The Age of the 21st Century Magazine

After leaving Rainy and David, Changsoo, JiHoon and Nam walked across the factory fence into the alley facing the Guro Burns.

After leaving Earth and leaving the Silky Way galaxy for seven years, their hearts are thrilled.

I've been walking along the road for a while, and I'm naturally hungry and late, but I'm also tired from the rest of my warp.

Changsoo looked at Ji-hoon and said.

"But where do we sleep now? ”

"I don't know. We're still wanted. First of all, we need to find out on the Internet."

JiHoon replied with a slight irritation to Changsoo's words.

This is because the Glovistech building, a disguised criminal organization that he operated, was confiscated and thrown out of the country in a ruins case.

These are still the panels that have been named as first-class terrorists on the wanted list of the United States National Security Service.

So it's not that easy to find a PC room in the factory area where you need sleep and money.

It was only a short walk away that I was able to get close to flourishing near Guro Station.

It's a pretty late time, so it's not that crowded, but there wasn't anyone who thought it was a flourish.

However, I felt a significant disconnect between Seoul and Seoul before they crossed the Sumerian ruins portal.

This is because many people bend their heads and walk around looking at something with a pmp device.

JiHoon looked around with his eyes open, as if he had come from Seoul to live in the mountains.

“Uh, Dr. Nam, why do people have zombies? They only watch PMPs."

“Yes! JiHoon, what is that in your hand? Is PMP trendy? When we were a long time ago, Sony was a giant.

“When we were there, it looked a little bit like the new iPod touch that came out of Apple, but it's bigger than that. ”

A woman holding a PMP while the group was watching wonderfully saw the phone ringing and bringing it towards her ear, and she could see that it was her phone.

The only thing the Koreans knew and didn't know was that the phone that the woman was holding was a palette phone called S Galaxy Note.

"Oh, you're just a phone, but why did you make it so big like a pmp? You'll love your skills.”

"I don't know. It's fashionable, isn't it? We should buy one, just like the old brickphone fashionable. ”

Did you hear the group shout loudly?

A sophisticated woman who stood by India for a while, answering the phone, closed the cell phone's leather cover and stepped back and forth, looking at them as if they were villagers.

The three men who received those eyes jumped with their faces fluttering, moving their steps as they jumped.

"Sir, which side is the Commander of the Galactic Fleet? The crew on the Anaturas flagship are going to do the docking.”

In JiHoon's words, Dr. Nam also played the right game.

"Hey, I'm the director of science and technology at the Galactic Federation, and I designed the Anaturas Starship Warp System.”

Changsoo sighed at those two and said.

"Let's stop. It looks like we escaped from some kind of psych ward into an organization.”

"Haha, yes... I'm not boasting about the size of a planet in front of any galaxy.”

Everyone shook their heads at the spear.

They experienced the science and technology of the Federation thousands of years ago, and soon returned to Korea, feeling a strange sense of self-reliance as if they had become an outdated village.

The rapidly changing trend in Korea seems hard to catch up with those who were the dominants of the Galactic Federation.

It wasn't difficult to find a PC room in the city's bustling streets after undergoing a little hacking about smartphones.

Inside, people are enjoying a game that resembles Dotakeos called Roll, a secluded PC plan.

JiHoon opened a folder of Blizzard games, a game that is now almost gone, and changed the locale language of Realm to China before he ran the game.

I don't know the general public, but the game is a useful contact point for criminal organizations.

Hackers usually run online games, such as wow, as the main communication channel, especially without a private security program in place.

When you use a computer in a place where JiHoon is not secure, you often use Wow as a main passage.

When JiHoon's 85-lap Orc warrior, Carrick, accessed the Chinese Pandaren server, Jihoon went to the mailbox in front of the Auction House in Ogrima and sent a letter to a receiver named Chian Xien, who said, 'Collector 88888 Red Gold Farm Guro Joey PC Room’.

Red Gold refers to smuggling in the Chinese Tribal Council and Black Society, and 88888 refers to 99.999% refined gold.

JiHoon intends to sell gold using artifacts from Nam Doctor's material-creation god.

Waiting for the sales book and the tangent, I climbed up to the roof of Ogrima and turned the/tale/dance macro and danced the hammer for a while, and a Blood Elf Wizard named Chian Xien burst into laughter behind him.

The Wizard's identity is Laozin. The leader of the Chinese hacker organization Hong Kow and the black community's contact for cancer.

