An F-Rank Veterinarian Physically Heals an S-Rank Magical Beast - Chapter 89

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Chapter 89
Wiiiiing—!
Beep beep beep—!
Gangnam-gu, Seoul, South Korea—the heart of the district.
Dozens of armored vehicles and barricades layered the eight-lane road in suffocating succession, while red emergency lights spun ceaselessly, casting an eerie crimson pall across the night sky. Between the ear-splitting wail of evacuation sirens, the System’s mechanical warning tone descended with ponderous weight.
[Warning! Mana concentration at the S-rank gate “Twisted Dimensional Gap” in Gangnam-gu, Seoul has exceeded critical threshold.]
[Gate collapse imminent. All civilians within a 5km radius must evacuate immediately.]
The gate had manifested directly above the very location where Kang Jin-hyuk had once established the headquarters of Arcana Medical Center. That crimson fissure, which had maintained an unstable state for months, had finally reached its breaking point—now pulsing grotesquely as though ready to disgorge tens of thousands of demonic beasts at any moment.
The tank-class hunters from major guilds stationed at the front lines gripped their shields with clammy hands, swallowing hard. An S-rank gate collapse. A national catastrophe that could transform all of Gangnam-gu into a sea of blood if mishandled.
Yet there existed one who observed this desperate disaster with eyes of leisure and avarice.
“Ah, magnificent. That fragrant aroma of mana wafting from the Twisted Dimensional Gap—that is the scent of money pouring forth.”
Inside the ultra-luxurious VIP command vehicle stationed behind the barricades, equipped with perfect protective facilities.
Choi Myung-seok, director of Apollo Hospital, swirled a glass of premium wine as he leisurely observed the gate’s rampage.
Beside him stood executives from corrupt hunter guilds who maintained certain connections with Apollo Hospital, fawning obsequiously.
“You speak truly, Director. When the gate collapses, those mediocre hunters will certainly suffer considerable injuries and deaths, but for us—isn’t this precisely favorable news?”
“Naturally. When the demonic beasts pour out and devastate the city, injured hunters and civilians will proliferate accordingly. That translates directly into massive ‘medical revenue’ for our Apollo Hospital. And furthermore….”
Choi Myung-seok licked his lips with greedy anticipation, pointing at the crimson fissure with one finger.
“Once that gate completely collapses and crumbles, the prime real estate in the heart of Gangnam will be buried under mountains of ‘ultra-high-density S-rank mana cores’ and rare minerals—byproducts of the collapse. Before the military and Association can intervene, we must deploy our private contractor hunters to sweep it all up. Understood?”
“Of course, Director! We already have three hundred elite collection teams standing by. Every single byproduct will become the property of Apollo Guild!”
Satisfied by the executive’s flattering response, Choi Myung-seok chuckled and drained his wine.
In truth, Choi Myung-seok’s mood had been deeply unsettled. An F-rank veterinarian named Kang Jin-hyuk—from who knows where—had appeared and poached all the rankers, establishing the baseless hospital “Arcana Medical Center,” threatening Apollo’s monopoly.
But Kang Jin-hyuk had led the S-rank hunters through the Abyss Gate and beyond into dimensional transit, and had been out of contact for nearly half a year.
“That presumptuous F-rank veterinarian. He crawled of his own volition into that hellhole called the Abyss, so by now he’s surely been digested in some demonic beast’s belly and excreted as waste. Daring to challenge the medical monopoly cartel of this nation—tsk tsk. What a pitiful end for one so ignorant of his place.”
Choi Myung-seok was certain Jin-hyuk was dead. In the gap left by Jin-hyuk’s disappearance, Apollo Hospital had manipulated the media once more and purchased rankers with money, perfectly reclaiming its former glory and monopolistic power.
If Apollo could monopolize the byproducts of this Gangnam gate today, its power would never be shaken again.
“Now, time draws near. When they emerge, simply feign adequate defense—concentrate only on core collection!”
The moment Choi Myung-seok’s orders fell, the gate’s crimson fissure, having reached its limit, began emitting a chilling, bone-crawling sound of rupture.
“It’s coming! The gate is opening! All units, combat stations!”
The squad leaders at the front screamed until their voices cracked, raising their weapons. Camera flashes from journalists erupted like madness, and helicopters circled overhead, broadcasting the moment of disaster live.
