Rust - Chapter 217



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RUST-217

Chief Dan Brown swore without realizing it.

It was the limit.

It wasn’t just the Department of Homeland Security. Entire branches of government, including the Virginia Department of Homeland Security and the Federal Bureau of Investigation, were stretched to their limits.

A complex array of problems, ranging from the future leadership of the government to the resulting economic, political, and environmental problems, were occurring simultaneously.

And that too, continuously.

Russia, China, Saudi Arabia, Israel, Syria, and Turkey were all engrossed in playing with violence, while Japan, with its side burst, was sucking up American troops and supplies like a black hole.

Africa began to play folk games to annihilate enemy tribes, and refugees began to flock to Europe and trash Europe.

There’s an uproar about energy prices skyrocketing because of Russia, and Europe was shutting down nuclear power plants due to concerns over the Fukushima nuclear accident in Japan, so what are we going to do about Europe’s energy problems if this happens all of a sudden?

The financial markets have also exploded. There is already inflation due to the overflow of money printed because of the coronavirus, and there are signs that it will explode one after another, starting with rising energy prices.

Taking advantage of this chaos, drugs began to run rampant.

The situation is such that even black gangs are going crazy over the South American cartels that China has intervened in, and if there is even a death during an arrest, the protests against the violent suppression quickly turn into looting and rioting. It was a mess like this.

It was too cruel that a mutant virus broke out here. Intermittent explosive disorder was serious, and even a variant that could eat the brain and heart appeared, and even animals started to mutate.

Even if it was the United States, there was no way to avoid being attacked all at once like this. Since we had to survive right now, we had no choice but to think about reducing the immediate losses. So we had to resort to unreasonable measures.

If I had time, I would have found a good solution. But I didn’t have time for that now. I was in a hurry to avoid the worst.

Chief Dan Brown took a sip of his stomach medicine.

Maru continued to insert facts, whether he knew the feelings of the exaggeration or not.

“If the heads of the mutated bears and wolves in Yellowstone Park have improved, then the hunters who entered the park should consider it too late.”

What the rat did, can’t the bear and the wolf do?

Even a pack of rats is a failure in difficulty control, so when it comes to mutated grizzly bears and gray wolves, those who have already entered should give up and prevent further damage.

“Ambush, surprise attack, and hunting by driving are all fine because they are done by animals that hunt in groups, but cutting wires or digging traps. I don’t think it’s something that can be simply thought of as a matter of being smarter.”

The Department of Homeland Security and other government agencies were thinking the same thing. Each agency was taking the current situation very seriously, to the point where they were talking about going into a level 1 emergency. That was also why the military suggested using poison gas to drive them out.

[The military is insisting on using poison gas.]

“Poison gas? Didn’t you say that air support would be difficult?”

[Because you can use missiles or perform operations while being prepared for air losses.]

That meant the mutated bears and wolves in Yellowstone Park were a danger.

[What do you think? Use of poison gas.]

There was a pause in the conversation and silence followed.

There were mixed opinions on the use of poison gas. Scientifically speaking, there is no way to develop resistance to poison gas, but that is not the case. Were cockroaches wiped out by pesticides? What about mosquitoes and flies?

Just as there are weeds that do not die no matter how much herbicide is sprayed, even if something is 99-100% effective in the laboratory, you never know what variables might arise in the field.

What if something resistant to poison appeared? It could have been a waste of a card that needed to be used at a really dangerous moment.

The military thought the opposite. If you save it, it will turn into shit. You know what happens when a mutation occurs. The only thing that remains is to kill it as quickly as possible. What if it can develop resistance to poison gas? What if it doesn’t develop resistance?

Even if they build up resistance, wouldn’t it be easier to clean up if we drastically reduce the number? So let’s just spray them out and clean them up. That was the military’s idea.

As Den Brown waited for Maru’s answer, the intercom rang loudly.

A red flash. It was an emergency call.

[I have to hang up now because something urgent came up.]

“Yes. Thank you for your hard work.”

[Then I will contact you later.]

Maru hung up the phone and lay down on the sunbed. The sunlight made his body tired.

“You heard the story? We only work with the Department of Homeland Security. Don’t open the door for anyone else.”

“Yes? Yes.”

Hood, who had been standing blankly next to me, nodded. I thought he would talk more comfortably, but he did it again. Is he usually like this? But when the topic came up, it was good to talk about it all.

“Over there… and they say they’re all out of beef.”

“What? Beef?”

What does that mean? You must have brought 40kg? Even if you ate as much as you wanted, shouldn’t you have 30kg left? At Hood’s words, Maru looked at the swimming pool. Kim Yang, who was playing dead on the water.

You were singing about meat… No matter how much you sing about meat, it’s impossible to eat more than 30kg. I don’t know if it’s 3kg, but isn’t it impossible to eat 30kg?

When Maru sees Ms. Kim, Hood goes into further explanation that it is not that.

“Huh? I didn’t know it was beef imported from Korea, so the employees here used it when cooking.”

Come to think of it, there was a lot of it and I put it in the restaurant’s large refrigerator. So did you think it was okay to use it?

Instead of just eating something light and sleeping before going to bed last night, I should have eaten meat with Ms. Kim. I don’t know when I’ll be able to eat Korean beef again.

