How to Live as an Immortal - Chapter 346
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346 Show your face and go
Amir had fifteen children. And of course, he had twice as many grandchildren.
Although it was the trend for most of the owner’s family to marry late, Amir went against the times. He took advantage of his frequent business trips to take local wives and even did not hesitate to marry multiple times.
That energetic activity had a huge impact on the expansion of the periphery, as it enabled the recruitment of trustworthy talent.
The business structure tied by blood ties became a driving force for the future, but that was when substance was not needed.
Supply and demand are fixed, so it is inevitable that a policy of infinite expansion will reach its limits.
But it was already too late.
Amir, who had been gradually increasing his power by giving up his vested interests, was left with only enough shares to barely defend his management rights.
It was a moment when the evils of the convenient operational structure that chose decentralization over centralization were revealed.
Even now, there are many people within Easyroad who quietly raise their heads and call me their successor.
Amir was the one who kept the balance, but it was clear as day that the moment his authority waned, Easyroad would fall into disarray.
This is exactly what Olivia pointed out.
“Creating a commotion with another candidate is only going to hurt you in the long run, especially for someone like you who has to devote his life to keeping your house in order.”
“So, bring in reinforcements first?”
“Chairman Baekseol is young. He can wait until the child you designated grows up.”
“That’s a reasonable argument.”
Why was Amir desperately trying to become a director? It was all a manifestation of his struggle to somehow seal the Iji Road.
In a way, the rise of Easy Road began after internal friction intensified.
“It’s tentative, but for now, they’ve agreed.”
“If you count Baekdu, it’s three?”
After the majority had already been reached.
“Chairman Amir, if you agree, then we can say that we have crossed the fourth ridge.”
From the moment I heard that Olivia hadn’t chosen a fighter, I had a vague idea that she was plotting something sinister.
But, I never would have guessed that it would be something like this.
“… … I don’t feel like it. No matter how much you try to explain it, isn’t the conclusion that we must allow interference in internal affairs?”
Amir showed his unease. This was just a ploy to deceive. If he agreed without thinking, he would be looked at with suspicion.
He was well aware that he appeared to the outside world as a grumpy old man.
After several arguments and compromises, Amir quietly offered his surrender.
“I can’t stand it.”
“So, you agree?”
“okay.”
No, I just pretended to tell you.
Why would I accept Olivia’s offer when I could gain the upper hand by just dealing with MTI?
Of course, even if he were to become a director, he would likely become a puppet of the board of directors since his promotion was close to being unfair.
But Amir didn’t care.
Because there has to be only one winner.
Isn’t a shared victory worse than a defeat?
“Please take care of me.”
He held the sword with a smiling face.
* * *
As soon as all the accumulated damage from the previous battle was gone, Fermat went out into the street. The message he received from Amir was simple.
[If you kill the MTI fighter, you can find out where the next fighter is]
How that was possible was not something Fermat knew. What was important was that a means had been created to determine Gaon’s location.
“Jose, I will definitely get your revenge.”
The place where MTI’s projection is located is deep underground. It was a depth that could not be confirmed even from the distance guaranteed by the sign.
A stronghold that would not have been discovered until the end of the proxy war if Amir had not obtained information in some way.
In the first place, it was a place that ordinary citizens could not even approach.
First of all, it had to be filtered out from the hyperloop.
There are currently three routes covered by Hyperloop.
Type 1 transports people and animals, Type 2 transports cars and trucks, and Type 3 handles overall logistics.
Since there are dozens of floors, it is only natural that the lower you go, the greater the duties and responsibilities.
Without business or social reputation or trust, it was impossible to enter.
Of course, I didn’t know that all of this would be done with the approval of Easyroad, who governs all of this.
-Like Fermat.
“… … .”
The basement of the Seed Colony was a key point of infrastructure.
There are power plants, including nuclear fusion reactors, as well as dense data centers.
From the eco-friendly waste disposal site to the disaster shelter and even the airspace created as the colony expanded—the tangled passageways like anthills were filled with pipes, cables, and hoses.
It was no exaggeration to say that the skeleton and blood vessels of the seed colony were completely exposed, but rather than being amazed, Fermat continued forward obediently.
How much time has passed?
Anything that could be called a road has long since disappeared. The inorganic barriers are stacked like Jenga without a single inch of error, making it difficult to even walk back and forth.
Having reached a place he couldn’t pinpoint, Fermat pushed his shoulders through the narrow space and continued to advance.
I never had the slightest suspicion that I was going in the wrong direction.
Because the vibration of the token kept in my bosom was gradually getting stronger.
Could there be a more compelling motivation than this?
As if to answer Fermat’s confidence, a giant cave appears at the end of the journey.
