Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 158
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Episode 158
Christmas has come again this year without fail.
It’s a world without cake, carols, or motels, but our bulletin board has its own events that have been held consistently since the war began.
It’s decorating a virtual Christmas tree.
Foxgame, the bulletin board’s talented person, always opens a tree site during the Christmas season.
The bulletin board provided an opportunity for users to hang decorations containing each other’s feelings on the tree, but unfortunately, there is no sign of that happening this year.
Fox Games is silent.
After the ambitious Monster Park literally turned into a mountain of corpses, he expressed his feelings that he could no longer run the Monster Park, and has not posted anything since.
Fox Games appears to still be alive, as the graveyards scattered throughout Monster Park are being moved to a public cemetery, but perhaps their spirits have been broken.
Some people grumble that they don’t understand why they are showing such weakness now when it is an annual event that people die every winter, but I understand Foxgame.
It’s one thing to hear about a lot of people dying, but it’s quite another to actually see a lot of people die right before your eyes.
Monster Park is Fox Games’ dream that he created with all his passion and dedication after the war, but that dream was covered in death.
It’s not surprising that you feel discouraged.
It’s not just Fox Games that are weak-hearted.
My heart is also a little uneasy.
The Defender siblings’ moving date has been decided.
I heard the news when I was posting a popular article and sending up a signal for revival.
The Defender was contacted.
“Sorry, I made that decision suddenly.”
Although the exact date hasn’t been set yet, it’s certain that it will be within this year.
That means there’s less than a week left.
If there is no door, I can leave tomorrow.
Because it’s the Legion that sets the schedule, not the Defenders.
“······”
I knew it would happen and it was bound to happen, but the thought of people around me leaving brought a sense of emptiness and helplessness beyond my imagination.
My former colleagues would be quite surprised if they saw me.
When you see Park Gyu, who silently carried out his mission without showing any sign of surprise even when his teammate who was fighting right next to him died, getting upset not only by his comrade’s death but also by his moving,
Some might say I have become weaker.
Some people might say I’m getting old.
But what can I do?
It’s true that my heart is fluttering.
I have no intention of denying it.
In a world where everything is falling apart, it’s possible to show weakness.
Pretending to be strong doesn’t mean disaster will avoid you.
Above all, it’s not just the Defender siblings who are leaving.
Although it has not been decided yet, mother and daughter Rebecca will soon leave me to find their kind.
They say there is a full-fledged US military base in Daegu.
It is said that the number of soldiers and their families who were unable to escape is 150 and are living in a camp.
Not only is it large in scale, but it also has considerable fighting power of its own, cooperates closely with the city government, and even operates its own school.
Perhaps that is what moved Rebecca.
That’s how everyone around me leaves.
There was a time when I thought being alone was natural, but now that I think about being alone again, I’m not confident.
I don’t really talk or interact much with my neighbors, but I think it makes a big difference whether or not I can open up and talk about it for a little while whenever I think of it.
VIVA_BOT014: I don’t plan on re-selecting the bulletin board manager. Even if I did, Skeleton would never let me do it.
I desperately asked Vivabot for help, but this ruthless black-haired foreigner had no intention of helping me.
After some hesitation, I contacted Rebecca.
“Skeleton, what’s going on?”
“Hey, Rebecca, today is Christmas.”
“no”
“?”
I was momentarily taken aback.
Because I felt a coldness different from usual.
“Hey, I was wondering if we could grab a bite to eat.”
“No, Skeleton, don’t contact me again today.”
Communication was lost.
What is this?
Did I do something wrong?
Wasn’t our relationship supposed to involve meeting up for a cup of tea, even if it was just for a little while, around Christmas?
Even though we are strangers, we have known each other for three years and have practically accepted each other as neighbors.
I thought about trying to communicate again, but decided not to.
If you see a situation that is difficult to accept in a situation where your mental strength is already weak, the aftereffects will likely last for quite a long time.
If Rebecca decides to betray me, I think I’ll be pretty shaken.
When I was a professor, people used to gossip about me having a heart of steel.
How can you be so calm when your teammate dies?