“There must be some meat stored in the freezer.”

Every freezer is filled with food. They put in as much as they can, so there should be plenty of meat. What are you talking about?

“Because there’s no chef with experience in regular meat, they said they didn’t touch it. So they need to ask the butcher for additional orders.”

The ones stacked in the freezer were whole pieces before being cut into pieces. Do chefs not know how to do that? By the way, it was surprising that all the beef in the refrigerator was gone.

There are over 500 people in the building, so if you feed 500 people three meals and snacks, the number will decrease significantly.

‘500 people is too many.’

There were many, but most of them were unnecessary.

Isn’t it funny that the people who guard the modular nuclear power plant in three shifts, the security guards in the server room and supercomputer, the people who supervise the security guards, and their families, lovers, and such are fed for free?

I’ve been haphazardly passing through things because I’ve been busy, but it seems like I need to clean up everything. I’ve cleaned up the spies, and I need to clean up the insectivores too.

“Okay, let’s restock the meat stock first. It’s going to be consumed faster than expected, so we’ll need to prepare for that as well.”

Since the animals have started to mutate right away, and since we don’t know what caused the mutation, we don’t know when the grazing cattle will be affected. We have to prepare the quantity before that happens.

“And please check the identities and special skills of all the people who have moved in here, and separate out the people who are useless and just waste food.”

Hood, who had been nodding his head in agreement with Maru’s words, “Okay,” and “Yes, I see,” questioned Maru’s suggestion to classify them separately.

“How should we classify children among those people?”

“Children?”

Retired Homeland Security agents helped with security during the construction of the building. And when the building was finally filled with residents, they brought their families with them. Regular Homeland Security agents who had homes nearby also moved into the building.

‘Ah- oh- it’s complicated.’

The problem was the future. What about the children when they are trying to reorganize the personnel? And what about the family members who have jobs outside of the country? They immediately blocked the entry of other organizations, so commuting to and from work is impossible.

It wasn’t something that could be solved simply by organizing it.

The Vladimir Tower had to be both a shelter and a self-sufficient village. This required principles of production and distribution.

‘Since it’s a village, a village chief? We need someone to play that role.’

A butler? A caretaker? They needed someone to do that kind of work. They needed a professional, not someone who would order Hood around like they do now.

‘I need someone I can trust and leave things to. Someone who knows how to do well.’

Suddenly, Chief Dan Brown came to mind. If he did it, half of the residents would be from the Department of Homeland Security, so even small problems would be solved in one go.

‘It’ll be difficult.’

You’re already so busy, do you think you’d do it if I asked you to come in and do housework? After all, you’re the director of the Department of Homeland Security.

‘When will that guy Kisun contact me?’

If Ki-soon had been here, the management would have taken care of it. It was a room where many thoughts came to mind.

“First of all. Please organize the personnel information. And please arrange a place for me to talk to the residents this evening.”

“Yes? You’re meeting with the residents in person? All of them?”

“Yes. Every single one of them.”

“All right.”

Anyway, since we’re on the subject, I had to organize it.

What to do in the future? How to operate? Above all, who owns this building? I had to clearly show them. So that there would be no unnecessary cutting.

The figure of Hood going to work. Maru’s gaze, which had been watching the back of Hood, who was wrapped tightly around his entire body, turned to the swimming pool.

Just floating around blankly, I noticed Kim Yang, who was healing herself by playing drift. Her expression was carefree, without any worries or concerns.

“Hey- Get some rest.”

“?”

Because I’m going to be busy from now on.

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Hood’s work was quite neat. Perhaps because he was dealing with information, he did a good job organizing the requested character profiles.

“It’s going to be difficult to make a table tonight. I have people working outside.” “Okay. Please make a table as soon as possible.”

They said there were over 500 people, but when I looked at the profiles, I saw there were only about 350.

“It seems like the profile numbers are small?”

“Among those who came from outside, there was no information on those from other organizations and the military. Should we look for it in the relevant organizations?”

They’re talking about hacking.

“I don’t think you’ll go that far.”

I will politely decline any nitpicking.

“I’d like to expel everyone except those involved with the Department of Homeland Security. Is there any way to do that?”

“Yes? How?”

“···No. First, tell them all to gather when they see each other’s faces.”

“yes.”

To get rid of them all, it was best to go to the Department of Homeland Security. Maru called Chief Dan Brown.

Tiring ringing …

[I’m in a meeting right now. Please call back later.]

He said something urgent came up, but it seemed like he really had a lot on his plate. Maru left a message as if he was making a complaint. Didn’t you say you would take care of the other agency’s people last time? Please resolve this quickly.

Maru checked the profiles one by one. In the case of the Department of Homeland Security, everyone was more like a civil servant. I thought there would be a lot of specialists who could provide intelligence, but that wasn’t the case.

The same goes for those families, people with professional qualifications were extremely rare. There were no jobs for the future, either. So it was hard to find people working in fields like welding, plumbing, tile, electricity, or carpentry.

When I tried to manage it, I found that there were a lot of problems with the residents. What should I do? Should I put up a notice to recruit residents?

Woohoo-

A text from Manager Dan Brown.

[Please check TV breaking news.]