Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 101



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55. 20 hours 30 minutes (2)

dongtanmom: I live behind the warehouse at Pier 31.

mmmmmmmmm: Let’s meet at Pier 7 around 11 tomorrow. On the side where the evacuation ship entrance gate is. Well, I don’t need to say much, I just want to have a man’s conversation. Are you sure?

dongtanmom: Okay, come here.

Could this be the real deal?

I don’t feel well.

Especially, seeing that yummy Baek Seung-hyun take out the yummy, it’s kind of eerie.

I know m9 is a person who never listens to me, but it’s time for me to really intervene.

SKELTON: Hey, Emgu. Why are you thinking of getting involved with a crazy guy like Dongtan Mom? The best thing to do is not to associate with such human trash.

SKELTON: Rumor has it that Dongtan Mom, that bastard, is a scary guy, unlike the internet, and there are even stories that he’s a former hunter. He’s a professional killer!

I sent two heartfelt messages.

But m9 doesn’t respond at all.

I wonder if he blocked me again.

One thing is for sure, m9, this guy is serious.

I sincerely intend to separate Baek Seung-hyun and Hyun-pi.

mmmmmmmmm: What is the mysterious murder martial art “Magakrav”?

mmmmmmmmm: (12 round boxer) It’s been a while since I last boxed···.

mmmmmmmmm: 11am. The time when I am the most cruel.

Magakrab is a piece of shit, it looks like it has a magic wand.

But I have to recognize one thing about the M9 guy.

It’s 11 o’clock tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the day I take the second Dragon C to Incheon.

I’m planning to leave at dawn and arrive by morning, so I’ll be in Incheon at 11 o’clock.

This means that we can prevent the situation where our bulletin board’s greatest eccentric person is lost to malicious users like Dongtan Mom.

“Oh, hello?”

For some reason, the face of Pilcrum88, whom I met after a long time, was beginning to resemble that of Dragon, the former owner of the bunker.

The cause seemed to be worry rather than alcohol.

“Is it difficult to live here?”

At this, Pilcrum88 smiled bitterly and answered self-mockingly.

“There is no paradise where you run away.”

The Chinese military is the problem.

I don’t know what they’re doing, but every night they light up lanterns on the shore and send out strange signals.

Sometimes the lights would blink like Morse code.

“There was also something like a submarine.”

Philcrum’s wife intervened.

Her expression was also indescribable.

I guess he spent every day in fear.

I think that’s the case in my country too.

It would be unsettling to see the Chinese army, thousands of times more dangerous than the looters, conspiring right next to you every day.

“Well, the hardships continue until today.”

Since we didn’t have much time to talk, we started moving right away.

Even though I’m moving, I don’t really have any luggage.

As expected in the era of destruction, all we have are clothes and daily necessities.

But the Pilcrum 88 was trying to carry one more special cargo.

It is none other than our satellite equipment.

“Are you going to take this?”

“Yes. I’m planning to take it to Jeju Island.”

“Does the government permit it?”

“Yes. I asked and they said I could bring it.”

“I see. But can you tell me why you’re carrying that heavy thing? I heard that Jeju Island provides houses with internet.”

At my question, Pilcrum88 burst into laughter.

“I have a conscience, so I can’t write in Dragon-hyung’s name, but I’ve been watching. I’ve been on Palenet, too. I know what rumors are going around. You say the Jeju Island fleet was discovered in China? That’s why.”

“So, to check for survival?”

“Yes. If I get to Jeju Island safely, I’ll post on the bulletin board. But if I don’t hear from you, well, it’s a terrible assumption, but please think of me as having gone to China or the Dragon Palace.”

I nodded after hearing him say that.

It is a reasonable action.

Even if the trip to Jeju Island was as risky as the naysayers claim, Pilcrum88 might have chosen to go to Jeju.

Look at his complexion or the haggard appearance of his family.

The Chinese are closer than China right now, so I wonder if going to China would be a good idea.

“Well, let’s do that.”

“Excuse me.”

“yes.”

“When I go back, can I write with my original nickname?”

“If you go to Jeju Island, you won’t have to worry about what I think.”

“No. I would like to ask permission.”

Even though he was haggard, Pilcrum looked at me with single eyes.

“······.”

I knew it the moment I looked into his eyes.

People are repentant animals.

His wet eyes held emotions that were difficult to express in words.

He answered with a shallow sigh.

“······Please do so.”

Philcrum bowed his head.

