< Oracle (2) >
London, UK.
Aaaaaaaaagh!
A huge explosion occurred in the middle of the city.
At the same time, the outer wall of the building explodes.
-damage!
Agents in combat suits shouted as they dodged building debris flying in all directions.
The agents move away from the building in perfect order with him.
and.
grasp!
A pale body popped up through the concrete dust.
Fuck!
The figure landed a direct hit on the back of one of the fleeing agents.
“Cuck!”
An agent who turns around as it is.
With his spine bizarrely broken, it seemed difficult to guarantee his life or death.
“…Holi shit….”
someone muttered in a trembling voice, as if terrified.
What he was looking at was a woman who had hit the agent directly in the back.
A woman standing up slowly from a kneeling position with an expressionless face.
Her name is Victoria Olsen, and she was the CEO of a fashion company that everyone was looking forward to.
She must have already been quite injured in the attack by the agents, most of the clothes in her suit skirt were torn like rags.
However, the red wounds visible in it were recovering quickly as if time had been turned backwards.
A woman who recovers most of the time in a short amount of time
.
Seeing this, everyone was stunned.
– How are you going to catch that!
– I don’t know! block as much as possible!
While the agents grumble.
The woman tried to jump at an agent, as if she had set her target again.
– Hang the bondage!
-I’ll bind you!
As soon as the words were finished, white mana was created surrounding Victoria.
Weiying-
Then he tied her up like a noose.
– I can’t stand it for long!
The man who cast the bondage skill shouted.
As he expected, Victoria’s muscles swelled and the bindings broke.
– Coming again!
– Attack!
As the saying goes, attacking is the best, the moment everyone tries to attack to stop the woman from rushing again.
Victoria’s body, which was about to jump, stopped like a lie.
‘hmm?’
While all the agents who were about to attack felt strange and hesitated.
A puzzled look appeared on her expressionless face.
“…What is this…”
She groped her body and looked at her condition, then suddenly felt the eyes of the hunters around her.
“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
She screamed out of nowhere and tied up her torn clothes, not knowing what to do.
Then at one point, I rolled my eyes and suddenly fell to the floor.
-…what?
When everyone was confused by the sudden change of situation, the leader of the agents gave the order.
-Now! bondage!
At his words, everyone quickly cast a restraint skill, and when a certain amount of safety was secured, they quickly approached her and filled the restraints.
– Got it!
– Engage!
Agents who succeeded in catching a man who went crazy and ran amok.
They had to run to the scene of another incident happening next to them without a break.
And in an urgent situation, the content of the communication, which was frantically requesting support, suddenly changed.
-This is the end of the Buckingham situation. Subject suddenly collapsed.
-This is London Station. The situation has ended here too.
– Etihad Stadium. Situation is over. Just need manpower!
It was a communication that most of the terrorists had collapsed and the situation had ended.
‘What happened?’
Questions ran through everyone’s mind.
But the thought was short and the action was quick.
-Harry, you quickly hand that woman over to the rescue team and we go to support. let’s move!
they moved in a hurry
* * *
Meanwhile, a fancy hotel in Japan.
The furniture and round tables there were pushed to one side, and the middle of the hotel room was lined with hard-looking desks and desktops.
The latest hologram monitors were floating on the desk, and the screens were filled with various stock and financial charts.
And many people sitting in front of the monitor.
They seemed free, wearing suits or casual clothes, but everyone’s complexion was full of deep tension.
“We have completed securing 500 million USD in decentralized funds in Monaco.”
“We have also secured Cayman.
“Panama is on a delay.
“The trade is ready.”
Yes.
These were the finance team who set out to secure stocks and bonds under the Master’s order.
To be precise, it was a finance team run by one of the members.
The reason they all stayed up all night preparing was to induce a bigger crash in tomorrow’s stock market crash and sweep stocks.
“A team that is ready can rest.”
“yes.”
“I need to order room service.”
And when the cold-looking man who seemed to be the leader of them spoke, those who finished their work scattered in search of their hotel room as if they were used to it.
When I’m working, I only work, and when I’m resting, I’m sure.
Their work system was clear.
‘The chairman said that at least this time we should achieve a 100% rate of return…. Is that really possible?’
