The Civil Servant Who Concealed Their True Strength Turns Out to be a Master of Possession - Chapter 274

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A Civil Servant Who Hides His Strength Is Exceptionally Good at Possession – Episode 274

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That’s right. This Sa Gong-seong bastard.
He was an Awakened One.
Even the members of Hunter’s Faith hadn’t noticed that Sa Gong-seong was a Hunter before I possessed him, since he showed no signs of it whatsoever. But once I inhabited his body, I had no choice but to realize he was an Awakened One.
Because I could steal and use his skills.
Look into my eyes, and you’ll gain trust (A)
—Gain powerful persuasiveness from those who meet your gaze.
A skill perfectly suited for a charlatan chairman…
[Hunter’s Faith particularly deceives people with false doctrine, claiming they can turn non-Awakened individuals into Awakened Ones. They say Awakened Ones are the chosen, and their power is a blessing. But if you reverse that logic, those who haven’t awakened become the unchosen, the sinful. And naturally, it seems only right that the chosen use their blessed power however they wish.]
And more than anything, I knew far too much about the heinous atrocities Hunter’s Faith had committed.
[The following is testimony from a woman whose parents and siblings were all members of Hunter’s Faith.]
[“My older brother was seriously injured when a Dungeon Break occurred at his workplace. But since it wasn’t a formal business, his workplace refused to cover his medical expenses, and our family fell into crisis.”]
[“Meanwhile, the Guild that closed that Dungeon made a fortune. A famous Hunter named Jeon Hwan-su took over eighty percent of the byproducts from that place, and I heard the amount was in the tens of billions.”]
[“But unlike that Hunter, my mother and brother only grew poorer and more isolated. Mother had to stop working to care for my brother, and he was in pain.”]
[“It was then that Hunter’s Faith reached out to these two isolated people through an internet community. They came to our house directly and whispered to us: ‘Your misfortune is not coincidence. It’s not because the world is unjust. It’s because you did something wrong. You must atone.'”]
[“You might wonder why we fell for such words, but Hunter’s Faith’s message became great comfort to our family. An unjust world seems impossible to fix, and random misfortune is hard to accept. And above all, Hunter’s Faith…”]
I shut my eyes tightly.
The resentment and rage I felt every time I investigated victims boiled up from the depths of my chest.
[“…gave us hope. They said we too could become Awakened Ones, and we went into debt for hundreds of thousands, even millions of won to buy the Water of Salvation. If we became Awakened, we’d earn tens of billions—how could we not spend that money? We truly believed it.”]
[“But instead of becoming Awakened, our debts only grew. My brother struggled under the weight of debt and eventually left this world. His will read: ‘I’m so ashamed that I failed to become Awakened by not following the True One’s will.'”]
[“Yes. Hunter’s Faith’s doctrine was something my brother could never shake off, not even in death.”]
Even reading it made my blood boil.
A con game exploiting the powerless who cannot stand against those with power.
Those who internalized the logic of power in these helpless people and used it to make money.
Using the false ‘faith’ these people had wielded as a weapon, I spoke while looking into the ambassadors’ eyes.
[The person who left this testimony is Lee Seong-sim, a member of Hunter’s Faith who helped us apprehend the Hunter’s Faith organization within South Korea. However, Lee Seong-sim has become an orphan. Both her parents passed away during the investigation.]
Lee Seong-sim.
I recalled her—the woman who had helped me and Lieutenant Cheon.
The pale-faced woman who naturally pretended not to know of my and Kwon Ik-seong’s existence.
This world has such faces hidden in corners everywhere.
Ordinary and seemingly weak…
Yet possessing a power like a candle that illuminates the darkness within.
[And Hunter’s Faith has now escaped beyond South Korea, selling rare Magical Stones and creating multiple Dungeons. It would be fortunate if those Dungeons were only used as repositories of resources within each nation.]
I looked into the Russian Ambassador’s eyes.
[But that’s not where Hunter’s Faith’s ambitions end. They intend to weaponize rare Magical Stones and use them to foster misunderstanding and conflict between nations.]
I also looked into the American Ambassador’s eyes.
[Unless we all make small compromises and reconcile to resolve this matter, Lee Seong-sim’s story will become the story of every parent, child, sibling, and sister of every ambassador present here. In a world slowly collapsing, who can find happiness?]
If faith had been the weapon of those who slowly destroyed the world,
My weapon was truth.
The truth that no one could survive in a world crumbling to ruin.
The truth that no nation could sustain itself against it.
[Yes. I understand there are nations unafraid of war or Dungeon Breaks. But soon, every place will become a battlefield. It could be Vladivostok, or Tokyo, or Beijing, or—]
And then I saw the face of the man who represented UHU.
Marcen.
I recognized him immediately, having memorized his face before coming here.
But something felt wrong.
That man….
He was smiling alone.
[It could very well be the heart of New York.]
And it was the moment my words ended.
Marcen grinned and showed me the notebook he’d been frantically writing in.
And in that notebook—
Look at the mural behind you.
…was what was written.
I turned to look behind me.
“Chairman!”
My voice didn’t reach the Chairman’s seat.
It was drowned out by the deafening roar.
CRASH!
With a tremendous sound, the mural decorating the conference hall wall shattered into fragments.
As if someone were trying to break through that wall to enter.
The battlefield and ruined cities painted in the mural vanished.
The phoenix and symbols of reconciliation and peace disappeared.
Only a black sinkhole remained in its place.
It was pulling us toward it.
Like a magnet.
“Damn it.”
I turned back to look at Marcen again.
But Marcen was nowhere to be seen.
Instead, before my eyes—
Confirming Player 135….
Searching for configuration values to assign to Player 135….
A status window appeared.
A very familiar form of status window.
And soon the status window displayed to me….
Welcome! You have entered an EX-Rank Dungeon!
Player 135
-Occupation: Actor
-Current Balance: 0 won
I threw out a pathetic greeting.
Wow. So this is what an EX-rank Dungeon was like.

