How the Villain Lives

37. Harvest as sown.

Yoo White Woo is not a strong opponent. Because of the lack of tricks to follow people and the stiffness of the mindset, it seemed as though Sung-hoon, who uses all kinds of vile means, had been leading the way so far, and he admitted that in a pure headfight, he was superior to himself.

'Words that are capable of making mistakes can be consistent with Morso. No, if you don't know, you might be able to guess that I'm involved. Damn it, I've never talked to Yoo White Woo in person..'

"You're a little late. Here."

"Haha, my taste is so young. They love sweet things."

"I didn't think I'd get there because I didn't have enough information about the ghost. In the future, we will have as many sweet cars as we can."

"Thank you for that. What more do you want to ask? because I'm a little tired."

"It's not that great."

Yu White Woo, who drank a little tea, stared at the two eyes of the Holy Hun and said:

"Once again, I would like to thank you on behalf of Kang-hyun. This time, what the Ghost did is thankful for a few times, but it's not enough. It's costly to recover before and after, and we can't give you a huge prize, but we'll take care of it without you."

"I didn't really expect a reward. It's coercive, even if you think about me because you have some bad prejudices about me."

"Don't put any pressure on me. It's because I'm uncomfortable. So let's get to the point. I'm going to ask the ghost four questions from now on."

The value varies depending on which of the four questions you ask.

"I'd like you to answer the truth, but it's unlikely, so I can't help it. I want you to keep one thing in mind before you ask any questions. I will use this question and answer the ghost to create the ghost's profile."

"Profile?"

"Yes, I will complete my profile according to your personality, risk, influence, mindset and my own standards. My personality is a little bit unusual, so I record people like this."

"To be honest, I'm a little upset. to fill out his profile in front of the parties."

"I want you to be considerate of that."

Rather, he came out so confidently that he had nothing to say about the Holy Spirit. What am I supposed to do? I'm a little unusual, so I hope you understand. This is technically a pattern of behavior. I felt quite strange when I was attacked myself.

"Can I refuse and leave?"

"It doesn't matter if you do that."

"Hmm."

Sung-hoon, who lightly clenched his head, said with open eyes.

"All right, I'll answer that."

"Thank you for understanding."

"I'm not just doing it for you. Yoo Baek Woo owed me one."

"Debt?"

"Yes, it's not that big, but you'll only have to help me one more time. If you hear it and find it hard, you can say no at any time. Khh."

However, even if you refuse here, your own movements can be confirmed by the testimony of the people who were on the scene at the time. If you give yourself a chance to have a conversation here, you may suspect that you are hiding something. I'd rather have an active answer and manipulate the image on this side.

"If that's the case, that's fine. So let me ask you the first question. Does the Ghost have a secret power?"

"… I'm not sure what the question means. Are you talking about thaw chung or something?"

"It's not like that. Even guilds and alliances that only the Ghosts know about and don't reveal at all, or parties that are a little small."

I didn't answer right away. Slowly lift the glass containing the still blooming cocoa and bring it to the mouth and put it down gracefully again. It took about 10 seconds for Sung-hoon to figure out what to say.

"There's a problem."

All toprankers are affiliated with the guild or enter the party. Rather, it was extremely rare for a person to act alone. If you tell a clumsy lie, you'll have a field trip. Even if it was Mirina right now, everyone knew it was her subordinate, and even a party of two could be called a party.

"I see. Can you tell me the approximate size of that?"

"I can't tell you exactly until then. But at least it's a small guild. Huhu."

Even if it is a small guild, it can range from 2 to more than 50 people who are the minimum members of the guild. However, Yu Baek Woo did not dig further there and moved on to the second question.

"So that's number two. I heard for a moment that I decided to supply the people who were heading that way with a parachute once a week."

"Absolutely."

"The paragraphs are a very dangerous drug. If you take antidotes beforehand and increase your resistance, you can avoid addiction, but if you experience the effects of drugs from start to finish, no one will be addicted. No matter how great the work you've accomplished so far, you can't leave the distribution of such dangerous drugs to individuals."

'That's what it looks like.'

I never thought I would leave the supply of such a drug to an individual who threatened the entire city. Sung-hoon also decided not to be stubborn in this area. You should not greet more than you need unless you have the means to replenish your medicine.

"I know. I'll talk to Yoo Baek Woo later about the drug problem."

"They're already addicted, but if we can't, we have to regulate them thoroughly so that they will never be distributed to the general public. But that's not what I wanted to say."

"Then what?"

"This is the third question. Do you have the means to create that paragraph?"

"……."

A normal person would not feel anything strange in the words of Sung-hoon. Periodically supplying drugs is, of course, the ability to produce drugs, so we move on without weighing them down.

However, Yoo Baek Woo did not have to dig it in. At first glance, I thought I just blew up one question, but it didn't feel like it for Sung-hoon.

Creepy.

