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There Are No Humans in the Monster Company Chapter 8: We’re Really Going to Fight That?

Chapter 8: We’re Really Going to Fight That?

After‍⁠ that long introduction‍ with Supervisor Shik​‌⁠ ended.

I spent the time‌⁠⁠ reviewing the company‌ computer in an​ attempt to survive‌​‌ a boss who‍‌ casually threw around‍⁠ summarized versions of‍⁠ manuals.

When‌ a period of‌⁠⁠ relative calm passed,‌ Manager Myeon was‌‌‌ the first to​ rise from his‌⁠ seat.

“It’s‌⁠ already time to‌ head out. Everyone​‌‍ start wrapping things‌ up. Employee Jeong,​‌​ tomorrow you’ll inspect‌‍ Sector B. Supervisor‍​‍ Shik, take Employee‌ Jeong and do‍ the tour slowly.”⁠

At⁠​⁠ Manager Myeon’s words,​⁠ Supervisor Shik let​​​ out a deep‍‍‍ growl.

That‌​​ vibration seemed to​‌⁠ transmit directly through⁠​ my bones and‌‌ was so heavy‍ I could practically‌​‌ trace the path‌‍⁠ of what I had eaten for⁠​⁠ breakfast inside my⁠‍ stomach.

However,‍‌‌ Manager Myeon simply​‍ nodded at that​‍‍ roar, and Assistant‌ Manager Son also‍‌ chimed in as‍ though it were‌‌ the most normal‍‍‌ thing in the‍ world.

“Sounds‍‍‍ good. Sector B has been pretty‍‌ stable lately. If‌‌ Employee Jeong doesn’t⁠⁠⁠ go in now,‍⁠ then when will​ he? Manager, then‌ I’ll head out‌ first. Mr. Haeil,‌⁠​ see you tomorrow.”​

“Yes,‌ see you tomorrow.”​​⁠

“Take‌‌ care. Employee Jeong,‌‌ you should head⁠‌ home too. Good​‍ work.”

“Yes.⁠ Then I’ll be‌‌ leaving as well.”‍‍‌

I forced a smile‌ while leaving the⁠‍ office and opening‍​ the door as​ I listened to​‍⁠ the voices behind‌ me.

When‍​‌ I opened a door that somehow‍‌⁠ felt familiar, my‍‌​ room was on‌‍​ the other side.⁠‌

As⁠ always, half-dried clothes​ hanging up, dim‌​‍ lighting, boxes piled⁠​ in one corner,⁠ and a shirt‌⁠ carelessly tossed onto⁠ the bed.

The‍‌ clock on the‌‍​ wall read 6:42‌‌‍ p.m.

“…At​‍ least we get‌ off work early.”‌

I muttered to myself.‍⁠‍

The​⁠ only positive opinion‌‌‌ I could calmly⁠​​ express about that​‍‌ company.

I tossed my backpack‍ somewhere and turned‍⁠⁠ on the shower.‌⁠

The⁠‍​ moment the water‌⁠ touched my body,​ it felt as‍‍​ though all my⁠⁠ muscles melted instantly.⁠‌

After‍⁠ fainting in the​⁠‌ morning, spending the‌‌​ whole day with‌ monsters, reciting poems‍ in front of⁠​‍ inhuman entities, and​ attempting to converse‌⁠ with a chained‌‍⁠ beast, even the‍‌‍ warmth of water​ felt like a blessing.

When‌‌ I finished showering,⁠⁠‌ I roughly dried⁠‌ my hair with​‌‍ a towel and‌‌ collapsed onto the‍ bed.

The⁠ sheets were still​ damp and the⁠ room unpleasantly humid.‍​

But‍ it didn’t matter.​

Little‌​ by little, I replayed everything that‌‌ had happened today.​

— So Haeil, what‌‍ was your specialty?‍​⁠

Hand‍ Head.

I still had trouble​ accepting that his​‍‌ head was literally⁠​​ a hand, but⁠‌‍ perhaps he was‍⁠ the most normal‍ person (?) I had seen so‌‌ far.

At‍​⁠ least he could‌⁠⁠ speak and hold​⁠⁠ a conversation.

— I’ll remember you.​ Now that you’ve⁠‌‍ become part of‌⁠ my lineage, I hope you survive‍‍ for a long​‍ time.

Manager​‌ Batori.

Her‌ appearance seemed like​‍ the result of‌‌⁠ concentrating every possible⁠ form of human‍‍ beauty.

