Another World With AI 155

Chapter 155 – 14. Regime Change

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Next day.
As Sihwan said, So-ri made an appointment to steal useful members.

Thanks to this, Joo Ye-ji was very nervous and called the committee members that So-ri pointed out.

“Hello!!”
“Have you been doing well!!!”

A desk placed in a spacious space with a high ceiling.
The two women deeply greeted the woman who was working there.

90 degrees.
He bent her back tightly, showing the utmost respect and submission her, controlling his body her so that no fault could be found.

‘What did this bitch call for?’
‘Fuck.’

Joo Ye-ji, famous for his truth.
Not too long ago, I brought in a third-ranking member named Eun-jung as a support, and the rest became quite comfortable, but from some point on, she disappeared.

Swoop.

A shadow fell on the floor
A single falling shadow.
Something cold began to trickle down the heads of the two nervous women.

The water was brought by Joo Ye-ji.
He poured the water from the glass on the two women without hesitation.

Pop.
Pop.

The style that I put so much effort into was all messed up.

“What’s that look like?”
“….”
“I have to go somewhere important today, so get changed. Keep the leader clean too.”
“Yes, yes… Sorry!!!”

Fucking year.
You can say it with words, but why pour water on it?

The two expressed their dissatisfaction, but couldn’t get it out.

“What are you doing? Go ahead and dress up.”
“Yes…? Yes!”

Could this be the end?
Did I uselessly call out and pour water on you just to say this?
The two women bit their lips at the absurd truth.

Even so, the attitude is extremely polite.

The two women left the office of the Supreme Council like that, just as servants before the king walk backwards to Daejeon.

Joo Ye-ji is left alone with the door closed.
She looked at the door where the two disappeared for a moment, then sighed.

“I don’t feel good.”

I went to the window and looked down at the city view, pulled out a cigarette, which is fashionable these days, and asked.

Profit.

After lighting the fire with the lighter sold in the set, he took a deep breath.

“Whoa.”

A cloud of smoke dispersed in the wide room and disappeared.

“What the hell are you calling me to do?”

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Dinner.
Joo Ye-ji led two committee members to a restaurant.

Pretty late.
Perhaps Hasori has already arrived.

“After….”

In a way, it was only natural that Ha So-ri, who was idle, would arrive first, but if she was a person with that natural ‘common sense’, there would be nothing to be so nervous about. Wouldn’t a box of side dishes fly today?

“I… Joo, Yeji Joo, the best… ? Why the hell… ?”

Unusual atmosphere.
Ju Ye-ji, who always behaved arrogantly as if he were a king, stiffened her face with a lot of tension, so the two women who followed her were to die for her.

That Joo Ye-ji is such a nervous opponent. Who the hell do you want to meet?

Swoop.

Yeji put her arm around the shoulders of the two fearful women.

“Listen.”
“Yes Yes?”
“Go and do whatever you are told to do, no matter what happens, no matter what you do, no matter what you hear.”

Gulp.

Just listening to it is stressful.
Just do what you’re told to do
I hope we will see someone like Joo Ye-ji again.
And a person like Joo Ye-ji who is higher than Joo Ye-ji….

‘What a fucking year it is… ?’

“Let’s go in.”

Full of tension, I followed the staff’s guidance and headed to the place where the sound was.
Sliding doors wrapped in Korean paper and an interior with an antique design.
Yeji gulps down at the familiar sight, enough to bring PTSD.

“Holy Head, this is Yeji.”

When I brought out a slightly trembling voice, I was told to come in soon.
A very calm and nonchalant tone of voice.
But don’t be discouraged. Ha So-ri is a bitch who changes her attitude quickly depending on her mood her.

“I will go in.”

Dreuk.

She prepared for a bottle of alcohol.
Or something like a container of hot side dishes or a container of cutlery, he had in mind.

“… ?”

But she was safe(?).
Nothing flew, just a calm atmosphere.

“What are you doing? It’s not coming in.”
“….”

There’s even a refreshing smile.
Yeji became anxious again.

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Late night.

Normally, Sihwan would have slept with her wife, Yuina, or brought in slaves, or he would have gone to Yeonseo’s house and made love letters, shouts, and flirtation.

But he was now spending the night with Rihanna in a dormitory set up in a slum.

