Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 324



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Episode 324 130. Connection

Those who have power make the law.

It’s a simple truth that hasn’t changed, but we’ve forgotten it for a long time.

Perhaps those with that power were not aware of it because they wielded that power while wearing the mask of the weak.

Four years have passed since the war began.

A time when all formalities, masks, pretense, and vanity will disappear.

Under the shadow of The Hope, Woo Min-hee established a new law.

“The materials here are property of the Republic of Korea government. We will not permit their removal without permission.”

Of course, there is no law that is powerless.

Woo Min-hee showed off her power without hesitation in front of thousands of people.

thud!

A shock wave that seemed like it would shake the heavens and the earth.

and.

Kwakwakwang!!!

With just one concentrated blow, the office building across the street collapsed.

It was a blow so strong that the Hope was shaken dangerously for a moment.

No one could stand before the overwhelming power of Over 10 Level Awaken.

Kim Byung-chul, who once claimed to be the ruler of South Korea, was no exception.

Having lost his powerful corps, artillery, and many subordinates and equipment, he has been reduced to a small-scale warlord, and there is nothing he can do but bow his head before Woo Min-hee.

If he had been a more self-destructive person, he might have chosen suicide, but we know he has a family, a daughter.

Kim Byeong-cheol quickly bowed his head.

Woo Min-hee, who had been in a high position for a long time, did not just kick out Kim Byeong-cheol and the many people gathered here.

She appointed Kim Byeong-cheol’s forces as the warehouse manager and gatekeeper.

“I’ll send a manager later. I need to know what’s going on here. Oh, and could you lend me a truck?”

People are whispering that Woo Min-hee knew about the existence of this secret warehouse from the beginning, but I think differently.

I would have had the information.

She is also one of the Jeju government officials.

However, it is clear that she did not expect that there would be this much material here honestly.

Usually, during the Destruction, these warehouses are raided one by one by people like grave robbers.

Cynical and cynical, she probably thought the warehouse had been empty since it was built.

That’s because there are surprisingly a lot of items, so I pressed Mgoo.

“Hello? Mgu? I’m a reporter.”

“······W, Mr. Reporter?!”

Our Emgu had to go through a harsh initiation ceremony with Woo Min-hee.

“Yeah. Mguya. I clearly told you to write it down······?”

Here, let’s take a look at Emgu’s survival skills.

“Mom, I’m sorry I didn’t know!”

Emgu apologized to Woo Min-hee, creating a steeper slope than The Hope.

The angle must have moved Woo Min-hee’s heart, because she didn’t pursue Emgu any further.

“Okay, you know. Oh, and my story. If you go around telling it, you’ll know, right?”

“Yes! Mem!”

“Yeah. Captain Mgu. Ha.”

Woo Min-hee looked up at the leaning apartment with a strange, bitter smile on her face.

“How long are you going to live there? It looks like it could collapse at any moment.”

Woo Min-hee is the strongest Awaken left on the Korean peninsula, but our M-gu is also a friend who has a lot to offer in the internet world.

He may be a bit lower in class than me, but he’s still a man who has risen to a position where he can be considered my rival.

Whether or not that line led to reality, Emgu, who had been acting cowardly the whole time, at least stood upright in front of his apartment and confidently expressed his convictions before The Hope tilted.

“You can’t go there. You can’t leave. That’s where I am.”

If Woo Min-hee got angry, I would have tried to help her, but I don’t think there was a need to do that.

“Hmm~. Really?”

Woo Min-hee just opened her eyes half-asleep and glanced at Emgu.

“Well, I was just saying that out of concern. It wasn’t an order. Anyway, I don’t need anything. Food or fuel. I heard it’s going to be very cold this winter.”

Leaving aside his somewhat pitiful appearance, it seems clear that Emgu is the type of person who easily garners sympathy.

I know that it is extremely rare for Woo Min-hee to help herself, but seeing her get support in no time is amazing.

Emgu brazenly brags about Woo Min-hee’s good deeds as if he had a face covered in iron.

“Heating is fine because the boiler is running, but we need food, clothing, and daily necessities! Oh, and since there are a lot of people, it would be good to have bullets too!”

Well, I think I know why.

“Speak comfortably. I’m also an internet genius.”

okay.

Woo Min-hee was also a friend on our bulletin board.

Anyway, everyone knows that it’s my turn next.

“And the great one.”

Woo Min-hee turned her gaze to me.

Squeak–

Her hooked fingers move up and down, making a horrible noise.

“Do we have a lot to talk about?”

I looked elsewhere.

“Who is the one who is the loudest······?”

*

This is a very important story.

This is what we’re going to talk about from now on.

Although the identity of Eomchang-i is a very important issue, the facts I have discovered from now on are so important that they are directly related to the survival of humanity, which is on the verge of extinction.

Although Woo Min-hee has a bad personality, he is a person who clearly distinguishes between work and private life.

