I Stole the Number One Ranker’s Soul 121

Episode 122

“Why the damn potion prices aren’t going up!”

The president, who checked the Hunter Market, burst out in anger.

Secretary Eom just lowers his head, hoping that this moment will pass.

“Does this make sense? “There are almost no properties registered for sale, but the market price is not rising!”

The boss, unable to bear his anger, ended up throwing something he could easily grab at the wall.

The object thrown was a book. Fortunately, it was not a broken item, and Secretary Eom was relieved and sighed.

“Secretary Eom, are you going to keep your mouth shut? What are you going to do with this? “Are you sure you’re doing your job right?”

It was difficult working with an angry boss.

This is especially true in today’s times where everything the boss does is being messed up.

“sorry.”

Secretary Eom shrugged his shoulders, covered in an expensive suit, and lowered his head.

At that moment, a burning pain came to the back of my head.

“That’s the only thing you know how to say, huh?”

What struck Secretary Eom in the back of the head was the corner of the file he had just reported to the president.

The man in front of me was of a race that had no idea that someone’s head should not be photographed with something like this.

It was a treat that would have made her angry, but Secretary Eom’s heart was calm.

The person in front of me revealed the truth after all, and it wasn’t just a day or two, so I was in a state of trouble.

“The whole damn plan is going wrong. “If things go this way, it will be difficult to take over the market.”

The president brushed his shiny hair.

Another secretary, who noticed that his anger had subsided a little, quickly offered him a glass of iced wine.

Secretary Eom was really concerned that the drinking glass was made of heavy glass.

“Other guilds in Asia are also reducing their inventory, so why isn’t the market price falling?”

The president, who was wheezing, gulped down his drink.

Obviously things were going well in the beginning.

As supply was reduced, the prices of consumer items in the market rose steeply.

As the atmosphere was set, guilds from other countries that had not signed separate agreements joined the market trend, and items became difficult to obtain even if you had money.

It was all good until high-ranking government officials dispatched by the government stopped by the legs of their pants and asked to have a meal.

Faces crying and begging for an increase in item supply.

At that point, the president’s mood was at its peak.

But at some point, the trend suddenly changed.

The prices of consumer items that seemed to easily rise to tens of times the price suddenly stopped.

And then something even more incomprehensible began to happen.

There must be a shortage of supplies, but the price of potions is starting to drop.

“Are you sure there are no overseas guilds releasing supplies?”

The president, who was glaring at Secretary Eom, who lowered his head, asked a question to the secretary who handed him a drink.

“yes. We have been continuously monitoring the market for the past two weeks. “With the exception of a few countries, it is confirmed that all countries are reducing supply.”

Despite the secretary’s polite reply, the president’s anger did not subside.

However, he seemed to have calmed down a bit thanks to the cold drink he poured down his throat.

Taking advantage of that gap, Secretary Eom cautiously opened his mouth.

“It is a recent incident, but we have confirmed that someone is selling consumable items regardless of price to hunters who have registered to purchase them.”

“who?”

“We haven’t found out that yet. They only sell products to registered purchases… I think they’re using that tactic to avoid leaving their market nicknames behind.”

The president clutched his glass of ice tightly.

Secretary Eom was very nervous as she thought the cup would fly to her head at any moment.

But the president waved the cup and was lost in thought.

Who is it? Some guy….

“I’m trying not to leave a market nickname.”

“That’s right.”

The president’s eyes narrowed.

I’m not going to reveal my name.

This part is very suspicious. Why?

His thoughts continued in one direction.

“Do I know this guy? “Isn’t it true that someone else is manipulating me from behind?”

The arrow of doubt was aimed at our allies.

They thought they were on the same boat, but in reality, they were just meeting for a moment to maximize their own interests.

There will always be a rat who thinks about something else when faced with a big deal.

“Who is it? Our guild member? Or the one who made the agreement? “Maybe an external force trying to take advantage of this opportunity?”

“We are conducting thorough internal crackdowns, but is it possible that hunters in the ant production industry who we have not been able to detect are knowingly selling them?”

The president snorted at Secretary Eom’s words.

What an idiot.

“Are ants preventing market manipulation on this scale? Make sense. How can a few ants stop this huge flow? “Do you know how much supply we have?”

“That…”

“It’s impossible for a few individuals to pull it off. There’s clearly organized power behind it.”

An individual.

The more the president thought about it, the more absurd it became.

Managing that volume would have been difficult even if the dead Hunter Kim Young-gil came back alive.

An old man who controlled a corner of the consumer item supply market. If he had

just listened carefully, he wouldn’t have killed him.

The president After clicking my tongue for a moment, I erased the useless thought.

