Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 382



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Hiding a House in the Apocalypse Chapter 351

143. Broadcast

After extensive discussions with Fox Games, we agreed not to publish what we saw.

Despite the long discussion, the agreement was reached smoothly.

Even the dark ambitions and servile nature of Fox Games were so overwhelming that the weight of the reality we saw was too much to bear.

Fox Games just asked me one question.

Foxgame: I heard that Diesirae is a skilled hunter. Tell me your opinion as a hunter.

Fox Games: What happens to us?

The answer is clear.

Skeleton: Humanity will perish.

SKELTON: No, maybe a very small number will survive.

SKELTON: I don’t know. I don’t know if we can be included in it.

Fox Game: 1,000 people left in Jeju Island?

SKELTON: Well.

Nothing is certain.

Some say that humans can survive to a limited extent in the area where erosion between cracks does not overlap, called Shangri-La. However, considering that erosion has never moved as we think, the safe zone called Shangri-La may be an illusion.

The same goes for islands.

Although it is said that erosion cannot invade the sea, we have seen time and again that erosion has passed the river without a care and has colored the area beyond the riverbank.

If you bring up the issues of salinity, water depth, and water pressure, I am not an expert so I don’t have a clear answer to refute, but as I said before, erosion is unpredictable.

Being on an island doesn’t seem to guarantee survival.

I guess I just live a little longer than other people.

If we’re going to talk about a more realistic plan, it would be to go to the moon.

This is also a very science fiction idea, but wouldn’t it be better than an Earth that is destined to be completely eroded?

It’s only 1/6th the size of Earth, but there is still some gravity.

Message from unicorn18: I feel like something big is going to happen soon.

Message from unicorn18: Everyone here is in shock right now.

Message from unicorn18: There will be a broadcast in the name of the government soon.

Message from unicorn18: Anyway, things are a bit hectic here too. Let’s talk later.

It was not hard to see that she was also in a very confused state as she watched the unicorn messages flying in at intervals of 3, 7, and sometimes 30 minutes.

Well, that’s to be expected.

According to confidential documents discovered by me and Foxgame, there are plans to evict all but 1,000 people from Jeju, where about 100,000 people currently live.

They say it’s to prevent the cracks from opening again in response to population growth, but is it really that easy to move a hundred thousand people around the world these days?

Even if you move, where?

I wonder how we will feed those 100,000 people right now, but I can’t even imagine how we will persuade the people who have settled in Jeju Island to return to the mainland.

“Come together, everyone. I have something to tell you.”

I was holed up in a bunker for several days trying to declassify confidential documents.

I need to tell the truth, if only for the sake of my colleagues who suffered in my place.

In front of everyone, I revealed the confidential information that Foxgame and I had discovered.

At first, the atmosphere was cheerful and there were some light-hearted jokes, but as the conversation progressed, the atmosphere became noticeably heavier.

“The crack was something that could be closed.”

“Regular Awaken? You mean Awakens above level 5? Huh? You’re saying that you lost all the kids you’ve been gathering for 2 years by telling all sorts of lies?”

“······.”

“What happens to us now?”

Everyone vaguely knew that there would be more bad days than good days ahead, but it seems they couldn’t help but be shocked when the gloomy future was confirmed in this way.

Even I, who had long thought that the human era would end, was shocked, so how much more shocked must other people have been?

“So what should we do now?”

I think it was very typical of Rebecca to show her will to live while everyone else was feeling down.

“How can I continue to live?”

I can’t answer a question I don’t know the answer to.

However, it doesn’t look good to just give up hope.

So, I’ve unpacked some of the information I know.

“I heard there is a place called Shangri-La.”

“Shangri-La.”

“huh.”

Explained about Shangri-La.

The intersection of the areas not affected by the erosion of each crack.

That there are people living in extremely limited areas.

Considering that there are sightings in India and China, countries that have already been completely eroded, it is unlikely to be an entirely far-fetched phenomenon.

Perhaps a Shangri-La could be created within the Korean Peninsula.

But in my honest opinion, Shangri-La is not a pure paradise as its name suggests.

Wouldn’t a paradise that can support only a small population result in countless people fighting over it?

It’s like the musical chair game we often played during recreation time.

It’s quite different from what we did at school in that we’re carrying guns.

“Shangri-La.”

Still, the mere existence of the concept of Shangri-La can provide some relief.

