Though the proposal was fairytale-like, Meryll (MC) had to turn down one of the richest eligible bachelors in South Korea. Not because she fell out of love, but because they had to learn and mature before such commitment. They grew in two different environments, so there would be tons of ups-and-downs. A proper relationship can lead to a happily ever after in marriage, you know?

Two worlds tied in a single red string, two must learn each others' worlds.

01/24/2020

Han mina seorang wanita indokorea bertemu dengan pria bernama kim minju di korea.Han Mina merupakan anak yang mendapatkan beasiswa taekwondo di korea. sejak kedatangannya di korea dan bertemu Minju hidup Mina menjadi rumit dan penuh dengan keromantisan

Valencia's downtown area, which had passed through a wide open orange field, literally fits the image of Europe.  The long line of buildings with a mixture of Gothic and Baroque styles has a history of Spain.
 I guessed the depth of the tradition and tradition.

 This did not mean that the road was obsolete.  Pavement is well laid out among the well-preserved old buildings, and new buildings such as aquariums and museums are not outdated.
 there was.

 "··· The image is a little different from what I thought.  Spain seemed to be full of old fashioned buildings. "

 Isn't that what ordinary people think of in Europe?  There are a few church and cathedral buildings built in an antique style, and old mansions and sidewalks remain in place of the building and concrete buildings.
 The scenery.  Hanwoojin was no exception.

 The question, which would be ordinary, would have been answered by Kim Sang-pil, who would have lacked both fingers if the number of countries in the country had wandered.

 "For some reason everybody in Europe has that image.  There's nothing like that.  In Valencia, the cathedral is built in the center. "
 "The road is well maintained, and there is an aquarium, but there is no discomfort."

 Han Woo-jin shook his mouth because he did not know what to express this strange feeling.  Visitors who first visited Valencia felt it was sometimes felt.  Kim Sang-pil also knew it well, so he continued to say his words
 gave.

 "What a harmonious city?  It is more difficult to see in Korea. "

 Harmonious  It was an expression he had not thought of.  Obviously, despite the mix of old and new buildings, there was no sense of discomfort in the canon of Valencia.  The tradition and the tip are well balanced
 Would mean.  In contrast to Korea, which lost much of its cultural heritage due to rapid industrialization and subsequent wars.

 Only after passing a few churches, bell towers, and fountains could the group get around the building they had marked as their destination.  The lobby of the hotel near the cathedral, where the reception of the Valencia Open was located, was there.

 Kim Sang-pil, who pulled over to the entrance of the hotel, looked around the nearby road and, in an embarrassed face, scratched his head.

 "There is no room to stop.  I think we should leave it in public parking for a while. "
 "Would you like to go with me?"
 "No, get off first and work.  I don't go far because the hostel is around here anyway. "

 Han Woo-jin and Shin Se-yeon, who gave them down, quickly stepped away from the neighborhood where they stepped on the accelerator.  In Spain, however, police officers are very strict, and so many requests for crackdowns come to vehicles that are stopped.
 The speed came from experience.

 The two men, who had a bit of the awkward air just before arriving, stepped inside the hotel without anyone knowing first.  Head inward past the desk in charge of the accommodation, with a banner that says Valencia Open.
 A simple desk caught their eyes.

 Considering people who do not speak Spanish, the desk distinguished the reception with signs such as [Spanish] and [English].  Either way, there was no one in the quiet time, so they went to the English-speaking staff
 Walked.

 ""Excuse me.  I'm here to register the participants' location and contact details. "
 "Oh, welcome.  Which one are you? "
 "This way.  My nationality is Korea and my name is Woo.
 "" Woojin? ""

 Shin Se-yeon, who continued the horse as the water flowed, swallowed a horse that was suddenly thrown over by the figure of a female employee vomiting flagship.  If you were drinking water 100% Sarai was heard.  He started hiccups because he breathed in quickly
 On behalf of her, Han Woo-jin stepped forward and was told.

 "Why are you so surprised?"
 ""Wow!  Really you!  I wanted to meet you once I heard that you were participating in this competition! "

 She held up her hands and made eye contact, shaking up and down before he answered anything.  It was Hanwoojin who was embarrassed by the reaction of the polar fan with the idol in front of him.  Not in Korea, but in overseas
 It was the first time.

 'How should we react again?'

 Shin Se-yeon makes a cute sound with his back. She was the first overseas fan to meet her for the first time.  Hanwoojin, who was weak in a situation he had never experienced, hardened.

 The receptionist then turned away from the employee's name tag on his neck and turned forward even to his colleagues.  Hanwoojin rolls his eyes in a situation where he doesn't know what to do
 She took out a sign pen and handed it to her.

 "Please sign!"


 In the end, Han Woo-jin lacked his quarters and phone numbers, so he had no choice but to write down a sign that was not yet familiar.  It was just after the two men left the reception.

 "Woojin, are you popular?"
 "···Iknow, right."

 Han Woo-jin did not say anything to Shin Se-yeon's bones.  I had experienced it at the academy, but I felt like it was more famous on the Spanish side than Korea.  Only bustle at the reception desk
 As well as walking out of the hotel, he attracted many people's attention.

 'It was clear eyes that knew me.'

 The gaze that you do not know and the gaze that you know are clearly different in temperature.  Those who looked at themselves with a surprised face or slightly excited eyes were obviously attracting attention by knowing a tennis player named Han Woo-jin.  Live like a receptionist
 No one has asked for seals, but they could see the pronunciation coming and going between their names.

 It was Kim Sang-pil, who had just parked and came up to the hotel's front door to teach me the reason for the interest he had never received in Korea.

 "Well, it's a matter of course."
 "Sure?"
 "Yeah."

 Kim Sang-pil cut and asserted.  According to his explanations, Korea and Spain have different degrees of awareness of tennis than sky and earth.  It's also hard to see Spain's well-equipped indoor courts, with more than 4 million tennis enthusiasts.
 You can't put all Korean tennis fans on the same line.  Starting with the gaps in the basic infrastructure for cultivating athletes, the interests of citizens differed from the extreme.

 In fact, unlike Koreans who memorize the names of overseas soccer players but do not know the names of their own tennis players, Spain has often memorized even the profiles of foreign tennis players.  Many people recognize Hanwoojin like this.
 It was context.

 "Furthermore, it would be more because Hanwoojin beat Radal in Sydney.  Radall in Spain is like a tennis hero. "
 "i See···."

 Sometimes he's a hero who sees even temperament?  Before knowing the reality, Hanwoojin could not remove the subtle feelings somewhere close to each other in their own way.  Although the original image is mostly similar, it is.  emotion
 As he is cool, he is cool, just like a reputation.

 Kim Sang-pil, who summarized the story roughly, changed the topic while looking around the party.  By lunch, when the sun was still floating in mid-morning, the party's stomach, which had been driven in the car all morning, complained of an empty stomach.  Kim Sang-pil's offer for lunch
 Pulled out.

 "Would you like to move now?  When was the check-in time of the hotel you reserved in advance?
 "Well, from three o'clock.  I still have some time. "
 "Then go to a restaurant I know.  I'm proud to say that it's a lot better than any hotel meal. "

 There is no doubt if Kim Sang-pil, who frequently speaks Spanish well, speaks.  The two nodded without worrying.
 But as everyone ahead of the meal, it was inevitable that the menu was curious.  Shin Se-yeon took a fortune ahead of Hanwoojin.

 "What do you usually do?"
 "Spain, that's a must-have food for Valencia, too."

 Kim Sang-pil exaggerated his shoulders and exaggerated the main dish of the restaurant he was visiting.

 "It's the original paella, which is available only in Spain, especially in Valencia!"


 * * *


 Indeed, Kim Sang-pil's recommended restaurant offered a dish commensurate with the acclaim.  When the time was right, the party could immediately taste the paella made on the spot and finished the meal with a satisfied face.

 Paella, commonly known as a Spanish rice dish or fried rice, actually had a visual reminiscent of iron plate rice or stone rice.  It was a bit odd because it was mixed with thick chicken and big seafood.
 After putting it in, that thought disappeared.

 After the meal, it was time to check in.  The group went up the elevator and talked about the restaurant they had just visited.

 "It was better than I thought.  I didn't expect much because it looked clunky. "
 "I'm a little steamed, but it still tastes good."
 "right?  The restaurant I visit every time I come to Spain is right there.  It's hard to find a seat in the evening because the reservation is full. "

 They were talking about Paella for a while, but when the elevator reached the floor where it was taken as the destination, the material ran out.  Eventually, Han Woo-jin, who returned to the main body, turned to Shin Se-yeon and asked.

 "Is the lineup confirmed with what we saw earlier?  Or something like that would change order. "
 "do not have.  There are no players who have canceled the tournament and the qualifiers are almost confirmed. "
 "Then it's decided."