Kuguguguguong—!!!
At last, the massive crimson fissure shattered like glass, collapsing inward. Hunters swallowed hard and began chanting skills in preparation for the horrific flood of demonic beasts that would pour forth.
But then….
“…Huh? The monsters… aren’t coming out?”
“What? Why is it so dark inside the fissure?”
Where the gate had broken, rather than demonic beasts pouring out, there existed only a deep, vast darkness like a black hole, gaping emptily. The hunters, gripping their shields tightly, stood bewildered, exchanging confused glances—when suddenly.
Uuuuuung—!
Kwaaaaaang—!!!
Rather than the gate erupting from the ground, the entire night sky above Gangnam-gu began tearing open massively in a single straight line, as though sliced by a razor-sharp blade.
“The, the sky! The sky is tearing apart!”
At someone’s scream, thousands of hunters and citizens, and even Choi Myung-seok in the command vehicle, hastily thrust their heads out the windows and gazed upward at the heavens.
Their eyes went white with shock, pupils dilating in pure terror.
Through the jagged tear in the night sky, something plummeted through the clouds at a terrifying velocity. It was neither a meteor nor a monster.
[Unidentified ultra-massive dimensional structure entering Earth coordinates.]
[Unable to measure the structure’s mass and mana output.]
“A building… a building is falling! Run! We’re all going to be crushed!”
It was a skyscraper of unfathomable height—no, a colossal Tower. Its overwhelming size and mass were vast enough to blanket the entirety of Gangnam-gu.
If that thing collided with the ground at this speed, it would make gate collapses look trivial. It was the end of days—Seoul itself would be erased from the map.
“Th-this is insane! Turn the car around now! We have to escape!”
Choi Myung-seok, who had been boasting about monopolizing the core mere moments ago, screamed with a face drained of all color.
The corrupt guild members hurled their weapons aside and scattered in utter chaos, fleeing in every direction.
The journalists dropped their cameras and sat frozen, staring blankly at the approaching shadow of annihilation.
Just before the Tower collided with Gangnam-gu’s ground—that singular instant when every human squeezed their eyes shut and braced for death.
[Main OS of Arcana Medical Center initializing.]
[Landing protocol executing. Gravity control and reverse-thrust engines engaging at full capacity.]
Buoooooooooong—!!!!
A deafening roar from massive engines tore through the sky, and from the base of the plummeting Tower erupted a blindingly brilliant azure reverse-thrust flame.
Kuuuuung—!
That colossus of impossible mass decelerated as gently as a feather, descending with breathtaking precision onto the vacant lot where the Class-A gate had once stood, settling down as softly as a whisper.
The impact sent a storm of dust billowing outward, and the shockwave sent Choi Myung-seok’s VIP command vehicle tumbling like paper before crashing into the corner of the road.
Yet remarkably, the surrounding civilian buildings and asphalt roads remained utterly unmarred. It was as though someone had positioned this colossal structure with the precision of tweezers, parking it perfectly in the center of the empty lot.
“Cough, cough! Ugh… am I… am I dead?”
From the overturned command vehicle, a blood-soaked Choi Myung-seok barely kicked the door open and crawled out. The Hunters and journalists who had been lying prostrate in terror also began coughing, slowly lifting their heads one by one.
The thick dust gradually began to settle. And what revealed itself before their eyes was a sight that transcended imagination—utterly surreal.
The grotesque dark-magic Tower that had just promised catastrophe?
No. The moment the massive structure touched ground, its exterior began transforming at a terrifying speed.
The repulsive tentacles and skull decorations adorning the outer walls were replaced by blindingly white cutting-edge platinum alloy, and the ominous windows transformed into massive floor-to-ceiling glass panes that flooded the interior with perfect light. Atop that ultra-high-rise structure—easily over one hundred stories—a gaudy neon sign was replaced by an elegant, colossal golden hologram that blazed to life, its radiance piercing the sky and seeming to touch the cosmos itself.
[ARCANA ULTRA-MASSIVE DIMENSIONAL COMPREHENSIVE HOSPITAL HEADQUARTERS (ARCANA MEDICAL CENTER)]
[EMERGENCY NIGHT SERVICES WARMLY WELCOMED / SPECIALIZED TREATMENT AVAILABLE FOR MONSTERS, INTERDIMENSIONAL BEINGS, AND CONSTELLATIONS]
“A… a hospital…? That insanely massive Tower is… a hospital?”