Swoop! Swoop!

“Aww!”
“Tighten up a little more!”

Rihana lying down with her legs wide apart, and Sihwan lying on top of her and teasing her waist her.
No matter how many times he had already cummed on her, semen was white at the joint her, and the bedspread underneath her was damp.

Bup! Bup!

“Awesome… !”

A cock penetrating between two healthy, coppery thighs, and semen overflowing from that junction.
Shihwan touched his chest her and enjoyed the afterglow.

“Good night….”
“Ha… Ha….”

Good sex anytime.
Especially if your partner keeps changing.

Sihwan hugged the sweaty girl as if he were her husband her and rolled over on her bed.

“Ugh… What, what are you doing…!”
“You’re just loafing around.”
“What an asshole… !”

In fact, there was no need to come here from this point on. In the first place, the operation starts in the morning when the committee starts.
But I did come.

Missile final inspection and skeleton maintenance.
That’s the name, but that’s just a literal excuse, and in fact, it’s been a long time since I wanted to enjoy Rihana.

“… Are you really doing it?”

After the hot sex, it’s night time.

Chi profit.

Rihana asked as she put the meat on the fire.

Blow up the committee.
It’s a huge thing that I’ve never heard of in my life.
But Sihwan really plans it, and he intends to implement it right away this morning.

“Of course.”
“… Put those poor people in front?”
“Uh.”

Here’s the plan.
First, pour Missile Jukppang-1.
And put in slaves.
Then, put in the skeleton and clean it up with Hasori.

There was a possibility that the slaves who were put in after the missiles would be harmed.
Because the weapon he gave me was a laser gun, not a railgun.

If the railgun is a kind of ‘bombing’ weapon, the lasergun is just an anti-personnel pistol.
It certainly has strong power and stopping power, but it wasn’t just an incredibly powerful thing. At least from Sihwan’s point of view.

“Can’t we just put the skeleton first?”
“For what?”
“But those people are life!”
“What does that matter?”
“Aren’t people more valuable than lifeless golems?”
“Not at all.”
“….”
“There’s nothing to write about unless you’re a good person. No, to be precise, even the Tigers are useless, but I’m keeping them alive because of you, and the rest don’t even have that. Where did you even hear the gun?”
“… You are a real psycho sometimes.”

Even though she couldn’t understand Sihwan’s way of thinking, she was on the one hand, she was also understood.
Apparently, contempt for life is universal in the Tower, and if you think about it from that point of view, the poor are nothing but a burden to him.
In a way, it is natural to do something close to disposition.

“Okay? Then you should treat me better.”
“….”

Sensing her desire her welling up in his eyes her again, Rihana silently put her dog down and buried her face in his groin her.

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Morning.

Sihwan woke up in Rihana’s bed of her.
Before I knew it, Bari and Eunjung were standing next to me.

“You woke up. Master.”
“Yes.”
“All preparations are complete.”
“Okay.”

When I came out of the building after a brief shower, 2000 slaves and 500 skeletons were standing in an orderly manner.
And behind that, there were 10 dropships lined up, enough to say they were huge.

In fact, it was originally intended to be moved by transport vehicle.
However, time is also time and the volume was larger than expected, so he produced a large transport aircraft, the dropship.
With this, all you have to do is fly quickly through the air and drop it at your destination.

Of course, in the process, someone could die or get injured in an accidental accident, but that wasn’t the case.

Push Yi Profit.

– Operation of missile silos.
– Combined Jukppang-1 warhead.
– Route settings. Clear your career path.

The empty lot next to the parade ground split.
And something came out from below.

The head that appears with a flutter.
An elongated cylinder with a sharp point on a white background.

It was a missile with a warhead weight of 15 tons.

Kugung.

Its height alone is 212 meters.
It was a gigantic scale that ate up quite a few high-rise buildings, and the pressure was as great as its majesty.

“I-that… Missile… ?”
“The only missile I know is the Fire missile….”
“I am Ice Missile.”
“What the hell is that… ?”

A murmur was heard.
It was a very natural phenomenon because they were savages who had no concept of ballistic missiles at all.
To hit such a gigantic, ‘building’ with a one-time weapon. It was incomprehensible to their common sense.

Push profit.

A cloud of smoke billowed from the upper part of the missile.