Hyper Luck

Chapter 58. Pickup Artist (3)

The law was nothing more than only a temporary shackle to him.

Being born into the most prosperous family in South Korea as the son of the bank president, the law was no more than just a stumbling pebble to Choi SeopHo.

He has always lived with supremacy believing he was different from others since he was born.

Since the days of preschool, which was the time he started meeting ‘outsiders’, adults dressed in black would bow down to him.

He would show no mercy to any other children that would ruffle his feathers, having the adults dressed in black retaliate for him.

That was why nobody wanted to go against him.

He acquired everything he wanted. He also did everything he wanted to do.

Matters that were challenges of a lifetime for others were just one of the games that he played if he wanted to.

A challenge for others, and a thing to do to kill some time for him.

His life was truly a life of privilege itself.

Having experienced so much too early in his life, he had become a person who did not feel even the slightest bit of excitement in anything.

However, there was this one field he never got tired of.

And that was the mind and emotion of human beings.

Manipulating other humans was like a seasoning that he could never get enough of.

No one behaves exactly the same, and no one makes the same choices. And he had fun doing that.

So he started to reach out to people.

He stole someone's woman by breaking or disturbing their relationship. He ruled with violence if anyone was against him.

Even so, those who had been abused by him did not even make a noise.

Why?

Because they knew better what happens when they go against him. That was why he had no hesitation at all.

When Choi SeopHo, in his mid-20s, took over as a company executive, he began to outspread his desires even more ruthlessly.

Sexually assaulting women at a club multiple times.

Group fights during a party with many celebrities.

Assaulting the vehicle owner for getting in front of him on the road, 8 teeth broken, and the victim was diagnosed with injuries that would take four weeks to heal completely.

He also assaulted a middle-aged man in his 40s with an iron pipe on the street, and ruptured his intestines, because the man pointed at him with his finger.

Etc.

He continued to cause violent incidents, but no punishment was ever given to him.

All of the aforementioned incidents were neatly cleaned out under agreement from the victims, and all the disgusting remarks and deeds he committed were considered never happened.

Before the victims could get a chance to even appeal to the law, he shut them up and their families with overwhelming financial power.

What did Choi SeopHo think when he saw the victims agree to make the incident never happen?

It was simple.

‘This is so much fun!’

This was the best entertainment that he could find for himself.

Then he started getting into drugs. This may have been only natural since he was seeking the peak of pleasure.

And that was when he was first sanctioned by the law.

In fact, he got his hands on a new powerful drug that was different from other drugs, such as marijuana, or LSD, however, he only received probation as a penalty.

And this incident never even got on the news either, not a single article made it out to the world.

However, the government authority, which could not be completely nullified by his wealth, instilled a sense of helplessness in him for the first time.

And that helplessness soon turned into unquenchable rage.

Now, where did he decide to release this anger?

The game <Circuit> appeared in the world Choi SeopHo lived in, while he could not express the anger that was continuously accumulating inside him.

As the trend of virtual reality got popular and virtual items and currencies had made their appearance with vague marketability, true virtual reality had finally been realized to the world.

The vague marketability turned into a solid opportunity, where many began to achieve great success.

Several companies jumped in, huge financial resources were invested, goods were circulated to players and NPCs, as they began to accumulate enormous wealth just like reality.

And among the owners of those companies, they also included Choi SeopHo.

His father must have put a lot of thought into what to do with Choi SeopHo, who was shackled by the punishment called probation.

He was a fool, but he was still the most precious son to him. With that twisted love, Choi SeopHo's father proposed a sweet deal to him.

After all, the implemented virtual reality is only 'virtual' and a 'game'.

Therefore, there were no tight and systematic laws to be enforced on.

Even if some rules were violated, it would be fine to just look for a solution within the game itself.

And that was why the business in <Circuit> had been entrusted to Choi SeopHo.

[NGTEC]

A company considered one of the top ten corporations owned by players. The fund line of the company was the largest bank in Korea, not including the National Bank of Korea.

25 million bottles were produced per day.