 Han Woo-jin squeezed in a slow voice.  When the elevator reached the floor that I had aimed for, the elevator opened and slipped the door at the same time.

 First-round opponents are Ivan Sergio of Spanish nationality and ATP ranking is now 106th.  The style is a typical Spanish forehand with a baseliner.  Except for the rankings, he was the type of player commonly seen in any part of Spain.  It's not difficult for Hanwoojin
 If you can not beat all the strength folded more than half the level was able to win.
 In addition, he only learns Spanish forehand at the prestigious Barcelona academy for a few days.  His condition is not really a good word.
 Was doing.

 'If you keep going up each other ... I'm gonna be in the quarterfinals with Barberinga and Nicholas in the final.  There seems to be no other player to keep in mind. '

 It may be cruel to the evaluated opponent, but that was an objective fact.  Since there were so many competitions held at this time, the top rankingers might have gone to other competitions.  Nicolas, who won last year, didn't see that either.
 I can't say it.  For Hanwoojin, it was as if he had prepared a foothold to reliably stand against the enemy.

 If Barberinga didn't express his willingness, the Valencia Open could even have been a close match between Han Woo-jin and Nicholas.

 "First of all, I have to climb to the quarterfinals."

 It was a threat even at times when the Barbinga didn't realize its potential.  If he had been just following Roger, he wouldn't have grown into a top-ranker in the future.

 But this was not a bad thing.  Chrysalis that hasn't fixed it yet, it's also a top ranker who has absorbed experience and style from around Roger.  Indirectly, it was an opportunity to learn the emperor's technique.  It will be a good dictionary for Wimbledon.

 'Once catch the first one.'

 The goal is clearly.

 Hanwoojin's eyes set up his day in a hostel where only two days were left.

Thirty-three years old. A talentless tennis player for NK company with an unsuccessful career, Han Woo Jin. No matter how hard he tried, there was a limit to how much he could accomplish. Eventually, when the day for him to quit tennis had finally arrived, he was sent back ten years to the past with a system…

You can find the previous chapter at myoniyonitranslation but because they are dropped the story i will mtled the story xd

Gun-Ho took pictures of the product sized red beans, which were exiting the extruder. The products were coming out in different colors which indicate their different uses. Some were to be used for home appliances and some were meant to be used for automobile parts. In a plastic factory, these products were used to produce plastic plates or various sorts of parts or tools after they melt them again and molded them into the desired shape.
"Did you say you don't export any of these products outside Japan?"
"All of the products that we produce at this factory are used in Japan."
"Hmm…"
Gun-Ho nodded.
 
On the second day of Gun-Ho's trip to Japan, Amiel took Gun-Ho's party to Yonehara Golf Club. They took a shuttle bus and arrived at the golf club after an hour. The golf course was located at a 400,000 pyung hill.
"Wow. This is so beautiful."
Attorney Young-Jin Kim who had been in many different golf courses before was amazed.
"I feel like I can breathe better here."
The clubhouse was pretty as well. The building was constructed in a western style.
"If Jien Wang was here, he would have said that this was built in Seobanah (Espana in Chinese pronunciation) style."
Gun-Ho was talking to himself, and Attorney Young-Jin Kim seemed to have heard him.
"Seobanah? What is Seobanah? This is a Spanish style building!"
"Seobanah means Spain. Chinese people call Spain—Seobanah."
"Oh, really?"
Attorney Young-Jin Kim laughed.
Just in time, Gun-Ho's phone rung.
"Huh? It's from Korea. Maybe it's from my office; did something happen?"
The phone call was actually from Gun-Ho's high school classmate—Won-Chul Jo who was working in a big company as a manager.
"Gun-Ho? It's me, Won-Chul Jo."
"Yes, hey, what's up?"
"Did Suk-Ho call you about the gathering? We are trying to have a gathering with friends from high school."
"Yes, I heard it from Suk-Ho."
"I want to talk to you about the gathering. Do you have time tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow is not good for me. I am in Japan right now. I'm taking this call in roaming."
"Really? What are you doing there?"
"I'm playing golf with friends here."
"Really?"
Won-Chul didn't say anything for a second then continued to talk.
"Are you playing golf with some of our friends from high school? I can't think of anyone from our friends who would go to Japan to play golf."
"I'm with other friends you don't know."
"Who are they?"
Gun-Ho was wondering why Won-Chul wanted to know who he was playing golf with. Won-Chul was being nosy, Gun-Ho thought.
"An attorney friend from Kim&Jeong and a president of the Japan branch office of Lymondell Dyeon."
"Kim&Jeong law firm? Wow. You are living large."
"I'm coming back to Korea the day after tomorrow. I will call you then. I gotta go. It's my turn to tee off."
"Okay. I'm sorry. I will let you go."
 
"This is my first time being in a golf field."
Jeong-Rok Han who came along with Gun-Ho's party to the golf field to interpret for Gun-Ho and Attorney Kim said. He was watching them play golf with a curious look on his face.
"Hmm, then watch how badly I play golf."
"What?"
Jeong-Rok Han laughed.
 
A good golf player—Attorney Young-Jin Kim and Amiel—continued to make a birdie while Gun-Ho keeps making a bogey. Even with a lot of bogeys, Gun-Ho was doing not bad at all; he played along with Attorney Kim and Amiel. His ball was once dropped into the bunker at the 8th hole. Except that, he was doing fine. They finally finished 18 holes.
"My ball was moving by itself against my intention."
"President Goo, you lost the game no matter how you look at it. You'll be buying us a drink."
 
After Gun-Ho's party left Yonehara Golf Club, Amiel took them to a bar in Shinjuku City.
The bar was luxuriously decorated. Its yard was very well landscaped with flowers, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.
Amiel teased Gun-Ho.
"Hey, President Goo. This bar is so special that not many Korean has been here before. Even a minister of Korean government wouldn't be able to come here just because they want to. It is very expensive here."
"How much do they charge? I think I can handle it. Let's get in!"
Amiel chuckled.
"Why are you laughing?"
"You can't just go in there and expect to be served with liquor. They selectively accept their own customers, and you have to make a reservation in advance; it is a must."
"Really? Are you saying you already made a reservation with them?"
"I actually did. I told them that I will bring a very rich Korean man, who has a joint venture with China. I also told the chief hostess that this man is an important figure so they'd better serve him well."
Amiel kept smiling while he was saying it.
 
"Irasshaimase (Welcome in Japanese)"
Two young women who were wearing Yukata came out and greeted Gun-Ho's party.
"Amiel-san desu ka? (Are you Mr. Amiel?)"
"Hai (Yes)."
Once Gun-Ho's party get on the floor, a middle-aged woman who was also wearing a Yukata came out and greeted them.
"Oh, Amiel-san. It has been a while."
"How are you Mama-san?"
 
The floor in the room where Gun-Ho's party was shown to was neatly covered with tatami, and in the middle of the room, there was a floor table. The four men sat at the table: Gun-Ho, Young-Jin Kim, Amiel, and the interpreter—Jeong-Rok Han. Jeong-Rok was busily looking around the room; it seemed that he had never been to a place like this before. Gun-Ho recently gained a bit of weight, and he was not skinny anymore, probably because he had been well fed lately. He now had a fine presence. Mama-san recognized Gun-Ho at a glance.
"Oh, this must be the Goo-sama (Mr. Goo) who is running a big business."
Mama-san placed her head on the floor to show Gun-Ho her respect and to give a bow.
"I am Segawa Joonkko. I'm very pleased to meet you, sir."
Mama-san did the same thing to Attorney Young-Jim Kim and also gave a slight bow to Jeong-Rok.
 
Fancy and neat Japanese dishes started coming out.
Some tasted just like Korean sashimi so Gun-Ho could comfortably eat them. Gun-Ho couldn't digest some spices since those spices tasted strange. The liquor they brought along the food was a type of sake; the liquor had a tender and clean taste.
After Mama-sang left the room, two women entered the room with a Japanese traditional musical instrument—Shamisen. They both looked like in their 30s. They kneeled on the floor gently and started playing Shamisen.
It was a new and pleasant experience for Gun-Ho to drink liquor while listening to Shamisen. Gun-Ho felt like he became some sort of a lord in ancient Japan.
 
Once they had a good time drinking with music, Amiel called for Mama-san. He seemed to ask something very special to Mama-san.
"Joonkko-sang, I brought a very special guest here today. Please bring the most beautiful dancing geisha—Mori Aikko—who used to be very famous in Gion (Kyoto's famous geisha district)."
"Hahaha. You can't just call for Mori Aikko like that."
"Please tell her that a billionaire from Korea is here."
Gun-Ho was startled and said,
"Hey, what are you talking about? I am not a billionaire!"
Mama-san made a comment to what Gun-Ho's said,
"Hahaha. I can tell he is a billionaire. I've been seeing a lot of people because of the nature of my business. I know how to read people's face and know what kind of people they are. I know you are a billionaire."
Everyone in the room laughed. Gun-Ho was the only one who felt a bit uncomfortable.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

Daman escorted Suhyuk and Han around the building and introduced them to the medical staff there. Some of them already knew Han, and some did not because of change in the medical faculty.

