Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 19



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17. Premonition

I finally got to receive TV signals.

The president is even issuing a statement.

I didn’t listen properly.

This was because the sewer pipe was blocked and we had to constantly go in and out of the bunker to clear it.

There was no need to listen properly.

“It is not true that the government is moving to Jeju Island.”

You’ve been talking nonsense from the beginning.

I started the plumbing work with the TV on.

The main culprit behind the blockage in the pipe was fallen leaves and trash that had piled up around the sewer outlet.

Trash aside, where on earth do all the fallen leaves come from?

“The reason military aircraft have been taking off frequently recently is not to move government assets to Jeju Island, but because of threats from Japan. On the 3rd, the Japanese Self-Defense Forces Navy sank a humanitarian asylum ship carrying 150 South Korean citizens from Busan without firing warning shots······.”

I went back and forth between the bunker and the outside while listening to the broadcast intermittently.

There is a fair amount of distance between the sewer pipe and the bunker.

A stream flows along the low hill where the main bunker is located, but the flow rate is low and there are too many people watching, so a sewage outlet was installed on the river side at a distance.

It turned out to be a great decision, but it was a little annoying at times like this.

“It is true that some government assets were moved to Jeju Island, but this was handled unilaterally by Director Lee Sang-hoon of the National Disaster and Safety Countermeasures Committee’s Information Strategy Bureau······.”

I was thinking about turning off the TV there, but I wondered when I would ever see a show like this again, so I left it on and resumed working.

I tried to reinforce it by putting up a wire mesh on the outlet side and letting the water flow through it.

It’s neat.

While I was at it, I also cleaned the septic tank.

This is the process of sucking up sludge that has settled on the bottom of a septic tank using a hose and pump and sending it to another location.

I listened to the broadcast from time to time even while the pump was sucking up my excrement.

“The government will release government reserves within three days to begin unlimited distribution, and will also implement emergency free medical checkups for children and adolescents. Contrary to what some media outlets and rumors say, our government has three years’ worth of reserves for major consumer goods, including food and medical supplies······.”

I also thought about pouring it directly into the river without installing a separate septic tank, but the smell of human waste is quite bad, and the sediment that sticks around the drain only tells you that people live here, so I installed it with the help of my mentor, Jonnaenon.

Of course, you’ll regret it every time you clean, but it’s a wise decision if you only get through that brief, difficult time.

My bunker is not a temporary shelter, it is a place where I will live until I die.

“Ouch! Shit!”

Shit splashed out of the corner of my mouth.

As I returned to the bunker, spitting out the six characters, a warm voice greeted me.

“Our government will always be with the people.”

At that point, the broadcast was turned off.

It’s a waste of electricity and I don’t think I need to listen to it anymore.

Still, there is income.

3 days.

It’ll be quiet for at least 3 days.

I just have a bad feeling about this, though.

*

first night.

I walked around the bunker and checked the condition.

We specifically checked to see if the detonation lines connecting the dummy bunker to the main bunker were functioning properly.

There were no defects, but there were two places where the stomach was exposed.

It may seem like a small thing, but in a crisis, that small difference can make the difference between life and death.

After carefully camouflaging the detonation line, a new explosive was placed in front of the secret passageway leading from the dummy bunker to the main bunker.

It’s not powerful enough to blow open a door, but it’s enough to easily sweep away any guys loitering around inside the main bunker with the press of a button.

I also prepared death traps and cover that only I could use behind the secret entrance, to prepare for the worst.

In the afternoon, we worked on making meat that had been previously placed in a dryer into preserved food.

What I’m trying to make is called pemmican, which is made by drying the meat, grinding it up in a blender, mixing it with dried cranberries, and solidifying it with oil.

It has a relatively long shelf life and is said to be rich in nutrients.

There were no immediate plans to make it.

Although it is called preserved food, it is not more efficient than canned food, and my taste is a bit picky.

It felt more like insurance for situations where the freezer or generator might not be available.

But the Choi incident revealed that not everything goes as expected.

I don’t know when a second or third Lieutenant Colonel will invade my territory again.

The weather will soon get colder, but it is safe and sound.

I had 3 days to spare, so I watched the video and made it in a hurry. Thanks to the chef’s excellent cooking skills, it was pretty good.

