupil.

“…Aris was something to be proud of.”

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