A woman was staring at Alan and a few guys with firearms were aiming at him, they're less important.
"Who are you and what do you want?" The Girl questioned.
She was wearing a Chinese Qipao, and she looked very delicate. Although Alan could see that the muscles in her arms were structured for swift attack. This happens if someone practices combat techniques repeatedly.
"I want you and everyone in your organisation to follow me."
Alan calmly said and took steps forward nonchalantly.
"Fire!"
The girl felt threatened and commanded.
Alan dodged bullets with simple movement and calmly walked in the midst of bullet shower and knocked out all the bodyguards.
"Who are you?"
The girl had cold sweat running across her face as she kept staring at him.
"Your king."
Alan calmly said and sat down in her chair.
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"So, in short, this is one of the main strongholds of your organisation, and your main base is in China?"
"Yes, my father is in charge of the Jiechu Clan. I take care of the Korean branch."
Jiechu Shanshan answered as she wiped the cold sweat from her face.
'There's only one more day left, which I need, to further improve my body, or I would've tamed the other underground organisations. Well, I can do it after the apocalypse began.'
"Come here, I need some assurance that you'll follow my words."
"No No, I will follow everything you say." Shanshan frantically shook her head.
"I don't trust words, you see. Don't make me repeat myself."
Shanshan hesitantly approached Alan. Alan held her hand only for a brief moment before releasing it.
"I injected a poison into you. If I want, either you'll die instantly or with agony. And I can activate it, even if you hide at the end of the world."
Alan flickered his finger, and a pimple grew on Shanshan's arm instantly as she grimaced in pain. But weirdly enough, she was excited(?)
"I understand, Master, I'm yours!"
"Good that you understand."
Alan was confused why she was excited, but nevertheless, he flicked his fingers and the pimple vanished.
Alan's body is genetically modified with G-Metamorph model. This model comes with, virus control and enhanced organic material control. He can absorb viruses and also create modified versions of viruses. He can activate the separated virus via various signals, electrical, through the air etc.
"Tell all your men to gather in this casino and stay here until further notice. Equip all your trusted personnel with firearms and spend all other money to buy food that can last a long time."
"Everything? We may need to close down our casio to do that." Shanshan hesitantly asked.
"Yes, everything. Get to it. I will return tomorrow."
Alan said that and thought for a moment, then he pulled out his phone.
"Take this money, buy junk food with it, but keep it separately."
Alan left and returned to his house. While Shanshan kept looking at his back with sparkling eyes.
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Alan returned at almost midnight. His cousin and aunt were asleep. He didn't want to talk to anyone, so he quietly entered his room and prepared to sleep.
'Alpha, start stimulating my body to adapt to combat arts.'
[Host, which combat methods will you etch into your muscle memory?]
'Which methods work best for my fighting style and this body?"
[Host, that'd be Freeflow fighting style created by Merchenry "Jung"]
'Begin the process, transfer the memory to my conscious mind as well.'
Soon, Alan understood the combat style as he fell asleep.
Suddenly, he felt the presence of someone approaching. He opened the corner of his eyes and saw his cousin slowly and carefully closing the door.
Alan was confused but curious about what she was about to do. He pretended to be deeply asleep.
His cousin, Yu Ha-Joon was quite fond of him. She always acted nicely to him.
Ha-Joon carefully approached Alan and touched his face. Seeing Alan didn't wake up, Ha-Joon slowly took off his blanket and lied down in the bed facing him.
She slowly wrapped her hand around him and closed her eyes. Within a single minute, her breath slowed down, signalling that she had fallen asleep.
Alan was dumbfounded by what was happening. But as he is an expert in adapting, he closed his eyes and slept.
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As Jiechu Shanshan finished her work, she put on a nightdress and snuggly hugged the big white teddy. She smashed her face into the fluff and couldn't contain her excitement.
"He is an immortal, a real immortal! I wonder what else he can do? Can he fly on a sword? Will he take me flying on it if I ask him nicely?"
She squealed as she rubbed her face on the teddy.
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Alan opened his eyes to see that Ha-Joon was still sleeping while holding tightly onto him.
He looked at the Alpha's screen. The imprinting of combat art into the muscle memory is already done. He is feeling his body to be twice as agile as yesterday.
He got up from the bed, this movement also awoke Ha-Joon.
"Good Morning, Brother." Ha-Joon greeted as she felt groggy.
"What are you doing in my room?" Alan asked.
"I missed you, so I thought sleeping with you would satisfy me."
"Oh, did it?"
"Yes. It definitely did!"
Ha-Joon smiled brightly as she lunged at Alan.
Alan refreshed his memory. Previously, Ha-Joon wasn't this touchy with her cousin. This increased closeness may be attributed to something that changed after he took control of this body.
'Pheromone maybe? Alpha check this body's pheromone and compare it to the data before modifying this body.
[Comparing... Result: The change in pheromone structure and production is negligible from before and after body modification.]
'Oh, I didn't expect my deduction to be wrong.'
Alan pushed Ha-Joon to get out off the hug. Went ahead to prepare for school. Today may be the last school-day for him in his life.
Alan eat breakfast, his aunt spoke even less than what she used to. After trying hard to separate from Ha-Joon, Alan arrived at school. He went to his class without any distraction, sat down and started his class.
'Real enhancement of my body will start after the apocalypse.'
Alan thought about the various stages of the apocalypse and how he should respond. As he was deep in thought, the classes flew by.
During the break time, a girl stood before him, staring at him.