Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 308



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124. Play (2)

“······.”

Knock knock

Dr. Emiless: Do we have time to send troops to Korea now?

Dr. Emiless: Why are we sending troops to Korea when our data center is under attack right now?

Dr.emiless: Isn’t this fake news?

Player wins.

By raising suspicions here first, we can prevent any problems that may arise in the future.

Dr.emiless: The photo feels a bit rough.

Raising this suspicion also has another effect.

The number of comments is increasing immediately.

People tend to click on posts with many comments rather than posts with no comments. This is human nature that transcends nationality, culture, and religion.

Even I tend to click on articles that have a lot of comments.

Manipulating comment counts is a very common repertoire of psychopaths who are trying to beg for attention.

But a story isn’t made just by having a lot of comments.

It has been said since ancient times that the most entertaining thing in the world is watching a fight.

From here on out, the second Internet personality must take action.

CRAZY_HORSE: This was sent by an American soldier I know. Is there a problem?

CRAZY_HORSE: I worked hard to obtain valuable information and shared it with you, so why are you suddenly attacking me?

“······.”

Knock knock

Dr.emiless: Hmm.

Dr. Emiless: I think it’s a reasonable objection.

Dr. Emiless: Are you feeling any pain?

CRAZY_HORSE: It’s just a simple transfer of information, so why are there so many complaints?

roxanneGIRL : To Dr.emiless. Stop the groundless slander.

Dr. Emiless: Just a simple slander? I said something because the photo was weird, but is that really such a big deal?

If I were to describe the current state of my bunker, it would be nothing but chaos.

In addition to the existing satellite devices buried in the ground, there were three additional satellite devices placed side by side, their wires running in a mess, and my desk was full of desktops, laptops, and all the available equipment, so I had no choice but to close the central toilet cover and place one laptop there.

This could be called the ultimate multiple clone technique.

This is Viva! Apocalypse! It’s inevitable in a satellite system.

Viva! Apocalypse! requires 1 PC per satellite device.

Thanks to Valentine, I was able to obtain the necessary equipment for multi-cloning, but it wasn’t easy.

Because moving around and typing on different keyboards every time you change your personality is more confusing and requires more expertise than you can imagine.

Meanwhile, the keyboard battle that suddenly occurred is now reaching a climax.

I don’t know much about American culture and psychology, but I think there are similar traits in humans.

“······.”

Knock knock

CRAZY_HORSE : Where do you live?

Americans would probably be dizzy too.

Dr. Emiless: Come to Texas.

Americans probably write their addresses this way too.

CRAZY_HORSE : Texas?

It is so much larger than Korea that it is rare for an actual virtual reality show to take place.

roxanneGIRL : Oh my, you two! Don’t fight!

At that moment, while I was acting out my extreme multiple personality disorder, someone suddenly opened the bunker door.

I left it unlocked to communicate with Valentine, but someone opened it.

“I always feel like the stairs here are crooked, but why are they so crooked? If they’re crooked, people might get hurt.”

This is Hong Da-jeong’s voice.

Coincidentally, I was squatting on the central toilet with my laptop propped up, playing the third personality, roxanneGIRL.

“Skeleton······?”

“······.”

“What are you doing there······?”

Our eyes met in a not-so-good place.

“What are you doing on the toilet······?”

“······.”

What should I say?

My purpose is just.

Because I am on a sacred mission to save my neighbors, mother and daughter Rebecca, from certain death.

So there is nothing to be ashamed of.

Besides, I always keep my composure.

“What? All of a sudden.”

It was when I was trying to make up an excuse while shaking off my worries and getting up from my seat with an indifferent expression.

Hong Da-jeong’s gaze is directed to a strange place.

“What? Obelisks! Why are there three obelisks? Huh?!”

Yes, that’s right.

She eyes the spare satellite device with greedy eyes.

“!”

The experience of crossing countless death lines whispered to me.

This could be a more dangerous situation than being caught doing multiple copies of yourself on the toilet.

“Do you like coffee milk?”

“Skeleton! You should have told me in advance if something like this happened. Do you know how inconvenient it is to share a satellite device with your brother?”

“This is for mission purposes.”

“What’s the mission? Just give me one. I left my Sea Monkey Papa when I moved here.”

“I’m going to use it for something important.”

“I’ll give you one recommendation every day. I’ll also give you a round of applause when you play.”

This is a bit refreshing, isn’t it?

Suddenly, an alarm went off on the laptop that was placed on the toilet.

“Skeleton. Do you have comment alarms turned on or something?”

Hong Da-jeong tilted her head and muttered.

“Why are you turning that on? It’s not even a message alarm······.”

You can turn it on.

For those of you who are as thirsty for comments as I am, here’s how to turn on comment notifications.

As I was silently discussing another disagreement, Hong Da-jeong looked at me with her arms crossed and her eyes half-closed and spoke.

“Please check.”

He moved his eyes to the screen without saying a word.

In an instant, I checked the screen again.

