Laborer Mr. Kim Reaps Sweet Rewards with Auto-Hunting - Chapter 76

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Episode 76

Underground meeting room near Pyongyang, North Korea.
A place where few people’s feet ever tread.
Today, quite a crowd had gathered.

“Everyone’s here.”

The man who had summoned them was Kim Yong-pil.
Head of the Organization Guidance Department.
One of the pillars of North Korean power.
Had he called just anyone?
Hardly.

The General Secretary of the Workers’ Party of Korea.
Vice Chairman of the Party Central Military Commission.
Vice Chairman of the State Affairs Commission.
Chairman of the Standing Committee of the Supreme People’s Assembly.
And Kim Yong-pil himself, head of the Organization Guidance Department.
Now that Kim Il-joong had passed away.
He had assembled nothing but the highest power brokers in the land.
Why had they gathered?

“I know you all must be cautious about your movements. Thank you for coming.”
“Not at all, Director. This is something we must do. For Joseon.”
“I agree completely. The state of our nation is shameful these days. How did our Republic come to this….”
“In a crisis like this, shouldn’t we elders of the nation gather? Rather, we’re grateful you called us.”

That was true.
The state of the nation was in ruins.

A heavy sigh.

The rebellion of the Revolutionary Talent Unit was only the beginning.
After that, everything had gone catastrophically wrong.
To such an extent that.

“Not only was the Paekdu Bloodline assassinated in the heart of Pyongyang, right at the Labor Party Building, but the people—the people themselves—are raising their hands to welcome these rebels.”
“It’s a complete disaster.”
“The people have lost their minds entirely. Some of them are even boldly calling for the use of General Yi Sun-sin’s power to purge all Party officials.”
“And you let that stand?”
“The Revolutionary Talent Unit members were right beside us….”
“Lord, we nearly had a catastrophe.”

These pathetic fools.
Kim Yong-pil’s brow furrowed.
Were they actually bragging about it?
With men like this sitting as Party officials, honestly….
What a mess.
But what choice did he have?
These were the only ones he could trust right now.
He’d have to push forward somehow.

“Still, we can’t just sit idle and let this continue, can we?”
“No, that’s true.”
“If the Chairman were still alive….”

If only.
My thoughts exactly.
Chairman Kim Il-joong.
In life, we dismissed him as a pathetic pig.
But now that he’s dead, I find myself missing the name.
The heir to the Paekdu Bloodline.
That symbolism alone would’ve been enough to keep the masses in check.
But that’s not how it went.

“If only Yi Sun-sin hadn’t appeared, things might’ve stayed manageable. Instead, everything went terribly wrong.”

Where did Yi Sun-sin even come from?
The Revolutionary Talent Unit members?
We could’ve handled them easily enough.
Most of them probably died to the Multiple Launch Rocket System anyway.
But then…
The rocket systems suddenly became useless.
And Yi Sun-sin appeared.
We were still trying to make sense of it when—
the Chairman was assassinated.
Right there in his office, by an assassin.
From that moment, everything spiraled out of control.
The rebel faction pushed into Pyongyang.
We couldn’t stop them—there was no way.
Why?
The people turned to their side completely.
Even the People’s Army soldiers.
And worse, they held the moral high ground.

“How did the rebels obtain evidence that the Chairman conspired with Japan and fired the rockets? How did they manage that?”

What trick did they pull?
I always remembered him as a simple-minded, ignorant member of the Revolutionary Talent Unit.
But he changed—suddenly transformed into someone else.

“Everything’s prepared as my deputy director instructed. Before tonight ends, the senior Revolutionary Talent Unit members will have met with the Chairman.”
“The Party Central Military Commission is ready too.”
“Once today passes, everything will return to normal.”
“Yes, sir.”
“You’ve all worked hard.”

That’s right.
No matter how much they struggle, they’re just commoners.
How could they possibly stand against us, who have ruled for generations?
We’ll kill them in their sleep—their leaders.
And then.
We deploy the People’s Army, which we control.
Crush them all.
Anyone who resists—we eliminate them along with the soldiers.
That was the plan of the Party leadership.
We thought operational security was perfect—

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Applause, suddenly?

“Who’s there!”

This place was known only to the Party’s highest echelon.
There should be no applause here.
Unless someone had been hiding all along.

Click-!
After the quick assessment, I’d drawn the pistol when—
the intruder appeared.

“You… Park Moo-paal?!”

Impossible.
How the hell did he get here?
Confusion flickered, but instinct took over.
I squeezed the trigger—

Whoosh!

