Ji-Cheok let his Qi flow through his eyes. He turned off the headlights, but the moon was still bright, so he could see the road through the darkness with his enhanced vision.

‘It’s so weird. How could there be a road in this demonic realm?’

“That’s because the strike team periodically enters this demonic realm. The dungeon inside is still not cleared, so the monster keeps coming out occasionally. This is something that is not often covered in the media,” Ji-Han said.

‘Are you reading my mind? Or is this also part of his foresight skills?!’

«…He is a very dangerous person.»

‘I know right? There are so many things that I don’t know about this guy. So many that I get goosebumps down my back.’

“I think you should hide your reactions a little better, Mr. Um. From the movement of your muscles, it is possible to ascertain your thoughts to a certain extent. In the future, that alone might make the difference between survival and death for you.”

‘What kind of hell has this man been through?’

It didn’t make sense to Ji-Cheok. As he drove through the darkness, the eerie air, and the grotesque cries of monsters, he couldn’t stop himself from asking…

“So I guess Director Jung Ji-Han...