Chapter 271
Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 271
Chapter Title: Assault on Nanjing
"Try starts now."
Han Minguk, fully geared up with top-tier Gear Score equipment, spoke as he equipped his communicator.
This communicator, specially designed to work even amidst the dungeon's mana interference for seamless raid coordination, was a product of the American company Qualcomm.
It was one of the essential items for any dungeon-conquering raid party, but the inclusion of mana crystals in its materials made it quite pricey.
The GGW version featured a capital H with a heart drawn around it—a mark signifying Han Minguk's raid party.
'Definitely not ripped from Hitomi.'
Shin Nayeon, who hadn't yet shared a steamy night with him, had a lowercase h with an empty heart.
"Main tank, grab aggro from the front."
"Yes, sir! Boss!!"
At Minguk's command, Hyun-ah charged straight at the monster ahead.
Back when they first met, she'd hated the pain from monster attacks, but at some point, she'd become a proper tank. It probably started around the time he switched her from dealer to healer.
In any case, the dungeon GGW's raid party was tackling right now was the 【S】-Rank Nanjing Dungeon.
They'd headed straight there after accepting Shaoran's request, so the monster before them was naturally a danger level 9 beast.
[GGW Raid Party. Set to conquer the 【S】-Rank Nanjing Dungeon.]
[A dungeon with two whole years before it explodes? Why now?]
That said, the trip to Nanjing hadn't been entirely smooth sailing.
When word got out that GGW's raid party was teaming up with China's PLA to tackle the Nanjing Dungeon, the government mobilized the media to voice their concerns.
They'd even lobbied Rose Group affiliates to block the expedition. But Minguk, who needed silver-grade mana crystals pronto to hit rank 9 hero status, couldn't care less.
[Obviously, they hate GGW heading overseas for an expedition.]
[Huh? Why?]
[Conquering an 【S】-Rank dungeon will take ages, right? Even for Raid Leader Han Minguk, it'd be at least a few months. What if they clear domestic dungeons in the meantime? It boosts their approval ratings directly.]
[...Wow.]
On top of that, a chat with Oh Hyun-jung had revealed the government's true motives.
'I thought this world might have decent politicians thanks to the long war against the darkness monsters...'
Wherever you went—here or his original world—those in power thought and acted the same. The one difference was that in this world, politicians held little sway over heroes battling the darkness monsters.
'Heroes wield mana-based power but cause no chaos, focusing solely on the darkness hordes. Politicians should be grateful.'
As Minguk briefly recalled those events from days ago, Hyun-ah had already reached the named boss. He shouted immediately.
"Hyun-ah! Lure the named to the corner! Tanya and the dealers, clear the trash mobs fast!"
"Got it...!"
Hyun-ah's hurled shield smashed into the named's head, and the four-legged beast with blood-red eyes lumbered after her with heavy thuds.
As their master moved, the nearby minions grabbed their weapons and charged at Hyun-ah too. But Tanya intercepted them, and the heroes' attacks rained down.
Boom! Crash!
Red, blue, yellow—mana of every color crisscrossed the air, accompanied by fierce battle cries, explosions, and the monsters' tearing screams and roars.
Minguk dodged attacks while healing the tanks and dealers, never forgetting to survey the battlefield's shifts.
"Main tank, heal! Wait—Death Slaughterer summon pattern! Choi Yuna! Climb on top of the summon gate and block it!"
"Okay!"
Mid-battle, Yuna scanned around at Minguk's order, spotted the magic circle dubbed the "summon gate," and leaped atop it to disrupt the summoning.
"Aggghhh...!"
Just standing on it felt like her whole body was electrocuted with searing jolts. Nausea hit hard, and the pain was worse than expected—if it kept up, she might lose her life.
Flash!
But only for a moment.
Minguk, gauging her status, cast a heal, and Yuna snapped back to her senses. Confirming the summon gate's collapse, she retreated to the main line and resumed attacking the monsters.
"Giselle! For the next summon gate, don't forget to shield the target!"
"Ah, got it!"
"Tanya! Death buff at 5 stacks! Prep tank swap!"
"After this one, we'll move!"
It was their first try against a level 9 monster from an 【S】-Rank dungeon.
Yet GGW's raid party—veterans of countless raids, now reversal warriors—pressed on without panic.
For a first try, they were adapting far better than Minguk expected. Worth all the briefing prep while teasing Shaoran.
[How... dare...!]
The darkness monster, battered by the relentless hero assaults, swelled its belly in rage.
It spewed a potent purple poison mist. But GGW was fully prepped for it.
"Everyone, clump up!!! Shin Nayeon!"
"False time...!"
A radiant winding clock materialized above the clustered heroes.