“What?”

Why was my hand on fire—

“You comrades underestimate the Revolutionary Talent Unit far too much. Did you think I’d let a comrade pull that trigger?”

It’s over.
He knew about this place and approached quietly?
What does this mean?
He knows everything.

“Any chance you’ll let me live?”
“Not a chance.”

Well, I hadn’t expected mercy anyway.
Failure meant death regardless—might as well wonder about this one thing.
But this, I had to know.

“How did you find this place?”
“Thanks to you lot, I came to know and serve someone who told me.”
“Someone you serve? Who are they—”

Could there be another insider?

Whoosh.

“Urgh—!”

Fire engulfed my entire body all at once.
The agony was sharp, but brief.

“You’re all marked for the afterlife anyway, so I’ll tell you. When you reach the other side, give the Chairman this message: it’s a gift for your Joseon’s Personnel Manager.”

Personnel Manager…
Insane.
South Korea’s Revolutionary Talent Unit—him, all along…
With that impossible name echoing in his mind, Kim Yong-pil’s consciousness faded.

* * *

“Hah… it’s finally over.”

The basement conference room where, moments before, five pigs had writhed.
Now?
Park Moo-paal stood alone.

“These madmen moving this fast—who’d have thought?”

Park Moo-paal, Director of Combat Operations for the Revolutionary Talent Unit.
Had he seen those bureaucrats more than once or twice in all this time?
The fact that they weren’t the type to sit idle—
he’d known that all along.
But to move with such speed.
This was beyond what he’d anticipated.
If it weren’t for the Manager—

“I’d be dead by now.”

How many times had his life been saved?
He couldn’t even count them anymore.
This debt of gratitude—he had to repay it somehow.

[Name: Park Moo-paal (Lv. 61) / Democratic People’s Republic of Korea]

Yes.
This too.

“I never thought the day would come when I’d reach the sixty-first floor.”

It would have been impossible without the Manager.
Saving his life.
Putting a weapon in his hands.
Even providing consumables to use once he ascended.
All of it—the Manager’s grace.

“There’s no way to repay it all, but…”

He had to do what he could.
What did they call it? Subcontracting?
After joining the Manager’s unit,
he’d received his first mission.
North Korea.
That is, the stabilization of Joseon.
Clearing towers, clearing dungeons.
So the people could live in peace.
That’s what he was doing.

“The Paekdu Bloodline is garbage. All they do is line their own pockets—what kind of parent is that? The Manager, who puts the people first—he’s the true parent.”

Clear towers and dungeons?
Easy.
It’s what he’d always done.
So in whatever time remained—

“I should lay some groundwork gradually.”

The true parent, the Manager.
This divine grace of his—the other Revolutionary Talents and the people needed to know it too.

* * *

[Following Chairman Kim Il-joong’s death, the atmosphere inside North Korea has been drifting in an unexpected direction, making waves—]

“Manager, do you see? Everything seems to be wrapping up nicely.”
“Indeed, it’s all thanks to Unjang.”
“Heh, it’s nothing much.”

It’s not a big deal.
I’ve benefited from it, though.
The method Unjang suggested.
Yeohae.
In other words, let’s put Yi Sun-sin at the forefront.
The result?
Successful, as you can see.

“Ha, don’t be modest. Thanks to that, we walked into Pyongyang without much fighting, and even wrapped up the Japan commission cleanly on top of it all.”
“Ah, well….”

What if I hadn’t put Yi Sun-sin forward?
The Japan commission—that’s one thing.
We could’ve declined it if we wanted.
North Korea would’ve been quite rough.

“Don’t worry. Even if there had been fighting, we’d have been there. It wouldn’t have been much of a problem.”
“Right, I know that.”

But would there have been only that problem?
We’d have just swept through them.
Arthur, Robin, Unjang, Yeohae.
Four of them—that’s a natural disaster.
But….

“Well, if there was no helping it, then so be it. But there’s no real need for a massacre, is there?”

Yoon Ha-jun, twenty-three years old.
Honestly, I haven’t had that much experience.
Still, there’s one thing I know for certain—
There are no eternal secrets in this world.
Someday.
People might find out that there’s a Personnel Management Office director behind Guan Yu in China or Yi Sun-sin in North Korea.
Maybe someone already knows.
When I think about that time…
An image steeped in blood isn’t good.
Even I’d find it frightening.

“In that sense, this conclusion was perfect.”

Well, of course it’s not over yet.

