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    22. Now this is the center

    22. Now this is the center.

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    Name: Yu Eun

    Job: Emperor of the Cockhead

     

    Level 89

     

     

    HP 712,864,925,580

    Mana 669,589,878,141

     

    [Stats]

     

    Strength 20,981,914

    Agility 18,359,192

    Intelligence 11,802,314

    Luck 26,227,364

    Lust 7,128,647,596

    Stamina 6,695,897,124

    Charm 10,527,446

     

    Total Stats 13,912,442,950

     

    Sexiness Increase Rate 54325367%

    Elegance Increase Rate 76810248%

     

    Adjustment Increase Rate 1106%

     

     

    Critical Chance 712865313%

    Critical Damage 6695902335%

    Attack Speed 5%

     

    Attack Power 334,794,856,223

    Defense 356,431,879,785

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    These are my current stats.

    The story behind this is, after announcing the stat casino, I shot 1.3 billion stats to my wives, and they went all-in on sexiness, which is why my stats have become so grotesque.

     

     

    Before that, was it 2.7 billion? My total stats were around that much, but after my wives invested in sexiness, I gained over 10 billion stats like that.

     

     

    That’s what I said. Investing in my family is much better than investing in me!

     

     

    My women, including the maids, gain a percentage increase in ‘all stats’ every time they level up, and every time their main stats, sexiness and elegance, increase.

    But I don’t have anything like that.

     

     

    Stamina and lust stats only increase attack power and defense.

    If I want to get an ‘all stats’ bonus, my women’s sexiness and elegance stats have to increase.

     

     

     

     

    Anyway, that’s how I ended up like this, and just for reference, my normal attack damage is approximately 22.41 quadrillion.

    If I have any intention to harm, just a tap will inflict 22.41 quadrillion damage.

     

     

    If I write it out in numbers, it would be ‘22,417,536,596,807,300,000’.

     

     

    I guess it’s meaningless now…

     

     

     

     

     

    “Wow…this is beyond too much, it’s almost embarrassing….”

     

     

    Sora-nuna mumbled in a daze.

     

    Exploring dungeons or leveling up has become meaningless for us.

    The stat casino is the most broken skill and system I’ve ever experienced…

     

    No, this isn’t a scam. It’s just poorly made….

     

     

    “I asked earlier, and Sonya-ssi has also exceeded 35 billion attack power. And she hasn’t even done her second job advancement….”

    “I know, right? Should we just start a war and conquer the world?”

    “When are we going to the other world?”

    “Um…right.”

    That’s true, but since announcing the stat casino, calls have been pouring in from all directions, and a huge crowd of people has flocked to Gangnam, making me unnecessarily busy.

     

     

    I’ve been in contact with the President ajussi from the start, but besides him, there are prosecutors, police, the administration, various companies, agencies, and so on.

     

     

    It feels like every organization in South Korea is calling.

     

     

    And that’s not all.

     

     

    Calls are pouring in from overseas as well.

    Diplomats from each country, as well as presidents, dictators, and kings, are trying to get in touch somehow, to the point where the maids’ work is paralyzed.

     

     

     

     

    They’re saying various things, but in the end, what they’re saying boils down to one thing.

     

     

     

     

    ‘Do you sell stats for money?’

     

     

     

    If I were to sell them, it seems they’d be willing to buy them in large quantities at any cost.

    Especially national-level organizations, they’re just betting in the trillions from the start, asking me to sell them stats, but I unknowingly said I wouldn’t sell them for money.

     

     

    And there’s no need to sell them for money anyway. I have plenty of money.

     

     

    Either way, if people flock from all over the world, Gangnam will naturally become the center, and then I, the owner of Gangnam, can sit back and make money.

     

     

    “Yeah. Unless they pay with land. If a state in the US were to give me one, I might give them some.”

    “Isn’t a ‘state’ in the US bigger than our country?”

    “Much bigger.”

     

    Isn’t the area of the United States about 100 times that of our country? Since there are 52 states in the US, if I calculate the average, one state would fit about two South Koreas.

     

     

    “If they give me as much as one state, um…I could give them about 100 million.”

    It feels like a very small amount because of me and Henrietta…but it’s a huge amount. As I said before, 1 stat is traded for about 10 million won. That’s $10,000 USD. 100 million would be $10 trillion USD.

     

     

    If I were to hand over $10 trillion USD, or 12 quadrillion won worth of stats, for a large piece of land, wouldn’t that be an incredible deal?

     

     

     

     

    “More than that, Nuna, you seem to have gotten prettier? You’re getting prettier in real time.”

    “Huh? What’s this…sudden boner?”

     

    My nuna, pleased despite rolling her eyes at the sudden compliment.

     

    No, she really has gotten prettier.

    Well, her charm stat is increasing recklessly, so it’s only natural, but she really has gotten prettier. More than anything, she’s emitting a slight halo-like aura, it’s like I’m looking at a goddess.

     

     

    At first, passersby would all stare – honestly, this was the case even before – and the nunas themselves were uncomfortable, so I wondered if there was anything I could do, but the nighttime activities became so ecstatic that I just left it alone.

     

     

    “You have so many women, do you still want to do it with me?”

