Crazy Villain Regains Consciousness

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James Reed and his friends looked at the numbers on the papers with serious expressions.

It was only summarized on one page, but the aftermath was never light.

“Can this be human?”

“I thought it was wrong. I never thought that a person could have this kind of power.”

“I know that you hunted plus-plus-level monsters, but the fact that a real human body possessed this level of power… … .”

An unimaginable power ran through the human body.

The strength of the body was also far beyond the limits of human beings.

Comparing the level of the Awoken in all aspects of resilience, strength, and resilience was embarrassingly superior.

Even though the object of comparison here was a superman.

In a place of admiration and astonishment, Eric Clarkson looked at James Reed and asked.

“James, what do you see?”

“… … .”

“James?”

“Oh sorry. The numbers are so amazing. What did you say?”

“I wonder how you see it.”

“Ah, that? Being the target of comparison itself is embarrassing. I thought that my physical ability could be compared to a certain extent even if I couldn’t match anything else.”

It was none other than James Reed’s criterion that Choi Jun-ho was directly compared to.

I thought that if I was a macho man, who is considered to be one of the top superhumans, and whose physical abilities are considered the highest, I would be comparable to some extent.

At least to some extent.

Now that thought has been shattered.

“This is a level that can no longer be considered a human being.”

“That’s right, you can’t make comparisons with humans.”

“Once the physical strength is revealed, it can be viewed as a minimum plus level. Can you compare it to the Sandworm or Black Griffin that appeared last time?”

“The amount of force is much higher than that, and the number of gifts we have is much higher.”

“Combat intelligence cannot be left out here. The biggest advantage of Head Breaker is not physical or force, but combat intelligence.”

Its combat intelligence can also be quantified, but there was still a question mark as to whether it had a specific effect.

No matter how powerful a physical ability you have, if you can’t use it properly, you’ll be a mess.

Among the monsters that know how to use it properly, the difficulty rises exponentially.

“Do you have the physical abilities of the monster level, the amount of force that exceeds that, the various gifts, and the combat intelligence that leads to victory in any situation?”

“… … .”

The moment I summarized the listed things and mentioned them, there was a thick silence in the hall.

No matter how many times I said it, they were unique numbers.

Eric Clarkson groaned.

“I’m glad I didn’t say I was going to face the head breaker anyway.”

“It is reckless to still doubt its power and try to deal with it.”

“I agree.”

What I felt while looking at the numbers was that Choi Jun-ho should never be turned around.

It was a moment of tacit agreement.

* * *

The contents of my analysis came into my hands.

The target of comparison is Zolaman.

In my eyes, it’s terrifying, but he’s known for being one of the most talented superhumans, so you can see where I’m at compared to the top superhumans.

“It’s amazing to see you like this.”

What is clear is that it is a unique number among superhumans. There were also comparisons with monsters, and I thought it was more correct to compare them to monsters than to humans.

I also felt that I was gradually moving away from human beings, but as long as I don’t lose my human identity, it doesn’t really matter.

It’s like realizing that I’m normal and being wary not to go crazy.

[It’s already a long way from the top, though.]

“Why are you fighting again?”

[just. So, is it okay for me to give out this important information?]

“What information?”

[Information about you. It’s known how strong you are, but isn’t that what those who want to be hostile to you can prepare for?]

In the past, I had similar thoughts.

No, it must have been a while ago.

But now a lot has changed.

“If you can prepare, try it.”

[What?]

“This information may or may not be leaked, but if it does, it doesn’t really matter. Because when you see this number, you don’t even dare to deal with me.”

[Is that so?]

“I couldn’t even dare to deal with Shinsoo, so I can fight against Shinsoo?”

[…] … .]

Yong-yong had a rather bad mood, probably because he said that I had hunted a divine beast.

“It would be better if everything came out instead. If you have a seizure like you sprayed it, you can wipe it off. You have to clean it up regularly to make the world a cleaner place.”

[Will there be a way to attack you?]

“Things like that happen, too.”

But there is one more thing to keep in mind.

“Why do you think I’m stagnant? I plan to be stronger than I am now and I will continue to be stronger in the future.”

As long as you stop in your seat and try to enjoy it with the power you have, you can disappear.

I have no intention of doing so.

[You have great confidence.]

It’s something you shouldn’t do without being prepared for it. It would be a great arrogance to be able to deal with me simply with that number. Because I can exert a stronger power when I use the gift than that number.

I think I’ve answered enough, but Yong-yong has more to say.

“You are away for a while.”

[Uh, why?]

“I have something to think about, but it gets in the way.”

[Come on, wait! Whoa!]

After pushing Yong-yong away, I cleared my mind.

The main content was gift and separation. As I heard from the conversation with Zolaman, the longer the gift and bond last, the greater the impact I have.

The important thing here is that my death does not occur when the gift is removed.

Not dying, that’s the important thing.

If that’s the case, enough research is done, and if I prepare my mind, it will be possible to remove the hematoma.

However, in that case, there is a high probability that blood intake will also disappear.

As it is a gift that has been with me for a long time, I had no choice but to be careful about losing blood intake.

“If you gain one, you lose one.”

It was an unchanging truth.

* * *

The arrival of Zolaman and the doctors had a pretty big impact on Korea.

Starting with what I had prepared for Korea University in advance, I began to absorb not only Zolaman and his friends, but also the high-level human resources that exist in Korea.

