Ch.230Chapter 9. Hey, Ugly Korean (5)

Everything Korean is great.

This is the core philosophy created by the god who made this world, or rather, the original author when creating the world within this novel.

A setting where Korea becomes great, and the whole world is immersed in Korean nationalism.

Naturally, the Korean Wave spreads throughout the world, and Korean culture becomes known everywhere.

It would be wonderful if only the good aspects spread, but reality isn’t like that.

“The Sanctuary of God is controlled by the military… By the way, are you sure no one else can hear this?”

“Yes. I guarantee it. For example…”

“Help me!! There’s a villain here!!”

Yoon Hye-ra suddenly screamed.

The taxi driver, Rai Chai, was startled by Yoon Hye-ra’s sudden outburst.

But the restaurant remained completely quiet.

The staff paid us no attention, merely glancing at Rai Chai who nearly jumped up in surprise, before returning to their work.

“Huh, huff… You scared me. It certainly seems like no one noticed. Seeing how nobody reacted to the word ‘villain.’ Whew.”

Rai Chai wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue.

I thought he might use a wet towel, but fortunately, he maintained at least basic manners in Yoon Hye-ra’s presence.

“Then I’ll continue, believing we’re safe. That island, after the Great Cataclysm, is now controlled by the military. It’s managed by one of the military generals, General Lungkat Phungthai, as a division commander.”

“Lungkat Phungthai?”

“Though not an ability user, he’s publicly known as the ‘Red Wolf.’ He even asks to be called Red Wolf at official events, so Thai people all refer to him as Red Wolf or the ‘Red Wolf General.'”

“Red Wolf General…”

Yoon Hye-ra and I looked at Nguyen.

“Do you know him well?”

“Yes. He’s highly respected in the military. He has close ties with the political party and is the Prime Minister’s right-hand man. At the same time…”

Nguyen looked at Rai Chai, then spoke with a grave expression, as if having made up his mind.

“He’s planning to make Kosian youths serve mandatory military service to gain support from pure-blooded Thais.”

“What? My, is that true?”

“Yes. He’s arranging for pure-blooded Thais to avoid military service through the lottery system and replacing them with Kosians.”

“To gain votes… tsk tsk.”

“Rather than that, he’s probably planning to use the Kosian units to mass-produce ability users.”

Both men turned their attention to Yoon Hye-ra after her comment.

“They want to use Kosians with strong Korean blood to reproduce ability users.”

“My, what a statement, treating people like livestock…”

“Oh my. Driver, don’t you think that’s exactly what’s happening?”

Rai Chai fell silent at Yoon Hye-ra’s retort.

As a former journalist, he must have heard something about this and seen the darker side of society.

“Humans can easily become demons by throwing away just a bit of their humanity in pursuit of desire. If ability users physically transform into demons, then humans wearing human masks commit acts worse than demons.”

“But miss, you’re suggesting they would use Kosian units to… women…”

“It’s happening all over the world. Well, those who don’t know might not be aware.”

Nguyen turned pale, and Rai Chai sighed deeply, as if finding it difficult to speak.

“Even the Sanctuary of God that the driver is reluctant to enter is like that, right?”

“…That’s right. Though the young guide here looks quite uncomfortable, I’ll tell you exactly what I’ve heard. Of course, this is just ‘hearsay.’ According to rumors, criminals are sent to the Sanctuary of God.”

Rai Chai began speaking in an expressionless face and emotionless voice, as if reading a newspaper article.

“Those who have committed serious crimes domestically, or foreigners who can disappear without causing diplomatic issues. People whose disappearances can be dismissed with a ‘we’re doing our best’ letter from the Foreign Ministry when someone requests a search. Such people are sent to the Sanctuary of God.”

“That’s impossible. There aren’t any prisons or jails there…”

“My, young man, you’re truly naive. Just lock them in abandoned buildings with shackles, prevent them from leaving, and manage them—that’s a prison.”

“……”

Nguyen fell silent, and Rai Chai looked at him with a bitter smile.

“Someone who dramatically escaped from there said it was an island of slaves. The ‘god’ in the Sanctuary of God doesn’t refer to the prisoners but to the island’s owner, his acquaintances, and the powerful.”

“What happens on the island?”

“Everything, except one thing.”

Rai Chai picked up a piece of cilantro garnish from his rice noodles with his chopsticks.

“That man said he worked on a cilantro farm. There’s an underground concrete space spanning tens of thousands of pyeong where they grow this cilantro.”

“…Not marijuana?”

“They probably grow that too. But he and others grew cilantro. Probably because someone has a disgusting love for cilantro.”

“……”

“Seems like someone has an idea. Hehe. I didn’t mention any names.”

As he said this, Rai Chai wrote ‘LA+’ in the air, and I nodded.

