Chapter 62 – [Raccoon Man Beginning]

There are many things that come to mind when you think of America.

For example, if you’re like me, first of all, there’s Chicago Pizza, and there’s Mac and Cheese. As a food service worker, I am very interested in American cuisine. Of course, the country itself is not that long in history, so there are relatively few famous dishes, but there are especially many fatty, salty, and sweet foods.

Isn’t that bad for your health? Hey, if I thought about my health, I would eat a little meat and go vegetarian. If you don’t have at least one side dish of meat on your daily meal, you’ll feel empty, but would you care about your health?

Other than food, I think of the Statue of Liberty, Hollywood, Las Vegas, the filthy high medical bills, the Pound Law, the gun problem…. Is it an occupational disease?

Anyway, the United States is a country with a lot of land, a lot of people, a lot of money, and a great military power. The United States is not the alien George in the movie where aliens invade for nothing.

As long as a huge fucking meteorite doesn’t fall in the US, they’ll keep the number one spot.

The only possibility is Russia or China, but Russia is cold and China is less civic-conscious. As well as the social structure.

“I have to take care of the money first. If I go to the US, I won’t be able to use my credit card there.”

“I’ll exchange it for dollars.”

If you use a card, you will definitely be tracked. I didn’t even go through immigration in the first place, but if that person uses a card in the US, it will definitely get caught.

You have to spend cash to avoid tracking. Even if I put only 100 dollars in my wallet, it would be quite thick.

Next, a mask. A raccoon man mask is a must… To be honest, if only my body is enough, what more do you need?

“Take medical supplies just in case. If you’re saving people, you’ll definitely need medicine.”

“Are you going to become a household medicine?”

“I have a first aid kit from Delta Castle. If you can’t bring all of them, you might want to bring some.”

“The product is good and the people are good, but I hate the place itself.”

Shion took out a box from a drawer. There she took out a small spray bottle and a cartridge containing several ampoules and held it out to me.

“One is a spray for trauma treatment, and the other is an emergency cell activator… To put it simply, it’s a potion. Since it has no side effects, it doesn’t matter if you use it on anyone, but since there aren’t many, you have to use it carefully.”

“If there are only a few, aren’t there 20 of them?”

The ampoule was about the size of an index finger. About 20 such ampoules. Although it is different depending on the wound, since the product is a product, even a small amount will be effective, so it can be used for twice or three times as much love.

It’s not like I’m going to a battlefield… No, it’s a battlefield.

“I’m sure there will be no side effects, so I’ll be less worried. I’m not the only one who gets scolded for writing it.”

A potion is not as omnipotent as one might think. A lot of people think that if you drink it, the wounds will heal and regenerate right away, but that’s right, but that’s the problem after that.

In the end, activating cells is reducing lifespan. You don’t die right away, but even if you don’t live, one year is reduced.

Potions with good effects are everywhere, but potions without such side effects are rare. At best, it should be a divine potion containing the power of God.

But these guys from Delta Castle were made with pure technology. Scary babies.

“If you spray a spray for treating trauma, it should be able to stop the bleeding.

“Okay, I’ll take it”

I plan to fly to the US. Of course not high, but low. If you fly close to the sea, it will be rather difficult to detect.

Ultimately, it is smuggling. No matter how powerful a country is, it can’t block all the coasts, so who can stop it if it goes in through the sea?

“But how are you going?”

“Huh? Didn’t you say you were going to fly?”

“…I can clearly see your thoughts. Aren’t you going to cross the Pacific?”

“Right”

When I go back, I have to go through China because I have to go through the land rather than the sea. The Pacific is better than that.

“New York is in the Northeast of the United States. If you go across the Pacific, you’ll reach the West.”

“Uh?”

I laid out a map of the world in my head and thought about it. Although the fastest way to get to the United States from our country is across the Pacific Ocean, the story is different if the location is New York.

If you’re going to New York by route across the Pacific, you’ll have to get to San Francisco or Los Angeles… And cross the North American continent.

“A Steel Ball Run Race? Go collect the remains of a saint or think of another way!”

“I can’t use the stand, and he’s uncomfortable with me too!”

Shion sighed, and after thinking a little he came up with a better suggestion.

“……There is a direct flight from Incheon Airport to JFK International Airport in the evening. It’s also a good idea to sneak up and get off and stow away midway.”

“Oh, is that okay?”

“It’s the fastest route, so it only takes about 15 hours. But don’t you have stealth abilities?”

I am an outspoken personality. Gathering information while hiding… You shouldn’t expect such abilities as ninjas or spies. There are areas in which people can do things and there are areas in which they cannot.

