An F-Rank Veterinarian Physically Heals an S-Rank Magical Beast - Chapter 32

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Chapter 32
[System Warning!]
[Administrator Authority ‘Delete’ Code is being activated.]
[Target: Kang Jin-hyuk and all lucrative contracts associated with him.]
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Black sparks crackled from the fingertips of the Inspector, Judge.
It was not mere physical destruction, but an absolute force that erased the very essence of existence itself.
The system’s iron hammer that obliterated without leaving even a shred of data in its wake upon contact.
An ordinary Hunter—indeed, even a Hunter of national power—would have knelt before this and begged for mercy.
But those who now stood before her transcended the realm of the ‘ordinary’ by an immeasurable distance.
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“How dare you… touch my dividends?”
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The first to react was Mammon, the Demon King of Avarice.
His eyes blazed with fury.
He had been mere moments away from sealing the contract, and now she dared attempt to overturn a business venture projected to yield a 3,000% annual return.
For him, losing money was a torment worse than death itself.
Crash!
Mammon withdrew an enormous golden abacus from his embrace and swung it with devastating force.
Each bead of the abacus was an artifact—[Calculator of Greed]—possessing the mass of an asteroid.
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“Ugh!”
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Inspector Judge raised her arm to block, but the shockwave drove her backward in retreat.
Cracks spiderwebbed across ‘Code Shield,’ the administrator’s absolute defense barrier.
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“System or whatever—anyone who steals my money is my enemy! [Gold Rush]!”
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As Mammon roared, thousands of gold ingots rained down from the void like missiles.
It was an attack that combined physical impact with a curse designed to plunder the opponent’s wealth.
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“How disrespectful, to desecrate the sanctity of a contract.”
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Michael would not remain idle either.
He had already envisioned a grand design through this insurance venture—the ‘Revitalization of the Heavenly Realm.’
Restoration of faith, maintenance of military strength, and even photo cards bearing his own visage.
Anyone who would destroy this future was a heretic far worse than any demon.
Shing.
The holy sword [Ascalon] was drawn.
Pure white flames flooded the conference room.
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“By the light’s authority, I command thee—begone! [Holy Judgment]!”
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Crack!
A sacred bolt of lightning descended from the ceiling.
Judge, unable to evade while blocking Mammon’s barrage of gold ingots, took the full brunt of the attack.
Her black suit was scorched, and her expressionless face twisted in pain.
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[Warning. Data corruption detected. Unexpected resistance confirmed.]
[Entity designation ‘Baal’ and two others’ power levels exceed Management Authority parameters.]
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Bewilderment seeped into Judge’s mechanical voice.
She had come to suppress a Hunter, not to endure a raid from mythic-tier entities.
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“My garden… it’s all destroyed.”
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The final blow came from Asura.
Due to Mammon and Michael’s area-of-effect skills, a single orchid pot from the conference room’s flower bed had toppled over.
The moment Asura saw the soil spill out, his eyes darkened like pitch.
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“I’ll use it as fertilizer.”
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Rumble rumble rumble!
Thousands of thorny vines erupted from Asura’s shadow.
They were no mere plants, but carnivorous flora [Demon Eater] that grew in the rifts between dimensions.
The vines instantly bound and constricted Judge’s limbs.
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“You… you barbaric beasts…!”
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Judge displayed emotion for the first time.
The Heavenly Realm’s supreme commander, the Demon Realm’s second-ranked power, the ruler of the West.
What chance did a System Administrator have against all three attacking simultaneously?
This wasn’t a balance collapse—it was simply a coordinated lynching.
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“Ahhh! Help me! No, Chairman! Get under the desk!”
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Chairman Song screamed and crawled beneath the table.
Yoo Yi-soo and Seo Ji-hoo huddled behind Kang Jin-hyuk, their mouths agape in astonishment.
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“Wow… this is insane. I’ve never seen anyone beat up an Administrator before.”
“As expected, our director’s connections—or should I say, his malevolent connections—are the strongest in the universe.”
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Jin-hyuk sipped his coffee with perfect composure amid the chaos of Asura’s rampage.
