The Crown Prince Who Raises Alt Characters

#Chapter 329 Boss Quan (10) - What is ugly will continue to be ugly Beomyang Global headquarters, basement level 1 large lecture hall. The massive hall that could easily accommodate hundreds of people was packed so tightly there wasn't a single spot to step. The chairs were all full, and those who couldn't sit in chairs had to squat on the floor. Even this took up too much space, so quite a few people had to stand and wait instead. Naturally, it was those of the lowest rank, Bronze rank, who were in this position. Then were the higher-ranked Silver rank members more comfortable? That wasn't the case either. While it might be better compared to the Bronze rank members who had to stand and wait, Silver rank also had to sit and wait for hours in chairs that weren't of particularly good quality, unable to go anywhere. The instructor and Qiana. And several Gold rank members. The key figures of today's stage hadn't even shown their shadows yet, but these people had been called out early and forced to spend such grueling time. The stated purpose was a 'rehearsal' for proper event proceedings, but Jun-seok knew better. This was conditioning. When you cram hundreds of people into a cramped space and accumulate physical fatigue and stress, humans' critical thinking abilities become paralyzed. While this also bred inner resentment and venom, true to form for a company created by scum, Beomyang was thorough in this aspect as well. For example, placing Jun-seok, the key figure of this incident, in the VIP seats on the platform - that is, in a position facing the hundreds of members in the audience seats. 'I feel like holes are going to burn through my face.' Jun-seok felt his stomach burning. They say people live longer when they receive a lot of curses, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't shake the feeling that the lifespan lost from stomach health deterioration would be greater than any lifespan gained. The one reason Jun-seok could somehow endure was simple. Soon now. The anticipation that he could begin his revenge in just a little while. "Everyone stand!! Our Beomyang's eternal teacher and true leader! The instructor is entering!!" On the platform, the piercing shout of a Gold rank executive holding a microphone was the signal. The hundreds of members who had been suffering from the pain of weakened legs and backs that felt like they might break from the long wait time, sprang up like springs controlled by invisible strings like marionettes and began pouring out frenzied standing applause. Waaaaaaa-!! Cheers and enthusiasm that seemed to tear eardrums. Crossing through the middle of a scene resembling a blind religious gathering, the protagonists of today finally revealed themselves. On one side was the main entrance of the auditorium. Qiana walking through the audience seats, crossing the red carpet path. On the other side was the auditorium staff-only entrance. The 'instructor' climbing the stairs with a leisurely gait, greeting Qiana on the platform. Hair slicked back neatly with pomade and a top-quality tailored suit. In appearance, he was the very image of a successful elite businessman, but Jun-seok instinctively felt goosebumps rising along his spine. Because the pupils visible between those narrowed eyes were clearly far from human. The instructor and Qiana faced each other at the special seats prepared in the center of the platform. The instructor extended his hand to Qiana with a relaxed smile. "Welcome, Miss Qiana. Are you ready to become a true member of our Beomyang family?" Qiana responded. "Yes, today, Beomyang will become one with me." People didn't notice the subtle difference in wording. Or even if they noticed, they didn't think much of it. Because the moment Qiana signed the contract, they would be certain of victory. The scratching sound of the pen moving. With the finally completed contract, everyone held their breath. The moment when a tattoo would be carved on Qiana's body and she would suffer and roll on the floor. The vast majority anticipated that moment, while a very few felt bitter and sympathetic. The document emitted a strange light, and the characters that rose from it were carved in the form of a tiger on Qiana's left chest area. Since her outfit was an off-shoulder style that coolly revealed her shoulders and upper chest area, everyone could see this clearly. And... That was the end of it. "Huh?" Someone opened their mouth in bewilderment. But no one could blame them. Because everyone's feelings were similar, they just hadn't made a sound. While everyone was frozen, Qiana playfully touched the tattoo on her chest, then smiled wickedly. And without a moment's hesitation, she kicked the 'instructor.' No, to be precise, she slashed him. Slash-! Not a dull impact sound, but the eerie tearing sound of meat being sliced by something sharp echoed through the hall. Qiana's smooth leg raised high in the air. Its end had somehow transformed from a human foot wearing shoes into a massive metallic blade emitting a cool silver light. "Kraaaagh!!" Blood sprayed along with the beast's scream. The chest of the instructor, who had been wearing the shell of a perfect elite businessman, split diagonally in a long gash, and his heavy body tumbled backward. Instead of foolishly waiting for her opponent's dialogue, Qiana immediately attempted her next attack, but unfortunately that attack didn't reach the instructor. Slash! Because