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An illusion every Chinese hunter once had.

Elements that are common in old non-threatening heroic tales.

There is a hidden doomsday eclipse hidden in a remote cave or a long-standing archive, and anyone who discovers it will receive the greatest secret or treasure in the world.

Yangjeongcheon was also a person whose imagination flowed with such stories when she was a child.

So,

"Huff?!"

Yooseong entered the prohibited area and handed over the bookshelf without hesitation.

Choo-choo-choo

He couldn't help but be surprised when he pressed into the inside of the bookshelf with the starry book.

"How did you know this?"

Yooseong did not answer.

Just put your hand in the hole exposed inside the bookshelf.

Yang Jeongcheon didn't really dig it up.

My heart skipped.

Excitement that I had never felt except when I was very young.

But it was only for a moment.

Immediately, the experience and rationality of the elderly captures the feeling of glamour.

But why? '

It's a natural story.

The person who built that device was, of course, a member of the Red Dragon Circuit. Yangjeongcheon must be a forerunner.

But what does it need to be?

Once the area itself was a restricted area for any outsiders other than Parliament.

Is it really necessary to conceal an agenda that your successor would use anyway?

Of course, in the case of literacy, there were also types designed to convey enlightenment to the successor.

Let the device be discovered and operated as a task to gain treasure in return.

'But this...'

While Yooseong was exploring using his cell phone and notebook, Yangjeongcheon examined the open space beyond the bookshelf.

But...

'It's just a simple device that can be pushed to work. Why are you making all this fuss?'

In Yangjeongcheon's eyes.

"......!"

A piece of paper stood out.

A book with a book that Yooseong took out.

Yangjeongcheon picked it up and read it.

Author Benefits.

Yangjeongcheon was also a member of the family tree of succession, known by name, Ming vs. Early Circumcision.

A genius who has fully established and evaluated the framework of the Red Dragon Period, which has been evolving among generations of gymnastics, and has helped many of their descendants achieve it.

Yang Jeongcheon read the paper with proficient reading.

"...... Indeed."

Expectations vanished from that face.

My mouth was filled with loneliness.

Yang Jingcheon's question was solved neatly.

The book with Yooseong, it was never great.

It wasn't written by merit.

- To posterity.

In fact,

It was not written by the Red Dragon Circumcision.

- This book is by my older brother Yang Woo-jin...

He had a brother.

Yang Woo-jin.

Yangjeongcheon also remembered the name from the genealogy.

But not for 'good' reasons.

The eldest son of a pioneering parliament at the time, Brother Yang.

According to the records, his talents were exceptional.

- You weren't born with the salt.

So,

He didn't make it here.

Of course, the salt of the Yang Seed family (63907;) is not the only way to use the Red Dragon Age.

After all, the defeatist method of the Red Dragon Society was a well-known shaman without the salt of the flame.

However, it was a very shameful fact for the eldest son of the Yang family to inherit the pair and not wake up the Red Dragon.

Moreover, his talents are very good.

- My father was very sorry for his talents, and he allowed me to go out into the world and walk as an unmanned person, even though I was judged or adopted as a quantum.

However,

Yang Woo-jin insisted on staying in the family.

It seems that Parliament, which was their father at that time, was sad and secretly anticipated.

Even though the Red Dragon method is strong, it is inevitable that there is a great sense of deprivation for the uninhabited who do not use the family salt (63907;).

But what if Yang Woo-jin, an unsalted genius, tries to stay in the family?

It will be a great inspiration to the Red Dragon Council members and will have a positive impact on the development of the family shameless.

- But you didn't walk the right path.

Damae and .

Among them, Yangwoojin was deeply immersed in the worst form.

- The shaman welcomed even the fundamental unknown shamans as family foodies, and continued to explore the books of various societies.

However, there were those who were looking forward to the results, but the results were very suspicious.

including the mountainous coastline ( channel),

Weird sketches, where the content is baffling and totally unacceptable, and the stories of the weird animals that live there and the writings on the efficacy that can be obtained from them.

I was immersed in stories that were merely tales of interest.

Even though my strong body has almost halved, and I've left my body so hard that I can't even get used to it.

That's as far as I go.

Still, everyone would have been sympathetic.

A genius who didn't have what he was born with.

He found shelter because he couldn't overcome the misfortune.

But one day,

From the mouth of the servants. Yangwoojin shook the family saying that he had spit it out himself.

Someday, when my work will bear fruit, I will be the Red Dragon Circuit.

At that time,

Nuance was clear because everyone understood.

Yang Woo-jin, who fell in love with strange spells, cursed his brother, who had already established himself as a vice minister.

Of course, the current gymnosophist who heard it was furious.

It was because I never liked the look of Parliament seeing their eldest son obsessed with bizarre books over the years.

