GMC 181

A pathetic tattoo. That remark struck directly at the sense of inferiority that had plagued Yeom Cheon-ryul for a long time.

“Everyone, get out now!”

At Yeom Cheon-ryul’s shout, the believers vacated the room immediately without any resistance. Yeom Cheon-ryul’s face contorted as he clenched his fist. The fake name crumpled in his palm. It was exactly as Moon Gyeon-woo had said. The ‘name manifestation drug’ he had developed was nothing more than a poison with peculiar side effects.

No matter how much he desired to manifest a name, Yeom Cheon-ryul was a man who valued his own life above all else in the world. Therefore, he could not have ingested a name manifestation drug with a survival rate of only 10%. After all, wasn’t this the very drug he had administered to his own son, essentially telling him to die?

Yeom Cheon-ryul remained silent, his eyes clouded with an old delusion. It was a dream he had harbored for a long time.

How wonderful would it be if he could make a name manifest on a person of his choosing? There were countless people in this world who desired name manifestation. Lonely souls dreaming of a destined partner, those suffering from incurable diseases, and loyal believers wishing to ascend to the rank of flower name bearer.

However, no matter how many experiments he conducted, Yeom Cheon-ryul could not create a drug that safely manifested a name. For decades, he had lived in constant anxiety, fearing that his fake name would be discovered, and he thought to himself:

If my flower name had manifested, I would have been much healthier than I am now. By now, I would have become a power player that no one in Korea could ignore—no, the most powerful person in the world. I would have raked in wealth that others wouldn’t dare touch. I would have built a palace twice, no, ten times larger than this one.

As his eyes gleamed with regret and greed, Yeom Cheon-ryul paused, recalling someone. A certain woman Read on Read BL Novelswhom [stolen content]he had kept forcibly by his side for a long time…

“I can make it for you.”

When Moon Gyeon-woo spoke, Yeom Cheon-ryul snapped back to his senses and chuckled.

“Just how much of a fool do you take me for? I have all of your research logs in my possession. I know very well that while you might have looked into erasing flower names, you’ve never conducted manifestation experiments.”

“Do you really think you have all the research logs?”

Moon Gyeon-woo sneered. Yeon-rok kept his mouth shut and simply watched the conversation, fearing he might accidentally interfere. He knew all too well that everything came down to a race against time. If they could just stall a bit longer, Yeom Cheon-ryul would inevitably lose.

“I’ve experimented on my own body. I did it because I wanted to delete my name. I actually succeeded in deleting it, and then I managed to manifest it again.”

Yeom Cheon-ryul frowned, unable to detect any lie in Moon Gyeon-woo’s voice. Yeon-rok knew exactly what Moon Gyeon-woo was referring to. He was thinking of the act of erasing the name that had been carried out when Yeon-rok was kidnapped.

“And it’s obvious what people like you want. You want to control everything.”

Moon Gyeon-woo spoke with blatant contempt, but Yeom Cheon-ryul wasn’t particularly offended. He was deeply [visit our site]intrigued by [stolen content]the part about erasing names, not just creating them.

If that were possible, he would become a person capable of granting both rewards and punishments as the Heavenly Emperor. With believers already defecting to the Hwamyeong Cult recently, he would not only reclaim his former glory but instantly make his religion the number one in the world. The aging dictator had fallen into a daydream.

“I’ll make as many of those drugs as you want, so leave these two alone.”

Yeom Cheon-ryul was immersed in a sweet, illusory dream. However, his reason had not completely vanished. He glared sharply at Moon Gyeon-woo.

“Do you not realize this is a pathetic trick?”

“As long as I have the equipment, materials, and the data I researched, I can make it immediately. If you give me one week…”

Yeom Cheon-ryul suddenly burst into laughter. There was something neurotic about it. Then, stopping abruptly, he spoke with an expressionless face.

“One day.”

“What?”

“If you don’t produce it within one day, I’ll kill this one.”

He pointed the liquor bottle in his hand toward Lee Yeon-rok. An incensed Choi Hwan tried to spring up and lunged forward, but Yeon-rok barely managed to stop him. Although Yeom Cheon-ryul was alone, the three of them had their arms tied. Above all, if this man simply shouted, the loyal believers would come running immediately.

“One day is nonsense. You have to give me three days.”

“One day.”

“Asking for the impossible doesn’t make it possible. At the very least, two days. And that’s on the premise that all preparations are already complete.”

Before Yeom Cheon-ryul could say ‘one day’ again, Moon Gyeon-woo spat out with a venomous gaze:

“Fuck it, then just kill Yeon-rok and kill me along with him. I can’t do more than that even if I wake up from the dead.”