Of‌‌⁠ course, all of​ that was nothing‌ more than a lie covered by‍‌ a brilliant façade.‌​​

The‌‍ cheeks opening.

The​ mouth tearing apart.​

The​‌​ eyes rippling like‍ blood.

And‌ that gaze with​​ which she seemed⁠‍​ to slowly savor‌‍‍ something inside me.​

— You are looking⁠ at me. I am looking at⁠​ you. We resemble‍​ one another.

D-7.‍​

The‌‍ Murmur of the‍‍ Anemone.

The‍⁠ three enormous anemones​‍ blooming from the​​⁠ sockets and mouth‌⁠ of that severed​⁠⁠ head.

The‌‌‍ phrase that did​‍‌ not appear in‍​​ the manual echoing‌ from the deepest‍​‍ part of my⁠​​ subconscious.

Fortunately,‌​ I didn’t repeat‌ it.

More⁠‌ precisely, fortunately I was capable of‌ not repeating it.⁠‌

And‍‌‍ finally.

— Grrrrrr…

Supervisor‌ Shik.

It‍ wasn’t something pretending‍ to be a beast.

It‍ was a beast​ desperately struggling to​‌‍ imitate a person.⁠⁠​

A gigantic beast dragging​‍ chains.

‘And​‍ I’m going to⁠⁠⁠ go out working‍‌ in a pair‍ with that thing?’​⁠​

Unfortunately,⁠ that was now⁠‍⁠ my daily life.​‌

I pulled the blanket​​​ all the way‌ up to my‍​​ chin.

Today‌​‍ was not just​‍​ a simple attempt‍ at escape.

Batori’s‌‍‌ drink, Supervisor Shik’s⁠ chains, Assistant Manager⁠ Son’s movements, and⁠‌ finally, the scene​‍ of my first‍ extraction fragmented and​ embedded themselves one‌ after another inside‍⁠​ my head.

“…Go​​⁠ to sleep.”

Silence.​‌‌

The⁠ apartment refrigerator made⁠‌ a small Click!​ before falling quiet‍‍ again.

That‌​ sound was the‍​ only thing that‍ still seemed normal⁠⁠ in this world.‍​

***⁠​

The‌⁠​ next morning, going‍⁠‍ to work was​ still quick and‍​ cruel.

The‌​‍ moment I opened‍‍​ the office door,⁠‌ those familiar scenes‌ no, scenes I should never become​ accustomed to entered‌‌​ my sight.

Manager⁠‍​ Myeon simultaneously turning​⁠‍ his seven faces.‌‌

Assistant‍‌‍ Manager Son waving‌⁠⁠ the fist he⁠⁠ had for a head.

Manager⁠⁠‍ Batori shining with‌‍​ her blood-colored eyes‍⁠‌ amidst silent muteness.⁠‌​

And,‍ in one corner⁠​ of the office,‍‍ the gigantic Supervisor‍​ Shik shaking out⁠ a rag while‍⁠ moving his shoulders.‌‍⁠

“Good‍⁠ morning.”

I maintained a calm‌ expression while greeting​​⁠ them politely.

Social‍​​ life in this‍ place was directly‌‌ tied to survival.⁠‌

Manager​​ Myeon smiled kindly.​⁠⁠

“Good‌ morning, Employee Jeong.‌‌ Today will also‍​ be a wonderful​​​ day.”

One​​ of his mouths‍‌ yawned while another‍⁠‍ smiled without being‍‌‌ able to close.‌​‌

“Morning‌⁠ greetings are the‌‍ most important thing.”‌⁠

Assistant‌​⁠ Manager Son cheerfully⁠⁠ opened and closed‌ his fist in‍ greeting while adding‌ that.

Manager⁠​​ Batori remained seated,​‍ barely moving her‌‍​ gaze.

Her⁠ neck tilted elegantly,‌‍ and from the⁠ corner of my​‌ eye I could​⁠⁠ see the mouth‍ attached near her‌⁠‍ protruding collarbone.

“Hehe‌​​ today you also‍ have a good‍ complexion.”

I didn’t know whether⁠‌ that was simple⁠⁠‍ courtesy or if‌‌ she was asking⁠‌ for blood donation‌ rights.

And⁠​‍ then, beside her.​‍

Supervisor‌​ Shik rose from‍ his seat while​‌ dragging the chains​‍ clinking across his⁠‌⁠ back.

Even​ hunched over, his​⁠​ 2.5-meter frame barely​ fit beneath the⁠​‍ ceiling.

