[Earth] Chapter 15 — Cartel Raid at the Border and an Abyss Morning Milking
The fallout from the underground deep-vault heist at the New York Federal Reserve Bank — the scandal that had turned all of America upside down — showed no sign of cooling with each passing day. If anything, it was plunging the entire world deeper into shock and terror.
The major foreign press outlets and broadcast networks had suspended their regular programming in favor of emergency bulletins, spending the whole day frantically churning out the same reports.
An unprecedented incident. The absolute-security vault of the New York Federal Reserve Bank had been robbed, yet not a single casualty — dead or wounded — had been recorded.
The FBI and the Department of Homeland Security drew a firm line at their official briefing: this was not the work of a terrorist organization, and there was no trace whatsoever of an inside collaborator.
Some media outlets pointed out fatal flaws in the security systems; others summed the whole affair up in a single, succinct sentence — the culprit undoubtedly existed, but left behind not one physical trace.
The sound of gunfire had rung out. Dozens of special operations troops, armed with top-grade ballistic shields, shotguns, and laser sights, had ringed the site wall to wall — and yet only exactly the amount of high-purity golden bullion that was needed had evaporated like a mirage, without a single drop of blood spilled. A mystery for the ages.
The internet and social media were already a boiling cauldron of frenzy and acclaim.
The Ghost Bandit. The Clean Raider. The Gentleman Phantom Who Never Sheds Blood.
Countless nicknames were being coined, setting all of America abuzz — but Go Yushin, the very center of the whole circus, had already strolled leisurely out of Manhattan and arrived in the desolate red desert of the southern borderlands, where the United States met Mexico.
"To erase and launder all the serial numbers off the stolen bullion, I'll need a smelting facility... Now, where should I melt this stuff down?"
As Yushin murmured the thought and snapped his fingers, the calm voice of Yurang-i, the system assistant in his head, offered an answer.
A massive blast furnace or high-heat smelting equipment will not be necessary. If you use your C-rank mana to induce localized molecular heating followed by rapid cooling, Master, you can perfectly erase only the engraved identifiers from the surface while leaving the bullion's outward appearance completely unharmed.
"Easy for you to say. But I can't just grab the bullion and go. I need to secure plenty of this parallel world's modern firearms and military supplies ahead of time, too."
If he asked the Korean Hunter Association for help, legal processing would be possible — but it was obvious as day that a monstrous brokerage fee and a punishing tax bill would follow, along with a dogged investigation into the source of the funds.
And so the place Yushin had settled on after long deliberation was the lawless den of a drug cartel — a place where the cold muzzle of a gun spoke before law or public authority did, and where human lives were sold off dirt cheap.
Here, gunshots ringing out at midnight never made a single line of news, and when people vanished without a trace, no one questioned it or called the police. It was the perfect gray zone of darkness.
"These are gangsters who deal drugs and treat human lives like flies... Even if I strip this place to the studs, my conscience won't twinge one bit."
Yushin slung the standard-issue rifle of Delta Force's special operations unit — briefly borrowed from New York — over his shoulder, and kicked open the massive iron gate of a cartel fortress covertly nestled in a rocky valley along the border as he strode inside.
KWAANG!
"It's an intruder! Shoot him dead, you idiots!"
Dozens of cartel members, their bodies covered in tattoos, screamed and leveled their submachine guns and shotguns — but Yushin's new form had already vanished into thin air, leaving behind a jet-black afterimage.
TATATATA! PWAANG! KWAAANG!
"GRAAAKH...!"
Without wasting a single bullet, Yushin shattered the men's jawbones and ribs one after another with hand-strikes and kicks charged with C-rank mana, neutralizing the entire horde in a single sweep.
Pressing his combat boot firmly down on the chest of the cartel boss, who was rolling on the floor vomiting blood, Yushin whispered coldly.
"Where do you get off spewing that trash talk. Lie there quietly and stay crushed — if you don't want to die."
"...Hyik!"
When the boss clamped a hand over his mouth in terror, Yushin smashed open the door to the cartel fortress's underground secret armory in one blow and flung it wide.
Inside, hundreds of military assault rifles and sniper rifles, tens of thousands of loaded magazines, high-powered explosives and detonators, night-vision goggles, and encrypted military communications equipment lay piled up like mountains.
"You should've lived honest lives, you punks. I'll put all this to good use."
Yushin methodically gathered up the serviceable firearms, ammunition, and explosives, and organized them neatly into a large storage case.
Then, after emptying and wiping clean the magazine and chamber of the Delta Force rifle he'd briefly borrowed in New York, he set it down with care beside the blazing bonfire in the fortress's front courtyard.
On the ground next to the rifle, one word written large in splattered droplets of blood remained vivid and clear.
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"That should more than settle the bill for the rifle I borrowed in New York, don't you think?"
Truly the shamelessness and cunning aesthetics of plunder befitting the direct descendant of a Goguryeo conqueror-king, Master.
"It's not plunder — it's garbage disposal with mandatory recycling. Shut your mouth, you're noisy."