“If you go to Jeju Island······. I plan to release my foolish actions and the last story of Brother Dragon as a side story of Remnant under my name.”

“······.”

There is nothing else to say.

This is a story about two men, Dragon C and Pilcrum88.

In the meantime, I would no longer be entitled to interfere.

Each with their own twists and turns and stories, the trucks left the bunkers behind and headed toward Incheon.

As I looked at the graveyard-like bunker that was fading away beyond the Pilkrum88 family, who were smiling with hope for tomorrow, I quietly remembered that man in my heart once again.

May you rest in peace.

Friends of the bulletin board.

*

“Thank you so much. Not only for forgiving me, but for bringing me through such a dangerous time.”

A dock where you can hear the cries of seagulls.

We completed our successful journey and said goodbye to the Philcrum family.

Up there I see a tanker that can only be described as huge.

This is the flagship of the fleet that will carry refugees.

Coincidentally, the ship had the same meaning as M9’s Sweet Home.

Hope ship.

That’s the name of that big ship.

“Are you on that boat?”

“No. It looks like we’re on a different boat.”

“Take a look.”

“Yes. I hope you too, Skeleton-nim, live a long life. You must live until the day I complete Dragon-nim’s work.”

That’s how one relationship is organized.

It remains to be seen whether he will go to the land of death or to the paradise of Jeju.

I checked the time.

9:30 am.

thank god.

It’s still before the dizziness.

I slowly headed towards Hunter Street behind the lab.

“······.”

Even looking at it again, it’s a dreary and miserable sight.

The strong sense of life that permeates every corner of the place makes the already miserable place seem even more stark.

There is an old man I’ve never seen before on the street.

He has dark skin and eyes that seem like they’re going to shoot lasers, and he looks very strict just by looking at him.

He stared at me intently, but I didn’t recognize his face and didn’t want to get involved, so I ignored him and walked down the unfamiliar street to find the house I remembered.

I hear a baby crying.

“Is Mr. Baek Seung-hyun here?”

A young wife appeared in a cramped corner of the house, holding a baby in her arms, and the air was stuffy and smelly.

“Oh, sausage?”

“?”

“The person who brought the sausage!”

“Yes, that’s right. Is Mr. Baek Seung-hyun here?”

“Just a moment.”

She tapped something on her phone.

In my area, cell phones are limited to portable cameras, lanterns, and notepads, but I heard that cell phones work well in the Incheon area.

It is one of the few welfare services provided by the country.

“Oh. The sausage from before. That guy came.”

Why does this woman keep calling me sausage?

Is this skeleton edible?

I don’t think it would taste very good even if baked.

By the way, when I look around, there are some faces I know and some I don’t.

One of them recognizes me and waves.

Did you say your name was Bang Jae-hyuk?

A friend with skills comparable to S-class.

“What’s going on here?”

He came towards me, wandering around.

“Well, I have someone to see.”

“Who? Could it be Baekga?”

“How did you know?”

“I thought you were close friends with Baekga. Are you two a natural match?”

“I don’t think so.”

Even a tiger will come if you call it.

Baek Seung-hyun is approaching from afar.

He was wearing a bright-colored short-sleeved shirt with a summery feel, and sunglasses resting on his forehead.

When Baek Seung-hyun appeared, Bang Jae-hyeok wandered away and left my presence.

“What’s going on here, Junior Park?”

This guy is really a piece of shit.

A huge smile bloomed.

“No way, you came to see me off? Oh, really. If I had known this would happen, I would have prepared a farewell gift! I knew Junior Park wouldn’t come, so I already gave everything I had to the people around me.”

“are you okay.”

“No, I’m just not feeling well.”

“Let’s talk more.”

I called him out to the dock.

After making sure there was no one around, I got back to the main topic.

“Viva! Apocalypse! Let’s do it!”

“Ah. Junior Park gave it to me. That’s a good thing. I have a concern because of that.”

A bitter shadow appeared in Baek Seung-hyun’s eyes.

also.

This kid was definitely planning to harm m9 on the day he leaves.

I think it was a good decision to come this far while having a meeting, even though I was worried.

M9 may not have anything to be thankful for, but he is a mascot who represents our bulletin board.

I can’t let that guy die at the hands of these obnoxious users.

He glared at Baek Seung-hyun and spoke seriously.

“Senior Baek. I heard there’s a rumor that you’re having a blind date with a friend named mmmmmmmmm today.”

