Chapter 320
Chapter 320
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 320
Chapter Title: Vampire Detective
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A sleek black luxury limousine sped down a road in Seoul.
"Ah… Ahhn!"
I sat in the spacious back seat of the limousine, while Secretary Kim—her skirt hiked up and panties pushed aside—gripped my shoulders with both hands and moved her hips up and down on top of me.
Squelch, squelch.
Lewd sounds echoed rhythmically.
Each time my cock plunged in and out of her pussy, her juices coated it, turning into frothy bubbles.
Was it because she'd consumed the Orb of Life? Her pussy was incredibly tight and sticky. The inner walls clung to my shaft, refusing to let go easily.
"Haa, haa, haaah…!"
Her pale breasts jiggled through the open gap in her blouse. I slipped my left hand inside to grope her tits roughly, while checking internet news on my smartphone with my right.
This world was over twenty years more advanced than reality. Not quite on the level of [Code: XTK], but spotting robots on city streets wasn't unusual.
For the record, most of the robots in Korea were manufactured by Daecheon Group.
'We stole tech through hacking, terrorized rival companies, assassinated key figures…'
That's how we'd aggressively grown Daecheon. There were a few crises along the way, but I'd cleverly utilized items from the real world that didn't exist here.
"Oh? The Japanese prime minister changed a month ago."
"Y-Yes… She's from the Liberal Democratic Party… Haaang."
"And she hasn't come to pay her respects?"
"…Ngh. I-I'll contact her to enter the country tomorrow."
"Nah, forget it. I don't like her face, so I'll go kill her myself. She still hasn't learned her lesson even after I toppled Tokyo Tower the other day."
"That was two years ago… Eung."
"...Was it?"
Squelch, squelch.
The world lately was noisy with the U.S.-China power struggle. The U.S. had started with tariffs, and China retaliated economically. No military clashes yet, but the rhetoric had gotten pretty vicious.
'This could spark World War III.'
Then a thought struck me.
"Secretary Kim. Did you secure the latest nuclear backpack?"
Secretary Kim froze mid-thrust.
"…Ngh. S-Sorry. I haven't obtained it yet. The arms dealer is trickier than expected, and the FBI is interfering, so it might not be possible anytime soon."
"Fine. Keep going."
Slap.
I smacked her ass. She resumed moving her hips, even more vigorously than before.
Squelch-squelch-squelch!
I'd retrieve the nuclear backpack myself later.
With hacking, I could easily pinpoint its location and gather intel on the U.S.
'Plus, I've got those Space Teleportation Scrolls bought with 10 million AP from God's Atlantis.'
I'd only managed to buy 160 of them. My bulk purchase had driven up the market price.
'Set a few coordinates in Korea… Ah, but setting them here—can I use them in reality too…?'
That's when the limousine rounded a corner.
Screeeech!
A massive cargo truck barreled toward us, slamming into the limousine.
"Kyaaah!"
The limo rocked violently. But it didn't crumple or shatter. We'd specially modified it with advanced tech.
Secretary Kim tumbled to the side seat. I clicked my tongue, opened the door, and stepped out.
"Chairman! Here's your sword!"
She tossed me the sheathed blade hidden under the seat. Gripping it, I faced forward.
A horde poured out from the truck's cab and cargo bay, surrounding me.
They all wore black combat suits and helmets that hid their faces—straight out of a sci-fi flick. Powered exoskeletons, maybe.
'No idea who these bastards are… but no reason to go easy.'
I hurled lightning from my grip at them.
It clashed with one in the middle, discharging wildly in all directions before fizzling out. Not a single one dropped.
"...Insulators?"
"Daecheon's Chairman! Think we don't know your abilities?! Open fire!"
In an instant.
I dodged the barrage by leaping aside and activated another skill.
'Hacking.'
Aiming to hack their suits.
The suits were unhackable.
Meaning they weren't high-tech—more like full plate armor.
'That heavy? And they're moving freely on muscle alone?'
Guns trained on me again.
I used Instant again to zigzag past the bullets, raising my sword. Blue aura coalesced along the blade.
I swung. The steel-hard suits cleaved open, blood spraying everywhere.
"Don't panic! We came prepared to die! We'll drag this bastard to hell with us!"
Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang!
Shadow Heaven Style: Blue Stream Wall.
The hail of bullets missed me. I weaved through them leisurely, using corpses as shields, slashing away.
The old me might've been in danger, but now? No threat at all.
Finally, I sliced the helmet and limbs off the last man—sparing him to uncover his identity.
"...Sung Yu-jin, Chairman…!"
"No wonder you moved so freely in that gear. A vampire."
Vampires' superior physiques let them handle heavy armor with ease.
But another question arose.
"...Vampires in Korea are tightly controlled. How'd you get in? That armor, weapons, truck… Someone's backing you."
They'd prepared against hacking and lightning. They knew my intel and targeted me precisely. But that didn't narrow down suspects. My abilities weren't public, but any major power broker could dig them up.
