Ch.227Chapter 9. Hey, Ugly Korean (2)
by fnovelpia
After a meteorite fell near Korea.
“Korea is now a blessed land! Children born in Korea become ability users!”
“What’s the ratio?”
“…At least 100 times higher than in Europe!”
“Then it’s settled! Let’s go to Korea!”
After statistical evidence showed that people living in Korea were more likely to give birth to ability users.
Many foreigners began coming to Korea on special trips.
From their perspective, it would be ideal if couples could come to Korea together and give birth to a child with abilities.
In reality, this would be similar to cases where people travel to the US to give birth and obtain American citizenship.
“Your visa has expired! You’re an illegal resident!”
“No! Just three more months and I can give birth!”
At least in this world, it was certain that spending ten months in Korea for childbirth dramatically increased the possibility of giving birth to an ability user.
Everyone confirmed the advantage of location.
But what about people, not just places?
“So if you have a child with a Korean, wouldn’t the child become an ability user?”
Such an absurd rumor began to spread.
“It’s not just the land, but the people have an influence too, right?”
“Come on, that’s ridiculous. Is the world showing favoritism toward Koreans?”
“Who knows. Maybe the god of this world has given everything to Korea.”
“…So if you marry a Korean and have a child, would they be more likely to become ability users even if they’re abroad?”
According to the wiki, this rumor began spreading around 2005, and it was revealed to be fact around 2007.
“Having a child with a Korean dramatically increases the probability of birthing an ability user!”
“Hispanic? European? That doesn’t matter anymore! Abilities are more important than skin color!”
“Asian? Who cares! As long as my child can become an ability user!!”
Not just the place, but the people were important too.
The longer someone lived in Korea—specifically, the more time they spent in Korea after the meteorite fell—the more likely they were to give birth to ability users.
“I’m conducting a social experiment. When ten Korean men impregnate women, how many ability users will be born? This is in LA’s Koreatown…”
“Hands up! FBI!”
“Waaah!!”
“Damn, were you conducting human experiments?! Holy shit! Wait, these children…”
“70% success rate!! Hahaha! My theory was correct! Listen! Tell the world! If you properly utilize Korean seed, you can give birth to ability users even in America!!”
There were many crazy people in the world.
Among those crazy people, the wealthy ones poured massive amounts of time and money into satisfying their curiosity.
And they achieved results.
“The longer someone lives in Korea, the higher the possibility of giving birth to ability users!!”
Was it simply luck?
Was it a coincidental result during the experiment, or the discovery of a new “principle” applicable to all humanity?
“Daughter. Who is the child’s father?”
“I-I’m sorry. I was with a Korean exchange student…”
“Where is that bastard?!”
“He went back to Korea. He probably doesn’t even know about it…”
“Damn, haa. Don’t think about leaving until you give birth! Damn, if I catch him I’ll… Wait, why was an ability user born?”
“…What should I do?”
“The child’s father is dead. You must never let the child know. Understand?”
Whether a blessing or a curse, the result was the latter.
As Korea’s status rose, Korean men traveling abroad for business or study loosened their belts carelessly, resulting in ability users being born all over the world.
The same applied when the genders were reversed.
Unlike men who only needed to plant their seed once, women who continuously carried a child in their womb while staying in Korea had an exponentially higher chance of giving birth to ability users.
Because of this:
“Korean women, seriously, don’t go abroad carelessly! This isn’t a joke, it’s genuinely dangerous!”
“Even traveling with two women is dangerous, so please, if you’re going to travel, go with an ability user guide from the Hero Association. Please.”
“Even men get kidnapped in this world, so why do you keep trying to go abroad? If you go abroad, at least don’t go to third-world countries!”
Going abroad became genuinely dangerous for Koreans, and they stopped traveling to foreign countries carelessly.
“Uncle Charles. My daughter says she wants to go to Paris, France to learn baking, and I’m worried.”
“Oh, Mrs. Jung. Don’t worry, I will teach her.”
“You, Charles?”
“I am this kind of person.”
“…Why is a master baker taking classes at our culinary academy?”
“Because Korean desserts are the best in the world!”
Going to Paris to study as a patissier?
In an era when professors from patisserie universities are enrolling in cooking academies to learn Korean culinary skills, why bother?
“The Earth revolves around the sun, and the world revolves around Korea.”
Instead of heliocentrism, “Korea-centrism” became the accepted theory.
“I’ll plant my seed. Ten million won per shot. Interested?”
“Take my money!”
Koreans, especially Korean men, were said to be marking their territory all over the world.
“Ugh, who are you people! Stealing my organs won’t do you any good!”
“I’m a sperm thief. Please give me your sperm.”
“…If you untie me, I’ll cooperate. Um, are we doing this without protection?”