“Where are you?”

“Well, Korea is still undergoing erosion. We’ll have to wait and see how it goes.”

I have no intention of going to a place called Shangri-La.

Of course, each person’s conclusion is different.

“I heard that kids from Jeju Island come here.”

Clank-

Ha Tae-hoon showed a subtle antipathy while checking the gun.

“How shameless.”

He looked back at us.

“If the Jeju Island kids come back, I won’t leave them alone.”

Although Ha Tae-hoon is classified as a moderate in our field, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have any hatred.

Like any other person who couldn’t go to Jeju, Ha Tae-hoon hated Jeju.

However, in Ha Tae-hoon’s case, the hatred is deeper than average.

“······I’ll go to the military or anywhere. But I can’t stand seeing those who left us behind and laughed at us shamelessly showing up.”

Although his rank is lower than mine, he is the highest ranking student in our school.

When he revealed his true feelings, Cheon Yeong-jae, who usually smiled and joked around, maintained a stern expression and did not say anything.

“As for me, I just wish I could live with my mother for a long time.”

Bang Jae-hyuk, who had been frowning the whole time because his legs were sore today, broke the heavy atmosphere.

“This place is nice, but what is that? Shangri-La? I’ll go there once it’s confirmed.”

Bang Jae-hyuk is a thorough survivalist.

His motto seems to be to survive for a long time no matter what happens in the world.

What sets him apart from the average survivalist is that his survival always includes his mother.

It’s a new thing, but he is a filial son.

A rare sight in today’s world.

“I have to stay by Senior Park’s side.”

Thanks to Bang Jae-hyuk, the atmosphere suddenly became one where he could reveal his ambitions, so Cheon Yeong-jae opened his mouth with a bitter smile, looking at my expression.

“I owe a lot to Senior Park. Therefore, as long as this gentleman needs me······.”

“Don’t worry about what I think and do as you please.”

Although Cheon Yeong-jae is an excellent fighter, I have no intention of tying him down with a debt of gratitude.

That’s not my style.

I think that since the environment has changed rapidly, we must find our own way to survive.

It’s not my decision, nor is it my responsibility.

“okay?”

It seemed that my remarks had come across as unexpectedly harsh, so Cheon Yeong-jae stuck out his mouth and corrected his opinion.

“Then I should go to the bunker where my worthless father was.”

“The place on that mountain?”

“The facilities are nice, right?”

I can’t say the facilities are as good as my bunker, but it definitely cost more than mine.

Well, it’s generally true that the more money you put into a bunker, the better it gets, but that’s not always true.

A bunker filled with passion, interest and knowledge can sometimes be better than one that costs 10 times more.

That’s my bunker.

It was now the turn of mother and daughter Rebecca.

“We will be here.”

Rebecca spoke in a dull, almost curt tone, still looking at her awkward colleagues with blinking eyes.

“I’ll wait for my husband.”

Bang Jae-hyuk and Cheon Young-jae smiled bitterly at the word husband, but Rebecca paid no attention.

“We’re still looking for him, but he’s definitely alive. He’s coming by plane. Melon Mask’s drone planes are flying around the world, right?”

It may be an impossible dream for some, but I support Rebecca’s dream.

People need hope to survive.

Anyway, it was my turn.

Despite the tragedy in Jeju, my thoughts remain unchanged.

It was when I was looking around at my colleagues and trying to tell them about my unchanging way of thinking.

Beep be …

The K-walkie-talkie suddenly made a sound.

It’s not just mine.

Everyone’s radios simultaneously emitted a sound effect indicating that a transmission had been received.

This is not an ordinary radio wave.

“Is this a radio broadcast?”

These are radio waves transmitted from a broadcasting station equipped with large-scale broadcasting equipment.

Cheon Yeong-jae, who was good at radio waves, soon recognized the frequency.

“Huh? Is this the government frequency?!”

Chijijijik—

In the sudden silence, each of their radios uttered the same voice.

“Dear citizens. This is from the Jeju Provisional Government.”

This is a message from Jeju.

The moment the word Jeju rang out, we exchanged glances with our own emotions.

It looks like the government is finally going to announce its position.

I listened to the broadcast that continued in silence.

“Thanks to the efforts of the savior, Kang Hanmin, we have succeeded in closing the Jeju Rift. That’s right! We have sealed the dimensional gap, the Rift, which is the greatest threat to humanity, with the power of humanity!”