He‌‌⁠ slowly turned his‍‌‍ head toward me.​‍

Between​⁠​ the black fur​ covering his entire‌​ body, the golden‌‍⁠ eyes blinked.

“Grrrrrr—‌‍​ grrrr, huuuurrr…”

I froze once again.​⁠

That⁠‌‌ wasn’t language.

It‍‍ wasn’t a curse‌ or a cry,‌​‌ but something resembling‍‌‍ the sigh of‍‌ a dead god⁠ coming from some‍ impossible place.

But‍ the real problem‍⁠ was,

‘W…​ what the hell​‍ did he say?’‍‌⁠

A greeting? Did he‍⁠⁠ ask if I was ready? Or⁠⁠ if I arrived​⁠ late? Don’t tell‌⁠ me he asked‌‍‍ whether I was⁠ hungry.

Thousands‌​ of thoughts raced⁠ through my head.⁠‌

And‍ I simply went​ for it.

If⁠ I spoke timidly,​ my voice would‌‍ be buried beneath⁠ that monstrous breathing,‍ so I answered​ decisively.

“Y-Yes,​ I’m ready!”

Supervisor‍ Shik stopped.

Every⁠ gaze in the‌‌ office fixed on‍​​ me for an‌ instant.

‘…Did…‍ I mess up?’​

Did‌‍‍ I say something‍‍‌ weird?

If​‍‌ I can’t even​​‌ understand him, what‍⁠ am I supposed‌ to do?

Are‌⁠​ they going to​‍​ devour me right​ here?

Just⁠‍ as I was‍ beginning to mentally‍ say goodbye to‍​ the world.

Supervisor‍‌ Shik nodded.

Slowly,​ very slowly.

“Grrrrrr…”⁠‍⁠

A deep growl, as​​ though satisfied.

Assistant‌⁠​ Manager Son let‍ out a chuckle⁠⁠‌ beside him.

“Well,‍ this is nice.⁠⁠ Everyone’s full of‌⁠ energy from early‌ in the morning.”‍‍

Supervisor‍‍⁠ Shik lightly growled‍⁠‍ toward him and‌⁠ began walking first.‍‍‌

Thunk.⁠

His​​ enormous body struck​⁠ the doorframe as​⁠ he left the​ office.

The‍​​ huge figure wrapped‌⁠ in rags, the​ chains dragging along⁠‍ the floor, and‍⁠ the sound of‌‍ his mane scraping​​⁠ the ceiling.

“What​⁠‍ are you doing?⁠⁠⁠ Aren’t you going​⁠​ to follow him?”​

Manager​​ Batori’s voice made‌‌ me involuntarily shudder.‍‌⁠

I immediately regained control.⁠​⁠

I stiffly straightened my​ back and began‍‍​ following Supervisor Shik.‍‌

The‌⁠ hallway was dark‍⁠‌ and silent.

The​ two of us‌‌‍ or rather, Supervisor‌​ Shik’s shadow completely⁠‌ covered the walls.​

Supervisor​⁠ Shik walked directly‍⁠ ahead of me,‍ slowly dragging his⁠ chains.

Office‍​‌ life among monsters‌​⁠ who spoke far‌‍‌ too well and‌⁠‌ a supervisor with‍‌‌ whom I couldn’t​⁠ even communicate.

‘Will‌‍⁠ I survive until​​‍ next week? Probably.⁠​ Please.’

At‌‍ that moment, Supervisor‍⁠ Shik slowly turned‌‍ his head.

I reacted instantly, relaxing‌​ my face and‍ slightly raising the⁠⁠ corners of my‌ lips.

Social​ skills are a survival weapon.

And⁠ I have no‍⁠⁠ intention of losing​‍‌ them.

***‍​⁠

The⁠ moment the system‍⁠ recognized Supervisor Shik’s⁠ presence, the extraction​ area door at​ the end of‍‌‌ the hallway automatically⁠‌‍ opened.

The⁠‍⁠ unlocking sound was‍ long and heavy,‌ like steel plates⁠‌⁠ groaning.

Supervisor​‍⁠ Shik slightly turned​ his head.

I instantly scanned his​​‍ breathing, the tension⁠ in his fur,‌‍‍ and the direction‍‍ of his gaze‍​‍ before immediately responding.‌​‌

“Ah-ah,‍‍ understood!”

