Chapter 363: Fear Marketing (3)

All broadcasting stations around the world suspended their regular broadcasts.

What filled the screens was only the gruesome live broadcast of Bangkok, Thailand, covered in deep red flames and screams.

[Breaking News: Thailand has virtually lost its national functions. Collapse of the Royal Palace confirmed.]

[Breaking News: The Ark of the Shadow is absorbing massive energy in the sky over Bangkok…….]

[Breaking News: EU Union issues an emergency statement! Unconditional establishment of the Death Cult as state religion and full acceptance plan passed unanimously!]

From haughty Europe to the oil money countries of the Middle East.

Petty pride and religious beliefs were completely smashed to pieces in front of the vivid audiovisual material of an entire country being erased from the map.

‘If we hold out like Thailand, we will also become lumps of meat like that!’

Extreme terror.

And the blind and desperate despair born from that terror.

To live, no other choice remained but to grab onto Kim Minwoo's pant legs.

At that time.

Ilsung Global Convention Hall, Manhattan, New York, USA.

The air in the conference room had sunk heavily.

The SS-rank gates that burst out simultaneously after the Earth 2.0 update.

And the terror of the Outer Gods whose descent time was unknown.

The Wall Street magnates who controlled the global economy, the owners of global big tech companies, and even the royalty of the Middle East were looking at the podium with pale faces.

Ttubeok, ttubeok.

Ilsung Group Vice Chairman Kim Hyungsuk walked out onto the podium with a relaxed smile.

“Respected Chairmen, and royalty. I heard that recently you cannot sleep at night without sleeping pills.”

Kim Hyungsuk grabbed the microphone.

“You must be afraid of where an SS-rank gate will burst and blow away your penthouses, or when the Shadow Cult bastards will cause terrorism. Therefore, our Ilsung has prepared a new world for your good night's sleep.”

Ttalkkak.

As Kim Hyungsuk flicked his finger, a clear blue sky, dazzling nature, and the appearance of a safely constructed massive castle city were displayed on the giant screen behind him.

“This is the ecosystem of another dimension managed by our Ilsung, the Caesar Continent. It is a perfect clean zone guaranteed by the system, and an eternal sanctuary that the threats of the Outer Gods and the Shadow cannot reach.”

The conference room buzzed for an instant.

The Caesar Continent!

Wasn't it exactly that land of opportunity where Ilsung had already grasped the monopoly of passage and was entirely extracting the labor force and technology of other races!

“At this place today, we will begin the sale of VVIP immigration rights to the safe zone of the Caesar Continent. It is limited to only 1,000 households.”

“H-how much is the price!”

An oil tycoon from the Middle East, unable to hold back, shouted urgently.

If it was about money, he could pay any amount.

As if telling him to just state how much it was right away, the magnates of the whole world stared at the podium with flushed red eyes.

However, Kim Hyungsuk leisurely raised his hand and calmed the venue.

“I will tell you the price in a little while. Before that, shouldn't you know exactly what you are buying?”

Kim Hyungsuk grabbed the microphone and leisurely strolled the podium.

“Everyone probably knows. That the Earth is not safe right now. You all clearly saw with your two eyes how the Ark of the Shadow turned New York into a mess, didn't you?”

The air in the conference room sank heavily for an instant.

The Wall Street magnates gulped down dry saliva.

“Of course, if you join our Death Cult and offer prayers, my older brother, Guild Leader Kim Minwoo, will go to save you. However…….”

The corners of Kim Hyungsuk's mouth went up chillingly.

“How do we know when and where the terrorism of the Shadow bastards will burst out? What if the ceilings of your pentagons or penthouses are breached, and you are unluckily eaten by a spider monster during the 5 minutes it takes for my brother to fly over riding a dragon? Then what use is all that money?”

“……!”

It was a remark that pierced the core.

No matter how great the Death Cult was, the limits of physical distance and time existed.

“That is why insurance is needed. A perfect safe zone in another dimension that even the power of the Outer Gods and the Shadow cannot reach.”

Ttalkkak.

As Kim Hyungsuk flicked his finger, a clear blue sky and dazzling nature were displayed on the giant screen.

“Everyone knows that a passage gate connecting the Earth and the Caesar Continent was opened through the Planetary Alliance Treaty a while ago, right? You can do business on Earth during the weekdays, and evacuate to the safe zone of the Caesar Continent to enjoy a vacation on weekends or when it is dangerous. It is a perfect commuter-type shelter.”

“H-however, I heard that vicious other races like orcs and barbarians live there! No matter the benefits, how could we sleep comfortably stretching our legs in such a barbaric place!”

A European noble asked back with a trembling voice.

No matter if there was a visitor protection system, entering a fantasy world swarming with 3-meter orcs holding giant axes bare-bodied was far too terrible a terror for billionaires.

Even if they had awakened, their levels were not high.

Kim Hyungsuk burst into a pishik laugh.

