The Crazy Villain Regains His Sanity

Episode 379:

The spark of conversation ended without dying out.

It was a confrontation between Choi Jun-ho, who did not understand the minimum sense of ethics, and a researcher who was trying to maintain the line at all costs.

When Choi Jun-ho returned, leaving a message to think more carefully, angry gazes gathered in front of James Reed.

“There are so many things involved in this research. “It’s probably better not to accept it.”

“Ballmer is right. “This research is beyond what we can handle.”

“It’s nothing else, it’s a biological experiment! “This is beyond the laws of heaven!”

Choi Jun-ho’s last words remained deep in their minds.

James Reed dropped a comment here.

“So, let’s quit this research? Are you digging into the source of the gift rather than anything else?”

“….”

They became mute.

Regardless of what bothered them, what Choi Jun-ho presented was enough to shake their hearts.

“It’s true that Junho needs our help. But they don’t absolutely need our help. There are many excellent talents in this country. “Even if it takes more time, research can be carried out as much as you want.”

Yes, Choi Jun-ho needs them, but it is not absolute.

He has already learned something of his own. It just requires work to theorize it, but it can be replaced as long as a smart researcher supports it.

Everyone acknowledged James Reed’s words, but Eric Clarkson refuted them.

“But it is true that good is necessary. “If we engage in research regardless of circumstances, how are we any different from the league?”

“That’s right, you have to set a line on this. Otherwise, I don’t know how far I will go.”

“If it becomes known to the outside world that it was a biological experiment…”

Doctored bodybuilders were worried about the coming repercussions and were nervous.

James Reed, who was quietly watching the scene, smiled and opened his mouth.

“Everyone has a misunderstanding.”

My friends’ eyes gathered together.

“We already conducted a biological experiment on Junho. “You couldn’t have forgotten it, right?”

“That’s…”

“…”

Eric Clarkson was about to argue, but closed his mouth. It was the same with other friends.

They had already conducted many experiments with Choi Jun-ho while researching gift ego.

That too can be called a biological experiment.

It’s just that Choi Jun-ho, who was the test subject, seemed fine and didn’t feel anything.

“Just because Junho is strong does not deny that it was a biological experiment. “We crossed the line a long time ago.”

It’s just that each person is denying that fact and pretending not to know.

“James is right. “It’s strange to view Junho and other awakened people with different standards.”

“So let’s cross the line?”

“Once you’ve already crossed the line, the next step is easy.”

Christensen, who simply blocked Ballmer’s rebuttal, looked at James Reed and said:

“Instead, we need a way to make sense. “Because of this, I can’t fully concentrate on my research.”

“That’s not wrong either.”

James Reed expressed sympathy with Christensen’s intervention.

As they were world-class minds, the lines they each set were strict. The results they achieved were solid enough to be overlooked as an accomplice.

“Then let’s talk about where we can reach an agreement. “Once that’s resolved, you’ll want to do all this research, right?”

“yes.”

“I also want to know how gifts occur.”

“If we solve this… the world will change.”

Everyone expressed sympathy.

It is absolutely unthinkable to pass up a golden opportunity to access secrets that no one has been able to uncover.

“Then let’s decide on a line.”

* * *

“Serrat!”

A group of awakened people occupied three directions and narrowed the siege at every moment.

However, the one being chased succeeds in leisurely evading the pursuit by digging into the gaps in the siege they have constructed, as if watching a child play a game.

I chased him persistently several times, but I was never able to stop the man’s swift movements.

“Kihi! Kihihi! “You’re going to chase me at that slug-like speed?”

His eyes flashed with ridicule as he completely escaped the siege.

The appearance was so bizarre that it could be compared to a demon from a novel.

Ultimately, the chase team failed to chase the man.

“It’s pretty good this time too.”

Kazuo Yamada, Japan’s named monkfish.

He is a villain active in Saitama Prefecture, Japan, who has committed a whopping 227 crimes over the past three years.

It is no exaggeration to say that dozens of crimes among them were so bizarre that they shocked the Japanese archipelago.

The estimated level was a whopping 7, and efforts were being made in Japan to the extent of forming a special chase team to capture Kazuo Yamada.

However, Kazuo Yamada was leisurely avoiding the chase as if laughing and increasing the number of crimes.

His movements were too intelligent to be simply a blood-drunk villain.

His eyes, stained with madness, repeatedly returned to their original state, but the time was very short.

“Which one should I eat next?…”

Kazuo Yamada, who was trying to move to the hiding place and look for the next target, could no longer move as if his feet were stuck on the ground.

I got goosebumps all over my body.

It was as if they were screaming and clamoring not to move any further.

This experience. I’ve tried it before.

Although I have left now, I felt so intimidated when I saw Hwanwol Nakayama.

No, it wasn’t like this.

The unimaginable pressure goes beyond Nakayama.

He rolled his eyes weakly and saw a young man wearing black night clothes standing in front of him.

The eyes turned towards him with no emotions on his face, it was like he was evaluating an ‘object’ rather than looking at a fellow human being.

“Are you Kazuo Yamada?”

“Who are you…”

“You don’t need to know that. “Just answer what I say.”

“…right. Why did you come to me? “Did the Minister of Awakening send you?”

“Was the rumor that it was the dog owned by the Minister of Awakening true?”

“…!”

“I’m not really curious, so it doesn’t matter.”

“Tsk!”