Suhyuk said hello to them, with the greeting, "I hope I'll be in good hands."

He did not know how many times he exchanged greetings like that with the staff, because there were so many medical staff, especially compared with Daehan Hospital. 

Surely this was a good hospital.

While escorting them around the building, Daman suddenly stopped before a patient's room, casting a mystical eye at Han. 

"What's the matter?"

At Han's asking Daman smiled, and looked at the patient's nameplate on the door. 

"He was taken here one week ago. I accepted him."

Then a nurse came over to hand him the chart.

Daman glanced at Suhyuk, thinking to himself,

"Did Han say he was very good? Better than my disciple Philip?"
Daman went into the patient's room after he cast a curious look at Suhyuk, and Philip also followed him automatically. 

Han turned his head to Suhyuk, standing outside, "What are you doing there? Come on in!"

Nodding his head, Suhyuk moved. 

It was a one-bed patients room, where there lay a 42-year-old man on the bed.

Daman went to him, saying, "You'll be okay. Your condition has gotten much better. Your lung is also getting better naturally…"

Phillip and Suhyuk were looking at the patient quietly.

"When you feel unwell, please give me a call immediately."

"Thanks, Daman. Cough, cough."

Checking the patient's condition lightly, he went out of the room.

He asked Phillip who also came out, "He is a patient who had one of his ribs broken."

And he handed Phillip a chart.

"Why do you think he had it broken?"

Phillip kept silent a moment at his asking.

On the chart, there was information that the ribs punctured the lungs, and that the patient had taken medication.

Phillip did not think for too long.

"It looks like the rupture has been caused by cardiopulmonary resuscitation or bruising."

Nodding his head, Daman was handed back the chart, and then gave it to Suhyuk.

"How about your opinion, Mr. Lee?"

Suhyuk examined the chart at a glance, saying,

"Looks like it's been caused by his coughing."

Looking at Daman, he wore an expression as if to ask him why he's throwing him such a question.

Han made an awkward smile at that.

Han expected Suhyuk would easily answer it, but his reply was far from what he thought he would give.

Suddenly it came to his mind that the patient was coughing several times while he was talking with Daman. It was possible the rib could be ruptured even by coughing.

Actually there was a case where that happened before.

"Great answer!"

Daman indicated that Suhyuk was right, and Han opened his mouth, with a smile,

"I told you, man. He's better than me. I think he's quick in visual learning, too."



***



Suhyuk, Han Myungjin, Daman and Philip were heading for the food court of the hospital.

They were supposed to have lunch on time.

Suhyuk could understand Daman's behavior in no time.

There were many other doctors besides him, who could see the patients.

When the primary physician is away, another doctor subs for him or her. As there were so many patients at St. Hopkins Hospital, the doctors could not take their eyes off them.

This kind of work in rotation could free the doctors from their physical toil.

It looked as if they were like ordinary men going to work.

On the contrary doctors were forced to work and work and work in Korea.

It was inevitable in some respect because there were a limited number of doctors who could treat those patients taken into the emergency room.

Suhyuk had no choice but to laugh bitterly.

"Do they serve good food at the cafeteria at your place?" asked Daman.

At his asking, Han nodded. Daman liked Korean food very much, in particular bibimbap (rice mixed with beef, vegetable and red pepper paste). 

When he was staying in Korea, he used to enjoy bibimbap as one of his meals every day.

Soon they arrived at the food court in the basement.

Suhyuk's eyes became wider. He was expecting them to wait in a line with a tray.

He was wrong because it was buffet style, full of different kinds of food.

And there was the sound of classical music playing out from somewhere.

Just like how the patients were cared for highly, it seemed the doctors here were given the best possible compensation too.

"Very good, right?"
At Han's words, Suhyuk nodded his head naturally.

"When you make a lot of money, why don't you start a hospital like this one?"
Cracking a joke like that, Han and Daman began putting food on their trays. 

Then Phillip slurred while passing by, "Looks like the foods you might like are over there."

Suhyuk cast his eyes toward where Phillip pointed out, and over there were various salads.

Suhyuk moved to the salad bar, with a grin at Phillip.

He put tomato and spaghetti first on his tray, and some nicely chopped barquette. 

There were also some sushi rolls, but he did not feel like it.

Suhyuk sat next to Han, while Philip sat beside Daman.

While eating, Suhyuk thought of the doctors at Daehan Hospital. 

A man in his mid 30s was taking his seat at that moment.

When was about to eat again, Suhyuk turned to him.

He was holding a Korean book.

Suhyuk murmured before he knew it, "Dongui Medical Encyclopedia…"

The man looked at Suhyuk as if he heard his soft voice.

He spoke in clumsy Korean, "Are you Korean?"

"Yes, I am."

"Oh, my name is William," said the guy in English now.

When he did not show any reaction, the guy smiled bitterly, guessing Suhyuk could not speak English.

However, Suhyuk replied at that moment, "My name is Suhyuk Lee."

"Are you the doctor who just arrived here?"
"Well, I came here at the invitation of …."

"Oh, you came here on invitation? Nice to meet you. Welcome to our hospital!"
"Well, what I mean is…"

"I'm very much interested in Korea. I hope to see you more in the future."

Suhyuk looked at the book, scratching his head.

Han spoke to him in Korean, with a smile, "You had better get along with him."

"Looks like you speak Korean well since you're reading the Dongui Medical Encyclopedia."

William shook his head, adding,

"Well, I am learning Korean, but I am very much limited in my Korean. May I ask which department you're associated with?"

"I think we're working at the general surgery department."

William made a regrettable expression.

Then Han, who was eating, asked Daman about who William was.

"Well, he's someone who's come to the neurosurgery department this time. He is quite capable, but he actually has a speciality in some other area."

"What area is that?"
"Stem cells. He's authored many papers and received several awards, too."

Nodding his head, Han began eating again.

Though he was not old, William was a great doctor.

"Can I call you Dr. Lee?"
"You can call me whatever you feel comfortable."

With a smile, William nodded and then opened up the book again, as if he had just thought of something.

"If you don't mind, can you tell me what this means? I can't understand with my limited Korean."

Suhyuk gladly took the book.

"It is about the curcuma herb. Curcuma powder is good for arthritis…"

When Suhyuk continued to explain, William shook his head, surprised at the contents of the book.

"Huh, Jun? How come he, who lived several hundred years ago, was able to find out that curcuma had this Tumeric ingredient? I am just amazed and deeply respect him," said William.

The tumeric component extracted from curcuma are used to treat arthritis. Plus the  selenium component that protects cells from harmful oxygen.

William, staring at the Dongui Medical Encyclopedia, continued to express surprise,

"Dr. Lee, then this word means…"

William suddenly shut up his mouth, because Suhyuk's tray was full of salads.

"I'm so sorry. You couldn't eat because of me..."

"Oh, never mind! Please feel free to ask me anything anytime when you're in doubt."

William nodded his head,and began eating.

While he was chewing with his mouth closed, he could not take his eyes off the Dongui book.

After lunch, Suhyuk was walking up the stairs to the lobby.

"Looks like I can digest food better if I press here," said William, pressing his palm with his thumb hard.

Suhyuk said, with a smile, "Do you really feel that way?"
"I think the medical methods of the Orient are really great."

"I agree."

"Dr. Lee, are you available this evening?"
"I don't think I'm busy…"

"How about a glass of beer then? I know a good beer bar near the hospital. I'd like to repay you for your teaching today."
When he was about to reply, Han spoke in Korean,

"You're not busy this evening, right? Go and get along with him over a drink."

Suhyuk nodded his head.

"Okay, sir." 

William's face became bright.

"7pm. Let's meet in the lobby."

"Sure."

Both of them exchanged their contact numbers. Looking at them, Phillip chuckled.



***



Their first day at St. Hopkins Hospital passed quickly.

They stopped by the surgery building and other nearby buildings, meeting the hospital director too.

It was approaching 7pm.

Han, who came down to the lobby to return to the apartment, waved his hands at Suhyuk.

"Don't drink too much. Have a good time!"

Suhyuk checked the time. It was 6:30pm.

He still had 30 minutes to go until the appointed time.

Sitting on the waiting benches, Suhyuk looked around the lobby.

Though he felt awkward in every way, it seemed to him that there were many patients regardless of whether it was the US or Korea.

While he was checking his surroundings, his cellphone buzzed.

It was a call from William.

"Yes, this is Suhyuk Lee."

"Dr. Lee, I'm afraid I'll be late a bit. Can you wait… or come to my office, if you don't mind?"

"Sure. Where is your office?"