Like that,

Yangwoojin was kicked out of the family.

Of course, it was not a complete exile.

If at any time he returns to his senses and is passionate about martial arts again, he will accept him as a member of the family.

However, Yang Woo-jin did not come back again.

Seven years from exile.

In a favela of antiquity,

Yang Woo-jin rolled around in a cold corpse.

- You will never curse anyone. He was the brother who was always talking to me after a strange rumor broke out.

There was a little bit of nurture.

-Since childhood, always walking to the right level without even the smallest difficulty. Even though it was a foolish superstition that my brother fell in love with, I believe there is no harm to his intentions or means. How can I be flesh and blood?

Yang Woo-jin's last known cause, after a long hydrogen gate, Yang Woo-jin found his work.

I met Yang Woojin, who was about to die, and he begged me to go home. However, Yang Woojin shakes his head.

I didn't give up.

The day my research is done.

And the day it gets accomplished.

I will enter the family at my feet. Ouch.

Of course, he did not give up on breeding, but he did not give it any more opportunity.

That night.

When there was a day of sleep in the Slum.

Yang Woo-jin's breath was cut off.

-Salt (63907;) only, if you really had just one thing.

From this point on,

There was water everywhere in the note.

- It wasn't me who was the owner of the Red Dragon Gang, it was Woojin. You were talented enough to do that.

So,

I brought some Onions.

Slum Cave.

I slept with shrimp in a single room, but I gathered the materials that Yang Woo-jin didn't give up until the end and turned them into a single book.

- I know it's not here.

But I wanted to keep it in Red Dragon dong.

More talented than anyone.

But the last and only outcome of your life, which was more unfortunate than anyone else.

I thought it would free my brother's mind as a brother.

- So, progeny, master of the Red Dragon, you are reading this.

Though the content is futile, some may say it does not qualify for this injunction.

-Please, please accept this little secret. I wish to offer a little encouragement to my brother.

"......."

Yangcheon drops the paper with an aggressive expression.

I fully understood why they hid the book.

If you inherit Red Dragon dong as an heir, it becomes mandatory not only to maintain the records, but also to 'improve' them.

If there is anything wrong with the master's records or grass, rectify it and sometimes dare to let it go.

So,

Depending on the person, it may be possible to thin out the peculiar writings of Yangwoojin because he does not deserve to be in the archives.

'Maybe even if it was me in my youth.'

Yang Jeongcheon saw Yooseong.

Yooseong is still exploring the book.

You will have to tell them. This book, it's not worth looking at.

But before Yang Jingcheon opened up,

"... Lord."

Yooseong raised his head with a button.

"If you don't mind, may I borrow this book for a moment?"

"Excuse me?"

Yang Jeongcheon opened her eyes wide.

"If you don't let me..."

"No, it's not."

Yang Jingcheon shakes her head.

If it had been in another book, it would have been difficult to open it at any time, but it would have been taken outside.

But in this case, out of the box.

I thought you said you weren't supposed to be here from the start.

'Besides...'

I thought you might not know.

In less than a day, he reads the books of the archives, reinterprets the practiced Hippocratic Monk, and improves Yooseong.

Maybe.

Yang Woo-jin may not have made a fool of himself.

"I think I need to know the contents of this note."

Yang Jeongcheon read the record of the amount of good fortune to Yooseong.

The meteor that the bear heard nodded.

"Thank you. This is sure to help us understand what's written here."

"Keep it safe when you return it. I'll let her know... but at least I think it's right to keep the book here."

"I agree."

For some reason,

There was an aged expression on his face.

It would not just be vague sympathy.

'The person who wrote this.'

A genius who can't fulfill his dreams because of misfortune.

'You look like Sung-wook.'

Until now, there was a meteor.

A savior who didn't care more about support and care than anyone else.

Coming out of the Red Dragon Palace,

Pod-

Yooseong shrouded the book in a slot.

There was always the same item in the utility slot.

the tobacco from Shin Yoo-hee,

Purpledip's liquid still remains.

However, even though the book entered the slot, there was no pipe in his hand.

In the book, Yooseong picked it up separately from the horrifying contents, and the change occurred to him.

The utility slots were no longer the same.

Two squares, each with a pipe and a book.

Next to it were three more squares.

Five utility slots are floating in front of the eyes of the meteor.

A result that seems completely irrelevant.

But underneath the utility slot,

One of the first shapes I saw was Yooseong.

It was very clear why there had to be five slots.

...

Walk in front of the room

Yooseong was definitely thinking.

'You should apologize cleanly.'

Even if I say that, Seo Yooseong is not the bottom person.

Even if he complained about the contact between Yooseong and Tenz, he stayed silent for three long days without contacting them, and Yooseong caused an excuse to Yooseong.

Whatever the reason, it's wrong.

