I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 324

Go Min-young fidgeted with the RK-99 in her hands.

She had already seen it countless times, but even so, she was examining it again as if she couldn't believe the situation.

Then, she spoke in a heavy voice.

"Sometimes, as you live,"

Her voice had become noticeably colder.

"There are things that no matter how much you think about them, you just can't understand."

"..."

"Especially when dealing with advanced technology, inexplicable physical phenomena often occur."

She rolled the RK-99 relentlessly in her palm.

Then, at some point, she placed it upright on the table with a soft tok.

"Do you know what I do in those situations?"

"...No."

"First, I find someone who can explain the situation as clearly as possible. After all, I'm only human, and to understand, I need human language. I make that person confess everything they know, and I listen."

"..."

"And if I still don't understand,"

Swoosh.

Her gaze pierced through me.

I was suddenly acutely aware of just how sharp her eyes were.

"I do a Mind Scan."

"Ugh..."

"By processing the information obtained that way and converting it into data to be directly implanted into the brain, in most cases, I can understand it clearly. It's called information transplantation."

Surely, she's not planning to do that to me, right?

"...Are you saying you're going to crack open my brain right now?"

I «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» asked with a hint of unease and wariness, and she let out a small, amused chuckle.

The tension that had been subtly building up evaporated with that laugh.

"As if I would. Not to you, of all people... There's no way I'd do that, Muyeol. Humans have the right to free thought, don't they?"

"You scared me..."

"But, I do kind of want to..."

"Excuse me??"

"That's how ridiculous this situation is."

Please...

When you say stuff like that, it doesn't sound like a joke.

I'd appreciate it if you could hold back.

My heart is seriously pounding right now.

Perhaps reflecting my psychological state,

she changed the topic.

"You brought me to the lab, which means you're going to reproduce it directly, right?"

I quickly latched onto the new subject.

"That way, you'll be able to fully believe me, right?"

Reproduction.

Not just conducting an experiment with the existing material but starting from scratch to see if the same phenomenon can be recreated—that's what true reproduction means.

"Honestly, I thought you'd come a bit later, so I was in the middle of making a new one. I thought you'd at least come the day after tomorrow. By then, it would've been complete."

"As the head of Militaris, do you think there's anything more important to me than a superconductor? The moment I realized, I had to rush over."

Well...

The first thing you did when you arrived was have sex, though...

Ahem.

Swoosh.

Go Min-young stood up from her seat.

She must be eager to see the reproduction.

"You don't need to tell me the detailed recipe. I just want to roughly see the process of making it. Is that okay with you?"

She was being very considerate of me.

Honestly, she could've just taken it via Mind Scan, but she was asking for my permission instead.

This... is the power of love...!

"Of course."

I signaled to Baek Seol, and she brought over a large container.

It was a mixture I had prepared in advance for mass production.

Copper, lead, and sulfur, ground into powder and mixed according to the recipe... What should I call it? A dough?

Would it even be called a dough?

Anyway, this mixture needs to be baked, cooled, and then baked again according to the recipe, and that's how you get RK-99.

If you alter the ratios, you get derivatives like RK-77.

"You see that kiln over there? You just need to put the mixture in and bake it."

"...For how long?"

"Twelve hours each, three times."

"...That doesn’t take that long."

"And there's nothing to do in the meantime."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Our eyes met.

Whatever she was thinking, she flushed slightly and looked away, an oddly mischievous expression on her face.

"Now that I think about it... I remember something."

"?"

She suddenly started speaking out of nowhere.

"When you first visited our headquarters, Muyeol."

"..."

"I was lamenting about the ninth generation, and you casually asked me. If there was a room-temperature superconductor, how much would I be willing to pay for it?"

"Ah..."

"At that time, you already knew about RK-99, didn't you? You were thinking about this very moment..."

"Ahem."

Your memory is... needlessly sharp.

"Back then, I said that such things aren't bought with money—they're taken by force."

Hearing that, it felt like she was about to rob me of the recipe right now.

And yet, strangely enough, I didn't feel uneasy.

Is this... the power of trust?

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you know how shocked I was back then?"

"Huhu..."

She laughed along with me.

"And yet, in the end, you told me."

"Because it was you, Min-young." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

She must have been overjoyed to know that I trusted her so completely.

"My opinion hasn't changed. Things like that shouldn't be paid for—they should be seized by any means necessary."

"Ugh?"

"But since it's my dear Muyeol...."

She circled the table and approached me.

Then, with a hand filled with affection, she gently caressed my face.

"How much do you want? I'll give you anything you ask for."

She presented me with a blank check.

Along with her face, now dangerously close to mine, the words were both exhilarating and overwhelming. But I forced myself to remain calm.

"Well... It’s a superconductor, after all. But honestly, I don't really know either."

Was I being too blunt?

Perhaps. But without thinking, the words slipped out.