Can you carry out an operation without moving an inch even if a person dies?
It’s true that I’m actually more shameless and selfish than other people.
I have no intention of denying it.
But that doesn’t mean I wasn’t shocked when I saw the teammate I had been talking to until yesterday die and the teammate I knew get carried away as a cold corpse in front of me.
I am also a human being with a heart.
However, when something shocking happened right before my eyes, I tried not to think about it.
I turned off what I would call a mental switch.
The first time I discovered that switch was when my family was slaughtered by a monster.
I turned off the switch for the first time while listening to relatives fighting over the little property my parents left behind at the funeral.
You could say it was an escape from reality, but I think it was quite effective.
The key is to not waver.
They only react to what has happened and do not ask about what has passed or why.
What matters is myself.
No matter what happens, as long as I don’t waver, there won’t be any problems.
As I was spending time blankly, with an empty mind, I saw a commotion on the bulletin board.
Foxgames: Sorry, I was late because I was recovering for a while.
Fox Games is back.
He has something to say.
Foxgames: I’m confessing this now, but I’m not a good guy. When I was at the company, I was actively involved in probability manipulation.
I’ve ripped off people with ridiculously bizarre words and tricks. Let’s say there’s a lottery. The lottery is where you pick six numbers between 1 and 46, right?
That’s fair Lopon, but we played a trick on them. We secretly put in the number 47, which is not a number that customers can use, so that the last number is always fixed as 47.
Fox Game also seems to have lived an eventful life.
How many of us doomsday activists are unscathed by the world?
Foxgames: Eventually, I had a meeting and closed down the company, but the funny thing is, when I left the company, I remembered the dream I had when I was young.
Yes, I wanted to make a game. Not a slush fund with a fixed outcome. I always get thanks from you guys, but I want to express my deepest gratitude to you guys who enjoy my crappy game.
Foxgames: Sorry for being late, but the Christmas tree is open again this year! Everyone, please don’t say bad things and say good things!
Slurp-
I nodded while drinking my coffee.
Yeah, it was something like this.
It was for this kind of communication that I joined Viva! Apocalypse! and entered the world of bulletin boards.
I went straight to the Christmas tree site and decorated Fox Games’ Christmas tree.
I would like a pair of boots that can hold my heart full.
cheer up.
In a short but powerful sentence, let’s send it with the nickname of Skeleton.
〈Sending Christmas tree decorations is complete.〉
When I sent the decorations, there were already other decorations hanging.
In an instant, all ten decorations were filled.
All of them are just good words.
Is this the confidence of a favored named user?
As I was looking at the other decorations with a happy smile on my face, the notification rang.
Tiring~
Tadadadadak-
I ran immediately.
– SKELTON’s tree (1)
“?”
This doesn’t seem right.
As expected, unlike last year, the second tree also has decorations, as expected from a named user.
– SKELTON’s tree (2)
“no.”
This is definitely the work of one guy.
That’s right.
Someone who has ill feelings towards me has committed terrorism on my tree.
“……under.”
The world is so unfair.
I feel drained of strength.
I gained strength by watching Fox Games for a while, but it feels like all that good energy is disappearing.
The alarm kept ringing but I didn’t look.
Because I feel like my heart will waver if I see any more bad words.
As I look away from the monitor, the heavy, quiet darkness that surrounds me as always comes into view.
It is the darkness that I chose, that I had no choice but to choose.
The darkness that has always been with me since the war, that has always stayed by my side, like fate, is finally revealing itself before me.
I know very well that this darkness drives people crazy.
Those who couldn’t endure it died long ago.
Having lived in the hell known as the battlefield for years, I can’t help but feel this darkness, but being conscious of an unpleasant roommate is not something I want to do.
I wanted to put off being conscious of the guy for a bit longer.
So, in a time when everyone is dead and only I am left, a single person can become a legend.
But now that he’s shown himself in front of me, I guess I have no choice but to accept it.
I stared blankly at the darkness that had fallen over the bunker, my finger on the switch of my heart.
“······”
Darkness is trying to swallow me up.
I left it alone.
Even if that guy swallows me, nothing will change.
