No Possession 4

This is Yuseong Hospital, affiliated with Sumangyo.

In the eight-person ward, patients and healers were mixed here and there, each taking up a bed.

“Is dinner available today?”

“You told me to eat the rest of what I gave you earlier. I knew this would happen, so it was good that I saved some.”

The man who answered took a small bag of biscuits out of his pocket.

Underneath the heavily crumpled bag, the dry biscuits were now visible at the bottom.

I was writhing in hunger, but for some reason, the hospital staff were silent.

“Just bear with it. If you don’t think, you won’t be hungry.”

It wasn’t just the food.

Everything was in dire straits.

Although it was safer than outside, the hospital was filled with a foul odor from the stained patient gowns and bed sheets, as well as the body odor of unwashed patients.

It wasn’t like this just a few weeks ago.

There were one or two active people in each ward, and they often shared food they had brought from outside.

But now…

“Peace of mind is more important than pointless prolongation of life.”

“Yes, yes.”

Even those activities were abandoned, and everyone decided to spend the rest of their lives in bed.

The ones who moved were a small group of activists directly organized by the Sumangyo sect, and the patients of this hospital, many of whom were awakened, occasionally gave up the food they were given and all the magic stones they had for the Sumangyo sect’s meditation program.

“I can’t tell you how relieved I feel after letting it all go.”

“That’s right. You must have had at least one magic stone in your pocket. You’ve earned one, so now you need two… and so on, endlessly….”

The practice of thorough non-possession.

Just a moment ago, the meditation of the Su-Mang-Gyo-Ju was being broadcast through the hospital broadcast.

Thanks to that, I was able to remain indifferent to the death of Mr. Choi, who was carried out in the next room as a stiff corpse, and I was able to easily endure the hunger, the stifling heat, and the discomfort from his unwashed body.

So, when the gaunt, haggard people in the hospital each got on their beds, sat cross-legged, and began to meditate on the teachings of the Su-Mang-Gyo-Ju…

-Cheek! Cheek!

The ward announcement speaker lit up.

“Huh?”

It was a strange thing.

A hospital broadcast room that needed to keep an oil generator running.

In the name of energy conservation and environmental protection, the broadcast was only turned on during the meditation time of the Su-Mang-Gyo leader.

As expected, the owner of the voice was not the leader of the Sumang cult.

-Hello, dear survivors. This is Pax FC.

“…Pax?”

The name of a large corporation that had dominated the Korean distribution industry.

However, the leader of the Musang Church had pointed out that Pax FC was the culprit of the suffering that was destroying the peace of non-possession.

Naturally, the people in the hospital room couldn’t help but cringe at the appearance of Pax FC.

“…Baguniya, Baguniya…!”

“Su-mang… Su-mang…”

People were trying hard to control their minds.

Actually, I didn’t have any particular ill feelings toward Pax FC.

But the talk of providing food often caused them concern.

Because of that, the moment the anesthesia wore off, I would experience unimaginable pain.

But…

-I came to tell you some good words. In the second part of the meditation of the Su-Mang-Gyo-Ju, I have prepared a time for you to personally ‘experience’ non-possession.

“…Huh?”

Pax FC immediately began to affirm ‘no ownership.’

A young woman’s bright and clear voice.

Because the words ‘good words’ flowed particularly refreshingly,

People who were gradually letting their guard down began to look at the speakers hanging from the ceiling.

-Now is the time to find the peace of non-possession. Everyone, please check out the windows.

“Outside the window?”

In the sickroom, lobby, and even the on-duty room, everyone stuck their heads out the window.

A hospital building built in the shape of the letter ‘ㄷ’ with a ground-level parking lot in the center.

What they faced was…

“Hee… Eek!”

It was a subspace portal of enormous size.

Everyone was scared.

Rumor had it that Pax FC used people as sacrifices for the portal.

Not everyone believed the rumor, but it wasn’t without its fears.

In fact, the subspace portal boasted its grandeur as if it were going to swallow them all up.

But…

Thud thud thud.

Thud.

Instead of devouring people, the portal began to pour out items like crazy.

Rice, ramen, bottled water, and all kinds of processed foods.

The eyes of people rustling empty bags of dry goods were drawn to the mountain of food piled up like a mountain.

Before long, Pax FC’s ‘Good Words’ began,

  • Think of ramen boiling in a pot. While steaming, scoop out the noodles between the eggs that cover it like a blanket, and the chewy noodles will soak up the hot broth. Take a big bite with one chopstick, pour a few spoonfuls of the broth, and open a pack of fresh Jonggatjip kimchi that is lying around in the parking lot and put it on top…

“Iced coffee…!”

“Ah…!”

Gulp.

A ‘basket’ began to form in the hearts of the hungry people.

It was an act of God.

A simple ode to food.

The buff delivered with a clear voice stimulated the appetite of the hospital staff.

“Ha…Just one bag…”

Looking at the thousands of ramen packets strewn across the parking lot,

When someone accidentally drooled…

-All of these are ways of creating defilements. Now, we return to non-possession.

Swaaaaaaah!

The food that had been filling the parking lot was suddenly sucked into the portal.

To show the stark transition from ‘possession’ to ‘non-possession,’ or in other words, ‘loss.’

“Ugh…!”

“Keuhuuuuuuk!”

The hospital staff bit their lips as if they were going to burst.

A powerful debuff that Lydia placed on the word ‘No Possession.’

That suffering dragged people’s emotions down to the abyss.

Even…

-You guys, that’s not all there is to the afflictions.

