Hiding A Logistics Center In The Apocalypse Chapter 196

Hiding the Logistics Center in the Apocalypse Episode 196

Talent (3)

“I have lived a long life and seen so many things. I never thought Drakan’s blood would flow in like this.”

Count Franco smiled with satisfaction.

After finishing all the interviews, he returned to the research lab at the Human Resources Development Center.

It was natural that he selected Hyeolgyeom as a trainee at the Human Resources Development Institute.

Kiiing!

He created a magic circle at his fingertips.

The magic circle contained the bio-information of 'Hyeolgyeom', whom he had just met.

The count slowly read the recorded information, running his fingers through it.

“One step from the great blood······. The strides may be large, but there is only one bridge to cross.”

It meant that his blood was definitely Drakan's true blood.

A large stride means that it has mixed with somewhat different races.

The Count seemed to know why Hyeolgyeom did not know his birth or hometown.

“Hehehe······. You’re like old people who are completely blocked up. What kind of expression would you make if you knew that your blood was being used so wickedly?”

Count Franco has been working tirelessly to establish contact with the Blood Pact.

However, it was difficult to establish contact with the leadership that possessed the Holy Blood.

This is because the vampires of the Blood Pact tend to become more and more insular as they move up the ranks.

However, if he was an illegitimate child with Drakan's true blood, he would be able to draw them out easily.

"hmm······."

He turned off the magic circle and quietly looked into the room.

There were grimoires covering both walls, magic spellbooks scattered between them, and dozens of flasks containing various magical reagents.

It had been quite some time since he had been appointed as the Vice President of the Human Resources Development Center here.

Jeeeeing!

At that moment, a sound rang out from the desk.

A communication device used to communicate with the outside world.

As the count raised his hand, a voice came out as if it had been waiting.

“Count, this is a message from Bereshti.”

“Why are those warmongers throwing a tantrum again?”

“It’s not from the Allied Forces, but from our informants. They say that Lord Ludovico participated in the war as a member of the Allied Forces.”

“······Ludovico?”

Ludovico Franco.

He was the nephew of Count Franco.

He is also the successor to the Franco family, as designated by the family at the same time.

He disappeared while being held accountable for the massacre at the camp, only to reappear in none other than Bereshti.

“That stupid shit just keeps on going.”

“Fortunately, there has been no news of direct combat yet, and it seems that they have been organized into a special force to capture Buendia.”

“That’s ridiculous. I bet that guy is capable of doing that.”

The count snorted.

Then he slowly crossed his arms and assessed the Allied Forces' situation.

'Well, I guess they're impatient too.'

The higher dimensions were afraid of Duchess Veronica.

If the essence is completed, Veronica will gain unprecedented power.

For those who only knew that the princess was the successor to the Holy Blood, it was an attempt to strike first before Veronica could seize multidimensional hegemony.

But Count Franco knew.

As long as Veronica's blood is in him, the essence will never be completed.

The Count recalled the Essence Factory he had designed together with Duchess Veronica.

Memories of that time when I killed him in the factory and stole his holy blood.

'Essence······. It wouldn't be a bad gift for the blood alliance. Since I happened to get my hands on a good test subject······.'

Chewy!

The count, who had turned off the crystal ball, slowly got up.

Then, he slowly walked and moved the switch installed on the bookshelf.

If you weren't familiar with it, it would look like nothing more than an elaborate sculpture.

Drrrrrr!

The bookshelf slowly slid to the side, raising a cloud of dust.

Then, a huge piece of paper with a blue magic circle drawn on it appeared.

The paper was covered in traces of drawing and erasing, like a smoky dust, as if it had been revised so many times.

Looking at the slowly swaying blue light, Count Franco said.

“Just wait a moment, Julio······. I will leave everything to you.”

It was a pledge and a goal that he kept without fail every single day.

***

In this way, Hyeolgyeom arrived at the Human Resources Development Center safely.

As I followed the staff into the building, I recalled the Count's words again.

'Bloodline······.'

That was the reason for passing.

This means that Count Franco noticed the true blood flowing through Hyeol-Gyeom's body.

There was no doubt that he had some kind of ulterior motive, but I was just grateful.

Thanks to that, I was able to safely bring Hyeolgyeom into the Human Resources Development Center.

“This is your room, and from now on······.”

The staff at the Human Resources Development Center assigned Hyeolgyeom a place to stay.

Then, he gave us a brief overview of the upcoming events and simple rules of life.

He was particularly vocal about the restricted area here.

“Do you understand? Don’t go near the 2nd and 3rd floors of the annex, the research building, or the underground facilities in the development center. What? If I tell you not to, don’t do it. It won’t end with just leaving the facility, so don’t be curious anymore.”

I was curious.

Because the Holy Blood must be hidden somewhere among them.

Since secrets are originally revealed in the process of being hidden, the fact that it is a forbidden place meant that there was something secret and sensitive hidden inside.

'I guess I'll just have to search mainly in restricted areas.'

It was impossible to contain the entire Human Resources Development Center in a subspace.

It was more like a level-up reward rather than my skill.

Although Hyeolgyeom had the 'Ability Test Paper' containing my abilities, the only thing he could use was <Recover the Product>.

In the end, it means that we must find the holy blood that the Count has hidden.

'Just find it. Just find it.'

Fortunately, what happened next wasn't that difficult.

<Product Recovery> could also be used as an escape skill.

Our plan was for Hyeol-gyeom to swallow the Holy Blood he found, make it a part of his body, and leisurely escape the Human Resources Development Institute with <Product Recovery>.

The staff member added further explanation.