"Okay."

Suhyuk headed to the elevator to go to his office, which he could easily find.

Knock, knock, knock.
When he knocked on the door, William in a white gown opened the door.

"Sorry. Please come in."

Once he stepped into the office, Suhyuk's eyes became larger gradually.

And he murmured before he knew it, "Wow…"

The golden hour where one can save a life.

Golden Time.

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Revised Synopsis :

Golden time is a Korean Medical Drama/ Reincarnation Novel. The novel is short and progresses quickly as the main character is sent back in time to his teenage years when he got into a severe accident. Causing him to lose most of his memories and even trapping him in a coma for three months. The main character wakes up 3 months later where the only memory remaining in his head are his medical knowledge and his name.

A story about the life of a young teenage boy growing up as he strives to save as many lives as he can and becoming the greatest doctor in the world.

Golden Time, a moment in which a life can be saved!

**A licensed novel from Munpia**

Translator: Khan
Editor: Aelryinth


"They're ready. Let's go, boss."

I followed Secretary Park with a nod. President Kwon Oh-hyuk of OH Entertainment followed me. He seemed nervous, as I looked at him still fiddling around with his tie. I said, lightly putting my hand on his shoulder. "Don't be too nervous, President Kwon. All you have to do is smile and talk about work."

"Ah, yes."

Passing through a few red pillars and pushing through a door bearing two golden dragons, a neat-looking middle-aged man was standing before us. He opened his arms and told me something in fast, high Chinese. "... Han Shèzhǎng."

What I understood was the last word, 'Han Shèzhǎng' which I had been often called in China. I could make a rough estimate of what it meant, without having to listen to the interpretation of Secretary Lee.

I responded to him in the Chinese that I had practiced this morning. "Rènshí nǐmen hěn gāoxìng." It meant, 'Nice to meet you.' 

He shook hands with me and offered me a seat opposite him. The person facing me was Longjingquan, the Shanghai Party Secretary. He was a promising politician who had grasped Shanghai's power at a young age. Shanghai was capitalistic enough to be called the economic capital of China, so he was the best target for me to gain a foothold into Chinese politics.

"Rènshí nǐmen hěn gāoxìng." He greeted me and Kwon with a smile, as our side was the one holding the money.

'Although not official, the Chinese Communist Party usually divides into three factions: the Communist Youth League of China run by Hu Jintao; the current leader Xi Jinping's fellow Princelings, the Crown Prince Party; and Jiang Zemin's Shanghai Clique. With Xi Jinping's prolonged rule, the power of the Communist Youth League of China and Shanghai Clique was greatly reduced, but the financial crisis recently helped them to rise again.'

I was thinking of keeping China's nationalist hardliners in check by pushing this Shanghai Clique. In this way, I would benefit the economy and reduce the security threat to our country. Since Longjingquan was the next leading figure in the Shanghai Clique, just working with him and enhancing his stature would help me achieve my goal. To him, I, who was the richest man in Korea, and the owner of a 1.2 trillion dollar investment company, would be also helpful. He seemed to be well aware of that, too. 

I spoke to him through Secretary Lee, "There's a saying that the ground hardens after the rain. There have been tough times in recent years, but I think China's economy is going to get back on its feet."

I was a little sorry that I was saying such a thing, but I was serious about it. China was still a country with 1.4 billion people and great potential, although it had been hit hard by the U.S. for its rapid growth. 

Secretary Lee conveyed the words of Longjingquan, the Shanghai Party Secretary. "In the process, I hope President Han, Korea`s richest man, will help us a lot."

"Of course. Ah... Before I start talking about business, I have a present from Korea. Please take it."

I looked at Secretary Park as Secretary Lee continued the words I had prepared. Secretary Park brought him the gift box he was carrying. Inside it was a Goryeo celadon-style teacup and kettle set. The teacup had a crane on it, and the kettle was shaped like a turtle. The color had the unique jade color of Goryeo celadon.

"I have heard that the Chinese like tea, so I prepared it."

The teacup of the Goryeo celadon seemed a little different to his eyes, who had seen so many high-end goods as a power of the Communist Party.

"Oh, yes." He looked at the teacup with a grin, and opened the turtle's back. His eyes widened slightly. He looked at me and said, "They're so beautiful in color. Thank you, President Han."

I thought as I listened to him, 'He is a person who has come all the way up here, avoiding the checks of the Princelings of the Crown Prince Party.'

There was a USB in the turtle he just saw, which had the information Crow had gathered, needed for him to rise higher in the Communist Party. It wasn't my preferred way of doing things, but it was essential in China, where the state media was still powerful and freedom of speech was not high. 

I replied, "The turtle is a symbol of longevity, isn't it? I think... If you drink tea from this kettle, you'll live longer."

He seemed to have understood my message 100%. "Thank you for the precious gift. Let's take the tea from this kettle and drink it today."

At his thin smile, I recalled Senator William Turner on the other side of the world. 

'Most people who have come up to this position have similar aspects. Their background, personality and appearances are different, but there is a strong desire for power. I give a sword to a man of ambition, and he will brandish it himself. And then, gradually, he will be subordinate to me.' 

I moved on to the next item on the agenda, as if nothing had happened. "Then let's talk about the opening of the hundredth View Box. President Kwon of OH Entertainment, who's sitting next to me, will explain the event."

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My first goal, my power expansion in the U.S. and China, went ahead as scheduled. If I tracked Senator William Turner in the U.S. news and Longjingquan in the Chinese news, I could easily see their progress. There was no immediate news of them taking office as the U.S. president or as premier of China, but they would soon be if I worked on it.

'It's only a matter of time before I get power in the two countries. It means that I will become a world power, beyond Korea. What I want will happen, and what I don't want won't happen.'

I then turned toward the second goal: peaceful reunification with North Korea.

North Korea wanted to keep its economy open, although there were complicated problems that could not be compromised with South Korea, such as communism, and a hereditary succession. It was moving slightly from pro-China to pro-U.S., with a long period of U.S. economic sanctions and looking at the financial crisis of its ally, China. Ideology used to be important in the past, but as times changed, economic power became more important.

'In any case, the fate of South and North Korea are similar. It's something the superpowers are aware of. Historically, the situation on the Korean Peninsula is always the same.' 

In the old Joseon dynasty and the Gwanghaegun era, it was a matter of choice between the Qing dynasty and the Ming dynasty; at the end of the Joseon dynasty, it was between the Qing dynasty and Japan; during the liberation period it was between the USA and USSR, and now it was between USA and China.

'In order to avoid this constant conflict, the Korean people have no choice but to be strong themselves. That can never be done in an environment where South Korea and North Korea antagonize one another. How can the nation become stronger when it is pouring tens of billions of dollars into the 38th Parallel, and it is difficult to exert all its energy out of the sea? The reality is that we cannot overpower even Japan, let alone the U.S., China, or Russia.' 

I was busy trying to break this point.

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"What about it, boss?"

I pushed the pad I was holding forward, and said, "It's good just in this way concerning economic cooperation."

Chung So-young, the president of Oracle News, ruffled her bobbed hair and focused on the part I pointed at. "I see."

"There was a coercive statement urging large companies to participate, but they've changed a little bit, right?"

What had I pointed out was an editorial in Oracle News, which I'd drafted, and a professional reporter had edited a little. Before publishing, the article needed to be passed over by me for final approval, and then it would be placed on the Internet. When President Joo Sung-won saw this, he would base his policy with this.

"Ah, yes. It had a little strong expression, and I was afraid that it would be against the friendly readers from the big corporations. I toned it down a bit. Should I change it back to the original?"

"Yes. Let's go to the original."

"Yes. I'll do as you say." Chung So-young bowed her head and started to leave. 

I looked at her back and told her, "President Chung."

She looked back at me. I added, "Don't consider the big companies too much. Our company is the largest."

Chung once again bowed her head to me. "Ah yes, boss."

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After Chung went outside, I picked up the phone and called Secretary Park. 

"Yes, boss?"

"I think I'll have the meeting today after a long time."

"The meeting?"

"You know the meeting, right?"

"Ah, yes, I see. I will tell the executives of each company."

"Yes, please. The date is..." I looked at the calendar and said the date I wanted. "We'd better do it next Thursday. The place is... Let's go to the hotel lounge like last time. It was comfortable and nice."

"Yes, sir."

The meeting was none other than what had been previously called the Garden Royale. I didn't bother to call it by that name now, but the people attending were the same. They were the third and fourth generation of big corporations, except for one person, Tak Mun-su. Ever since Tak Mun-su had been arrested and sentenced to twenty years in prison, I hadn't heard any word from the meeting again, but when our company's market capitalization exceeded a trillion dollars, I started calling them back. I wanted them to cooperate with what I wanted to do. In the past they used to treat me as a newly rich man, but now I was really rich, and they were just so-so. 