However, if you take away the characteristic of being a preserved food, it is not a food I would recommend.

My hands are too tired.

SKELTON: (Skeleton Cooking) I tried making Pemmican!

So I took the time I had and posted it on the community.

Although it didn’t get any likes, it got quite a few comments because it was fresh content.

Even the human hunter, who had some free time for once, left a comment.

Defender: I like a man who is good at cooking.

The moment I saw that writing, I became serious.

“?”

Why is this kid like this?

Could that be it?

That··· a man who likes men······.

Should I unfriend her? No, I think unfriending her will bring the time of our reunion forward, so let’s hold off.

With a hint of creepiness in my heart, I stored thirty-six servings of Pemmican in a cool place, mixing it with plenty of preservatives.

On the second day, we went around the dummy bunker and prepared the firing line.

This is the task of taking aim at each gun port and each hiding spot with an actual gun and eliminating anything the enemy could use as cover.

This work has been done before, but it was done before the war, so the environment then and now is very different.

In particular, weeds that grow in clumps were a problem.

I spent the whole day chopping with my scythe and reclaiming my territory as my own.

Despite all the hardships, the idea that combat is the last option remains unchanged.

Because I am alone and the enemies I have to deal with are endless.

The rising enemy level is also a risk factor.

As we can clearly see from the cases of India and China, when a country collapses, soldiers become the most dangerous group.

It’s unlikely that the plane to Jeju Island will be full of soldiers.

Kim Da-ram also said.

There won’t be many places for soldiers on Jeju Island.

Just then a transport plane passed overhead, making a loud noise.

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

Is there a sea squirrel riding inside me?

I think it’s about time for that guy to go too.

That night, I soaked in a hot bath to cool off from the day’s fatigue, then drank a glass of preserved milk and logged onto the community.

The user who has been running the Sangjongga recently is a reporter.

Living in Seoul and reporting real-time news about a city that’s going downhill, there’s no way I wouldn’t be popular.

gijayangban : Gangnam real time.jpg

gijayangban : (Palenet pump) Real-time Han River temperature.jpg

gijayangban : Recent Seoul Fashion.jpg

gijayangban : Tanks appearing inside the four gates.gif

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As expected, the popular article now feels like a bulletin board exclusively for reporters.

It’s almost like Jonnae-non in his prime.

One of that reporter’s posts left a very strong impression on me.

gijayangban : Airport scenery these days.jpg

The airport was crowded with people.

These are people who are about to board an airplane.

Although the military and police blocked the way, some people stormed the runway and blocked the transport plane, demanding to be let on, and angry people beat them with clubs.

Although no one was dead, the sight of blood flowing from shattered heads and soaking into the gray-white concrete reminded me of a scene where a monster had killed my comrade and covered him in blood.

*

Three days after the President’s speech.

We laid out blankets and makeshift tables under the bright sunlight, checked our weapons and ammunition, and sharpened our axes.

It was a peaceful and quiet day.

The community’s atmosphere also shared a similar, lethargic feeling to mine.

You could call it the calm before the storm.

Everyone talks about their ordinary daily lives, but everyone’s attention is on Seoul.

Still, there was a small commotion in the middle.

Defender: I keep getting certified because I’m a woman.

The human hunter uploaded a picture of the hand.

The hand, with its long, white fingers, was quite pretty, but its plump form and bulging veins gave away the fact that he was a sturdy, adult male.

My prediction was correct.

Human hunter, that’s a man.

They were talking nonsense like a female silhouette and such, but when the human hunter confirmed it, it became quiet as if it were a lie.

Only one user, who strongly insisted that he was a woman, continued to make his unconvincing argument.

unicorn18 : (Info) A woman’s hand can look like a man’s hand depending on the lighting and angle!

There was no user who agreed with that statement.

By the way, it seemed that even the world’s greatest human hunter had finally run into trouble.

That guy who used to silently post only cynical facts about violence and murder revealed his difficulties on a bulletin board that everyone can see, which is unusual for him.

Defender: Does anyone have any bullets left?

I clicked on it.

-Get 5.56mm bullets. The more the better. There is plenty of stock here, except for medicines, such as canned goods, batteries, clothing, and oil. Those who want to trade are DM’d.

By the way, some people are worried that I kill a lot of people, but I don’t touch the bulletin board users.

