Chapter 27
The stairway leading to the underground bunker. After opening several tightly sealed steel doors, a vast interior space greeted me.
An underground bunker equipped with self-generators and magic power facilities. Indoor farms allow for crop cultivation, and there are 20 years' worth of canned goods and preserved foods stocked.
With various essential survival facilities, amenities, and external communication equipment, it's literally a semi-permanent shelter capable of complete self-sufficiency. Appropriate capacity is up to four people.
Upon entering the bunker, I first infused my magic power to activate the temporary gate.
Pop-
With this, I'll be able to use teleportation anytime from now on. After thoroughly inspecting the facilities, I entered one of the living quarters.
Seven rooms and three bathrooms. The facilities are practically palatial, much better than the mansion I used to live in. Worth the expensive price I paid.
After entering the room, I immediately lay down on the bed and took out my phone.
[Are you going in right away?]
"Of course. Don't have much time to waste."
After lying down, I began searching for the next parallel world to clear.
The Demon King's Castle 2nd playthrough wasn't activated yet. It seemed to need more cooldown time, or clearing other quests first.
So I browsed through the list of parallel worlds besides the Demon King's Castle.
[Heavenly Realm 1st Playthrough]
[Cyberpunk 6974 1st Playthrough]
[Cheonma Sin Church 1st Playthrough]
[Warring States 1st Playthrough]
[Black Falcon Mercenary Group 1st Playthrough]
[Bathhouse Part-time Job 1st Playthrough]
[New Humanity 1st Playthrough]
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A list of parallel worlds that looked incredibly troublesome. I felt a chill as I scanned through them.
'To think I'll get fucked in all these damn different worlds...'
Well, if I'm going to get fucked anyway, might as well go for the one with the highest points. Currently, the "Heavenly Realm" gives the most points.
70,000 points for clearing it, with additional rewards for completing bonus quests. But the Heavenly Realm scares me a bit.
Since I've already been to the Demon King's Castle, I worried the angels might beat my ass for smelling like a filthy demon.
'...Looking at things like Monmusume Quest, the heavenly realm can be even scarier sometimes.'
I skipped the Heavenly Realm and chose Cyberpunk 6974, which offered the next highest points. This world would surely be a cesspool too, but which world wouldn't be?
Going to the martial arts world would just mean getting "developed" by female masters, and Warring States would mean starting as a foot soldier getting fucked by various warlords. Same with the mercenary group.
Cyberpunk might be better since it's closest to modern culture. Lying on the bed, I asked Yuria.
"Are you coming along this time?"
[Hmm~ What would you like me to do?]
A future world I've never experienced. Having Yuria's support might be better.
"Come with me. Just in case."
[Okay~]
After selecting the parallel world, I quietly closed my eyes. Along with the fading world, my consciousness traveled somewhere else.
Whoosh-
**
"..."
I opened my eyes to a throbbing headache.
A horrible stench of sewage assaulting my nose. Garbage cans and all sorts of junk scattered haphazardly in my field of vision.
Squeak- Squeak-
A rat scurrying past, brushing against me. With a shudder of revulsion, I quickly got up and looked around.
This appeared to be a small alley between buildings. The building walls were worn down to the point where the concrete surface was crumbling, covered in colorful graffiti and profanity sprayed on with spray paint.
In other words, typical slum alley scenery. Though there were some differences from the real world.
Vroom-
Beyond the narrow sky visible between buildings were towering skyscrapers with brilliant neon signs, and flying cars with garish designs soaring through the air.
'...Looks like I made it to the right place.'
Cyberpunk 6974. Given the level of technological development, it probably isn't actually the year 6974.
"Yuria. You there?"
[Yep yep. I'm invisible so you can't see me.]
Makes sense - having a fairy flying around would be too conspicuous.
Anyway, thankfully Yuria seemed to have made it over with me this time. I let out a relieved sigh before starting to explore my surroundings.
First, I dug through the alley's garbage piles looking for something to cover myself with. I was practically naked at the moment. What I found was a piece of torn, worn tarp.
I wrapped it around myself like a robe to hide my delicate frame, and covered my head too. Looking at my reflection in a puddle, I looked like someone who could get kidnapped without raising any eyebrows.
'With a face like this, I'll be fucked if I wander the slums.'
Being good-looking is nice, but not always helpful in situations like this. After wrapping myself completely in the tarp, I left the alley.
Emerging from the dark, narrow alley revealed a fantastical... yet extremely realistic world.
Whoosh-
Wee-woo Wee-woo-
Flying cars cruising at low altitude above the roads, and police cars flashing their lights with loud sirens.
Drab skyscrapers with colorful neon signs hanging below. The city was filled with all kinds of billboards and glowing lights.
Crowds of people walking the wide but dirty streets. They all had strange mechanical devices attached to their bodies.
I stared dumbly up at them, overwhelmed by this mechanical city's incredible information density and dazzling sights.
As I was mindlessly taking in the city scenery...
Thud-
Something huge crashed into me, sending me sprawling to the ground.
"What's this tiny thing?"
Looking up from where I'd fallen, a giant with a mohawk was glaring down at me.
