Chapter 96

Chapter 96. We’re Here to Share Some Good Words (3)

“For some reason, that plan failed too.”

Victoria clutched her head and screamed in frustration after yet another failure.

“Why did it fail? It was a perfectly calculated strategy aimed at filial piety, the weak point of Koreans in a Confucian country!”

Fortunately, after begging profusely, they had once again been let off with a warning.

But if they drew attention one more time, they might end up behind bars before they could even finish spreading the live vaccine.

Yukgap, who had been dragged to the police station because of Victoria, could only stare at her in disbelief.

Apparently, she still had no idea why her plans kept failing.

“The problem is that you thought it would work in the first place.”

Yukgap sighed.

“Anyway, flashy methods are out now. Let’s try something else.”

“But there really isn’t another way.”

Victoria looked genuinely despairing.

“What could possibly get Koreans interested enough to gather around?”

Even now, people were dying.

Every plan she had prepared had failed.

But if she attracted too much attention, Abraxas might discover what they were doing.

“We need to avoid Abraxas’s suspicion while making people gather naturally.”

“And we can’t leave any obvious traces either.”

Victoria forced herself to remain calm and organized everything they knew.

She could not sink into despair again.

She had to find some kind of solution.

She squeezed her eyes shut and thought.

Again.

And again.

Then an idea suddenly flashed through her mind.

“Ah! Of course!”

She had clearly thought of something.

The moment Yukgap saw that expression, instinctive fear crept over him.

From experience, whenever Victoria looked like that, trouble followed.

“What are you thinking now?”

“Hehehe.”

Victoria smiled mysteriously, as always.

“I just thought of an extremely effective way to gather Koreans.”


“Five bungeoppang for 1,000 won!”

Victoria shouted at the top of her lungs in front of a street stall.

“Come and get them! Dirt cheap! A price you’ll never see anywhere else!”

“The owner has lost her mind!”

“You can’t buy bungeoppang this cheap these days!”

Yukgap, standing beside her, looked doubtful.

“Is this really going to work?”

“Bungeoppang inflation has gotten serious because prices keep rising.”

Victoria answered confidently.

“If we sell them ridiculously cheap in a situation like this, people will definitely come.”

Victoria’s newest idea was none other than a bungeoppang street stall.

For that purpose, they had dragged a roughly assembled orange cart out beside a major road.

It even came with a handwritten sign.

“More importantly, this should avoid Abraxas’s suspicion.”

Victoria grinned.

“They’ll never imagine the live vaccine is spreading from a bungeoppang stall!”

Seeing how confident she was made Yukgap strangely uneasy.

But there was a more immediate problem.

“How do you even make bungeoppang?”

“I’ve never made them before.”

He was good with knives, but he had never baked anything in his life.

Not even basic pastries, let alone bungeoppang.

Victoria smiled confidently.

“Don’t worry about that.”

She nodded toward Robert.

Robert’s eyes lit up.

[Robert initiating emergency transformation.]

Mechanical sounds followed.

Then a bungeoppang machine emerged from Robert’s chest.

Freshly cooked bungeoppang came out with it.

Victoria pointed proudly.

“I anticipated this and modified Robert into a bungeoppang machine!”

“You might be the only alchemist in the world who uses a golem to bake bungeoppang.”

Yukgap could not understand when she had even prepared something like this.

Victoria grinned at his disbelief.

“Don’t be impressed yet.”

“I prepared more than this.”


“Two servings of tteokbokki are ready!”

“Your mini gimbap is still being rolled, so please wait just a moment!”

Nova hurriedly handed food to a waiting customer.

Beside her, Sister Olga was frantically cooking tteokbokki.

“Sister Nova! We’re out of fish cake!”

“If we don’t buy more soon, the customers look ready to riot!”

“Got it! I’ll go right now!”

Nova nodded and pulled off her apron.

It had already been several hours since she volunteered after Victoria claimed she had found a brilliant way to spread the live vaccine.

Now Nova had somehow become an employee at a snack-food stall.

“What exactly did Victoria get us into?”

Exhausted by the endless line of customers, Nova glanced at the sign Victoria had put up earlier.

[THE OWNER HAS LOST HER MIND! ALL MENU ITEMS: 2,000 WON.]

The moment people saw that sign, they had swarmed in like clouds.

And while serving them, it had been easy to expose them to the live vaccine without anyone noticing.

At this rate, the vaccine would definitely spread quickly.

The only problem was that running the stall was exhausting.

“Is the fish cake still not here?”

Sister Olga called out again.

Nova answered tiredly,

“I’m going! Just wait a minute!”


“I used every bit of my technology to make a whole bunch of street-food stalls.”

Victoria’s eyes sparkled as she explained her plan.

“And I told the sisters to set them up at key locations and sell everything absurdly cheap.”

“By now, they’re probably packed with customers who heard the rumors.”

Yukgap nodded.

“That creates the perfect environment for the live vaccine to spread.”

More importantly, even Abraxas would never imagine the vaccine was being transmitted through ordinary street-food stalls.

In a way, it was both the most effective and the most discreet strategy they had tried so far.