“Director, I just got a call from the Awakening Management Bureau about the Japan deal rejection. How should I handle it?”
“A matter concerning Japan? What did they say?”
“Well… to put it simply, the Japanese side is asking us to reconsider the rejection—wondering if we’d be interested in reconsidering.”

Hmm.
Those Japanese bastards.
They’re asking me to reconsider this?
I heard they’re pretty proud, but I guess they’re hurting for it.
Of course, the answer’s already decided.

“Rejected.”
“Yes, sir!”

Not a chance in hell.
I’m not usually one to hold grudges.
But I’m not merciful enough to give another chance to someone who stabbed me in the back first.
Mercy? Forget it.
Get hit once and just let it slide?
That’s being a pushover.

“Damn, Manager, that was refreshing!”
“Japan could try to cause trouble now, right? I’m counting on you, Arthur.”
“Wasser, I trust you!”
“Rani too! I trust Rani!”
“Of course you do.”

Those early days right after I awakened as Manager of the Personnel Management Office.
Back then, I knew nothing.
What kind of ability I’d awakened.
How strong I’d actually become — that was it.
So I was terrified, naturally.
But now?
Things are different.
If I didn’t know better at this point, I’d be an idiot.
So.

“Todd, relay this to the Awakening Management Bureau: Japan and China are a permanent no.”

Disappointed?
Then come back with terms I can’t refuse.
Or, well.
Sort it out yourselves.
Oh, right.

“Additionally, spread the word to every other nation about why Japan got rejected. And tell them if similar attempts come their way, I’m prepared to permanently refuse them all.”
“Yes, understood, Manager.”

Okay.
One nuisance handled.
Now for how Japan’ll respond….
Well, we’ll see when it happens.
No need to lose sleep over it now.

It won’t change anything anyway.
Think I’ll bend if they push hard?
Nope.
Absolutely not.
If I was going to cave, I’d have just pretended not to notice and made it for them.
Besides, I’m not even scared anymore.

“Heh! Rani protect Manager and friends!”
“Heh heh….”

With the Workers at our side, what’s there to worry about?
They should be the ones worrying about facing us.
So.

“Let’s check out the new functions of our Personnel Management Office.”

The North Korean crisis broke out on moving day.
I didn’t get a proper chance to look things over because of it.
Scrambled to dispatch the Workers and everything.
After that?
It was all cleanup and follow-up — things were hectic.

“Oh, and I need to grab some noodles too.”

After moving, you have to eat it without fail.
I must’ve been awfully busy if I missed that too.

“Jjajangmyeon? Excellent! Wasser, add sweet and sour pork as well!”
“…Sweet and sour pork?”

Of course.
I’ll order plenty, so Robin, swallow your saliva.
First, give me a little time.
I want to check out the new functions.

* * *

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Personnel Management Office

[Worker Dispatch]
– Tower
– Dungeon
– Office (Eye of Truth)
– Office (Eye of Truth, Beijing)
[Fixed Team Management]
[Commissions]
[Work Site Exploration]
[Worker Training Center]
[Fitting Room (Available to Unlock)]
[Subcontractor Management]
[Additional Function Unlock]
[Administration]
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Two new functions were added this time.
The Fitting Room.
And Subcontractor Management.
Of course, there seems to be something to the Additional Function Unlock as well.
The problem is.

[Condition – Chaos Tower 70th Floor or Higher]

Yeah.
I can’t even check it.
I’d have to climb the Chaos Tower to the 70th floor or higher to see it.
How petty of them.
The Fitting Room is the same deal.
When I press to unlock it?

[Condition – Chaos Tower 70th Floor or Higher]

That’s what it says.
What do you mean?
I even moved houses to unlock this!
At least one function opened—thank goodness for that.
Subcontractor Management.
I checked it briefly and that was it.
Let me check it once more.

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[Subcontractor Management]

※ Currently Registered Companies
– Eye of Truth (South Korea)
– Revolutionary Talent Unit (North Korea)

※ Scheduled List
– Ganga Guardian Alliance (India)
– Shield of Ra (Egypt)
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Yes!
Revolutionary Talent Unit added.
This is it.
And when I scroll down a bit.

[Subcontractor Dispatch Site Registration / Management]

I see the word “dispatch site.”
What’s this about?
I should check if I’m curious.
I tapped it right away.

[Condition – Chaos Tower Level 70 or higher]

What?
Ugh.
This won’t do.

“Everyone, gather around. Let’s head to the Chaos Tower first.”

Level 70 or whatever.
I’m going to push through and clear it.

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