The First Hunter

Chapter 14. He Got the Eyes, Part II

Translator: Khan

Editor: RED

5.

It was night time before the enthusiasm of the survivors, which seemed not to go out, cooled down.

The night was dark and cold, and the survivors moved to find a warm place to survive again.

Kim Tae-hoon was also prepared to spend the night.

Kim Tae-hoon's bed was a car, and he sat in the driver's seat of a car that was too expensive to use as a tent instead of the Mercedes S500, put down the window, and turned his head.

He saw the dead body of the Black Snake.

Kim Tae-hoon looked at the dead body and picked up a mug. A partner with a steaming heart told him that it had no intention of spending the night.

"Boss."

"Big brother!"

Jang Sung-hoon and Bang Hyun-wook appeared at that time.

"Would you like a beer? It's very cool because it has been in the snow. I brought you a snack, too."

Before his answer came out, Jang Sung-hoon was in the passenger seat and Bang Hyun-wook was in the back seat.

Jang Sung-hoon, who was in the passenger seat, put his hand in a black plastic bag.

"Do you have any brands you like?"

"I don't need it."

"Brother, I'll have Miller, Miller."

Jang Sung-hoon handed a Miller beer can to Bang Hyun-wook.

"You're a young man who just graduated from high school, right?"

"Haha, that's the way it is," Bang Hyun-wook smiled awkwardly and received the beer can.

Kim Tae-hoon took a sip of coffee at the sight of the two. He began to enjoy the silence.

Jang Sung-hoon started to talk in the meanwhile. "You've been through it."

"Now let's get to the point, then. Now, we're creating a Guild."

The story did not have a head and tail.

"Guild? Brother, we area Clan, what Guild are we making again?"

"It means we will allow the creation of new Clans within our territory, and we will be the leader of groups of Clans. For example, Mac Clan becomes Mac Guild and has multiple Clans under its command, and the Clans run several parties internally."

It was a concept that anyone who had played an MMORPG game could easily understand.

Bang Hyun-wook immediately expressed his doubts. "Then it's dangerous, right? If we ever get betrayed…"

"After killing the boss and taking the seat, all they have to do is to fight such monsters as are outside the window. Do you want to do that?"

Bang Hyun-wook, who immediately grasped the situation, took a drink of beer instead of answering.

Jang Sung-hoon's eyes turned to Kim Tae-hoon.

"Actually, it's not just Clans, but there are some parties that have a lot of power. They just need a system, because they're getting bigger. I think it's important to keep in mind to give the Clans a gun if necessary. War is partly fought by a number of people. Of course, this is not an urgent problem. The immediate problem is the common people. They need a representative."

Jang Sung-hoon drank a sip of soda and kept talking. "The bomb that might really explode at any time is the common people like me. Right now the Awakeners are at the center of a group of survivors. It's not a good situation for the public. Two or three out of ten female patients visiting sister Sun-mi are victims of sexual assault. There are such victims among men, too. Of course, none of them confess the damage."

Jang Sung-hoon's expression gradually hardened.

This was the reality.

"You want to elect a representative for the public, right?" They needed someone to speak for the voices of these people. That way, when the balance was there, the order could be established right there.

"We can't elect people, because we can't run the election in this situation, and we don't have to, because it's not hard to pick a representative. The Boss can pick one right away. The question is, who do you pick? In that vein, can I have that snake?"

At the words he threw out, Kim Tae-hoon drank some coffee again.

"I have an old man named Park Kap-soo, who has been working on leather shoes for over forty years, and he has good skill. I'm going to let him make things with that snake. And at the same time, I am taking this opportunity to recruit technicians who have been hiding or were unable to reveal their skills. I will make a workshop. And that's what we need to do to make a complementary relationship between the Awakeners and the public."

It was meaningless to have politicians who simply represented the voices of the public.

They had to complement one another.

They needed the public with skills, groundwork, and labor to support Awakeners who hunted the monsters at the risk of their lives.

At the same time, a symbol was needed, which could be used as a reference point when someone recorded this work later.

The dead body of the Black Snake would be the most perfect symbol.

"We'll make some items of that leather, and then we'll give it to the newly created Guild."

At the words of Jang Sung-hoon, Kim Tae-hoon looked over at the dead body of the Black Snake silently.

Of course, Kim Tae-hoon had no intention of opposing Jang Sung-hoon's words. The silence was a positive expression.

"Of course I'm not going to do that for free." Jang Sung-hoon also knew that, so he took out a folding map with a smile that softened the serious atmosphere.

It was a map of Bucheon City.

"I'll give you my game, instead of the Boss's game." Jang Sung-hoon said, tapping his finger at one place of the map filled with his own writing.

"There is a possibility that there is a warehouse of Baek Sung-taek here."

"Who is he?" Bang asked, scratching his head.

"He is a whale, a whale."

"A whale?"

"A whale."

After swallowing his coffee, Kim Tae-hoon intervened in the funny conversation of the two. "Who is he?"

"He's someone who focuses on dealing with stolen goods and the theft of cultural properties. He deals in everything, so he is called a whale. Of course, he could not keep the stolen goods in his house, so he had the warehouse built separately, and the warehouse is right in Bucheon."

