The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter 195 (Part 2)



Chapter 195 (Part 2)

Chapter 195: Countermeasure Meeting (Part 2)

“I have a trustworthy assassin among my acquaintances. Wouldn’t it be good to ask him?”

“An acquaintance? What’s his name?”

“Jeffrey. His nickname is [Jeffy].”

“Is he a famous assassin?”

“No. He’s not ranked. But as long as the pay is good, he’ll do anything. Perfect for tailing.”

“Bringing in an outsider seems unreliable….”

“Don’t worry. He’s not the type to cause trouble.”

Despite Ryu Min’s assurance, the Apostles looked unconvinced.

Except for Yang Chiwen.

“Unexpectedly, the Curry Man is useful. An assassin, you say? Let’s hire him.”

“But he’s an outsider….”

“Precisely because he’s an outsider, it’s better. If things go wrong, we can cut ties easily. We hire him, have him do the job, and then discard him.”

“Hmm….”

Yang Chiwen was determined to execute his plan.

If it succeeded, the credit would be all his.

After careful consideration, the Spaniard eventually sided with Yang Chiwen.

“Alright. Let’s go with Yang Chiwen’s plan. Before the 12th round starts, we’ll use Swingman’s hired assassin to locate the Black Scythe’s residence, and on December 1st, we’ll assassinate him using the underworld while he sleeps. If anyone has a better plan, speak now.”

Thinking there was no better plan, everyone stayed silent, but unexpectedly, one person raised their hand.

It was Ryu Min.

“Yes, Swingman. Do you have another suggestion?”

“I’m not opposing Yang Chiwen’s plan, but I think we should have a backup in case it fails.”

“A backup?”

“Yes. Just in case things don’t go as planned. Black Scythe might still be alive in the 12th round. In that case, we should have an alternative ready.”

“What kind of alternative?”

“Everyone is focused on killing the Black Scythe. But what if we think differently? What if we turn him into an ally?”

“An ally…?”

“Honestly, it’s meaningless to compete with the Black Scythe. He’s already killed seven of the top rankers from powerful countries, and even John Delgado acknowledges that all twelve apostles couldn’t defeat him. Do you think we have a chance? I don’t.”

“Swingman!”

The one who shouted, slamming the table and turning red, was John Delgado.

“What nonsense are you spouting? Are you suggesting we surrender to that bastard?”

“We’re not surrendering. As the Spaniard said, the Black Scythe doesn’t know we exist.”

“Then what’s the difference?”

“Listen to me. I’m not suggesting we fully ally with him. Just a temporary truce.”

“A truce?”

“The saying goes, keep your enemies close. First, we get close to the Black Scythe, then betray him later. That will increase our assassination success rate.”

“Oh, you mean to build a relationship and then betray him?”

The Spaniard stroked his chin, intrigued.

Other apostles, finding the plan realistic, listened with interest.

All except John Delgado, who had a grudge against the Black Scythe.

“How can you suggest allying with someone we should kill immediately? This plan is ridiculous.”

“It’s not a true alliance, just a temporary truce for future advantage. I think it’s worth considering.”

“I agree. Swingman’s plan also seems feasible.”

“It’s good, but it’s only a fallback if my plan fails. Still, it’s a reasonable alternative.”

Everyone, except John, responded positively.

As they couldn’t confront him head-on, betrayal seemed the only viable option.

“John opposes, but does anyone else object to Swingman’s plan?”

The Spaniard asked, but no one raised a hand.

“Alright. By majority, we’ll adopt Swingman’s plan as a fallback if Yang Chien’s plan fails. Now, let’s discuss how to approach the Black Scythe.”

At that, Ryu Min raised his hand again.

“If Yang Chiwen’s plan fails, we should switch to mine immediately. That means we need to start building a connection with the Black Scythe in the Otherworld. Random strangers approaching him would raise suspicion. We need someone familiar to him. Fortunately, one of us has a connection with the Black Scythe.”

Everyone’s gaze turned to one person.

John Delgado pointed to himself in surprise.

“Me? You want me to approach him?”

“Yes.”

“Are you crazy? You know of my history with the Black Scythe, right?”

“I do. Didn’t you suffer greatly in the 11th round?”

“And yet you suggest this?”

John shouted in disbelief, but Ryu Min’s suggestion was well thought out.

“You’re the only one here who has seen the Black Scythe’s face. You can naturally approach him under the guise of reconciliation.”

“Naturally? How? After being ambushed, mutilated, and chased off, approaching him for reconciliation will seem strange to anyone.”

“That’s why you need to speak sincerely. Repent, regret, apologize. It’s better than an unknown person approaching him.”

“No, no. That’s just your opinion. Others might not see it that way, right?”

John sought agreement from the other apostles, but their reactions were unexpected.

“It does seem better than us approaching.”

“Right. Even bad connections are connections. Approaching with a remorseful tone might make him an ally.”

“I also agree with Curry Man.”

“Alright. By unanimous decision, John will approach….”

‘These bastards! What unanimous decision? I didn’t agree!’

John Delgado, enraged, realized something belatedly.

‘Are they scared of stepping forward?’

These guys just needed a scapegoat.

If the plan to backstab the Black Scythe failed, it would be him who dies.

‘Damn bastards.’

John Delgado’s eyes, filled with killing intent, fixed on one person.

‘It’s because of him. He instigated this.’

The one who pushed him off the cliff was none other than Swingman.

‘When the 12th round comes, I’ll kill him first.’

Though John swore revenge with burning eyes, Ryu Min smirked internally.

There was no way to find someone who was already dead.


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