Chapter 291 – #292 the Memory Stalker
#292 Memory Stalker
The guy I was torturing was [Five-One (51)], Who was closest to Five. So it means that he is the one who has the strongest power in this town after Five.
He had a lot of power and knew a lot, but when he sometimes hesitated to answer or rolled his eyes, he blew a nuclear bomb without delay, and the guy spewed out the information he knew.
‘An information vending machine that spits out information when hit…!’
Information came out one by one with each punch.
Anyway, I drew the locations of the other villages I heard from him on the map I got from Peter. There are a total of three villages he knows, and they are said to be governed by [Four], [Six], And [Nine] Respectively.
‘It’s me…’
I had heard about Nine from Peter.
She brings Peter the byproducts of monsters, and Peter processes them into weapons or armor. And Nine takes the weapons and armor made like that and goes back to Slater.
And there was one more surprising fact.
“All of Slater’s executives are Suin?”
“Yeah, yes…”
The one whose head got bigger after being beaten so badly by the nuclear honey chestnut nodded his head with difficulty.
‘No matter how close he is to Five, he doesn’t know everything.’
There was one thing he didn’t know, but that was that one of Slater’s executives, [Seven], Was Peter. Peter was a human, not a beast, but he didn’t know that.
‘Anyway, he’s a beast…’
The beasts were a very mysterious race.
Beasts can transform into three different shapes, one being a human like us, the other being an animal like a wild boar that Five transformed into, and the last one being a fusion of a human and an animal.
It is said that Five, who transformed into a wild boar, is said to have evolved that way to be as big as a monster.
Five had a strong desire for power and wanted to become as strong as a giant monster. He kept that wish for over hundreds of years, and as a result, when he turned into a wild boar, he was able to grow to the size of a monster.
‘But then what do you do? In the end, it’s shit.’
The fifth strongest guy in Slater was killed by one of my punches. To be honest, I didn’t think the guys above it could withstand my fist.
‘I have to finish it quickly and go back.’
Lovely girls are waiting for me. Of course, they have meetings while returning to their alter egos, but succubus or dark lady couldn’t do that. This is because it can lead to backtracking.
‘Especially the succubus.’
How I grumbled over the phone about being lonely at night.
I wanted to visit him as an alter ego, but I couldn’t. If you do, you will be punished and only the poor self will be blown up.
‘Should I go back now?’
The information vending machine seemed to have vomited up all the information. I took him back to the village.
*****
I went back to Raon Jenna and shared her information I had found out. And she, too, told me what she had learned while I was away.
“So you’re saying these people are normal humans?”
“Yeah. I was a little surprised too. A beastman… I thought that such a thing existed only in my imagination.”
“…”
“Huh? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“No.”
To me, a nine-tailed fox is also an imaginary being, Raonjena.
Anyway, while I was away, Laonjena had a conversation with the villagers and learned that they were taken by Five and forced into slavery.
One day, Five and 51 to 55, a total of 6 beastmen, who came suddenly, invaded the village they lived in, killed the monster hunters in the village, and ruled over them.
They even burned the village where they lived and forced them to move here.
They say they tried to rebel a couple of times, but to no avail. With their strength, they could not overcome the overwhelming power of the wild boar beastmen.
“So?”
“Huh?”
“So what do we do?”
“Yeah…”
At my blunt question, Raonjena looked at me and hesitated. She didn’t have to listen for an answer, she knew what she wanted.
‘It’s so soft.’
Raon Jenna’s well-ripened body was also soft, but what was softer than that was her thoughts.
‘No, when did these guys believe everything they said they saw?’
Her personality seemed to have changed a lot.
Even when she first met me, she was full of doubts, but now I can’t find anything like that.
‘Oh, is it because of me?!’
Does everything in the world seem beautiful as I become my woman and know her love?
‘Then I can’t help it.’
If that’s the case, the reason she changed is me, so I can’t help it. She has no choice but to let her do what she wants.
I basically want my girls to live doing whatever they want to do, so if Raonjena wants to help them, I’m willing to do whatever she wants.
