Rust - Chapter 911



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RUST [RUST]-911

An unknown energy that was clearly felt. This was definitely faith.

[The numbers are not small either. A whopping 30,000 people have officially joined the Holy Church. The PD uncle went down and held the first meeting, and that’s what happened.]

Ki-sun’s voice sounded hazy. Compared to when he had received the faith of the rat pack, where his entire body’s muscles and nerves had felt tense, now everything seemed to be relaxed.

“Wait a minute. I think faith is starting to come into me now.”

[What? Really? Already?]

Considering that over 13 million rats had sent their faith, it was an incredible efficiency that only 30,000 people had sent meaningful faith. Before the excited Ki-soon could open his mouth, Maru said that he wanted to rest for a moment.

“Let’s take a break and then do it.”

[Okay. Contact me.]

The faith that had been pouring in warmly seemed to have taken hold and was slowly being absorbed. Maru closed his eyes without realizing it while standing.

A scene of a volcano erupting with a huge roar came to mind. It was a sight I had seen many times before, the side of a volcano exploding.

When you think of a volcanic eruption, you usually think of a peak exploding, but this time it was different. The sight of the middle of the mountain exploding and lava pouring out was realistic yet unfamiliar.

It was a vivid experience, as if I had experienced it firsthand. The sight of lava flowing and a huge amount of volcanic ash and dust covering the city was vivid.

The city, with its electricity and water cut off and roads, railways, and air traffic all paralyzed, began to turn into a giant graveyard.

People who escaped naked soon suffocated to death because the volcanic ash and dust damaged their lungs.

‘Is this a vivid dream?’

Was this a vivid dream called a lucid dream? Maru seemed to know where the volcano that had burst its side was.

‘Mt. Fuji?’

So, is the city of death Tokyo?

The scene changed quickly as if it had been timed.

The bright sun rose, followed by a shock wave and a tremendous explosion, and at the end was a spectacle of a giant mushroom cloud rising.

The building melted and crumpled as if it were made of Styrofoam. The burning building collapsed like falling dominoes, and was shattered into pieces by the strong wind that blew in.

The ground began to cave in with overwhelming violence and strange noises.

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A large hole began to form as if it had been waiting for this moment, swallowing up the surrounding buildings like a black hole.

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A thick fog began to flow out of the circular sinkhole.

And then there is the scene where monsters start to appear one by one, starting with a hand sticking out from the volcanic ash covered in fog and raising their bodies while oozing yellow pus.

Maru’s eyes opened as hundreds of thousands, millions, maybe even tens of millions of monsters headed towards a giant sinkhole.

‘Fuck. This isn’t even a dream. What the hell is going on all of a sudden?’

Maru immediately told Gi-sun about his dream.

[It seems more like a fantasy or illusion than a dream?]

“Are you saying that I was a victim of something like that?”

There was no way he, who was immune to the psychic realm, would have seen an illusion. But it was too strange to be a dream.

[I don’t know. If it’s an illusion or hallucination caused by faith.]

“······.”

An illusion created by the power of faith.

Is this the kind of vision you see after receiving the faith of Japanese refugees?

Let’s say that’s true.

What on earth does that mean?

[It seems like a collective unconscious?]

“Collective unconscious?”

The collective unconscious was a concept proposed by German psychologist Carl Jung. It is a theory that the depths of the human unconscious contain an innate structural area that goes beyond individual experience.

“So you’re saying that the collective unconsciousness of the Japanese people appeared to me in the form of dreams, illusions, and hallucinations, riding on the faith of Japanese refugees? Even though I’m not even Japanese?”

[I guess this is a world where concepts are starting to become reality. Isn’t it possible that the collective unconsciousness has entered into faith?]

It was Ki-sun who talked about the possibility that the collective unconsciousness of Japanese refugees was mixed in with their belief in Maru.

“So. What do you think the collective unconscious is about? No. If it’s a collective unconscious, then it means that the Japanese refugees unconsciously want something. What on earth do they want that the content is like that?”

Even though the vision was beginning to become reality, not everything was becoming reality. There were fairly high standards.

A strong desire had to come first, and a clear determination was needed. There had to be something urgent, something like survival, salvation, safety, or wealth, and from there, it would start.

[The souls of those who died unjustly in the earthquake and Mt. Fuji eruption may have become part of the collective unconsciousness.]

“It’s all sorts of things. Now the vengeful spirits have become the collective unconscious?”

Maru was dumbfounded. Then what about the 1.3 million Chinese armed refugees who were annihilated in one room? Even if 300,000 of them were armed groups and 1 million were refugees who were forcibly occupying the area, wouldn’t they say that it was unfair?

[That’s right. Come to think of it, our king really made a lot of manure, but he doesn’t have any vengeful spirits.]

“Don’t digress. The Japanese refugees’ collective unconsciousness is mixed in with their faith. Are you saying that it is because of the vengeful spirit? So, whether it is the vengeful spirit or the collective unconsciousness, what do you want? Didn’t you show me through your faith because you wanted something?”

If there was a collective unconsciousness, there must be a strong reason for it. If such a thing was in the faith of the Japanese refugees, it was proof that they wanted something.

[You said the last thing that came out was a sinkhole, right? I think you want to talk about that sinkhole.]

“What about the sinkhole?”

[What the vengeful spirit wants is peace. In the last scene, the corpses went into the sinkhole. I guess they want that resolved.]

“Then why did you show the earthquake and the eruption of Mt. Fuji? And the scene of the hydrogen bomb exploding too.”

