Chapter 561: The Invincible Gold Medal

When Su Hao issued his order, adopting an almost saintly demeanor, demanding the swift delivery of grain to "save the people"...
Zhou Yi admitted that for a fleeting moment, he was truly deceived.
He even naively believed that this man, though ruthless, still retained a sliver of humanity, not the kind of ruthless tyrant who treated human life like dirt.
But as it turned out, he was wrong, terribly wrong.
This man was not a tyrant.
He was a devil!
A devil who had calculated human hearts to the extreme, capable of turning even "kindness" into the sharpest butcher's knife... a peerless devil!
"How could a person... be so vicious..."
Zhou Yi felt a chill run from his tailbone to the top of his head.
Legend has it that true strategists have no pity in their hearts and no tears in their eyes.
Today, Zhou Yi learned this lesson again, bloodily, from that unbelievably young man.
That young Chairman Su wasn't playing chess; he was playing the world!
Deep within his seemingly compassionate eyes, he didn't gaze upon the common people, but rather…
Ugly dogs!
***
President Aiden's mind has been preoccupied with only one thing lately: retirement.
Hurry up, get it over with; he doesn't want to go to this damn office for even a day longer.
Ever since that white building he oversaw was turned into a vegetable regime by that Eastern behemoth named "Fang Huan" through a series of inexplicable maneuvers…
He's completely lost interest in life; going to work every day feels like going to a funeral.
Damn it, looking back, he's been stuck in the quagmire of politics his whole life.
He was crazy about it when he was young, and he's still obsessed with it now; he's a complete political addict.
He once hated the name "Fang Huan" with a passion, dreaming of grinding him to dust.
But fate is so strange; Fang Huan delivered a "dimensional reduction attack," kicking him down from the pinnacle of power.
Ironically, it was Fang Huan who became his "life mentor."
He allowed him to live a politically isolated life, and also enabled him to start his second life ahead of time.
"After joining the Trinity Guild, doing some gold farming runs and dungeons, I realized how vast the world outside of politics truly is."
Aiden took a leisurely sip of coffee and remarked to his advisors,
"I was truly obsessed before, trapped in the quagmire of power my whole life, almost ruining my old age. What a waste!"
Politics? The word now made him nauseous.
Even though he knew Fang Huan's investment in the "Trinity Guild" harbored a colossal ambition to control the world, he couldn't care less.
If the sky falls, someone else will hold it up; he just wanted to play games peacefully and enjoy a few days of tranquility.
But just when he had drafted three versions of his retirement speech, a bolt from the blue struck him unexpectedly.
"Damn it, I was just about to retire and go home, and now what's this all about?"
Aiden slammed his cup down on the table. "South Korea...is in turmoil?!"
As the old saying goes, when you're down on your luck, even drinking cold water can cause problems.
He had less than a year left in his term, like a grasshopper in autumn, barely clinging to life, and then this earth-shattering news broke in East Asia!
"Mr. President, the situation is far more serious than we imagined." The aide's face was grave.
"South Korea is already seething with public discontent due to the economic crisis, and then those conglomerates start hoarding goods, pushing public anger to the brink of madness.
Just at this critical juncture, the batch of grain sent by Fang Huan Investment arrived at Busan Port by sea…
That batch of grain was like a spark, instantly igniting the entire powder keg."
Fang Huan again!
Aide rubbed his temples.
Honestly, these days, no matter where in the world something earth-shattering happens, if Fang Huan Investment isn't involved, he feels the news is missing its soul!
"We spent so many years and so much money trying to establish a pro-M puppet regime in that country, and what was the result?
Their political infighting was fiercer than anyone else's; they changed presidents more frequently than underwear, but nobody truly listened to us.
Wasn't their chaebol politics supposed to be impregnable? How could it collapse so easily?"
It was no secret that the US wanted to establish a pro-M regime in South Korea.
But countless attempts yielded little result; the Blue House occupants came and went like a revolving door.
The real power always rested with the powerful chaebol families behind them.
"The chaebols are indeed difficult to shake, but the military is another matter."
The most fatal blow came when a young, ambitious military unit, long resentful of the chaebols' interference in politics...
suddenly launched a military coup, betraying Su-eun and seizing the entire port of Busan!
"So, what's the situation now?"
"The Shou'er government has also been stunned by this sudden betrayal, and is in complete disarray.
Although they are urgently assembling troops to try and retake Busan Port, they are hesitant to act rashly.
If they use airstrikes or heavy artillery and accidentally blow up the batch of grain Fang Huan sent...
that would be tantamount to confirming the coup d'état's slogan—
'The chaebol government would rather destroy the grain than give the people a way to survive,' and that would be a huge disaster."
Indeed, anyone in this situation would be at a loss.
Wanting to bomb, but not daring to bomb—that feeling is worse than constipation.
"It's said that the coup commander named Park Sung-hwan is a ruthless psychological warfare player.
He knew the grain shipment Fang Huan sent was vital, so he treated it as a 'safety net.'
He scattered the grain like beans across key locations throughout the port area, clearly telling the government forces:
Go ahead and bomb the people's food supply!"
Aiden's eyes twitched. "He's got some brains. But even so, can't the government forces even take a port?"
"That's the problem, Mr. President. Park Sung-hwan isn't fighting alone.
Nobody knows how many people within the entire Korean army are secretly supporting him.
The real fear is that those allies who were calling you brother one second might stab you in the back the next."
That's what the Shou'er government truly fears.
Right now, friend and foe are indistinguishable; who's the loyalist, and who's the mastermind—it's all a complete mess.
"What's even more infuriating is that as soon as news of the Busan port coup spread, that General Kim in the north also started to stir.
He publicly declared his 'support for the just actions of our compatriots in the South' and deployed troops to the border."
To put it bluntly, South Korea could be plunged into a bloody civil war at any moment, while that hungry wolf to the north is eyeing it, ready to march south at any time!
"Holy crap!"
In an instant, the bloody scenes of the South Korean Civil War flashed through Aiden's mind.
This is...isn't it going to escalate into a large-scale war involving multiple countries?