Sleepman of a Ruined World 738

Chapter 738 – 738. Prank 1

Not far from New York.

It came in an instant.

What I felt while coming here from New York was that a lot of people had disappeared.

Was it protocol 666? Killing people with drugs?

It’s a medicine that can’t be prevented even by curing the disease. If you really look at things like that, humans are amazing.

How can you make something like that? It’s amazing. Really.

What… It doesn’t matter to me. What do you know? It doesn’t work for me anyway.

You can return to the state you were in before you ate it with just one shot, so don’t worry too much.

Besides, it’s not like you’re going to pick it up and die a week after eating it, right? Did you say that your heart was beating strangely?

As soon as you see a hint, you can use state regression. It’s a drug that isn’t very threatening.

In fact, if I had a worthy enemy, I would want to use this.

Anyway, that’s how we arrived at Raven Rock Mountain. Signs that can be detected.

I was concerned about it earlier, but there was a person in the bunker that I had tracked.

President of the United States. Brandon Thomas.

So is it Jason who is with him?

After retreating back to a fairly long distance, I thought of Brandon Thomas.

Then his vision came into view, and in front of him he saw Jason drinking a glass of wine.

[That’s disgusting. Jason. How long are you going to stay like that?]

[Thomas. Don’t talk nonsense. Because I’m not in a good mood.]

[You are a person who has work to do, regardless of how you feel. Please put down your drink and go do your job.]

What do you want? Isn’t Jason higher? Is this because he is the president in name?

The president’s tone is never that of a superior. A voice full of patheticness.

And when Jason hears that, he glares at Thomas and growls.

[Thomas. It looks like you want to die.]

[I won’t die from your laser. Don’t you know? I’m using fusion?]

Ah? Okay? If there is fusion, can I get the laser?

Oh… Is that so? When I think about it, that’s right.

If it melts… Even if my body was pierced with a laser, I didn’t receive any damage.

That’s interesting. Why have I never thought of that?

Ah… Now I’m finally getting a little sense of something. The apostles gathered in Hawaii.

These are the guys we gathered together for ROF PROJECT. Is that really the reason they learned fusion?

In case you end up fighting Jason?

If it’s Powell… I definitely think that can happen.

He’s that kind of guy. He is a guy who strengthens the people around him and uses them as his own limbs.

If you think about it that way, it makes sense that the apostles suddenly had fusion.

Or maybe it’s just a coincidence.

[Do you think there is no other way for me to kill you than with a laser?]

[I think I understand that your only attacks are lasers?]

Surprisingly, the president responds without saying a single word.

Hey. Do you have to be at that level to become President of the United States?

[It’s okay. Thomas. I don’t want to have this unproductive conversation with you. So, I hope you leave me alone just long enough to have a glass of bourbon.]

[I’m saying this because that glass of bourbon lasted for over half a day. And you are doing the unproductive work.]

Jason’s expression as he looked at Thomas became quite grim.

And. He really doesn’t say a word. How is the mental health of those under the president?

I think I would get very tired if there was a person like that at the top.

Jason pours down the glass full of whiskey in one mouthful.

Then he threw the empty glass on the floor.

Debris flying in all directions with a clanging sound. Among them, the largest fragment hits the president’s shoe and spins.

[Shit! I know what I saw! Damn it! Damn it! Fuck you! 그 암캐의 자식새끼! That bastard was raping Rachel in my image! Do you know how I felt when I saw that?]

Ah. Are you watching everything? But you didn’t intervene there?

Hey. Jason, that bastard has a lot of patience. So, are you drinking like that now?

Trying to calm my boiling inside with alcohol?

[Let’s move with the Grandmaster. There is no answer by moving separately. Since we’ve found a common enemy, shouldn’t we join forces first? The misunderstanding has already been resolved.]

This time, a whiskey bottle flew next to the president and broke.

Even after seeing that, Thomas doesn’t move his gaze towards Jason.

[I will do it! I’m saving Rachel! And I will tear that damn bastard to death with my own hands! So please get out! Leave me alone even for a moment!]

Jason howls like a wounded beast.

I don’t know. Is that kid an asshole? In the current situation, I think the president’s suggestion is correct.

Well, I rolled my eyes, but I wonder if I should hear a rational voice…

[All right. Let me tell you that.]

Then the President took out a bottle of whiskey from his storage, went in front of Jason and put it down.

[Then drink something nice. I don’t know if it will help.]

Then the president muttered that it was teleportation, and the background he was looking at changed.

Did you go back to your hideout? Once I stopped thinking about the president.

And then there is clairvoyance and clairvoyance.

Looking at where the two were, Jason uncorked the whiskey the President had left behind and blew open the bottle.

Hmm. Okay. Is that so?

He’s more pathetic than I thought. No. You can’t just say that’s pathetic.

If he saw what I did, he would be so angry that he would lose his mind.

I was similar too, right? When Minhee got hit. It felt like all the blood in my body was rushing to my head.

But… However, it is not a good thing to be stuck in the corner of a bunker while drinking like that.

That’s why he’s pathetic in my eyes. He’s still soft.

All this time, they lived complacently, thinking they were the highest class in the world, saying things like grandmasters and all.

No. Why do I carelessly belittle the lives of people I haven’t even seen?

You guys must have lived hard too. It’s just that the texture was different.

Anyway, now is your chance as he is blowing whiskey hard from the bottle.

I don’t know when it will be released again, but I have to keep track of it.

Because at least the location can be determined for the duration.

So, I enter the bunker where he is alone using phase out.

Go to a secluded place, quickly disarm, use shrink, and then place a seal on the area where the skill cannot be used.

And buff buff buff.

