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Chapter 292
Chapter 292: Car Chase
Kwaang!
Amid the chaos that spread like a plague, the enemies desperately tried to regain control. The team leaders who had endured the surprise explosion stepped forward to calm their subordinates.
They had to, if they were to survive this place. With everyone thoroughly armed, it was obvious what kind of terrible outcome would come if the chaos continued any further.
Of course, Baek Woohyun was not about to stand by and watch that happen. He periodically detonated bombs to keep obscuring their line of sight, while picking off team leaders spotted through [Heavenly Eye] one by one with his suppressed pistol.
Ė ń ûm̈а
The absence of commanders led to compounding chaos, and even as the enemies became aware that their fighting strength was being steadily whittled away, there was nothing they could do about it. The very people capable of doing something about it were the ones dying.
Pishuuk!
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"Kkeuk!"
"……"
In truth, with the abilities Baek Woohyun possessed, there was no need to resort to such a roundabout method. Every enemy gathered here was nothing more than armed guards without supernatural abilities, so stopping him — an Awakener — would be no easy feat.
Bluntly put, the firepower of a max-level supernatural ability build could have incinerated every enemy assembled here, alleyway and all. For someone who had also seized the Power Of Transcendence, it was entirely possible.
W̆е̊ b ǹ oṽ el Е̇ n̄ ǔ mа
The problem was that acting so simply would create troublesome consequences one way or another. Reverse Planet had a Fully Responsive story system, and through it, all of a user's actions were reflected in the story.
A backlash against the powerful Awakener who had appeared out of nowhere and incinerated the entire area around Manmulsang's Seoul Branch 1 would inevitably come. It was unclear in what form it would come — but it would, certainly.
'Above all, there's Deus.'
Deus, who was always watching for an opportunity to intervene, would never quietly overlook an incident caused by Baek Woohyun. He would surely try to weave branches together to create a variation in the story that moved in an unfavorable direction for him.
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Without even thinking too deeply, there were plenty of methods. For instance, something like: 'Manmulsang, having lost a branch to a powerful Awakener, struck a deal with the Corporate Alliance and received support in the form of a Transcendent candidate.'
The reason for their appearance and hostility would satisfy perfect plausibility — so if that entity poured all its energy purely into growing stronger, it would no doubt become an enormous threat.
Еn̊ ü m̊ a.. і̌ d̃
That was why Baek Woohyun fought with a thoroughly restrained approach. Taking on dozens of enemies while using only the bare minimum of force necessary. The fact that his current supernatural ability build was comparatively modest also helped.
Originally, it does not take much strength to kill a person, and a PVP, person-to-person combat-focused build — stripped of all the excess flesh needed for PVE — held true to that aspect as well, making it possible.
The fact that he had an abundance of firearms and explosives sourced through the vast capital he had accumulated up to now played a part too.
"Ugh, uaaah—!"
"Where do you think you're going—, dammit! Everyone just run!"
Udangtang!
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An opponent whose numbers couldn't even be confirmed, the increasingly dwindling shouts of the team leaders, the constant sound of explosions reverberating — the chaos that showed no sign of settling eventually produced fugitives.
A few who had mentally broken and bolted outright became a kind of signal flare. Even those who had been trying to hold on ended up choosing to flee at the sight of allies throwing down even their firearms and running.
And then, as those who witnessed that shed their hesitation and ran too, the repeating vicious cycle refused to be broken. Furthermore, the moment it reached its peak was when they realized there was no pursuit.
The armed guards were personnel hired by Manmulsang. It meant their fighting strength had been purchased with money. Perhaps even their lives. Whatever amount had been paid, it was surely no small sum.
That much was clear from the fact that even after Baek Woohyun had been beating them down almost entirely one-sidedly, they had only now chosen to flee. Part of it may have been that the black smoke obscuring their vision had delayed their reading of the situation, but regardless.
