Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 201



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90. Fox Game (5)

I don’t like Diesirae.

He gathered innocent people together and left them to die simply to see one outcome.

I do not condemn the act of using humans as a means.

But such a person will always use and consume someone as a convenient tool.

But an unexpected opinion came out of that friend’s mouth.

“Think about it. If you were a plunderer, would you have lived with the original resident, not a pretty girl or a cute child, but a gloomy middle-aged man for a year and six months? You would have killed him right away. If you had the information you needed, you could have found it all after beating him with a club for a few days.”

His thoughts coincide with mine.

I didn’t want to kill that family either.

No, I couldn’t find any reason to kill him.

So, even though I knew that Foxgame would hate me, I did nothing and had to come out of his bunker as if I was being kicked out.

“Besides, you know. Foxgame. This guy. He changes his words often.”

Diesirae pulled out a weapon that was dangling from her waist.

Srrrrung-

Greatsword.

No, it’s not really a greatsword, it’s quite long and the blade is curved.

It’s Kukri.

That’s what the tough mercenaries of the Himalayas use.

It is also the standard close-range weapon for American hunters.

This is because it provides strong cutting power despite its relatively short length and light weight thanks to its moderately curved shape and center of gravity.

It is unknown whether he carried this weapon before.

Perhaps it was because it was cold and nighttime, so I was wearing thick clothes.

He twirled the weapon in front of his eyes with some rather dazzling movements.

Judging from the fact that he handles the weapon so easily, which is heavy and has a sharp blade, and could easily cut off one or two fingers if he is not careful, it seems that he has been using the weapon for quite some time.

While Kukri was momentarily distracted, Diesirai snickered as he tucked the blade into his waistband.

“At first, they said that they were from the same company and were developing a game together, but their relationship had deteriorated due to a difference of opinion. But a month ago, they said that they had personally found the bunker and broken into it using personal information from the company.”

“When did you first contact me?”

“When it starts to get cold.”

“When did the number of graveyards in Monster Park increase?”

“It must have been before that. That is, before we started whining and complaining that it was hard because so many people had died in front of us.”

“······.”

Diesirae glared at me.

“Have you received a similar offer?”

“I refused.”

“I knew it.”

Diesirae looked back toward the bunker.

“What on earth is our Fox Game’s hidden plan?”

“Well, more than that, I don’t understand why they would do something like that.”

Foxgame is a widely known personality.

Although he was wearing a mask called the Internet, he was a man with a warm and human charm that could be felt even beyond that mask.

How much service he has done for us.

It doesn’t make sense.

The image of the Internet we knew and the reality unfolding before our eyes.

“That guy must be broken too.”

Diesirae said.

I think similarly.

Actually, there is nothing else.

That explanation also fits the best.

How many people can maintain their purity in a harsh world where everything is falling apart?

“By the way, I have plans.”

Diesirae stared at me intently.

*

When I first received contact from Vivabot, I never imagined that they would cooperate with Diesirae’s plan.

Now he is following his plan.

The first one. I go back to the bunker.

“Foxgame. It’s Skeleton. I forgot something. Could you open the door for me?”

The door opened and Foxgame came out.

Although he didn’t show it clearly, a faint annoyance was showing on his tired face.

I approached him and whispered.

“Diasirae will come.”

“What?”

“They’ll come in while I’m distracting them. Just stay outside for a bit.”

“S, Skeleton?!”

He is now more of a background presence than the owner of the bunker.

I ignored him and went to the restaurant.

In the restaurant, there was only one boy sitting alone, watching TV.

After glancing at the children’s program that was being broadcast on TV, I asked my child.

“Where are your parents?”

“This is the studio.”

“Should I go with you for a bit?”

I don’t really want to use this method, but just in case.

He took the child hostage and went to the workshop.

There is only one man.

“What’s going on?”

He knew I was coming.

“Please follow me quietly.”

“yes?!”

He gave the child a cold look.

The child noticed and tried to get away from me, but I held his shoulder with my hand and wouldn’t let go.

Of course, I didn’t forget to give them a little pain to make them behave.

closely-

He put some strength into the hand that was holding his shoulder.

“Ahhhhh!”

I winked at the man.

“Come on.”

The man took care of the child.

The woman was still in the security room.

Although she was carrying an automatic rifle, she surprisingly quickly gave up her resistance when she saw her husband and child taken hostage.

“You. What are you thinking?”

“That’s not for me to decide.”

I lightly tapped the microphone part with my hand while talking on the public radio frequency.

Soon two men entered the bunker carrying guns.

The CCTV footage from the security room showed Foxgame greeting the two men without any filtering.

“I thought it was like this!”

The woman ground her teeth and then looked at the man with a resentful face.

“I told you to kill the player!”

The man said nothing.

He just bowed his head.

I feel like some of the misunderstandings about Fox Games are being cleared up.

But I am not the one to judge this matter.

Diesirae entered the security room with Foxgame.

“Oh, Mom!”

The child jumped into the woman’s arms with an anxious look on his face.

Diesirae looked at her family with eyes as cold as ice and shook her head.

Rokahun and I took our guns and dragged our family out.

The woman looked back at me with resentful eyes.

“You’re going to hell.”

“······.”

As I dragged my family down the 5 meter long hallway, Foxgame followed me.

“Mr. Skeleton. I’m sorry. I misunderstood earlier.”

