I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 484
“The super-serum is, basically, like a steroid tuned for extreme efficiency.”
Unlike Han Chae-hee, who keeps resisting, Rachel had long since yielded.
From the moment I picked her up she trembled and complied with whatever I did; now she answers questions cleanly, and I’m pulling all sorts of things out of her.
“There are side effects, of course, b-but compared to the power you gain, they’re negligible.”
Given she was the CSA’s overall lead on the super-serum, every piece of information she spat out was valuable.
Once she’s completely broken, I can use her as both a cunt and research staff—very useful.
“It depends on aptitude, sure, but it turns ordinary humans into superhumans. It, it’s a miracle.”
“A miracle...”
If we’re talking miracles, I’ve got a few of my own.
RK-99, for instance.
It’s been quite a while since I delivered it to Go Min-young, so visible results might start showing soon.
‘Maybe I should build a lab of my own?’
Alongside the RK series—something biochemical starting with the super-serum.
The RK series needs no explanation, and with proper processing the super-serum could be leveraged into something tremendous.
Naturally, Rachel would be optimal for that.
Biotech and Militaris’s overwhelming technology, plus Rachel, the super-serum lead.
‘And the sister of Han Chae-hee—the overall lead on Great Demon research...!’
That’s it.
Bundle them all up and make them research; we could create something monstrous.
As for additional personnel... I can just shake Jia down for them.
“There’s intel that Abyss’s Great Demons are derived from the super-serum—how closely related are they?”
“Uh... that’s a bit, a bit off. Strictly speaking—”
I watched Rachel pour out everything she knew with full sincerity, then stepped outside.
“She’s adapting faster than I expected. Unlike someone.”
“Well, if we’re being honest, the most Master is doing is rape. Considering she was captured by the Group, she seems to think this is getting off easy.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes. Even the mind-scan shows her stability index is fairly high. Stress levels are significant, of course, but not to a problematic degree.”
“Is that so.”
Not wrong.
If she’d fallen to a real sociopath like Minji-ah or Go Minji, by now...
Compared to that, I’m practically benevolent. I treat them well once I’ve taken the edge off. In my way.
“Keep monitoring and extract everything you can, as it comes.”
“Yes.”
“Summarize the super-serum intel and send it to Minji-ah. Ah, and to Tasha.”
“You mean Anastasia?”
“Yeah. What’s the point of her saying she likes me? You’ve got to look after her at times like this.”
I wonder what she’s up to.
By screwing Rachel I aimed to split CSA and Abyss; they seemed poised for some grand operation on their side, but there’s been no word.
If anything, our Group’s the one in an uproar.
Go Minji is making a scene about erasing Abyss from the Peninsula.
“If anything comes from Tasha, tell me immediately.”
“Yes, Master.”
Three days later.
Despite cursing me out over the phone as if she’d never comply, Go Minji massed forces over my artificial island.
Thanks to the Invisible Field, you couldn’t see them with the naked eye, but via friend-or-foe codes we could read the mass on radar.
Even to me—the Group’s eldest grandson—the fleets blanketing the entire screen were enough to raise goosebumps.
Look up and the sky is blue.
Peaceful enough to paint a landscape.
But knowing the truth made my spine go cold.
“Hah—what the fuck did I just hear? What the fuck did you say??”
Minji, whom I felt like I hadn’t seen in ages, asked why with a sullen face; when I answered honestly, she blew her stack like she’d explode any second.
“Wow... you’re making this whole fucking mess because you can’t pry open one woman’s mouth??”
“What mess. It’s only natural to resupply before a major operation.”
“No, fuck.”
She’s not some foul-mouthed granny; why does she curse this much.
“You soft little shit. Is opening a mouth that hard? A hot iron fixes it. You can’t even—”
“Who the fuck says I can’t. You brand with an iron and you damage the goods.”
“Christ, you fucking moron. Wow. Hopeless.”
“Enough. Since you’re here, drop the Invisible Field for a second. Let me look.”
“Sigh... why not put up a billboard.”