The location was inside a small building across from the Leaning Hope.

There was a cafe on the 4th floor.

The furniture was broken and covered in dust, but there were still chairs and tables to sit on.

Judging by the recent signs of use, it appears to have been placed there by Emgu.

We sit across from each other in a cafe where the walls themselves are blown out rather than windows, giving us a clear view of the ground below, with our documents and tablets placed on a table.

“······Hmm.”

Woo Min-hee drank hot tea while carefully examining my combat records.

Unlike Kim Byeong-cheol, this is not a tea mixed with cheap artificial sweetener, but real apple tea brought from Jeju.

“Are you saying that the Praetorian type tracked down his senior by following the Necropolis radio waves that he was transmitting?”

“huh.”

The record is clear.

Verification is also possible.

Besides, Woo Min-hee was watching my battle from not far away.

“And that Dead Man Walking guy foresaw this?”

“Yeah. Ironically, he told me later. Right when he turned on the device.”

“I’ve seen reports that the Necropolis has some effect on the Awaken, but I didn’t know it was to this extent.”

“Isn’t it because America is so large and has so many necropolises spread out from the beginning?”

If we interpret Dead Man Walking’s words, the problem with Necropolis radio waves is that they are brought in using high-power equipment like this to places where Necropolis radio waves cannot reach yet.

So, even if it’s the same Necropolis radio wave, the big one moves the monster, but when the Necropolis radio wave has already penetrated like air and is in a state of small communication, it doesn’t have much effect.

In fact, Woo Min-hee also feels similarly.

“By the way, has the equipment stopped working now? I can’t hear that voice anymore.”

“According to Valentine, the transmission is roughly under control and stabilizing.”

“Valentine? Who is that?”

“A subordinate of the person who is the subject of the discussion.”

“What do you mean?”

Woo Min-hee burst out laughing.

“Oh, that guy who made PaleNet?”

He nodded.

“That guy is dead?”

“okay.”

“I see.”

Woo Min-hee put down the car and blankly looked down at the scenery below.

In front of the warehouse controlled by soldiers, a large crowd of people were still standing and loitering.

Do you think I’ll give you anything?

Or maybe it’s because they know they won’t get anything if they go anywhere else.

Maybe it’s both.

“By the way.”

Woo Min-hee put down her teacup.

Her cold, planet-like eyes, shining softly, stared at me intently.

“Shouldn’t you start telling me slowly?”

For a moment, the air around me felt like it was freezing.

“What were you thinking when you came up with this?”

I don’t know why, but Woo Min-hee is suspicious of my intentions.

I know Woo Min-hee well.

So I won’t make the story long.

“What source are you talking about?”

I need to know too.

Why is Woo Min-hee reacting like that?

The world she and I see is different.

You see and hear completely different things from completely different locations.

There is an intersection called Viva! Apocalypse!, but an intersection is just an intersection.

In my case, the Internet is as important as reality, but for someone like Woo Min-hee, that might not be the case.

I waited for Woo Min-hee’s lips to open while receiving her gaze that seemed like it would make me dizzy with just her eyes.

“I heard you met senior Na Hye-in in Jeju?”

He nodded.

However, Woo Min-hee’s intentions are still unknown.

I know that Na Hye-in and Woo Min-hee’s relationship wasn’t good, but it didn’t seem that bad either.

Was there some conflict or infighting that I wasn’t aware of?

“Senior, what order did you give me?”

Woo Min-hee burst into laughter at that part, bending his hook-like fingers.

“No, didn’t you ask me to do something about the Necropolis?”

It was a good idea to ask Woo Min-hee about his thoughts first.

She’s talking about something I have no idea about.

This is a typical example of a disagreement arising from differences in perspective.

“It’s true that I met Na Hye-in. But Na Hye-in never gave me any orders or requests.”

“okay?”

Still a look of disbelief.

Rather, it seemed to stimulate only the faint, sparkling madness hidden in her eyes.

“Then you received the order from Jeju, not Na Hye-in?”

Woo Min-hee asks again.

At that moment, I realized that Woo Min-hee and Jeju’s relationship was not very good.

“······.”

It looks like they’re playing separately.

Well, given Woo Min-hee’s personality, he probably thought it would be better to live with people who support him, even if it was in a remote place, rather than hanging out in a place with a lot of people he dislikes.

This is Woo Min-hee’s extremely self-centered way of life.

“I think I know why you suspect me, Woo Min-hee. I don’t take orders from anyone.”

He looked at Woo Min-hee and spoke confidently.

If her madness explodes and kills me, then it can’t be helped.

But Woo Min-hee’s suspicions did not arise solely from her strange thoughts or habits.

“That’s what my senior said.”

Squeak—

Woo Min-hee opened his mouth, scratching the marble table top with his hooked fingers.

