The Civil Servant Who Concealed Their True Strength Turns Out to be a Master of Possession - Chapter 278

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A Civil Servant Who Hides His Strength Is Exceptionally Good at Possession – Episode 278
“Wow. You’re making money like a brute.”
Choi Woo-jin smiled faintly as he spoke.
To someone who had a gun trained on his forehead.
‘Please, just don’t fight, you psychos!’
I shook my head with that thought.
Regardless, Pee So-won spoke with her usual expressionless face.
“This kind of thing makes money well. Just like how the Great Empire Guild squeezes and extorts its guild members to make an obscene amount of money.”
“Ha ha. You’re bringing up ancient history. Stories from my grandfather’s time.”
“Ah, is that so? Well, that’s not really my concern anyway.”
At that moment, Choi Woo-jin grasped the barrel of Pee So-won’s gun with his hand.
“Even if you shoot, nothing will change. As you know, I’m S-rank. Unless this item is S-rank—”
No. That’s not it.
“The bullets are S-rank. I made quite a bit of money in Russia thanks to someone.”
Pee So-won looked at me.
Choi Woo-jin also looked at me and furrowed his brow.
Sigh… Back then, that guy’s unique Magical Stone did help me earn a lot of money.
Even if Pee So-won couldn’t make two S-rank weapons, she could have afforded S-rank bullets.
“So you want to fight? If you lose to me here, you’ll lose face as the boss.”
Of course, Choi Woo-jin wasn’t the type to back down because of that.
Tension hung between the two of them.
It was when I was desperately looking at Kwon Ik-seong, the only one still somewhat sane.
Kwon Ik-seong placed his palm against the gun barrel, between Choi Woo-jin and Pee So-won.
Then he slowly pushed it toward Pee So-won’s side and spoke.
“Let’s stop joking around now.”
Joking?
I watched the two of them with every hair on my body standing on end.
Then immediately, Choi Woo-jin and Pee So-won relaxed their eyes as if nothing had happened.
That was a joke?
Seriously, a joke?
“My point stands. Either way, it’s safer to entrust money to me than to that non-civil servant bastard, and besides, I make money better than he does.”
At Pee So-won’s words, Choi Woo-jin furrowed his brow.
“The Mafia has poor job stability. If you keep expanding your influence like that, you’ll run into other players and die before long.”
“Other players?”
When I asked, Choi Woo-jin nodded.
“Players can conduct money transactions with each other. So—”
Choi Woo-jin pointed to Pee So-won’s gun and spoke.
“If you meet another player with items, theoretically it’s possible to extort them like that and steal their money. It doesn’t seem like that’s happened yet, but…”
Choi Woo-jin gazed into empty space as he spoke.
He seemed to be looking at the rankings.
But what Choi Woo-jin just said is quite unsettling.
In a dungeon where money is directly tied to survival, there’s no law preventing people from acting impulsively.
I recalled the ambassadors who had been in the conference room.
The representatives from various nations, growling at each other.
No matter how I looked at it, those men would never unite to save one another.
“Vice Director, you stand out too much. Your money is rising in such a cascading pattern. The players will be paying attention. You might hear rumors soon.”
That was a fairly reasonable point, but….
“Then what about Player 1? Wouldn’t they be an equally obvious target?”
When I asked, Pee So-won answered this time.
“We don’t know exactly who that person is. It’s not easy to make money suddenly without drawing attention like this, but my back alley sources—which are usually accurate—aren’t getting any information on them.”
“But why are they called Player 1?”
I voiced the question I’d been holding onto all this time.
“Do you think the player numbers were assigned randomly? For something like that, the two of you have consecutive numbers.”
I pointed to Pee So-won, who was Player 180, and Kwon Ik-seong, who was Player 181.
“Then what is the player order related to?”
“The order of entry into the dungeon.”
Kwon Ik-seong spoke matter-of-factly.
“…I see.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
I nodded in agreement.
“If we think about it that way, the person who entered first likely opened this dungeon. And that person is….”
I recalled the man who had told me to look back.