Even transcendentalists are not omnipotent. It’s just that you’re well-versed in one area, so you seem omnipotent in that area.

“Then you’ll have to get on the plane and go. It’s okay to sleep, but bring something to eat.”

“Okay”

Dimensional earthquakes are foreseen in New York, so even if it’s an outbound flight from the US, it seems that an incoming plane hasn’t been blocked yet. Maybe tonight will be the last. It wouldn’t be strange if the route was stopped right away, but since it’s in the US, it seems to be possible.

With most of my gear packed, I was ready to leave. Let’s get out before it’s too late If you miss this flight, you will have to do a steel ball run race.

I don’t want to see him again! He looks like John Wick!

“Ye-jin wakes up. Please explain yourself.”

“All right”

“If Baekli comes to visit… I’ll give it to you.”

“All right”

After asking Zion for a few things, I left the house.

I need to buy a bag of toasted almonds.

*        *    *

It was long, 15 hours!!!

I jumped off the plane’s fuselage just before landing and landed on the roof of a nearby high-rise building. Oh, I was really scolded for not having enough time.

I spent time touching my phone, sleeping, and eating roasted almonds or munchies, but it doesn’t take as much time as I thought. It’s one or two hours to see the scenery, but if it goes on for more than 10 hours, you’ll get sick of it.

But we got there in the end. Uh-Mulrica! Tongue rolling is just a taste!

Fortunately, there was no security on the roof of the building, and only the door was locked, so I delicately used my skills to open the lock, go down the building, and set foot on American soil in earnest.

USA! Land of opportunity! Damn the meter yard method!

I like all of America, but if it wasn’t for the damn meter yard law, I would give it a perfect score. You are more of a problem than medical privatization. Know? If you blow up a rocket because of that, you’ll have to come to your senses.

“Let’s see. Where should I go… Oh, come to think of it, I haven’t even heard where you are.”

Come to think of it, I’ve never even heard my daughter’s name or whereabouts from Mr. Lee Kyung-jin.

I called my uncle again. Connected with a few beeps.

[Oh, is that you?]

“I just arrived in the US. Tell me what my daughter’s name is and where she lives.”

[Why didn’t the phone ring? It was difficult for me to call directly because of the emergency, but I’m glad]

“If you see that the surroundings are quiet, where do you go to the bathroom?”

[My daughter’s name is Lee Yoon. She is attending Columbia University. Where she lives…… I don’t think she lived in a dorm. Where would the address of the boarding house be…?]

“You don’t even know where your daughter-in-law lives?”

[If you memorize addresses you’ve never been to, and addresses you’ve never been to, you’ll have a good memory. Damn, even if you take a vacation, even if you take a vacation, you can’t go abroad?]

“Wow, that was too much. Wild goose father, what is it?”

[Anyway, I will send the address by e-mail. My daughter…… Please take good care of me]

“Okay. But change your tone. You’re not an old man who just ate 60 or 70. What is that?”

The call was disconnected and after a while an address arrived. I’m going to go to that area at once. Uh, fuck, but the address is Manhattan.

Since JFK International Airport is nearby, this is roughly the Queens area… I’ll have to go a little further to get to Manhattan.

It’s honestly not too bad. There is also Wall Street in Manhattan, and if you keep it there anyway, Zion will hardly lose money. Because the center of the financial market is there.

“By the way, it’s Columbia University… Your daughter must be studying really well.”

I open a nearby map and find the subway line and the way to go. There must be a lot of people because it’s daytime, but there aren’t as many as I thought. Is it because of the alarm?

But I think it’s stretched too much. I don’t know if it’s 15 minutes ago or if it’s an alarm, but yesterday I became aware, but I’m a little uncomfortable with maintaining my daily life.

If you’re really afraid, wouldn’t it be normal to stay in a bunker somewhere?

……Thinking that far, it dawned on me that the details of the date had not been decided in the prophecy. If that were the case, I would have evacuated as I thought, but rather than hiding in fear of something that might happen at any moment, I would be in a hurry to earn and live.

I can’t help it because reality is cruel.

Riding the American subway felt different from the Korean subway. The biggest difference comes in the part of cleanliness.

There is a lot of garbage on the floor because there is a lot of floating population. No, but isn’t that too much? Who just throws garbage on the subway?

Ah… It seems that thoughts diverge from here. Anyway, if you think about the Korean subway and ride it, you will be disappointed in the United States.

Even if a small country like Korea thought about the environment and worked hard to separate collection, the United States would ruin everything.

The scenery looks similar, but the people are different. Most of them were white or black, and I occasionally see Asians like me. As it is a multi-racial country, people are of different races.