This is both for smooth research and for nurturing high-level human resources.

I was trying to make the pawns graduate students, but I didn’t know how to mass-produce graduate students below them.

It’s just that they don’t die.

“Korea has a high level of education and there are a lot of really good people! If you don’t take advantage of this wonderful human resource, you’re doing something wrong!”

Zolaman then absorbed people like a black hole.

People joined the company without knowing that they were going to be graduate students in the guise of a researcher.

I decided not to worry about it because it was only me who had to get the results I wanted.

In this situation of laying the foundation of the research institute, Zolaman often came to the training room to play.

To fight Berserker.

Just a few years ago, the difference between the two, who had been in the middle of nowhere, was wider than expected.

It lasted quite a while and collapsed, but both the Berserkers and the Zolamen were smiling happily.

“I rather like it! I’m so excited! You can challenge yourself!”

“Keuk, anyone with a taste for me is always welcome.”

You two are pretty damn good.

How many times have you measured and received data?

Unlike the Berserker, who completely relied on instinct, the Zola Man was seen fighting with several layers of the mask of reason.

I thought the reaction was slow because I had a lot of thoughts, but that wasn’t the case, I just didn’t have a fighting sense. Zola Man is the type that fights by reinforcing his lack of combat sense with data.

It can be seen that he desperately squeezed his head in his own way to overcome his weakness.

“Fun.”

It felt like my field of view was doubled just by making new contact. The Berserker’s senses, stimulated by seeing the quick-adapted Zola Man, are being sharpened even more.

After all, it’s best to drive a smart guy without giving him a chance to roll his head.

“You’re having a good time, you’re having a good time.”

[Isn’t that because I’m envious?]

“Not at all.”

[Looks envious.]

At Yong-yong’s teasing, I stared at the scene of the two confrontation.

while each other stimulates each other. Sometimes I am ahead and sometimes I am behind.

Such a relationship is called a rival.

The relationship between Jeong Da-hyun and Lee Se-hee can be defined like this.

So, who is my rival?

self-proclaimed god? Or is it a dragon? Or a hematoma?

It’s all a tasteless combination.

“Even if we give each other information like that, it will only become a weakness if things go wrong.”

Giving up to watch the showdown further, I turned around and left.

[To be grumpy.]

* * *

Jin Se-jeong, who was called to the Blue House, looked around with a slightly puzzled expression.

I had visited the Blue House several times, but this was the first time I had a sudden call like today.

You say it’s urgent, but what is it? As all kinds of thoughts were running through my head, Chun Myung-guk appeared.

“Sorry for the sudden invitation. I have an urgent business.”

“Oh, no. If there is an urgent matter, you should call. Please feel free to call me.”

“If it’s not really urgent, it shouldn’t be. Anyway, it makes me feel at ease.”

“So what is urgent work?”

“I was going to tell you anyway. Well, not long ago, when I invited Berserker-nim, I had a solo session with Choi Jun-ho and Cho-in. There were things I had to tell you, and there were things that Choi Jun-ho and Cho-in-nim asked for me.”

“yes.”

“Choi Jun-ho’s request was to find out the identity of a malicious commenter.”

Ah, the anxious thoughts did not go astray.

No matter how much you ask the president of a country to find malicious commenters.

Choi Jun-ho was great, and President Cheon Myeong-guk who accepted it was also great.

No, it’s possible because it’s Choi Junho.

And it would be a breeze to figure out the identity of the malicious commenter with the power of the state.

The words that followed made a wedge.

“The malicious commenter was Berserker-sama. Did the manager know?”

“… yes.”

“You must inform Choi Jun-ho of this fact. But I didn’t know what would happen if I delivered it right away, so I invited the team leader.”

All sorts of thoughts filled my mind.

The plot was different, but the ending was the same.

Berserker will never be safe.

“Are you sure you have to pass it on?”

“We must not refuse the request of Choi Jun-ho and Cho-in.”

“It is.”

“What do you think will happen if you tell us this?”

“The best case is that nothing happens, and at the worst, Berserker-sama’s life cannot be guaranteed.”

“The predictions of both sides are not significantly wrong.”

Do you have the same thoughts as the President? Wouldn’t that sound more gloomy?

It is the president’s strength to predict the future closely with a simulation gift.

If he had said it, it meant the future that would surely happen.

“Then we have no choice but to talk properly. Can you help me, too?”

“How can I help you?”

“Anything, I need someone to help me now.”

“… yes.”

He wanted to run away, but he had to do what he could to minimize the damage.

Jin Se-jeong answered with a determined expression.

After a while, Choi Jun-ho, who was contacted by the president, appeared.

Worst.

Apparently, he looked uncomfortable today. Is it right to talk in such an atmosphere?

A look of disappointment crossed his face as if the president had noticed that too.

“We have identified the identity of the malicious commenter who asked us to find out the other day.”

“okay?”

“Yes.”

“I wonder who it is.”

“So… … .”

After hesitating for a moment, the president struggled to speak.

“… The true identity of the malicious commenter is Berserker-sama.”

Finally, the identity of the malicious commenter was revealed to Choi Jun-ho.

Jin Se-jeong closed her eyes tightly.

However, there is no response from Junho Choi.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Junho Choi’s expression. He maintained an ambiguous state with no expression on his face.

After a while, his mouth opened.