Taking advantage of the atmosphere, I pulled her into an embrace.

The feeling of her soft body in my arms was... pleasant.

"What do you think, Min-young?"

"Mm~?"

She smiled deeply.

It wasn't an evil smile.

More like a slightly mischievous one.

"Hmm? I don't know? The seller should set the price, right? Making the first offer is a bad habit."

"Hmm."

As I continued to deliberate, she leaned close to my ear and whispered, "How about Go Min-young as payment?"

Along with the absurdity of her words, a wave of excitement surged through me, and I hugged her even tighter.

"I already own Min-young. Can that be considered payment?"

"H-Huh...?"

She seemed slightly surprised, as if she hadn't expected that response.

Before she could react, I kissed her.

At first, she was caught off guard, but soon, she responded to my kiss.

After exchanging kisses for about a minute, I pulled away.

"Min-young, you're already my woman. My woman, my possession."

With a dazed look, she gazed up at me.

Her already wet face became even more lascivious.

Her tongue gliding over her lips appeared strikingly red.

And to think, just a few dozen minutes ago, we had been vigorously pounding at each other.

"Yeah... I'm Muyeol’s woman. Muyeol’s ♥."

"But it seems like you'll still need to pay for it?"

A lewd smile blossomed on her face.

After all that intense pounding earlier, she was already aroused again.

"Haa... ♥ Muyeol."

"Yes."

"Do you know? I really want to devour you right now."

"But you just ate a lot earlier, didn't you?"

"Again ♥."

This time, she was the one who initiated the kiss.

Once again, the atmosphere in the lab became heated.

****

Who knows how many times we had sex.

By the time evening rolled around, we finally started the actual reproduction process.

Not that it was anything complicated — all we had to do was divide the mixture into four portions, place each in the kiln, and set the temperature and timer.

After mixing it, the baking time was twelve hours, then another twelve hours.

With all that downtime in between, we naturally ended up spending that time...

"Aahhn...!"

...having sex.

Since Min-young had pushed all her work back for several days, using the excuse of "urgent priority tasks," she could fully concentrate on me.

As a result, it became a period of unparalleled intensity, where we both completely indulged in each other.

When Min-young eventually got too exhausted to continue, I would turn to Baek Seol or Kang Hye-young.

And Min-young, knowing full well what was going on, generously overlooked it.

No, sometimes, she even encouraged it.

She would watch me with Baek Seol and Kang Hye-young, panting and moaning, as if she were enjoying the spectacle.

‘As expected of Go Min-ji’s mother...! With this, the possibility of a group session is definitely within reach...!’

It was a level of generosity that was unimaginable to me.

If a woman I was with got involved with another man, I'd probably snap and break someone's skull open.

But the women of the Go family weren't like that.

No matter how many women I pounded or even if they watched it happen right in front of their eyes, they'd grumble a bit, but in the end, they'd join in.

And even that grumbling was mostly Go Min-ji.

Go Min-young didn't even complain verbally.

‘After all, it was Min-young who tossed Hye-young to me to "keep me occupied" when she was away.’

In many ways... she's a truly remarkable woman.

A true maman...!

Anyway, in that private space where no one else could enter, we indulged in a wild, nonstop sex marathon for what was now the beginning of the third day.

Finally, the timer for the RK-99 that Min-young and I had created went off.

Psssshh.

Baek Seol opened the kiln and pulled out the freshly baked RK-99 pieces.

One made by me, one by Min-young, and two spare ones made by Baek Seol and Kang Hye-young.

"This is... RK-99...!"

Even though she already had the sample I had given her, the one she made herself seemed to have a different impact.

Go Min-young stared at it, her face filled with awe.

"It's a magnet. I'll now demonstrate the Meissner effect."

"Without even cooling it?"

"The superconductivity in its solid state has already been confirmed. The critical temperature, however, has not yet been measured."

Baek Seol placed a magnet in front of each of us and began lifting the glowing red RK-99 pieces with her bare hands.

First up was the one I made.

It floated above the magnet smoothly.

"!!"

Next, Baek Seol placed her own piece on the magnet.

It also floated without issue.

And then, the ones made by Min-young and Kang Hye-young—both exhibited the Meissner effect flawlessly.

"A-Amazing...! How can something this simple... maintain superconductivity at such a high temperature?!"

"V-Vice President... The current average temperature is 103 degrees Celsius."

"!!"

"Not just room temperature... It's maintaining the Meissner effect at extreme heat...!"

Go Min-young and Kang Hye-young were both visibly shaken.

As the creator, it was truly a satisfying sight to behold.

"If it's this stable, could it... maybe maintain superconductivity even in liquid form?"

"Oh?"

And as expected of our Vice President of a mega-conglomerate, Go Min-young immediately suggested an intriguing idea.

Liquid superconductor?

I hadn't tested that yet...