As it ticked to twelve with a chime, a ding-dong echoed across the battlefield. The heroes' HP, rapidly draining from the poison, now dwindled at a snail's pace, neutralized.
Pop! Bang!
And that wasn't all.
Every heal from Minguk and the healers landed like crits, rapidly restoring the poisoned heroes' HP.
Debuffs from the mist vanished instantly too.
This special ability of the Legendary class Time Guardian was a raid survival ultimate: it staggered incoming damage over time during its duration.
Not only that—it doubled heal potency and purged debuffs. In a game, it'd scream for a balance patch. Insanely powerful.
"Raid Leader! False Time cooldown started. Twelve minutes."
"Checked!"
Acknowledging Shin Nayeon's report, Minguk eyed the weakened monster, drained from its poison blast.
Survive one turn of their attacks, and now it was GGW's turn. As the poison mist faded, the dispersed heroes unleashed everything on the beast.
From the rear, Minguk healed the injured tanks while mentally mapping the battlefield. Things were going smoothly so far, but chaos could strike anywhere, anytime.
"GGW Raid Party has begun the assault."
"It's finally starting."
In the lavish waiting room of PLA's 1st Army in Shanghai, Shaoran wore a meaningful smile upon receiving the report.
"Escort forces sufficient?"
"Yes. The 97th and 182nd Battalions are guarding the dungeon."
Two battalions—about 2,000 troops. Overkill for escorts. But China's spotlight was squarely on GGW's Nanjing raid.
Nanjing Dungeon was China's rotten tooth: no immediate threat, but the ongoing damage was massive.
Tzuyu asked Shaoran cautiously.
"But... isn't the payout too huge?"
PLA and the Chinese government had paid R’s Clan over $10 billion for this commission—cash and goods mixed, but still jaw-dropping.
"What nonsense is that?"
Shaoran scowled at Tzuyu—her lover and trusted subordinate—but this remark was hard to let slide.
"You think Nanjing's some roadside 【A】-Rank? Huh? Get your head straight! It's an 【S】-Rank—one we failed!"
"But if not for that blunder back then..."
"So now it's my fault?"
"...Huh? N-No! Absolutely not!"
Tzuyu gaped and bowed under Shaoran's piercing glare.
She'd devoted everything to Shaoran and PLA—no way she'd meant it like that.
"Then drop it. It's not your money anyway. And $10 billion for an 【S】-Rank clear? Bargain."
She could auction a few stashed hero gears to cover it easy.
They'd be high-end 【A】 or 【S】 drops, sure—but better than Nanjing exploding and turning China to rubble.
'Plus... tying knots with a man like Han Minguk...'
Hundredfold profit. Memories of Korea flooded back.
"Mm..."
Minguk's rock-hard muscles pinning her tight, pounding relentlessly. She'd been helpless in his grip, moaning and screaming in ecstasy.
Thump-thump!
The sensations revived—heart pounding, body heating up, thighs clenching instinctively. Face flushed with arousal, Shaoran gazed at Tzuyu with glassy eyes.
"Come here, Tzuyu."
"Y-Yes?"
Caught off-guard by the mood shift, Tzuyu quickly caught on and melted into her arms. They'd done this plenty before—no big deal.
"Ah! Nngh!"
Midway through their biting and sucking...
"Try this today."
Shaoran handed Tzuyu something and flopped face-down on the bed.
'This?'
A massive strap-on from under the bed. They'd used it before, so Tzuyu strapped it on smoothly and thrust from behind.
"Hah! Ah! Aangh!"
"Shaoran? Feel good? Right?"
"Harder! More! Aangh! Ah!"
Gripping her hips, Tzuyu pistoned desperately. The toy glistened with Shaoran's flowing juices each time.
But as time passed, Shaoran—face buried in the sheets, savoring the sensation—tilted her head.
'...Not quite.'
Identical to past romps. Yet nothing like Minguk's real thing. Probably model vs. real—or maybe the position.
"Tzuyu, hold up. Try it like this."
Tzuyu bit her lip as Shaoran twisted away mid-thrust.
Shaoran used to scream in bliss from this, but today... not so much.
"H-How?"
"Slide your hands under my knees and lift me up. Yeah, like that."
Shaoran described Minguk's lift-and-pound position in detail.
Tzuyu hoisted her as instructed and slammed up and down. Tough, but Shaoran's light frame made it doable. But...
"Kyaa!"
With a shriek, both tumbled in a heap. The position was trickier than thought.
Mana could manage it, but it'd dull the sensations—no true pleasure.
"Doesn't work, huh."
Tzuyu bit her lip hard at Shaoran's disappointed tilt. Clearly, something went down in Korea.
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