Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 420
“Big Gate?”
“The first Big Gate?”
“What the hell does that mean?”
WMD was in chaos.
No—so was the UN, their higher organization.
“Big Gate?”
There are many kinds of Gates.
Of those, the only names ever officially mentioned by the System were normal Gates and Hidden Gates; things like End Gates were simply human-made classifications for convenience.
And now, in the midst of that, the System had just mentioned a brand-new term: Big Gate.
Naturally, everyone tensed up.
And it wasn’t a casual mention, either—it came with the phrase “As the Second Great Upheaval begins” and the weighty modifier “First Big Gate.”
“If it’s the first, that means there’ll be more Big Gates coming?”
“How many of them?”
“God almighty...”
Their shock lasted only a moment.
The UN moved quickly.
As the world’s largest peace organization, they couldn’t just sit on their hands after seeing a System notice like that.
“First, dispatch all Peace Corps units to Australia.”
“Issue evacuation orders to the Australian people, and mobilize ships and planes to request refugee cooperation from the nearest allied nations.”
“Check with New Zealand, Papua New Guinea, and Indonesia too! We don’t know how massive the Big Gate’s impact will be!”
Still, professionals were professionals.
Within moments of the incident breaking out, immediate response measures were in motion.
At that moment, Charlie Paul, the director of the UN’s World Player Organization Secretariat, approached Secretary-General Mac Anderson after issuing orders.
“Mr. Secretary-General, given the gravity of the situation, shouldn’t we pre-emptively request allied nations to dispatch Players under the UN’s name?”
“That would be the sensible move, but after the Second Effect, everyone’s still reeling. I’m not sure they’ll respond.”
“But this isn’t just anywhere—it’s Australia. It’s already managed as a danger zone. I think we should ask for cooperation before something worse happens.”
“Understood. Send the requests. But the other countries must have seen the Big Gate notice too—I doubt they’ll easily send their top personnel.”
“I’ll still do my best.”
Resolve hardened on Charlie’s face.
*
“What a mess.”
Jeong Cheol-min lit a cigarette quietly as he read the System notice.
A Big Gate to commemorate the Second Great Upheaval?
What the hell even is a Big Gate?
Whatever it was, it clearly wasn’t ordinary.
If even a lowly civil-servant Player like him got the alert, it meant another enormous upheaval was coming.
‘Did that bastard Su-ho see this coming too?’
He wasn’t sure—but somehow, he figured Su-ho probably had.
No—he might not just have anticipated it, but already prepared and started moving.
That guy was absurdly omniscient sometimes.
So now he was thinking.
Having decided to stay in Korea to fully support Su-ho, what should he do next?
Most of the communication disruptions and other issues caused by the Second Effect had already been repaired.
But even with the network restored, that didn’t mean he could contact Su-ho.
He didn’t know where Su-ho was or what he was doing.
Hence the dilemma—what was the best way to help him?
It was then—
Bzzzt!
A phone call.
An international number.
What?
Spam or a voice-phishing scam, in this situation?
If it was spam or phishing right now, those bastards deserved a medal—for having the nerve to pull that crap while the world was collapsing.
Frowning, Jeong Cheol-min answered the call.
“Hello.”
What the...?
He just called and immediately read out my full credentials?
To Charlie, it felt like the sky was collapsing.
Korea wasn’t even a permanent or non-permanent member of the Security Council—so technically it owed the UN nothing.
But the real reason Charlie, as the Player Organization Director, had personally called was, of course, Su-ho.
Su-ho’s strength had already been fully reported to the higher-ups after their previous encounters.
Su-ho himself had even hinted beforehand—
Even if Korea wasn’t on the Security Council, they could request help from him “voluntarily” at any time.
And now, in the moment he was most needed, they couldn’t reach him.
Jeong said,
“It’s the truth. Why would we lie to the UN? But we understand your request. I’ll report it up the chain, and as soon as Chief An Su-ho can be contacted, we’ll respond immediately. I’ll also check with other domestic guilds to see if anyone’s willing to join the Peace Corps.”
“Where are you? I was just debating whether to call you.”
“Yeah. The UN called—asking if I could send you.”
“I told them I’d check and get back to them. But I also said you’re currently missing in North Korea.”
“Contact me?”
“Australia?”
The cigarette fell from Jeong Cheol-min’s mouth.
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