"Sung Yu-jin… Don't think this is over. This is just the beginning."
"Beginning?"
"Korea is a democracy… It has no need for a king. We'll excise this cancer—you—from the nation before it's too late…."
"Did you hit your head hard as a kid or something?"
"Long live the Republic of Korea!"
I'd hacked the cargo truck—specifically, the bomb inside—after noticing his glance during our talk.
"Chairman! Are you alright?!"
"Secretary Kim. Bomb in the truck. And drag this fucker off for…"
"Chairman!"
Boom!
His head exploded.
Looks like a micro-bomb implanted in his skull. I grimaced, brushing off the blood and flesh chunks.
"Chairman! Are you hurt?!"
"...Head home first. Feeling grimy. Need a shower."
I decided not to dwell on these guys. As he said, in Korea, I'm practically king. Boost security, investigate, and the culprit will surface.
'Not clueless. Europe, China, or the U.S.—one of them's behind it.'
Auto-mode would handle it via avatar. No way my avatar's incompetent.
"I'll contact police and government to handle the truck and ID these bastards. Cancel today's schedule…."
"No. After showering, I'm seeing Moon Ji-hyuk."
"...Yes, sir."
???
I met Moon Ji-hyuk's family at Hangang Park.
Not coincidence—Secretary Kim's handiwork. I didn't want to show up at his door unannounced.
Easy to orchestrate. His wife, Yang Jeong-min, was my absolute obedient sex slave.
"…!"
Moon Ji-hyuk's face hardened the instant he saw me. His frantic eyes betrayed his panic.
I got it. My face was identical to 25 years ago.
He'd aged. Mid-50s now. Wrinkles galore, frame shrunken, plenty of white hair. Still handsome, thanks to his looks.
Vampires age like humans, similar lifespans—except purebloods, who age slowly and live long.
"Y-You're Red Light…!"
I glanced at the silver electronic collar on his neck.
Korean vampires must wear them. Remove it outside designated areas? Auto-report to police.
They tracked location and packed lethal poison for instant kill.
"...Ah, Moon Ji-hyuk. You've changed a lot."
I eyed his side and behind.
Yang Jeong-min exuded subtle sex appeal despite her modest long skirt and coat. Same age as him, but looked early-mid 30s.
Behind her: petite beauties resembling her.
I knew them, of course.
Moon Ji-hyuk and Yang Jeong-min's daughters. Sister Moon A-young took after mom with A-cups; little sis Moon Ji-hye had D-cups.
'...Heh. Truth is, they're mine and Yang Jeong-min's—not his.'
Me, Secretary Kim, Yang Jeong-min, Moon A-young, and Moon Ji-hye all knew.
'They don't like him much. He's broke and a hated vampire.'
Honestly, they didn't feel like my kids. Unlike avatars, I'd seen them fewer than five times.
Moon Ji-hyuk stepped forward protectively.
"Wh-What do you want…! Sung Yu-jin…!"
"Coincidence. Just strolling Hangang Park and bumped into you. Think I'd come here just to see you? Do I look that idle?"
"...D-Don't touch my family… Please…! Isn't our business done?!"
"I'm Daecheon Group's chairman. Why bother with trash like you?"
Yang Jeong-min secretly waved at me from behind. Moon A-young lifted her skirt, flashing white panties—then pulled them aside to reveal her hairless pink pussy.
Moon Ji-hye unbuttoned her blouse, freeing and jiggling her D-cup tits from the bra. They were blatantly seducing me.
Sensing weirdness, Moon Ji-hyuk turned—I grabbed his shoulder.
"Guh?!"
"Glad you're doing well. Moon Ji-hyuk. Just checking—you're not still playing detective or some nonsense, right?"
"...I'm not a detective anymore."
I knew vampires were barred post-law change, but asked anyway. He worked night construction now.
Vampire jobs were limited; supporting two kids meant leveraging superhuman strength.
'Haven't gone much lately, but used to fuck Yang Jeong-min often. Heh heh.'
I patted his shoulder and walked past.
"Take care."
I knew he'd requested a paternity test 15 years ago. Negative, of course—but I rigged the results. Had the power back then.
So he still believed they were his daughters.
???
Hours after encountering Moon Ji-hyuk.
"Chairman. The young ladies are here."
The door opened, and Moon A-young and Moon Ji-hye entered my home.
"Papa~."
"Missed you~."
I spread my arms; they dove in. My hands naturally slipped under their clothes, groping A-young's firm ass and Ji-hye's soft tits as I asked,
"Missed you too. Been months. Need allowance?"
"Yeah~ There's this bag I want~."
"Me too. I'm planning to move out, so I need a lot… Pretty please, Papa?"
"Of course. Secretary Kim, give them plenty. Help Ji-hye house-hunt too."
"Yes, Chairman."
"Now… Long time no see. Wanna play?"
I enjoyed quality time before returning to reality.