I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 423
After returning to the restaurant, we spent the remaining time chatting.
Unfortunately, Grandfather had a prior engagement and left early.
The main topic of conversation was the RK-99. After coming to terms with the shocking news that a room-temperature, ambient-pressure superconductor had been developed, everyone started brainstorming various ideas while envisioning the group's rosy future.
Once that wrapped up, the praise for me began.
“It’s a tremendous achievement that will completely change the future and history of humanity. Soon, Muyeol should have an award named after him.”
“Definitely, what Muyeol did by creating the RK-99 will probably be regarded as humanity’s most important invention for at least a thousand years after the war. And at the same time, the bizarre incident where he tried to make bread out of brass, copper, and lead will be remembered as an equally fitting story. That might even make his name last longer.”
“...Please don’t shorten it like that to ‘brass-copper-lead bread.’ I wasn’t in my right mind back then.”
“Seona, you say some strange things sometimes. Why would you even bring that up? When announcing externally, only the good stuff should be highlighted.”
“Every story needs balance. Without some counterweight, it becomes one-sided and dull. In that regard, the brass-copper-lead bread is actually great material for the story.”
“What on earth are you talking about...?”
All sorts of topics came up.
They said we should prepare a biography for when the RK-99 is announced later, build a university named after me, and a whole range of other ideas that made the table quite lively.
The surprising thing was that every idea they proposed was feasible.
At Koryo Group, which holds hegemony over Asia, nothing is impossible. If they want to, they can do anything.
An award requiring tremendous honor and prestige would surely come into existence, too. Considering the invention of a room-temperature, ambient-pressure superconductor alone is enough, and combining that with Koryo Group’s wealth and power would create an unrivaled prize—at least within Asia.
‘They might really make an award named after me.’
Like the Nobel Prize in Europe, they’d set up a foundation and hold a grand ceremony once a year to award it worldwide.
Of course, the inaugural recipient would be me, the creator of RK-99.
‘Should I also create a literary award? It’d be fun if Minji-ah wrote erotic novels and won the Muyeol Literary Prize.’
Of course, I have no real intention of doing that...
But it does sound pretty entertaining.
‘...Wait, that’s actually not bad?’
Public awards obviously can’t be explicit, but internally, it probably wouldn’t matter.
After all, they already use names like “Jotjiphoe” and “Jotjip Association,” so awarding an erotic novel prize internally is definitely possible.
‘Good. Wait and see, Minji-ah. I’ll make you the world’s best erotic novelist.’
I haven’t been in touch much lately, and it’s been a while since I asked for erotic novels, so it’s about time to start training her.
“Since the award will bear Muyeol’s name, shouldn’t the prize money be at least in the trillion won range?”
“Unnie, don’t you have any sense of money? A trillion as prize money is way too much~.”
“But it’s Muyeol’s name.”
“I get that a hundred times over, but still, a trillion is too extreme. About ten billion would be enough.”
“Ten billion is too little. It should be at least a hundred billion.”
Go Hayoung and Go Min-young had already begun planning the award and were discussing concrete prize amounts.
‘A trillion is a bit much.’
Even if my name is on it, a trillion in prize money...
My family basically throws around trillions like pocket change because Koryo Group rules Asia, but ordinary people still laugh and cry over amounts in the tens of millions of won.
Prize money in the trillions? Sure, it °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° could create massive attention and significance, but is it really an appropriate amount?
“A hundred billion is also a lot. Wouldn’t about fifty billion be more reasonable? Even that amount is unprecedented in human history. It’s an annual award, and that’s a lot of money.”
“Since it’s an award commemorating the development of the room-temperature, ambient-pressure superconductor, and considering the prestige of the Go family and Muyeol’s name, a hundred billion seems fine to me. I agree on a hundred billion.”
“Even Seona agrees? Hmm~, well, a hundred billion is...”
The prize money for the tentative “Muyeol Award” was decided.
The inaugural recipient (me) would receive a staggering one hundred billion won, with an annual increase reflecting inflation. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
Assuming about 7% inflation, the next year’s prize would be 107 billion won.
