Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 220



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95. Signs (2)

The South Korean and Chinese governments agreed to end the war, and the Chinese government paid the South Korean government the entire territory of Manchuria as compensation for the damage caused by the war.

This is the outline of Kim Byeong-cheol’s plan to end the war.

If we just look at the content, it is no exaggeration to say that it was a complete victory for the Republic of Korea.

Just looking at the land he acquired, it is no exaggeration to say that Kim Byeong-cheol was on the same level as Gwanggaeto the Great.

But just looking at the view to the north from the Capitol building, you can see how much of a false rumor this is.

Monsters are everywhere and mutations are rife.

The area of ​​Seoul controlled by the Legion faction is only about 25%, less than half.

I don’t know how we can recover North Korea and take control of Manchuria under these circumstances.

It’s a show for show.

Nothing more, nothing less.

It was two days before the event that I met another cast member from the show.

A Russian-made helicopter landed on the Capitol building.

As this was an important event that would determine Kim Byung-chul’s political fate, a simple rehearsal was held.

Of course, I attended the event, but hearing the messy Chinese here and there for the first time in a while reminded me of my time in China.

Looking back, it would not be an exaggeration to say that I lived in hell every single day, and those were extremely dangerous days, but thinking about it differently, it seems like those days were brighter in every way than they are now.

Back then, no one thought the world would be nearly destroyed like it is now, and it was a time when people had no doubt that, as always, humanity would find a way.

Sometimes, when I went to a busy city like Shanghai with my colleagues, we could see bustling streets and people laughing all the time.

“Palenet?”

There were many people who dealt with that Chinese person, and my junior, Kim Da-ram, was one of them.

It seemed that Aunt Bitik’s wounds were quite deep, as she had never spoken to me before except for the first greeting, but she approached me.

“Senior. Let me ask you one thing. What is Palenet?”

“Palenet?”

“Oh. I thought you’d know since you’re my senior. You use the internet a lot, right?”

She also uses the Internet, but like most narrow-minded people, she seems to have no interest or curiosity in anything other than the sites she uses.

He spoke to her with reverence.

“Palenet is a completely open internet anonymous site created by developer Jon Nae-non, who has an indomitable will.”

“What the hell? Who is that? A foreigner?”

“He is Korean. And he is a very great person.”

“More than Jang Ki-young?”

“Don’t compare me to such a worthless person.”

“Anyway, the Chinese have been asking for the location of the PaleNet server for months now. How would we know that?”

“Why are you curious about the location of the PaleNet servers?”

“Well, I’m looking for something. Don’t tell me what it is.”

Come to think of it, I’ve heard stories before about Chinese people wandering around looking for PaleNet servers.

Have you backed up any confidential data on the PaleNet server?

I know where the PaleNet server is, but you don’t have to answer.

Because the PaleNet server is in the tomb of my role model, Jon Nae-non.

I don’t know what great records the Chinese are looking for on that server, but my conscience does not allow me to dig up the grave of the Chinese for their own good.

“I’m sorry. No one knows where the PaleNet server is located. Jonnaenon passed away a long time ago.”

“I see. But, senior, aren’t you worshipping that guy named Jonnaenon too much?”

“He is worthy of worship.”

There is someone standing behind Kim Da-ram.

Looks like Chinese.

Kim Da-ram noticed their presence and gave up his seat.

The figure of a Chinese person hidden behind Kim Da-ram was revealed.

She is a woman in her mid-160s with a slim body.

Even if you give an estimate of his age, I don’t think he’s older than mid-twenties.

She stared at me and muttered something in Chinese.

He didn’t say anything.

Even when I was in China, I didn’t respond in Chinese at all, so now that China has fallen, I can ignore it even more easily.

As I silently stared at her, ignoring the Chinese words pouring out, the woman snickered and spoke in a familiar language.

“Why don’t you know Chinese?”

This Chinese person’s Korean was quite fluent.

If you remove the stereotype of being Chinese, you could even say it’s a native language.

“Are you uneducated?”

“Who are you?”

In response to my question, the woman stared intently at the golden fleece on my lapel and pointed to a badge on her lapel that was much more ornate and shiny than mine.