COOKIEMONSTER18: Is this real?

It’s Rebecca.

Rebecca asked for the bait.

He immediately asked for Hong Da-jeong’s understanding and tapped on the keyboard connected to the fourth personality, which was powered by Valentine’s desktop placed on the desk.

Dr.emiless : hmmmmmmmmmmmm.

*

“What? You did this to save that sniper?”

After some time had passed, I took out some of my hidden private snacks and explained the situation to Hong Da-jeong and Defender.

The defender who sneaked into my bunker looked slightly surprised when he saw the current state of my room, but that was it.

His gaze, like Hong Da-jeong’s, was directed to the satellite devices lined up in a row rather than the laptop on the toilet.

I continued my story calmly, feeling a slight sense of anxiety that my satellite device might be stolen.

“She’s a stubborn woman who only sticks to what she believes in. She’s the type who completely follows her own ideas, so advice doesn’t work. So, there’s no other way to change her mind than using this method.”

I think I’m speaking quietly, but I keep getting distracted by Hong Da-jeong’s gaze.

She only sees my spare satellite device from beginning to end.

Even though he’s not just licking his tongue, it seems like he’s already targeting one of my precious clones.

As expected.

“Just give me one.”

“what?”

“Huh? Why? Skeleton? Aren’t you going to use it for multiple clones anyway?”

“That’s it. That’s what I mean.”

“Since you’re going to do it, why don’t you just give it to me instead of being so stubborn? Isn’t it better to do it with others than alone?”

“······.”

I looked at the defender.

Although he was a psychopath, I thought he was a person with whom I could relate.

As expected.

“Da-jeong-ah.”

The defender spoke to Hong Da-jeong.

“It looks like a job that Skeleton really needs. Look. Why else would he be working on top of that toilet?”

As expected, the Defender is on my side.

Well, it’s only natural that I should repay you, since you saved my life so many times.

But Hong Da-jeong doesn’t seem to have any intention of backing down.

“Skeleton! People come first. Isn’t it more efficient and superior to operating multiple people than using multiple clones?”

“······.”

“Leave it to me. You know what? I’ve been messing around on the internet for over 10 years.”

“Ten years?”

“It’s been more than 10 years? I started doing it when I was in elementary school······.”

What an amazing corner of the house.

Well, I knew this would happen from the moment Hong Da-jeong glared at my satellite device with greedy eyes.

I shouldn’t make a fuss since I’m going to hand it over anyway.

“I was going to give you one anyway when I got the chance.”

“lie.”

“Pick the one you like.”

That’s how the joint front with Hong Da-jeong began.

It’s true that Hong Da-jeong is a surplus of manpower in our field, but in the Internet world, she has outstanding abilities.

At first, I was so lukewarm that I started to doubt if they were trying to scam me with my equipment, but then the formidable enemy I had expected appeared.

St.Ailens: What is this? Is this a composite? Is it deepfake?

A true, native troublemaker.

St. Ailens: There is currently no strategic force operating at the US federal level. Naturally, all strategic assets deployed overseas have been withdrawn. The only place left is Germany, but it is not that they did not withdraw there; they could not. And now they are deploying strategic assets to Korea, which has no strategic value?

St. Ailens: Which unit is this? The photo is blurry so it’s hard to tell, but the unit mark and the badge that indicates the unit’s affiliation are cleverly covered up.

St. Ailens: And the uniforms and gear they’re wearing. They look like they were worn before the war. Before the war, they were all flashy and flashy. After the war, even regular soldiers wore gear that was no different from civilians. Why are they wearing them when they can’t even be maintained?

St. Ailens: And that transport plane, crucially. It’s an old model that wasn’t used by the Army, Navy, Air Force, or Marines before the war. It’s for export to friendly countries.

St. Ailens: Based on the above evidence, I bet my bunker is a deepfake.

I’m not sure, but he looks like a quick-witted guy.

Surely he’s not a former military man?

It was my first time playing against an American player, so I had to think for a moment about what to do, but then a comet-like support group appeared.

CRAZY_HORSE : St. Ailens, that bastard. It says in the memo that he’s a troublemaker?

“hmm?”

What is this? A note?

CRAZY_HORSE : I guess I should search for it?

St.Ailens: To CRAZY_HORSE. What are you talking about?

CRAZY_HORSE : Search complete.

St.Ailens: What?

CRAZY_HORSE : Roll

“Roll?”

CRAZY_HORSE: As expected. This kid. He goes around picking on popular posts and nitpicking.

St.Ailens: What are you talking about? I don’t write in vain.

CRAZY_HORSE : What the heck! It’s all in the search history? It seems like he’s a guy who doesn’t have anything to do.

St.Ailens: To CRAZY_HORSE. This is groundless and we demand an apology.

CRAZY_HORSE : Fuck you. You idiot.

CRAZY_HORSE: What kind of guy are you? Are you some kind of military nerd? Huh? You’re the guy who’s more interested in the military than anyone else, even though you’ve never fired a gun.