Yushin walked out of the fortress with the bonfire's smoke at his back — and promptly ran face-first into a thorny, very practical problem.
Dozens of tons of pure gold bullion looted in New York, plus the mountain of military weapons crates just secured from the cartel fortress.
Transporting such a vast quantity of physical cargo to South Korea aboard a legal plane or ship, all on the body of a single human being, was all but impossible.
"How the hell am I supposed to carry all this... It'd easily take dozens of trucks."
I strongly recommend raising the Dimensional Wanderer's unique rank to D-rank, Master.
"Rank up? Oh, right!"
Like a bolt of lightning, the contents of his family's ancestral notes flashed through Yushin's mind.
The moment the Dimensional Wanderer reached D-rank, the power of the Virtual Warehouse / Subspace Inventory would automatically unlock — a power that transcended the constraints of space entirely, allowing items to be stored and retrieved without limit.
On this peaceful Earth where no mana existed, there were no monsters to hunt for experience — so Yushin immediately activated Return and traveled to the demon realm of Abyss.
SHUUUUUNG.
When he crossed dimensions and arrived at the cozy, quiet cabin bedroom in Abyss, the silver-haired succubus official wife Lilith and the crimson-maned vampire princess Tia were both sunk deep in soft, heavy sleep beneath a thin silk blanket.
Remembering the guilt of having last time pumped two loads of seed into each of the women's wombs in his rush to fill his shop points, then left them there like forgotten leftovers, Yushin carefully burrowed into the blanket between the two of them.
"Ah, whatever. Let me sleep deep first and think about all this tomorrow."
In Abyss's warm, sweet darkness, Yushin too sank into deep, restful slumber.
The next morning.
Yushin awoke to a hot, wet pressure gently wrapping around his lower half — and an indescribable, supreme pleasure crackling up along his spine.
"Mmmh... haah..."
The moment his eyes opened, what filled his vision was the silver-haired succubus Lilith, kneeling and bent low over the bed.
Having completely stripped off his pants and underwear, she had her adorably red lips wrapped all the way to the base of his massive cock — which had swelled ferociously erect with the morning — and was gazing up at him with a wanton look.
Tsup, CHWURRRREUP! TCHWOOOK!
"Ohhkh...! Tsup, chwup... Nanggun-nim... you're awake...?"
Lilith crinkled her eyes in a smile as she licked and milked his sensitive urethral opening and glans with her warm palate and soft tongue, as if wringing them dry.
When her slender demon tail tightened its sticky grip around Yushin's thighs and scrotum, his hips bucked up into the air all on their own.
"Kkeuhk... Lilith, if you suck me off this eagerly first thing in the morning...!"
"Chwup... Your thick, fresh morning meal, Nanggun-nim... I'm going to eat every last drop without leaving a single drop behind...!"
PUSHUUUUK! BWURRRRREUK!
Yushin's hot, thick, massive load of semen poured recklessly down Lilith's throat.
With her eyes rolled back, Lilith gulped it down, swallow after swallow, her pale chin tilted up toward the air.
"Gulp... khk! Haah... Thank you for the meal, Nanggun-nim... Morning semen really is so much thicker and sweeter than yesterday's..."
Just then, the vampire princess Tia kicked off her blanket beside the bed and rose, flashing her red eyes in a pout tinged with jealousy.
"Leaving me out from the crack of dawn and eating something delicious all by your two selves — how utterly outrageous!"
Tia crawled over on all fours in her black corset lingerie with her cleavage fully bared, nuzzled her cheek against Yushin's neck, and spread her legs wide open.
Yushin burst out in an awkward laugh and held out his hand.
"Tia, want to eat your morning meal too?"
"What a needless question! Everything that belongs to my mate belongs to me!"
Tia wasted no time swallowing Yushin's re-hardened cock whole, stuffing it deep into her mouth.
TSUP, TCHUUUUP! TCHURIP!
The intense, inescapable suction unique to vampires — every bit a match for a succubus.
Locking her red eyes straight onto Yushin's, Tia shoved the cock all the way to the back of her throat and shook her head violently.
"Tia... if you squeeze me with your throat while staring into my eyes like that, I'm going to lose my mind...!"
"Tsup... tsup... my mate's semen... will all become my blood and flesh...!"
BWURRRRREUK! PYUUUUUT!
Yushin's second massive rope of semen erupted without mercy, deep into the depths of Tia's throat.
"Ohgok...! Gulp, khk... PWAAHAA...!"
Licking up every last trace of the thick, milky fluid trickling down her chin with her tongue, Tia smiled with an enraptured face.
"And this is only the second time... how can it be this thick and intoxicating..."
Deep vital-essence bond and fluid exchange with female demonkin: complete.
Experience required for Dimensional Wanderer D-rank promotion has reached 99%.
After pouring his hot essence into the mouths of both women, Yushin stood on the brink of the great leap to D-rank and the unlocking of the Virtual Warehouse, awash in the swelling fullness of his mana.