“You crazy bastard! How can you even say that?!”

Choi Hwan could no longer contain himself and jumped up. Yeon-rok’s eyes widened at the statement of being willing to die together. Yeom Cheon-ryul clicked his tongue with a look of utter disapproval. However, if the producer said it was impossible, there was no other way. He finally nodded.

“Fine. Two days. I shall grant you two days.”

And so, a brutal and nerve-wracking agreement was precariously reached.

Moon Gyeon-woo was immediately dragged away. Fortunately, perhaps because he had made an additional request, Yeon-rok and Choi Hwan were not returned to the dungeon. The place where they were confined was a plain residence compared to when Yeon-rok was treated as a flower name bearer. Still, compared to the room where a worn-out, smelly sink and toilet were the only pieces of furniture, it was a blessing. Their hands were still tied in front. Above all, the fact that the two of them were together was a great comfort.

“Isn’t Moon Gyeon-woo a total psycho?”

Choi Hwan, who had been in a foul mood for a while, grumbled. Yeon-rok, who had just finished rinsing his hair which reeked of alcohol, took Moon Gyeon-woo’s side.

“Hyung probably spoke that way to try and help us in his own way.”

“Hmph. Do you think there wasn’t any truth in that bastard’s words?”

Choi Hwan pointed out sharply. There was no way to defend against that. To his ears as well, the statement to just kill them both had sounded like the absolute truth. Yeon-rok quickly changed the subject.

“Aren’t you hungry?”

“I’m fine since I’m managing my diet anyway.”

Choi Hwan spoke with an indifferent face, but he ended up embarrassed when his stomach let out a series of loud growls. Since Yeon-rok had eaten and slept luxuriously until he was thrown into the dungeon, he felt a strange sense of guilt.

“Give us some food.”

Choi Hwan requested casually from the monitoring believer. It was very like Choi Hwan to not care about the situation at all. The guard glanced at him. There was no response, but Choi Hwan didn’t give up and kept pushing. He even used a surprisingly friendly tone.

“If you give me food, I can film a promotional video for you.”

At the sudden proposal, Yeon-rok looked at Choi Hwan in surprise. Choi Hwan whispered urgently.

“What’s wrong? I don’t necessarily have to eat.”

“A person still needs to eat to live. It’s fine. Nothing bad will happen just because I film a short video. Right?”

Choi Hwan spoke nonchalantly with a blank expression. Listening to it, something felt strange. Now, the believer was staring openly at Choi Hwan with arms crossed.

“It’s a win-win if you stolen contentget [unauthorized copy]credit and I get full. Even if a person has to die, they should die on a full stomach.”

It didn’t seem like he was just acting reckless; it almost looked as if he had some kind of acquaintance with the other person. The believer sighed. He remained silent, but he seemed inclined toward Choi Hwan’s proposal.

“I mean, you’re already in a lot of trouble because of my live stream. I feel a bit sorry.”

After Choi Hwan’s persistent pleading and persuasion, surprisingly, the other party spoke.

“…You’ll film a promotional video.”

“Yeah. I’m starving to death because I haven’t eaten properly for days.”

Yeon-rok’s heart raced, wondering what on earth he was relying on. Still, thinking that he must have some plan, he kept his mouth shut and watched. He expected the guard to tell him to stop playing tricks, but surprisingly, perhaps because the other was a famous actor, no reprimand came.

Instead, the guard called over two other believers, whispered something to them in discussion, contacted someone, and finally nodded.

“The video comes first.”

“How stingy, you could at least give me food first.”

Grumbling, Choi Hwan prepared to leave. With Moon Gyeon-woo gone and now Choi Hwan about to leave as well, an anxious Yeon-rok instinctively tried to grab him.

“Wait a second…”

But he soon shrank back. He thought that if Choi Hwan had a plan, he shouldn’t interfere. Then, Choi Hwan grabbed Yeon-rok’s hand firmly and gave him a grin.

“I’ll be right back. Just wait a bit.”

“…Good luck with the filming.”

He tried to send him off calmly, but he was still anxious. Yeon-rok bit his lip. In movies, “I’ll be right back, just wait a bit” usually served as a bad omen.

In a room without a clock, Yeon-rok waited anxiously under the guard’s piercing gaze. Ten seconds felt like a minute, and a minute felt like an hour.

Choi Hwan will come back without any trouble, right? Was Moon Gyeon-woo harmed? Is Yeom Cheon-ho still locked up? Is Shin Se-young safe? Judging by Yeom Cheon-ryul’s attitude, it didn’t seem like they had been discovered.