“…Huh!?”

The ‘good words’ continued.

What appeared in the next portal was a large shower facility.

Swaaaaaa…

Water jets shot out from showerheads hanging everywhere, and toiletries including shampoo, body wash, and razors fell to the floor with a clatter.

“It’s water…!”

“There’s a toothbrush too!”

Buffs started again.

As the hazy feeling of anesthesia was washed away by the fresh wind, everyone asked themselves.

When was the last time you washed properly?

It was only then that I realized it.

The sweat that had been flowing out for several days was soaking into my body like salt.

The feeling of skin sticking together every time it touched my skin was unpleasant.

That the sweat that rose up like a scream covered my whole body.

But this too was a mirage.

The shower room was sucked into a portal in the blink of an eye…

“Ahhhhhh!”

“No!”

The experience of ‘non-possession’ continued.

The portal didn’t miss a single cleansing foam that was rolling on the floor.

The parking lot was left with nothing but empty despair.

“Huhhhhhh!”

“Khuuuugh! Stop it!”

Now, the hospital staff were appealing with tears in their eyes…

-Everyone. You have to let go. You cannot reach Nirvana with the petty pleasures of this world…

The wise man of no possessions, Pax FC, did not stop.

Blue-eyed foreigners wearing thick armor.

A dozen of them showed up carrying a large Styrofoam box and began setting up various items on a long table.

Cheeeee…

Dalgrak!

Bubble bubble…

It was a coordinated movement.

Someone was placing a large piece of meat on a blazing hot grill, someone was placing cleanly washed vegetables on a tray, next to them, a steaming rice cooker lid was opened, and someone was adding sliced hot peppers to a bubbling bowl of tofu and soybean paste stew.

“…”

“…”

Hospital staff under anesthesia.

Pax FC had lifted and lowered their shoulders thousands of times,

The anesthesia of the Suwanggyo Church disappeared without a trace along with the dislocated shoulder.

Now all that remained was the stark reality of ‘non-possession.’

That reality was igniting fire in people’s desires.

“No possessions…”

“Fuck!”

Urrrrrr!

Just hearing the word ‘no’ in ‘no possession’ made them foam at the mouth.

The hospital people who became the masters of desire again.

They rushed toward Pax FC’s portal.


People noticed.

A lack of possessions, painted with vague meditation and peace, rather than noble resolutions.

The fact that I was a prisoner, trapped under anesthesia, my desires sapped.

However, Lydia’s buffs/debuffs and the materials from the subspace broke their anesthesia.

Then, he told them the truth about the leader while they were dancing and chanting ‘Pulsoyou.’

“…It wasn’t being treated?”

“Wait a minute, then our mother…”

Hospitals and treatments that were nothing more than a facade.

When I realized that the anesthesia from the Sumang cult leader was actually making my illness worse by relieving the pain.

And when you realized that it’s not just you, but your family and friends who are affected.

People were engulfed in anger.

And the result…

“They say he’s already dead.”

News delivered by Operations Headquarters Chief Yoo Seong-cheol.

These were truly words befitting a cult leader.

Because one of his closest associates personally killed the leader of the Sumang cult.

Thanks to that, the group ‘Suwanggyo’ was completely torn apart…

There wasn’t any major problem.

“What about the representatives of the hospital group?”

“They said they captured them all without fail.”

All the hospitals and organizations under it were absorbed without exception.

At this time, I was thinking of leaving the management of Gangnam Severance Hospital and the doctors to my older sister.

I said.

“It’s a good thing for both sides. Elvenheim needs healers, and here we need herbs…”

A situation where survivors will increase on both this side and that side.

It is thanks to the Suwanggyo Bridge that they were able to select patients.

A significant number of them were Awakened, and most of them would be absorbed into Pax FC’s power.

As if to congratulate the achievement, Yoo Seong-cheol answered in a bright voice.

“I’m glad it was resolved peacefully. If news of a clash had spread, other smaller groups would have been scared too.”

It was just as he said.

Because we didn’t do anything.

They simply preached the teaching of ‘full ownership’ and released the materials.

Yoo Seong-cheol added as if he was pouring out his hardships.

“In fact, there have been many groups that have not followed military control. However, as more and more people recognize Pax FC, the areas where public power can reach will also expand.”

His wish is the same now as it was then.

Reconstruction of the Republic of Korea.

To that end, he has been persistently flirting with me up until now…

“When will you join Pax FC?”

“…Yes?”

This time, I asked from my side.

The Joint Chiefs of Staff can be seen as a true ally.

But now, it was time for me to embrace the Joint Chiefs of Staff, not them.

“Barnaul will attack soon. We must bring Avalon before then.”

We were already preparing for a global fight.

The enemies did not discriminate between locations, and Pax FC did not discriminate between allies.

Because Pax FC’s forces were spread all over the world, including China, Japan, the United States, Europe, and even Elvenheim.

The efforts of the Joint Chiefs of Staff to help with household affairs in Korea were appreciated, but it was time to gradually unify our directions.

“Chief, Korea alone is not enough.”

“But the Joint Chiefs of Staff is a state agency. Even if it is only in name…”

Relationships between states, institutions, and businesses.

Although Yoo Seong-cheol was still stuck in that mold, I gave him a new dream.

“What… Why don’t Pax FC become something like a world government?”

A transnational logistics center covering the entire country.

It was a vessel that could even hold the Joint Chiefs of Staff of the Republic of Korea.

Yoo Seong-cheol’s eyes lit up.

LUNA-CAVE

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