Chapter 179

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 179

Chapter Title: Pussy Scientist's Indoctrination

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The Pussy Scientist plugged the USB I handed her into her personal research computer and quickly skimmed through the contents.

"...The research logs are in Korean?"

"Ah, that. Um, I'll translate it for you right now."

"...A-And these videos... ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠U-Ugh... Um, M-Master, no way... You didn't... perform live experiments on these people yourself, did you...? ...H-How many... Gasp... Over a thousand...?!"

'Hmm? Already over a thousand? Huh, I must've crossed that mark without realizing while doing experiments whenever I got bored resting on the 4th floor of the Tower.'

She stared at me with a look of sheer terror.

Her expression was like gazing into the abyss of darkness itself.

I felt the need to reassure her.

"Pussy Scientist Slave. That's something you don't need to 'ever' worry about. Right?"

"......"

She hung her head low and stayed silent for a long while.

Her shoulders trembled faintly, a clear sign of the fear she felt toward me.

"Not gonna answer?"

I grabbed her chin and lifted her face to meet my eyes.

She trembled violently, forcing out words through her terrified expression.

"...Y-Yes... ...I-I won't... worry about it..."

I smiled in satisfaction.

But then I felt a warm sensation from below, accompanied by a pungent smell. Turns out the Pussy Scientist Slave had pissed herself.

I lifted her from the chair and took her to the shower room together.

When a Pussy Slave got this scared and intimidated by me, sex was truly the best solution.

I showered with the scientist pussy, washing her while thrusting my massive cock into her pussy.

"Ha-ut, ha-eut...♡ Heut, haaang...!"

Whenever I was around, she was always half in heat, so I shoved my cock into her perpetually wet pussy hole.

The warm, moist pink pussy flesh wrapped around my massive cock, making me feel great.

Since I used it so much and even activated the expansion pleasure function, it no longer had that virgin tightness from before, but in exchange, the chewy, thick pussy walls felt just as good, gripping me perfectly.

As the timing for ejaculation approached, I turned on the aphrodisiac & narcotic function and slightly increased the intensity.

'Gotta make sure this bitch can never betray me.'

The Pussy Scientist Slave had plunged into fear after seeing the videos of my human experiments.

And given her personality—originally the righteous heroine type—her true nature was kind and just.

So she might label my actions as evil and secretly betray me or try to run away.

'Gotta corrupt her thoroughly to prevent that.'

I adjusted the dosage to just the right, potent level and unleashed my aphrodisiac & narcotic semen deep inside her pussy.

"Heu-wook...♡ Ha-ut, ha-euang, a-ut...♡ Higueut...!"

She was already addicted to my aphrodisiac & narcotic semen, but this stronger dose overlaid an even thicker layer.

In other words, it was like fitting her with sturdier, heavier shackles—or binding her with even stronger chains.

"Feels good in your pussy, right?"

"...Y-Yes, yesss...♡ Ha-ut, aaang...! Ut, ...F-Feels so good...♡"

"You're gonna spend your whole life with me doing these feel-good things. Sounds good?"

"Heut, f-forever...♡ ...Y-Yes, yesss... G-Good...♡"

"Then forget everything else and just think about you and me. Got it? Just focus on the research I assigned you. Do it diligently—that's all. You bear no responsibility. Because you're my Pussy Slave. Slaves are tools that just obey their Master's orders. They don't think. Right?"

"...Yesss... R-Right... I'm a Pussy Slave, so I just... Ut...♡ need to follow Master's orders... Heu-ut...♡"

"Exactly. You're not at fault. You're just my personal flesh toilet ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sex slave and tool. Just obey my words, do exactly as I say, and listen only to me. Got it?"

"Yess...♡ Master...♡"

Using my aphrodisiac & narcotic cock powers, I kept implanting hypnotic brainwashing like "You're a tool. You're not at fault. It's my orders." This way, she'd feel no guilt even about the inhumane experiments.

With the continuous orgasms from her pussy and the absolution I granted, she gradually stopped questioning the research I assigned.

Things had gone smoothly.

I grinned and left the 5th floor of the Tower, returning to the 1st floor.

In my Subspace Storage were the ten military drones the Scientist Pussy Slave had diligently upgraded, along with the controllers and various screens and sensors.

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The drones she upgraded were combat-ready military models, perfect for dropping grenades or bombs on zombie clusters from above.

"Wow! Master! I took out over 20 in one go!"

"Yeah, yeah. Good job."

And on top of that, they were even better suited for reconnaissance.

"Master! Survivor group spotted 2.5km to the southeast. Feels like they have a hideout nearby, judging by their movements. ...I did good spotting them, right?"

"Yeah, Seo-yeon. Mark it on the map for now. ...Oh, by the way, any women among them?"

Lately, I hadn't ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had any rough, intense sex like with Deul-bak, so I was craving something vigorous.

I asked casually, but Seo-yeon went quiet.

Normally, she'd tease with something like "Hehe, nothing like that~ Nope. Hee-hee."

"......"

Seo-yeon's expression turned strange.

Her eyes hesitated.

I sensed urgent movement behind me, so I whipped around. Hye-jeong and Hye-yeon were making X signs with their hands but hurriedly hid them when I turned.

'...These two?'

I took the drone controller and the laptop showing the drone camera feed from Seo-yeon.

Through the drone, I saw a group of four male survivors dragging a woman along.

Her looks were average... but not ugly either.

Just plain average? Meaning, with some heavy makeup, she'd be fuckable—worthy of my cock.

"Face and figure are average. Overall score... Hmm......"

Pussy Power was for relative evaluation of women's looks, but when deciding to rescue one, the comprehensive score mattered.

So the comprehensive score was key.

If it was low, I wouldn't bother looting... er, rescuing.

I started scoring her comprehensively out of 100 points, as usual.

'She's a woman, so +100 for having a pussy.

Face is average, so 0. Figure average, 0.

No glaring flaws, no deductions...

Total... 100 out of 100.'

Comprehensive score: 100/100.

Worth going to loot... no, rescue.

From today, I was her savior.

I decided so.

Because living in that shitty environment, getting under a guy like me—who blasts the AC in summer and feeds her whatever she wants—was salvation, what else?

"Hmm? Those guys... aren't they the ones from before?"

On the high-res feed from the drone's camera, I spotted the guys we'd run into when going to rescue Hye-yeon before.

The ones who approached me thinking I was special forces, then demanded my gun, nearly getting shot.

"Hmm...? Wait a sec. Why does it look like this woman... has ropes around her neck and hands, being dragged...? Hey, Seo-yeon, look at this. I'm not seeing things, right?"

"Where, where? Hold on... ...O-Oh, it's real? Rope around her neck and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠both hands... But this looks just like..."

"Yeah, sex slave. Straight-up rapebait. Look at that—the guys are giggling while groping her ass, and she's shuddering, collapsing in tears."

"...Y-Yeah... Sex slave."

"Sex slave? Lemme see too."

"Me too."

Hearing about a sex slave nearby, Hye-jeong and Hye-yeon crowded in curiously, poking their small, cute heads to peer at the screen I was watching.