The badge depicts an ascending dragon in gold, with the eyes and the Yeouiju held in the arm decorated with jewels.

But I don’t know what that means.

The woman must have felt suffocated because she kept quiet, so she spoke first.

“Oryongmun. Don’t you know? Someone who is like a professor.”

“Are you a member of the Oryongmun?”

“huh.”

The woman held out her hand.

“It’s Weitong.”

One question arose.

That’s because it was hard to believe that someone of that age and with a mediocre physique could join the ranks of China’s strongest fighters.

Monster hunting is a very arduous task.

Hunting itself is a life-threatening tightrope walk, but the process one must endure before hunting is also painful enough.

Even Kim Da-ram, who can easily chew up an average man, complained about the limits of her physical strength, so it is hard to understand that this woman, who appears ordinary at first glance, is part of the strongest line in China.

Suddenly, a rumor I had heard before flashed through my mind.

Chinese hunters, the top ones among them, use a drug called a battle stimulant.

To them, a strong hunter is determined by how long they can sustain the battle stimulant component rather than pure combat prowess.

Maybe this woman of ordinary build is also a human who fights with the help of drugs.

Because China couldn’t use Awaken, they had to fight the monsters in such an unethical way.

“Do you use a glaive as a weapon?”

“Glaive? You mean the Unwoldo? That’s someone else’s.”

“Did you kill a pack of mutant dogs?”

“That’s me.”

By the way, it was this woman.

The one who attacked the Gold herd, dried up the seeds, and drove Gold to death.

The woman, who may or may not have known my hostility, smiled brightly and continued speaking in a friendly manner.

“I heard the professor uses an axe as a weapon.”

“It’s a story from the past.”

“A story from the past?”

“In a place where Awakening is the trend, what choice does an old-time hunter have other than washing his hands?”

The Chinese hunter smiled strangely.

“By the way, don’t you think there are too many fanatics in this land?”

When there was no response, the Chinese man turned around.

“They cause trouble. Always cause trouble.”

When she disappeared, Kim Da-ram, who had left the room for a moment, approached me.

“That woman. It seems like she likes you, senior.”

“Really? I didn’t really feel that way.”

“When I went to their base before, that woman didn’t even look at me properly. She completely ignored me. I don’t know if it was the Oryongmun or something, but she acted really arrogantly, saying that she was wearing a hat that no one recognized internationally. Even that woman is nothing special in front of her senior.”

Kim Da-ram looked at my golden fleece intently.

“Well, it’s true that my senior was great during his active years.”

“It’s all in the past.”

So the first rehearsal ended without any problems.

48 hours until the main event.

If it’s short, it’s a short time, but if it’s long, it’s a long enough time.

Fortunately, the accommodation was a neatly renovated old hotel, so there were no major inconveniences during my stay.

The food wasn’t bad either.

The problem started with a machine that had been forgotten for a while.

Beep- beep- beep-

K-Walkie-Talkie notified that a call had been made using a personal identification number.

This is Woo Min-hee.

“Oh, yeah. Minhee.”

“senior.”

“It used to be noisy.”

“Oh, that would be it. The eruption was so great.”

I already sensed a bad omen in Woo Min-hee’s unsmiling voice.

As expected.

“The lighthouse is out.”

“The lighthouse is going out.”

“They say monsters are going to flock to Seoul.”

*

The reason the lighthouse went out was somewhat absurd.

As the children lined up on the wall to light the lighthouse’s fire, a shell fell overhead.

Someone opened fire.

The lighthouse defense chief estimated it to be armed with no more than four 60mm mortars at most.

It may not be considered a very strong firepower in modern warfare, but it is a different story against lighthouses.

The Lighthouse is a group of children known as the Awaken, who were intentionally left without combat training.

In the midst of a torrential downpour of bombs, all the lighthouse could do was hide the children tightly in concrete.

As a result, the lighthouse was silent all day and the monsters advanced south without any hindrance.

This incident may be an indicator of how different battles between monsters and humans are.

The approaches, methods, and solutions to battles between monsters and humans are completely different.

