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nThe poster was of a restaurant located within the Warp Gate building.

nThe poster was featuring a limited time offer of “Special Fried Shrimp”, which showed off impressive visuals.

nGrumble!

nHe was hungry because he was too busy handling the Samchunkyo hunters.

nBowl poked his head of out Min Sung’s pocket and looked up at him.

nThe Gold Goblin Ssol looked at Min Sung’s belly and laughed.

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nMin Sung texted Ho Sung Lee and pressed the button to the 2nd floor restaurant.

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n“Phew.”

nHo Sung Lee was in the VVIP room on the 1st floor right across from the last remaining Samchunkyo hunter.

nHo Sung Lee looked at his watch and then glanced at the Samchunkyo hunter.

nHis eyes lost their focus, making him look out of his mind.

nHo Sung Lee’s heart sank.

nHe knew Min Sung Kang had a tough personality, but he still couldn’t get used to it.

n‘I can’t believe he just killed all of them.’

n‘But then again, he’s been calm for a while.’

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n“Phew.”

nHo Sung Lee sighed.

nHe got the chills.

nHe realized just how cold and scary he was.

n‘Wait, is he even human…’

n‘Even a Devil begged him to spare him…’

nHo Sung Lee was trembling at the thought of Min Sung when he felt his phone vibrating.

nHe got a message.

nI’m going to have some fried shrimp before we go.

nHo Sung Lee stared at the message with blank eyes.

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nAfter staring blankly at the message, Ho Sung Lee looked for him at the restaurant located in the Warp Gate.

nHe saw an advertisement for fried shrimp at the new restaurant that opened at the Warp Gate in Manhattan.

n“Wow…”

nHo Sung Lee shook his head.

n‘He’s going to eat fried shrimp right now?’

nHo Sung Lee showed an astonished face before putting away his phone and keeping an eye on the Samchunkyo hunter.

nEven if he was focused on his meal, it wouldn’t be weird if he was killed at any moment.

n‘I need to pay attention.’

nHo Sung Lee coughed and strengthened his eyes in order to look stronger.

nEven if he was badly hurt by Min Sung Kang, he was still a Samchunkyo hunter.

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nA hunter more powerful than a word hunter.

nHe had to keep a close eye on him just as Min Sung Kang instructed.

nHo Sung Lee watched the Samchunkyo hunter as if he was a prison guard watching a prisoner.

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nOne of the lunch specials, “Special Fried Shrimp”, was placed on the table.

nHe was worried the shrimp wouldn’t look as good as the one on the poster, but that wasn’t necessary.

nIt was fried shrimp.

nFried shrimp of the same shape and size.

nThe huge fried shrimp were stacked into a pyramid.

nThe fried shrimp looked so beautiful that it had the power to make anyone stare blankly for a moment.

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nIt looked like it would scratch the surface of one’s tongue in a pleasurable way.

nFood like this had to be eaten with bare hands.

nMin Sung adjusted the temperature so that it could be properly appreciated before biting into the fried shrimp.

nCrisp!

nThe first sensation he felt was the feeling of the fried batter falling apart.

nAfter that, a beautiful sound of the fried shrimp blessed his ears.

nThe sound of crispness.

nThe beautiful sound penetrated his ears while the soft and bouncy shrimp meat danced around the inside of his mouth.

n“Ha…!”

nHe didn’t make that sound because it was hot.

nMin Sung closed his eyes as if he was in pain and knitted his brows.

nIt was too good.

n‘I’m glad I decided to eat this.’

nMin Sung opened his eyes and licked the oil off his lips.

nComparing this fried food to the one he had for lunch at the Black Tower was almost an insult to the fried shrimp.

nThe fresh fried shrimp needed to be respected.

nIt was its own entity.

nMin Sung Looked down at the fried shrimp with a touched look on his face

n‘Wouldn’t someone who hates shrimp like this, too?’

nIt was so good that he even got that idea.

nWhen he disposed of the tail and picked up another shrimp, the waiter arrived with a plate of just fried heads.

nMin Sung’s eyes fixed on the shrimp heads, and they would not leave.

nOn the shrimps’ heads were its whiskers as well.

nIt looked so alive that he thought it would move at any moment.

nMin Sung picked up a fried shrimp head and put it into his mouth.

nCrackle-!

nThe shell of the head was a little hard, so it made a fairly loud sound.

