I Became The Villain The Hero Is Obsessed With

Chapter 55: Interviews

Whether the bridge collapses or people die, the public still is still ignorant and wants to receive $100.

A special event to alert them and stimulate their guilt!

I will interview people who will die if they receive $100!

I walked towards the first target, the car.

The camera, that I’m holding using my telekinesis to follow me around, was filming the whole scene.

All right, the preparation is perfect. Probably.

"Knock, knock. Can you open the window?"

I knocked on the window, and it slid down.

Looking through the missing window, it was a healthy-looking man in his 20s.

Phew, luckily he wasn't any weird guy. If it’s suddenly North Sea Ice Girl or someone like that riding this car, it's going to be a problem. Such a relief.

"Oh, hello! You’re hanging in there really well. Can you introduce yourself?"

I'm naturally hosting like a recreation host.

If you threaten and scare them in these places, the atmosphere will become cold for no reason. It's a point where you naturally go over the wall.

Fortunately, the man answered my words.

" Yes, hello. My name is Choi Young-jin."

The man answered me with a strong tone.

Oh my… But

Somehow he sounds very confident?

He is caught up in the middle of terrorism but doesn’t seem to feel afraid about dying.

Even with a terrorist in front of him who could kill him, I don't see his body trembling.

I can feel that he wasn't scared at all from what I saw.

I mean, rather than that… Why do his eyes look sparkling?

I took the opportunity and asked him.

It’s fascinating somehow.

"Yes, Choi Young-jin. Nice to meet you. By the way, Young-jin, I don't think you're scared at all. Don’t you feel anxious?"

"Haha. Anxious ?"

A man laughed as if I said something weird to him.

Then he looked into my eyes and said clearly with sparkling eyes.

"There's nothing to worry about. Unless 5 million people get paid, this bridge and I will be all safe, right? I believe them. The people of Korea. My beloved country is bound by the strong affection of the Korean people, who do not give up humanity for a little capital. I'm not going to die, so why should I be scared?"

His eyes looked so bright as he answered.

Ugh, his eyes.

Innocent! So innocent!

It's like there's a halo in his eyes, stop it!

Is this a belief for humanity or something?

I blinked my eyes.

I don't know about the past life, but I don't think these Koreans are in that kind of mood at all…

As both the organizer of this terrorist attack and a citizen of South Korea, my conscience has been stabbed.

I can't believe there's such a pure person in the world.

And as I looked at the chat window, I felt that I was not the only one who felt the pain from my conscience.

[Oh Haha.]

[I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.]

[What the… Why is my heart in pain?]

[This keeps poking the conscience in my heart right now. Did I get cancer?]

[No. That's the pain from your conscience. That means you’re becoming a human..]

[$100… I already got it…]

[I was thinking about whether to take it or not, but I decided not to.]

[I won't take it. It can't be compared to a person's life]

[Why aren't you guys taking up? You’re making me who took it the bad guy.]

[Fact) Those who got it are bad guys]

[I’m sorry…]

Well, the atmosphere isn't bad though.

I actually wanted to see people trembling in fear of death.

So I was looking forward to a picture of the people who would feel guilty by watching it…

Well, anyway, the conclusion is that they won't get paid, so would it matter?

To be honest, I think the more people don't get paid, the better.

Why? Because I'm just going to lie and explode the bridge no matter if it's over 5 million people or not.

…

Well.

It can’t be helped. Life is a gamble.

I can’t just be like ‘Oh… Only 4 million people took it! Then I will step down’ if it doesn’t hit 5 million people… I can't be like that! If I don't blow up this bridge, the world… I mean, this Korean society will enter into a mess together. I have to break things down first.

And even if there are over 5 million people, who can tell me to prove it? Are you going to ask me to open the account list of the people who got the money? Then the millions who received the money will protect me. I’m trying to protect myself.

And honestly, it's a waste of money.

Of course, I do have a lot of money that you can’t even imagine. It's about a year's budget for a nation. After falling into this world, I wandered around, and until I met Seo-eun, I made money with knowledge of the original comic all day long. I stole money from a corrupt U.S company, found hidden money that a villain in another country can't spend and spent it…. Of course, there was some help from Seo-eun, but anyway.

