Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 286



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115. Happiness (5)

The Necromancer type is honestly the easiest to conquer among the small types appearing these days.

Once you get attached, you can kill it.

Even among the already slow monsters, its movements are particularly slow and predictable.

The problem is how to break through the necromancer type’s veil of humanity and attach to him.

There are three cases.

One is that we can break through the hundreds of escort zombies and kill the monsters in an instant.

This is the only formula for victory.

The rest of them cannot escape the result of defeat no matter what variables occur, but to elaborate, the second one is a case where you succeed in killing the monster, but it summons zombies from the city below.

You’ve defeated the monsters, but you may still be faced with waves of zombies numbering in the thousands, or maybe even tens of thousands.

Although a vehicle has been prepared for this, it is clear that the vehicle driven by Ha Tae-hoon will be at risk.

The third case is, well, a complete failure.

You can’t even kill monsters, and only zombies are swarming.

If that happens, it’s a shame for Cheon Yeong-jae, but he’ll have to go through the motions.

With the above issues in mind, we concluded the meeting briefly.

“Do you really have to do this?”

Ha Tae-hoon is still grumbling.

It was a wise decision not to give the communicator to Cheon Yeong-jae.

If you keep listening to these kinds of grumblings, your relationship will only get worse.

Human relationships don’t always change dramatically.

Most relationships break down because of small, everyday annoyances.

“It’s my decision, senior. Let’s have a drink later. There’s someone hidden in the safe in the bunker.”

“whiskey?!”

“How did you know?”

“Oh, no. Okay, I understand. I will follow your further instructions.”

“?”

what?

No way, this guy.

Did I forget to drink the single malt whiskey I put away?

I’ve been away for about a month, so it’s not like this wouldn’t happen.

Well, that’s that, and for now I should focus on the battle.

“Oh, I just heard. You decided to fight the monster?”

Park Penguin is still seen with his sons on the ridge across from that gray-white village.

“I will watch carefully and learn.”

The onlookers aren’t the only ones.

A gallery has also appeared in the village of the living dead.

On the ridge, skinny, sunken-eyed villagers were gathered in groups of three or four, their bodies tottering and looking down at us.

Among them was the healthy Yoon Seong-jae, and the woman standing behind him caught the eye.

Even from her vague silhouette, she looks like quite a beauty, but she can’t be Cheon Yeong-jae’s girlfriend.

Our Cheon Yeong-jae is now completely immersed in battle.

“······Senior. I’ll take off the zombies.”

“Are you trying to do some sandblasting?”

“uh.”

At this point, I could have told Cheon Yeong-jae that a woman named Song Moon-hee was watching him, but I didn’t say anything out loud.

There is nothing more beautiful than a warrior absorbed in battle.

This is one of the sayings left by my mentor, Jang Gi-yeong.

“Then let’s begin.”

The time is 5:23 p.m.

The sun will set soon.

The sun will disappear beyond the horizon in at least an hour.

Cheon Yeong-jae approached the wandering zombie with his characteristically swaying movements, holding a kukri.

Cheon Yeong-jae did not enter the zombie horde right away.

He constantly tested the zombies’ patience, closing and widening the distance between them, making the outermost zombies aware of him.

Soon, three zombies raised their heads and recognized Cheon Yeong-jae with their eyes flashing.

As the zombies slowly approached him, Cheon Yeong-jae retreated with unsteady steps, guiding the zombies.

After dragging the zombies about 20m away, Cheon Yeong-jae cut off the heads of the zombies that were rushing towards him, staggering as if they were dancing a mask dance.

If you look at the results alone, the workmanship is impeccable.

That’s because it doesn’t look good.

After dragging out and killing three zombies, Cheon Yeong-jae staggered back to the spot where he had dragged out the zombies and dragged out more zombies.

“Sapphojil” is a method of reducing the number of zombies by drawing them out in small groups without provoking them too much, thus reducing the depth of the battle with the monsters.

A classic tactic, but still a valid one for the Necromancer type.

However, it is not a tactic that is often used in real combat because it requires skilled players who can consistently lure a large number of zombies and kill them with weapons that do not provoke the monsters or zombies, such as cold weapons or silent weapons, and it takes a long time, and one mistake can ruin all the effort.

It is common sense to easily wipe out a necromancer type like that with just artillery support.

Anyway, the reason I continued to observe Cheon Yeong-jae while testing him and seeing his shortcomings was because of his skills.

Crunch! Crunch!

Cheon Yeong-jae possesses top-notch skills in close combat, shooting, and interpersonal combat.

However, the close combat looks really ugly.

If my mentor Jang Gi-yeong saw this, he would be shocked.

“That’s not how you do it!”

I’ve been thinking about my mentor a lot lately, not because I miss him, but because I’ve heard rumors that he “exists” somewhere in Incheon.

I’m curious.

What is the last message my half-dead mentor wants to leave me?