When the Republic of Korea was still in existence, soldiers and hunters could respond organically by making up for each other’s weaknesses, but now that the country has been devastated and the few remaining countries have been split in two, organic protection is out of the question, and this is how disasters like this one have ended up happening.

Woo Min-hee’s warning was soon made known to the Legion faction.

“We’ve confirmed the eruption of a monster from the front. Its scale is unfathomable!”

The event must be stopped.

Unless you build a favorable terrain like a kill zone, the most traditional way to deal with large groups of monsters is to “give them territory and take their time.”

Over time, monsters will naturally disappear.

Small-sized – Infiltrators are free from this natural extinction, but their fighting power is incomparable to that of medium-sized types that are designed solely for combat.

How much territory you give up in the process will depend on how long the monster can hold out, but at least you can prevent casualties and regain the lost territory.

During the monster occupation period, there is a possibility that small species will be colonized or some areas will be eroded, but it is a thousand times wiser than fighting a large horde of monsters approaching with unmanageable force.

Well, if you look at the end result, it is a scenario where humanity is gradually defeated as its territory is gradually eroded.

Even when Korea and China were doing well, there was little guarantee of victory when fighting large groups of monsters in the open field, not in the kill zone.

In reality, the Chinese military launched a field battle under the dictatorship of an incompetent general – reportedly the brother of the party’s top leader – and swept away all of its elite troops and equipment.

It was the infamous Third Battle of Peking.

The incompetent man persisted in fighting a fight he could win, and ultimately brought about disaster.

It seems like a similar future is unfolding before our eyes.

Just like that incompetent general, our Chief of Staff Kim Byeong-cheol also appears to be a person with a strong desire for honor.

I went to see Kim Da-ram right away.

She greeted me with a haggard face, as if she already knew that a large army of monsters was coming.

“coffee?”

“No, it’s okay.”

“what’s the matter?”

“You know?”

No matter how much our relationship deteriorates, the teamwork we have built up over time is never easily erased.

It was once a blessing, but now it’s a curse.

It wouldn’t be a very pleasant situation for either me or her to have each other’s thoughts perfectly understood.

Still, I have to say what I have to say.

“I wish the event would stop.”

Kim Da-ram closed his eyes tightly and sighed.

“I knew you’d say that.”

“What’s the answer?”

“no.”

Kim Da-ram shook his head.

“It’s impossible.”

“You haven’t forgotten what happened in Beijing, have you?”

“······There is a possibility that the monster will turn its steps to another place. It is not too late to stop the event after that.”

“If a monster was sighted in Paju, it wouldn’t take even half a day for the attack to arrive here.”

“The chief was looking forward to this event so much. To receive China’s surrender on Memorial Day······.”

The first thing I felt when I saw her reaction was uncontrollable anger.

Although he always listened to what I said and tried to please me, Kim Da-ram was a strong-willed friend who said what he wanted to say.

We even had a small but sharp argument.

Not the me of the past, but the me of my professor days.

That kind of Kim Da-ram is now acting like a dog being raised by someone.

When I thought about it that way, my anger turned to pity and disappointment, and the thought that she had a family to protect also came to mind.

“Is that so?”

But not my family.

I have no intention of dying for the honor-hungry warlord Kim Byeong-cheol.

“I’m going to leave. You’ll allow me to do that, right?”

“Stay.”

“No, I don’t want to die.”

“senior.”

“You saved face in front of the Chinese kids, didn’t you?”

“If you do that, it might be difficult for me to protect you.”

The junior looks smaller and smaller.

The scar across her eye made her look stronger than before, but I could tell.

The current Kim Da-ram is worse than the past Kim Da-ram.

At least the Kim Da-ram of the past was not a person who made petty threats.

He said, looking straight at her.

“We’ll all die if we stay here anyway. Have you erased from your memory how many survivors there are in Beijing?”

No matter how shameless Kim Da-ram has become, she is not the type of person to lie easily.

She didn’t object to my questions any further and didn’t hold me back.

I left Kim Da-ram and left the Capitol.

It was only then that I realized that I now had no means of transportation to get to my realm.

As I was walking along, wondering what to do, I heard a familiar voice next to me.

“Skeleton!”

This is none other than my first internet friend, Defender.