I got a creep in my back. The supernatural body, whose body tried to tremble marginally, but was unable to control even one response from the body, did not express the agitation of the mind outside. He remained perfectly focused, both on the outside and in the atmosphere.

"Though time is short and the surrounding conditions are not right, I am still the best wizard in Shinshi. As a result, my conclusion is that the paragraphs are not replicable. It's made of a special skill, so you can't manufacture it unless you know what it is."

"You're so proud. Huhu."

"Because I believe in my abilities. Let me ask you one more question. Do you have the means to produce the medicine?"

Whether luck followed or simply coincidental, Sung-hoon has never met anyone who penetrates his scheme until now. At least Eliman was guessing his inner heart to some extent, but it was only guessing and revealing because the two acknowledged each other as companions.

'How far are you guessing this guy?'

However, for the first time, Seong Hoon met a creature that seemed to penetrate his black innards. And I was forced to use my head much more extremely than usual. The question that Yu White Woo asks is plain everywhere. However, it may be absurd to answer that question in plain sight.

'I have the means to produce it. If you answer this question, you may have a better figure underneath, or you may have secretly embraced the High Priestess, the only person who can make the medicine, than the infamous white woman called Shinshi's best wizard. Also, once you have the ability to make medicine, the restraint directed at me will go up to unparalleled levels.'

It is problematic to say that there is no means of producing drugs. In that case, I guess the plan is to reduce the supply of medicine by reducing Sung-hoon's mouth. No, Yu White Woo may have already approached the family. I thought that Sung-hoon was caught in the water. In a situation where choosing either way was problematic, Sung-hoon suddenly burst into laughter.

"Khh."

I didn't know why it was real. And Seong Hun spoke as if he was possessed by something.

"There is no means to replenish the medicine."

"… nothing."

"Yes, as Yu Baek Woo discovered, the medicine cannot be manufactured in the normal way. Huhu."

'How is it going to come out?'

At the moment of the sect, Sung-hoon gambled. I put everything on lightning speculation that combined the cold-hearted attitude of seeing people in numbers with the catastrophes brought about by such behaviour, the value of it and its addicts, and all that information.

And if your guess is correct..

'If it is the same situation as me, I will conclude that I will reduce my mouth.'

The nature of dairy cows is cold-blooded and everything is computationally and efficiently weighed only. If you're a supervisor, the type you don't want to work with, but you can call it the opposite, is that Yu Baek Woo is in charge of leadership, and he's in charge of aiding and abetting synergies and creating a large group called the Alliance.

In the meantime, Yu White Woo acted like he was trying to imitate the limits, but the results were not always good. Human nature does not change easily. You may die for those you've never seen before in the mission, but if you're a white woman who tried to stand before you without hesitation for the most efficient reason, you'll make the same decision.

"… Is that so?"

Yu White Woo said nothing for a moment. If it weren't for Yoo White Woo, it would have caught Sung-hoon's body right away. But it was Yu White Woo who was here now. He is a man of efficiency.

'Did the ghost think the same thing about me?'

Sung-hoon's gambling was a success. Yoo Baek Woo would have chosen to reduce her mouth if it was the same situation as Sung-hoon. Of course, that didn't mean that Yoo White Woo was as evil as Sung-hoon. If it was his idea to actively reduce people to work because he lacked medicine, Yoo Baek Woo approached him calculated according to his abilities.

'At the end of one compulsory mission, an average of 1-2 missions fail. Nevertheless, it does not feel like the population is not decreasing significantly because there are more spare lives. However, with a total of 3 compulsory missions, the number of Daggers will be reduced so far that people without any spare life can't compare if they fail the next mission. In addition, he dies from the lowest four to five seats in the all-out war against the city.'

Even if we do not reduce people to 'active' as Sung-hoon does, the number of people dying of 'natural' is not high. Given the people who die in the forthcoming compulsory mission, the people who die in the all-out war with the city, and even the people who die during the mission, we can withstand a few months with only the amount of parachutes that have been collected from the enemy's main camp.

Of course, we may have a problem in a few months, but it's enough to pass this risk on right now.

"All right, that's the last question."

"Last one."

"Yes, and it's a simple question. Can you imagine that in the future, the Ghost will continue to cooperate with us and act for all the people of the Shin City?"

It's not about getting special information, it's not about thinking about my heart. I was just wondering what human beings really think of ghosts. True or false, Yu White wondered what the ghost would say.

"You can ask anyone the same question. My answer is yes, of course."

"I see."

"Yes, because the actions of the people in the synagogue are also for me. So let's get up."

"Sorry, you've taken too much time. Please go and relax. We'll take care of the rest."

Ugh!

Yoo White Woo, who was left alone after Sung-hoon left, murmured as he drank all the chilled tea.

"Ghost, can I think of you as an ally now?"

Meanwhile, Sung-hoon, who came out of the tent, paused and thought.

'Yoo White Woo. A dangerous person. We have to deal with this before anyone else does.'