Alt title:The Ballad of Go Gunhee and the Walking Meme
Scene:The interrogation is over, or rather, abandoned. Woo Jin-Chul has accepted that Deadpool isn't lying—he's just completely unhinged and somehow real.
With no aura, no mana signature, and regeneration that breaks every known rule, there's only one person who might have the authority—or patience—to deal with him:
Go Gunhee.
Cut to: Hunter Association HQ – Private OfficeThe old man, calm and composed, sits behind a massive desk, sipping tea, reading files. He's tired, still recovering from the stress of recent events. But when Woo enters with that look?
Gunhee: "Something worse than a gate, I presume."
Woo: "Sir... we found someone. He's not a Hunter. But... he's not normal either."
Gunhee: "And you brought him here?"
Woo: "He insisted. Also he escaped the handcuffs. Twice."
The door opens. Deadpool walks in, grinning. Still in full gear, still holding the toothbrush.
"Ooooh. Big boss energy. I like it. Chairman Go Gunhee, right? I read your Wiki. Hell of a career. Shame about the whole 'frost demon murdering you' thing in, what, two chapters from now?"
Gunhee narrows his eyes.
"What?"
"Oh, sorry. Spoilers."
Woo facepalms. Gunhee sighs.
Gunhee: "Sit."
Deadpool drops into the chair, spins it, then poses like he's doing an interview with Oprah.
"Alright, G-Gunz. Let's talk multiverse. I'm from Earth. Another Earth. With aliens. Mutants. And so many superheroes, we had to start killing half of them off just to keep the movies short."
Gunhee doesn't flinch. Just studies him.
"And now you're here."
"Yup. Nexus system slapped me into this manga like I owed it rent."
Gunhee exchanges a look with Woo. Then back to Deadpool.
"You said you have no magic, no system—except for the one you see?"
"Yep. Solo Leveling mechanics. Pop-up windows. Quests. Levels. Got my own private RPG party, and I'm the only one invited."
"Can you fight?"
Deadpool shrugs.
"I took out a bunch of ogres. Sliced through an A-rank boss. Regrew an arm. Got this dope toothbrush. So... yeah. I'm kind of a big deal."
Gunhee sits back. Thinking. Measuring. Then:
"We'll run a test. Just to confirm everything."
Deadpool throws up his hands.
"Finally! I've been asking for a training montage since Chapter 3."
Gunhee's gaze hardens slightly.
"Be ready. This world is about to change. And I don't know if you're a gift—or a warning."
Deadpool salutes.
"Can I be both?"
Cut to:Outside, a test chamber is being prepped. Deadpool is stretching, cracking his neck, talking to literally no one.
Gunhee watches from above. Quietly. As if sensing the end is near. The Frost Monarch is days away. But now there's this red-suited wildcard dropped into the story like a glitch in the script.
Gunhee: "Whatever you are… I hope you're on our side."