Infinite Evolution Hunter - Chapter 103

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103
“Heo O-sung, I reviewed your application materials. You have quite an extensive record of violence. Four years ago, when your girlfriend wanted to break up, you assaulted her—five fractures, a concussion. You left scars on her face that she’ll carry for life.”
“I didn’t do it! Didn’t she testify that it was someone she didn’t know?”
Heo O-sung flinched, his expression betraying his shock at how I knew, but he quickly recovered and pointed an accusatory finger at me in a desperate reversal.
“That’s right. The victim testified at the time that she was beaten by a stranger. But something felt off, so I went to see her directly. Once I guaranteed her safety and we talked, she told me everything. You’d threatened her relentlessly.”
“She’s lying! There hasn’t even been a trial yet! You’re holding me like this on testimony alone! Can you take responsibility for this?!”
“I can. We secured CCTV footage based on her statement, and your blood was found on the victim’s clothing at the time. And this wasn’t the only incident. During your school years, you beat your classmates like they were punching bags. I’ve collected statements from the victims themselves.”
I hurled the documents onto the muddy ground.
“You’re a rotten bastard, truly.”
The four men beside me snickered.
Heo O-sung trembled violently.
“Your sentence is already confirmed. According to the contract you kindly signed, I’ve decided to reduce your sentence by ten times the duration of training you complete here. You’d do well to participate earnestly in the training.”
I turned my attention to the next trainee.
“Rape-murderer Jeon Dong-gun, serial killer Yang Deok-su, child sexual offender Shin Mu-yeol, and Choi Mi-ran, who committed murder and robbery using poison within the Gate.”
“Long time no see~ oppa. Did you miss me~?”
Choi Mi-ran greeted me with a nasal laugh. She’d pulled her orange prison uniform tight and cinched it with an elastic band to accentuate her figure. Despite being an inmate without makeup, her fox-like beauty remained intact.
The other prisoners whistled and licked their tongues at the sight of Choi Mi-ran.
“You all already know this, right? Your sentence reduction is ten times the training duration.”
“I’m serving a life sentence anyway, so what’s the point of reducing it? Kekekeke.”
“I just wanted to get some fresh air.”
They were all remarkably carefree. Except for Shin Mu-yeol, the child sexual offender, and Heo O-sung, the rest were already serving life sentences. They’d volunteered simply because they hated being cooped up in a prison cell like a chicken coop.
“Then, we’ll begin training immediately.”
There was a reason I’d brought criminals here to train them. I needed to understand the limits of regeneration granted by the World Tree to rapidly develop Hunters who could serve as immediate combat strength, and for that, I needed to push their bodies to the absolute limit.
I couldn’t do such things due to human rights concerns, and even if I could, my conscience wouldn’t allow me to grind innocent people down like that.
So I chose criminals. Each of them had some connection to me, whether small or large.
Heo O-sung, the instructor I met at the Academy. Choi Mi-ran, who tried to addict me and Yang Sang-heon and steal items. The other three would be caught in the future, but based on information in my notes, I’d spent my own money to uncover evidence of their crimes. I then handed that information to the Police and had them arrested before they could commit further crimes. Money truly was wonderful—I could capture small fry like this without lifting a finger myself.
The unfortunate part was that they’d already committed numerous crimes. What’s already happened can’t be undone. I had to be satisfied with preventing crimes that would occur in the future.
I’d also trained with Oh’s Group. It was certainly effective, but neither my resolve nor theirs was strong enough to push them to the absolute limit.
And there was one more thing—through my confrontation with China, I’d come to realize anew that no matter how much I flew around alone, it wasn’t enough.
After a meeting with Director Baek Young-shin, we decided to build a special training facility next to the Academy and establish a special forces unit. The data I’d extract from now would be reflected in the special forces training curriculum.
“Now, put on the military pack with your name written on it and run. Begin.”
“Ah~ my legs aren’t good, so I can’t run. My knees are throbbing.”
Jeon Dong-gun, the rape-murderer, tapped his knees. The way he slouched made it clear he’d come with this intention from the start. He probably wanted to take it easy in this newly established facility.
I stepped in front of Jeon Dong-gun.
“What? What are you doing? Going to hit me?”
Jeon Dong-gun thrust his face toward me and smirked.
Hunter Jung Min-gi, the only S-rank Hunter until now, was known as a kind-hearted Buddha. Since I’d never committed any act of violence or illegal conduct up to this point, he’d apparently underestimated me.
I kicked Jeon Dong-gun’s knee with a low kick as he smirked.
It snapped as easily as a disposable wooden chopstick breaking.
“Gaaaaaahhhhh!!!”
“Yeah. Your knees look pretty bad. Does anyone else have any injuries?”
The prisoners’ faces went pale.
“Y-you think you’ll get away with this?! Ignoring prisoner rights?! Aren’t you an S-rank Hunter?! I’m reporting all of this later!”
Serial killer Yang Deok-su pointed at me and shouted.
Being protected by law is a wonderful thing. But there were far too many humans who abused the law and hid behind it to commit atrocities.
“Did you think about human rights when you were killing people? Report me? Go ahead.”
I let killing intent pour out.
“What kind of law is this?!”
“It’s right here. I like guys like you. Criminals without a shred of guilt toward your victims. So I can treat you exactly the same way.”
I looked down at him expressionlessly, and he realized I didn’t see him as human.
“Run. Whoever falls behind last will…”
I glanced at the collapsed Jeon Dong-gun.