Surely it’s not something as ridiculous as a rocket axe?

While his thoughts were deepening, Cheon Yeong-jae removed another wall of zombies.

The number of fallen zombies is about 30.

I think the time has come.

He gave the order to Cheon Yeong-jae to stop and attempted to communicate with Ha Tae-hoon, who was waiting below.

“If you fail, I’ll run towards you. Hold your ground as long as you can. Move only when you absolutely cannot shake off the zombies.”

I also sent a message to Bang Jae-hyuk.

“When the monster wakes up, I’ll ask for protection. If you have the time, I’ll ask for an intimate date.”

“Intimidating?”

“Can you do it?”

“Just give it a try.”

“If you don’t have confidence, you don’t have to do it.”

“No, you have to show your skills. You came a long way to bring a cripple like me and an old woman like your mother. Just give me the orders. Boss.”

“Boss······.”

What a ridiculous name.

“Boss, please be patient.”

The preparations are complete.

That ridge, and the other ridge.

I feel the eyes of the audience gathered to see us.

He spoke into the communicator.

“Let’s show off what the school is capable of.”

Laughing, sarcasm, no response, a heartless reply.

A variety of responses are heard through the communicator.

But I can feel it in each of those reactions.

We, the pride of those who were once broken.

At least in school we are taught and believe without a doubt that we are the best.

“Guard the side.”

“Senior, will you catch it?”

“That would be better.”

“hmm.”

“Watch and learn.”

Together with Cheon Yeong-jae, he ran at full speed towards the thin core he had created.

You can see countless zombies scurrying past you with the sound of the wind.

Soon they nod their heads.

They recognized us.

There is no known network of consciousness between zombies, but it is certain that when a large number of zombies under the control of a necromancer recognize an enemy, that awareness is transmitted to the necromancer type.

“Geuuuuuuuu!”

“Krrrrrr!”

As a number of zombies reveal their hostility.

thud!

The shockwave that signaled the end of the world echoed across the darkening sky.

“Go.”

Srrrrung-

Both axes were pulled out.

It’s a full-out sprint.

“Wow, whoa!”

Cheon Yeong-jae falls behind in an instant.

I see an obstacle.

The stairs of a half-collapsed motel.

Beyond that, beyond the collapsed wall hit by a shell, there is a monster.

I ran up the stairs in an instant.

thud!

The monster notices me and turns around.

I was already at the top of the stairs, leaping towards it as the triangular head jutted out backwards and faced me.

I stared at the approaching gray-white monstrosity, my heart engulfed in the flames of hatred that would never go out, and thought to myself:

I am thunder.

Bam!

Two axes were driven into the bastard’s skull.

I kicked the axe out of him with my foot and fell down, swinging the axe again and hitting the bastard in the head once before landing on the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bastard spits out a violent shockwave.

I feel a strange current.

At the same time, I noticed fine red lines spreading out like spider webs in all directions.

Ignition.

Is this an attack ability used by level 4 Awaken?

As you move to the side to avoid the solid line, a flash of light burns the area where the solid line was engraved white.

It’s a blast.

All of Awaken’s abilities are also available to monsters.

“senior!”

The zombies are coming.

Boom! Boom!

The monster tries to turn its mangled head towards the village.

He’s planning to call in his army.

“Youngjae! Block the side!”

Cheon Yeong-jae swung his kukri to secure space and then covered the flank with gunfire.

Bang! Tata ta tang!

Speaker.

But surprisingly, the bullet only blasts the zombie’s head.

Under Cheon Yeong-jae’s protection, he charged at the necromancer type again with two axes in hand.

however.

“······.”

Again, the white lines block my path, becoming denser and denser.

Ignition.

This is a pattern that has never existed before.

Maybe they are also updating their own tactics.

If the place was wide, you could just take a detour, but in an area littered with motel debris, the access road is limited.

“Bang Jae-hyuk.”

He said this while looking at the white flames burning before his eyes.

“I’m listening.”

“Is intimate dating possible?”

“Fix position. Do it now. Three. Two. One.”

Taaaaaang!

A gunshot rang out in the distance.

and.

thud!

A reflective field unfolded beyond me and the monster.

Maybe it will bounce off invisible bullets.

Monsters cannot use multiple abilities at once.

I ran at full speed, hoping that Bang Jae-hyuk would be safe.

Indeed, the monster does not react.

It’s a story about how the net of white flames that tries to shake me off can no longer be raised.

Now they rushed at the defenseless enemy.

Bam!

Take a picture of the bridge.

As if logging.

The bastard’s legs are wobbly, but he doesn’t fall yet.

Bam!

What if we double-click?

The monster’s body, which had been staggering, bends and its torso and head fall downwards.

Still, I climbed onto the monster’s back and struck its head, the weak point of that abominable creature, again and again.

thud!

The bastard convulsively creates shock waves that reverberate strongly in my body and mind, but my logging that has already begun does not stop.

