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Chapter 231

Chapter 231: The Imjin War (3)

Roaaaar!

The Korean Peninsula surged westward, slicing through the water.

“No way, is this even possible?”

Yeongwoo stood tall at the border between Yeongjongdo and Incheon Port, still unable to believe his eyes.

But it was clearly happening in real-time.

He could see the water continuously parting.

Like a giant ship, the entire landmass was sailing.

Therefore, somewhere north of the Korean Peninsula, it must be tearing away from the Chinese mainland.

Otherwise, there was no way Incheon could be moving toward China.

‘Then Japan must be rushing toward us, too?’

If this tectonic shift was happening simultaneously, that must be the case.

The Korean Peninsula would join China across the Yellow Sea, and Japan would cross the East Sea to join the Korean Peninsula…

‘Then what about places like Taiwan or the Philippines? And right below is Indonesia.’

Indonesia is a country made up of countless islands.

And that’s not all.

Below Indonesia lies another continent: Australia.

Australia could logically push Indonesia out of the way and end up right below the Korean Peninsula, or move west to join Africa or India.

‘The map is going to be a total mess. It’d be nice if we could see a world map to get a rough idea.’

Anyway, what was certain right now was that the west coast of the Korean Peninsula was heading toward the Chinese mainland.

And according to the conversation he had with his father earlier, the most likely region to border the western part of the Korean Peninsula was Shandong Province.

‘That’s where Jaham lives.’

Coincidentally, Shandong Province was also the territory of Jang Jaham, the only Chinese person Yeongwoo had a close relationship with.

Of course, given the current state of Sino-Korean relations, it was uncertain whether Jaham would welcome him.

Rooooar!

Yeongjongdo, now part of Incheon Port, continued to move westward, and it was only then that Yeongwoo realized.

‘Oh, it won’t connect immediately.’

Even the visible approach of Yeongjongdo took some time, so naturally, it would take a while to reach Shandong Province across the Yellow Sea.

‘How long will it take? 30 minutes? An hour?’

He couldn’t know the exact speed of the Korean Peninsula, but it seemed like it would take quite some time to reach Shandong Province.

“Hmm.”

So what should he do in the meantime?

‘Should I move to the edge of Yeongjongdo? It will be the first to make contact with Shandong Province.’

Just as Yeongwoo was about to move Negwig inward on Yeongjongdo with this thought.

Tat-tat, tat!

From behind Yeongwoo, in the direction of Incheon Port, several swift presences approached.

‘They’re coming.’

It was likely Incheon’s Strongest Swords.

Not wanting to start an internal conflict before meeting the Chinese, Yeongwoo deliberately did not draw his sword and turned around.

Just in time, he saw three men and women running toward him.

“Huh?”

“What’s that?”

“Is someone already here?”

As expected, the three were the Strongest swords from different parts of Incheon.

『Bupyeong’s Strongest Sword』

『Yeonsu’s Strongest Sword』

『Michuhol’s Strongest Sword』

‘How are they already gathered here? Were they preparing for this situation from the beginning?’

Yeongwoo wasn’t very familiar with Incheon’s geography, but even he knew it was almost impossible for the Strongest Sword from three different districts to meet in such a short time by coincidence.

Even if they had rushed over upon hearing the clash between Yeongjongdo and Incheon Port, there was a regional distance to consider.

This meant that the three must have been staying nearby from the start.

‘They must have been preparing for this situation, too.’

After all, the Pangaea incident had been predicted since yesterday, and for a port city like Incheon, this phenomenon was practically another catastrophe.

It was only natural that they quickly gathered.

“You all… were preparing for the Chinese invasion?”

Yeongwoo’s chest swelled with a sense of camaraderie as he looked at the three Strongest Sword with eyes full of brotherhood.

The Bupyeong swordsman, who had been staring at Yeongwoo, tilted his head.

“Mister.”

“…Yes?”

“Are you the Joseon’s Strongest Sword? Joseon means… our country’s best…?”

His tone was full of curiosity.

Apparently, the Bupyeong swordsman’s image of the nation’s strongest swordsman was quite different from Yeongwoo’s current appearance.

Well, Yeongwoo didn’t look particularly battle-hardened, and his manner of speaking was quite refined.

Of course, he was two meters tall and his body was well-developed with muscles.

“If it’s the Joseon’s Strongest Sword, isn’t that right? Our country is Joseon.”

“Didn’t you know? I figured it out as soon as I saw him on the horse. Finally, the king has arrived.”

“Oh, really? I never thought I’d see the Joseon’s Strongest Sword in my life.”

The three Strongest Swords chuckled.

They seemed completely unconcerned about the Chinese invasion Yeongwoo had mentioned.

‘What’s with these guys?’

Yeongwoo finally realized the situation he was in.

The people in front of him were just brats with brute strength.

In fact, Bupyeong looked to be in his early twenties at most, and Yeonsu and Michuhol appeared to be in their late teens or just twenty.

‘Of course, being young doesn’t mean they lack sense, but when you add tattoos, the story can change.’