“Grrrr…”‍​

Supervisor​‌​ Shik let out‍ a satisfied snort.​

I had no idea‌​​ what it meant,‌⁠​ but apparently I had answered correctly.⁠

His‍⁠‌ enormous shadow, even‍ larger than before,‌‍​ entered the hallway‌‍ first.

What‍‌ appeared before us‌‌​ was a place‌‍⁠ far too immense⁠ to simply describe‌ as “containment rooms.”​⁠‌

The⁠ structure had towering​‌ ceilings and perfectly​ aligned metal columns.‌‌

Hundreds‌‍⁠ of tubes and‍‍​ injectors ran across​‍​ the ceiling.

Each⁠‍ chamber was marked⁠​‍ with glowing red‌‌ signs and numbers,⁠​⁠ and behind the‌​​ dark glass something‌ could be seen‍‍ moving slowly.

— Tomorrow will be​⁠‍ the inspection of​‍ Sector B. Supervisor‌‍ Shik, take Employee​ Jeong and do⁠⁠​ the tour slowly.⁠‍⁠

I remembered the words​‌⁠ Manager Myeon had​​‍ said before leaving‌ yesterday and also‌‍ the orientation document⁠ I read on​⁠​ the first day.⁠​‍

Roughly⁠​‌ speaking.

Class⁠ D entities were⁠‌⁠ common-category entities, extractable‌​ by anyone who‌ followed the rules.​⁠

From⁠ Class C onward,​​‌ they were considered‌​​ dangerous entities, with​​‌ high physical and⁠​ mental damage potential.‌

Class‍ B were high-risk‌ entities, where death⁠ was practically inevitable⁠‍ unless you were‍‍​ a veteran or⁠‌‌ an executive.

Class​‍ A were special​ hazards capable of‍ destroying the entire‍‍‍ company.

And​​‍ finally, the unknown⁠ Class ■.

‘So‌ the place we’re‌ going to now​‍ contains the most⁠​ dangerous entities a normal employee can⁠ approach.’

Maybe‍‌‌ I won’t even‌‌ survive until next​ week.

Every‍⁠⁠ time Supervisor Shik​ took a step,​‌‍ the metal floor​⁠ rumbled heavily.

Beside‌​ each metal door⁠‍ were panels with⁠​ codes.

B-3,‌ B-4, B-5…

I stopped beside Supervisor​​ Shik.

[Containment‍‍‌ Room B-6]

Entity⁠ Name: Bell of⁠⁠ the Void

Entity​‍ Code: B-6

Type:⁠‍​ Object

Details:‌⁠ Periodic vocalization / Distortion of temporal‌​‍ perception / Exposure‍ to sound prohibited‍‌⁠ during extraction

‘Exposure​‌ to sound prohibited?’‌​

As​ I quickly read​‍ the information attached‍​‌ to the door,​ Supervisor Shik extended‍‍ one of his⁠‌ fur-covered arms and⁠ lightly struck the‌ control panel.

The‍ movement was surprisingly​​⁠ precise and familiar.​⁠‌

The‍⁠ heavy chamber door‌⁠​ slowly opened, revealing⁠​ the interior.

Inside​ was an enormous‍‌‍ ancient bell.

It‌‌ was rusted, but‍‌ the metallic surface​‍ vibrated slightly as‍⁠‌ though it had‍‌ a heartbeat.

It​ didn’t seem to‍​ have anything particularly‍⁠ strange about it.​

Except‍‌⁠ for the fact‌‌‌ that it floated​ in the air‍⁠‌ without hanging from⁠​ anything and that​ the inside of​‌​ the bell appeared⁠ to be an‌⁠ absolute darkness impossible​‌ to see through.‌

Then—‍⁠⁠

Dooong.‌

Something⁠ softly resonated inside‍‌⁠ my head.

I didn’t know whether‌‍‍ it was a vibration or an‌ auditory hallucination.

A deep and heavy‌‍⁠ sound, like a hammer striking a metal plate from⁠ somewhere beneath the‌​ ground.

My​‍ vision immediately swayed.‍⁠

The‌​⁠ hallway lights seemed​⁠‌ to oscillate and‌⁠ the walls tilted.​

“Grrr!”‍

Supervisor⁠ Shik roared while​ stepping forward.

One‍‍​ of his enormous​⁠ fur-covered arms shoved⁠ me backward, and‌​⁠ with the other‌⁠‍ he pressed the​ emergency button beside‌ the chamber, instantly⁠ sealing the soundproof​‍ bulkhead.

“…Hah…‍‌ hah…!”