Bam!

The bastard’s neck and head were separated.

and.

Ss …

The monster’s body begins to crumble and turn into golden particles.

“Nice job.”

He took out the gun he had on his back and fired at the zombies rushing at him from all sides, and asked through his radio.

“Towards the village?”

Soon Ha Tae-hoon’s voice was heard.

“Nothing abnormal.”

“What about Bang Jae-hyuk?”

“There’s nothing strange here either.”

Then Bang Jae-hyuk answered cheerfully.

That’s good.

I felt a sense of satisfaction building up in my heart as I pointed my gun at the approaching enemy.

Bang! Tata tang!

I escaped the battlefield by retreating with Cheon Yeong-jae, clearing out the zombies.

“Thank you, senior.”

Cheon Yeong-jae, standing shoulder to shoulder, expressed his sincere gratitude.

“Thank you so much for your generous request. I don’t know how I can repay you······.”

“There is nothing to be thankful for.”

I’m serious.

For once, I felt like my hatred was being satisfied.

It’s always been like that.

The greatest reward for me was not money, nor anyone’s recognition, nor love.

I just watch the monsters I kill turn into particles and fall apart.

A sense of satisfaction as if the flames of my hatred were reignited.

That may be my long-lasting, perhaps only happiness.

No, there was another one.

Now there is another happiness that cannot be separated from me.

But, let’s think about that later.

Because the fireworks exploding before my eyes right now are so beautiful.

*

“That’s great. You said Mr. Park Gyu, right?”

The one who is passing the good news across the radio is the rising powerhouse of the Incheon-Bucheon area, Park Penguin.

“Do you have your personal identification number? If it’s okay, I’d like to keep in touch with you more often in the future.”

“Do that.”

Next to him, Cheon Yeong-jae covered the microphone of the communication device with his hand and spoke in a low voice.

“He’s a good person.”

Exchanged personal identification numbers with Park Penguin.

“Huh? Skeleton······?”

“Yes? Is there a problem?”

“No, Skeleton. I checked it. I’ll contact you later.”

With the monsters gone, the path between the Herb Village and Shelter 73 is now open.

Of course, there is the barrier of a city full of zombies, but the level of danger is different with and without the necromancer type.

That’s a problem for Park Penguin and the living dead of that town to solve.

As expected, we went back to the herb village.

Yoon Sungjae and the people were waiting for us.

“wow!”

“Are you guys finished?”

People with dead eyes praise us.

“Thank you very much.”

Yoon Seong-jae approached us and greeted us politely.

He expressed his gratitude to me and stood in front of Cheon Yeong-jae.

There was some tension as the two men, who were only a head apart, faced each other.

“I am truly sorry.”

Yoon Sungjae bent his waist at a 90 degree angle.

“Really! Really!”

I looked at Cheon Yeong-jae’s face.

He looked at the back of Yoon Seong-jae’s head with a bitter expression, then turned his head away with a look of disinterest.

I spoke to Yoon Seong-jae on his behalf.

“I won’t be coming here again.”

“Is that so?”

“however.”

“yes.”

“Are you good at beatboxing?”

“yes?”

It’s a serious question, but Cheon Yeong-jae calls me from behind.

“What the hell is beatboxing? Let’s just go.”

The story of this strange, unfamiliar town ends here.

No, it would have been better if it ended here.

“Hey, Youngjae oppa?”

A woman’s voice was heard.

I turned my head to look.

A woman with a bright expression, just like someone said, who had not lost her beauty and youth even though the war had passed for a long time, was looking at Cheon Yeong-jae.

Cheon Yeong-jae’s eyes grew wide and he looked at the woman.

“······Moonhee.”

At that moment, my worries reached their peak.

I even felt the threat of something that had been perfectly concluded being overturned.

That woman has no choice but to do that.

The face is fine, but the body shakes too often and convulsively.

Tweaker.

A very frequent, convulsive shaking symptom seen in severe drug addicts.

What’s more terrifying is not the woman’s current condition.

The true tragedy lies in her eyes.

She faces her former lover with a bright smile and identifies herself with her past self and present self when she was with Cheon Yeong-jae.

A clear, unquestioning gaze proves this.

But to our ordinary eyes, pathological seizures are seen without any filter.

She thinks she is ordinary, but in our eyes, she is an undeniable pervert.

Now the final choice was given to Cheon Yeong-jae.

Cheon Yeong-jae opens his mouth when he meets his old lover.

“Oh. Moon-hee. It’s been a while.”

He nodded lightly.

and.

“See you next time.”

Turned around.

He will probably never meet that woman again.

Cheon Yeong-jae smiled bitterly at me, as if to confirm my guess.

“You have some good alcohol, right?”

“maybe.”

Before leaving, I looked at Song Moon-hee.

She was smiling brightly and hanging on Yoon Sungjae’s arm.

There was an air of supreme happiness in that face that shook constantly and convulsively.