Instead, I have to take care of myself by the side so that I don’t get scammed by a tough guy.
“You want to help these people?”
“Uh, huh? Uh, that’s…”
“Raonjena. You can be honest with me. I am your man and master.”
“Chi. That’s right. I want to help these people.”
“But do you believe everything these people say?”
“… Huh?”
“Maybe these people lied to you because they wanted to live.”
“That…”
Then she bit her lip, perhaps realizing that she had been too naive. It was very cute that her snow-white skin instantly turned red like ruby.
“Ha… Sorry. I was so naive. Oh, embarrassing. Why did I do that?”
After thinking about it for a while, she let out a sigh and admitted that she trusted people she hadn’t met too much.
“It’s okay. You can make mistakes like that in front of me. It’s cute.”
“Gwi, cute… What am I cute about?”
“Yeah, cute. Sexy and cute.”
“What is it…”
Ashamed of my compliments, she couldn’t make eye contact with me.
‘Yes, it’s mentally difficult for people to live their lives doubting others.’
I don’t think Raonzena’s change is all bad.
Living in constant suspicion of others is very tiring.
If everyone you meet suspects, ‘Isn’t this person trying to cheat on me?’, ‘Isn’t this person trying to catch me off guard and stab me in the back of the head?’, Then everyone looks suspicious.
“Okay! Then I’ll have to step in for our cute and sexy Raonjena!”
“Huh? How?”
“There are ways.”
Blinking at Raonzena, I called the system and used the remaining [Psychic Option].
‘System, [Memory Stalker] I will choose the superpower.’
[The psychic ability [Memory Stalker] Has become the eighth psychic power of the player ‘Restrous Man’.]
It was that I had the psychic powers of an S-class hero of the Hero Association and a memory hunter. Using this ability, I will determine whether what they said to Raonjena is true or false.
[Memory Stalker (Lv.10) Psychic Tree]
Lv.1 [Memory Read (Active)]
Lv.2 [Range Expansion (+)]
Lv.3 [Contact]
Lv.4 [Broken Will]
Lv.5 [Range Expansion (++)]
Lv.6 [Selective confirmation (Active)]
Lv.7 [True and False (Active)]
Lv.8 [Firm Ego]
Lv.9 [Range Expansion (+++)]
Lv.10 [Fabricated Memory (Active)]
The [Memory Reading] Skill is literally a skill that allows you to read the other person’s memory. The [Selective Confirmation] Skill allows you to select and read only the memories of the date you want to see, [True and False] To determine whether the other person’s words are true or false, and the [Fabricated Memory] Skill is a skill that manipulates part of the other person’s memory. .
In addition to the [Range Expansion] Attribute that can increase the range of memories that can be read, [Contact] That can read clear memories through physical contact, and [Broken Will] That can read memories more clearly when the other person’s will is broken. ], , And finally, the [Firm ego] Feature that does not confuse the other person’s memory with my own.
[Memory Stalker] There is a memory hunter with psychic powers nearby, so I copied his characteristics and skills as much as possible.
Using the [True and False] Skill, they approached the woman who confided their circumstances to Raonjena.
“Let’s see… Hey.”
“Yes yes…”
“What you said to Laonjena, is it true?”
“That’s right.”
[Truth]
‘Oh Hong? Is it like this?’
After using the skill and hearing the woman’s answer, I instinctively felt that she was telling the truth.
I spoke to the woman again to see how she felt when she lied.
“I’m going to ask you a question, and the answer is definitely yes, okay?”
“Yes? Oh, yes.”
“Okay. Are you a man?”
“… Yes? No, I’m a woman…”
[Truth]
“Write it. Who doesn’t know that? Just say yes.”
“Oh, yes. I’m sorry.”
“Then again. Are you a man?”
“Yes.”
[Lie]
‘Wow.’
The moment the woman answered yes to the question of whether she was a man, her mood was deeply offended. It was as if we were having sex in the middle of the fun and a missile flew into my room. It was so unpleasant.
‘It’s okay, this. Huh? What?’
Come to think of it, you should have used this when interrogating that information vending machine bastard earlier, right?
