NimNim 🌧️
Stories
17
Chapters
256
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440.3 K
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Reading
1 d, 12 h
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I had a hunch that around this time, Leonard Graf would be working at Valdes Finance. But not only did the timing align perfectly, he had just been fired, which was a stroke of luck. Sorry to Karl Heinrich, but I'm going to use Leonard Graf first. He might be a bit eccentric, but hiring such a genius later at a high cost would be a loss, wouldn't it? I'll make good use of him. 'It's all for you anyway.' Who do you think I'm doing this for? It's all to prevent Karl Heinrich from turning dark and…-
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Everhart was almost forcibly seated in the first-class section. The train departed shortly after the doors closed. He read a book as if he didn't care at all. A book, of all things, didn't seem to suit him. "Why are you following me around? It's uncomfortable." "It's a coincidence." "R-really?" Could it really be a coincidence that the train time and the first-class section overlapped? Well, it was possible since he booked the best room at the best time in the morning. Everhart decided to…
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“What the hell did you just say?” Everhart literally kicked Wolfgang’s balls with all his might and casually picked his ear. It was so hard that blood started dripping between Wolfgang’s legs. Wolfgang flipped his eyes back and passed out. Some shocked cadets immediately swung their fists at Everhart. One threw a punch—only to find himself in a bizarre situation the next moment, with his head slamming into the ground and his back hitting the…
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After a thorough cleaning, the pigsty of a latrine had finally transformed into a place where a human being could at least take care of their business. Of course, this wasn’t the end of it. Those big-headed wannabe soldiers must’ve never been taught how to use a toilet properly because, in just a day or two, the area around the toilet would be covered in all sorts of unidentifiable filth. So Everhart took drastic measures. For those who couldn’t manage their own junk… “AAAHH! What the…
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It was hard to find even a small point where Everhart’s personality matched either his original self or Kang Woojin. Everhart loosened his grip on the pillow and slowly lifted his head. “I heard from Captain Rasmus.” “In thirty minutes.” So what? Everhart looked at Karl Heinrich with a questioning gaze, but no further explanation came. If this were the old Everhart—before Kang Woojin took over—he would have outright asked him to leave. But now, he couldn’t treat Karl Heinrich…
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Karl Heinrich’s hand moved up to Everhart’s neck. He was pressing precisely on the vital point. In the end, Everhart let go of the gun and spread his arms out, collapsing onto the ground. He had gone on and on about how Weber never loses, but—this wasn’t it. Just as he was about to surrender, Karl Heinrich, who had overpowered him, wiped the blood from his lips with his fingertips. His downcast eyes, which had been indifferently staring at the blood on his hand, slowly refocused on…
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Everhart threw a piece of metal nearby to draw their attention. The moment everyone turned their heads, he swiftly fired his gun from above. ‘Damn it, I’m not used to this gun…!’ A few shots missed their mark, and immediate retaliation followed. Everhart grabbed the railing and jumped down. “It’s Everhart!” “Kill him!” As he closed the distance, Everhart used his half-removed coat as a shield, blocking the incoming paint rounds. It was a tactic that would have been…
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“Ugh!” The round fired by Everhart hit the soldier hiding behind the tree squarely in the chest. It was a reflexive action. A beat later, the soldier collapsed, and Everhart got a clear look at his face. ‘Wait, a kid? And that’s… paint? Is this some kind of survival game arena or what?’ Instead of red blood, thick red dye was smeared across the soldier’s chest. ‘No, this isn’t a survival game arena. This is a mock battle.’ The officer cadets participating in the…
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As he exhaled with a soft “hoo—,” a white puff of smoke escaped from his lips. Whether it was from his cigarette or just his breath in the cold, he couldn’t tell. Even though he was wearing two layers of gloves, the biting wind seeped through, dampening the sweat inside and making the cold even worse. “Damn, it’s freezing.” “Well, it’s winter, sir. It’s supposed to be cold.” “They say this year’s especially bad.” Kang Woojin, the youngest colonel in the Korean…
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His voice was gentle but had a sharp edge to it. Zero Nine momentarily adopted a perfect poker face upon hearing those words. Observing that expression, Hexion lightly stroked his cheek and continued. “Are you hurt?” “There’s nothing for me to be hurt about.” “That’s true.” “No. I don’t get hurt because I don’t expect anything from you. There’s a problem with your approach.” “I’m a bit of an oddball by nature.” “I guess so. I’ll just quietly stay put…-
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