It simply wasn't easy to think things like 'Even if I die here—!' just because one had sold their life for money. The armed guards had no particularly noble convictions, after all.
Е ṅ.ũm̊ а
"……"
Cheolkeok.
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When at last every armed guard — save for those already dead — chose to flee, Baek Woohyun stopped detonating bombs and reloaded his firearm. He did so conspicuously, so that when all the black smoke settled, they would be able to confirm him standing there, unhurried.
Even if all the fighting forces had fled, he knew very well that the eyes watching this place had not disappeared along with them. Through his senses, the surveillance cameras hidden throughout came through clearly.
He could have smashed every last one of them too, but he deliberately refrained. He merely adjusted the gas mask he had put on to cover the lower half of his face, beneath the hood pulled deeply down over his head.
He then walked toward Manmulsang, disguised as a shuttered pawnshop, and abruptly raised his pistol and pulled the trigger. With a pishuuk and several soft sounds of air escaping, the locking mechanism was destroyed.
W̆ e̊ b̆ n̂ о v̀е̇ l Ë nu m̆ а
He kicked open the broken iron door and stepped inside. The sight that greeted him was not much different from the times he had come here as a customer. The only difference was the absence of the armed guards who had always stood there like part of the scenery.
Having already seen the inside through [Heavenly Eye] from outside the building, he already knew the place was empty — and so not a trace of hesitation could be felt in his next actions.
"What is the meaning of this?"
The Mimicry-altered voice from behind the partition reached him when Baek Woohyun approached to plant a bomb there. From the voice of the one who called himself the Owner of Manmulsang, a fury that even Mimicry could not conceal was plainly evident.
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A Mimicry-altered voice from behind the partition reached him when Baek Woohyun approached to plant a bomb there. From the voice of the one who called himself the Owner of Manmulsang, a fury that even Mimicry could not conceal was plainly evident.
He had been attacked without warning, the guards stationed there massacred, and the armed guards half-killed and dismantled — so it was only to be expected. The fact that he was still speaking in formal speech was, if anything, surprising.
W е.b̌ñ о v̄ e l̈ Е́ñ ǔm̃_а
Just the damage Baek Woohyun had dealt to him up to this point must already amount to an astronomical sum. One could only call it truly extraordinary patience — or perhaps he still thought this level was manageable.
"……"
Bbivik.
Rather than answering the question posed by the Owner of Manmulsang, Baek Woohyun silently proceeded to plant the bomb. It was an action that made his refusal to hold any kind of conversation unmistakably clear.
Whether the other party attempted persuasion — 'If you change your mind even now, double the promised payment—' — or threats — 'Do you really think you can make an enemy of us and come out unscathed—' — it made no difference.
The other party, who had been going on and on, soon had to click his tongue and accept that negotiation itself was impossible. And that, ultimately, there was no other option but to resort to the last resort — force.
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"……You will regret this. Certainly."
"Go ahead and try."
Responding coldly to the Owner of Manmulsang who ground his teeth and declared his intentions, Baek Woohyun exited the shop. Even though the voice had come from behind the partition, he knew there was no one there.
Not long after he left the building, the bomb he had planted detonated, and Manmulsang's Seoul Branch 1 vanished entirely with a heavy boom. It had been blown completely apart, leaving only the shell of a structure.
However, this could absolutely not be called the end of Manmulsang. As mentioned earlier, this was nothing more than Branch 1. In human terms, it was on the level of having just one finger blown off.
So Baek Woohyun did not stop. He intended not to ease up until he had blown off at least a hand, and ideally an entire arm. Only then would a clear message be delivered.
W е̂ b ńŏv е ľ Е̇ n̊_ŭ mа̌
'Now, let's head to the warehouse.'
Bureung—!
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Baek Woohyun mounted the motorcycle he had prepared in advance and sped quickly through the streets of Seoul. At a pace that suggested not only that he had no intention of adhering to speed limits, but that he was not even aware such a thing existed.