The variation that the company offered was on another level compared to other companies, and the sales volume was simply incomparable.

And Choi SeopHo was the owner of NGTEC.

Of course, he never could’ve accomplished this business alone. In fact, there was almost zero accomplishment he contributed to this business.

Nevertheless, he reigned as the head of this huge corporation with his bloodline and family name as his weapon.

There was nothing that could stop him, now that the probation that worked as a shackle that had been oppressing him was no more. 

Like a Horace riding a storm, he had already broken the limits of pleasure he longed for in reality in this world of <Circuit>.

In the fantasy world that one could never fully get used to, which offered the five senses that worked the same as reality, and the countless extraterrestrial races one had never seen before.

In that place, Choi SeopHo began to enjoy himself to the best of his ability.

Choi SeopHo's actions now were the climax of pleasure that he himself could ever think of in <Circuit>.

***

***

Some time had passed.

Sitting alone in the darkroom, Choi SeopHo’s heart began to race at the sound of presence coming from outside.

Everyone who entered the room was the men who left the room under Choi SeopHo's order earlier. And there were some figures dragged between them as they rested their arms on the men’s shoulders.

There stood an unconscious woman who seemed to have lost all strength in her body, and there were two more women standing in the back with both of them having similar faces to each other.

They were half-elves with unmatched beauty as if they were crafted masterpieces. However, black veins protruded from their bodies, like a rash.

Choi SeopHo's subordinates, who carefully placed the woman next to him, took their seats on where they were standing.

“This drug is really amazing!”

“They got high in an instant, right?”

“Heh, these bitches didn’t know a thing and only shook their bodies like crazy.”

“You get addicted just by rubbing it on your skin, I wonder if there’s anything like this in the real world too?”

As if their excitement hadn’t completely faded away, all the men started to talk loudly, praising the effects of the black marble.

“Hey.”

Choi Seop-ho's low voice echoed in the room.

The room became silent again.

It was instinctive teamwork that even the hard-trained soldiers could not show.

“Who the fuck did this?”

Choi SeopHo's expression was as stiff as a hard stone statue. A thick vein appeared on his clean forehead showing his anger.

Then, he lifted the thigh of the fainted half-elf who was sitting next to him and pointed to the inside of her thigh.

There was a red scratch on the inside of her alluring thigh. The scratch was more visibly seen thanks to her pale white skin.

At that sight, everyone in the room bowed their heads and began to sweat bullets, including even Jason, who kept his composure all the time.

“Which son of a bitch did this?”

In the midst of silence at Choi SeopHo's threat, the middle-aged man who had been pointed at earlier carefully raised his hand.

“I-It was m-...”

Smack!

A thick beer mug hit his face.

A beer mug thrown with a force that could not be reached by human strength was enough to even crush the wind.

The man, who received the beer mug with his face, was sent flying then slammed the back of his head against the wall, helplessly falling to the floor.

“Stand up.”

Choi SeopHo put his feet on the table. He approached the man who had collapsed, kicking and breaking the expensive bottles on the table.

“I-I’m so sorry, Director Choi.”

The middle-aged man with a messed-up face crawled on the floor and knelt on his knees.

“Didn’t,”

Said Choi SeopHo as he grabbed his hair.

“I tell you,”

Then he dragged him to the table.

“Not to leave a mark on my property?”

And slammed his head onto the table as hard as he could.

Slam!

A dull and heavy sound of shock filled up the entire room. Everyone in the room looked away. The face of the man on the table was completely destroyed.

“Huff, Huff, Huff...”

Smashed teeth protruded from his mouth, and his whole body trembled like a tree that got hit by the wind, as he crawled on the floor without saying a word.

“You better not do this ever again, you got that?”

Choi SeopHo talked to him as if he was appeasing a child. The man nodded his head in a hurry with blood gushing out from every hole on his face. In the midst of this, a piece of blood on his nose fell to the floor.

“Your answer?”

“Y… Y… Ye… Yes!”

