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Completed ! Have fun reading ◡̈01. August 2143, Thursday
It was around 9:00 a.m. when Lee Minho drove his black Benz into the parking lot of the District 9 Reboot Facility.
From the outside, the building, with its high walls and barbed wire, looks more like a high-security prison than a simple, human-friendly rebooting facility.
Minho parked near the entrance and switched off the engine. Then he turned to his work colleagues Park Seonghwa, Han Jisung and Jeong Yunho and nodded.
"Let's go!" he said confidently. With these words, they all got out and made their way to the small porter's lodge next to the entrance gate.
Jisung was sweating and fanning himself a little; it was late summer, the first of August to be precise, and the temperature was around 30°C. Previously in the car, it was definitely much more pleasant with the air conditioning.
"Jisung, your whole shirt is soaked in sweat. You smell a bit too..." Yunho admitted and took a step back from the youngest. All four of the men wore black ties with white short-sleeved shirts and elegant black suit pants.
"Are you saying I should wear a jacket or something?"
"Yes, exactly. We're meeting the head of District 9, please wear a jacket," Yunho asked him. If Jisung didn't have a KQ chip, he would have let out an annoyed sigh, maybe rolled his eyes, whined or protested loudly and started a huge discussion with Yunho.
His hair was already sticking to his forehead and judging by his appearance, he seemed to have just finished a marathon.
But he calmly asked Minho for the car keys, ran back, grabbed his black jacket from the back seat and quickly came rushing back.
Then they finally reached the cool porter's lodge in front of the entrance, whereupon Seonghwa had to register the group at the counter.
The porter's lodge was simply decorated with white and silver ribbons and balloons. However, there were also posters from the KQ company on the walls. They showed the innovative chips, with the large inscription: "Anniversary, KQ chips celebrate their 13th birthday!"
"So today is already the first of August? Wow, how quickly time flies. We've already had these great chips for thirteen years," Minho began and was amazed.
Well, the way he spoke came across as rather emotionless and cold. If he didn't have this device in his neck, this statement would definitely have come out of him more euphorically.
"Welcome to District 9! How can I help you?" the guard behind the counter inquired in an extremely friendly manner, carefully examining the faces of the four young men.
"Park Seongwha is my name. We are the agents of the Busan Deviant Department. We were transferred from to Seoul by my unc... J.Y. Park and have an appointment with him today," he explained, almost slipping out the word 'uncle'.
The director of this facility, J.Y. Park, was actually Seonghwa's uncle. He was also the one who raised him since he was thirteen years old after his parents died in a tragic car accident.
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The Guerillas of District 9
FanfictionIn 2143, society lives emotionless, bound by implanted chips for efficiency. Meet the Guerrillas, former prisoners of District 9, on a daring quest to break free from the system. Join them as they battle against J.Y. Park, their formidable adversary...