CRAZY_HORSE : Roll

St.Ailens: This is really low-level. That’s why I didn’t want to write in places like this.

CRAZY_HORSE : Nerd~ Nerd~ Nerd~

I swallowed my saliva without realizing it as I watched the fierce keyboard battle unfold.

I saw Da-jeong.

Da-jeong was typing on the keyboard with possessed hands, her eyes fully illuminated by the monitor’s light, and a triumphant smile on her face.

I realized it the moment I saw it.

This guy. He’s the real deal.

There has been no comment from St. Ailens since then.

Without any background knowledge or logic, our Da-jeong defeated a formidable opponent.

At the time, I was crouching in front of the toilet watching this fierce fight, and as soon as the fight was over, I walked behind her.

“How did you do it?”

“How can I do that?”

Dajeong smiled faintly.

“At first glance, he looks like he’s over 50 and an educated person. People like that don’t do things like being attacked. If they’re attacked, they just ignore him or swear at him.”

“okay?”

“I have my own data.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Is a duel called a key fight an honorable duel that can only be achieved when both parties are of similar level?”

Come to think of it, back when there were still a lot of people learning on our bulletin board, we never even dreamed of things like keyboard battles.

Even in that Fox game, instead of talking at length, didn’t he just block me with a swear word?

Well, as you get older, everything becomes a hassle.

Because it’s an age where you can see the things that are meaningless and the things that aren’t as meaningful as the years you’ve lived.

There is something else that piques my curiosity more than anything else.

“What’s the note?”

“Memo? When you check the user information, there’s a window that pops up, right?”

“uh.”

“Click on the margin there. The text will be entered.”

I opened the Crazy Horse account information that Da-jeong was currently using, clicked on the space she had mentioned, and typed in some text.

[ Hong Da-jeong ]

“Okay, then close it and open it again.”

I did as I was told.

“uh?”

Something amazing happened.

The exact phrase I just typed was saved in the user information.

“What is this? Is this something new?”

“No. It was there from the beginning.”

“Really? This is the first time I’ve heard of this?”

“There are a lot of loopholes here and there on this bulletin board, right? I just found this out by accident. I don’t think Melon intended it to be like this, but it’s similar to the bulletin board function I used to use, so I just call it a memo.”

“I see.”

As expected. Affection.

Experience cannot be ignored.

His ten-year career as an internet swindler was not an empty boast.

As a side note, the word “lol” is an abbreviation of “lots of laughs”, which in our terms means laughing loudly, like “ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ”.

Anyway, now that I have the formidable internet powerhouse called Da-jeong in my hands, there are no more obstacles that can stop me.

COOKIEMONSTER18: Here. I know this place. Can I trust this news?

The story is that a huge play for Rebecca is going smoothly.

Not long after, I received a message from Rebecca.

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: Skeleton! Are you there?

I guess he’s trying to ask me about the authenticity of the photo since I’m next to a US military base.

In the message that came faster than I could imagine, I could vaguely sense another side of Rebecca’s feelings that was not revealed in the text, that could not be revealed.

SKELTON: Yeah.

Perhaps she also knew that her hopes were in vain?

Even though he knows that his hope has only a 0.1% chance, isn’t he trapped in that dying realm, forcing himself to believe that even that is slightly greater than zero?

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: There’s a US military base there. Is anyone there? Is there a plane?

There are more people than you can imagine who make foolish choices simply because the odds are not zero.

Because at the center of those foolish choices are always precious things.

Therefore, we cannot simply say that she is foolish.

“······.”

Knock knock

SKELTON: Yeah.

She simply chose the option that was within her reach and that she could accept.

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: I’ll be there soon! Bringing people!

I also know that the journey ahead will not be easy.

Bringing people means deceiving that many people.

Of course, that too is a burden that needs to be addressed.

“Senior, is your house almost finished?”

Here comes another man’s labor to completion.

This is Ha Tae-hoon’s new house that he has been building for a while.

Although he did not like his father, who was a builder, he seems to have inherited his temperament and talent and is building a fairly decent new house with only his limited resources.

“this?”

Ha Tae-hoon looked at his new home with proud eyes, wiping the beads of sweat off his face with his sleeve.

“People in South Korea must live in reinforced concrete structures.”

He is not negative, but he is generally cold and always keeps his distance from others, but at least when he sees his own house, he is as emotional as anyone else.

“Look. Park Gyu. The ceiling height. I mean. I think the ceiling height for a human to live comfortably is at least 5 meters.”

“What about the heating? I told you this winter was no joke.”

“That? Well, what can I do? I just have to hold out for a while. There’s electricity, so what’s the problem? As long as there’s electricity, humans can live anywhere.”

It was three days later that I heard from Rebecca.

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: Skeleton. I’m going there tomorrow with the advance party and the armored vehicle. I don’t know how long it will take, but be prepared.

“······.”

It’s a US military armored vehicle.

The real crisis in this huge play may begin when Rebecca enters our realm.