Since you're already here.

Early morning.

Without the pressure of competition, everyone's mood was noticeably more relaxed.

Teacher Bai and the others had already started preparing for the upcoming travel plans.

But since they still had to stay at the hotel, everyone chose tourist spots accessible by public transportation.

For example, Fugyunggung on Metro Line 3 — that was the main palace of the ancient Joseon Dynasty.

It was a normally open tourist attraction.

Before setting off, Teacher Bai said seriously to the six contestants, "Make sure you stick together. If you fall behind, get to the nearest police station immediately."

"Uh... Teacher, if we fall behind, we can just wait at the entrance of the attraction. We don't know Korean anyway — how would we know where the police station is?"

One contestant couldn't help saying.

"Right, and in Korea, they probably don't call it a police station, do they?" Wang Jie added.

"Alright, alright, then just wait at the entrance. Anyway, stick close behind us."

Teacher Bai wanted to show the contestants the world, but like a mother hen, she worried they might run into trouble.

Lin Mo didn't really care.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Shuye was looking at the plan Song Junhe had sent over.

None of this had been notified to Yanhuang Awakening. First, to reduce the risk of leaks. Second, Lin Mo felt it wasn't necessary — being on foreign soil, there was a limit to what Yanhuang Awakening could do from afar anyway.

Weapons and gear were meaningless in this context; Lin Mo already carried his equipment on him anyway.

Just make sure Dongfang Shuye didn't die.

Damn! Who's the bodyguard here, really?

Since it wasn't the morning rush hour, the subway wasn't particularly crowded.

There were about a dozen of them in the group, with some support staff staying back at the hotel.

Those who went out were mainly Teacher Bai and the contestants.

Aside from Teacher Bai, the other support staff could speak Korean and doubled as translators.

The Korean subway didn't look all that different from China's subway. It just seemed a bit older.

Probably because the subway had been built much earlier.

In comparison, the 2013 Guangzhou Metro was much newer-looking.

After all, Guangzhou's metro could be considered top-tier among all subways in China.

The group soon arrived at Fugyunggung.

Everyone there had been to the Forbidden City, so when they stood at the gates of Fugyunggung, they could barely hold back their laughter.

Can this even be compared to the Forbidden City? Are you kidding me?

"Huh? This is it?"

"Honestly... it's not that impressive."

"How about... we skip it?"

"Well, since we're here, let's just go in and take a look."

Sure enough, they were Chinese — that one phrase held everyone in place, no matter where they were.

So everyone paid the two-thousand-won entrance fee and went in.

Not long after, they all walked out looking thoroughly unimpressed.

"Nothing interesting. How about we go find some food? It's not like there's anything special here anyway." Wang Jie wiped his forehead and finally couldn't help making the suggestion.

Clearly, everyone was pretty disappointed with these attractions.

Wang Jie's suggestion was supported by everyone.

So they headed to the famous Gwangjang Market in Seoul, where they heard there were lots of delicious street snacks.

And then came even more disappointment.

After all, back at the training base, even if it wasn't a feast of exotic delicacies, at least it wasn't a repeated round of kimchi and pickled sides.

Gimbap and such.

For anything with meat, you had to go for BBQ or fried chicken.

Teacher Bai was middle-aged and didn't really enjoy that kind of BBQ or fried chicken.

So everyone just grabbed a quick bite and decided to head back.

The younger ones did enjoy the fried chicken, to be honest.

But eating too much of that stuff wrecked your mouth too.

Eventually, by early afternoon, Lin Mo and the others went straight back to the hotel.

They'd simply lost interest in Seoul.

Besides, they weren't the type to take photos for memories.

Staying at the hotel felt more relaxing anyway.

Inside the hotel, Dongfang Shuye sat on the sofa, sipping a bottled tea drink.

The biggest gain from that outing was for Dongfang Shuye — because he'd found the drink he was craving.

It was actually an imported product in Korea, costing a lot more than back home.

But Dongfang Shuye loved that stuff, so he'd spent a good chunk of money buying several bottles — enough to last him until he left Korea.

"Hey, aren't you afraid tonight might be a trap?" Dongfang Shuye asked.

"What trap?"

"What if the Super Youth Corps and the Divine Eye Bureau set up a trap? That could be a huge problem."

"Not a trap exactly, but we definitely need to be ready to face enemies from both sides."

As he said this, Lin Mo raised his hand and sent a talisman into Dongfang Shuye's body.

If Dongfang Shuye died right in front of him, that would be quite embarrassing.

"What was that?" Dongfang Shuye checked himself over, but felt no change.

"A protective charm. It can probably block one or two fatal attacks for you."

"Hey, that's not bad." Dongfang Shuye didn't feel anything special, but he trusted Lin Mo's word.

The full plan for tonight had already been sent to him.

In the Super Youth Corps' plan, all those dirty bombs would be recovered and dismantled by the Korean side, because any one of them exploding on home soil would cause massive fallout.

Especially in Seoul, the most densely populated city in Korea.

The one actually carrying out the operation would also be the Super Youth Corps — but pretending to be Yanhuang Awakening.

Why did they invite Lin Mo and the others? Really, it was to firmly make it look like Yanhuang Awakening was responsible.

That way, the Super Youth Corps wouldn't take the blame.

Of course, that was the Super Youth Corps' own idea.

As for Lin Mo, his thought was actually simple: neutralize the dirty bombs. The process didn't matter.

Dongfang Shuye glanced at Lin Mo and could already tell what he was thinking.

But he didn't try to persuade him either.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Lin Mo's doppelganger followed Song Junhe to the headquarters of the Super Youth Corps.

"Is the Super Youth Corps this flashy?" Lin Mo asked.

"Well, it's a superpower organization the government spent big money to establish. Besides, superhumans all have their own temperament — especially natural awakeners like you."

With that, Song Junhe led Lin Mo upstairs.

The elevator required a fingerprint scan to use.

That meant many floors held different secrets.

But those secrets stopped being secrets the moment Lin Mo stepped in.

If you asked what the Super Youth Corps headquarters looked like, Lin Mo would definitely bring up a movie called Men in Black.

That headquarters in Men in Black had a similar feel to the Super Youth Corps' headquarters.

Except here, there were no aliens, and not even many people.

Two pretty girls at the front desk saw Song Junhe and immediately stood up, greeting him politely: "Hello, Executive Song."

Song Junhe pointed at one of the girls.

"Arrange the onboarding paperwork for him, then take him around to pick up his combat uniform and gear."

After saying that, Song Junhe turned to Lin Mo.

"Follow her. She'll walk you through the onboarding process. I'll go pick up some things for you. Once you're officially registered, you'll be my partner."