I Returned as an FFF-Class Witch Doctor

Episode 93

– Nowon Dandy Nam: You had a lot of trouble!!

– Chocojoa: It was fun being on the same team. See you next time you get a chance.

– Jeju Citrus Box: It was an honor to fight with you! If it’s okay, can we be friends?!

– It’s me who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one: Damien! Damian! Damian! Damian! Damian! Damian! Damian!

– Wangkkumteuli Conchi: Teacher, thank you for your hard work! I’m a real

fan

. I’m sure @}——

– Should I wake up at night: Hyung~~~~ It’s too early~~~ Fighting ᕦ(ò_ó)ᕤ

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“You’re really coming.”

Jinseong scratched his sideburns while watching the endless alarms. His notifications were usually comments posted on Otube and DMs on Unstagram, one of the social media platforms.

After the fierce battle in the last defense of Aldeon Fortress, his Otube channel became a hot topic once again, and the number of subscribers increased exponentially as a bonus.

In addition, it goes without saying that his Otube channel’s revenue would be considerable, so Jinseong was able to smile embarrassedly at the thousands of comments and DM notifications.

Before that, turning off the alarm for your smartphone would have been a boon to you.

“What are you looking at so much?”

“Oh, O-tube.”

While Jinseong was sitting on an incline bench and fiddling with his smartphone, Minjun walked over drinking a protein shaker.

It was a meeting that overlapped several times a week.

A neighborhood gym with about 100 pyeong that comes out when you cross one of the crosswalks near your house.

The villa village, which is adjacent to a famous university in Seoul and has many self-employed students, was not bad for opening a PT shop or gym, and Min-jun had registered for this gym at the recommendation of Jin-seong.

Of course, he was unaware that it was the way to give birth to another health addict.

“If the break is over, can you help me out? It’s a bit cramped for lifting weights.”

“uh? Isn’t today the day for hyung doing Idu?”

“You cursed at the director for increasing the proportion of the lower body. Let’s warm up for a while.”

“aha.”

When Minjun pointed his thumb behind him, Jinseong nodded as if he understood.

It was not an exaggeration to say that the reason Jinseong chose this gym in the first place was because of the director.

The gorilla who made Jin-seong and Min-jun into fitness addicts because of his anatomical knowledge and bodybuilding career, which even active players don’t hesitate to talk about.

“Hyung, how many squats did you say?”

“I usually hit 100kg alone. 120 if you’re in good shape?”

“Your words are right. Brother, should you do your lower body properly?”

“What is it dude?”

“If you are a man, you should hit 150. haha. The upper body needs support from the lower body.”

“You fucking bastard…”

And while Min-Jun cursed at the gorilla shooting lasers at the counter, Jin-Sung approached the power rack and began to increase the weight by inserting a disc.

Even though one set turned into two sets and two sets turned into five sets, a miracle awaited Min-jun.

“Light Weight!! little bit more!!”

“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

At the same time as a scream came out of the power rack, Min-jun’s face turned red as if it would burst at any moment, and Jin-seong supported him from behind and screamed.

It was to the point where I was confused as to who was doing the squats.

Two men screaming at the gym to leave, and the gym members looking at them strangely.

And Minjun bitterly regrets that he briefly forgot what kind of person Jinseong was while doing AC.

I firmly resolved that I would not ask Jinseong for help unless something was broken.

‘If I get assistance from this bastard one more time… I will really die that day…!’

What is Jin-seong’s ability to receive the gorilla’s expectations and hopes even before Min-joon came into contact with health?

It was a level that was somewhat unreasonable for Hellin like Min-jun to follow.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“Cheer cuckoo.”

Chunk!

When Min-Jun reached the point where he could no longer lift the barbell, Jin-Sung clapped his hands a couple of times to finish the step.

For the person involved, 1 minute and 1 second was a hellish time, so it was a workout intensity that he could be proud of.

According to the schedule, Jinseong also did lower body days, but it wasn’t a case where he needed assistance like Minjun, so there was nothing to be a problem.

In addition, for Jinseong, whose goal is to regain his previous pace due to his long capsule life, there was even a determination to tear his lower body muscles properly today.

The reason why he had Minjun assist him in high repetitions was no different from that determination.

“By the way, did you raise your level a lot?”

“Hee hee. Level… what?”

“AC. I heard you moved on to Jushin.”

Whoop! hook!

When Jin-seong asked while warming up with a 100-kilogram weight, Min-jun, who sat down on the floor, shook his head.

Again, the monster was a monster.

Despite the size created by his innate skeletal skeleton, he is a human who naturally attracts attention with his strength despite his model-like 8-headed body ratio.

“The level is trapped in some strange place, saying strange things such as Samhwachwijeong and Ogijowon. Some time ago, they tried to kill people, saying that they had to cross the life-and-death frontier by cutting the Imdok Yang vein. As you.”

“Oh yeah?”

“They are very eccentric nobles. Still, I’m trying to follow what you said without saying anything, but…”

While Jinseong lifted the weight and squatted, Minjun started to complain. Most of them were stories about Jushin.

It was said that he got his nose stuck and fell in a remote place, and instead of hunting, he was just sitting talking about training.

Or, they list strange terms that can only be found in martial arts magazines and beat them to death.

