The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter 125: The Prophet's Request (1)

Chapter 125: The Prophet's Request (1)

Before going to the warehouse.

Ma Kyung-rok was walking down the street at night.

It was because of Ryu Mins call, asking him to come out to a secluded alley because he had something secret to say.

What does he want to talk about in the middle of the night?

Couldnt he just say it over the phone instead of calling someone out like this?

And at such a late hour?

Ma Kyung-rok found the Prophets behavior, uncharacteristic of his usual demeanor, puzzling.

His puzzlement continued even after meeting Ryu Min.

Ah, Prophet. Youre here.

So, you said you had something to tell me?

Ryu Min didnt respond.

Whats so important that hes setting such a mood?

His expression was as grave as if he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.

Mr. Chairman. Its a bit out of the blue, but I have a confession to make.

A confession?

At the word confession, Ma Kyung-rok thought of various things.

Surely not.

The worst assumptions came to mind but were quickly dismissed.

Such a development would only happen in a melodrama.

In fact, I know your secret.

Secret?

Suspicion immediately arose in Ma Kyung-roks eyes.

As you know, I am a prophet. In doing so, I inadvertently saw your future. Thats when I saw the secret.

A long sigh escaped from Ryu Mins mouth.

Ma Kyung-rok did not know that it was a meticulously calculated act.

In reality youve been hunting, havent you?

I know. You choose only criminals to hunt. Thats why I dont think badly of you. Of course, I dont consider you an enemy either. Otherwise, we wouldnt have been in business together until now, right?

However, I havent considered you a complete ally either. It would be a lie to say I wasnt on guard, knowing you murder as a hobby at night.

Ma Kyung-rok understood what Ryu Min meant.

Regardless of who the victim is, a murderer is a murderer.

From the perspective of an observer, it could only be repelling.

Thats the normal reaction.

In fact, Ma Kyung-rok had anticipated this moment.

He didnt expect such a direct confession, though.

Prophet. Have you ever killed a bug?

Of course, you have. Maybe not recently, but as a child, you might have torn off the limbs of bugs. Out of curiosity, a child who doesnt understand the pain it causes might commit such cruel acts without knowing its cruel.

I did that. I killed countless bugs when I was young. They were disgusting. There was a belief ingrained in me that disgusting and unpleasant things needed to be crushed. That belief persisted even as I grew up. To my eyes, many appeared not as people but as repulsive bugs swarming around.

This time, Ryu Min was silent.

I decided to start cleaning up these bugs during high school. There was this leech-like guy who clung to me because he knew I was from a wealthy family. I was so disgusted by him. I couldnt resist the impulse and just got rid of him. It was easy. There was nothing money couldnt solve.

That was the beginning. It was then I started actively eliminating bugs. It might sound psychotic, but honestly, it felt exhilarating.

I havent counted how many Ive killed since then. Just know its more than fingers and toes can count.

Ryu Min didnt know what face to make as he looked at Ma Kyung-rok.

As if he still had more to say Ma Kyung-rok continued to speak

Should I be called a psychopath? Whether thats accurate, Im not sure. But one thing is for sure; I dont touch innocent people. Only those who emit a disgusting stench are what I deal with, as you well know.

Prophet. When I first saw you, I somewhat expected this. If you could see the future, perhaps you could see my hobby too? If so, why have you left me alone until now? Why?

I had my doubts but never asked. I didnt want to tarnish my image by exposing my own flaws. But I never thought youd speak about it so frankly like this.

Ma Kyung-roks face was more serious than ever as he spoke softly.

You knew I was a murderer and overlooked it, right? Why? Why didnt you report me to the police?

Ill be honest.

Ryu Min said with a feigned tense expression.

I was not confident. Not confident in fighting you and winning, nor in bearing the consequences that would follow.

Besides, theres no remaining evidence, is there? Would the police believe me based on the future? Even if they did, could it serve as evidence?

Then why are you telling me this now?

It was time to get to the point, and Ryu Mins expression became more serious.

I wanted to ask Mr. Ma to clean up more trash.

What do you mean? Could it be?

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