The Crazy Demigod Returns - The Crazy Demigod Returns chapter 93

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Paik Kun-wu’s question, “Is it to make a better world?”

Ha Yeon-woo’s answer was simple.

“well. I don’t know about that.”

I don’t know if this process is to make a better world. Because it was purely out of selfishness.

Even if it’s a peaceful world that’s good to live in, for someone, every minute and every second can be hell. So it wasn’t a matter of being able to say yes or no.

“But isn’t it up to you to make it? After all, you’re probably the one who’s at the top, no matter how outwardly.”

A guy who is young, strong enough by human standards, and has established his own line that he really likes.

It’s perfect. However, it was still lacking.

“Monsters and humans are different. If the former is a pest, the latter… It’s hard to express. So try it yourself. There will be gains and losses along the way.”

“so… You told me to recover Seoul first.”

“It’s not about hitting everything and breaking it. Kill it, save it, tease it, soothe it, and put it under your feet.”

It sounds obvious, but I didn’t intend to wait long. Restoration of Seoul is not profitable for Ha Yeon-woo. It was a choice for Paik Kun-woo’s lack of experience.

Of course, there was no expectation that Seoul would be unified within a few months.

That’s what I said, but I thought I’d bring it in if it shows satisfactory results to some extent.

nothing is set Just enough to be used as a leader when his wife and daughter return alive. That was all Ha Yeon-woo wanted from Paik Kun-wu.

“For now, let’s say what you want in return is the restoration of Seoul. Whether you accept my offer or not is up to you… .”

“no. I will tell you now.”

Baek Kun-wu’s eyes changed again.

“As your successor, I will be the leader of this place.”

* * *

“Huh… Heo-eok… .”

Born in 52. A seventy-four-year-old man ran frantically through the dense forest.

The distance he ran barefoot is already several kilometers.

All around was a sea of blood. Needless to say, the road he walked was strewn with corpses.

Everyone was dead, and the pursuers were relaxing as if playing with their prey.

didn’t stop though. Because I wanted to live.

The past, at least, is a former KGB member.

And the mana exposure device that was being developed only for the old dictator at the Russian National Research Institute.

If you hadn’t seen the effect of the nourishing tonic to some extent, the body would not have been able to withstand it and it would have spread.

Dozens of leisurely figures were walking towards him along the bloody road.

Kwajik-

Enemy-

Stepping on and crushing the severely injured Awakener’s head.

“ah… He’s an old man, and he’s not tired.”

“Isn’t it because you chased like a slug?”

“Well, it is relative. hahahaha.”

Most of the figures who approached with giggles were familiar to Putin, who was now in a state of disrepair.

The incarnation of the KGB he belonged to. Because he was wearing FSB uniforms.

They were also executive-level figures that you would have encountered at least once in an official event. The so-called high-ranking Awakeners of the 5th or higher ranks.

“Oh, no… At this rate… .”

“What are you talking about?”

“You think you can’t die like this?”

As if literally joking around, the speed was always at the level of a gait.

Despite being ridiculed, Putin’s eyes did not die. To find a way to live somehow.

There was only one. Even though it was early fall, there was no corner to escape from anywhere in the dense forest that felt exceptionally chilly.

Of course, I couldn’t even ask for help.

It was a sparsely populated mountainous area, and he was no longer the tsar and dictator of Russia.

“What’s going on with the other side?”

“I don’t know. I have no means of contact. Still, isn’t it important that we got him by the neck? Since the most important one has been captured, most of the others will be finished.”

“Isn’t it? Because of Putin, this side must have had the most number of people.”

“The oligarchs say it’s not easy either. There are bastards who joined for money.”

“Yeah, it’s the guys who used to touch scraps of paper while wiping the poop, and the guys who listened to those stupid orders when they became awakened people.”

Since Russia was a dictatorship, there was almost no change in class despite the appearance of the Awakeners.

The Awakeners were closing the distance every moment, laughing at the emerging Russian conglomerates and powerful people who stood above the Awakeners in the form of ordinary people.

Their speed was about the same, but Putin was running slower and slower.

Judging from the atmosphere of this place and the conversations of the Awakeners, it was obvious that the hunt for existing Russian figures who could be called their own was also coming to an end.

“Damn Cube… It’s all because of the damn cube… .”

that day half a year ago. That day was the starting point of all of this.

The world changed in an instant.

The gigantic empire built over decades, the people brainwashed through information control, and the politics of terror created through bloody purges were useless.

The great power of Russia was torn to pieces along with the paralysis of its infrastructure, and the people struggled only for their own survival, not the Russian government, and they became the ones to be purged rather than purged.

He was called tsar because of his power through dictatorship, and political power was exercised only when the state existed normally.

when it wasn’t long after the catastrophe erupted.

So, the animal intuition he displayed when he could still be called the Tsar of Russia was the only thing that kept him alive for half a year.

Even though he was a fugitive.

Thousands and tens of thousands of awakened people who were around the Kremlin Palace at the time of the disaster gathered in an instant, and Putin’s choice was to escape with them.

It wasn’t something I had a clue about or expected. Literally survival instinct and intuition.

Perhaps it was an ability that could only be acquired by those who had enjoyed power through blood for decades.

After that, he was a fugitive.

A fugitive who repeats dying, killing, abandoning, and betraying.

In the meantime, according to information or rumors that I found out without hesitation, Shaolin made the palace she escaped into her base and built a power close to a state centered on Moscow.

Now Putin himself and his followers were being hunted down.

“Even that will be over… Because of the Awoken.”