It’s okay. Now it’s time to go track.

When I got to the room where he was, he was sitting on the sofa in a slightly more reclining position than before, holding a whiskey bottle in one hand and looking at his smartphone with the other.

I was curious to see what he was looking at, so I went back and looked, and what he was looking at was a photo.

Rachel’s photo.

Under… Look at the romantic power. Hey. Mr. Jason. Isn’t middle-aged love too affectionate?

The photo he was looking at did not show Rachel as young as she does now.

Photos from at least the 30s or later. Jason is looking at this with affection.

It’s true love. It wasn’t just a love of words.

Who would have thought that the love of a man with 100 bunny girls would be so sincere. This is really unexpected.

But what… I am just grateful.

The guy’s smartphone. I traced it right there.

You can’t do regression or state regression on a smartphone. Then the data will be lost.

This… If you do well, I don’t think you’ll have to worry about Jason’s location from now on, right?

I feel like I got an unexpected windfall. To reap such a harvest.

The guy looked at Rachel’s photo for a while, and when he finished drinking all the alcohol he was drinking, he threw the empty bottle away.

Jjanggang.

That bastard… My personality is so dirty. Why are you breaking the bottle like that? You should leave it and drink it again.

The guy who broke the bottle like that turned off his smartphone and tried to put it in his pocket, then opened the compartment and put it in there.

Then the figure disappears.

Ah. This is a bit like that. If you go into the storage, the presence disappears?

Surely then the tracking will disappear? Will I feel a presence when I come out again?

I guess I’ll have to test this too.

The guy who got up used state regression on himself.

The guy who had just poured a whole bottle of whiskey into his body and was looking like a drunkard looked neat again with one skill.

When I saw that, I didn’t miss the moment and immediately chased after it.

You have to walk on your body too. Because it’s not the end just because you put it on your smartphone.

Moreover, the watch he is wearing, the ring he is wearing, the shoes he is wearing… Anyway, I traced everything I saw.

If I do this, I might be able to salvage something. Then… It was tracked.

The guy immediately used teleportation and disappeared.

I quickly turned my head and saw the direction was towards Rachel. Ugh. Did you go right away?

I also teleport away and check Jason’s location again. This one is very close to Hawaii Island.

You’re probably looking at Rachel, right? And you’re probably thinking about how to save it?

Hehe. We can’t leave it like that.

I just saw his weak side, so I’m going to target that area thoroughly.

I got lucky. I never thought I would have that much of a glass mentality. So, if I don’t aim for that, I’m an asshole, right?

Well, I’m not a romanticist with a strong love for humanity. Strictly speaking, he’s like a hyena.

Hmm… Where should we go this time?

Should we go to Europe? That would be nice.

I quickly flew to Rachel, entered her arms, and used state regression.

One… Around eighteen?

If Jason is being tracked, it will be released immediately, but there won’t be much difference in his appearance, right?

He then opened the gate, opened the gate to England, and dragged Rachel in as a poltergeist.

Immediately release the gate and set up a zone where the skill cannot be used.

There is no need to do this, but there is something in case.

Teleport back to Hawaii. Quickly check on Jason.

A guy with a devastated expression.

Okay. It would be absurd. You missed the woman you had to save right in front of her eyes again, didn’t you?

But this guy… You’re surprisingly good at following me, huh? Looks like you’re working hard on Q&A.

Since I missed it again this time, I’m going to write a Q&A right away. Probably so, right?

I teleported back to England to deal with Rachel first, who had almost been thrown away.

Rachel was suddenly abandoned in an unknown place, but she couldn’t escape and stayed where she was.

This woman is too…
She’s more broken than I thought.

The reduction was resolved.

When I suddenly appeared in the form of Jason, the woman looked scared again.

When I approach, he hesitates and steps back.

But I went up to her and gently hugged her.

She still hasn’t let down her guard and is trembling at my unexpected appearance.

Rebellion? There is no such thing. I can’t say anything and just look like I’m on the verge of crying.

So she went to a hotel near Buckingham Palace.

Since it is a 5-star hotel, the condition is not that bad yet.

I headed to the best room on the top floor of the hotel and gently placed Rachel, whom I was holding, on the bed.

Rachel looks confused at the sudden change in my appearance.

But that ends here. Her expression distorted as soon as she took off her pants.

I smile at her like that and rape her again.

A woman I had high hopes for, even if only for a moment. But her heart is shattered again.

My semen is sprayed inside her body that was so cruelly treated again.

She doesn’t shed any tears anymore. Slowly… Is there going to be a poison?

Moving on to the next step? Is it early yet?

What… We have a lot of time, so let’s take it slow. There’s no need to rush anyway. If you’re going to do it, let’s do it perfectly.

Rachel’s plan to kill Jason with her own hands.

Or Jason’s plan to kill Rachel with his own hands.

What… Same thing. No matter who kills whom, both will die anyway.

I take out some food from the storage and look at Rachel who is sprawled out on the bed.

Although her eyes met, the woman did not avert her eyes. Rather, it looks straight at me.

Good. That’s a good response. So become dull and burn the embers of hatred.

Check Jason’s location.

Where is it? Where is it?

Looking… It’s on the Asian side. Ah. Looks like Indonesia.

I guess they source Q&A people from there?

I’ll give it some thought.

Should we play a little prank here and shake up his mentality?

Or, since we’ve already set up tracking, should we keep an eye on it a little more?

There is no time to think for long. Even at this moment, he’s probably racking up the Q&A count.

Then what… I have to go right away.

Let’s instill doubt and fear in Jason.

I can’t trust anyone. You have to make it like that. That way it will be easier to process.