“To be honest, you’re a selfish person, aren’t you? Huh? You’re a selfish person.”

“······.”

“It’s easy to talk about it now, but my old senior. He was amazing, wasn’t he? I’ve sometimes felt awe at how someone can think and act so self-centeredly.”

I won’t deny it.

Actually, I was that kind of person.

I have put countless people at risk for my own ends.

Even though he knew they could die, he did not stop them and left the responsibility to them.

My team’s low mortality rate is no excuse.

It could have been reduced even further.

If I wanted to.

It’s my choice.

Woo Min-hee’s words continue in silence.

“You’re really good at promoting yourself. Senior Lee Sang-hoon and Darami too. Everyone is shaking their heads at that part.”

This part is honestly a bit unfair, but if that’s what you think, then I have no choice but to accept it.

It’s just that I took more risks than others, reported more in detail, and proactively explored and organized what I didn’t know.

If that’s self-PR, I’ll take it.

“The Golden Fleece.”

Woo Min-hee put into her mouth a sign from the past that now seems worthless.

“I believe that the golden fleece that you received is a symbol that tells us everything about what kind of person you are.”

She looked straight at me.

Woo Min-hee continued speaking calmly, glaring at me with eyes like a giant snake.

“I thought that maybe this was one of my senior’s chronic illnesses that had recurred this time.”

“That’s not it.”

Woo Min-hee tilted his head.

For a moment, the future seemed blocked.

What on earth can I say to convince this twisted junior, so full of suspicion and narcissism?

To be honest, in the midst of my lack of confidence, a small prop made a sound on its own.

It’s a communicator.

As I was hesitating, Woo Min-hee gestured for me to take it.

I put on the radio and received the communication.

“Ah. Mr. Skeleton!”

Could there be a more welcome voice than this?

It’s Valentine’s Day.

“Are you busy right now? I just went up with that scary guy······.”

“A scary person?”

Woo Min-hee smiled brightly.

Your ears are so bright.

I immediately gave him my attention and listened to the rest of the story.

“Oh, that’s nothing else. I’ve received the Necropolis! That means the voices of the dead are now all around us!”

Woo Min-hee must have heard Valentine’s voice too.

I guess that wasn’t intentional.

“Necropolis?”

Woo Min-hee tilted his head.

“What? Was there another plan?”

As much as Woo Min-hee is suspicious, he also has many thoughts.

There is no doubt that her brief exchange with Valentine gave her a different perspective on Jeju Island.

But more than anything, the real reason that has dampened her spirits can be found in the intersection between me and her, who have been together for the past four years.

“Didn’t you say you knew how to use it?”

“Yeah. I know. I think it was Gu Sang-hyo. Someone with a strange name.”

“I like you, John.”

Woo Min-hee’s face distorted for the first time.

An expression that seems to say, “Eww!”

I spoke my mind without caring.

“I always wanted to be like that person.”

I looked at my cell phone.

Now the radio is on.

My junior still looks at me with an incomprehensible expression, but I now have the logic and justification to convince her.

I got up from my seat and looked down at the people below where the wall had disappeared.

“Look.”

People look at their phones.

“Huh? What is this?”

“The radio is on!”

“what?”

Invisible radio waves or voices pass between people.

The most curious boy picks up his phone and checks the Internet.

“Huh?! What is this?”

What unfolded before the boy’s eyes would be a world he knew, but at the same time a new, open world.

“Necropolis? What is this? Huh?!”

As expected of a child of his age, the boy is trying to encounter the unknown world with insatiable curiosity and passion.

“It’s all in English? Why are you all speaking in English?”

Certainly the language of the Necropolis is English.

Dead Man Walking localizes the title, but does not translate the language of the users active within it into English.

Because we don’t have the resources, ability, or resources to do that.

Machine translation is a kind of luxury that was possible thanks to Melon Mask’s Viva! Apocalypse! service.

Still, the boy tries to find his own way in the unfamiliar world.

A stubby hand without a finger fumbles around the broken LCD screen and eventually finds buttons and functions hidden in an unfamiliar language.

and.

Dead Man 1 (KOR): Hello?

The dead of a new region add their voices to the city of the dead.

And then the voice is transmitted.

Dead Man 2 (KOR): Hello?

Dead Man 3 (KOR): Hello?!

Dead Man 4 (KOR): What is this! Huh~

Dead Man 5 (KOR): Hello!

Dead Man 6 (KOR): Hello

Dead Man 7 (KOR): Nice to meet you

Dead Man 8 (KOR): Hello!

Dead Man 9 (KOR): Smooning~

Dead10(KOR): Hello!

Dead11(KOR): Hello!

…

…

“what?”

Woo Min-hee looked at her phone with an expression that was not typical of her, then stared blankly at me.

“Could this be the painting you wanted······?”

He looked at her, smiled calmly, and nodded.

“huh.”

The world is connected again.