Crazy Villain Regains Consciousness - Crazy Villain Regains Consciousness chapter 344

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The atmosphere in the hall subsided heavily.

There were two people sitting next to each other.

One was a Westerner with a gentle smile, and the person sitting opposite was a young Asian man.

There was a gloomy look on the face of the researcher sitting opposite Eric Clarkson, a Westerner.

“This is too much… … .”

The amount of reports he had just requested was too much for a single researcher to handle.

Can you handle all of this? Absolutely impossible.

Eric Clarkson was not shaken by the negative researcher’s words.

Rather, with a gentle expression, fluent Korean, which is not suitable for Westerners, flowed out.

“I think it underestimated its own capabilities.”

“No, Professor. My abilities are not that far.”

“Look, Kim.”

“Yes, Professor.”

“You graduated from Korea University, the most prestigious university here in Korea, with excellent grades. When I was in school, I would have been a gifted person in my class and a reliable son at home. Am I wrong?”

“That’s right, but… … .”

“Does it make sense for such a son to speak weakly? You are the best talent in Korea. He has the brain to be called a genius, and he had a good track record before coming here.”

The expression on the researcher’s face, called Kim Gun, showed pride.

Competing in a place where only geniuses gather, my self-esteem was reduced, but it was impossible for me to come here without a genius.

Here’s Eric Clarkson’s wedge.

“I believe you will overcome this and become a better researcher.”

“I’ll do it.”

“Good. I always believed Our institute has a voluntary work system, so go to work at a convenient time. It doesn’t matter if you leave work early as long as you achieve results.”

“But I don’t have time.”

“You can spend it efficiently. Ask for help whenever you need it. I believe that Kim can do it.”

Determination stood on Kim’s face at the sound of his trusting voice.

“… That’s right. No, that’s right. Sorry for disappointing the professor. I will bring everything I have on fire to you as soon as you want.”

“Take care of your health. Especially make sure to sleep. If you don’t get enough sleep, your health will be shaken.”

“Yes. Thank you for caring me.”

Kim kept his head down and went outside.

It was the same as receiving an impossible mission, but with a few words from Eric Clarkson, the atmosphere changed to a certainty.

You’ll probably have to reshape yourself to do that.

It is an amazing skill whenever you look at it.

I watched quietly and entered the room.

“Is that great?”

Eric Clarkson, who had already sensed my presence, shook his coffee cup with a spoon and smiled relaxedly.

“It’s not that difficult. We guarantee high salaries as much as we thoroughly evaluate performance. It’s easy to get a passionate researcher to work seriously.”

“How is that possible?”

“It’s about engraving your rank with your skills and getting recognition. Men want to show their achievements for those who recognize them.”

It was a tactic that looked into people’s psychology and performed them.

“Above all, it is important to narrow the scope of decisions and let them make their own decisions. It’s your decision, not someone else’s forcing you to do it. A person who has accumulated this knowledge has a responsibility.”

It is said that the beauty of the gap is exquisitely controlled.

It was a way of admiring the more I listened to it.

I should have done that too.

Then an unexpected word came out.

“The skill wasn’t enough when it came to pampering us.”

[Did he notice?]

“Did you know?”

“They need us, and of course you noticed. Maybe everyone else noticed.”

“I was immature.”

It was a natural result, as I was trying to pander to the specialists by rolling out graduate students.

“Still, Junho’s proposal was so good, so we got people to work for us. If those people gain practical experience, it will help the country.”

“Should I say thank you?”

“No, because we got what each other wanted. it’s okay.”

I can’t beat it. I also found it difficult to deceive an expert as I am just a beginner.

At the same time, I felt that I had a lot to learn.

The ability to voluntarily change even those who have already gone through graduate school and are fed up with it.

What is even more surprising is that the result was made in Korean, not in the familiar English.

It was only one case, but there was a lot to see and learn.

“Let’s learn a lot in the future.”

“You are welcome.”

[Gift kids are going to die.]

* * *

[Is there any reason to be stronger here?]

When I left the lab, Yong-yong suddenly asked me.

“reason? Why?”

[Just curious. Are you already strong enough to find enemies? both humans and monsters. Shinsoo, I am not trying to be hostile to you.]

telling lies.

It was clear that I was curious, but it seemed that I had a stronger desire to understand my intentions.

“I want to meet God.”

[uh?]

“I want to meet God.”

[What does that mean? God does not exist.]

Yong-yong said it as if he was determined, but I didn’t believe it.

“From a human point of view, the gods were similar. It was a transcendent existence that existed in a world where only humans and demons existed. But the gods did exist. Then God can exist.”

[Because there is no God. Why are you so convinced that God exists?]

That’s because without God, my return to the past can’t be explained.

As even the divine beasts said that going back to the past was impossible, only the gods could achieve this harmony.

“Anyway, there is a God.”

[Let’s say yes. But why do you want to meet God?]

“Why do you want to meet?”

That’s simple.

When I meet God, I want to ask why he sent me back to the past.

To give me a chance to correct my regrets?

Or by chance?

don’t know what it is

But if you meet God, you might be able to answer these questions. It is a fact that cannot be said to Yong-yong.

[What, what are you thinking? Why can’t I read it?]

“Okay.”

I recently discovered that even if I don’t kick Yong-yong, I can’t read my thoughts if I don’t want to be found out.