Since this identity was planned as disposable from the start, there was truly no restraint in his actions. To a degree that made it seem less like playing Reverse Planet and more like playing some 'criminal' title.
Even as he rode the motorcycle like a genuine road racer, no accidents occurred. That was because his characteristic reaction speed was allowing him to evade every situation that could have led to one.
There were, admittedly, the very minor misfortunes of cars startled by his presence colliding with each other — but that was, in the end, nothing more than their problem. It meant he, already long past, had no reason to concern himself.
Wеb̂ n̆ о̆ ṽ eľ Ė n ü m̈ä
'—Here they come.'
Perhaps Manmulsang had finally judged that Baek Woohyun's rampage could not continue unchecked.
Baek Woohyun glanced behind him at the four pitch-black vans that had fallen in to follow. As confirmed through [Heavenly Eye], inside them, thoroughly armed forces were standing by. The moment they drew close, they would certainly begin their assault.
Their intent was unmistakably clear — to stage a car chase in the middle of a city center, and moreover, without road control, like some movie shoot.
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'That means they're that desperate.'
After Baek Woohyun had cleanly blown away Seoul Branch 1, Manmulsang would have been watching his every move. It would have been easy to deduce that the end of his route held a 'warehouse.'
É n u mа
Unlike Seoul Branch 1, which served as a point of sale, if the warehouse where goods were stored were to be blown up, the damage Manmulsang would sustain would be nothing short of astronomical — so it was understandable that they had steeled themselves even for a car chase in the middle of a city center.
Being an underworld faction, they would want to avoid drawing attention from all corners with an incident of this magnitude, but they couldn't very well absorb the loss and abandon the warehouse either.
Cheolkeok.
Tudadadang!
The moment Baek Woohyun spotted the armed guard who had opened the roof of a van and emerged, he squeezed the motorcycle's brake and wrenched the handlebars sharply. It was to execute a drift that left a deep tire mark with a kkiiik and a screech.
His decision, which seemed rash at a glance, proved precisely correct. Thanks to this, the bullets fired by the armed guard only grazed him a few times, and the rest headed entirely toward where he would have been had he continued riding straight.
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Moreover, the motorcycle decelerating to a stop for that very brief moment provided him with a perfect opening to fire.
Pishuuk!
"Keok!"
"Tsk."
Baek Woohyun clicked his tongue as he righted the motorcycle and resumed his sprint. It was because he had noticed that the enemy who had crumpled backward into the van with a short scream had not died.
Just as he had felt in Reverse City, proper protective equipment in Reverse Planet was sturdy enough to preserve one's life even against supernatural abilities. To the point of surviving even a direct headshot from a suppressed pistol's bullet.
Ëñ um̄ а̄
It was bone-achingly clear that the enemy's preparation had become far more thorough than when he had attacked the branch. In all likelihood, every enemy was equipped with the same top-grade protective gear as the one who had just taken the hit.
Of course, that did not guarantee their victory. Even if they were armed from head to toe with top-grade protective equipment capable of withstanding even supernatural ability techniques, that was, at best, the level of being at the starting line.
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They had merely reached the minimum threshold needed to stand against the monster that was Baek Woohyun. Whether, on that foundation, they could fight, survive, and ultimately cut off his breath — that depended on the enemies' own ability.
That this was hopelessly close to impossible had already been proven in Reverse City.
Degururu— Kwaang!
"Euak?!"
Ěǹum.а̊ . і̃d
"What the—!"
A precisely rolled grenade exploded and one of the vans was blown apart, turning the already chaotic road into complete pandemonium. Unlike gunfire, the explosion was conspicuous in a way that drew the eye all at once.
Among the cars hurriedly pulling over to the shoulder, only Baek Woohyun on his motorcycle and the four vans pursuing him — one had already rejoined — continued to drive on, unhurried.
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