“Do not worry. Have you forgotten the fact that my older brother is the official manager of the Caesar Continent?”

“……!”

“The dwarves, elves, orcs, and barbarians there worship my older brother like a true god. If they touch even a single hair of you who are wearing our Ilsung's VVIP badges, that tribe is exterminated on that day. An attack by other races? I assure you it will be safer than a 5-star hotel on Earth.”

Everyone nodded their heads as if possessed.

What kind of existence was Kim Minwoo.

He was a manager elected by the agreement of all lifeforms on the continent and a worshipped existence. If Kim Minwoo guaranteed it, that place was definitely safer than any bunker in the world.

“Then, I will now show you the modest temporary residence you will be staying at.”

The screen transitioned.

“……My god.”

“O-oh my god…….”

Exclamations mixed with astonishment burst out from everywhere in the VVIP presentation room.

What appeared on the screen was a panoramic view of an ultra-luxurious high-end resort where a fantastic magic forest landscaped by beautiful elves, an elegant marble palace carved by dwarf artisans, and Ilsung Group's slime battery infrastructure were combined to perfectly operate air conditioning, the internet, and a top-rank spa.

It was a heavenly vacation spot itself.

“How is it? It's not a bad condition for taking out an insurance policy, right?”

Kim Hyungsuk slightly readjusted his tie and showed the smile of an absolute superior standing at the apex of capitalism.

“Th-the price! How much is the price! 1 billion dollars? No, I will pay even 5 billion dollars right away!”

The bodies of the rich heated up pak.

They could not have this perfect honey pot taken away by others.

Kim Hyungsuk tapped the microphone against his mouth ttuk-ttuk and leisurely declared.

“The price is simple. 10 billion dollars in cash as a lump sum per household of a 4-person family or…… we also receive all physical goods such as euros and gold bars. Ah, stocks are fine too.”

Silence.

However…….

“I-I will contract! With a 10 billion dollar lump sum! Please just give me one VVIP immigration right!”

Anyway, if they unluckily lost their lives on Earth where the Outer Gods and the Shadow Cult were running wild, those petty dollars and shares were nothing more than scraps of paper.

If they could commute to a safe fantasy resort and prolong their lives, they could offer up any amount of money.

The VVIP room threw away face and turned into a bloody pandemonium of the top 1% rich people trying to stamp their seals on the immigration contract first.

Looking at the quadrillions of won in cash and transfer contracts pouring in like a waterfall, Kim Hyungsuk cheered inwardly.

When the Shadow was scaring people with clumsy terrorism.

The brothers had built a fantasy resort in an unknown other world and were legally robbing the souls and national wealth of Earth's top capitalists.

Ilsung Group Headquarters, Kim Minwoo's office.

Ttiring―!

Ttiririring―!

[Brother, the board is perfectly laid out.]

[VVIP resort is sold out, sold out!]

At his younger brother's cheerful KkaTalk message, Kim Minwoo smirked and sent a reply.

[Good work. Let's use some of that money.]

[Got it. I'll send it.]

Kim Minwoo's gaze, having sent the reply, headed toward the system window floating in the empty air.

[The terror of Thailand's destruction crushes the whole world!]

[20% of Earth's humanity begins to blindly crave you to survive!]

Kim Minwoo clicked his tongue.

It was on a different dimension from the shallow capitalistic faith he had obtained by scattering benefits with Ilsung's capital until now.

Through the example called Thailand, humans began to pray by offering their true souls instead of fake beliefs, and that faith of overwhelming quality was expanding Kim Minwoo's vessel as if it would tear.

[Entering the exchange system.]

[The current exchange ratio between Earth credits and achievement points is 150 billion won to 1 point.]

The atrocious exchange ratio that was initially 1 point per 1 trillion won had dropped sharply as the sense of crisis heightened, such as higher-tier gates appearing randomly on Earth and the levels of Awakened rising, and had now come down to the 150 billion won level.

Because Earth is perishing, currency is becoming trash?

‘Not at all.’

It was a perfect reverse structure where the thicker the threat of the Outer Gods became, Earth's capital held a value like gold instead of trash within the system.

The system had a tendency to view crisis as an increase in value, and decisively…….

Because as Kim Minwoo grew stronger, the substitution ratio of achievement points continued to decrease.

When a crisis comes, they seek a god.

A beautiful virtuous cycle structure where the more that happened, his faith increased explosively and the exchange ratio of achievement points also lowered.

‘The currency has slowly become trash, hasn't it?’

As it gets closer to the apocalypse, money is bound to become pieces of toilet paper.

While the money on the East Asian side close to Korea maintained its value relatively well, the money on the US and European sides was showing signs of slowly becoming pieces of toilet paper.

Therefore…….

‘It is now time to run the exchange in reverse.’

Copying Earth money with achievement points?

Now it was time to scrape together achievement points with Earth money in reverse.

“Since I scraped together all the money of the rich people in the world, I wonder how many points will be copied this time.”