Of course, the president didn’t know that the real dead Hunter Kim Young-gil was constantly producing volume under a 24-hour slave system, so it was a thought he could do

. Check. We are also cracking down on the production hunters we belong to. Catch them tightly. Do you understand?”

“yes.”

It was at that time.

The president’s cell phone vibrated slightly.

The president, who had been glaring at Secretary Eom as if he was going to eat her, naturally lifted the cell phone and checked the screen.

It was a text message.

The sender was Seo-hu Ban.

“What? What kind of nonsense are you talking about?”

The president, who read the message in detail, burst into laughter:

“These guys haven’t come to their senses yet. What kind of bullshit are they talking about?”

“Why are you doing that?”

“You’re saying strange things. Are there monsters running out of some dungeon? Are you asking me to cooperate with them to close the dungeon? I’m sure you’re hearing all sorts of crazy things.”

The president chuckled again and half-heartedly wrote a few words and replied to the text.

Secretary Eom, who had been waiting quietly, cautiously opened his mouth.

“If it’s true, wouldn’t it be a big deal? A lot of civilians will die…”

“What?”

“Oh no.”

The president’s pitiful gaze fell on Secretary Eom.

“Tsk tsk, what if civilians die? Is it my part-time job? I still don’t know what’s going on in the world. Assuming this nonsense is real? whatever?”

“yes?”

“What if a lot of civilians die? No, it’s actually better. “Because the world needs more hunters.”

“Can we prevent such a situation with our combat hunters?

The Korean Guild currently had very few uniquely strong hunters like Seo Ji-han.

The president grinned at Secretary Eom’s puzzled face.

“This, this, this guy, he’s so naive, how can he survive? There is no need for a strong hunter. He doesn’t listen and is just a pain in the ass. “What we need are tough, strong hunters.”

A hunter who can kill a boss-level monster alone is nothing more than an arrogant bastard anyway.

There was no being as useless as a hunter who could survive alone even if he turned his back on the world.

What is needed is a hunter who must cooperate with society.

“If you live with your back on the world, you must follow my rules if you want to live among people.”

The president, who smiled arrogantly, quickly changed his expression.

Yes, the main premise hasn’t changed anyway.

Although there is a slight problem, a few rocks cannot stop a rolling carriage.

There are countless hunters, both domestic and foreign, who are desperate to tour the dungeon at this very moment.

“Seeing you say such nonsense, you must be very nervous. “When they went out on their own, the wind outside was bitter.”

The president took a sip of his drink with a satisfied expression.

“What can these gangsters with power do anyway? Let’s take some time and see. “After all, Ban Seo-jin is in our hands, so we’re the only ones who are nervous.”

At the sudden mention of Ban Seo-jin’s name, a cold sweat ran down Secretary Eom’s spine.

I heard the news that Ban Seo-jin escaped a few days ago, but I had not been able to report it yet.

If I report this, a glass cup might actually fly to my head this time.

I was planning to report it when the boss is in a good mood…

Should I report it now? Or should I just avoid this moment?

Secretary Eom’s conflict ended with the president’s order to congratulate the guests.

“Go out and check why the market price isn’t going up and find out if there’s anyone who has decided otherwise. It’s clear that there’s a rat. Let’s dig into the backs of the guilds we collaborated with. “It will be a problem if you get caught, so just do it to the extent that you don’t get caught.”

“All right.”

“Send as many surveillance personnel as possible in that direction.”

“Do you also have personnel monitoring people related to the Baekgwang Guild?”

The president stared at Secretary Eom with a puzzled look on his face.

“Are you still monitoring that? “Who was it?”

“Son Moa Hunter, Baek Gwang Guild staff, and…”

“Oh, I don’t even want to know the names of those beggars. I heard there’s no response from the mothers who were protesting or whatever? They should have lifted the surveillance then. I have to order each and every one of these things. ?”

“sorry.”

Secretary Eom repeatedly bowed his head, but the president continued to grumble:

“Don’t you know it’s a waste of manpower? Are there people left behind?”

“sorry.”

“Tsk. Go out. I was supposed to have dinner with the president of Hunter Daily, so I know that.”

Secretary Eom, who bowed his head deeply, massaged the back of his neck as soon as he left the president’s office.

That guy’s temperamental. Still, I’m glad I didn’t get hit too much today.

When should I report that Hunter Ban Seo-jin is gone? I have to report it when I’m in the best mood… .

The president lamented why he only heard crappy news when he was in a good mood.

Of course, all of his associates except him knew the reason.

“Secretary Eom.”

As I left the president’s office and was about to enter my office, an employee with a white face came to Secretary Eom.