“No. Rather, I feel sorry for acting.”

“But where are you taking those people?”

“Yes. Let’s handle it outside. A little way away from the bunker.”

“why?”

“If there are corpses around, won’t mutations get messed up and the appearance and air quality deteriorate?”

“Oh, okay. Please give this to Diesirae-nim!”

Fox Games gave me something.

It’s alcohol.

It’s not your typical cheap whiskey, it’s a wine that looks quite expensive.

The cool temperature felt on the surface of the bottle told me that this wine had been in the wine cellar until just now.

“I’m busy, so I’ll go first.”

“No, come over for a meal after you finish work! I’ll treat you to the best food I’ve ever had!”

“Make sure you close the bunker door properly. I saw a chicken mutation running around earlier.”

“Ah! That guy! Yes! I understand!”

The door closed again.

Now Fox Games has left this stage.

On the road stood an electric truck that Lokahun had hidden on the hill.

He loaded his family onto the truck.

The woman was trying to soothe the child by repeatedly stroking his head as he started to cry.

The driver was Roca Hoon, and Diesirae was in the luggage compartment.

I followed the vehicle on my motorcycle.

After some distance the car stopped.

“I’m sorry.”

Diesirae, who had a cold expression on his face that made it seem like he wouldn’t shed a single drop of blood if he were stabbed with a knife just a moment ago, spoke to his family with a smile on his face as if nothing had happened – but with a hint of brutality still remaining.

“The friend who was with you asked me to kill you. But I have no intention of following that request.”

The man and woman who heard those words looked at each other with dumbfounded faces.

“Then why on earth did you drag us out?”

The woman asked.

This is a couple where the woman is more assertive, more proactive, and makes wiser decisions than the man.

Although she may seem a bit choleric and hasty, her haste was tempered by her husband’s gentleness, and that’s probably why she’s been able to survive until now.

In life, rushing isn’t always the answer.

In the suddenly changed atmosphere, Diesirae suddenly asked.

“If we go back like this, won’t you guys kill that guy?”

The man and woman were unable to readily answer that question.

“I value that friend and your lives too. That’s why I’m making a proposal.”

“A suggestion?”

“Yes. I am creating a small community. It is not much different from a mountain hut of bandits, and it is run mostly by men, and the facilities are run in a way that is difficult to accept from the ethical standpoint of that side, but I plan to gradually change it.”

The man and woman shared a look of incomprehension, but their feelings did not seem to matter much to Diesirae.

“More than anything, I think it would be a good idea to expand the family unit at this stage of development. If you look at groups that last, don’t they usually expand their periphery around the family?”

“No, if you suddenly say something like that.”

This time the man resisted strongly, but our gaze was turned away.

There was a fairly loud flapping sound of wings.

It’s a mutation chicken.

The guy I saw earlier is fluttering his wings and looking this way.

I don’t know why, but he suddenly seemed angry.

Maybe we have invaded their territory.

Diesirae jumped out of the truck.

Srrrrung-

A sharp kukri was pulled from his waistband.

“What are you doing?”

The man asked, blocking his family with his body.

“As the saying goes, seeing is believing. If you want to know what kind of person I am, the only way is to show it through my actions.”

Diesirae walked forward.

To an intelligent beast, almost as big as an ostrich, but much larger and more muscular.

By the way, that mutation chicken is no different from the dinosaurs that roamed the Cretaceous period.

The giant chicken flapped its wings and made a strange noise.

It was a sound I had never heard before.

It seems that the vocal organs also grew excessively and even the tone of voice changed.

“In Diesirae.”

I called him.

Diesirae turned around at my call and snickered.

At that moment I saw.

The confidence in that man’s eyes.

He is not afraid of mutation.

Diesirai approached Mutation, holding only a single kukri.

The outcome was decided in an instant.

The angry monster ran at a terrifying speed and aimed its beak the size of two shovels at Diesirae’s head with great force, and at that moment Diesirae’s kukri drew a slightly messy arc.

Squeak-

For a moment, Diesirai’s body shook unsteadily, but his Kukri cut the mutation’s neck in two with a single blow.

“······.”

It is a terrifying force.

I can only describe it as brute strength.

“What do you think? Skeleton? Why don’t you be our captain?”

“Rocahoon said with a smile from the driver’s seat of the truck.

“uh.”

It’s not just strength.

Diesirae was confident.

The confidence that one will not die from that monster, the courage to predict the point of impact of that monster’s attack and, even if there is a slight difference in prediction, to faithfully execute the originally planned attack, and the skill to instantly measure the distance and swing the blade of death.

I will correct it.

In Diesirae.

He is no ordinary soldier.

He is a top-tier player in terms of skill and courage, even by our old school standards.

Someone might say this:

Isn’t it too early to make that assessment based on just one case?

This is not the evaluation of an ordinary person.

This is the assessment of Lee Park-gyu, the only true owner of the Golden Fleece in the country.

Meanwhile, the life-threatening show left a particularly strong impression on the family.

“oh my god······.”

“What’s that guy? Did he kill that guy with a knife?!”

“Oh, Dad. That guy is no joke.”

Diesirae returned, wiping the blood from her blade with a broad leaf.

“As you can see, I have this talent. To be honest, my community is safer than that guy’s bunker.”

It is a world where the keyword safety resonates more with people’s hearts than comfort.

Diesirae’s show had immediate results.