Looking cool, he was Davidson, the president of Benmana, an investment company acquired from ‘Rockefeller’.
After establishing Benmana, he quickly emerged as a hot topic on Wall Street with his excellent investment sense, which he snatched from Rockefeller with a huge amount of money.
After becoming a salaried worker, Davidson was content with his life now.
Shares of Venmana, which still had little left, continued to rise, bonuses reached hundreds of millions of dollars, and above all,
‘it really felt like I ruled the world.’
Rockefeller he follows.
These families, who had amassed enormous wealth through oil and military business, were indeed the super-elite of the elite.
No matter how much money he made, he felt a wall that he couldn’t compare with them, but he was secretly tasting something beyond that that couldn’t be narrowed down by entering Rockefeller’s command.
‘Like right now.’
So now his Benmana investment team is in Japan.
It was to prevent even a slight traffic delay caused by distance differences in stock trading.
The target they will target tomorrow is Japan’s three major stock exchanges.
Their role there was very important.
Currently, the Japanese market has bottomed out due to the monster wave, but has rebounded and is gradually entering a recovery phase.
However, in just a few hours due to the recent financial crisis and terrorism, the world economy was rapidly strained.
‘At this time, if the stock is shaken once, it can easily cause a panic sell (an act in which investors sell stocks at a lower price than the actual price out of fear that the stock price will continue to fall).’
Compared to baseball, Japan has just hit a home run in two consecutive at-bats.
And Davidson himself planned to light a fire there and incite the spectators to believe that Japan was now defeated.
It’s kind of like a windbreaker.
‘Induces fear and receives and eats the pouring property. And… when the situation is reversed, it will be sold again.’
It was too easy.
However, it is difficult to catch the timing and requires prudence, so experts like yourself have to do it.
And Davidson was an expert on this one.
‘…Above all, if this thing goes well… I can go to a higher place.’
He recalled the words of the heir to the Rockefeller family, whom he had spoken to for the first time yesterday.
-It’s something the head of household is paying attention to. I wish you well.
A cheeky low-handed remark by a young man in the blue.
But Davidson didn’t feel it was worth it.
Rather, I paid attention to other parts.
‘It’s something that the head of the Rockefeller family is paying attention to.’
If this one thing goes well, Davidson himself might be able to fly higher.
Among those mighty Rockefeller people, he himself might be able to stand proudly as a member.
Is that why?
If he had an optimistic personality, he would have rested comfortably as soon as the preparations were finished, but he couldn’t do that now.
I was just looking at the Japanese stock charts and news that had not fluctuated because the market had not opened yet, and was thinking about tomorrow’s strategy.
And thanks to that, I was able to catch the news faster than anyone else.
< ...The global financial data deletion incident, which has been taking place for about 7 hours now, has entered a recovery state as of the current time. According to an announcement from the United States, restoration has already been completed mainly for important facilities, and backup data recovery of all economic and administrative systems will be completed within about 6 hours... > The
economic issue they were paying attention to will be suddenly resolved. It was a reversal of news.
‘…what? No way….’
It was when he manipulated the smart goggles to report unusual matters.
A message arrived from the Rockefeller side.
– Have you seen the news?
– I saw. The economic paralysis has been resolved.
-yes. Things have changed. We need to lower the target price of Operation Panic Cell Induction.
– How much?
– Let’s go as usual. It induces and accepts a moderate decline without a lower limit.
The news he saw was also being watched by Rockefeller.
Davidson frowned.
According to the agreement between him and Rockefeller, the original goal was to induce the lower limit at least three times.
In other words, the operation was practically canceled.
-All right. We will proceed as is.
After he finished his reply, he leaned back and buried himself in his chair.
‘If this is the case, I wouldn’t have to come myself.’
Tapping on the calculator in Davidson’s heart, he found that only about 1% of what he could eat was edible.
In a situation where billions and tens of billions of dollars were being rolled, 1% was by no means a small amount of money, but now it was no different from the money buried in the nose for Rockefeller and himself.
A situation where he could have rolled his own investment team without having to come himself.
‘Damn it…’
It was the moment when his dream of shouldering with Rockefeller disappeared in an instant.