No, there was no need to do that in the first place, and if you had just used memory reading on the information vending machine, it would have been possible to get the information right away without having to waste time and torture.
‘Write.’
Why do I always have these thoughts after I finish my work?
‘I’m the back drum armor!’
There was no back book like this.
“Oh yeah.”
I stared at the information vending machine lying dead on the floor. That bastard might have lied to me earlier, so it wasn’t bad to check and double-check at this point.
“Yumma.”
“Yes, yes? Why, why…?”
“Did you lie to me earlier?”
“Ah, no! I only spoke the truth!”
[Truth]
‘Write. It’s a waste.’
The information vending machine really told me the truth. It was very sad. If I lied at least one thing, I was going to use that as an excuse to hit Haekkkulbam more.
“Why did you only tell the truth, motherfucker?”
“Keah!”
I hated him for no reason, so I put nuclear honey chestnuts on my head. A man like this who gave in to torture and revealed the secrets of the organization deserves a blow.
“What are you doing?”
Raonjena, not understanding what I was doing, approached me with a puzzled expression. So she confided openly.
“I have a legendary skill called the Interest Method, which allows me to determine whether these people are telling the truth or lying.”
“A method of interest? Hey, where is that?”
“Huh? Don’t believe me? This is a Maitreya-only skill, but if you don’t believe me, it means you don’t believe in Maitreya? You hate Maitreya!”
“What the hell are you talking about? Anyway, so what he said to me is true?”
“Eh. It’s true.”
“Really?”
Raon Jenna looked at me and her woman suspiciously. Seeing her like that was just absurd.
‘No, who was the person who suddenly believed in me in the first place, and now I have doubts?’
She was bewildered, but did not reveal her inner feelings. She could have been teased and made her squeamish.
“But how are you going to help?”
“The village where these people originally lived was burned down… Can’t we just give them something to eat? Monsters, there are monster hunters, so we just have to treat them.”
“Um… Not bad.”
Raon Jenna nodded her head as if she thought that was enough for her.
“Let’s see… Hey.”
“Yes…”
The man who was still holding the little boy named Henry looked at me.
“I heard you were being dominated by Five and these bastards?”
“… That’s right.”
“Then you must have a lot of grudges against these bastards, don’t you?”
“Yes? Uh… Yes. Yes. Because of these guys, my wife…”
Biting his lip, the man glared at the information vending machine, no, the wild boar beastman, who was lying down with eyes full of resentment.
“Then let’s pick one.”
“Yes?”
“The bastards who ruled you, go and take a picture of who they are.”
“Why is that…?”
“Use it. If you tell me to, I just move as I’m told. Why is the horse’s tail so long?”
“…”
The hesitant man soon pointed to the remaining wild boar beastmen. I dragged the men pointed out by the man in front of me using the manpower skill.
“Oops!”
“Ouch!”
After pushing them to the ground with my repulsion skill, I told the villagers who were watching me with fearful eyes.
“Those who have a deep grudge against these guys! Those who want to take revenge on these guys! Everyone come out and throw stones at these guys!”
“…”
“…”
People were surprised by the sudden declaration, so they didn’t readily throw stones at the wild boar beasts, and only looked at each other.
At that time, someone threw a stone at the wild boar beast man who was stuck on the ground.
“Eight!”
Puck-!
“Kuh! How dare this guy…!”
The person who threw the stone was neither a monster hunter, nor an old man, nor a woman. It was a little boy named Henry, barely reaching my thighs.
The wild boar beastman, who had been hit on the forehead by a stone, glared at the little boy with burning eyes, probably indignant.
But the kid was no ordinary kid either.
Although he flinched slightly at the murderous eyes, his momentum when throwing stones did not die in the slightest.
“Bastard! You killed my mother! Save my mother! Save me, bastard!”
“This goddamn bastard… Kill you like your mother… Aaaaagh!”
Wooddeuk-!
The wild boar beast tried to pour out abusive words at the kid, so I used the repulsion skill even more strongly. Then there was the sound of bones being crushed from his back.