one of the Gold rank men sitting in the VIP seats used his entire body as a shield to block Qiana's attack. "Cough... huh?" The person who actually did this was making a dazed expression as if he couldn't understand why he had done such a thing, even while spitting blood from his mouth. That was the beginning. "Ugh, uaaaagh!! Why, why is my body doing this!!" "Stop it! Stop!!" The hundreds of members filling the auditorium all let out terrible screams in unison. Though their voices were filled with shock and terror, their bodies were thoroughly betraying their will. The Tiger tattoo carved on their left chests pulsed red while emitting an unpleasant heat, and the members began rushing toward the platform in unison like dolls tied to invisible strings. While their minds screamed that they should immediately flee from that monster-like woman, their legs charged forward like mad and their arms flailed through the air as if to bite and tear at Qiana. Tiger-Thrall whose souls were mortgaged to the tiger. The shackles that sensed their master's mortal crisis were driving them as forced meat shields, caring nothing for the hosts' safety or lives. "Ah, really disgusting like bugs!" Qiana, who shouted irritably at the rushing crowd, transformed her leg into a whip-like form and swung it roughly. Thwack! Crash-! The Silver rank and Gold rank executives who had charged forward bounced off like training dummies and crashed under the platform. But even with torn flesh and broken bones, those controlled by the tattoos crawled back up like zombies and threw their bodies toward Qiana. It was an overwhelming and blind mass assault created by hundreds of people piling up in layers. And taking advantage of the gap created by that hellish wall of flesh. "Damn it... damn bitch!!" With his chest deeply gouged and dripping dark red mud-like blood that wasn't human, the 'instructor' turned his body without hesitation. A bestial growl that couldn't be made by human vocal organs burst from his mouth. The instructor ran madly toward the auditorium's main entrance on the opposite side from Qiana, even while spraying blood. It was just the moment when he was about to reach the door. Grab. Someone who had been eagerly chasing from behind quickly snatched the instructor's trouser hem, and the instructor's body tumbled forward. Thud! "Ugh!" The instructor, who had fallen after hitting his temple against a chair back, looked down at his feet with a face full of anger and bewilderment. There was Sang-hyeon, looking dazed with a face as confused as the instructor's, blinking as if he didn't know why he had done such a thing. "S-sorry! This is, huh? Why? Huh? Cough!" The instructor didn't listen to Sang-hyeon's excuses. He kicked Sang-hyeon's face with all his might and started fleeing again, but his misfortune was just beginning. "I-instructor! Please dodge!" Thwack! Some member suddenly threw a punch at the instructor's face. Someone threw their body to cling to the instructor, and someone picked up a nearby fire extinguisher and swung it like a club. The instructor tried to control their bodies through the tattoos, but for some reason, no response came from the tattoos. Just as if the master had changed to someone else. He didn't know. The water dispenser tank that Jun-seok had been replacing day after day, enduring the curses and mockery from those around him. The fact that inside it was 'a part of her body turned into liquid' that Qiana had given him. And the fact that those who drank it had unknowingly had their bodies eroded by Qiana. Qiana was trying to break through the members with terrifying momentum from behind, and the path for his escape was blocked by members who had lost control of their bodies. For a moment, something snapped in the instructor's head. "This... fucking anomaly bitch!!" He couldn't flee like this. No, fleeing wouldn't solve anything. The primal fear for survival, and the rage at having his slaves arbitrarily stolen, stripped away the instructor's reason. Crack, craaaack!! The high-end tailored suit burst apart like rags, and the upright human skin of the elite businessman tore in all directions. What burst out from within was the form of a giant tiger, but it possessed none of the divine nature or majesty that a natural tiger would have. Rotting dark red mud-like flesh, abnormally swollen front paws. Most horrifying of all, the resentful face skins of humans he had devoured were stuck all over his hideous body, writhing. A nauseating stench that was suffocating poured out, and the instructor, finally revealing his true nature as a complete anomaly, flashed his bloodshot golden eyes. 《──■■■■!!》 