Still, Davidson’s eyes did not change.
‘What a chance, it will come again. As long as I’m with them, I’m the true mainstay of this world.’
The kind of man who can get money that others can’t earn in their lifetime with just a few clicks.
He was the ruler of this world.
* * *
“Master?”
Oracle Ashley’s impression frowned even more.
“yes. Don’t you know?”
“Of course I know. Who knows. the monster.”
Ashley shuddered as if she was tired.
And then Sang-woo intervened.
“Wait a minute, everyone. But what about the Illuminati? The Master is the Master of the Illuminati?”
Sang-woo had also heard the name of an organization called the Illuminati.
A minority group of the top 0.0001% who rule the world behind the scenes.
It was an Internet rumor that the entire world economy had already been eroded by them and that the country was only their hands and feet.
It was a material that Sang-woo, who likes conspiracy theories, would have liked, so it was a very unrealistic story.
But now the hippie woman nodded as if that was correct.
“yes. that’s right. But who?”
“You know that avatar, right? Jung Sang-woo is a hot hunter these days.”
Lucas introduced Sangwoo.
Ashley nodded with an expression that seemed to understand what he said.
“no wonder. I was surprised to see a handsome Asian next to Lucas. nice to meet you. I am Ashley Chris.”
“Nice to meet you. This is Jung Woo. But why the sudden Illuminati? Isn’t that a fictional organization?”
“Is it a lie? Fuhahahahaha-!”
Ashley giggled at those words.
Sang-woo felt embarrassed because he held his belly button and laughed so much.
“…I don’t think so.”
“Keukkeukkeuk Of course not! Lucas, are you with a really fun friend?”
It was Lucas who shrugged his shoulders.
“Fun is… well. Sang-woo probably doesn’t really know. Because I never told you.”
It was Lucas who knew Sang-woo’s character too well.
Ashley nodded at those words.
“Well… normal people can’t know. How good are they at hiding themselves? Anyway, did you say Sangwoo? The Illuminati are real. And the one who leads them is a man called Master. Oh, by the way, I saw it on TV. The one who fought Master at the Vatican back then was Sang-woo, right?”
“yes. that’s right. You see.”
“At that time, the issue was so big that when I turned on the TV, only the news and videos came out. But isn’t Sang-woo strange? The Pope of the Vatican has run away, but there is no voice calling for him to be caught. As if people had already forgotten the man who killed the pope.”
Sang-woo also felt strange at those words.
“I heard and saw it. what? Is it media control?”
It was Lucas who got the word.
“yes. Sang-woo’s guess is correct. Each of the 200 Illuminati members is at the highest level in each country. Whether in politics, economics, media or military, either way.”
“…that’s crazy.”
Only 200 members rule the world.
with all information under control.
Sang-woo thought it was an absurd story.
But it must be a real thing that is already happening in reality.
Unless the president of a group and a woman named Oracle are filming hidden cameras for entertainment against Sang-woo.
“Crazy. And that Lucas is also a real madman.”
Ashley is openly crazy.
But that didn’t sound like a joke.
His expression clearly showed contempt and dislike.
And as if Ashley didn’t care, Lucas didn’t react.
“Anyway, I need information about a man named Master Ashley Yang. Very detailed.”
“okay. Then I’ll let you know. But don’t forget my condition.”
“yes. Of course I will.”
“Then keep your promise. Right Now.”
“All right. Sangwoo, please wait a moment.”
In the middle of a conversation that I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Lucas disappeared for a moment.
About 20 seconds had passed.
Pod!
Lucas reappeared next to Sang-woo.
“I have one person delivered to the rendezvous point. Please confirm it.”
Ashley suddenly closes her eyes at those words.
Soon after, she opened her eyes and nodded.
“good. Then I’ll tell you too. What do I have to say… the name is already known. key? weight? or age? You’ll probably be surprised when you get older.”
Ashley speaks in a meaningful way.
Lucas asked at her words.
“I’m also curious about your age. Master no Saint-Germain…. How old is he exactly now? I must have been over 100 years old.”
At that, Ashley laughed.
“Only 100 years old? Master…that man is exactly 14516 years old.”
< Oracle (2) > end