Did I grow up that much? Anyway, that would be a good thing.

“There is something I want to ask God. To do that, you have to be stronger.”

[But why do you have to be stronger to meet God?]

“Yeah, of course… … .”

I also think that God only exists. But no one knows if it will be or not.

Because Yong-yong has doubts about how to meet God right away.

In this case, I have to find my way, my method.

The best thing would be to have God come to visit me.

“Because when I get strong enough to threaten God, he’ll jump out in surprise.”

[Wow… … .]

That’s the way the world works.

If he thinks it will not have any effect on himself, he watches over the river as if he is disrespectful, and if he thinks it will spread to him, he reacts quickly.

God will be the same.

Taken from https://noblemtl.net

Maybe it’s a threat and they might jump in to get rid of it.

I have a desire to deal with God, but I have a greater desire to solve questions than that.

“Like your gods, the gods will be similar.”

[Why is that, I take it out. Hyuna too.]

“I won’t hit it.”

Despite the words, Yong-yong and Hyun-a are also black guys who have been deceived.

I don’t trust you 100% either.

So, instead of believing what they say and settling for reality, I try to have the power to go beyond it.

“I’ll get stronger over the course of my life, so I’ll just keep working hard.”

Then maybe one day I’ll come face to face with God.

Because today’s me is stronger than yesterday’s and tomorrow’s me will be stronger.

[…] … .]

Yong-yong looked at me with a tired expression on his face.

* * *

After leaving the institute, I arrived at the Blue House at the invitation of the president.

The first thing he saw was the face of Cheon Myeong-guk, who was relieved.

“Good job. I believed in the Superman.”

What they believed in me was about Berserker’s disposal.

However, the emotions felt in contrast to the words were the exact opposite.

“I didn’t believe it.”

“… I sincerely believed. I’m sorry that you don’t know my truth.”

“Honestly, how many simulations were there?”

Cheon Myeong-guk tried to ignore my question, but he knows that he has been diligently activated the simulation since I found out the identity of Basakan as a Berserker.

Chun Myeong-guk, unable to overcome the stares that followed me tenaciously, sighed and said.

“Death 9%, serious injury 63%, minor injury 27%, nothing happened 1%.”

“It’s the least likely to just pass.”

“This is also rounded up to 1%. It was around 0%.”

“Isn’t the simulation malfunctioning?”

“This is an accurate judgment based on information about Choin-nim.”

Simulation performance is a thing of the past.

As I found out about Basakan’s identity, I started thinking about how to roll a guy who slowly evades Dalian rather than trying to hit Berserker.

Of course, I had no intention of killing him. Why would I kill a great guy who resurrects like a dwarf even if I beat him to his heart’s content?

I am not the one who cuts the goose that lays the golden eggs.

“Choin, what you are saying right now… … .”

“Ah, I guess I’m a little out of my mind.”

“Yes, I heard everything.”

“Anyway, yes.”

One way or another, it is clear that I have no intention of killing Berserker.

“At least, I was relieved that Berserker-sama couldn’t be killed by Superman. Instead, control the power carefully. The human body is more fragile than we think.”

“Be careful.”

Even if that were the case, the Berserker could easily die. On the contrary, as the skill increases, the body will become stronger.

Instead, it would be difficult to increase the frequency or increase the intensity more than necessary just to endure it well.

“Ah, please keep it a secret from Berserker. These days, I see you gently rolling your hair, so I’m going to start with discipline.”

“Berserker-sama is now a respected superhuman, don’t you think you will treat him like that?”

“Not at all.”

“… … .”

“It looks like Berserker is sane, but at the root of it is a madman. He’s the crazy guy who says nobody should be in custody. If I don’t beat him on a regular basis, the madness inside of me can burst at any moment.”

“is there any other way? For example, medication.”

“Are you going to admit that this guy with soaring self-esteem is crazy and get some medication?”

Right now, he claims that hematoma is normal.

I know a lot because I’ve met a lot of crazy people.

A madman never admits he’s crazy.

[I think so.]

Yong-yong immediately admits that he has tasted human society.

“… That’s right.”

Cheon Myeong-guk, who had been resting for a while, accepted my words. He seemed to admit that Berserker was a madman, and that I had been pushing him regularly.

[But is it real?]

It may or may not be real.

[Eh?]

One thing is clear: Violence is the most effective medicine for a madman who cannot speak. I’ve never found a better remedy for Berserker than violence. So, this is the treatment with the least side effects.

[…] That person started to feel pity.]

The divine beast pretends to sympathize with humans.

Anyway, after finishing the story about Berserker, I moved on to the next topic.

“So, tell me about your business.”

“Did you know?”

“I don’t think I’ve just called you to ask about Berserker’s status.”

You must have confirmed that Berserker was safe by other means, but it is strange to call me and ask for it. Of course, I thought there were other things to do besides that.

“Well, that’s right. However, rather than a request, I invited him because I thought it was right to share it with Superin-nim.”

“You tell me.”

“that is… … .”

Until the end, the simulation is activated while steaming.

You’re probably thinking about whether it’s good to tell me or not.

It was said that using it one more time at the end after repeating it dozens of times is that important.

And what came out of Cheon Myeong-guk’s mouth was just as important.

“President Young-Moon Lee has collapsed. This is Young-Moon Lee, the Chairman of Shinsung Group, whom Cho In-nim knows.”