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Pee So-won and Kwon Ik-seong were inside the United Nations Headquarters building.
How?
“Hello. We’re from the KS Guild. We’ve come to submit a permit for Dungeon inspection in the peace zone under UN administration.”
Exactly like this.
The two of them presented their KS Guild employee IDs and requested entry permission from the Security Guard.
The Security Guard listened to them, then tilted his head in confusion.
“Just a moment. I think that’s something the Hunter Headquarters would handle, not us.”
“Ah, is that so? I suppose we got lost. Where would that be….”
“Over there….”
The Security Guard hesitated for a moment, then smacked his lips.
“So these are your employee IDs, correct?”
“Yes.”
At their response, the Security Guard opened the door.
“The Hunter Headquarters is in the new building, so it’s quite far. It’s faster to go through the underground corridor. This way.”
Soon the two of them headed toward the security checkpoint right behind the door the Security Guard had opened.
They were currently wearing items, so they should have been caught immediately at the security screening—
“You’re clear. Go ahead.”
Yet they passed right through.
The reason was simple.
Those two wearing the Security Guard’s face were Ocean and Johnny.
That’s right. This is how you breach the tight security of the UN Headquarters.
We simply become the security ourselves.
And soon a man approached Johnny and Ocean with a sly smile.
“I’ve brought an application for Dungeon inspection in a peace zone under UN jurisdiction. I’m from the Great Realm Guild in South Korea. I’m the Guild Master.”
And he was the only person who could ‘actually’ pass through the UN’s security.
Choi Woo-jin.
Seeing him without even changing his face, Pee So-won’s expression soured, but there was nothing to be done about it.
‘There could be a Dungeon Break at the UN Headquarters. You absolutely must enter with Choi Woo-jin.’
If a Dungeon Break was really going to happen here, we’d definitely need that bastard’s overwhelming combat power.
“Let’s go in. We’ll head to the Hunter Headquarters….”
It was the moment Ocean, wearing the Security Guard’s appearance, spoke.
BOOM—CRASH—CRASH!
A violent explosion from the right struck all five people’s ears.
The moment everyone looked to the right—
A pitch-black sinkhole.
It descended upon the five of them.
In that chaos, only one thing remained visible.
Player 180 confirmed….
The status window.

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