Chapter 157
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 157
Chapter Title: 142. Let's Go! To Manchuria!
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"Huh, Professor Rebecca? Hello. You wouldn't happen to be here to catch us skipping, would you?"
Upon closer inspection, Professor Rebecca had this refreshingly clean image about her.
Now that I had some breathing room, I found myself eyeing her a bit myself.
Of course, only if Yoo Jin-seok hadn't already claimed her.
"Oh, you guys honestly don't even need to be here, so I couldn't care less."
"Whoa, that's harsh."
"No, common sense-wise, you lot sticking around the academy with that level of skill is the real shameless move."
Still! You can't just skip out on those precious academy days.
So what did she come here to say?
"You know how after the Beijing warlords collapsed, Shenyang ended up a lawless zone, right?"
"Yeah."
That's how Ha Jeong-seok was able to take it over.
China flat-out lacked the capacity to hold onto the Northeast Three Provinces anymore—especially right after the monsters snatched Beijing.
"Monsters have shown up there."
"You want us to go?"
In the original story, that golden pasture would have been used by the Beijing warlords to rebuild after the war. But with their downfall, it fell into our laps, so now those monsters were our responsibility.
Thinking about the original, pulling hunters out of the Northeast Three Provinces wasn't ideal. But it beat letting the Seven Deadly Sins target it.
Come to think of it, since Yoo Eun-ha didn't die and the gate disaster never happened, the Northeast Three Provinces might be the perfect spot for the Sins to poke at.
"Eun-ha, aren't you busy with White Lotus Cult stuff? All that training lately?"
"I'm good. The kids have been behaving."
I could just sic Elise on them.
The former hunter Elise trained our freaks using the hunter education methods she'd picked up in America.
"Fair enough, you've got the White Lotus Cult there too, so it should be fine. You in?"
"Yep."
The whole storyline had already gone off the rails, so my sense of adventure was kicking in.
With the Sins liable to strike anytime, anywhere, I had to squeeze fun out of stuff like this.
"There'll probably be Chiyou Brigade guys there too."
"Chiyou Brigade?"
"Yeah, the Northwest warlords' Chiyou Brigade made a request to the Hunter Association as a hunter organization."
"No way—they're saying they don't recognize it?"
Han Su-ji asked Rebecca.
"Nah, Kim Cheol-su the hunter even went and talked to Xue Li about it. She basically said, 'The Northeast Three Provinces are spoils of war Korea honorably won from China—nope, not our problem.'"
The Chiyou Brigade couldn't beat modern Korea to begin with.
How could they take on a Korea with Yoo Jin-seok's generation and Yoo Eun-ha's? A Korea with the world's strongest villain group, the White Lotus Cult?
Not unless they were weaker than the Brigade—which they weren't. In the end, might makes right.
It was spoils of war, sure, but aside from Xue Li, plenty of Chinese folks probably seethed inwardly, knowing they couldn't beat Korea.
"When?"
"By 10 a.m. tomorrow. Meet at the academy at 9 and portal over."
"Got it."
The Northeast Three Provinces—visiting somewhere from the original story I hadn't been to yet sounded fun.
It felt like a school trip after ages, so I sent the heroines home to prep for travel.
...Or that's what I wanted to say. Truth is, Yoo Jin-seok was coming over.
So I had no choice but to play the cute little sister busting her ass prepping at home.
"Eun-ha."
Speak of the devil—Yoo Jin-seok showed up.
"Hey, bro. Long time no see?"
I flashed him a bright, bubbly little-sister smile.
"You're heading to the Northeast Three Provinces tomorrow?"
"Yeah."
"White Lotus Cult stuff's gotta be tough already. You sure? Controlling the freaks sounds exhausting."
White Lotus Cult work? Like I told Rebecca, what was hard about it? Every time I went, it was orgies, beatings from Rachel, and her mommy play waiting. I was basically just a mascot. The cult thrived on that alone. Plus, Rachel—with her Resistance leadership experience—handled things as the lady of the house.
Nothing tough about it, but I wanted to tease him.
"Why worry when the great Azidahaka's with me?"
"...You little—!"
Pretending to be brainwashed and praising Azidahaka made him radiate killing intent, like he was about to bolt for Songdo any second.
"Kidding. Kidding. I put in decent effort during the war, and this ain't as bad."
Monster hunts were a cakewalk compared to the Korean-Chinese War.
"True, but still."
"Bro, you're too much of a worrywart. Pick a girl already, get married, and give me a niece or nephew to ease my mind. Don't you know kids are the trend these days?"
Seriously, I was worried about your heroine routes because of me.
Since I didn't die, his little-sister obsession was off the charts.
"Hah, look who's talking."
"Huh?"
He opened and closed his mouth like a fish before sighing.
"Never mind. Forget I said anything. Anyway, I've got business in the Northeast Three Provinces too."
"Why?"
"It's huge. Gotta go cull monsters in the new North Gando area."
Aw, poor guy—still slaving away as the Association's dog at his age.
He must've made bank by now. Why not buy a villa down south and live it up?
Yoo Jin-seok treated hunter work like karmic payback from his past life. Troubling.
"Hang in there?"
"Not even a word of worry, huh."
"Nah, who'd worry about monsters with you? You're you."
Yoo Jin-seok wasn't the type to die anywhere.
If anything, the monsters should worry. He wouldn't lose to Sin-level threats on basics alone—monsters were even less of an issue.
Right then, I climaxed lightly.
A quick glance down: Ping Tao's head was buried in my special-made chair, diligently working my pussy with her tongue.
Yup, blowjob under the table. Her head was truly just a cocksucker now.