No longer human language, but a beast's roar echoed through the space. And as if responding to it, the Tiger tattoos on the chests of the hundreds of members inside the auditorium began burning like crimson flames. Both the members who had been steadily cornering Qiana and the members who had lost bodily control to Qiana and were attacking the instructor were no exception. The unpleasant sound of bones being crushed and rearranged covered the entire hall. Yellow fur and black stripes sprouted where skin had torn, and human jawbones grotesquely split open to the chest as gear-like fangs sprouted everywhere. Indeed, Tiger-Thrall are anomalies that sacrifice others as offerings to escape their status as tiger slaves. Humans who act like anomalies are already no different from anomalies. The instructor in the form of a giant tiger, and hundreds of slaves on whom even physical control no longer worked, all revealed killing intent toward Qiana. The more thoroughly a member had abandoned human morality, the more their transformed appearance resembled their master, the instructor. Therefore. "─H-here!!" "Right, thanks for guiding the way." Whether marked or unmarked, those who fulfilled their human duty were simply human. Right after Qiana first launched a surprise attack on the instructor. Right after Jun-seok's voice, who had slipped out the back door taking advantage of the chaos, echoed through the space, a man and his group burst through the front door. All armed with firearms - not clumsy pistols but submachine guns - Quan's office gang aimed their muzzles forward. Quan quickly surveyed the scene inside the auditorium, then spat out the cigarette he had been holding in his mouth and said. "Well, there's not a single human bastard here. No need to go easy on them, so shoot." "Yes! Boss!!" Ratatatatang-!! The thunderous sound of violently tearing through the enclosed auditorium's air echoed continuously. As the submachine guns in Quan's office members' hands spat fire in unison, crimson lines of fire poured down like rain and struck the monster horde filling the auditorium. 《──!!》 The Tiger-Thrall couldn't even properly let out screams. The mercilessly pouring lead bullets tore the beasts' yellow fur and hide like rags, and only bizarre bursting sounds came from the mouths of the Tiger-Thrall who had lost even human language. "Hey! Hey! Are you planning to kill me along with them!?" A shrill scream came from the edge of the auditorium, but Quan calmly replied. "Rookie, remember? Being an organization member means... even if you sacrifice yourself for other members, it shouldn't hurt." "It hurts, you crazy bastard!!" "Hmm, it does hurt after all. Sorry." The two were joking around in the middle of a battlefield, but no one pointed out that they should be serious. The organization members with normal senses couldn't hear their conversation anyway because of the gunfire, and the anomalies were too busy being shot to point out such things. However, the instructor was persistent. 《──■■■■!!》 The blind obsession toward survival eventually awakened the essence of the terrible curse that covered the entire lecture hall. "Kr, kaaaah!" The Tiger-Thrall who had been flailing from gunshots all let out bizarre screams in unison and began madly throwing their bodies toward the fleeing instructor's massive form. Crack, crunch!! The sound of flesh and bone physically clumping together echoed through the auditorium, penetrating the gunfire. The skin of the Tiger-Thrall who threw themselves at the instructor melted like clay, and their twisted bones and organs stuck all over the instructor's body. The meat shields that surrounded his body like armor perfectly protected the main body from bullets, but had to endure terrible pain instead. Jun-seok, who was hiding behind the door watching the situation, gulped when he saw Sang-hyeon stuck to the giant tiger's cheekbone, unable to die and only shedding tears of blood. Whether he thought it was worth trying with these shields, or his judgment that he should flee had gone crazy due to anger and pain, the instructor took a stance against Quan's subordinates. "Fall back." At Quan's brief instruction, his subordinates faithfully complied. The two bullets Quan fired at the moment the instructor tried to leap precisely pierced through both eyes through gaps in the meat shields, and thanks to the instructor's charge timing being delayed by a beat, his subordinates succeeded in retreating without anyone taking damage. Instead of his usual dual pistols, Quan drew out a shotgun. He lightly dodged the front paws that the instructor swung wildly in pain, and accurately shot the right knee joint through the gaps between the meat shields. 《──■■!》 With the sound of bones crumbling, the instructor's heavy body tilted greatly to the right. Click, bang! Click, crash-!! The shoulder blade of the left front leg, the back of the hind leg. If there was an opening, he shot it, and if there wasn't, he forcibly created one. Finally, Qiana leaped onto the body of the instructor who had lost mobility and collapsed. Having transformed all five fingers into claw-like shapes, she thrust her arm forcefully into the back of the instructor's head, then grabbed something and pulled it out. The moment the fragment covered in blood and unidentifiable liquid returned to Qiana's body, the corners of her mouth curved up greatly. Qiana's body, which had been injured by the Tiger-Thrall's claws and teeth and stray bullets from Quan's office members, was completely healed in an instant. Conversely, the instructor and Tiger-Thrall who had been continuing their final struggle suddenly stopped moving as if their power source had been cut, and collapsed limply to the ground. That was all. The Tiger-Thrall who had transformed into anomalies didn't return to human form, nor did their bodies turn into mist or dust as if they had found peace. Even after death, they were still ugly, and the lumps of meat still remained in reality. As if someone had decreed that humans who were tainted even once would remain tainted forever. Click. Quan lit a cigarette, inhaled deeply, then exhaled smoke. The eyes behind his sunglasses reflected Qiana's figure, laughing gleefully even while covered in blood. "─Well then. Let's see who wins."