I staggered back, gasping.‌‍‍

A strange sensation still​‌ floated inside my​‌​ head.

As​ though I had‌‌ forgotten the passage‍​‌ of time.

I could barely remember‍⁠​ what I had‌‍‍ been doing a few seconds ago.​‍​

Supervisor‌ Shik growled while‍‍‌ turning toward me.‌​

“Grrr…⁠‌⁠ gruuugh?”

“Eh?‍⁠ Ah… yes. I didn’t hear anything.‍‌‍ Completely silent. There​ was no problem.”​

“Grrr.”‌‍

Supervisor​ Shik nodded in‌ satisfaction.

Still​​⁠ dazed, I stepped​‍ back beside him⁠​ once more.

My​‍ body remained drenched⁠‍‌ in cold sweat,​‌​ but Supervisor Shik‌ was already walking‍⁠‍ toward the next​ chamber.

The‌‌​ chains crashed loudly‌⁠ against the hallway‍‍ floor.

‘Even‍⁠ if we can’t⁠​ communicate, he’s very​⁠ good at his‌‌‍ job.’

I forcibly organized my‍ thoughts that way‌⁠ while carefully following‍ Supervisor Shik toward‌‌ the second chamber.⁠​

Supervisor‍‌ Shik stopped in⁠‍ front of it.⁠​​

On‍⁠​ the wall was⁠‌ a massive red‍⁠​ seal engraved with​ letters so sharp⁠‍ they made my‌‌⁠ brow furrow.

[Containment‌‌‍ Room B-8]

Entity‌‍‌ Name: The Butcher’s​ Reverse

Entity​‌‌ Code: B-8

Type:⁠ Biological

Details:‍‍​ Sensitive to light​‍ / Auditory stimulation⁠⁠‌ prohibited / Physical​ suppression effective

My‌⁠‌ gaze, calmly reading‌​⁠ the summary, stopped‍ at the final‍⁠​ line.

I slowly turned my⁠​‌ head.

‘Physical‍ suppression?’

At‌​ the same time,‌​ Supervisor Shik slowly⁠‌ moved his gigantic‌ body.

The​​ fangs hanging from‌‍ his jaws looked‌ as though they‌ were about to​⁠‌ touch the floor.‌​

When​‌ he placed his‍‍​ palm against the‌ small mechanical panel,⁠ the chamber door‍‌ slowly began opening.​

The⁠​ interior was as​ black as an‍ overexposed photographic film.‌‌

The‌‌ only light source‍ was a dim⁠ red emergency light⁠‍​ falling from above.‌

Something‍​‍ writhed inside.

The​‌​ sound of something​​​ resembling skin dragging‍ scratched against my‍‍‍ bones.

The​ moment Supervisor Shik​​ entered, the chamber​ door automatically closed​‌‌ behind him with‍‌ a heavy Clank.‍⁠

I held my breath⁠ while watching through⁠‌​ the glass.

In​‌ the almost absolute​​⁠ darkness, Supervisor Shik’s​ silhouette vaguely moved.⁠​⁠

And​⁠ then I saw‌‍​ it.

Something.‍‌

A grotesque shape, like‍‌ an insect stretching⁠‌​ out its limbs,​​ emerged crawling from‍ the other side‌‌ of the wall.⁠​

Its⁠‍‍ entire body seemed‌​‍ covered in tiny⁠ tongues the size​‌​ of fingers.

It‍‍ turned its head‍⁠‍ toward where I stood.

At‌‍ that instant, Supervisor‍⁠‍ Shik lunged forward.‌‍

His‍ enormous body moved​ like a shadow​ and the metal‍​ walls trembled.

The​‍ collision of monster‍‍ against monster.

“Grrrrr—!!”‍⁠​

Supervisor‌‍​ Shik roared like​​ a beast.

At​‍ a speed impossible‌‍​ for something his‌ size, he slammed​‌​ the entity’s torso⁠‌​ with one of​⁠​ his enormous arms⁠⁠‌ and seized the‌ back of its‌⁠‍ neck with his‌ gigantic claws.

The‍‌ disgusting sound of⁠​‍ flesh tearing apart.‌

The⁠ flesh of that​‍⁠ creature, writhing like‍ tongues, was violently​ ripped apart between‌⁠ Supervisor Shik’s hands.​‍​

“——————!!”​⁠

The⁠‍​ entity screamed.

Or‌⁠ more precisely, emitted‍​‍ something resembling a scream.