nThe whiskers were sharp, so he felt them poking his mouth, but he was capable of overlooking that part.

nThe inside of the head spread throughout his mouth with a decadent flavor along with oil that lubricated his tongue.

nThe chewy shrimp heads showed off another charm from the shrimp body.

nAnd they were so filling that he could get full off of fried shrimp alone.

nBut he still felt like something was missing.

nSo Min Sung ordered 500cc of beer.

nA glass of foamy beer arrived at Min Sung’s table.

nMin Sung picked up the beer glass and brought it to his lips.

nGulp-! Gulp-! Gulp-!

nThe refreshing beer washed down his throat.

n“Phew.”

nHe breathed out. He put down the beer glass and then picked up another fried shrimp.

nThe crispiness of the outside together with the soft meat on the inside put him in a trance.

nMin Sung bit into the crispy fried shrimp with a smile on his face.

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n“Goodbye.”

nFollowing his satisfying meal, Min Sung left the restaurant.

nHe then took Ssol and went to the VVIP room where Ho Sung Lee was waiting with the Samchunkyo hunter.

nAs soon as Min Sung appeared, the Samchunkyo hunter flinched.

nHe didn’t look at Min Sung and stared at the ground.

nThe Samchunkyo hunter was hunched over with no strength in his shoulders.

n“Let’s go.”

nIn response, Ho Sung Lee dragged the Samchunkyo hunter out.

nHis legs wobbled due to the lack of energy, so Ho Sung Lee kept him upright.

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nOn his way to the gate room, the people who previously evacuated Manhattan were returning.

nPeople began to fill Manhattan, which was empty for a while.

nThey were anxious that their buildings tumbled down, their houses disappeared, or the base flew away, so they were happy that the city remained intact.

nThe people returned to their homes with relief, which meant countless citizens were crowding into Manhattan.

nThe media officially reported that the Black Tower had been destroyed.

nThe sky, which used to be filled with thunder and lightning, was now clear with the bright sun shining down.

nThe citizens were still slightly uneasy, but they made an effort to adjust to their lives in Manhattan all over again.

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nThe Samchunkyo leader, who was admiring some works of art by famous artists, paused his movements and looked behind him.

n“How’s it going?”

nThe Samchunkyo leader asked into the empty space.

nAt that moment.

nMen in black robes appeared out of nowhere and bowed.

nIt was Heukrangdae who were monitoring the Samchunkyo and world hunters.

n“The Korean hunter, Min Sung Kang is coming to find you. Only one Samchunkyo hunter is alive now. He’s leading the way.”

nIn response, the leader snickered toward the ceiling.

n“Please give us a command.”

nThe Samchunkyo hunter turned to Heukrangdae and smiled.

n“You don’t stand a chance against him. Just make it so that he can comfortably arrive.”

nHeukrangdae received his order and disappeared.

nOnce they left, the Samchunkyo leader looked into the distance and let out a laugh.

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nHyungsan, which was located in Hunan, Hengyang.

nMin Sung, Ho Sung Lee, Bowl, and Ssol followed the Samchunkyo hunter up the steep path.

nThe view of the mountains was breathtaking, but it was only Ssol who was admiring the sight.

nHe looked at all sorts of wildflowers that grew there, and it was up to Ho Sung Lee to drag him along.

nBowl traveled comfortably in Min Sung’s pocket.

nAs for Min Sung, he quietly climbed the mountain following the Samchunkyo hunter’s lead.

nThe sound of the fresh breeze, as well as the sound of birds, could be heard endlessly.

nSince all of them were not average people, they climbed the mountain at a very quick speed.

nThey could have gone even faster, but Min Sung didn’t press the Samchunkyo hunter to strain himself.

nHe just climbed quietly.

nAfter a long trip.

nThey arrived at the front doors of Samchunkyo in the deep mountains.

n“Phew, here we are.”

nHo Sung Lee looked up at the Samchunkyo sign with his hands on his hips.

nHo Sung Lee’s face was filled with tension.

nThis was where the Samchunkyo leader was situated.

nThe words written on the Samchunkyo sign showed off an unusual power.

nMin Sung glanced at the sign and looked over at the Samchunkyo hunter.

nHis face was frozen and blue.

nHe appeared to be ready to accept his fate, which was to die.

nThe Samchunkyo hunter stood in front of the front doors without moving for a bit.

nAs Min Sung went ahead and proceeded to pass through the front doors…

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