Yeongwoo noticed the intricate tattoos on Bupyeong’s ankles and calves a bit late, realizing that while preconceptions aren’t always correct, they often are.

“There’s a coalition in Incheon, right? I assume there’s a reason you were all gathered here… When will the coalition leader arrive?”

Yeongwoo asked this to find someone he could reasonably talk to, and Bupyeong, as if reading his mind, asked back.

“Why? You think you can’t talk to kids?”

“……!”

This guy had an uncanny sense.

“Yes. That’s part of it, but talking to the decision-maker would speed things up.”

When Yeongwoo said this, Bupyeong grinned and looked around.

“Honestly, I have no idea. Does Joseon’s Strongest Sword really mean the best in the whole country?”

“Um… well.”

How should he explain that it’s actually a title from North Korea without causing any misunderstandings?

After thinking for a moment, Yeongwoo simply nodded.

“Yes, it means something similar. It means I’m very strong.”

“Oh…?”

At Yeongwoo’s affirmation, Bupyeong’s gaze changed noticeably.

Then, with a sly look, he narrowed his eyes again.

“But how do you know? That you’re really the best in the country.”

“……?”

“We’ve never seen you before. So you’re not really the best in the ‘whole’ country, right?”

“Ah.”

Understanding his point, Yeongwoo couldn’t help but chuckle.

He meant that Yeongwoo couldn’t claim to be the best in the country without having fought anyone from Incheon.

‘Seriously, even after seeing Negwig and the Golden Trail, they’re not intimidated?’

It was an attitude Yeongwoo couldn’t understand, but it was still a form of courage.

“Yes… correction. I’m not the best in the country yet.”

“Yet?”

Predictably, Bupyeong seized on that word immediately.

It seemed he was eager to fight right away.

Yeongwoo, who might have drawn his sword in his younger days, restrained himself.

“We might have to fight the Chinese soon, so why are you trying to pick a fight with someone from the same country?”

He managed to pull off a mature remark, restraining his hotheaded nature.

Bupyeong gave an irrefutable reason.

“Damn it, look at yourself. You look like you’re begging for a fight.”

“Huh…?”

Yeongwoo followed his gaze and looked at himself.

Shirtless, tattoos on his shoulders, a spiral flame tattoo on his chest.

And the new Dogo product, ‘Cosmic Etiquette,’ resting on his bare shoulder.

Not to mention the flying golden sword and the iron horse from another world adding the final touch.

‘Oh, I’m the real Incheon guy here!’

Tattoos, check.

Yeongwoo07.

In fact, even more tattoos, rougher and densely packed, were hidden under his pants.

In terms of tattoo quantity, Yeongwoo might outdo Bupyeong by a couple of levels.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I tend to draw attention.”

Yeongwoo sincerely apologized and bowed his head, prompting Michuhol, who had been glaring at him sharply, to nod and add.

“It’s not that we don’t like you, mister. It’s just that around here, if a weakling has a title, they don’t get any respect.”

“…?”

With that, Yeongwoo’s apologetic demeanor disappeared.

“How do you know I’m a weakling?”

From the very first day of the reset, Yeongwoo had been surrounded and slapped by people.

For him, being called a ‘weakling’ was practically a trigger.

“Well… you’ve been acting like one this whole time….”

Just as Michuhol shrugged with a nonchalant expression, the shirtless tattooed man suddenly pulled a gun from his waist.

Swoosh!

“Whoa?”

“This damn lunatic!”

The atmosphere heated up instantly.

And in that moment, Yeongwoo was pointing the ‘gun’ at the three Strongest Sword in turn.

「Evil Meter」- Mythological Tool

【You can see the target’s level of evil deeds.】

【20% increased reduction of evil deeds due to good deeds】

But the problem was…

‘What the… they’re actually pretty good guys.’

The evil deed levels of the three Strongest Sword were only around 200 to 300.

Michuhol’s level was even as low as 12.

“Hey, mister? Calm down, we get it.”

Bupyeong waved his arms slowly, his face pale.

Although he was known for his aggressiveness in Incheon, faced with a madman who had appeared out of nowhere on a horse wielding a gun, he couldn’t help but become the most reasonable person.

“We’re sorry, we apologize.”

Michuhol, who had provoked Yeongwoo with problematic words, also bowed his head in a very careful apology, and even Yeonsu, who had the lowest evil deed level, was wiping cold sweat while trying to placate him.

“If we offended you, we apologize. We just talk tough… we’re not actually that bad.”

Of course, Yeongwoo believed Yeonsu’s words.

The evil deed levels were indirect evidence.

So just as Yeongwoo was about to lower the gun.

-Bzzzz!

Suddenly, the Evil Deeds Meter vibrated faintly, and a harsh voice boomed from a distance.

“You damn weakling, using a gun like a coward?”

“…!”

Yeongwoo, with his eyes full of whites, demanded an explanation from Bupyeong, who responded in a trembling voice.

“It’s… it’s the Incheon coalition leader. He’s a bit of a bad guy.”