The purpose of the meeting was simple. As I wrote in my editorial, I was going to encourage them to invest in North Korea. Pulling the president in using an editorial, pushing big business owners in meetings, and doing so, everything would go as I planned, and as I wished.

Having sent President Chung and Secretary Park to work separately, I checked the remaining schedule. I was finished for today. 

'Shall I go home then?' I got up from my seat. These days, I often went home as early as possible after work, since I missed my daughter and son. Four-year-old Seo-hyun, who had just started to speak, and one-year-old Se-hyun, who just passed Doljabi, were the center of my life. I simply packed my bag and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" The two secretaries outside got up from their seats. 

I sent them down with my hands and said, "Home. I'm going home."

"Yes, boss."

Leaving my two secretaries, I stood in front of the elevator and pressed the up button. Soon the elevator arrived, and I got in and pressed the penthouse floor where my family was waiting. 

I had served as the leading investor in the global economy, the secret power that drove global politics, and as the owner of a company with thousands of employees... but my favorite position was right there, the father of Seo-hyun and Se-hyun.

"Penthouse." At the same time as the mechanical voice spoke, the door opened and the voice of my daughter Seo-hyun chimed out, "Wow, it's Dad!"

I caught my daughter, who was running at me extremely fast. "You will be hurt. Slow down!"

From within came my Ah-young with Se-hyun. Thanks to her natural beauty, she was still pretty and lovely.

"You left work early."

I hugged Seo-hyun and looked at Se-hyun, who was being held by Ah-young. While earning a few trillions of dollars, sometimes I had a scream-pleasing moment of pleasure, but I didn't think there was a happier time than when I was with my family at home.

A very ordinary white collar worker, Han Sang Hoon.
One day, he came late to work and there he finds a strange destiny called [12 Hours After]

Han Sung-Jun:
Birthday: June 5th, 1999;
Height: 5'11" or 180cm
Position: Main/Lead Vocalist, Lead Dancer, and Leader
Idol Group: Unlimited
Agency: ZC (past), Echo (present)
The male protagonist of the novel. The leader of "Unlimited." He is tall, white-skinned on the outside with no tan, slightly tanned inside the shirt with six-pack chocolate abs, and has hazel eyes. Born with Jet black hair. Extremely hard working person and a little bit arrogant inside because of possessing the ultimate Kpop system. He treats himself and lives as Jun and thinks old Jun's family is his family because of possession. Always wears loose XXL or XXXL size t-shirts to appear like a lean young man with no mass.

Kang Min-Su:
Birthday: May 30th, 2001;
Height: 5'9" or 175cm
Position: Main Dancer and Rapper
Member of "Unlimited". A good friend of Han Sungjun and became an idol together with him. Respects Sungjun very much and treats him like a brother. He's nice to everyone but was extremely competitive regarding dance. He's slightly tanned with black eyes and born with brown hair but no way less handsome than Jun, if he wears lenses.

Lee Min-Ho:
Birthday: September 27th, 2001;
Height: 5'8" or 173cm
Position: Main/Lead Rapper and dancer
Member of "Unlimited." Being a rapper, he's a stylish person. He changes his hair color and style as well as his dressing style, very often. Good to everyone and a positive thinking person. He isn't a competitive person even though he started to worry if anyone does better than him. He's the shortest person in the group and also lack physical strength and don't exercise much. He loves to sleep. Like other idols, he is a handsome one with everchanging lenses and hair. Although, he was born with brown eyes and black hair.

Pak Hae-Seong:
Birthday: November 1st, 2002;
Height: 5'10" or 178cm
Position: Dancer and Vocalist
Member of "Unlimited." Quiet person. Never opens his mouth unless when being asked or when it's really necessary. He has also less presence in the group. He neither complains nor praises. He just keeps everything to himself and hesitates very much. A genius in dancing but was always behind Minsu because of hesitation. He was also fond of working out and have abs. Slightly tanned and have dark brown eyes. He was short-sighted and wear lenses.

Hwa Do-Hyun:
Birthday: December 25th, 2003;
Height: 5'9" or 175cm
Position: Vocalist, Rapper, Dancer
Maknae of the "Unlimited" Idol group. Hyperactive person. His mouth never stops and always gets excited about every little thing. Less talented than others but very hardworking. He never gets depressed and his determination is always high. His father also works in the Entertainment industry for the past 20 years and has a lot of connections. A jack of all trades and multi-talented. He can do rapping, singing, or dancing and is proficient with various instruments like piano, guitar, violin, etc... He has black hair and light brown eyes.


Han Yung-Ja:
Birthday: September 21st, 2003;
Height: 5'4" or 163cm
Position: Main rapper
The little sister of Han Sungjun and a member of the "Sparkle" Idol group. She loves her brother, very much. Just like her brother, she's white-skinned and beautiful with brown eyes and was born with jet black hair. Very protective of her brother. Often get teased by her friends as someone with a brother complex because of that. She looks like Dahyun of Twice.

Sa Na-Young:
Birthday: July 6th, 2000;
Height: 5'4" or 164cm
Position: Main/Lead Vocalist and Leader
Leader of the Sparkle Idol group. She loves to tease her roommate, Han Yungja, at all times. She was born with double eyelids. Have large black eyes and black hair, although she tends to keep it brown. The most unique feature of her is that she has large two large front teeth, which makes her look like a cute rabbit. She looks like Nayeon of Twice. She has a crush on Sungjun and behaves awkwardly before him after realizing the fact.

Wu Yunseo:
Birthday: April 25th, 2002;
Height: 5'3" or 161cm
Position: Main dancer and Lead Rapper
Member of the Sparkle Idol group. She often tries to tease Han Yungja, along with Nayoung, whenever the topic of Sungjun appears. She is also considered as the face of the group and a bubbly girl. She's mostly described as pretty but she loves to be on the cute side. Whenever she pouts or does aegyo, etc... she looks like a cute duckling. She looks like Choi Yena of Izone.

Lee Yu-Jin:
Birthday: March 29th, 2004;
Height: 5'4" or 163 cm
Position: dancer and Vocalist
Maknae of Sparkle Idol group. She doesn't talk very much and luckily, even being maknae, she isn't the target of the teasing. Even if one teases her, it would take a long time before she realizes it. Slow witted and looks cute. She always asks the obvious questions. She looks like Yooa of Oh My Girl.

Nae Hye-Sun:
Birthday: June 5th, 1984;
Height: 5'5" or 165cm
Position: Manager
Manager of Unlimited group. Ex-manager of the "AOE" Idol group of ZC Entertainment for 10 years. She was fired by the Chairman when he found out that she was dating his son. Later, she went to America and worked there as a manager for a couple of celebrities and returned to Korea after getting a job offer by Echo's Chairman. She knew Sungjun for a long time and a cousin of him. She looks like the actress, Song Hye-Kyo.

