Chapter Index

    Inside the 80-inch TV hanging on the wall.

    -This is the Hojeong Square in front of the Haeguneul headquarters building. With an estimated 2,000 people crowded together…

    A reporter with a serious expression holds the microphone and explains to the camera, lowering his voice for a moment.

    -Awake the sunshade that commits blood-selling! Wake up!

    -Capitalist mosquitoes who swelled their bellies by sucking the blood of young children! All those mosquitoes must die!

    -Have you made a better living by selling your blood?

    Near the Haeshaune headquarters.

    Protesters wearing red headbands are screaming wildly towards the Haeshaune headquarters building.

    -My child died during surgery due to lack of blood! But what?! They were stealing blood and selling it?! You guys killed it!!

    Starting with the bitter cry of a woman with a blood clot in her neck, the condemnation of Sunshade continues.

    -…As criticism continues over the blood-selling practice at Haeguneul Hospital, the number of protesters is expected to increase over time….

    “Tsk.”

    Chairman Ho-Jeong Choi, who moved to a location other than Haeguneul’s headquarters, the Haeguneul Ulsan branch, clicked his tongue at the large-scale protests taking place in Busan.

    “Foolish people. You don’t know anything, but you just listen to what the crooks say and then come out and scream.”

    The chairman turned off the TV.

    The noise of the protests, which had been noisy a moment ago, suddenly became quiet, and the chairman tapped on his tablet and ate the persimmon in front of him.

    “It’s not that we did anything by selling the blood, but we used all that money to benefit the consumers…”

    “Shall we hold a discount event?”

    In response to the female secretary’s cautious question, Chairman Choi Ho-jeong pointed to the protesters on the TV screen for a long time.

    “We will order a large-scale discount event to franchise affiliates, mainly in Busan.”

    “If there is a discount, who will take responsibility for the money?”

    “Under the slogan of running with franchisees, we will instruct franchisees to temporarily increase the settlement burden ratio for franchisees for discount event items.”

    “That’s good. Let’s proceed right away.”

    With a word from the chairman, extraordinary discount events will begin at food and beverage franchise stores, including Haegeuneul Cafe.

    “If there are people who say that the sales settlement burden is high, do you know that store?”

    ” Since this is something special for only the boss, I will get your confirmation not to tell anyone else and then write a separate contract. ”

    “Okay. Then later, they said they needed to remodel the interior…”

    “We will increase the self-payment ratio of franchise owners.”

    “Good.”

    Consumers will be surprised at the discounted price and ask, ‘What’s going on?’, and franchise owners will have to do a lot of work due to the influx of people, but sales will not increase much compared to the intensity of labor.

    “And send a few food trucks near the protesters. Take off all our logos. If you lower the quality a bit more than what you normally use, they won’t notice.”

    “You’re taking advantage of the protesters’ empty stomach. You can’t go somewhere to eat while protesting. I will carry out your instructions.”

    “Yes, yes. I like it because you have a brilliant mind.”

    “…Because he is a talented person.”

    The female secretary smiled bitterly and lowered her head.

    “It’s not even up to the directors yet. I just apologize that I can’t do anything about the things that make the Chairman uncomfortable.”

    “It’s okay. You are doing your job just by passing on my instructions to those below you.”

    The chairman sat down in his chair and closed his eyes.

    “How long do you think the protests will last?”

    “I think it will last at least a week. Unless there are other issues, it seems like it will be a hot topic for a while.”

    “It’s an issue….”

    The chairman stroked his beard and was in agony.

    “Well, aren’t there any psychopaths among our PMC kids? I think it would be good to be a senior in high school.”

    “What are you going to do?”

    “The college entrance exam is not far away so I’m trying to study, but I wish there was a psychopath who slaughters the protesters, saying he can’t study because the protesters are noisy.”

    “…….”

    The female secretary just fiddled with the Taegeuk watch without saying anything.

    “If possible, I would like him to be a quiet and gloomy person in the class, not a guy who looks like ‘I’m crazy’.”

    “Would it be okay to make him a villain who commits indiscriminate massacre due to stress?”

    “Okay. If high school seniors relieve their stress by saying they can’t study because they’re noisy, then the protesters will die quietly. Then it would be good to disperse.”

    She seemed to be looking for something in the database with an expressionless face, without any sign of disdain for the chairman’s words.

    “…If you are that kind of person, unfortunately, we do not have it in Korea.”

    “Not in Korea. So does that mean it exists abroad?”

    “Yes. ‘Nosferatu’. I am currently flying from Switzerland to Korea due to the news that I can no longer receive blood.”

    The chairman’s face hardened.

    “You’re out of your mind. Even after seeing Bathory go into genloss, they still follow you? Are you confident?”

    It’s not because they say another customer called Nosferatu is coming to Korea, but because they’re worried that Nosferatu might end up like Bathory.

    “Unlike Bathory, that guy is sponsored by us, isn’t he? If I remember correctly, I believe he is still ‘collaborating’ with us?”

    “Although he is a bloodthirsty person, I think he does it because he thinks he is confident in his skills. After all, he is a ‘real S-rank’, higher than the reader.”

    Nosferatu Vlad Chepeş.