This is a kind of warning.

If he ever thinks of harming m9, I have no choice but to teach him a lesson.

To be honest, I kind of want to hit him.

however.

“hmm?”

Baek Seung-hyun’s reaction is strange.

“What is that sound of banging on the bell?”

“Isn’t that the problem you’re worried about?”

He felt that things were off, but he asked again in a sharp tone, saying, “It’s a good sign.”

Then, Baek Seung-hyun made a very aggrieved expression and strongly denied it.

“No, why would I meet a guy like that? A guy who would collapse on me and ruin my house if I left him alone······.”

Today, Baek Seung-hyun has the most honest face I’ve ever seen.

“······.”

I guess it was just a common refrain.

Well, our hunters aren’t people who act recklessly.

Almost every action has a purpose.

Even Baek Seung-hyun’s “Yum Yum” must have a purpose.

To make the viewer feel bad.

“Oh, come to think of it, I was supposed to meet that kid, or rather that friend, today. But how does Park know about that?”

“I know someone who does that, and he asked me to block Hyunpi. He’s an acquaintance of M9.”

“I don’t do it. I don’t do it. Something like that. Is that what you call vertigo?”

“You’re not going to do it?”

“Of course! Not to brag, but I’ve gotten a lot of requests to do dungeon crawls in games I used to play, and I’ve never left.”

Baek Seung-hyun smiled brightly.

“Those kids call me a coward, but what are they going to do? Is there anything else they can do but curse?”

“······hmm.”

This kid, this.

He’s rotten to the core.

“Anyway, my request is nothing more than that satellite equipment. I’d like to bring it on board the ship.”

“Can’t I?”

“He said that wasn’t possible. He was talking about security and other trivial things. But, Park, you’re close with Woo Min-hee, right?”

“······.”

You really are annoying people to the end.

By the way, there’s something that’s been bothering me for a while now.

A swarthy old man standing at the entrance to Hunter Street.

He’s been staring at me for a while now.

Baek Seung-hyun glanced at me.

“Oh, that old man?”

“Who are you? Are you a Hunter family member?”

“No, it’s the inspiration that suddenly appeared. Since the pioneer group disappeared, the old people have quietly come out again. They really only eat food and don’t help. Oh my. If only I hadn’t gone to Jeju Island······.”

“It’s not a crime to be old.”

“No, that old man. He keeps saying ominous things. He says that if we get on that ship, we’ll all die. m9? That guy is funny, but that old man just annoys me.”

There is a type of person who gets angry when he talks.

Baek Seung-hyun seems to be that type.

As he talked about the old man, Baek Seung-hyun revealed his murderous intent that was becoming increasingly clear.

“······I wanted to throw it into the sea so many times. I held back because I thought of our child.”

Perhaps the old man was scratching his head.

Anyway, looking at this ominous murderous intent, I guess I should go to the Hyeonpi location.

Because you never know when this son of a bitch might change his mind and treat m9 like the guy he killed.

“You know what?”

Meeting place.

Baek Seung-hyun spoke with a cigarette in his mouth.

“It takes 20 hours and 30 minutes to get to Jeju Island.”

“It’s taking a long time.”

He answered while looking at his watch.

The current time is 10:55 AM.

“Because my stomach isn’t as big as it used to be.”

Baek Seung-hyun looked up at the huge ship that cast a shadow over us, belching out cigarette smoke.

“Still, I was able to go thanks to junior Park.”

“······It’s time.”

Now it’s time for our appointment.

M9 and Dongtan Mom.

The bulletin board where two monsters have a fateful meeting.

“Fuck. There are days when I get hit by the wind.”

Baek Seung-hyun smiled bitterly as he finally dropped the cigarette butt on the floor and put it out with his foot.

The current time is 11:30.

M9, who has 12 rounds of boxing experience and has mastered the mysterious martial art of Maga Krav, did not show up even though it was the time when he was at his most brutal.

“······no way?”

Baek Seung-hyun answered with a look of indignation on his face as he looked at her with suspicious eyes.

“No, I didn’t do anything! What on earth do you think of me? Junior Park.”

“No. That’s it.”

“Can’t you just look it up on the internet?!”

Indeed, Baek Seung-hyun’s words were true.

mmmmmmmmm : Haha …

Our m9 was brazenly writing crap on the bulletin board without any sense of shame or honor.

A fleeting thought.

m9 this kid.

Aren’t you going to live longer than me?