I have a lot of money, but burning more than $500 million at a time is a little burdensome.

Capital becomes quite important in the future, but it seems like I'm burning a little too much…

Even the money that I worked hard to get out with the macro is now decreasing billions of dollars per minute. Sp I think I went too far.

Ugh. It still rings in my ears that Seo-eun nagged me about how I spend money like water. Ha-yul passed out while counting thousands of trillion with her fingers. Hmm.

Anyway, the bottom line is that people are entitled to moderate amounts of money.

Honestly, I thought it would be less than a million in total. I mean, I gave them a short period, but it's a relief that it's over a million people.

But the people of this world easily exceeded my expectations as always.

[Da-in, more than 3 million people have already received money.]

[…What?]

I remembered the call from Seo-eun earlier.

Gosh, people! You really threw your conscience to the bottom of Han River?

Why are you working so hard on this kind of thing…?

Anyway, this is why I was heartbroken by Choi Young-jin's pure words.

I'm sorry! The people of Korea that you believe in… already betrayed you and gone for the money…!!

I couldn't tell him now, his eyes shining with faith and trust in front of me.

I can't do this…

"Ahem. I see. Thank you Mr. Choi Young-jin, who believes in Korea. Do you have any last words?"

He looked at the camera and spoke with a faithful attitude.

"People of South Korea. I believe in you. You'll help me get home safe, won't you? I will always love you. Way to go, Korea!"

Now, look at the camera and strike a fighting pose.

Well, I'm dizzy.

Let's run away.

"Yes! Thank you. Shall we move on to the next person?"

Just when I was about to pull out in such a hurry.

He shouted in the car.

"Wait!!!"

"What?"

The one that suddenly calls me.

What is it?

"What's wrong?"

"Mr. Villain, did you say Egostic?"

"Yes, and?"

"I've been starving for four hours now. Apparently, I'm going to starve for another 4 hours, do you have anything to eat?"

Now he's asking me for food with a confident look.

I've never seen this kind of character in my life…

But you know what’s funnier?

Come to think of it, I did bring some food to give out to them. I forgot.

"Oh, wait a minute."

I teleported to get the bag I put somewhere on the road.

Yeah, here it is.

Guns, tear gas, microphone, and everything I need in the Ego-bag.

I teleported back to the front of the car with it.

"Wait a minute, oh, here it is. Have some cream bread."

"Oh, thank you."

The man took the bread with a grin.

That's very nice.

[What's this? Hahahahahaha,]

[He asked the terrorist who cause terrorism for food and the terrorist gave him the bread that he prepared Hahaha. Is this for real?]

[Feeling dizzy. Fuck. Hahahahaha.]

[Is he really a villain? Hahahaha.]

[Mango Stick is a hero who does villain’s stuff as a hobby.]

[There's a deep meaning behind when he tries to break down the bridge.]

[The villain next door who buys food. Hahaha.]

Anyway, I’m done with this car for now.

I trudged along to the next car.

Phew… We didn't talk much, but I’m already exhausted.

"Okay, I'm going to meet the next hostage. I'm also looking forward to seeing who will welcome me this time."

I walked to the next car while talking to the camera.

I hope it will be normal this time.

Some, uh? Scared people. Don't people feel nervous and scared when they’re being held hostage by a terrorist?

With such hope, I walked to the car.

Unlike the car that the previous man was riding alone, this car is a big SUV.

Oh, there's a little more hope.

Isn't that a family that was riding somewhere? Parents were in fear themselves and tried to protect their children… It's perfect to stir up people's guilt.

Please, let me save some money.

But as I approached the SUV, I could only realize that my hopes were increasingly futile.

The closer I get to the car, the faint sound of music.

It was also some exciting rock music.

…Somehow I feel anxious.

But I was a professional, so first I knocked on the car door.

"Knock knock. Hello. Can you lower the window?"

As soon as I knocked, the window slid down.

At the same time, the loud metal sound hit my ears.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Mango Stick!"

"Oh, my. This is real. This is crazy."

"I'm your fan, Mango Stick!"

"Mango! Mango! Mango! Mango!"

The female college students shouted at each other.

…I’m going out of my mind, seriously.