The Boss didn't even look at the bill. He just swiped the card and signed it in one go.
The shop assistant at the side was full of stars. He reluctantly handed over two bags. He accepted them. Li Yan didn't notice that her brother had bought an extra one. She only looked at the g family across the street. "Let's go, over there. " After that, she pulled Xi Wan and walked over.
Li Yan saw a long red floral dress at a glance. She said to a shop assistant, "give me the smallest size to try on. "
"The one in your hand is the smallest size. "
Li Yan nodded. She took the dress and went to the fitting room.
Not long after she entered, Yang Feng and Han Zi also stepped into the shop. Everyone's eyes naturally met.
The G shop assistant standing at the side was also stunned. Although the turnover these days was very good, it was rare to see so many celebrities in such a short period of time.
Yang Feng naturally knew Xi Wan and Li Zhan. One was the junior sister who had gone with him to audition for the set of "askance" a few days ago, and the other was the cold and aloof boss that he could only see once in a while. However, he really didn't expect that the two of them would appear in the same frame... ... Although they looked quite compatible ...
He revealed a look of shock, but he quickly calmed down and nodded at Li Zhan and Xi Wan. He didn't dare to talk to the boss, so he naturally asked Xi Wan, "are you here to buy clothes? "
Xi Wan looked at him and smiled without replying.
Han Zi narrowed her eyes and held Yang Feng's arm with one hand. "Aiya, aren't you going to introduce me? " She said as she glanced at the man standing behind Xi Wan.
With just one glance, Han Zi felt her heart beat faster.
She had always been in the Foreign Trade Association. After staying in Korea for a long time, her personality had grown even more. The men she had dated and had relationships with were all popular idols. Even if there were some dark deals that she had to go to, she had told her superiors that she would not serve those who were ugly. Because she was easy to talk to and obedient, and because she was extremely popular, her superiors naturally did not make things difficult for her. They did not hand over invitations from people who were too ugly to her.
Her best friend had once said that she was simply a stamp collector, and she did not deny it. The entertainment industry was all about sex, money, and power.
She had seen so many handsome men in all kinds of ways, and she only felt that this man in front of her was the best born she had ever seen Not only did his facial features stand out, but they were also as if they were carved by the heavens. His temperament was like the wind and the Moon, clean This kind of cleanliness made her yearn for it!
At this moment, he stood at the side without any emotions on his face. He didn't say anything, but it made people feel that he was the king here.
Jealousy was like a snake in the hands of the devil, slowly swimming into her heart and making her excited. How could this woman be with such a man! !
Han Zi let out a charming smile and smiled at Xi Wan and Li Zhan. Then, she waved her arm at the slightly uncomfortable Yang Feng. "Ah, aren't you going to introduce us? "
Yang Feng smiled. "This is Xi Wan, and this is... "
"Isn't it beautiful? " Li Yan, who was wearing a red floral dress, appeared in front of everyone. Then, she looked at Yang Feng and Han Zi and frowned slightly.
She walked slowly like a blooming peacock princess and blinked at Xi Wan. "Isn't it beautiful? "
"Yes. "
Li Yan said to the shop assistant happily, "I'll take it. " Then, she said to Xi Wan, "you should buy it too. Don't just look at it. Otherwise, we'll see what you'll wear at the party. " Then, she pointed at the lake-blue dress hanging in the transparent safe and said to the shop assistant, "take out that one. " "take out that one. "
This was the first time that Han Zi was treated as if she didn't exist. She felt a little uncomfortable, and when she saw that Yang Feng's eyes couldn't stop staring at Li Yan, she felt even more unhappy. She couldn't help but Pinch Yang Feng, and her delicate and soft voice rang out "Hey, you haven't answered what I just said. "
"Didn't I say it? She's Xi Wan. Oh my dear, you know her even if I don't say it. " Then she said to Xi Wan, "This is Han Zi. Oh, she's a singer. We're both artists. I don't think I need to introduce her in detail, right? "
The Internet was so developed. Even if they had never met or collaborated, they basically knew each other. If they introduced each other again, it would be really awkward.
Han Zi was fuming. She didn't want to know about Jiang Xiwan. She wanted to know about this exquisite person in front of her, okay? ! But seeing that Yang Feng obviously didn't want to introduce that man, she could only give up. At worst, she could investigate it herself ...
Han Zi reached out her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you. "
Xi Wan shook it and immediately let go. She only responded indifferently, "Oh. "
Han Zi was a little unhappy. After all, she was a relatively well-known artist now. It was always her subordinates who supported her, and no one dared to slap her face. Jiang Xiwan, a newcomer who didn't even have a single work, was still the first!
Thinking of this Jiang Xiwan, she secretly hated her!
Back then, when she left the Super Popular Group in Bang State and flew back to China alone, she debuted again as Xiao Yinzheng's junior sister. She was simply the center of attention. She didn't disappoint the public and managed to raise her popularity to a new high.
However, the company had always given her the image of a sweet and soft girl. She was not stupid. Of course, she knew that as she grew older, she could not be a sweet and soft girl forever. After all, she would always run out of money.
Therefore, she also wanted to seek a breakthrough. However, her voice was here. She could not walk in the European and American style, nor could she walk in the female style. After that, she released a single EP, which was Chinese style, but the response was mediocre.
Therefore, a transformation was her main goal this year.
When she learned that her senior brother was going to shoot "love in heaven" , she was excited for quite a while. She had also hinted many times that she could act as the female lead in "Love in heaven" for no pay. However, her senior brother did not hesitate to slap her away. He even said, "you are not suitable. There is no other suitable role for you in the movie. "
His words had blocked her escape route.
After that, she had no choice but to consider participating in a reality show. At the airport, when she heard Jiang Xiwan's little assistant say that she would act as Yao Guang, she was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.
That was why she only let her marketing account expose the news of Yao Guang's internal selection of the lead role a day later.
The result was great. Even when the promotional video for the documentary of the Geisha of the Tang Dynasty was released, her senior brother had also forwarded it. The industry insiders had also confirmed her acting skills, but she was still completely defamed by many people.
Thinking of this, she was once again delighted.
At this moment, the shop assistant had already opened the safe and took out the lake-blue gown that was hanging inside. The Hem of the gown was inlaid with countless diamonds, and it was sparkling and dazzling.
"It's really beautiful. "
Just as the shop assistant was about to pass the gown to Xi Wan, Han Zi smiled at Xi Wan. "This gown is pretty good. "
Xi Wan nodded.
"Can you... "
"No! " Before she could say anything, Li Yan interrupted, "you're so short and ugly. If you can't hold on to this gown, then don't even think about it. " Then, Li Yan looked at the shop assistant. "Wrap this up for me too. "

REVENGE IN THE ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY!
COPYWRITER: In her previous life, she was a grand slam best actress, but she was tortured to death by her best friend. Before she died, she was unwilling to accept it. Fortunately, the heavens were hanging down on her, and she was possessed by a fourth-year media girl. Therefore, with hatred, she started from the bottom step by step, and climbed to the top again. She was proud and outstanding!
About Love: In her previous life, she was moved by Jin Zhu, and she died a miserable death.
In this life, meeting him was both her life and career. He was both her benefactor and her benefactor. She was unmoved and unmoved. She stuck to her original heart. In the end, it made him angry: Jiang Xiwan, do you have a heart or not He thought that he would leave her, but unexpectedly, he doted on her even more. He even racked his brains to create a "human life" ... ...
In the world of mortals, it was a touch of brilliance. Believe it, it was there. If you don't believe it, it was also there.
Group number: 486914513. Welcome to the group to play.

#1
The team leader of the Monster Resources, with his dead-tired eyes, picked up a bunch of thick documents and placed them on the table.
*Thud*
"It's the first order."
Silence…
*Thud*
"2nd order..."
*Thud*
"Third, this is the end."
"That's a lot."
The team captains of each team who had heads of greasy hair from not going home for a few days looked down at them.
"I took as much raw data as possible to get rid of my subjective errors."
No one complained because they all knew that the hardest role was taken by the head of the Monster Resources Division.
"One monster needs this much data?"
"In my personal opinion, I believe it is right to understand that this creature not as a monster but a much superior living being. Of course, this is my personal view and while you are analyzing the data, please remove this from your analysis."
"Well done."
Irumi, sitting at the head of the table, did not even flinch and opened the first page of the documents placed in front of her.
Gold Dragon: L
Height: 277meters Weight: 170 tons
Type: Extra Large Flying Monster

Characteristics:
Unusual flight capacity: 170 tons of weight increased at a speed of 20m/s. Thrust cannot be calculated.
Unusual Magic: Unable to interpret the magical mechanism. Estimated by a different kind of ability than the magic used by humans
Abnormal Intelligence…
Abnormal Power…
Unusual…
*flipping through pages*
Irumi was welcomed by densely filled pages of data.
Her hand stopped.
"All of Jaehwang's strengths are nullified."
"That's right. Rather, strengths are classified as weaknesses, and countermeasures are currently under discussion. Previously, Jaehwang has raided monsters by mismatching range and concentrating his attack power but when we analyzed the spatial capabilities of the dragon to date, it was concluded that such an approach would be dangerous."
She sighed. "What's this ability to make humans into vegetables?"
"According to the detailed analysis of the recorded video at the time, it is expected that the ones who got affected received a spike in their mana. Unfortunately, the mechanism was not analyzed."
The room was filled with sighs as he continued. The more they heard, the more powerful the dragon felt. It feels like they've witnessed the final boss being released to beginners when one starts a PC game.
The physical abilities revealed by the dragon was incomparable with the previous ones. There was a precedent of the Ogamushi, but this opponent had various abilities that could not be compared to the Ogamushi.
"What I'm most wary of is that it is intelligent."
At the words of the Monster Resources team, everyone nodded.
It was already acknowledged that the other was a transcendent being. The magic that it used was not also identified. Tens of thousands of papers on mana and magic have been published, but the powers used by that dragon was not even hypothesized yet.
Pure physical power alone could be said to be 10 tiers, but that's just a small forte. What concerns them more was the possibility of what they have as just the fraction of its original power.
"I'd rather have the dragon riots end in just United States."
"Most countries are hoping for that now. Also, her presence may not necessarily be harmful."
"No harm? Isn't it a monster? " Said the guard.
"Before it's a monster, it's a superior species. What many countries are currently paying attention to is her space magic. If you can interact with her in a peaceful way, we might be able to revolutionize a whole new way of being. The easiest thing to think about is the logistics revolution. There can also be endless military technologies that can be created simply by moving space."
"Can you do that with someone who thinks of humans as dogs?"
"If a dog is useful as a dog, it's not impossible. L was very curious about human creations."
"You are saying we have to go in humbly first."
The head of the external business team nodded with a serious expression.
It means that the transcendental body of dragons has an assumption that humans admit weakness. However, the head of the external affairs team rather laughed and said, "Of course it's just their own idea. We are different. I think Jaehwang is not in any way less than the dragon at all. In other words, Jaehwang has not used his power to fullest yet either."
"Yeah? What is that…" The head of the guard team smiled at the head of the external business team.
"When I analyzed the style and character of Jaehwang, his usual deeds, and accomplishments, he has never used his power to fullest. Am I right, Irumi?"
Irumi responded to his inquiries without looking up while sweeping through the papers.
"As what I have heard from a trusted man, he said that Jaehwang's ability so far has been less than half of his maximum."
"Hmm… really…"
Everyone looked at Irumi surprisingly.
"Can you tell us more about him… or more in detail?"
The most surprised one was the head of the Monster Resources Team. As analysis is his main task, the specifications of Jaehwang, who is responsible for all raids, was very important to him. Irumi's words were a great shock to him when he thought that he could now have some measure of Jaehwang's ability.
"He didn't give us a strong basis of his assumptions, but you can say that it is much stronger than now. So what we need to do now is when Jaehwang enters the raid on the dragon…"
As Irumi was still talking, the boardroom door opened and an agent walks in hurriedly.
"There is an emergency."
Everyone in the conference room looked toward him. Although everyone is a little startled and upset, no one blamed him for popping in during a board meeting. If not for a good reason, he would never do anything like that.
"What is it"
"There was an article that the Secretary-General of the United States used the US-Korea Hunter Treaty to request Jaehwang's Dragon Raid."