“Street food tastes best when you eat it packed together in a slightly questionable environment!”

Victoria declared proudly.

“It’s the perfect chance for the live vaccine to spread everywhere!”

Then she pointed at Yukgap.

“So for the sake of protecting everyone, hurry up and sell bungeoppang!”

“O-Okay.”

Overwhelmed by her intensity, Yukgap nodded.

He knew from experience that nobody could stop Victoria once she entered this mode.

Victoria’s eyes gleamed as more people began gathering after noticing the sign.

“That obnoxious fat bastard.”

“Let’s see how he likes watching his entire plan get flipped right in front of him!”


“What?”

“What the hell is going on?”

No. 11’s confused voice echoed through the underground facility.

No. 7, who had been lazing around killing time, tilted her head.

“What’s wrong?”

Instead of answering, No. 11 pointed toward the television.

A news report about the infectious disease he had spread across Korea was playing.

[...The unidentified infectious disease that recently caused nationwide concern appears to be entering a period of decline.]

[According to health authorities, the number of patients has steadily decreased over the past several days, and most current cases are showing only mild symptoms...]

For some unknown reason, the disease No. 11 had released across Korea was losing its effectiveness.

No. 11 trembled with anger and confusion as he realized his plan had gone wrong.

“That shouldn’t be possible.”

“I didn’t make some weak combination that could be overcome this easily.”

“I put enormous effort into creating it...!”

No. 7 asked in a serious tone,

“You really don’t know why?”

“Why?”

No. 11 stared at her in shock.

Did she know something he did not?

No. 7 answered confidently,

“Kimchi.”

“...”

“I heard Koreans recover from most illnesses as long as they eat kimchi.”

“It’s basically a uniquely Korean performance-enhancing drug.”

To No. 7, it sounded like a perfectly reasonable theory.

No. 11 ignored her completely.

“Damn it! Damn it!”

“Someone is definitely interfering!”

“There is no way this could be solved so easily otherwise!”

He shouted furiously into the empty room again and again.

Then something seemed to occur to him.

His eyes widened.

“Fine.”

“Then I’ll just make something they can’t possibly keep up with.”

His expression turned determined.

No. 7 sensed something strange and cautiously asked,

“What are you planning?”

No. 11 smiled viciously.

“Even if I have to push things a little harder, I’ll make sure they can’t follow.”

“I’ll teach those insects exactly who they’re dealing with.”


“Bravo!”

Victoria and the nuns raised their wine glasses and cheered together.

“The live vaccine is working.”

Victoria smiled as she summarized the situation.

“At this rate, everyone in Korea should develop resistance soon.”

Spreading the live vaccine through street-food stalls had been even more effective than expected.

Sister Olga praised Victoria for coming up with the plan.

“This is all thanks to you, Sister Victoria.”

“Oh, please.”

Victoria shook her head.

“Everyone worked for this.”

Then her expression turned bitter.

“There’s nothing more painful than holding someone in your arms while they die and being unable to do anything.”

“I just didn’t want to experience that again.”

Sister Olga seemed to understand what Victoria was really feeling.

She gently reassured her.

“Countless people survived because of you.”

“I’m sure the Lord is pleased as well.”

Victoria then pointed toward Nova in the corner of the laboratory.

“By the way, what’s wrong with Nova?”

Nova was lying on a bed in the corner, utterly exhausted and mumbling in her sleep.

“Gimbap... need to roll the gimbap... water is self-service... tteokbokki and fried food too... no change... how many times do I have to say the water is self-service...”

Her muttering alone revealed how brutally exhausting the work had been.

Sister Olga looked at her sympathetically.

“She worked the stall without resting.”

“She must be completely exhausted.”

“You worked hard, Nova.”

No matter how brilliant Nova’s intelligence was, physically she was still just a fourteen-year-old girl.

Running a busy street-food stall would have been grueling labor for her.

“By the way, where is Mr. Yukgap?”

Sister Olga asked.

“I heard he worked incredibly hard too.”

Apparently, Yukgap had been selling bungeoppang with hand movements that surpassed the speed of sound.

Victoria answered casually,

“He said he needed to buy something.”

“He’ll probably be back soon.”

“To think a man would start coming and going from this convent.”

Sister Olga chuckled.

“Who would have imagined?”

A man entering a place normally forbidden to men.

And not just any man, but an Abraxas chimera using his powers to help people.

In a way, it was something no one could ever have imagined.

Yet it was happening now.

Perhaps that itself was a miracle.

“Victoria!”

Just as Sister Olga was thinking that, Yukgap returned.

Victoria greeted him brightly.

“You’re back?”

But something was wrong.

His expression was grim.

“Turn on the news right now!”

“Something’s wrong!”

“Wrong?”

Victoria immediately switched on the laboratory television.

A breaking-news report was airing.

[...A mutated strain of the infectious disease has been discovered.]

[The mutation rate is currently so rapid that health authorities are struggling to establish an effective response, and the number of patients, which had previously begun to decline, is once again surging dramatically.]

Yukgap explained between breaths,

“Looks like Abraxas figured out we were interfering.”

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