There is only one difference between all of this. It was about the awakened and the non-awakened.

Because in the changed world, he could no longer be admired.

Everything was driven by the logic of power. More than Putin, who reigned like a king for decades, Xiaolin, who occupied the palace with his own powerful power, was instantly given a sense of justification.

Of course, in the midst of that, many awakened people were with him.

The dictatorship that lasted for decades was so great that the brain rejected even such common sense.

Soon enough, the pursuers’ voices reached Putin’s ears.

Even the Awoken who joined after the slaughter. There were dozens of them, and they had grown so much that it was difficult to estimate easily.

Soon the struggling slow run is caught up with the pursuers.

“Come on.”

“Keugh… .”

Finally, someone reached out and grabbed the little bit of his hair.

“I won’t let you die here, so I’ll keep you alive. In particular, Xiao Lin said that he would see his face.”

“dog… cubs.”

“… pup? This X-sized old man… .”

jjeook-

“Ouch… .”

“I didn’t say to bring him back. I guess you didn’t know because you were teasing me?”

The cheek hit by the Awoken while he was grabbed by the hair was more intense than any pain he had ever suffered.

It wasn’t constant pain like the torture training I received during the KGB days, but it was a completely different kind of pain that made me lose my mind for a moment.

“Did you bring a wagon? I burned this guy and moved… .”

At the end of the voices of the awakened people preparing to move him like a piece of luggage, Putin’s memory flickered.

* * *

Cheak-

“Huh… !”

Putin came to his senses again after being splashed with water.

It was a familiar sight. His palace that ran away half a year ago.

And in front of her eyes, Shaolin, who had become like an enemy, was sitting.

“See you again.”

“Yes, you bastard… .”

I looked around urgently, my anger welling up to the point where the pain was completely gone.

All the antiques and decorations that could feel the history and excitement of Russia had disappeared, and a handmade status board that seemed to show the current war situation was filling one wall.

Dozens of people surrounded him as if watching monkeys in a zoo.

“It’s been a long time since I thought of the Pan Continent. It would take half a year to find just one person. Even on this earth.”

Shaolin rose from her chair.

jerk- jerk-

“The idea was good. Maybe it’s because he has a thread of his life, he knows how to run away like a rat in the middle of it.”

As he said, Putin abandoned his followers and minions in useless order. over the past half year.

The destination is Belarus, west of Moscow.

The president there was also an ordinary person like himself, and like Russia, he had a form close to dictatorship, and he maintained a very good relationship.

I had a close friendship with Putin that I could have a good relationship with.

In the absence of information, it was the best option to escape from Shaolin’s clutches.

Although he was caught in the Smolensk region, where the border is not far away.

“me… What do you plan to do?”

“I’ve felt it before, but slaves are amazing.”

I expected death anyway. It wasn’t something he wanted to hear an answer for, but a sound like an idiot came out of Shaolin’s mouth.

“Anyway, these pitiful people who live and die at an order are busy bragging about how big and hard the shackles are on their ankles. Even though it’s a bug that a shackled person can kill with a single finger.”

Shaolin came closer and gently stepped on Putin’s hand.

“Shut up… .”

“You followed a bug like you as if it were a god. Not only in Russia, but all over the world. Awoken people with power also followed the trend.”

“Sah, live… .”

“Well, I didn’t expect this ending.”

Shaolin consistently ignores whether or not she begs. I just kept going with what I had to say.

“Originally, I was planning to detonate nuclear weapons at the main base I had in mind, and start World War 3 from there.”

“Kkeuk… .”

“Even if that happened, your situation wouldn’t have changed. I was thinking of killing you, putting the right guy in, and changing this place to my liking.”

Kwajik-

“Huh… .”

With those words, Putin’s left hand was completely crushed, and the sound of a hole in his lung echoed throughout the area.

“Why are you talking about this word for word? yeah… Are you happy?”

“Heh, heh, heh… .”

“By any process, the world I wanted has arrived. We should kill you and make it an anniversary.”

Shaolin’s hand grabbed Putin’s nape and lifted him up.

“Today is an anniversary. The anniversary of the complete collapse of the old one and the establishment of a new value in the world.”

As if representing a happy heart, his hands slowly began to gain strength.

“Off, off… .”

Dududuk-

* * *

A rich city where the past and the present coexist.

It was the best expression of Sara Autonomous District at this point.

Huge outer walls and watchtowers reminiscent of the Middle Ages, built from thousands of kilograms of stone.

Buildings and apartments towered inside, serving as skyscrapers, and wooden buildings were neatly cut into the continental style in the empty compartments.

It’s already been about 7 months since Ha Yeon-woo made a decision on a successor after visiting Busan.

The time of about 8 months after the disaster was enough to build a civilization and society of its own even in an atmosphere where mankind seemed to be doomed.

The breeding system centered on less aggressive mutant creatures was fully established, and cattle ranching was booming, and the mother bodies of grain were scattered in the empty land spread out in the valley.

The Awoken, who are usually classified as combat personnel, also made a living with such things.

People in specialized occupations developed their own organs to make things, and exchanged them for food or labor.

People in the realm of experts passed on their own skills in the form of apprenticeships, and made clothing or furniture necessary for living and sold them.

Grocery stores have opened, street vendors have sprung up one by one on the streets, and even convenience facilities such as restaurants are taking their place.

It was just that the conditions were not available, but the knowledge was already full.

It wasn’t enough, but hydropower and wind power generated electricity and supplied it to where it was needed, and scholars worked hard to develop better technology.

Any relationship between a man and a woman was developing no less than the situation in Sara Autonomous District.