#2
"The US Secretary-General is crazy." 
Hunter 1, Lee Chul-jung said as he closed his laptop.
"I know, right. How are they going to deal with this damage?"
"How is the US responding? They must be upset there too. "
"It's still paralyzed. The stock price has plummeted, and all the decision-makers are hospitalized."
"No, didn't you say that the mana hunters did not become vegetables?"
"They didn't, but the problem is that the chief is. I think they're just letting him be. They're watching how Jaehwang responds to the US-Korea Hunter Treaty that Tefman has brought up."
"Is he some kind of guinea pig?"
"Yeah. And you can't ignore the Hunter network that Tefman has in the United States."
"That's true."
Lee Chul-jung pounded the table. A young reporter opened the office door and shouted, "Seniors! Awesome news! "
"Well? what?"
"The South Korean Hunter Secretariat rejected Jean Tefman's request."
"Hey, that's not a big deal. The general secretary right now is Kwon-Je's sidekick. Since it's a veto, how long does it take for Tefman to force his request? One month?"
"It's not a month. The dragon has given a month's deadline, so wouldn't it be around two weeks? "
The two did not show their reaction as expected, but the new reporter was not done yet.
"No. That's not a problem. It seems that Jean Tefman wants to start the enforcement of his request. The American hunters in the country have been called for an emergency call."
"What?!" Lee responded to his answer.
There was no armed force involved in his expectation.
"What is the Korean government doing?"
"It's a piece of information just coming in…"
"Put it back to the Korea Hunter Secretariat and check it again!"
"Would they tell me that?"
"You crazy bastard, who would ask anyone about it?"
"Oh, I see."
"Ahh… who knows the Korea-US treaty well…."
Lee Chul-jung held up his smartphone.
The Dragon's declaration of aggression in the United States was also big news, which was also a case that cannot be ignored. He mobilized all the contacts he knew and began looking for people who knew what was going on.
About half an hour later, he started running with his laptop packed.
"Hey! South Korea Hunter Secretariat convenes! Move fast!"
"Huh?"
"Specialty! Infinite tanker Kim Joo-han and Head Hunter Saladin and all of the raids have been ordered to come! "
"Heeeeyeek!" 
His mouth opened wide at the cry of the senior reporter. The two he talked about were the hidden power of the Korean Hunter Secretariat, who was well known among journalists in dealing with the Hunter Scoop. The mobilization of the hunters in front of them, revealing their undetermined grades in the sun, meant that the Republic of Korea's Hunter Secretariat decided to completely face the United States.
"I'll go!"

#3
What was the characteristic of the Korean press?
First of all, its trustworthiness was one of the lowest at a global level. Fake news was abundant, and the news press publishes everything from garbage opinions to disproved rumors.
And another characteristic was that if there was big news, a huge quantity of articles abusing it would flourish.
[D-1 US Hunter Secretariat vs Korea Hunter Secretariat.]
[US Hunter Secretariat with ROK-US Hunter Treaty Dispatched Minister of Korean Government Hunter.]
[Korean Government Contemplating the Korea-US Hunter Treaty 30 Years Ago.]
[Invincible consistent with silence in the US-Korea Hunter Treaty... Is it confidential and internal disagreements?]
[Korea and the United States Conflict!]
Dozens of abusing articles came out in a day.
Korea now being considered as the strongest hunter country, it was natural for the world media to pay attention to them. The United States knew that things were going badly, so they urgently tried to summon Jean Tefman, but he helped spread more controversy by refusing to go back.
It's unbelievable, but the event that everyone was worried about would happen went about the next day.
The Hunters of the US military was stationed in front of the Invincible Palace. The troops dispatched from the Hunter Office of the Republic of Korea also stood in front of Invincible.
The Hunter Office of the Republic of Korea mobilized about 200 Hunters, led by the Special Operations Department. The two leading men stood out; a man with a specially designed object sniper rifle that was much larger than his own body in his late twenties, and the other who was heavily armored in a massive body of nearly 4 meters tall.
The number of American hunters in front of them was 1,300!
Tefman had to work hard to reach that number, but just by pure numbers, they were way more. However, the charisma was rather with the Republic of Korea. It was a situation where the two leaders of the Korean troops overpowered the aura of their men.
"I think it'd be hard to even get inside."
"Arg..."
When Leighton said those words, a deep furrow deepened on the face of Jean Tefman.
It has spread to the pride fighting between the Republic of Korea and the United States, so it was no longer possible to retreat.
The South Korean government, which thought it would raise the American hand, did not even appear. Moreover, although not visible, the situation here was being broadcast live around the world.
What will happen here today will determine his life. It is the difference between coming down with pride or coming down with shame.
"Secretary-General, the time is…"
"I know!" Tefman answered angrily as he checked his armor.
He assumed that these yellow monkeys would tremble when he announced the gathering of his US troops, he didn't expect him to go against them.
"Friggin yellow monkeys…"
Tefman stepped forward. He was also a level-7 hunter like the Invincible's de-facto leader Kwon Je. The two men in front of him were intimidating but he took courage and stepped up.
If he defeats those two, it will disassemble their troops and those 200 will be seized in no time.
Tefman intentionally started walking with his mana flowing out of him.
The two men in the front line laughed at Tefman walking with mana slurring out of him.
"The secretary-general said he will take care of everything right?"
"Yeah. He just said keep him alive."
At his colleague's words, the giant man smiled brightly. "Then I'll go! The only thing you know how to do is kill, right?"
"Hmm. I don't want to admit but that is true." The Head hunter Saladin shook his head sideways and stepped back.
Then, Kim Joo-han clenched his giant fist and stepped forward.
A moment before imminent disaster…
But at that moment, the large gate of Invincible started to open slowly.
And what they saw was…

Have you been targeted?
Maybe, since you've been in his range all along.
What else can you do but prepare yourself to be killed?