"At this star sign?"

"It's one of the candidates."

"You don't know exactly where it is, right?"

"If I had known where it was, I would have deserted from my regiment and robbed it."

"How do you know?"

"He's a man very sensitive to the theory of divination based on topography, and he wouldn't have made the warehouse just anywhere. The problem was…"

Jang Sung-hoon tapped his fingers around the star-shaped area. There were many apartment complexes in the area he pointed out.

Bang Hyun-wook, looking at it with his head sticking out from the back seat, frowned slightly.

"Huh, there are so many apartment complexes."

In normal time, an apartment complex would be no place special, but now that it had become a monster land; an apartment complex was the most hellish place in the world.

The reason for hell was simple.

"It must be a complete monster den, and it's a den of powerful monsters."

It had the richest food.

The population density of the apartment complexes was higher than anywhere else, and it was December 31st when the monster appeared. It was the time when most people were preparing for the end of the year at home.

Of course, there were many predators who fill their stomachs with the food where it was most abundant.

Because of that, so far, Kim Tae-hoon and the Messiah had not easily accessed the apartment complexes. The place where Jang Sung-hoon pointed out now existed in the middle of such apartment complexes.

"Are you going to get in there with just a few people?."

If it was a normal case, they would not approach there. Even if they approached it, they had to clean with all the Mac Clan's power and full preparation.

"We'll be on the move tomorrow morning."

"Boss, wouldn't it be hard to move straight tomorrow? You should first clean up the surroundings."

"I'm enough alone."

Kim Tae-hoon now was quite different from yesterday.

And tomorrow he would be totally different from now.

6.==========

"Krrr!" The growl of the Black Werewolf passed over the desolate road where the sound of the wind could not be even heard.

Behind that cry was the sound of Werewolf's feet stepping quietly on the snowy ground.

It was not one sound, but six sounds!

Two meters tall, with a huge physique, the Werewolves had quiet footsteps that did not fit their size. Their red eyes glistened with their footsteps.

There were many things in their glistening eyes. There was hostility to the prey in their territory, and there was a thirst for the hot blood filling the body of their prey.

Their prey walked along the road, whether he knew it or not.

He didn't want to hide his footsteps, and he moved, unwilling to hide his footprints, revealing his presence.

Thump!

Then six Werewolves appeared before their prey.

The Werewolves, who appeared in formation as they surrounded him, immediately threw their heads back and raised their protruding snouts to the sky.

"AWWOOO!"

The horrifying howling, startlingly eerie, began to surge in from all sides.

Even the howling was short.

The Black Werewolves began to run toward their prey after a short howling, as if they could not afford to wait for the prey to have time to get afraid.

Three ran on two legs, and the remaining three ran on four legs.

Their speed was terrifying, no matter how they ran, and the rush that seemed to crush the earth was enough to stop his breath.

In the meantime, two of them had stopped howling, as if they were cutting a ceremony early, mocking their prey.

At that moment, the eyes of the prey in the center of the Black Werewolves began to blacken.

It was just a moment.

Whine!

From the mouth of the first Black Werewolf, which had met with the Eyes, came out a pathetic sound that a puppy would not even spit out.

The man rolled his darkened Eyes. Nobody could see it, because black Eyes on a black field showed nothing.

And now there was nothing to notice the fact.

It was just a moment.

Whizz...

A featherless arrow left the man's waist, leaving only a faint sound behind, moved around the man like a lightning bolt, if you followed the twisted, irregular line from above.

But there was one thing in common from the movement.

The brains of the Black Werewolves connected them all.

Black Werewolves, who seemed ready to start a mad feast, fell on the ground and began to roll.

They were not able to get up.

The man, Kim Tae-hoon, looked at the bodies of those Black Werewolves. The world seen by the blackened Eyes, [the Eyes of Black Snake], was not too different from the world he usually saw.

It was all clear. It was the same before.

The Black Werewolves, who ran wildly toward himself at the same time, were so slow that they seemed to have stopped in Kim Tae-hoon's Eyes. In such a world, Kim Tae-hoon was able to draw the picture he wanted more perfectly than ever.

However, Kim Tae-hoon did not feel any special satisfaction. Rather, it was the opposite.

"This is not enough." In the clear, distinct world, Kim Tae-hoon's lacking and inexperience seemed clear.

At that moment, a huge Black Wolf appeared on his left side with a huge cry.

The orange-eyed Wolf was huge enough to eat a bear. It was angry, facing an enemy who had turned its own race into meat at once.

Kim Tae-hoon turned his head toward the angry beast.

The orange eyes of the Black Wolf and the Eyes of the Black Snake of Kim Tae-hoon crossed.

As soon as they crossed, a choking sound came out of the mouth of the Black Wolf, and its body stiffened.

It was trying to hold on to the enormous power of its limbs being pulled in five directions.

Under that circumstance, the Sword was pulled out of the sheath on the back of Kim Tae-hoon.

It flew itself and cut off the head of the Black Wolf without a hint of hesitation.

Kim Tae-hoon, who watched it all happen, was able to see it clearly.

'It's not this feeling.'

He only felt his own shortcomings.