“You’ll only be here for a week. After that, you’ll be transferred to the second training location for full-fledged practical training. Normally, you’d be here for a month, but things have been a bit chaotic outside lately.”

It seemed like the decision was made due to a lack of manpower.

It seems like the accidents we caused were big.

In the end, it meant that the time given was only a week, but from our perspective as defenders of Bereshti, it was better to reach a conclusion as quickly as possible.

The staff member patted Hyeolgyeom on the back.

“The vice-principal’s lecture is coming up soon, so follow me. If you have any questions, feel free to ask after the lecture.”

"yes."

Surprisingly, it was Count Franco's lecture.

Because he was the vice president of the talent development center here.

He held a fairly high position in the Human Resources Development Institute, as he was able to hide a treasure like the Holy Blood.

Just as Hyeol-gyeom and his staff arrived at the classroom, news came from outside.

It was news from Bereshti Castle, where we were, not from the Human Resources Development Center.

Phew!

“Is it time to go out?”

A loud, clear explosion was heard.

Because there was a battle going on every hour around the outer wall.

Despite the restoration of all electromagnetic cannons installed on the walls and the arrival of Veronica's reinforcements, the Allied forces were still fighting a war of attrition.

'Well, it's not bad for me.'

In addition to searching for the Holy Blood of Veronica, I was also targeting the central headquarters that the Allied Forces were building.

The fact that the number of Allied forces protecting the headquarters is decreasing in real time is good news for me.

However, even in such a situation, there were inevitable instances where the defense line was breached, so it was necessary to go out like this and provide firepower support.

“······.”

I slowly looked around the audience room.

Buendia and Count Bereshti had already gone out to support the battle, and the Princess in the Mirror had also left for a while.

On the sofa in the center, Hyung and Seonggyeom were sitting alone, controlling their clones with a blank expression.

Boom!

It was different from before when I couldn't move an inch.

Even though he was controlling the clone, my brother gave me the OK sign with his finger.

It means that you don't have to worry because Hyeolgyeom will take care of it well.

It seemed that he had become quite adept at handling clones.

“Okay, I’ll be back.”

Through the tracking mirror, Hyeol-gyeom's gaze was transmitted.

In the meantime, about thirty newly selected trainees were taking their seats in the stepped lecture room.

Could it be because what is in front of me is a large black chalkboard?

Suddenly, I remembered that my older brother was a highly educated person who had even completed a doctoral course.

Politics and diplomacy······. I think the major was something like that.

Of course, now that the world has come to an end, it was a somewhat fleeting story.

While searching through those vague old memories, I hurriedly left the audience room.

***

Two hours passed since then.

Cheeeeeee······.

A desolate wind swept across the cold battlefield.

The bodies of several lower-ranking commanders who had been steadily attacking the back door were scattered in the area where the shock of the electromagnetic bomb had passed.

The Allied Forces, who had captured the western gate of the city, were no longer able to show any particular brilliance.

By periodically sending troops in, they only repeat unnecessary wars of attrition.

It was a fight that was almost like acting out a fight.

'Is there something else you're aiming for?'

It was time for us to come up with a new strategy.

Because we can't stay stuck inside this castle forever.

After the battle, I quickly walked towards the audience room and decided to discuss strategy with Buendia and Count Bereshti once more.

When I returned to the original audience room······.

"hmm?"

I had no choice but to put the story on hold for a while.

Because Buendia, the Count, and the Princess were all staring intently into the tracking mirror.

Seonggyeom, the brother who controls the clone, was lying on the sofa with his back buried in it, focusing all his energy on controlling Hyeolgyeom.

“What are you doing······.”

Hyul-gyeom was facing Count Franco.

It seems like the lecture that was supposed to be given has already been finished.

There were other trainees sitting around, but surprisingly, their gaze was not directed at Count Franco, but at Hyeol-gyeom.

The count asked.

“So, when you look at it… it seems like the magic stones are being consumed too evenly?”

“Yes, of course the Chamber of Commerce’s strategy is reasonable. The magic stone is the source of talents from individual dimensional beings, and can be invested in new talents. However, since the process is revealed only through pioneering between beings… the areas that the Chamber of Commerce can mediate are also limited. It’s no different from splitting the market in half and only doing business in one of them.”

“Then what about the other half of the market?”

“Another pair of relationships is the relationship between objects. That is, items. Just as dimensional beings can stack magic stones to enhance their abilities, objects can do the same. The method is just a little different. Scarcity value, market valuation, false rumors… If you can control that volatility, you can actually reap a larger profit. For example….”

Just as the conversation was about to continue.

Count Franco stopped the bloodthirsty horse.

“Okay, okay, but······. Shouldn’t the other trainees also get some rest? We’ve gone way over the course of the lecture. It’s a shame, but I’ll stop here for today. I would like to talk to you all day, but······.”

As expected, the other trainees looked like they were going to die.

Because the Count and Hyeolgyeom were talking nonsense the whole time, which was completely incomprehensible.

He glanced at them and spoke to the Count.

“I······Vice-President?”

"hmm?"

“I have a question I would like to ask you about the lecture you gave earlier. You gave advice on the effective proportionality between free development and bidding-based development projects. If it’s not too much trouble, may I come to your lab and ask you a question?”

“Huh? Look at this guy······!”

The count burst into hearty laughter.

The count looks at Hyeolgyeom with eyes filled with affection, as if he could die from being so pretty.

I didn't know that he would say something so naturally that he would chase me into the lab, which was a restricted area.

'That's right······.'

Now I remember.

My older brother did that before the apocalypse and became a graduate student.