Of course, he wasn’t simply watching idly.
His eyes, enhanced by [Penetrating Gaze], were analyzing Judge’s data code.
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‘As I thought. Even an Inspector is ultimately an AI bound by the System’s rules.’
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Subduing her through brute force would be simple.
But killing a Management Bureau official would trigger the higher department—the ‘Central Management Bureau’—into action.
That would escalate into a real war.
I needed to hold back just enough strength, then bring her to the negotiation table.
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“Gentlemen shareholders, that’s quite enough. Our guest’s clothes are being torn to shreds.”
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Jin-hyuk raised his hand to stop them.
The strange charisma in his voice—perhaps the authority of a ‘major shareholder’—caused all three monsters to freeze simultaneously.
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“Hmph. Consider yourself lucky.”
“I’ll bill you later for the damage to my gold bars.”
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Mammon and Michael grumbled as they withdrew.
Asura retracted his vines and went to clean up the overturned flowerpots.
Judge, reduced to tatters, collapsed onto the floor and gasped for breath.
Data noise crackled and sparked across her body.
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“Are you alright? My shareholders can be rather… impulsive.”
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Jin-hyuk approached and extended his hand.
Judge started to swat it away, but hesitated when she saw Mammon growling behind him.
In the end, she grasped his hand and stood up.
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“…What’s your objective? Are you trying to destroy the System?”
“Destroy? No, no. I’m simply trying to achieve ‘mutual prosperity.'”
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Jin-hyuk moved the torn chair aside and brought a new one for Judge.
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“Inspector. What does the Management Bureau hate most? ‘Causality Collapse’ and ‘unpredictable variables,’ correct?”
“That’s correct. This ‘insurance’ you’ve created defies destined deaths. That’s an act of multiplying variables infinitely.”
“You’re mistaken.”
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Kang Jin-hyuk spoke with unwavering conviction.
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“It actually reduces variables.”
“What do you mean?”
“Think about it. If the Demon Realm and Heavenly Realm wage all-out war, what happens? Millions die, dimensional rifts tear open, and the System gets bogged down repairing them, right? During the Second Celestial-Demon War last time, server maintenance alone took three days.”
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Judge couldn’t counter. It was the truth.
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“But with this insurance in place? Military casualties drop, so warfare stays at the ‘localized conflict’ level. They exchange blows, get treated, and return home—emotions never escalate to the point of mutual annihilation. The probability plummets.”
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Kang Jin-hyuk drew a graph on the whiteboard.
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[Mortality Reduction = System Load Reduction = Management Bureau Workload Reduction]
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“In other words, my business is a system that guarantees you all ‘leaving work on time.'”
“······!”
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Judge’s pupils trembled. Leaving work on time. For administrators drowning in overtime, no sweeter words existed.
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“And there’s more—this is an unofficial proposal….”
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Kang Jin-hyuk lowered his voice and whispered directly into Judge’s ear.
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“0.5% of total insurance revenue. I’ll remit this to the Management Bureau under the name ‘[System Development Fund].’ Officially, it’s a tax; unofficially, well, you know? Use it for company dinners or server upgrades.”
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Judge’s mental processor overheated from the calculations.
Causality stabilization + reduced workload + massive operational funding secured.
There was no justification for refusal.
In fact, refusing might mean actual deletion at the hands of those monsters behind her.
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[…A rational proposal indeed.]
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Judge’s expression softened considerably.
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[However, there are conditions. ‘Resurrection of the dead’ is absolutely forbidden. And submit an operational report each month.]
“Of course. I don’t resurrect the dead anyway—too much hassle.”
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Kang Jin-hyuk smiled and extended his hand.
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“Then, we have an agreement?”
[…Approved. I hereby issue provisional authorization for Project U.M.I.]
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Judge grasped my hand. In that instant, a System Message materialized in the air.
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[System Announcement!]
[The 3-Realm Integrated Medical System has received official authorization.]
[The Management Bureau will participate as the auditing authority for this project.]
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“Yesssss!”
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Chairman Song, who had been hiding beneath the desk, crawled out with a triumphant shout.