Leather jacket straight out of Fist of the North Star, tattoos all over his body. One arm had been replaced with machinery.
"S-sorry."
I hurriedly apologized while clutching the cloth covering my body. With my original body I could one-shot this punk, but right now I'm basically a harmless creature.
"Watch where you're going, kid."
Kick-
He kicked me before spitting on the ground and continuing on his way.
Trembling-
I kept shaking slightly even after he was gone. It seemed to be this frail body's conditioned response... or fear.
[Are you okay, Yeon?]
"Y-yeah."
I took a deep breath to calm myself before getting up.
My kicked spot was throbbing, but I couldn't just lie here. Time to move and clear the quest.
Though by quest, I just mean getting fucked. But I can't let just anyone in these rough streets do it.
I might end up with some muscle-bound gay guy with weird tastes...
It would probably be better to get fucked by someone from a high-ranking corporation or wealthy district.
'...Is this actually harder than the Demon King's Castle?'
There I could just passively let things happen, but here... Anyway, I wandered the streets of this cyberpunk city, taking in the strange sights with curious eyes.
After walking for a while, I reached the outskirts of downtown.
Night had fallen, and the crowds that filled the main streets were thinning out. Instead, lowlifes who lurked in alleys began shambling around like zombies, drunk or high.
"Woohoo!"
"Hehehehehe..."
These people with glowing green eyes in the darkness. They seemed to be either on drugs, or had night vision implants in their eyes.
They rode around on bikes with protruding horns, or wandered the night streets carrying strange clubs and guns.
'Scary... and I'm hungry.'
Keeping an eye out, I headed back toward the still-lit downtown area, away from the outskirts where the unsavory types gathered.
That's when a familiar scent hit my nose.
Sniff- Sniff-
I followed this savory, pleasant aroma.
My aimless wandering led me to a bakery. I couldn't bring myself to go inside, so I crouched down near the building.
As I huddled there shivering from the cold...
Ding-
The shop door opened and a kindly-looking old man emerged.
He saw me crouched in front of his shop and gestured for me to come in.
'An angel. Is he an angel...'
As if entranced, I followed him into the shop.
"Looks like you're quite hungry."
He handed me what seemed to be freshly baked, warm bread. I wolfed it down without hesitation.
What's there to be suspicious about? Should I starve to death here? Besides, I have various traits that prevent me from dying.
"Thank you."
"No, thank you. Hehehe."
"...?"
I expressed confusion for a moment, but soon lost consciousness as drowsiness overtook me.
[Yeon..! Lee Yeon!]
*
Through my hazy consciousness, I heard what sounded like people arguing.
"Sid, should we just fuck him now?"
"Value drops if it's not fresh goods."
"But come on, a pure-blooded human pretty boy and we can't even fuck him? What is this, an endurance test?"
"Be patient. We'll retire after this big score. Rape him now and it's all for nothing."
"..."
I slowly opened my eyes to these frightening conversations.
A large concrete room with high ceilings. A bed with messy sheets in one corner, and strange computers and machinery in the opposite corner.
The hologram floating above a large table in the center and the sound of flying cars outside reminded me I was still in the cyberpunk world.
Clank-
My arms were bound and wouldn't move. Both arms and legs were tied up.
Looking closer, I was tied spread-eagled to a wooden cross. And... I'd been completely stripped naked so my lower half felt chilly.
When I stirred and made noise, the two women who had been talking turned their attention to me.
"Oh my~ You're awake?"
"He's up."
"Nice to meet you~ I'm Elize~. This grumpy friend is Sid."
The woman with pink twin-tails who introduced herself as Elize spoke in a sweet tone.
She wore a revealing top that showed off her chest with a black jacket thrown over it. Her pants were basically missing, just hot pants.
Elize had beautiful tattoos all over her body that somehow stirred up sexual desire.
The woman beside her with bright turquoise ponytail was Sid.
Unlike Elize's revealing outfit, she was completely covered in a white hoodie, black mask on her face, and even gloves on her hands.
"W-who are you big sisters?"
To my question, Sid coldly replied:
"Can't you tell by looking? We're hunters."
'Hunters?'
But seems they hunt people, not monsters like me?
They must be working with that bakery old man. Given how they knocked me out and tied me up, plus their earlier conversation treating me like merchandise, it's clear.
"...Don't tell me this is human trafficking?"
At that, Elize laughed and waved her hand dismissively.
"Oh no, not human trafficking. Such scary words. Call us slave hunters, it's more elegant."
That's the same thing. Getting caught by traffickers right from the start. Fitting for this cesspool of a world, but I didn't expect this kind of beginning.
I wonder where I'll be sold to now. Being a plaything for high-ranking corporate ladies would be relatively good, but I might end up as a research subject getting violated by mechanical tentacles.
No, in the absolute worst case, I could be sold to fat pig men with huge dicks...
As I trembled in fear imagining what lay ahead, Elize came over and caressed my cheek.
"See, should've stayed unconscious~ Instead of seeing such scary things."
Then she flicked my limp dick with her fingertip and smiled mischievously.
"...Or did you wake up to give us ladies some fun?"