Escaping the Mystery Hotel - Chapter 470
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EP.470 Episode 470 – Room 206, The Cursed Room – ‘The Demon King Resurrects After 100 Days’ Re (29)
Episode 470 – Room 206, The Cursed Room – ‘The Demon King Resurrects After 100 Days’ Re (29)
– Kim Muk-seong
A gloomy mansion filled with silence.
Seungyeop muttered as he looked outside through binoculars.
“People are gathering.”
“…”
“Are you trying to do something like a protest?”
It’s a protest… .
Even the most oblivious person would have noticed that there was a problem with the water supply, so it was time to buy more.
“That went well.”
“yes?”
“If we go out and protest and make a fuss and waste our energy, won’t we collapse even faster? That will shorten the time we have to hold out here.”
“Well, you could think of it that way.”
When I saw Seungyeop looking outside anxiously, that bastard’s ‘scorched earth tactic’ came to mind.
The plan, in a nutshell, is simple.
Let’s cut off the lifeline of humanity with our own hands before the Demon King devours humans.
If the Demon King, who has nothing to eat, leaves Earth and becomes the Time Lord, he succeeds by resurrecting the dead.
There were three major problems with this absurd plan.
First, how do you kill them all?
There are not dozens or hundreds of survivors.
There are hundreds of millions of people living in paradise alone, and over 2.3 billion people living on Earth.
Second, what if the Demon King descends during the game?
The reason the Demon King is so docile is because he sacrifices people to his unyielding reason every day from all over the world.
This requires strong city control, like a market, but is this control possible even when the city is collapsing?
If we all end up dying together, the agents and informers who are the ruling class’ lackeys won’t listen to orders!
Third, will the Demon King act as we wish?
Let’s say the plan succeeds.
We have cut off the lifeline of humanity with our own hands, and the Demon King has awakened on an Earth filled with corpses.
In this situation, will the Demon King leave Earth as we expect?
First of all, I know about the prisoners and participants, as well as the hotel!
“Phew… .”
“grandfather?”
“Don’t worry about it.”
Isn’t it too much of a plan if there are too many loopholes?
The fact that everyone agreed to such a flimsy plan felt like a childish joke.
A gloomy thought crossed my mind as I thought about the colleague who had pushed the plan the hardest.
Do we agree on this plan?
Or is it ‘agreed’?
“… Oh my, I’m being sarcastic too.”
At that moment, an ear-piercing noise was heard from afar.
— Boom! Boom!
“Here, here, there is water… I heard there is water!”
“We have nothing to drink, so go out.”
“Please… Please! Hey, Miss Elena! Are you listening? Uh, my whole family is a fan of Miss Elena! Just one bottle for the kids too -”
— Bang!
“Whoa!”
“This is the last warning shot. If they come near, the next shot is the head.”
“Ahhh… .”
Even just hearing it from afar, it was a dire situation.
Naturally, Seungyeop’s expression next to him became even more gloomy.
We’ve used Elena’s wealth generously to stockpile a decent amount of food and water, and we’re all holding out in Elena’s mansion.
How could the people of Paradise, who knew nothing, have made such preparations?
Every day, people would show up asking for just a bottle of water.
“That’s fortunate.”
“Huh? What the hell is so good about that?”
This guy reacted by saying how could the word ‘fortunate’ come out in this situation, but in my opinion, it really is fortunate.
What would have happened if only Seungyeop and other kids were left in the mansion?
We must have debated whether or not to give them a bottle of water, which we didn’t even have to drink, while shedding tears.
In this type of problem, neither Eunsol nor Jincheol are very trustworthy.
Fortunately, Mr. Sang-Hyeon was a man of strong will, so he drove out the outsider without wavering.
“Seungyeop, go and bring Songi.”
First, the problem of ‘How to kill all the survivors?’ was solved by the colleagues who went down to the depths.
All the side roads out of the city are blocked and the water supply is slowly being cut off.
It’s just a matter of time, destruction is certain.
Second, ‘What if the Demon King descends during the game?’ is something that the people on Earth must resolve.
“…is the solution.”
I found myself laughing in vain again.
Seriously, isn’t this plan too severe?
I just hope that salvation awaits everyone at the end of the suffering they must endure.
“grandfather.”
“Have you heard from Shijo?”
“…yes.”
“What are you saying?”
“He asked me if I knew why the pipe was broken. I said I didn’t know.”
“and?”
“… I was worried that if things continued like this, it would be difficult to maintain my indomitable rationality.”
“Hmm. It’s about to start. You should prepare yourself mentally too.”
“… Grandpa too.”
“I’m always prepared.”
When he smiled as if it was nothing, Songi, who had been frozen stiff, also smiled.
Yeah, this is it.
Even if the Earth is destroyed tomorrow, you should be able to smile today.
…
After five more days, the water supply was cut off completely.
Another morning four days later there.
Everyone gathered there looking disheveled, having not washed for over a week.
Everyone opened the canned food in silence and stuffed it into their mouths.
Then, an intense, indescribable sense of alienation struck everyone.
“ah!”
“Uh, uh!”
“Hey, I’m back!”
“It’s a beginning.”
The power of blessing and legacy has returned.
It means that the indomitable reason has stopped working as the Shijo has lost control of the paradise that has fallen into chaos.
It also means that the coming of the Demon King is imminent.
“after.”
Many people have already withered away from thirst.
If we look at the entire planet, at least 1 billion people would have died.
However, there are quite a few people who have monopolized the remaining water with their power and money.
What would happen if the Demon King ate the people who had endured until now?
They cannot be resurrected.