Yooseong hated excuses.

On the line of keeping secrets, I was going to try to explain and understand what happened as best I could.

Beep-

It recognizes the card key.

Yooseong, who is obsessed with the image of Seogyeol,

"...... You've been there. Boss."

I met Seo-yeol who had black eyes.

Couldn't sleep for three days.

Yooseong bowed his head.

"I haven't heard from you in three days. I'm so sorry. I went out on a personal errand, but things got longer. If you need an explanation..."

"No, I'm not."

Seohyun's answer was concise.

Something's not right.

I thought of him.

I couldn't find any anger in the West.

A girl who was unfamiliar with emotional control.

"I have something to tell you."

"Dive?"

Hmph.

Seo Yoo looks surprised.

"How?"

"At the Red Dragon Society, I heard from Ms. Yang."

"... I see."

Guilt.

I wonder why, but the feelings that Yooseong read from Seo Yoo were clear.

"According to the contract, in this case, your head office decides whether to join. I'm obligated to take part in operations if there's no particular reason to refuse."

"Yes, it is."

He knew exactly what he was doing.

"So, what did Tenz think?"

"......."

Silence.

But that was also the answer for Yooseong.

"Go, then."

"I heard that the Dragon Company designed the inside of this dive."

"Really?"

"Yes"? "

In his thick attitude,

"The place where Lee Hye Min, who tried to kill you, is represented!"

Seo Yoon's voice rose.

Yooseong is not Chinese.

Nevertheless, why was Yooseong nominated for the dive?

"No matter how I look at it...! It's obvious!"

I couldn't understand it as a slogan.

When Lee reported to Tenz that he was going to harm Yooseong for the first time, Seo Yoo expected our response.

Though he is an outsider, Yooseong is a hunter contracted by Tenz.

In addition to personal feelings, Yooseong is a great unmanned person who proved value in the two previous cases.

I am qualified to assert my rights.

But headquarters is silent.

I accepted the name of the dive that flew to Yooseong openly.

"I don't understand. Is there anything I don't know about headquarters or with the Pope?"

"No."

"Well, then why..."

Is Tenz sending meteors to the dive?

Obviously, Lee Hyukmin has devised a plot.

In her common sense, there was only one answer.

The answer she never wanted to accept.

If Yooseong refuses to participate in the dive, it will be placed in a disadvantage position in the contract.

That is, instead of Tenz surrounding the meteor, he was using an obvious crisis to capture its weakness.

'Nonsense.'

I felt nauseous just thinking about it.

"Tense, the Church, has made such a despicable plan..."

I've been asking a lot of questions for two days, but it's silent.

Seo Yooseong looked at him with a mischievous look.

He knows it's a perfect lawless zone because he has dive experience too.

I have no choice but to refuse...

"Well, I don't have a problem."

"Yes?"

"The dive. Keep the contract. There's no other reason not to."

Rather, there was a reason to respond.

"Tell him that, and organize and show him any pre-briefings you need to know about the operation. I'm not getting out of here."

behind the expression of stupefied expression,

Yooseong walked to his room.

"Do you understand?!"

Yooseong shouted behind his back.

"I'm dying! Maybe..."

"It could be worse. I know."

As you close the call,

I looked back at Yooseong.

"But what can I do? To get something, you have to pay the price."

"......!"

"I'm not used to going backwards."

Close the call.

Yooseong sat on the bed with a crown.

Pod-

What I took out of my hand was a book by Yang Woo-jin from the Red Dragon Society.

Take out your phone.

This time, Yooseong read slowly without using automatic hunting.

How many hours has it been?

Yooseong concluded.

'Indeed, this person resembles Sung-wook.'

A genius struggling to overcome his limitations.

But let's just say we were unlucky.

In his day,

There was no way to prove what was written in the book.

The content was simple.

The purpose of Yang-woo-jin was to make an 'object', and the book contained the materials needed to make it and their source.

'Various landscapes and strange animals inhabiting them.'

It's called the Visualization.

There is no evidence that this is a two-way street.

Just one.

Except for Yooseong's eyes.

Below the utility slots.

There was a hammer and a human hand visible shape inside of the long square, rather than a square, slightly to the side.

Above it you will see the following text:

Blink, 'Combine' the ingredients in the utility slot.

Yang Woo-jin was right.

What he researched,

The object he had been trying to make all his life was at least never a processed object.

And then...

Someday, when my work will bear fruit, I will be the Red Dragon Circuit.

To find out the truth,

Orloth is his.

"To get something. We must be prepared."

Recalling what I said, Yooseong closed his eyes.

Dive.

Though it is the scheme of others to invite him in, he will never move.

"Then I owe you."

Lee Hye Min and his dinosaur company.

"Last time, I'll pay for ruining my career."