"We've joined a new workplace, so we have to bump into our colleagues and get along with them..."
"Ever since I joined the Disaster Management Bureau, I've been busy running around and haven't had time to build good relationships with my colleagues."
Han Su wiped the blood splattered across his face, thinking grimly, Well, this time, we've certainly had a clash of opinions.
The increase in his Mental Activity had made him feel strangely invigorated. Mental Activity above 70% was known as the Divine Forbidden Zone. In theory, he had already entered it, but he didn't feel anything special.
Perhaps 70% wasn't the Divine Forbidden Zone after all, but merely its threshold. His Mental Power had to become a little more active, reaching 71%, before he could truly count as being inside?
Whatever the case, as long as this method worked, that was enough.
He tossed aside the makeshift long knife and, riding this newly kindled vitality, charged forward once more.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Amid the chaos, someone spotted him and desperately snatched up a gun, pulling the trigger.
It was the Black Star investigator who had crashed through a guardrail on the country road and fought his way through the weeds to catch up. He had only just managed to reach Han Su when he saw a thick fog roll in ahead.
Unwilling to miss out on this confrontation, he charged into the mist without hesitation. Then he saw a scene straight out of a nightmare.
Thanks to his excellent combat skills and danger sense, he had already dodged the Ghost Truck twice and barely survived. Only now had he finally spotted his target, Han Su. Burning with boundless fury, he opened fire.
But he hadn't expected Han Su to see him and narrow his eyes, then close in.