Choi Myung-seok pointed at the hologram with trembling hands, gasping for breath. The tens of thousands of onlookers watching also stood frozen in shock, unable to even breathe.
In that overwhelming silence,
the main entrance of the massive hospital—a heavy, state-of-the-art automatic door standing ten meters tall—opened smoothly to both sides with a cheerful, capitalistic chime.
Shhhhk—.
Along with the faint scent of sterilizing solution characteristic of a sterile room wafting from within, the first figure to emerge was a man in a pristine white doctor’s coat billowing behind him.
Neatly combed hair, intelligent glasses, hands thrust casually into his pockets. The man they had all been certain had vanished into the Abyss and died half a year ago.
Kang Jin-hyuk—the F-rank veterinarian and unscrupulous hospital director.
He was not dead. His skin gleamed with vitality, and rather than the shabby neighborhood veterinarian of old, he now radiated the overwhelming confidence and arrogance of a CEO commanding a mega-corporation that had swallowed the entire universe.
Behind him walked Yoo Yi-soo, the Empress of the Abyss, clipboard in hand and an elegant smile gracing her lips, while beside her stood Ma Dong-tak, ranked second, with a crowbar slung casually across his shoulders, chewing gum and providing steadfast protection.
But what truly sent shivers through the crowd was not Kang Jin-hyuk’s entourage. It was the hospital “staff” pouring out behind them.
“Krrrr! So this is the place called Earth! The air itself is delightfully tainted with exhaust—how delicious!”
A colossal crimson-scaled dragon, Balakas, squeezed through the hospital entrance, a security chief armband wrapped around one massive forearm, snorting plumes of smoke as he emerged.
“Hallelujah! What a beautiful and savage world this is! Let us bestow upon every patient here the sacred blessing of medical bills!”
Zeruel and his radiant Angel Legion soared through the hospital lobby’s ceiling, providing perfect illumination.
“Kekekek! Jin-hyuk! No, I mean Director! These mortals sprawled out here—we just admit them all and squeeze out the medical fees, right?”
The Four Demon Kings, once called the rulers of the Abyss, trudged out in a line wearing pediatrics, internal medicine, and surgery coats forced upon them, their faces twisted in wicked grins. Behind them, the Murim Alliance Elders shuffled along, wielding mops and cleaning supplies as they scrubbed the floor.
Dragons from mythology, Demon Kings, Angels, and the absolute masters of the martial world. That terrifying combination capable of annihilating the entire universe now stood perfectly controlled behind a single man named Kang Jin-hyuk as hospital staff. It was cosmic horror that Earth’s Hunters could never comprehend in a lifetime—and the triumphant victory of ruthless capitalism.
“Y-you… Kang Jin-hyuk! What in the hell are you doing…!”
A blood-soaked Choi Myung-seok crawled across the floor, denying reality as he screamed.
Jin-hyuk pushed his glasses up with a smooth gesture toward the tens of thousands of people surrounding him, the cameras, and the scattered remnants of corrupt forces below. Without a hint of panic, as if he’d been waiting for this very spotlight, he twisted his lips into a long, sinister smile.
“Why do you all look so shocked? I clearly announced this through live broadcast before heading to the Abyss.”
Jin-hyuk tapped Chun-sam’s shoulder—which was equipped with a microphone function—and his declaration thundered across all of Gangnam-gu.
“Our Arcana Medical Center isn’t closing. We simply took a business trip to expand our scale to a universal level. As you can see, the remodeling of our Earth headquarters is complete and pristine.”
The unscrupulous veterinarian’s pupils gleamed with the deepest golden greed.
“From this moment forward, we’re officially resuming our exclusive medical—or rather, fee-collection—operations across Earth and the dimensional planes. Our first patient is the Director of Apollo over there rolling on the floor. Let’s process his admission.”
Beris, a thick ledger tucked under his arm, swept his sharp gaze across the media outlets.
“What are you all doing? Aren’t you listening to our Director?”
The spotlights converged at Beris’s irritated words.
Toward Kang Jin-hyuk.

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