I wondered who the speaker was.

Young voice.

It’s a voice I don’t recognize.

At least not Gong Kyung-min, Na Hye-in, or Kang Han-min.

The broadcast continued.

“However, at the time the crack was closed, the harmful air that flowed out of the crack, scientists are still trying to determine the cause, and this toxic air is slowly spreading throughout Jeju. Just by inhaling this air, it severely reduces human bodily functions, destroys thinking as if you have dementia, and quickly eats away at our lives.”

Cheon Yeong-jae, who had been listening to those words, opened his mouth for the first time.

“gas?”

He looked at me.

He shook his head.

That’s a lie.

“With the closure of the rift, our species has secured a path to survival, but there is still a long way to go. According to expert analysis, the harmful substances released from the closed Jeju rift are estimated to remain in the Jeju area for at least 10 years and cause harm to humans.”

“Accordingly, our Jeju government is considering relocating citizens residing in Jeju to safe areas outside of Jeju Island.”

“Currently, Seoul is building a new infrastructure that can accommodate millions of citizens. It may not be as big as the movies of the past, but many patriotic warriors, including Kang Han-min, who achieved a brilliant victory in Jeju, are planning to arrive in Seoul in the near future to close the Paju Crack······.”

At this point I got up from my seat.

It’s a pointless story that I don’t need to hear any more.

It may not be all lies, but truth is mixed in with lies.

The people who gathered in Jeju to survive will now be kicked out back to the mainland.

In Jeju, only the committee that drove out Yang Sang-gil, who led this whole situation, and a very small number of people who will serve them will remain.

Kang Han-min left a message saying he would come back here again, but I’m not sure.

Whether they have the power to send strong people here.

“I’ll stand guard today.”

He came out of the winter house with a gun.

A cold wind and white snow-covered ground greet me.

Current temperature video 2 degrees.

We follow the familiar patrol route towards the top of the hill.

Stand on the observation deck covered with a white camouflage net and look around.

Smoke can be seen rising in the distance.

“······.”

He remained silent and watched his surroundings.

Because in winter, not only people but also mutations often roam around.

The colleagues who entered the winter house seemed to be in shock and did not move for quite some time.

Perhaps the government’s broadcast is continuing, or they are discussing future plans.

It’s been four years since the war started.

A truly great change has taken place.

It will obviously shake up our future.

By now, hundreds of posts are being uploaded per minute to our bulletin board and the Red Archive bulletin board.

It’s an interesting situation, but it’s not really worth reading.

Because we know the whole story.

The work continued until sunset.

As the spider web began to cover the snowfield, footsteps were heard.

It’s Suu’s footsteps.

Suu was holding a thermos in his hand.

“Skeleton.”

Suu handed me a thermos.

“Eat this.”

“thank you.”

I opened the lid and it was cocoa.

I tasted it.

write.

It looks like they only put in a little bit because sugar has become expensive.

“how is it?”

“It looks edible.”

Suu stared blankly at me as I drank my bitter cocoa, and then opened her mouth as if she had been waiting for me to look at her.

“What are you going to do with Skeleton now?”

“me?”

“Yeah. Skeleton hasn’t told us what to do next yet, right?”

Oh, I see.

My opinion was not expressed.

To be exact, the moment I was about to speak, the government broadcast rang out.

He stared at the snowy field shrouded in darkness with a faint smile on his face.

“I will stay here.”

“Here?”

“Yeah. This is where I live.”

“Skeleton doesn’t have a hometown?”

“I have a hometown too, but it’s not up to me to decide.”

Knock knock-

I tapped my hand on the protruding rock wall that forms part of the observatory.

“This is the place I chose.”

He nodded.

“Yeah, maybe it’s a grave.”

Even if this area is eroded and everyone leaves someday, I will protect this area.

There is no need to think about the story after that.

“But you know, Suu.”

“huh.”

“I’m going to try to live as happily as possible until I die.”

Because what matters is every moment we are in.

*

Chijijik-

It was a day after the Jeju government broadcast that I received a call from my junior, Woo Min-hee.

“It’s a bit late, but senior.”

She said in a voice that seemed unusually cheerful compared to usual.

“Don’t you want to gradually rise to a position befitting a senior?”

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