I will still be alive tomorrow.
I’m not sure if that life is fun or meaningful.
Booooooooooo—
Suddenly a car noise is heard.
The direction is southwest.
This is no ordinary car.
It is a heavy vehicle with a considerable displacement.
The current time is 6:10 PM and the temperature is minus 14 degrees Celsius.
Clank-
He held the gun and looked around through the periscope.
The car’s lights are visible.
It was said to be 6pm, but the sun was setting early so I couldn’t identify the type of vehicle, but it appeared to be a military vehicle.
The number is one.
He put on a poncho for camouflage and went out of the bunker carrying a recoilless rifle.
The car was coming this way with its headlights on.
“······”
Do you know where I am?
Even though the road was covered in snow and the distinction between road and open ground was unclear, the vehicle continued straight along the road towards the dirt road leading to my territory.
A name flashed through my mind.
Kim Da-ram.
Are you here to kill me after all?
I never did anything to deserve her, but she earned my wrath.
It is natural for my junior to try to hit the player with his feet.
Because she is a very smart woman.
By the way, why are you sending me this gift on Christmas of all days?
He moved to the ambush location with a bitter smile on his face and aimed at the recoilless rifle.
There is no need for conversation.
It would be right to just shoot and kill them when they come within striking distance.
A vehicle is approaching.
With the noise, vibration and lights of a chained wheel.
But the engine sound of this vehicle.
It’s a sound I remember, even though it’s discolored.
Humvee.
It belongs to a US military vehicle.
The moment I recognized the word American military, for some reason the faces of Rebecca and Sue flashed before my eyes.
It may be just a simple association, but thinking about them brings a little heartache.
I haven’t confirmed their true intentions yet.
Anyway, the results will come out one way or another.
I lay face down on the cold snow and waited for my target to approach.
The target is right in front of you.
Just by pulling the trigger, the threat in front of you will be cleanly eliminated.
But wait a minute.
“······”
Is Kim Da-ram this sloppy?
I never taught Kim Da-ram that.
If it were me and her, wouldn’t we try to approach each other in a slightly different way?
I do too, but she also prefers to attack by setting up death traps that will leave the other person dead by the time they notice.
I stopped pulling the trigger and let the vehicle approach me.
It was out of character for me, but I looked at the approaching car with foolish anticipation.
“Skeleton!”
A young voice was heard, carried by the wind.
It’s Suu’s.
A vehicle stopped in front of my bunker.
That’s right.
This is Rebecca’s Humvee.
“Skeleton! Where are you! Why aren’t you answering your phone?!”
Rebecca’s voice.
He appeared awkwardly, slowly, holding his weapon.
“Skeleton!”
Rebecca’s eyes turned to the recoilless rifle.
“it’s crazy?!”
“Oh, no. I suddenly hear a car noise.”
“Why aren’t you answering my call? I already contacted you!”
“······”
He avoided answering and looked at the Humvee.
“What happened?”
Suu got out of the car, stood up proudly, and knocked on the engine room.
“I fixed it with my mom.”
“what?”
“Report on the Internet.”
“Can you fix it by looking it up on the internet?”
“I fixed the bike too.”
Suu looked up at Rebecca proudly.
“Mom even disconnected and repaired my favorite internet connection.”
Rebecca looked away, embarrassed.
“We just received it. I thought we should give something to Skelton since he’s leaving soon. So, it’s a Christmas present.”
“What a juicy surprise gift.”
The mother and daughter spoke together to me, who was standing there expressionless.
“Merry Christmas Skeleton!”
“······”
For a moment I hesitated.
Should I turn off the switch in my heart or leave it as is?
“……Merry Christmas.”
Let’s leave it as is.
Let your heart waver.
A sacred day like the one on which the Savior was born would be fine.
*
I was barely able to fit a heavily armored Humvee with a 12.7mm machine gun into the cramped space in the garage, and was about to go into my bunker to turn off my computer.
A notification is popping up.
What, it’s going to be another swearing match?
Let me check if you wrote anything.
Click-
“hmm?”
Are they the Defender siblings?
What is a heart? What is a heart?