Fifteen days, the operation of the special security detachment had lasted for fifteen days. The reputation of the Tianbei Police Department had reached a peak that was never achieved before.
Within the fifteen days, not only did the special security detachment work efficiently, but other police officers who usually work diligently had also put in one hundred and twenty percent of enthusiasm into their work.
If the special security detachment is so hardworking, how can I lose to them? It seemed that all of the police thought this way. The rate of crimes solved in Tianbei City soared suddenly and even old cases made many breakthroughs and progressed.
Han Jing was sitting in the seat of his office. In the past five days, it could be said that there were retaliatory surprise inspections and it finally made those who managed the funds understand. If the police station was really crazy, they still had a good way to make money. 
The finance belonged to the Federation, but most of those fines would go into their personal pockets! To use the financial department to choke the neck was to force the group of young men, the special security detachment, to do something that would make other people's pockets to lose even more.
In just three days, Han Jing found that his financial applications suddenly became very lenient. If he applied for a hundred thousand yuan, the other party would ask passionately, "Is a hundred thousand yuan really enough? Why don't you apply for two hundred thousand yuan? Now that our funds are sufficient, you don't need to worry too much."
The more passionate the other person was, the more chill Han Jing could feel in his bones. This abnormal scenario was either true kindness or a move with ulterior motives.
Ulterior motives? Han Jing felt that it wasn't likely possible. The identity of Qin Fen had been gradually exposed these past few days. Almost every civil servant with a real background in the city knew about his true identity.
From the army and from Shenyang, the police leaders decided to decentralize together.
With such an identity, if it were to be placed in ancient times, he had almost no difference from an imperial minister! To play dirty against him? Aren't you digging a grave for yourself?
Han Jing found that since Qin Fen entered the Tianbei City police system, the number of sighs he had these days was probably much higher than that of the last two years.
"This must stop for a while, no matter what, there needs to be breathing space. " Han Jing used his chair to shake his body gently, "Otherwise, when he leaves, the others would say that I am a bad leader. They might settle scores with me later. I don't have a stronger background than them."
"Chief..."
Han Jing looked at Deputy Bureau Chief Liu, who was the new deputy bureau chief that had just been promoted after the resignation of the Deputy Bureau Chief Zhang, who resigned in his own volition a few days ago.
"Chief Liu, is there anything?" Han Jing did not like Deputy Bureau Chief Liu. This middle-aged man, who seemed to be in his forties, still had the ability to work. Yet he chose to surrender completely under Qin Fen. He did not even bother to give a word of advice.
Deputy Bureau Chief Liu took a piece of material and walked into the room, "Things are like this: the Flying Hearts girl group should arrive in Tianbei City today."
Flying Hearts girl group? Han Jing slapped his head. His brain had been preoccupied with the special security detachment in the past few days. He even forgot that there was still a big event in Tianbei City. The Flying Hearts girl group would have a counter-terrorism concert in Tianbei City.
Less than a year ago, the Flying Hearts girl group was one of the best groups in the whole Federation and now, they had become the best group in the whole Federation. There was none other than them!
Unlike other groups, the Flying Hearts girl group had a clear goal in line, which was counter-terrorism! These two little girls who were in the interest of the Federation had high popularity. Their existence had become a special one.
No matter in which city their concert was in, the local police must send a large police force to be responsible for the safety of the group.
Especially after the concert in the State of Korea: the two little girls mentioned at the Tokyo concert that they had encountered a terrorist attack in Seoul of the State of Korea, but fortunately, a hero defeated the terrorists and saved them.
Since then, all local police forces did their best to cooperate. Everyone knew clearly that if the Flying Hearts girl group held concerts in their own city and was killed by the terrorists, not only they would lose their job; it would be troublesome if they had to deal with the angry fans.
"This is a problem." Han Jing beat his head forcefully, "It should be prepared beforehand."
Deputy Bureau Chief Liu took two steps forward and whispered, "This job must be done by our police elites."
"Yes." Han Jing nodded.
"The person in charge must also have enough duties and credit to control the scene."
"Very true." Han Jing nodded again.
Deputy Bureau Chief Liu lowered his voice once again, "Flying Hearts girl group, although the maximum age of their fans has reached ninety-nine and the minimum age group to kids who just barely walk, the two little girls were still very young. I think the best people suited are young people. If there is a chance to chat, at least it would not make the little girls feel lonely."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Deputy Bureau Chief Liu looked at Han Jing and nodded. He sighed. The chief seemed to be really confused these days. With such obvious hints, he still could not understand.
"Chief..." Deputy Bureau Chief Liu said as he clenched his teeth, "Why don't we send Deputy Bureau Chief Qin and the special security detachment? Then, we look for the nearby local armed police to cooperate..."
"That's right!" Han Jing's eyes widened to look at Deputy Bureau Chief Liu. The person who he usually didn't like turned out to be so cute!
That's right, the best way to stop the special security detachment temporarily was to give them a change of tasks! Han Jing secretly scolded himself to be an idiot. He was under great pressure for the past few days. He actually overlooked such a good opportunity.
"Then, the other units have to be accounted for..." Deputy Bureau Chief Liu pressed his voice to the lowest, in fear that the walls had ears and it would be heard by others.
The young masters of the special security detachment... even Han Jing Director must tolerate them. Deputy Bureau Chief Liu was aware that even the forces that back him up could not handle the young masters.
"Yes, that's right! Fantastic!" Han Jing grabbed the phone immediately and got through the internal line quickly "Little Qin? I am Brother Han, do you have time now? Would you come to my office?"
"Okay." Qin Fen thought for a while and asked, "Chief, are you short on funds again?"
Short on funds? Han Jing heard these three words and the hairs on his back stood up. Last time the special security detachment suddenly swept through all the entertainment venues in Tianbei City and raised a lot of money for the bureau. Up till today, he would still have nightmares of that scene.
"No, no, no, it's about discussing other work." Han Jing was swift with his words. He feared that Qin Fen would be too anxious, leave the phone hanging and do something in order to raise funds. "As for funding problems, you don't need to worry. We have sufficient funds now, too sufficient."
Han Jing hung up the phone and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. His lips hung a helpless smile. Are the funds enough? Yes! For the past few days, the funds of the Tianbei Police Station was too sufficient. That special security detachment has never squandered. Once they release their energies, it would only exceed everyone's imagination.
Discuss other work? Qin Fen hung up the phone and got up curiously. Suddenly, he heard "Oh god! Is something wrong with my eyes?"
Several policemen who practiced the Twenty-four-style simplified Tai Chi fists in the room, as well as the police officers who were busy with other things, also put their focus on Wu Hui.
"This... this... isn't this Young Hades?"
Wu Hui raised his finger and pointed on the screen of the computer. He stared at the screen with a look of disbelief and he gulped.
Young Hades? The police of special security detachment also stopped the things at hand and huddled in front of the computer screen.
Young Hades! Rumored to be the son of the Venus Beast White Tiger! The martial dao elite of the entire younger generation in the Federation. He was highly regarded by many as a superstar with a possibility to become a divine beast. Like father, like son!
In the next second, these troublesome policemen who flocked to the computer turned their heads back suddenly and looked at Qin Fen, who stood still.
The Earth Valkyrie Qilin Song Wendong once said that if anyone wanted to be his grandson-in-law, the first assessment was to defeat Qin Fen. Whoever could defeat him would pass the first level of assessment.
Ge Bing had come before, the young man who had a level three fusion of the biochemical beast. The same young man who practiced the expensive neo martial art, Yin Yang Electromagnetic Hand, had once challenged Qin Fen for this goal.
"Captain..." Lin Feng looked at Qin Fen worriedly. If the opponent was anyone else, everyone would naturally believe that the Captain would not be defeated. Qin Fen could even send a ten-star martial artist to the hospital in two fists!
But everything was different now!
This time Young Hades came! He even came forward like a star! At this time, the scene in the computer was of him being interviewed by reporters as he walked out of the spaceship.
Ten star-class martial artists might not be able to attract interviews from journalists, but some were exceptional. For example, Young Hades or the Mars legend Shang Guan Chuan Qi, although these people were not the peak of martial artists, they were the peak of the younger generation. They definitely had enormous potential in the future.
Unlike the low-key Mars legend Shang Guan Chuan Qi, Young Hades had always been very high-profile and his appearance was no stranger to any young martial artists of the same era.
With such a high profile, he was very fond of appearing in front of cameras and he was also openly willing to spar with any martial artists! It didn't matter even if the opponent's star-class strength was stronger than him.
"I am not afraid of losing, I am afraid that I can't improve!"
Young Hades' words were now circulating in the mouths of many young people.
"What did he say?" Lin Feng slapped the computer and adjusted the volume, "Turn up the volume, so I can hear it clearly."
"The main reason I came here is to watch the Flying Hearts girl group concert. At the same time, I needed to settle a score with a person..."


"Qin Fen had once been abandoned and broken until, one day, he picked up a liquid metal ball that turned his life upside down.
This is the interplanetary era where Classical and Modern Wushu are competing. Classical Wushu enables followers to grow as powerful as dragons and elephants, whereas Modern Wushu enables followers to freeze monsters or even extinguish erupting volcanoes.
Qin Fen steps onto the stage of both Classical and Modern Wushu while belonging to neither. With the exquisite combination of both Classical Wushu and modern technology, he will pave a way to become a legend.
He is one of a kind, a favored son of heaven." -KyleChow_
"He is a youth, a gentleman, and a scholar cultivating in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. He has the strength of ten dragons and ten elephants, producing clouds with a turn of a hand and rain with the other. This is a story about the clash of passions between neo martial arts and paleo martial arts. This is a story about transcending the apex, about forcefully slaughtering one's way into the legends. This is a story about fading into nirvana, about the prideful of heaven!
In this world, cultivating the paleo martial art known as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art to the pinnacle allows one to possess the enormous strength of ten dragons and ten elephants! In this world, the Nitrogen Freezing Magic can freeze even a volcano on the verge of eruption! In this world, the Magma Art can instantly melt and vaporize a glacier!
This is a heavy undertaking by Skyscrapper back in 2009! This is a story of affection, of love. This is a story never lacking in friendship. This story, overflowing with heated blood, is certain to cause your own passion to surge!
This is a radiant era where hot-blood, friendship, love, and heroes converge, shine, and interweave upon each other.
Click and fall in love with this legend." -Strivon (Translation of original synopsis)


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