The experimental drug administered alongside the pleasure-enhancing one was commonly referred to as the "cheat drug."
The reason for its name was simple. It had minimal side effects but an absurdly high addictive potential.
Once someone used it, quitting was virtually impossible. And with its low side effect profile, the survival rate among users was remarkably high.
This meant that, compared to other drugs, a single addict would consume far greater quantities over their lifetime.
Combined with its already high production cost and the excessive quantities required, it had earned the title of "cheat drug."
If not for Grandfather, I would never have considered selling it to someone like Jang Kyung-soo.
Well, that ship has sailed now.
For the time being, I’ll rely on the points I’ve accumulated so far and carefully handle its development and distribution.
Anyway, Yeon-ju didn’t just experience the cheat drug on its own—she was under the influence of the pleasure-enhancing drug at the same time.
And while that was happening, my dick was buried inside her.
Chances are... she’ll never be able to return to a normal life again.
During the entire time she was violated, under the influence of both drugs, she convulsed, moaned, twisted her body uncontrollably, and climaxed repeatedly like she was pissing herself, until she passed out, utterly exhausted, on the verge of collapse.
- “Couldn’t wait even a day to get laid, huh?”
“What? What are you even talking about?”
- “Unfortunately, preparation takes time. Procuring high-quality local girls isn’t as easy as you’d think. Especially the domestic kind—it’s not a one- or two-year task, you know.”
“That’s not it! I just have something to ask.”
- “Something to ask? What is it?”
“When you were playing pirate in the Pacific, did you attack any ships? Like fishing boats or something…?”
- “Why are you asking such an obvious question? Isn’t that the essence of piracy?”
- “Ah…”
- “Oh, and get this—I retrofitted the carrier with some massive cannons. Listen to this: I installed 16-inch naval guns. These things were used on battleships over 130 years ago!”
- “Man, the thrill was something else. With how advanced technology is now, you can control even those massive guns like you’re playing a video game.”
“…You sank every single ship with those guns?”
- “Yeah, not a single one got away. Why? Do you want to try it? Let’s go together next time I take some leave.”
“I’m not really…”
- “Oh, come on. It’s a great way to unwind. You’re a guy; you should see the ocean and let loose once in a while.”
- “Oh, about that—there were some weirdos, so I kept them.”
“What?”
- “Ah, now that I think about it, this is what you’re after, isn’t it? How did you know I had them? Now I’m curious—who the hell are these people?”
“Tell me more.”
- “So, after sinking one of those boats, the wreckage didn’t seem like it came from a regular fishing vessel. But there were some survivors, so I scooped them all up. Tough bastards, though—they just won’t break, no matter what.”
“You didn’t use Mind Scan on them?”
- “I was planning to start after this week. It’s been fun messing with them, but I’m getting bored. There’s not much left to cut off.”
- “But who are these people? If you’re reaching out to me, they don’t seem like ordinary folks.”
“I’m not completely sure yet, but I think they might be the spies I’ve been looking for.”
- “Spies? Yeah, they kind of gave off that vibe.”
“Could you…?”
- “You want me to send them over?”
“…Yes.”
- “You sure ask a lot from me, you know? I’ve even lent you knights.”
“Ahem.”
- “Fine. My cute little brother is asking for help, so of course, I’ll help you out.”
“Th-thank you….”
- “Should I send them to the artificial island?”
“That would be perfect. Thank you so much.”
- “I’ll even send you some photos. Make good use of them.”