Child sexual abuser Shin Mu-yeol was the first to sling the bag over his shoulder.
“Ugh… how heavy…?”
“You’re all Hunters, aren’t you? I adjusted the weight accordingly.”
Yang Deok-su, Shin Mu-yeol, and Heo O-sung gritted their teeth, hoisted the bags onto their shoulders, and began walking slowly.
“Oppa, this is way too heavy for a woman~?”
Choi Mi-ran thrust out her chest and flirted with me.
How pathetic.
I shoved her shoulder and kicked her legs out from under her.
“Kyaaaah!!”
Choi Mi-ran’s slender legs snapped just like Jeon Dong-gun’s.
The three men’s pace quickened as they trudged along.
“I don’t give special treatment because you’re a woman. This is a special place—just lie here and you’ll heal. Once you’re better, if you don’t run immediately, I’ll break them again.”
I could feel the World Tree’s vitality spreading through the area. Without any special treatment, I could observe how quickly such injuries healed with just rest.
You can tell from someone’s face whether they’re pushing themselves to their limit or just going through the motions. Right now, all three were running with some effort, but they weren’t pushing themselves to their absolute maximum.
I went behind Shin Mu-yeol and kicked his bag.
“Ugh…!”
Shin Mu-yeol’s face buried itself in the mud.
This mud was no ordinary mud either. I’d gathered mud saturated with the dense mana concentration spread throughout North Korea and scattered it here. Normally it would be poison, but receiving the World Tree’s life force, the mana would strengthen their bodies. Since I couldn’t conduct such experimental training on ordinary people, I’d gathered these criminals instead.
“If you don’t run faster, I’ll keep kicking you.”
“Y-you’re going too far, aren’t you?!”
“Too far is what you did to those children. Those kids will carry scars—both physical and mental—that they’ll never forget for the rest of their lives.”
As Shin Mu-yeol collapsed, Yang Deok-su and Heo O-sung’s pace accelerated.
Jeon Dong-gun’s legs had fully healed, but he lay on the ground feigning pain. I approached to kick him.
“Yes! I’m going!”
Only then did he get up, sling on the bag, and run.
As I’d requested, the World Tree concentrated its vitality on this Training Facility, and in just ten minutes, the broken legs had healed. It was weaker than a Healer’s touch, but the fact that it was spreading throughout the entire facility was significant.
The prisoners were dying under the impossible weight of their packs as they ran, but simultaneously their stamina was recovering and their wounds were healing, allowing them to endure the intense training. Of course, everything has its limits.
“Huff… huff… ugh…!”
“Damn it….”
“Bastards…. Let’s settle this outside.”
They ran, breathing heavily, spewing curses, or making vague threats of retaliation. At the maximum speed and weight I’d reached, I didn’t even feel the benefit of the World Tree anymore.
“I can’t! I won’t!”
Jeon Dong-gun collapsed on the ground.
“Is that so?”
“Break my bones! Kill me! I absolutely won’t do it!”
Genuine conviction blazed across his face. Even if I broke a few more bones, he wouldn’t yield.
“It seems we need special remedial education.”
“What?”
Screeeech.
A container door opened with a bone-chilling sound. Inside was Bae Na-young.
I grabbed Jeon Dong-gun by the collar and dragged him toward the container.
“Let go! Let go of this!”
He pounded and clawed at my hand, but it didn’t even tickle.
I’d shown Bae Na-young photographs of the crime scenes these men had committed beforehand. Seeing the victims’ gruesome conditions, she was already seething with rage.
“What?! What is this?!”
I threw him into the container and shut the door.
He stopped screaming.
The other four prisoners froze and stared silently at the container.
I left it as is, knowing this spectacle would benefit them as well.
“Aaaahhhhh!!!!”
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
The sound of fists pounding the container and Jeon Dong-gun’s death-like screams never ceased.
“S-stop!! I’m sorry! Why are you doing this?! Ahhhhh!!”
“Not running? Want to go in?”
At my words, the four prisoners moved their feet frantically.
Yang Deok-su emerged from the container after mere minutes, looking around wildly like a madman. He found his bag and practically flew toward it, threw it on, and bolted.
“N-never… going in… again….”
Seeing Yang Deok-su’s state, the other four ran with desperate intensity.
I made them run until sunset.
As their stats increased and the effort seemed to diminish, I added metal weights to increase the burden.
No matter how much the World Tree replenished their stamina, it couldn’t erase pain. The agony of tearing muscles and twisting ankles, the psychological torment that followed, and the stress of not knowing when it would end—the prisoners’ faces were utterly wretched.
“Well, today’s training is over. Write down how much your stats increased in your journal. If you lie…”
I glanced at Bae Na-young standing before the container, and they all swallowed hard.
“Understood?”
“Yes!”
Discipline tightened in a single day.
“You want us to eat this?”
I gave the prisoners who’d run without lunch hard, dry rations and water. It was to determine how much activity was possible on minimal sustenance.
“Ugh… ugh…”
Choi Mi-ran’s tears streamed down like drops of rain.
The male prisoners who had drooled at the sight of Choi Mi-ran at first now lacked even the energy for that.
I continued this training regimen. On the first day, I handled it personally to establish discipline, but with so much on my plate, I delegated it to Yang Sang-heon instead. When softhearted Yang Sang-heon was too lenient at first, I showed him photographs of the victims—and he transformed into a hellish instructor.
“Bring me candy.”
Eres still hadn’t left.

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