Funding would come from contributions by each Koryo Group subsidiary, and Prestige would handle operations.
‘They’re planning this damn fast.’
In barely over ten minutes at the table, they went from the award’s structure to prize money, recipient criteria, funding, and operation—all executed at lightning speed.
‘Is this the power of the three vice presidents...?’
Even without Grandfather, the chairman, they have this much drive. Impressive.
“How about the biography? Should we include drugs?”
“That’s a bit much.”
“That’s not a bad story. Let’s make it a museum. For Muyeol, drugs aren’t necessarily a bad factor. Overcoming addiction to highly addictive drugs creates a redemption narrative. For a while, he was lost in drugs, but then discovered himself trying to make bread out of brass, copper, and lead, had an awakening, entered university, diligently balanced studies and work, and finally developed the RK-99.”
Go Hayoung and Go Min-young listened with puzzled looks.
“...Isn’t that story a bit off? RK-99 actually came out when he was trying to make brass-copper-lead bread.”
Seriously.
It’s not bread, I’m telling you...
“The plausibility is too low. What kind of person thinks about grinding brass, copper, and lead, mixing it, and baking it to eat?”
“That’s true.”
“And the story isn’t clean either. That’s why it’s just the trigger for awakening. It’s the catalyst that led Muyeol to overcome drugs.”
Go Seona started laying out the story like a screenwriter.
Listening to her made me feel like I had become an unprecedented great figure in human history.
Well, I did bring RK-99 into the world, so it’s not entirely wrong.
‘By the way... she talks way too much.’
Go Seona was pouring out words endlessly.
Even now, she’s narrating my heavily dramatized life story, almost composing an epic saga. If I keep listening, my ears might start bleeding.
‘I think what I’ve heard in this one minute is more than all the conversations we had in the past year combined.’
I always thought she was stoic, gave short answers, and was calm, but once she opens her mouth, she talks like a waterfall.
She truly is the embodiment of Go Seonyul’s mother...!
“Let’s make a city named after Muyeol.”
“Hmm. We could build the museum there.”
“Umm... it’s getting a bit embarrassing, can we stop now? The museum is a bit much...”
“Why? This is such an incredible achievement! We should at least make a city.”
Well, I’m grateful, but if they hype me up like this, I won’t be able to face anyone...
Besides, it’s still a long way before RK-99 is revealed to the public. Won’t it take at least a year?
“Thank you for your suggestions, aunts, but cities and such should come after the award is properly established. Isn’t it still far off before RK-99 is announced?”
“That’s right. From Militaris’ perspective, we want at least five years. That way, all weapon systems can be rebuilt based on RK-99.”
“Five years? That’s way too long. Muyeol will die waiting.”
“He won’t die from that.”
“We’re prioritizing development of exclusive aircraft for the Knights of One, so within one to two years, the core forces will be reorganized.”
The Knights of One are the Go family’s personal knights.
Girls like Baek Seol are among them. Sometimes called the Knights of One, it literally means the Go family’s knight order.
I personally have fifteen personal knights, and with the fifteen I got from Go Minji, I’m commanding thirty. So for the vice presidents, there are probably hundreds.
“I’ll talk to Dad when he comes.”
We continued discussing related topics.
Since the RK-99 was truly shocking, everyone was genuinely serious about creating things named after me, and countless ideas poured out.
Later, someone even suggested creating a region named after me near Northern Manchuria.
Not a city, but a region—like Gyeonggi-do or Gangwon-do.
“Vice President Go Min-young, Vice President Go Hayoung, Vice President Go Seona,”
While the conversation was in full swing, Director Jung approached.
“The three American families have arrived at the palace.”
“...!”
The three American... families?
‘Gasp, they’ve finally come...?!’
My white horses!
“...So those Amco bitches are here.”
“Ah, those thieving bitches~?”
“...”
No,
we haven’t even done anything yet...?
Why are they already being treated like thieves...?