    “Switzerland ranks first. Experts say that he has at least the combat power of a fighting god.”

    “Is it at investment trust level?…”

    Like Bathory, he is a blood technician who can control blood, and his ability level is S-class, which is much higher than Bathory’s.

    “That guy, it’s definitely him, right? Over there, the Cheonan cat killer.”

    “Yes. This is the person who killed stray cats by skewering them on iron skewers.”

    Like Bathory, he fled from Korea and settled in Switzerland, but he is a stronger and crueler villain than Bathory.

    The one who even won against Armored King Taejo when he was in Korea.

    In Korea, such a person’s records have disappeared and he is recorded as a villain behind the database, but in Switzerland, he is a hero who escaped from Korean oppression and came into exile.

    “Anyway, I don’t think there’s any reason to lift that heavy butt. If it comes because of blood…”

    “I think I’m coming to confirm the rumors.”

    “Rumors?”

    “That person used to be a member of ‘Monsters’ and may have come to catch the fake Fenrir created by the organization.”

    “Are you talking about the time you formed a concept team before going into exile?”

    “Yes. They were a group of highly skilled people who created a team with different concepts of beasts, villains, and monsters. Fenrir was the captain of the team, and Chepeş was a member of the unit.”

    “…I wish we could kill each other.”

    The chairman covered his face with one hand.

    “I hope the two of you fight and die in two, or three, or four. All the goblin fakes, Taejo fakes, and even Fenrir fakes.”

    His sparkling eyes between his spread fingers were full of anger and irritation.

    “You have to know the identity of those guys to be able to proceed with other businesses without a hitch, but because of those guys, all other businesses have now come to an all-stop. You know how severe the damage is.”

    “If the bundle of cash that can be used for emergency injection disappears, the impact will definitely begin to be visible. Because the reservoir may eventually dry up.”

    “Ha, damn it. First, let’s create a new sales channel using Chepeshu. Blood selling is illegal, but when people start wanting it, the laws all change.”

    The chairman grabbed the ancient gold coin on the desk with greedy eyes.

    “It would be good to spread information to people. They say Korean blood is money. Right now, the government is preventing the sale of blood, so they are promoting it on a large scale, saying that if you collect blood and sell it overseas, there will be people who buy it. Then it becomes legal, not illegal, and we become pioneers.”

    An ancient coin said to have been discovered in Golden Township by those pioneering the American continent in the past.

    It was the most precious treasure to Chairman Choi Ho-jeong, and he held on to that coin like his life.

    “It’s okay. Because there are still a lot of blood pockets. First of all-”

    Beep beep.

    The chairman’s Taegeuk watch rang.

    The chairman answered the emergency call with a stern expression.

    “What’s going on?”

    [Meeting, Chairman! Fire in Hwanghae!!]

    “If there was a fire in Hwanghae-do, firefighters would go and put out the fire…”

    Moment.

    “…Is there a fire in the basement?”

    [yes…!]

    The chairman sensed something and approached the wall.

    Kwa-euang!

    I swung my fist at the wall.

    “Ah, damn it…!”

    “Chairman!”

    Blood began to leak out from his hand, and the chairman gritted his teeth and held on to the bleeding hand.

    “This is another decision!!”

    * * *

    [You ride well.]

    “No problem. Someone is continuously supplying oxygen.”

    South of Hwanghae-do.

    After crossing the DMZ, the location moved west from Kaesong closer to the sea.

    It is a wide field with nothing around, but fireworks are burning brightly in the field.

    [Hyeon Se-rin. It’s troublesome when people die. It may be different for each person, but they are all people in a world where society will rule.]

    “I don’t really care about that, do you? If he cares, he will use it.”

    Hyun Se-rin pointed to a young gentleman in a fedora standing behind him.

    “Isn’t it? S+ level reader?”

    “…….”

    “People are hissing it out right before the World Cup, but when the S+ level is newly established, you will be the person right below it. The peak of S class, Mr. Black Taejo.”

    “…….”

    Black Taejo touched his slightly tanned bangs and pouted his lips curtly.

    “Serin’s sister-in-law. Armored Taejo, are you coming from Busan now?”

    “Yes. Why?”

    “That. Even if I just stab you with a knife, your sister-in-law won’t really be in pain, right?”

    “…It won’t hurt because it’s not linked to pain.”

    “Then.”

    King Taejo gritted his teeth and sharpened the tip of his golden staff.

    “I will stab Armored King Taejo and heal his injuries.”

    [If Armored Taejo retires, who will play in the World Cup?]

    “…The World Cup will go on. It would be fair to say that I became a little more mature after being stabbed and falling down. As much as Black Taejo.”

    [It looks like he wants to kill Armored Taejo somehow.]

    Everyone wants to erase dark history.

    Especially if you are a person with special abilities whose forgetting does not work as well as ordinary humans.

    so that.

    If you don’t really want to see this scene you’ll see from now on, it might be better not to see it…

    [It’s coming out.]

    A plain with nothing.

    Rattling!

    The ground opened as if a manhole cover was opening, or as if doors were opening in various places.

    [The real blood bags of the sunshade.]

    And inside, unidentified people began to escape in a hurry.

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