This is the second problem with the ‘scorched earth tactic’.
We are the ones who can solve this problem, and there is only one answer.
For this we have endured within paradise.
At least to ‘save’ the people of paradise.
— Mate!
“Guys, it’s just beginning.”
“…”
“…”
“Kill them all. With our own hands, before the Demon King devours the survivors!”
*
As I left Elena’s mansion where I had been holding out for a long time, a hellish sight that I could not bear to look at with my own eyes came into view.
Traces of collisions are visible here and there, and corpses are rolling around on the floor, and.
— Crack! Crack! Crush!
Song-i turned her head away in disgust as she saw someone slake their thirst by tearing open a corpse and drinking its blood.
Soon, the children began to disperse to their respective locations.
Where should I go?
“Where is Kadyrov!”
“I condemn the lies of the poem! I condemn them!”
“Thieves of the rich mansion! Come down now!”
“… You’re in good spirits. You still have the strength to protest.”
As we headed toward the square, there was a huge crowd of people, probably hundreds, if not thousands.
None of them had been able to drink a single sip of water for at least three days, yet their spirits were extremely fierce.
The force that moved them was not physical strength, but anger.
Unending animosity towards the Kadyrov family who turned the city into hell.
The desire to stab the ruler to death even if it means dying keeps everyone burning until the very end.
Of course, their perception of reality was completely wrong.
Until recently, the city was controlled not by the Kadyrov family but by a surrogate founder, and she bears no responsibility for the water supply being cut off.
Because we cut off the water.
“…Kadyrov, step down!”
I also joined in, raising my voice like the protesters.
[‘Mob Psychology’ Activated!]
“Kadyrov, step down! Step down!”
“Get out! Get out!”
Move forward as naturally as possible, as if you were leading the protesters from the beginning.
Angry people also made way for me as if it were natural.
“Kadyrov led us to hell!”
“Kadyrov is us -”
“Punish the greedy market!”
“Punish!”
A crowd of people parroting my words as if they were possessed by something.
At some point, I stand on the podium leading everyone as if it were a given.
Aha, it was visible naturally when standing in a high position.
What they want and how can I achieve my goals.
A strange, indescribable sense of omnipotence comes over me.
I thought it was strange that Gain liked giving speeches so much, and now I know.
“Citizens suffering from thirst! Listen to me!”
“I’m listening! I’m listening!”
The crowd is huge, but there are no loudspeakers.
So I was worried that the people behind me wouldn’t be able to hear me, but that wasn’t the case.
Oddly enough, everyone is focused on my every word and action.
“Let’s go to the mansions! Let’s punish those demons, Kadyrov!”
“Punishment from heaven! Punishment from heaven!”
“Let’s go!”
The floating mansion above Paradise was originally the most noble place in the city.
But now, it is where everyone’s hatred gathers.
— Gulp!
“…”
A strange noise was heard from the sky.
Clearly, this is a sign that the Demon King is waking up.
He continued to shout, urging his steps.
“Pay dearly to Kadyrov!”
“Punishment from heaven! Punishment from heaven!”
“Punish the sinner!”
“Punishment! Punishment!”
A crowd of thirsty and hungry people, clearly so weak that it wouldn’t be strange for them to collapse.
Hatred led them to the vicinity of the wealthy mansions.
People gasped, all staring blankly at the floating mansions in the city’s sky.
Someone I don’t know asked me as if he was looking for an answer.
“Uh, what should I do?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Aren’t the mansions, aren’t they in heaven! We need to punish them, punish them… We need to burn these scumbags, Kadyrov!”
“That’s a good idea. I’ll convey that feeling to you.”
“So! What should I do! The mansion is in the sky -”
He looked around at the crowd and smiled broadly.
“What are you all thinking about? Here, I see a pipe leading to a floating mansion.”
Go up.
Go up and spew your hate.
Climb the pipe until you die of exhaustion!
*
– Kim Sang-hyun
Hundreds of thousands of people climb tens of meters while holding onto metal pipes.
It’s impossible even with a healthy body, so it’s impossible with a body that’s been weakened for several days.
Of course, the people climbing the pipe soon slipped and fell to the ground.
What really happened next was bizarre.
Because the people who fell would climb up the pipe again as if they were possessed by some ghost, fall, climb, and fall again!
Even though someone falls to their death right next to them, the people around them run towards the pipe as if they were blind.
Surely, they will repeat that behavior until they die of exhaustion.
Is this the behavior of a ‘lemming’ jumping into the water while watching someone drowning in front of them?
“Agent, you’ve done some incredible things.”
I’ve been thinking about it for a long time.
Because we see each other’s faces every day and act like friends, we don’t feel each other’s feelings. Hotel parties aren’t human.
There are only demigods who are mistaken as human and demigods who are unable to even deceive themselves.
Being born as a human and then changing into a non-human being.
It never means anything good.
Haven’t you experienced this countless times in hotels?
God, devil, transcendent being – they are all essentially beast-like beings.
“…”
It’s just a meaningless thought.
Because I was the same way in the first place.
It is time to make decisions for a greater cause rather than out of feeble sympathy.
I reached out to the most densely populated place in paradise, a place where apartments were so densely packed that I couldn’t count them at a glance.
“I would like to change this childish motto. ‘I am now death, the destroyer of worlds.’”
The moment a single beam of light pierced through a dozen apartments, the triangle that remained in the mind of Kim Sang-hyun asked.
‘Do you believe that if you turn back time, today’s murders will disappear?’
I answered as follows:
‘Haven’t we come too far already? I only hope that today’s suffering will be the cornerstone for future salvation.’