“I also don't know much about them, other than rumors of such people existing among us,” said Hwang Jeong-Hu.

“Even you... don't know the details, sir?” Jo Gyu-Min was slightly taken aback.

“Mm. Take a look.” Hwang Jeong-Hu pointed to the TV. “We live in an age where seemingly every information can be obtained with a touch of a button. If you're suspicious about something, all you gotta do is fire up your search engine.”

“...Yes, that's true.”

“But now, what if you don't hear about any reports regarding unusual individuals in our country? No, how about the entire world? What would you think about that?”

“Sir, I'd treat such rumors as a mere urban legend.”

“Indeed, you would.” Hwang Jeong-Hu slowly nodded away. “I've heard the usual rumors. Just rumors, nothing concrete. Rumors has it that people different from us walk among us and that those people manipulate our world from the shadows. But we all have heard about such stories before, haven't we? Such as the Freemasons and the Order of the Rosy Cross.”

“In other words, conspiracy theories...”

“That's why I never paid much attention to them. As you may know, I've done all sorts of things to build Jaegyeong to its current self. Obviously, I've experienced a few strange events during my time. Back then, I thought of them as weird coincidences, but now, I think I...