There’s more.
“······”
Was it this kid?
The guy who was leaving malicious comments on my tree
〈mmmmmmmmmm-oops I got caught ᄏ>
It’s not just m9.
There’s more down below.
A decoration that contains my own heart.
〈Ballantine – Merry Christmas! Mr. Skeleton!〉
and.
Merry Christmas.
End
ⓒ Road Warrior #dp8g
(OneTwo***) -Recommendation75-
If I had turned off the switch in Skeleton’s mind today, I would have killed Rebecca and Swoo Ovalo and almost committed suicide.
(Practical Excel**) -Recommendation 73-
m9 That guy even has my home address, so how can he cause such aggro?
Living in a place like the Leaning Tower of Pisa, everyone leaves you alone, but you really have a lot of guts.
(Cir***) -Recommendation61-
You said not to pretend to know, but you pretend to know first? Na Hye-in, you are the ‘real’ one
(Rooftop*) -Recommendation 51-
Somehow, of all the episodes I’ve seen so far, this one seems to be the one where Skeleton is in the most danger. Well done, author.
(g899***) -Recommendation 51-
This is the first time I’ve seen the light and dark sides of a community so real and tangible. It’s the best.
(Genie View**) -Recommendation 40-
Woo Min-hee, will you fight until the end? It’s so cute ㅋㅋㅋㅋ As expected, Woo Min-hee is the real deal
(code***) -Recommendation37-
Are you just mistaken about Skeleton, but don’t you think everyone around you knows that he’s a professor? ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
(Derna**) -Recommendation 29-
Wow, m9 almost beat the professor.
(Pepper***) -Recommendation 27-
It’s a refreshing episode in many ways
(Homecoming***) -Recommendation 23-
Wow, M9 is getting stronger in the Hope and is now fighting extinct species.
I almost got the professor’s last blow… Captain M9 is a real legend
(Donggle***) -Recommendation 23-
I was worried because Park Gyu looked the most anxious today.
I can endure the monsters with hatred, but I can’t overcome the loneliness expressed by darkness alone.
Although the relationships I’ve made so far will be gone for a while, I look forward to meeting new people and enriching my life again.
(Jiseo**) -Recommendation 1-
The shield that prevents the professor from awakening to Awaken is a skeleton.
(Ex**) -Recommendation 16-
I feel like m9 really hates skeletons after the block.
I thought, “What are you going to do when you go to Skeleton when he’s angry? The guy who revealed the location of your house is losing his mind.”
Now that I think about it, Skeleton’s usual behavior does seem a bit like X-food… I never thought he was a hunter since he always beatboxes and brings up low-quality aggro… lol
(Grape**) -Recommendation 15-
M9 you crazy bastard! You almost created a monster!!!!!!!!!
(Passionate***) -Recommendation 13-
The fox confesses his sins
The mother and daughter pretend not to know and prepare a gift
The skeleton is bathed in evil words
The unicorn awaits its savior without fail
As usual, but indispensable,
An Epicalyptic Christmas where we can all call each other our “saviors”
(jim***) -Recommendation11-
Is a skeleton essential to a collapsing professor?
(nar***) -Recommendation 10-
I somehow feel like I would be the most devastated if m9 died out of everyone else in this novel.
It’s like a glimmer of hope left at the end of Pandora’s box.
(Angbol**) -Recommendation 8-
But I didn’t lose my hair
(Super hot sword*) -Recommendation 8-
Korean politics
(Gubnein*) -Recommendation 7-
Isn’t M9 also from the Hunter? Even though the level is very low, it’s still
The one who survived is not an ordinary human being
(cure***) -Recommendation 7-
Awaken ability is awakened as “despair” and completed as “death”
Suddenly this thought occurred to me
(Laman**) -Recommendation 4-
It feels like the calm before a big storm is coming.
(FATE**) -Recommendation 3-
MQH seems to enjoy the apocalypse the most…
(N979**) -Recommendation 3-
But I’m worried about how the ending will turn out
The characteristic of the author’s work is that at the end, everything around him is eliminated…
Please finish it properly this time ㅜㅜ
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