“Once I came all the way to Brooklyn…”

Beyond that river, you can see a place where a forest of buildings is lined up. Maybe that’s Manhattan.

However, looking at the map, Manhattan seen from Brooklyn is at the end. Columbia University goes up a lot, passes Central Park, and takes a long time to come out.

How to get here is more comfortable… The best thing is to ask the locals.

I was wondering who to ask and decided to ask the police. English? No matter how mad I am, I am not at the level of not knowing the language.

The patrol also noticed the police officer who had opened the window of the car and looked around, and approached him.

“Excuse me, Officer. May I ask for directions?”

“Oh, that’s fine. Where are you going?”

The white police officer, like a typical American cop, smiled and treated me kindly. I showed him a map and asked for directions from here to Columbia University.

“Have you ever been on a tour?”

“Ah…I feel that way too, but this time I’m on my way to find someone I know.”

“You came at a bad time.”

“I can’t help it. I heard the news after it came.”

He looked at the map and explained the way to me. The tourist story was brought up for nothing, so he mainly talked about the tourist route.

“If you go a little further from here, you’ll find the Brooklyn Bridge. If you take the ferry from there, you’ll get off at Midtown as the last stop. You can take the subway from there, but if you take a taxi, you’ll be able to see Central Park as well.”

“Oh, thank you”

“What? Welcome to America.”

Anyway, society progresses. Even 100 years ago, blacks did not have the right to vote, but now blacks are also presidents. I don’t do racial discrimination unless I’m a bit of a bitch.

Of course, there are times when the joke that the police will stop and see if a black person is driving is not a joke… But that doesn’t mean they beat up people who ask for directions or anything like that.

In the first place, those who discriminate based on skin color are assholes. It looks like the inside of the leather is blue, right?

As the officer told me, I first bought a ferry ticket at the Brooklyn Bridge. And slowly, while looking around the outside, we moved to our destination. It took a little time, but it was quite nice to see the scenery. It would have been really nice if you came with Zion.

Next time, let’s go on a trip together with Zion to America. Not in the near future… In a few years? About that?

The rice here is all salty, sweet and greasy, so Shion will really like it. Especially Chicago Pizza.

Damn delicious cheese… Uhh, you’ll gain weight and shorten your lifespan, but that’s part of the job!

After about 2 hours, the ferry arrived at the terminal. He set foot in Manhattan in earnest.

“Here…You’d better take a taxi.”

Looking at the map and figuring it out, I came to the 1/3 point of Manhattan, but there is a much longer way to go. I’d rather take a taxi, even if I’m spending a little money, than taking the subway.

Yellow taxis, which were popular in movies, often pass by on the road. I waved to catch a taxi passing by, but many passed by.

“What is it? Is it a reserved taxi? Doesn’t it stand even though there are no customers?”

The moment I was about to start to get annoyed. Finally one stood up. The driver was black and asked with a friendly smile.

“Do you speak English?”

“Don’t worry, I know how to do things like people who have lived here all their lives.”

“Oh, I was just worried. Let’s get on!”

I was in the passenger seat. Anyway, the only luggage I had was the first-aid kit that Shion had packed in a small bag, so I sat comfortably with the bag under my feet.

“Where can I take you?”

“To Columbia University.”

“Oh! It’s a prestigious university, do you attend there?”

“No, because someone I know is studying there.”

The black taxi driver kept talking to me, whether he was sociable or talkative. Well, I like it because I’m not bored, and it wasn’t bad because I heard a lot of stories.

“It looks like you came for sightseeing, but you came at a bad timing. Even now, people are nervous and sometimes soldiers are seen, so the atmosphere is bad.”

“It seemed like that. That person with foresight…What was his name?”

“Alyssa Near. One of the three proud pillars of America.”

“Three?”

“Ah, don’t you know? Alyssa Nier, the foresight I just mentioned, Dr. Alien, the leader in Gaia Force research, and Jacob Baldwin, our country’s master user. These three are the pillars.”

First of all, apart from the prognostic ability. I’ve heard of Dr. Alien from time to time, and I’ve heard the name of an American master user…

What was his name?

Mr. Lee Gyeong-jin is a heavenly sword. Hibiki in Japan is Shuten-douji (酒呑童子). China’s Longhwajeong is Empress Kwonryong (拳龍女帝).

There are other places in England, Russia, Australia, and Africa, but I don’t remember them because they are far away.

“His nickname is Thunderbolt.”

The taxi driver’s words brought back some bad memories.

The strongest transcendentalist who tried to judge my sins by wielding the lightning of judgment that pierces the stars.

No, the former strongest Transcendentalist.

It’s rare to find someone who’s easygoing among those who use electrical powers. In my experience yes.