Laozin (Chinese): Nihao Collector (Hi JiHoon)

Laozin (slang): Did you set up a tourism achievement at Dimensional Gate? (You stole the Sumerian ruins of Iraq that were guarded by the U.S. Army?)

JiHoon (Chinese): Nihao troublemaker Hong Hoo Raojin (Hey, how's business going?)

Laozin (slang): Nice to meet you. Long time no see. Collector 88888, selling red gold? How much do you have?

JiHoon (slang): "Chien E. Copper”

# Chienyi: 200 Billion, Copper: Won

Laozin (Chinese):

Laozin (Slang): I guess Sid liked Raid this time. Do you want to open the portal with Undercity?

# Undercity: Meeting area

JiHoon (slang): "Open the portal. It's been a long time since I've had to wrap it. I need a copper. I need an item to buy.”

Laozin (Chinese): Hao (Great)

Laozin (slang): I'll give you a bus article.

# Bus Knight: Use slang for material support, such as funding or organization members, in Chinese violent organizations

JiHoon conveyed the most important message to Laojin in plain slang game conversation.

The slang of criminal organizations to avoid Internet censorship by cyber police or the U.S. Homeland Security.

On the other hand, Laozin enjoyed the game for a long time and after opening the portal to Undercity for JiHoon, Laozin enjoyed the rap hunt together for a long time.

About an hour after JiHoon played the game, two Nazirim men with an axe tattoo on their right arm came into the PC room.

The axe of the tattoo symbolizes the Black Society organizers, and finally the bus driver of Laozin arrives.

The two Chinese walked into the PC room a couple of times and came looking for a piece of red hair.

Unlike Korean tributes who greet 90 degrees, they simply bowed their heads and said to JiHoon.

"Pickup, the boss told me to deliver this. ”

A man with an axe print on his face gives a large backpack bag and a Boston bag. It is a feeding warehouse, which is the delivery of the bus driver mentioned by Laozin.

Instead of opening it, JiHoon said, tapping on the shoulder of the man who handed over the bag.

"Yes, tell me you got it well. When's the buyer coming? ”

Bayer politely answers with a slang, meaning a contact who trades Red Gold, and a Black community member thinks for a while to unravel the slang.

"Yes, we'll be there in a few days. And you don't need anything else? ”

"These guys need a new ID.”

"Oh, you can't touch it perfectly either. Computer systems can hack to some extent, but in a short period of time, it's hard, and we need offline paperwork. ”

“Yeah? Then we'll just have to work on the computer system. We'll do the offline paperwork when we apply for a change of address. We'll take care of that over here.”

“Yes, then I'll step back. You can contact them with the latest cannons in the Boston bag. ”

“Oh, yeah? Tell him I'll use it well, so I have to get the stuff ready, so tell Bayer to come back in ten days.”

“Okay, then."

After the delivery of the bus driver, two black community organizers bowed down and left the PC room. JiHoon opened the Boston bag to check the contents.

Inside the bag was a cell phone and charger with a s logo on it, and the rest of the space was full of 50,000 won bills.

"What? You got your credentials? 50,000 won."

"Yes! 50,000 won.”

JiHoon was astonished for a moment when he saw the 50,000 won.

It was because 10,000 won was the highest amount before they climbed the portal.

When I opened the other backpack, it was full of 50,000 won, which, combined with the Boston bag's bills, almost exceeded 500 million won.

"500 million won... we'll have to make our ID first. Hey, Boston Bag, you listen to Changsoo. ”

“I won't."

"JiHoon, I have already created an ID. I am 27 years old and have the same name and address, but I changed it to a scallop. ”

At the same time, Nam told JiHoon that he was shutting down the telnet access program connected to the electronic complaints system.

Nam Phra is also the world's best hacker who surpasses JiHoon. It doesn't take long to break through all the forecasts.

In fact, the electronic complaints system is a system that combines the consolidated information of all national agencies, such as the National Revenue Service, the Military Service, the Eastern Office, and the Insurance Management Service. In order to generate personal information, it is possible to disable all computer networks of national agencies, not just one database. Therefore, it is almost impossible to manipulate personal data of national agencies if it is a normal hacker.

"All right, I'll just hit the Eastern Office tomorrow with a missing driver's license. Oh, I'll have to make a new one. ”

"I won't.”

"Oh, well, now that you've got the money, you can sleep well today.”

Changsoo said with a bright face, and Nam replied with a slap.

"Yes, but you have to get a national ID to sleep in a hotel or inn.”

"Huh?”

"Eh!”

Three people who had dense brains and forgot what was really important.... so they were eventually forced to sleep in a steaming room nearby as a group.

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