EP.13 Flash Mob
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[Real-time Appearance of the Egostic on the Street LOL]
(Photo)
What’s this LOL
└[Oh what’s this? LOL]
└[Live event ON LOL]
└[Isn’t this dangerous? No clue]
└[LOL are they filming a movie?]
└[Dude, filming that will get you killed. Run away]
└[True Macho) Filming a crime scene]
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[OMG guys, Mangostick just showed up on the street!]
(Video)
└[Oh what? Another terrorist attack? Scary…]
└[No! It looks like someone is just being chased this time!]
└[OMG, the video shows someone bleeding and glittering. Isn’t it murder?]
└[Nah, can’t you tell that’s obviously the villain being pursued?]
└[The dark hero of darkness, Mangostick! The dark hero of darkness, Mangostick! Take me!!!]
└[What’s wrong with Mangostick LOL]
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Real-time Trend #1
#Egostic
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*pant…pant…*
Teleporter Kim Hak-chul was breathing heavily as he moved.
Normally, he could easily teleport, but his current state was far from normal.
Holding his hand over the bleeding wound in his abdomen, he kept on moving. Just forward. Always forward.
His vision was already blurring. His body felt heavy. He felt like he was dying.
Suddenly, he felt rage boiling inside him.
What have I done to deserve this?
All he had done was robbed a few banks.
Sure, he had killed some people in the process, but it was all their fault. Why were they interfering with him when he was just getting by?
He continued to teleport forward. But his body ached, and his head was dizzy, making it difficult to move.
Ordinarily, teleportation required a clear mental image of the desired location or coordinates. However, this was the first time Kim Hak-chul had been shot, and his mind was no longer capable of rational judgment.
He just kept going to the furthest place he could see in front of him. Even that was becoming hard as his vision faded.
*squawk!*
“What the—!”
“Argh!”
Right now, he was in the middle of downtown.
With a large floating population, it was strange that people didn’t freak out upon seeing a man bleeding profusely, appearing out of nowhere amidst them.
Yet, he had to keep going forward. Always forward.
Because behind him, that guy was relentlessly pursuing him.
“Y-yes, hello! It’s me, Egostic!”
“Yes, yes. I’m currently busy with work. Oh dear!”
“Hey, don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you!”
“Everyone, please don’t worry. I’m just cleaning up trash for the citizens, so go back to your lives!”
That voice from behind.
The execrable man, Egostic.
As a teleporter, Kim Hak-chul, of course, knew who he was.
In fact, in South Korea, if you didn’t know who Egostic was, you’d be accused of being a spy. That’s how famous he was.
Last week, everyone on TV, on the internet, even people he met, were talking about Egostic.
Kim Hak-chul was aware of the incidents caused by Egostic.
That he had assassinated two villains.
Yet, he had not been particularly wary of Egostic.
Ever see someone who’s afraid to go outside for fear of being struck by lightning?
Well, he was…
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