Well, if you kill that many people, you’re bound to run out of bullets.

Even if he makes a deal, seeing that he does it at this time of the year shows that he has a different way of thinking than ordinary people.

By the way, this guy is my internet friend.

Message from Defender: Skeleton. Do you have any bullets left?

SKELTON: Not really

Message from Defender: If you have it, give it to me. Do you want anything?

Message from Defender: Please reply

SKELTON: You have left the chat room.

A message from Defender: Don’t be a jerk. Go find me?

“······under.”

This guy doesn’t really pose a threat to me.

It is estimated that the fighting power is at a considerable level, but that is all.

In a wild game with many variables, the outcome will depend on your preparation and luck, but in a situation where all variables are excluded, the possibility of me losing to him is extremely low.

But I have to say that it doesn’t fit.

There’s probably at least one movie genre that everyone hates to watch.

For me, it’s horror movies.

Life itself is a joke, so is there any need to watch it?

The human hunter is like something out of a horror movie.

That guy from a horror movie keeps making me want to watch it.

Message from Defender: It was a joke, but now it’s serious. I messed with some guys with military connections. I’ve been searching the area for two weeks now, and I think we’re going to have to fight soon. I don’t know about the others, but I trust you. Skeleton. Help me out.

I could vaguely tell from his words and actions so far that this guy wasn’t the type to lie.

What should I do?

Maybe the answer was already decided.

SKELTON: (Skeleton, the man of loyalty) Where are you?

Defender and I are not much different from each other.

Message from Defender: (Defender impressed) Skeleton is awesome!

The rendezvous point requested by the Defender was an unexpected place.

It’s towards the amusement park in Yongin.

It is a place that was completely abandoned after being hit by chemical bombs during the war. Let’s meet around there.

It’s not really a place I like.

The area has long been a gray area without government control.

There is an area nearby that has been taken over by an infiltrating monster. It is not a roaming monster, but a stationary one, so it is not dangerous as long as you do not approach it. However, the gap created by the monster has attracted all sorts of criminals.

Although no mutations have been reported, the truth is that the most frightening thing about traveling is the sudden shooting.

Going to meet the Defender means greatly increasing the odds.

I can’t help but hesitate.

After a while of no response, he sent me a text.

Message from Defender: If it’s too hard to get there, should I go? I’m the one who’s sad. But I don’t have a car, so I have to walk.

SKELTON: No, I’ll go. Just tell me the safe route.

It’s dangerous, but I’d rather go.

I don’t want to reveal my territory.

The human hunters are bluffing, but my territory is not so easily discovered.

We exchanged messages with the human hunters and discussed the schedule for our rendezvous.

Because it was a danger zone, we had to discuss the route by looking at the map in 100m increments.

This was the last routine of the third day before the storm.

*

The next day, everyone waited for the next news that the reporter’s finger would convey.

I also pressed refresh repeatedly with a blank face, feeling a strange emotion that I couldn’t tell if it was tension or anticipation.

keystone: (Bad news) Status of the bastards who pitched tents in the neighborhood next door – Still not out

Anonymous118: Doesn’t it seem like the server response speed has slowed down compared to before?

iamjesus : He has filled the hungry with good things, and the rich he has sent away empty.

unicorn18 : My dick is hard…

Anonymous552: Current situation in Seoul.jpg

Kyle_Dos: The above post is a bait and switch

SKELTON: What should I have for lunch today?

…

…

The home of my always peaceful heart.

In the afternoon, the reporter finally posted the article.

gijayangban : Current situation in Seoul.jpg

The results exceeded everyone’s expectations.

The government kept its promise.

They said they were distributing the promised food and providing support such as medicine.

I stretched, feeling half relieved and half empty.

Somehow you managed to get through it.

A transport plane roared past my bunker.

I guess I’ll try disinfecting my bedding in sunlight for once.

As I was making up the bedding, the K-Walkie-Talkie suddenly started making a sharp beeping sound.

Personal identification number: DARAM

This is Kim Da-ram.

“······.”

Someone said.

The reason bad feelings always come true is because people don’t count good feelings.

But do people really count good hunches that often?

If life is one where you can count good feelings,

“Senior. How big is the bunker? Is there room for three people, including me?”

It might definitely be a happy life.