55 Bonhyang Haewondang (6)

For over ten minutes, I listed personal details while pretending to be hypnotized by the Seoul hall master.

“A two-month rookie from the Gwanak Branch Field Response Team, who knows nothing about the person he came with except his name….”

The hall master thrust the SoulOrb in front of my eyes again. That made twelve times already.

“The strong incense certainly seems to be working. Management Bureau bastards are bound to have their souls shaken at least once or twice.”

I had experienced too much by now to panic over something like an old man whose face kept changing.

When it came to fear, I was an emotionless psychopath who felt nothing, so surely that was fine.

Human adaptability was terrifying.

As I rolled various idle thoughts around in my head to maintain a dazed expression, the next question came flying.

“What ability do you possess?”

“I can communicate with several dead Management Bureau employees through my terminal.”...