Getting secretly eaten out with bro right there? Hnnngh!
Made it even hotter somehow.
"Right, you're correct. But aren't you cold? You're shivering."
"No, I'm fine."
Fine, so just leave already.
"Alright. I'll head out then. Call if anything comes up."
"Okey-dokey."
With that, he left a bunch of stuff he'd bought for me.
Mostly cosmetics. Fuck, I was pretty without that crap.
"Whew. Damn, slut. Getting good at cunnilingus, huh? Lapping it all up without spilling a drop."
She'd spilled quite a bit, but slurped it all. Not one drop hit the floor outside the chair.
"Nngh. S-stop. You've filled your belly."
"Heh heh, the Gluttony's fragment core inside you says otherwise. Who are you to complain?"
I channeled mana into the Gluttony tattoo on the back of my hand, making it glow.
Ping Tao's head let out a monstrous screech.
"Aaaah! I did wrong!"
Time to give her a Korean name? Sticking with Ping Tao here would get her booted. Even in China, she'd get hate. Best bet: new identity.
"From now on, your name is Dae-sik."
"What?"
"Kidding. As my pet dog, I'll give you a new family and name."
Dae-sik didn't fit her looks. Her brutish, hot-tempered personality aside, she was a heroine type.
Needed a proper name, not some throwaway.
"What're you—my name's Ping Tao."
"From now on, you're Park Dae-sik. Park A-young—no, Park A-yeon."
Almost went Park A-young, but it sounded too slutty, so I tweaked it.
"Park A-yeon? No, my name—mmph?"
"Wanna suck my pussy juice for three hours straight?"
Mana meant infinite production. Guinness record for Chinese dullahan pussy-chugging?
I could stuff her till her gut looked pregnant.
Imagining it nearly made me cum again when Ping Tao wailed.
"I. Did. Wrong!"
"Good girl. What's your country?"
"Gr-great. Republic of Korea. Korea, so stop!"
She could speak Korean decently now—impressive. Torture really sharpened the mind.
"Not bad with Korean now. I like it."
Yeah. Good. Join my crew, ditch that twisted language.
After beatings from me, her anger issues were under control. Her precious China got wrecked hilariously, so now I was all she had. That's why I used her body just right.
"Man, love how the body's on autopilot. Knows just what to do by instinct—praiseworthy."
The headless maid placed a teacup before me.
She'd hidden perfectly while Yoo Jin-seok was here.
Being a Sin vessel, she'd suppressed her presence to the max from the original Divine Sword user.
Now she emerged to serve me tea.
"We're in sync now. Headless Chinese maid—ain't nobody like me."
Scary to outsiders, but as a freak, Ping Tao had no fear.
She was comic relief, really.
"So, what about you? Coming along?"
"Where?"
"Thinking Manchuria. Though you've satisfied me plenty beyond just sex relief."
The Northeast Three Provinces to Beijing had been her stomping grounds.
Figured I'd let her feel some hometown vibes, but her face turned serious.
"Th-that Northwest warlord—who's coming?"
"Xue Li."
"Xue Li... She was just a hunter my age originally."
Oh, Ping Tao knew her?
Same age, maybe they'd crossed paths.
"Really?"
"Chiyou as her constellation... Hmm, tricky. The Presidium Chairman dreamed of emperorship, and now Xue Li from the Northwest warlords has Chiyou—the guy who warred with Yellow Emperor—as her constellation hunter."
Ping Tao swallowed hard.
Her chest heaving dramatically?
"Huh, sounds plausible now."
"Anyway, I don't feel like going."
Ping Tao twitched her head in a shake.
Whatever, Chinese history wasn't my problem. If Chiyou really picked Xue Li, she'd be a spear aimed at China.
The Northwest warlords were already rebelling against the Presidium.
Not emperor, but emperor-delusional Presidium vs. Chiyou constellation Xue Li.
Yellow Emperor vs. Chiyou matchup?
Though the Presidium hack had zero power.
If war broke out between Northwest warlords and the palace, palace loses.
But anyway.
Sipping tea, I mashed Ping Tao's face back into my pussy.
"This fucking bitch suddenly going casual on me?"
"Mmph! Mmph!"
"Oh, cumming again♥"
Spluuurt!
Her increasingly masterful tongue work had me dumping loads into her mouth daily.
My group—Yong-yong and crew—arrived in Shenyang.
True to the times, a K-style city had sprung up there in no time.
Call it a hunter city? The Beijing warlords' old Chinese hunter city, revamped Korean-style.
Hunter facilities all prefixed with "Cheonsan."
Turns out Cheonsan Construction built them—naturally, Im Yoo-jin was way up the chain.
In just months?
Magic engineering world, baby. Shenyang especially got developed with investments from UK, US, Japan, etc.
Manchuria's vast—needed big bucks, so they traded joint use for funding.
Foreign investment's no joke.
Our lineup: me, Choi Si-woo, Reina, Han Su-ji, Park/A-yeon.
Thought about Rosemary but benched her. Rolled them hard lately—units 1 through 5 went on strike.
Freedom for dolls!
Hear hear!
Know the labor standards act?
With free time lately, they rebelled more.
So I called Elise.
Told her to drill the cockiness out with incest lesbian porn vibes.
Probably soaked in Elise's juices up to unit 5 by now.
Later, punish with black corp overtime boss vibes.
For now, time for some national pride pump-up.
Behold this vast Manchuria! Lands our ancestors galloped on horseback!
I threw my arms high.
"Long live Korean independence!"
"Nah, not in Manchuria."
I was setting the mood, but Choi Si-woo cockblocked. Tch.