“Yes.”
“Kyaaaah!!”
“But if you don’t produce an ability user, you die.”
“……”
Whether voluntary or involuntary, or even if it was forced by someone.
“Whether it’s probability or independent trials, all that matters is giving birth to ability users!”
Korean mixed-race children are abundant throughout the world.
Both those who are ability users and those who are not.
Regarding this world’s climate, a reader following my live stream left this comment:
“Just keep having more children.”
“1000 children born and only 3 are ability users? Lol, are Koreans some kind of pickup gacha?”
“Honestly, I’d rather try pulling for a 5-star pickup gacha than try for the probability of getting an execution sword lol”
…….
And in this world, I came to understand how non-ability user Korean mixed-race children are treated.
To put it bluntly:
They are “abandoned children.”
And there are those who exploit the emotions of these children:
They are Wijungcheoksa and Pandemonium.
* * *
“Students.”
I approached two uniformed schoolgirls and lowered my voice.
“How old are you?”
“……”
The two girls exchanged glances and smiled subtly.
Their thoughts were so transparent that it was somewhat bitter.
“We’re 20 years old. Right?”
“Yes. 20 years old. Adults.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Of course. How could we be doing this kind of work here if we weren’t adults? Right?”
“That’s true. If you weren’t adults and were doing this kind of work, that would be a big problem. Right?”
“……”
The two girls looked at each other again with ambiguous expressions.
They probably sensed that their assumptions were wrong.
“Did you approach me thinking I was that kind of man?”
“……”
“I’m sorry to disappoint, but I didn’t come alone. I’m traveling with my wife.”
“What?”
“Ah…”
The girls’ expressions changed immediately.
“What the hell. How annoying.”
“Acting like you were going to buy and then this. Tch. Let’s go.”
The foxes who had been eyeing their prey suddenly looked at me as if I were worthless, and left the place in irritation.
“Hey, oppa! Need a guide?”
“We can show you around! We can do it cheaply too!”
The two of them wandered around the airport and approached a group of men.
“Oppa, what are you doing?”
“I was watching how half-Korean people live.”
I pointed to the two Thai Kosians who had approached me earlier, as Yoon Hye-ra came out of the restroom after freshening up.
“Children who have no abilities and only inherited Korean blood—I was watching how they live.”
“They approached you, right?”
“Yeah.”
“…There shouldn’t be children like that.”
Yoon Hye-ra clicked her tongue as she watched the two girls flirting with the men.
“They probably want to go to Korea. At the very least, they want to find their fathers, or even live as illegal residents in Korea.”
“Children who aren’t welcomed anywhere.”
“Still, they can do something to survive on Korean soil. Better than here. They’d naturally prefer to live in a place with 8 S-class ability users rather than a place with none.”
Thailand has no S-class ability users.
They do have A-class, but those A-class are weaker than Ray Huang.
That’s why villains operate everywhere, and why these Kosians, who could be considered villain pawns, approached us as soon as we arrived at Phuket Airport.
“Did you find it in the bathroom?”
“Yes. There was a business card.”
Yoon Hye-ra discreetly handed me a piece of paper.
I checked the business card, making sure others couldn’t see.
“…’One shot, 100 million.’ Quite explicit.”
“If an ability user is born, what’s 100 million? For men, it’s just one quick act, and the organization tells them to take care of their body for 10 months, and if an ability user is born, it’s a jackpot.”
“……”
There are too many despicable people in the world.
It would be nice if villain executioners traveled around the world executing all villains, but there are circumstances and degrees to consider.
For instance, when killing a villain outright would cause many innocent people to suffer greatly.
“Hye-ra, is this organization run by the military?”
“Yes. It’s an underground organization operated by the military regime that recently took power. If it’s connected to Pandemonium, there’s a possibility they’re related.”
“If we were to uproot them…”
“This country would fall into chaos. If the military that’s maintaining what little order exists suddenly collapses. Then naturally, the Kosians managed by the military would… hehehe. It would be utter chaos.”
It’s not just Thailand, but the situation in this world’s Thailand is unspeakable.
To the extent that the military is covertly attempting genetic trading to obtain Korean men’s seed.
And they use fatherless children to approach people from Korea, to obtain the genes of Koreans who have spent a long time in Korea.
Under government direction.
Why?
Because ability user newborns are national power, weapons, and war machines in this era.
And:
A villain is someone who does what they want regardless of what the central government says.
“Excuse me.”
A handsome young man approached us.
“Are you from Ghost Republic?”
“Yes. And you are?”
“Pleased to meet you. I’m an A-class employee living here.”
The young man smiled broadly, showing his white teeth.
“My name is Nguyen Ong Bac.”
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