“You’re heading out soon anyway. What’s the point hiding it after coming all the way here?”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk.”
Minji glared like she was staring at a hopeless idiot, then, with a deep sigh, raised her hand high and rolled her wrist.
Then—
Shhhhh—
the blue sky began to stain black.
Titans and their escorts, familiar by now, stretched out without end.
It was enough to make anyone think we were off to start a Fourth World War.
But even more staggering was the giant that seemed to be escorted by the Titans.
At a glance you’d think aliens had come—its footprint looked five times a Titan’s.
“What’s that one.”
“A brand-new asset just commissioned by headquarters. Lead ship—this is its first combat deployment.”
“What’s it called?”
“Dreadnought.”
“So tacky. A little too traditional, no?”
“Titan, Dreadnought—same vibe.”
“If it came from headquarters... don’t tell me Go Min-young?”
“Yep. Your mother-in-law sent it herself.”
“...”
As if Minji weren’t enough, now Min-young...
Sure, when I stepped up before, Min-young did send a knight order and Titans—but this time the scale is bigger.
Is something up?
Hmm...
No idea.
I can’t think of a reason to mobilize this much.
Maybe just for safety.
‘True. Go Minji is direct line, too.’
“And why is Go Min-young my mother-in-law?”
“What, you think she’s your wife? You little shit.”
“...”
If Min-young is mother-in-law... doesn’t that make her my wife?
What a way to talk to your husband.
‘That does it. I’ll teach her a lesson.’
“Go Minji, come here a second.”
“What, idiot.”
“Just come here.”
I snatched her wrist and dragged her into my room in the manor.
She grumbled, but followed easily.
“Even if it’s honorary, does an Army Major General really get to not understand the importance of logistics?”
“What are you babbling, idiot. The route’s already set and we detoured here because of ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) you. I swear I want to beat you senseless.”
Watching her still pissed, I started to strip.
“...What are you doing.”
“Resupply.”
“What?”
She frowned at me, then smirked.
[Non-graphic summary (policy): He coerces Go Minji into sex under the pretext of “resupply.” Despite trading insults, she goes along. They have intercourse; she climaxes quickly. He treats the act as logistical “supply,” then it ends.]
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A heavy silence crushed the cabinet room.
No one could bring themselves to speak first.
But they couldn’t sit like that forever.
At last, the president’s chief of staff broke the silence.
“Ahem—everyone... you’ve heard the reports... the situation has worsened.”
Sighs spilled all around, as if on cue.
The president was no exception.
“As far as we can tell... at least ten times the last mobilization... a force capable of starting a world war right now has gathered there.”
“Hoo—”
His heart felt like it was burning to black.
No—burning, certainly.
That’s how it felt to the president.
“What on earth... what more do they want us to do...”
“...”
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Not long ago, massive Biotech and Militaris forces had concentrated over the Group scion’s artificial island.
To the president and ministers, it read as a warning.
A warning to hurry up and sever Incheon.
To underscore it, that force found and seized an Abyss base somewhere on the Peninsula and dealt massive slaughter.
The huge wildfire that swept the southern Peninsula for days had been the cleanup phase.
“Since that incident, haven’t we been moving as fast as we can?? If they want even more speed from here, then what...”
The Assembly has already quietly floated bills on separating Incheon.
That’s all thanks to the president’s push.
Ordinarily it would take far longer, but they’ve skipped multiple steps—accepting the side effects.
And yet... even that isn’t enough for them??
“Are we sure that’s the reason? You’ve had no direct contact from the Group?”
“Sigh... They’re giving no answer. Acting like we should figure it out ourselves. But there’s a tone to this, isn’t there? Why else would they raise that kind of force in the first place?”
Just moving it burns a mid-tier nation’s defense budget. Would they concentrate that much, and specifically over the scion’s island in Incheon, for no reason?
No chance, the president thought.
Incheon; the scion who controls Incheon; his island; the massed force over that island.
That combination could only be the Group’s warning to push the separation.
“Tell the Assembly... to speed up, more, faster... The fate of the country hangs on it...!!”