Kazuo Yamada’s expression became grim as his hidden identity was revealed.

Even that didn’t last long. The momentum radiating from the opponent simply erased his own momentum.

“How…”

“Even if your dog barks, he will become servile in front of you. This might be useful. “Is it possible to get some of the gifts by consuming them?”

Kazuo Yamada was shocked. The opponent immediately saw through his ‘predation’ gift.

Fear quickly spread throughout my body. It was an opponent he could never defeat.

Who on earth is this guy?

No, there is only one superhuman like this.

“It can’t be helped because it starts off simple.”

“Seriously, a head breaker?”

Instead of answering, the man immediately reached in front of him and stretched out his hand as if erasing space.

Kazuo Yamada, who barely reacted, swatted away the man’s hand and tried to escape by buying time with the poison hidden in his other sleeve.

But the very act of throwing away the hand was a failure. The man’s hand broke his wrist, then his elbow, and finally his neck was held by the other hand.

Quadddddd!

As the thought of dying without moving took over my mind, the hand holding my neck lost its strength.

“Oh right. If you break your neck, you die. “I should have survived, but I almost made a mistake.”

A disconnection of consciousness from him.

When Kazuo Yamada opened his eyes again, what he saw was a dark laboratory where he could not distinguish the location.

* * *

Unlike Korea, where named villains were eradicated, named villains would appear in Japan and China whenever they were bored.

Those who committed crimes took advantage of the loosened state control and roamed all over the country, claiming that their area of activity was narrow.

Although they were a nuisance to the governments of each country, they were excellent experiments for me.

I caught fresh test subjects in Shanghai or near Tokyo and returned.

Since they are villains who brought harm to the world anyway, no one will be sad if they suddenly disappear.

Rather, he must have been happy to meet the owner and die. From the citizens’ perspective, it’s good that the named villain disappears, and I can secure a fresh test subject, so it’s a good development for both sides.

The first one captured in Shanghai was called the Heavenly Yin Emperor, and he slaughtered countless people with a unique gift called Yin Gong.

He said he was exploring the end of sound, but he did that research by killing people.

Even when we were confronting him, he seemed to be quite polite, so I had high hopes for him.

“You’re weaker than I thought.”

After being captured, he became pessimistic about his situation and committed suicide.

He was a guy with no obsession with life.

It was disappointing because the awakened person’s obsession with life was also an important element of the experiment.

But there’s no point in having any more regrets over someone who’s already dead.

The remaining one was a guy called Agwi, who seemed to be related to the Japanese Minister of Awakening, but that had nothing to do with me.

When Cheonyinje died, the doctor’s bodybuilders had a bad look on their faces, but since I didn’t kill them, there was no further reaction.

So I immediately started experimenting with anglerfish.

After recalling the image of Cheon-eum-je committing suicide using his gift, he decided to take action first.

“This is also possible if you neutralize the enemy.”

I reached out to the chest of the incapacitated anglerfish.

“Oops! Wow! Kwaaaa!”

“…!”

As soon as my hand went inside, the anglerfish screamed and the slimy man and the doctors looked at me in horror.

Instead of reacting, I quietly concentrated on the sensation of my fingertips. As I gained instant death and understood the principles of the gift, I came to find a way to plunge enemies who could not resist at all into the abyss.

His gift, ‘Predation’, was a pretty good gift, but I wasn’t interested in it because it was a deterioration that was dozens of levels lower than blood feeding.

After about 3 minutes, when I pulled out my hand from the anglerfish’s chest, there was a white core in my hand. The core, which was covered in red blood and emitting white light, gave off a surprisingly beautiful light.

As if he sensed something was unusual, the man grabbed hold of me and asked me questions.

“Joo Jun-ho! What is it? “How did you do it?”

“Gift Core.”

“Gift Core? Then this person’s gift is now….”

“It was removed because of me.”

However, as seen in the case of Berserker, as research progresses, even lost gifts may be able to be revived.

“It’s made so you can’t do anything else.”

“…I think it would actually make you feel more despair.”

“It’s none of my business.”

When I winked, the little man nodded and began the experiment in earnest.

Even though it is a biological experiment, it is not something grand. Since this was a study on gifts, we were checking the changes that occur when the gift is activated for each awakened person and the areas where the load is applied.

Naturally, it was difficult to recommend this to other awakened people. So, I decided to measure it first, and then the Zolaman and the doctors also measured it to build basic data, and then compare it with the villains I brought in.

When I finished the series, I wanted to dispose of it, but the doctors and doctors were reluctant to do so.

The surest way was to kill them, but since this was the final Maginot Line, it was not recommended.

These guys really take a lot of work.

Instead, there is another way.

It’s a hassle to clean up afterward, but it’s the next surest method.

After completing all the experiments, I placed my hand on Kazuo Yamada’s head and immediately started brainwashing him.

“That’s it!”

The guy who came to his senses for a moment tried to resist, but soon his eyes went blank and he was reduced to an idiot.

Please note that no information was extracted.

I don’t have that much curiosity about him.

“Let’s throw it near where he disappeared.”

If I throw it away and find it, they will realize it was me, so I plan to leave it where I brought it.

Then, Japan will arrest them and publicize it as a meritorious achievement.

This would be a way that would satisfy everyone.

Eric Clarkson, who was quietly watching the scene, whispered to Zolaman.

“…If you’re going to do that, wouldn’t it be better to kill you?”

“….”

Zolaman was silent.

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