The man answered with his body trembling as if he had had a seizure at Choi Seop-ho's question, slipping on the blood he had spilled and collapsed to the floor as he hit his cheek on the floor. Then Choi SeopHo took off the necklace he was wearing and put it on the middle-aged man.

And a moment later,

The man’s back started to shiver.

“Th-thank you.”

After a while, the man got up from the floor with a somewhat healed face and bowed to Choi Seop-ho. Obviously, it was an item with a health recovery per second option.

As soon as the man sat down cautiously, he took off the necklace from his neck and began to wipe it with his sincerity with his own clothes.

In the meantime, Choi SeopHo checked all the fainted half-elves.

“Did you make more of these?”

“Well...”

“Yes, sir.”

People in the room hesitated to answer, but Jason answered right away.

“Then what are you waiting for? Go out and enjoy yourselves as much as you want.”

Choi SeopHo suddenly started speaking in a pleasant tone.

“I’m sorry, team leader Kyung. You’re okay, right?"

Then he spoke softly to the man he had just beaten up. The person who was called the Team leader Kyung immediately bowed his head.

“I made a huge mistake. I apologize once again. Director Choi.”

Then, Choi SeopHo opened his mouth with a smile on his face.

“Oh, well, people can make a mistake at least once. It must’ve been a long and hard day for you today. So make sure you enjoy yourself tonight, alright?"

“Yes. Thank you so much, Director.

Team leader Kyung bowed to him once again and put the necklace he had polished with all his might on the table before he left the room.

Left alone again, Choi SeopHo began to instinctively take action toward the three fainted half-elves.

The addictions that they will experience once they wake up were beyond imagination. They were sure to become great toys for Choi SeopHo.

Soon, Choi SeopHo’s face turned completely red as the blood started pumping to his face in pure excitement.

* * *

In the early morning of Azharus, the five-ed leaves shimmered under the hot sun, and its stems glowed by themselves, subtly illuminating the surrounding forest.

And there was a sleek vehicle that raced relentlessly on the road in the middle of such a forest, it was Puavolti.

In the back seat of Puavolti, there was Choi Seop-ho, who was sitting in a very bad almost lying posture, and a man sitting at a 90-degree right angle.

“This is a report on net sales for this month. The total is 1,550,000 gold, of which 67.7% goes to the head office. this is… "

“Whatever, make it short.”

“You have to listen carefully in order to avoid any setbacks for your business…”

“I said, short.”

Choi SeopHo stared at the man sitting next to him with a bloody expression. Nevertheless, the man did not even nod and began to carry on his words.

“As directed by the President, we are in close contact with a new dwarf industrial company in order to operate the next production line more effectively...”

“Ah for fuck’s sake!”

The curse came out suddenly. However, there was not even a slight movement on the face of the man sitting next to him.

“Alright, I don’t care. Do whatever the hell you want.”

“Then, according to the existing president’s policy..."

“Yeah~ Yeah~”

“Secondly, the high-level player mercenaries of level 60 or higher hired by the company will arrive in Azharus shortly. You will soon be able to level up quickly by clearing the quests secured by the Information Guild.”

“Do I really have to do such a thing?”

“The main core of this virtual reality is the fact that it is just a game after all. In real life, one can manage to take risks through a simple device called insurance, but since in this world, our company can take damage in ‘more than one way’, it is necessary that you raise your level and the other employee’s level.”

“All my closest subordinates are high level already. Isn’t that enough?”

“Currently, you are only receiving stat bonuses through your equipment, so we have to hurry in leveling you...”

“Ah, okay, fine! I’ll do that on my own time. There, are you satisfied?!”

After Choi SeopHo instantly made the man beside him shut his mouth, he leaned forward to talk to the driver.

“How is it today?”

The driver gave an unpleasant laugh and turned his head to him.

“I saw something quite amazing yesterday.”

“What was it?”

“I saw a half-elf walk around with a player, and she’s a hottie. I’ve never seen her before so she must be a new one.”

“Okay, keep talking.”

The driver, who had his face covered with piercings, continued to talk.