Mammon danced while crying “Money!” and Michael made the sign of the cross.
Three days later. The Grand Ballroom of Arcana Resort.
The historic [First 3-Realm Peace and Medical Cooperation Treaty Ceremony] was held.
Four representatives sat side by side on the podium.
Michael representing the Heavenly Realm, Mammon and Asura representing the Demon Realm—though Asura found it bothersome and merely sent a proxy—Chairman Song representing the Human Realm, and Kang Jin-hyuk, the architect of this entire arrangement and owner of Arcana.
Countless journalists, Hunters, and demons and angels in human form flashed their cameras.
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“According to this treaty, Arcana Hospital is designated as the 3-Realms’ sole ‘neutral healing zone.'”
“All subscribers shall receive the highest quality medical services regardless of race.”
“Violation of this agreement shall result in intervention by the System Management Bureau and the 3-Realm Allied Forces (Article 4-2).”
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I finished reciting the treaty and signed. In that moment, an incredible rewards window appeared before my eyes.
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[Achievement Unlocked: ‘Master of Gods and Demons’]
[Achievement Unlocked: ‘Arbiter of Dimensions’]
[You have been granted the authority to craft ‘Dimensional Transfer Stones.’]
[Current Total Insurance Subscribers: 1,204,500 (rapidly increasing in real-time)]
[Projected Monthly Revenue: 480 Billion Gold + 50 Million Holy Points + 50 Million Demonic Points]
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‘Insane.’
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I bit my lip to suppress the laughter threatening to burst forth.
It wasn’t merely about money.
Holy Points and Demonic Points were resources that couldn’t be purchased with gold alone.
With these, I could elevate my abilities to the realm of divinity itself.
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“Come now, everyone smile! We’re taking the photograph!”
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At the reporter’s exclamation, Jin-hyuk broke into a radiant smile.
Michael and Mammon stood awkwardly on either side of him, their forced grins betraying their discomfort.
This single photograph would one day find its place in history textbooks.
In the annals of the 3-Realm—a chronicle stained with warfare and slaughter—it would mark the moment when “capitalism” and “medical services” ushered in a new era of peace (?).
The event concluded, and night had deepened.
After all the VIPs had departed, I sat alone in the Rooftop Garden of Arcana Resort, nursing a glass of wine.
The night breeze was refreshing.
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“You’ve done well, darling.”
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Yoo Yi-soo approached and settled beside me.
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“You’re truly remarkable. How did you even conceive of such a thing? Selling insurance to angels and demons, no less.”
“Well, when you’re desperate to make a living, the mind gets creative.”
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I chuckled softly, clinking my wine glass against hers.
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“Is it all over now?”
“No, this is just the beginning.”
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I gazed up at the night sky. Beyond the stars, beyond the Abyss itself, the summit of the Tower—unconquered and waiting—still stood. And there, the true “Gods” yet slumbered.
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“I’ve secured wealth, military forces, and the System’s protection. Now I’m ready to make my move.”
“Where to?”
“The Tower of Babel.”
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My eyes gleamed with sharp intent. This was no mere tower ascent. Now came the time to “acquire” the Tower itself.
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“Before that, though, I should distribute bonuses to our staff. The goblin secretaries worked hard today.”
“Chairman Song already treated them to a buffet with the corporate card.”
“Sharp as always. Good.”
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It was a peaceful night.
Yet something new vibrated within my inventory.
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[Hidden Quest: ‘The Primordial Patient’]
[Description: At the Tower’s highest level dwells a “God who refuses treatment.” Cure him and present your medical bill.]
[Penalty for failure: Annihilation of all worlds.]
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“…”
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Kang Jin-hyuk let out a hollow laugh upon reading the message.
The end of the world, they said.
This blasted system knew no middle ground.
But what did it matter?
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“A patient refusing treatment? That’s my specialty.”
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He downed the wine in one gulp and rose from his seat.
His doctor’s coat fluttered in the night breeze.
The world’s greatest healer, the universe’s most formidable con artist—or rather, entrepreneur.
Kang Jin-hyuk’s night was only just beginning.

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