A blank space where steel is entangled like vines.
Hiding between the widely spread shields, Fermat held his breath and even regulated his heartbeat.
Immediately after, the sign reacts to the giant that appears.
This meeting is inevitable, as the other party will have already noticed the presence of the uninvited guest.
As the sound of footsteps grows louder, the outlines cast by the shadows also become clearer.
‘Old blond hair, bronze skin, muscular.’
As we were informed, MTI’s fighter seemed to be a queen.
A monster who is said to have regained his youth through his iron-clad martial arts skills. Regardless of whether it is true or not, the fact remains that he is a formidable force.
As if her prediction was correct, the Queen’s gaze turned straight to Fermat.
“Hey, who’s that?”
“… … .”
Fermat took the risk and went in alone to prove his worth. At the very least, he had to inflict serious injuries to reduce the scope of MTI’s activities.
Fortunately, there were plenty of places to escape to.
Moreover, as long as the Queen held the token, Fermat could know his location like the back of his hand.
‘Just once is enough.’
It was said that the Queen’s body was impervious to swords and repelled the penetration of bullets.
Each and every one of the floating dances reminded me of an impregnable fortress, but what about the miracles of God?
Fermat reflexively pulled out his aggressive knife and stabbed me in the eye and cut my Achilles tendon as usual.
Deep dive, deep dive.
“… … ?!”
Could it be because its fangs have become dull after not meeting an opponent for a long time?
As if to reprimand my reckless attitude, blood suddenly spurts out and my vision darkens.
When the immortal body defied her expectations after decades of waiting, the queen was forced to kneel without offering any real resistance.
At the same time, a long-forgotten friend comes knocking.
The name is pain.
The queen, who understood the whole story of the attack in a short time that could be called an instant because the accident was accelerated, let out a hollow laugh.
“You’re a metahuman.”
Unlike the Muin who always works hard to become stronger, Wooin has possessed miracles beyond his capabilities since birth.
As a queen who wanders the underworld, I have encountered quite a few metahumans, but I can confidently say that what I have just encountered is the best.
What’s more, it’s a supernatural ability that ignores the martial arts he trained for his entire life.
It was truly the worst combination.
Because of this, the survival instinct raises its head before the feeling of bewilderment. And it whispers. The most dangerous enemy is right in front of you, and you have to eliminate it at all costs.
“Wait there.”
Before the vibration of the weakening sign stops, he unleashes a full-power strike. In an instant, a compressed wind sweeps through the room and shoots out. A fierce strike that ignores distance.
Did it hit or not?
Before the Queen could expand her senses to see the results, she began to realize more intuitively.
“Huh.”
Suddenly, several of my ribs broke due to the tremendous impact. My confidence that its strength was comparable to that of an alloy became meaningless.
However, that wasn’t the only lesson I learned personally.
Because the hit area was exactly where he was aiming.
‘Reflected the damage?’
That means, the first attack was self-inflicted and caused injury.
The Queen, recognizing that no weapon was capable of bringing down the common man, immediately ran off.
It’s a truly irrational ability, but―
“How about doing it this way?”
The queen broke through the several meter high bulkhead as if it were Styrofoam, jumped up on the platform, and roughly struck the ceiling.
That’s when hundreds of kilograms of pipe and hose fell like rain.
“What the heck?!”
Fermat, who was running ahead, couldn’t help but be startled by the unexpected downpour.
His special ability, Reflection, was the ability to return all damage taken to the opponent.
Therefore, when it was awakened, it only activated when hit.
The ability to intercept from a distance was developed while developing this ability.
It was one of the derived abilities that was obtained as a result of adding an extremely threatening disposition that bordered on life and death.
So, what does that mean?
The scope of reflection is limited to direct damage. This means that if there is no intention involved, whether voluntary or involuntary, the ability cannot be used.
Boom, boom, boom.
“Ugh.”
-Exactly like this.
What the Queen used was secondary damage.
From Fermat’s perspective, there was nothing to reflect on. It was an extension of a disaster like an earthquake or a storm.
If you were to be stubborn, you could apply it to falling objects as well, but that would be foolish. The reflection was one-to-one.
Dealing with one-on-many was tantamount to suicide.
The Queen must have seen through the mechanism of such powers.
It’s amazing that you can understand the true meaning at first glance.
The only fortunate thing is―
“Hey, buddy. Show your face and go. You haven’t gone far yet, have you?”
The queen, who had caused a commotion while losing her sight, was having difficulty detecting my presence.
Even now, all kinds of objects were falling from the ceiling, making a loud noise.
If things get quiet, the Queen will counterattack.
Before that, I had to find a way out.