“You know? My, my. The more I hear, the more I feel like I’m in a spy movie. Um, by any chance.”

Rai Chai lowered his voice as he looked at me.

“Are you a National Intelligence Service agent? Is this Korean VJ Notebook thing just a cover identity?”

“If you’re suspicious of our identities, you can stop here. What you’ve told us so far is enough.”

“No. Hehe, since we’ve come this far, a man should go all the way. I once went into Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region and came back.”

Rai Chai was a bolder man than I expected.

“Hye-ra, did you contact him knowing this?”

“…I just picked a non-smoking driver based on intuition.”

“Hohoho, then this is what you call ‘fate.’ Or destiny.”

Considering that a randomly chosen person turned out to be a former journalist willing to cooperate with us despite not knowing our identities, this might indeed be destiny.

Perhaps it’s divine guidance to help Nguyen, who called us, face reality and for us to more thoroughly understand and overturn the reality of this land.

“Anyway, whether ordered by that cilantro addict or not, there’s a large-scale cilantro farm in the Sanctuary of God. By the way, there’s not a single woman on that island. There’s no reason for women to be there, and they shouldn’t be there.”

“But there were women in the van we followed. Kosians. They…”

“They’re collaborators. People who bring slaves into the Sanctuary of God. It’s awkward to say with the young lady present, but…”

“Men whose brains are in their lower bodies will have different thoughts just from a woman’s perfume. Not realizing it’s a ploy to put a slave collar around their necks.”

“Wow, the young lady is the toughest one here. That’s right. The Kosian girls are just bait. They catch anyone, regardless of gender.”

Rai Chai brought his hands together, then moved them apart.

“One group goes to the Sanctuary of God. Another group is sent to a different island. That island is also managed by Red Wolf, even more strictly than the Sanctuary of God.”

“Where is it? That place?”

“Hehe. Why? Planning to raid it?”

“We won’t be raiding it.”

I gestured to Nguyen to calm down, then pointed at Rai Chai’s hand.

“We can’t carelessly disturb the Island of Succubi. We’ll infiltrate secretly, achieve our objective, and slip out quietly.”

“…Are you really a National Intelligence Service agent?”

“I’m not, but I think it’s more impressive that you know even that much, Mr. Rai Chai.”

“Ahem. Well, taxi drivers hear all sorts of things. Anyway, if you know that much, I might as well tell you everything I know.”

Rai Chai lightly flicked the table with his finger.

“Those who go to the Island of Succubi are Korean men and women. For women, nationality doesn’t matter. Why? Because they only need to send Korean men to the Island of Succubi.”

“They’re being selective.”

“That’s right. Inside are succubi ready to squeeze every drop of Korean genes. While it’s impossible to enter Korea due to strict management, it’s easy to tempt those who willingly leave the protection of Korean heroes for pleasure and entertainment.”

“And such people came over intending to fall into temptation from the beginning.”

“If they’re coming for debauchery and pleasure anyway, they’re being invited as VVIPs. The success rate is higher when the act occurs in a mentally stable state rather than through forced abduction.”

If you ask how I knew, I’d answer: statistics.

Twenty-five years is a considerably long time for humanity to accumulate sufficient data in that area.

“Hehe. Now that you know, what will you do? Go in yourselves? Unfortunately, I can’t help you that far. In movies, they drive people in or get them in through connections, but I’m not at that level.”

“What you’ve told us is enough. We can handle the rest by moving from the hotel ourselves.”

“…Hoho. If that’s the case. So my role ends with taking you three back to the hotel?”

“For now.”

I took out a prepared USB from my inner pocket.

“Check it on an offline personal PC with all data turned off. If it’s connected online, the USB will explode.”

“…This really is like a movie.”

“After viewing the data, just connect to the internet. The data will be deleted immediately once connected. You won’t be traced or anything.”

“Hmm. So you’re asking me to just remember what’s in here…”

“Someday.”

I indicated Nguyen with my eyes.

“When the time seems right, spread information about him. Whether you pick up the pen again or tell passengers in your taxi. I’ll leave that to you, Mr. Rai Chai.”

“…A weighty responsibility. Then let me ask one thing. You who know about the Sanctuary of God and the Island of Succubi, what exactly are you trying to do? Ah, if you don’t want to say, that’s fine. Just tell me what you can tell an ordinary taxi driver.”

Yoon Hye-ra and I turned our gaze to Nguyen, who closed his eyes briefly before speaking.

“I may not be trying to change the country dramatically, though I hope it changes, but I can tell you this one thing for certain. The first thing I can do, what I want to do.”

Nguyen’s large eyes sparkled.

“I will eliminate all human farms in this country and bring all those involved to justice.”

“…There will be those who can’t be judged by this country’s laws.”

“In that case.”

For such times.

“There are fixers for that.”

That’s why I came.