The⁠⁠ mouthless face covered⁠ in tongues vibrated‌ violently, scattering strange‍ waves.

Supervisor​‍ Shik’s enormous fur-covered‍⁠‌ hand fell again.‍​​

BOOM!‍

The‌ chamber walls shook.‍

The‍​ claws pierced through⁠​ the entity’s shoulder‍‍ and brutally pinned‍⁠ it to the‍‍ floor.

The⁠ tongues crawling like‌ veins tore away⁠ together with chunks​​⁠ of flesh and⁠ dropped onto the‌‍‌ ground.

“Graaaah—Rrrrrr——!!!”‍

The‌‌‍ entity writhed violently.‍

A cluster of tongues‍⁠ burst from its‍⁠‌ back and coiled‌ around Supervisor Shik’s⁠​​ arm, beginning to⁠‍ squeeze his bones.‌

Strangely,​​​ I could perfectly​‍⁠ imagine that sensation.​‍

Something‌ soft, wet, and‌⁠⁠ unnatural.

But‌ Supervisor Shik simply​⁠ shook his arm⁠ as though it⁠ were nothing.

Crack,​ snap.

The‍ mass of tongues‌ tore apart, crushed​‌ by the force⁠‌ of his muscles.‍​

Mucus‍ and thick dark‌‌‍ red liquid splattered‌ everywhere, staining Supervisor‌ Shik’s face, fangs,​ and fur.

Then‍ he raised his⁠ other hand.

No⁠⁠ blades or tools.⁠

Only‌‌ living flesh armed‍⁠ with claws the‍ size of daggers.​​‌

With​⁠‍ that, he opened‌ the entity’s chest‍⁠ and tore it⁠⁠⁠ apart.

The‍ flesh split open‌‌ and a sticky⁠ mass of organs​⁠ spilled onto the⁠​‍ floor.

Those⁠ entrails covered in‍‍​ tongues began crawling‍ as though alive.​‍

Supervisor​‌ Shik crushed them​ beneath his paws.‌‌

And⁠‍‌ then he released​‌ a deep sound‌‍​ resembling a sigh.‌‍⁠

With​‍ the noise of​‌ chains dragging, he​​​ slowly stood up.​

The‍⁠ blackish-red blood soaked‍‍​ the rag he‌‌ wore and slowly‌ dripped down.

When‌ he turned toward‍ me, he moved⁠ a dial using​ his tail.

At‌⁠ the sight of‌‍ that grotesque golden‌‍ glow, I instinctively‍ stepped back.

‘How‍⁠‌ the hell do‍‍ they expect me⁠​ to do that?’‍‌‌

I felt my chest‍‌ tightening.

The‍ temperature inside the⁠ chamber rapidly dropped,⁠ and the entity⁠​ curled up like‍ a withered plant.⁠⁠

And‍‌⁠ finally stopped moving.⁠

A mechanical voice echoed⁠‍‌ from the chamber‍⁠ ceiling.

[Energy‌‍ extraction completed. Target⁠ stabilized.]

Supervisor‌‌ Shik slowly straightened⁠‍ up.

He⁠ casually shook off‌‌‌ the blackish-red blood⁠ covering his body‍ and released something​ resembling a faint‍​ smile.

Then‍‌​ the door opened.​‌​

My​ knees nearly gave‍​ out again.

“…That​⁠⁠ just now… was⁠ a Class B extraction job?”

“Grrgh.”⁠

Supervisor‍‌⁠ Shik calmly walked‍​‍ out.

The⁠‌ chains echoed while⁠ his enormous figure‍ stopped in the‌‌ middle of the​ hallway.

I felt my mind‌‍ completely blank.

So‌ the famous extraction‌​⁠ procedure simply consisted​ of physically beating​‍‍ the entity unconscious⁠ and then lowering‌ the temperature?

‘How⁠ am I supposed‌ to do that?⁠ Will I be‌ able to if‌ I get promoted?’⁠‍

I weakly stared at‍ the tablet while⁠ seriously thinking about‌ it.

On‍⁠ the screen were​ only five words.‌​

Physical​‌‌ suppression effective.

There​ were no detailed⁠‌⁠ instructions or procedures.⁠‌​

After‍⁠‍ thinking deeply about‍ it, I reached⁠‍ a conclusion.

This⁠‌‌ company is truly‌ insane.

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  • Noexy A
    Noexy A
    Mortal
    1 month ago

    i still wondering, what’s company that he join? How human can join the company and live in there

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