And Jin-seong, who was squatting with Min-jun’s complaints as power, was soon able to guess what state his close brother was in.

‘Minimum hero level or higher… Maybe legendary level.’

Considering that his class in his previous life was a heroic class.

The terms of various martial arts that Min-jun was using now were not so unfamiliar to Jin-seong.

“Don’t worry too much about being slower than others. it all comes back In a much better way.”

“Oops. It’s frustrating, so what… It’s my job to get beaten up every day. If it wasn’t for your words, I would have already quit.”

“Are you still recording the video?”

“ok. But I couldn’t edit it. Do you know of any editors?”

“I think there might be someone in the company I know… Can I have your number?”

Chunk!

As Jinseong laughed as he hung a barbell on the rack, Minjun shrugged. Jinseong and Minjun were not good at saying sad things.

However, shrugging your shoulders is the same as saying that it doesn’t matter whether you do it or not.

“Take it. drink specifications. If you say my name, it will be easier to talk.”

“…uh. thanks.”

Then, when Jinseong handed over a business card from his smartphone case, Minjun shook his head shyly and put the business card in his pocket.

It may not seem like much, but it was a business card that anyone interested in MCN could envy.

“What if I just receive it every day? I have to give it a big boost sometime.”

“Why are you doing this unbeknownst to you? If you become famous, you can join us once.”

“You are more famous now. I don’t think there will be much difference in the future.”

“You don’t know what people do. Would you like to buy me some food later?”

“but. If you see the sheep you eat, the elephant will go away.”

“Kick kick. Same goes for my brother.”

Eventually, at Min-Jun’s words, Jin-Sung waved his hand, while sweeping up his sweat-soaked hair, the moment he gulped down a protein shaker.

“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”

“…?”

Udang-tang-tang!

The woman who met Jin-seong’s eyes suddenly widened her eyes, lost her balance from the running machine and started to fall to the floor.

“hey! Are you okay?!”

“Ah…”

“…Huh?”

It was a familiar face somewhere.

* * *

“Oh, I’m going to live for a while.”

Jinseong opened the gym door and stretched.

It was a simple iron.

Squat 245 kg deadlift 270 kg bench press 150 kg.

Jinseong, who sent Minjun first to work at a convenience store, did not come out of the underground jjimjilbang for a while and was melting like slime for a while in the catharsis brought by the hot water.

In short, this extreme fitness mania had a refresh that regained some of the pace that had been lost due to capsule life.

“From now on, I’ll have to manage my diet… and take some nutritional supplements.”

Tring!

After transferring various utility bills and parents’ living expenses through the bank application, Jinseong turned on the navigation application. It was a part of restoring the damaged body.

Although he did not lose much muscle due to his long training, it is true that his abs did not have fat due to his irregular eating habits and diet.

So, in addition to the protein shake he ate at the gym, Jinseong headed to the large mart across the street, munching chogye tortillas made of half chicken breast and sweet potato vegetable mix.

It was because I felt with my body that I had to pay attention to my real diet instead of filling up with convenience store food and delivery food in the future.

“You’re lucky, really.”

Drooling!

Jinseong sighed as he took out the cart from the large mart he found through the navigation app.

It was because he felt a pair of sharp eyes following him.

Kunoichi gold coins.

A woman who had already run into him twice in the game.

Although it could never be said to be a good relationship because they stripped and ate all the jokjok they met, but I never thought they would meet in real life.

Even if that was the case, it was never a friendly relationship.

“Beef Rump… Tomato Caprese Salad… Oatmeal… Americano…”

Poof! Poof!

While Jinseong was rounding the corner of the mart and loading things into the cart, a black-haired ponytail peeked out a few meters behind.

It had already been going on for 30 minutes.

Jinseong often hides himself whenever he turns his head, or turns his back and pretends to be someone else.

And at that moment, as Jinseong disappeared from the corner, the gold coin that had been following him began to look around.

“Where did you go? For sure-.”

“Here you go.”

“Heeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!”

Of course, he didn’t even dream that Jinseong would come out from the side.

“hey.”

“Uh… yes…?”

“How far are you going to follow me?”

When Jinseong crossed his arms and asked, Geumhwa lowered his head. Except for the screaming, it looked completely different from AC.

Chewing his lips and fidgeting with his clenched fist, or swearing coolly and not being able to attack fiercely.

However, Jinseong didn’t have the hobby of going around the mart with a stalker on, so he thought it would be a good idea to end it here.

It was because there were not so many useless things as talking in circles to a gym addict who was full of muscles up to this brain.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I don’t have any ill feelings towards you, do you? I don’t know if it’s AC. If it’s because of that, I’ll solve it with AC. Don’t waste your time.”

“At AC… let’s solve it…?”

“Other than that, there’s no reason to follow me all this way. Or do you have something to say to me?”

Swoop!

And at the same time as Jinseong lowered his upper body toward the gold coin and brought his face closer.

The moment the gold coin shrank to the ground like a kitten and closed its eyes tightly.

“Give me your number then!”

“…number?”

Jin-seong feels like a brain freeze is coming in his head.

He stared blankly at the woman with a ponytail in front of him holding out a smartphone to him.

It was a random number.