     

     

    She glances at me with a subtly seductive look. Ah. What I said without thinking has turned into horniness.

     

     

    “No…it was just a compliment.”

     

    Nuna giggled and laughed.

     

     

    “Oh, do you know what a bunny girl is?”

     

     

     

     

     

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    “Stop it.”

    “….”

     

     

    One of the mainstays of South Korean power.

     

     

    Min Yerin, summoned to the Seoul Central District Prosecutor’s Office, frowned in displeasure.

     

     

    To say that as soon as she arrived.

    It’s a sound she’s been hearing so much since forming the Dae Yu Eun team that she’s sick of it.

     

     

    A word that requires no reconsideration.

     

     

    “What are you talking about?”

     

     

    Knowing full well, she said that.

    It’s a minimal resistance.

     

     

    “Why are you asking when you know? Yu Eun, and the Harem Palace. Stop messing with them.”

    “…Are you saying that again?”

    “It’s not me this time.”

    “Then which assemblyman is it? Did he receive sexual favors from that human or something?”

     

    The chief prosecutor silently shook his head, then pointed upwards with his right index finger.

     

     

    “A little higher?”

    “…Is it a business conglomerate owner or something?”

    “The President.”

    “…!”

    “He contacted me directly, telling me not to touch them.”

    “The President contacted you directly?”

    “Yes. He knows you’re moving, so he told me to back off.”

    “Ha…this is crazy.”

    “Yeah. It’s crazy. But you saw it too, right? The stat bank or something. Or was it a casino, to be exact? The moment that came out, it was already out of our hands. Completely.”

    “A casino that wasn’t even permitted is illegal.”

    “So? What about it?”

    “That’s not the kind of reaction I’d expect from a chief prosecutor.”

     

    The chief prosecutor laughed in vain.

     

     

    “No, what am I supposed to do? Right now, the whole world is in a frenzy trying to contact them. Even the US, the President and the Federal Reserve are trying to get in touch somehow. What am I supposed to do in this situation? Hey. You’re not saying that without knowing, are you? Don’t turn a blind eye when you know everything. How much do you think we’d make just from the stat fees going back and forth around the world? We’re already the strongest in the world, think about the stats we’d get from there.”

     

    Min Yerin bit her lip silently.

     

    As if she didn’t know.

    Yu Eun is becoming more and more untouchable, even more so than before.

    To the point where even a single country, let alone the prosecution, can’t do anything about it.

     

     

    But that’s why she can’t back down even more.

    For justice.

    For the realization of a just society.

     

     

    “As a prosecutor, you should know that the world doesn’t move by right and wrong.”

     

     

     

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    The Dae Yu Eun team that Min Yerin had formed was eventually disbanded by the chief prosecutor.

    It was a team that had gathered prosecutors who were reasonably principled and competent, and they all worked enthusiastically, but to end like this. It’s truly disheartening.

     

     

    “Chief Prosecutor!”

     

    As she was sighing deeply while descending the high stairs of the magnificent building, a junior ran up to her.

     

     

    With a bright and cheerful smile, she quickly approached and bowed.

     

    “On days like this, isn’t this what we need? This.”

     

    She smiles, mimicking drinking with her index finger and thumb.

     

     

    “Oh. Are you going to treat?”

    “Eyy~”

     

    She boldly links arms with her, who is a chief prosecutor.

     

    “Of. Course! The Chief Prosecutor has to treat!”

    “Cheeky.”

     

    She sticks close, giggling.

    From the side, it’s a scene that could be mistaken for close sisters.

     

     

    “Okay. Where should we go?”

     

     

     

    Some might criticize a junior prosecutor for treating a chief prosecutor like this, but Min Yerin wasn’t that kind of superior.

     

    Besides, she felt like she needed to drink something to breathe on such a gloomy day.

     

     

    “Grade 1 Korean beef!!”

    “You want to go to an all-you-can-eat place?”

    “N-No, Korean beef, Korean beef!”

    “Yeah. All-you-can-eat.”

    “Eyy! You’re the Chief Prosecutor! Spend some money???”

    “Whatever.”

     

    She chuckled and finished descending the stairs, and the waiting driver opened the door.

     

     

    “Korean beef is a no-go. It’s expensive.”

    “Eing….”

    “Instead, I’ll buy you some beef.”

    “Wow! Chief Prosecutor, hooray!”

     

     

     

     

     

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    The place they arrived at was a fancy restaurant nearby.

     

    Beef is beef. It’s the steak that’s the problem.

     

     

    “Wow. This is my first time coming to a place like this.”

    “You wouldn’t be able to come. Ever.”

    “Ehh…what are you saying!”

     

    She puffs up her cheeks and protests at the joking words.

     

    She works hard, is cheerful, has good social skills…and most of all, she has principles.

     

    ‘We need more talented people like this in the prosecution.’

     

     

    The Dae Yu Eun team was dissolved, but it’s not all over yet.

    As long as she’s alive, and as long as she’s a prosecutor, her actions for justice will continue.

     

     

    The junior in front of her will be of great help to that ideal.

     

     

    “I’ll go to the restroom for a moment.”

    “Okay.”

     

     

     


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