He was the representative of UHU, though he could have been impersonating that identity.
“…likely Seol Ok-gyun.”
At my words, Pee So-won clenched her teeth.
“Damn it, what are those United Nations bastards doing?”
“It’s not just the United Nations that’s failing. The South Korean government probably anticipated this to some degree too, right?”
Choi Woo-jin added.
Then he looked at me and asked.
“So Seol Ok-gyun could have become the boss monster. Given the nature of the unique magical stone that transforms the surrounding environment into a dungeon, there’s a high probability that he himself was transformed.”
“…What… that could happen?”
It might not.
Would Seol Ok-gyun take such a risk? I’d expect he’d have safeguards in place.
Regardless—
“If Player 1 is Seol Ok-gyun, and Seol Ok-gyun opened this dungeon, then he’s confident he’ll survive to the end.”
And he’s also planning to kill at least half of the remaining United Nations ambassadors.
If the United Nations gets bombed and the ambassadors from the major permanent members die, it will lead to international conflict.
Then the adoption of a ban treaty on unique magical stones at the UN Security Council would obviously fall through, and instead the world’s superpowers would be desperate to obtain unique magical stones to strengthen their national defense.
‘Meanwhile, those Hunter’s Faith bastards will make a fortune.’
And that’s not all.
“Right. If that bastard slips away, hunters will enter their golden age.”
The Hunter’s Faith doctrine—that hunters are the chosen ones—will only grow stronger.
The world will sink deeper into the danger of Dungeon Breaks, and only hunters can resolve them.
In short… you could call it the prologue to a world-ending scenario.
“Then we need someone to stand against Player 1 even more. Funnel the money to me. Then I’ll….”
I cut off Pee So-won’s words.
“Wait. About funneling the money. Let’s decide it by vote. If we keep debating like this, we’ll never finish.”
At my words, Pee So-won’s brow furrowed.
But she soon nodded. Choi Woo-jin looked unbothered, and Kwon Ik-seong was the same.
And so the voting result was—
“We should funnel the money to Choi Woo-jin, Hand.”
3: 1.
Choi Woo-jin wins.
“…?”
Pee So-won looked at me and Kwon Ik-seong with disbelief.
“What are you two doing?”
I tried to avert my gaze, but Pee So-won turned my chin back toward her.
“Speak. What’s your reason?”
“Well… it’s….”
“Damn it.”
“You should accept the result, ma’am.”
“No… there are two people here who are my colleagues, so how does it make sense that I lose?”
At Pee So-won’s words, Choi Woo-jin let out a snort.
“It seems you weren’t as well-regarded as a superior as you thought.”
Pee So-won’s face crumpled.
I quickly stood up and spoke.
“Well then, Choi Woo-jin, you handle that Times Square advertisement, and Deputy Director, I’ll use the investment funds well, thank you….”
“Stop.”
“….”
Pee So-won forcibly pushed me back into my seat.
Beneath her bowler hat, her eyes gleamed with an intensity that was utterly fierce.
“What is it. Why him and not me.”
“That’s quite a misunderstanding you’re having….”
“What is it.”
“….”
I smacked my lips and opened my mouth.
“It’s too dangerous.”
“What?”
“Your work is too risky, Deputy Director. You have to engage in gunfights, and like Choi Woo-jin said, you might already be a target of other players. But there’s no guarantee you’ll win every time….”
Choi Woo-jin is S-rank, so he’ll win them all.
How many S-rank humans exist in the world?
But Pee So-won isn’t one of them, is she!
I cleared my throat and continued speaking.
“We’re partners, after all….”
“….”
Pee So-won’s expression grew subtly complicated at my words.
A brief silence fell between us.
Something… awkward.
Pee So-won broke the silence first.
“Then you. Why did you choose Choi Woo-jin?”
Pee So-won redirected the conversation, asking Kwon Ik-seong.
Kwon Ik-seong answered matter-of-factly.
“It seemed like Lee Yu-ji wanted it that way. From the moment she suggested we vote, I had that impression.”

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