Ki-soon’s squinted eyes became even narrower.

[Hmm- I don’t know about the hydrogen bomb, but earthquakes and volcanoes… aren’t they asking to be killed?]

“What? Kill what?”

[They say it’s an active fault. They say volcanoes are also living volcanoes. I wonder if they’re asking to kill it. If the collective unconsciousness showed us earthquakes and volcanoes, then it must be that.]

“This is crazy. You want me to kill the fault that caused the earthquake and the volcano? I thought it was faith, but this is crazy. This is ridiculous.”

Ki-sun’s eyes widened at Maru’s absurd words.

[If we just blow up one active volcano in Kyushu, it seems like we could wipe out the faith of the Japanese refugees. Is that impossible?]

“How? With what? To the Garden of Death? Kill the volcano with a sword? Will that work?”

[Isn’t it just a matter of cooling the volcano down in the Garden of Death?]

“······.”

Maru reacted in disbelief to Ki-sun’s story about absorbing volcanic energy in the Garden of Death.

[Our King has no faith. He even stopped bullets with the vines of death. I don’t understand why he thinks it is impossible to kill an active volcano.]

Stopping a bullet meant killing the kinetic energy of the gunshot. If the impact exceeded the limit, the vine leaves would tear and turn into black particles, but on the other hand, it was said that impacts within a certain level could be erased.

“Are you serious?”

[That doesn’t make complete sense, does it?]

“Yeah, that’s true.”

[Think about the faith that has gone out even though there are only about 30,000 Japanese refugees who have decided to believe in you. The number of Japanese refugees is 15 million. Even if only half of them believe in our king, that’s 7.5 million.]

“······.”

[First of all, I’m not saying we should go to Honshu and climb Mt. Fuji. Wouldn’t it be worth a try if it were a volcano in Kyushu?]

Maru shook his head at Ki-sun’s story that if they succeeded in destroying even a small volcano, it would be a breeze to win over the faith of the Japanese refugees.

“This is ridiculous. Seriously.”

[And it seems like there are more people in Korea who have tasted religion than expected.]

Ki-soon explained the situation of comments posted on SNS and portal sites.

“So it doesn’t seem like the Korean government and media are in collusion with the pseudo-religionists?”

[The results of the analysis are as follows. However, it is burdensome that the influence of the Holy Kingdom is growing stronger, and it is also burdensome that controversy is erupting.]

“Does it feel burdensome after cleaning it up?”

[Anyway, you’ve cleared out over 1.3 million people, including Chinese armed groups. They decided that it would be better to have the King’s past and younger sister be chewed out than to have that become a controversy. Taking advantage of this gap, the pseudo-religious people are systematically spreading shit in hopes that you might have faith in them.]

There was talk of public opinion being manipulated to prevent the faith of Korean people from reaching the bottom.

“It’s amazing in many ways.”

[That’s a Korean characteristic.]

I was amazed. I was surprised that even though I saw 1.3 million people become fertilizer on a live broadcast, I was able to get chewed out on SNS and portal sites.

Even though they have tasted the taste of faith, the pseudo-religious people who dig up the past of a being that has pushed out 1.3 million people and smear its image are amazing.

“Do you want to die?”

[Since they came here because the Korean government asked for help, they probably thought they would track down and kill ordinary people. They probably didn’t think they would die for leaving a few malicious comments. Since the cult believes in God, they have nothing to fear.]

It’s all sorts of things, really.

Japanese refugees send a belief mixed with a collective unconscious or something, Koreans are not afraid or have no concept of fear. Even the pseudo-religious were defacing Maru’s image to claim that they would eat their faith.

“Did you check the location of the pseudo-site?”

[Let’s start with the pseudo-religion. I heard that Siheung and Pyeongtaek are being attacked by Chinese armed groups. The Korean government was already pleading that they should go to Busan first. They said that Siheung and Pyeongtaek must be protected.]

“Mark the ones near the entrance to the road from here. Mark the ones near Siheung and Pyeongtaek. We’ll clean them up on the way.”

[As expected of your Majesty. I will send you the location right away.]

Maru, who had stretched by turning his neck from side to side, added.

“And think about what you would like to receive in return from the Korean government.”

[···Okay. Got it.]

Although he answered that he understood, Ki-sun was a little embarrassed.

What should I ask the Korean government for?

He’s a beggar.

We didn’t have any special resources, nor did we have any special technology. Other than the fact that we were mass producing semiconductors, we didn’t really…

But it was meaningless if the new semiconductor production process, which is produced using scientific technology that has reached a singular point, returned.

‘I really have nothing to ask for.’

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Maru was wondering what to do with the newbies. Should he just cut off their heads cleanly? Or use the Garden of Death to turn them into fertilizer?

Ki-soon recommended using the Garden of Death to kill them. The reason was that if someone you believed in as a god suddenly turned into manure, wouldn’t the lost faith be more likely to fall to the floor?

[Because they are people who believed in cults. If they witnessed the death of our king nearby, they would have come over immediately.]

The reconnaissance, using AI assistants, stratospheric blimps, and even drones, was certainly effective. It was a great success in finding everything from groups hiding in remote mountains to forces stationed in the middle of cities.

[You’re on your way, but where should you start? In the middle of the city? Or in the middle of a remote mountain?]

“city.”

[There will be immediate repercussions in the city, right?]

“It doesn’t matter.”

In Busan, they blew up the entire Japanese reconstruction association in the city center, but other cities didn’t care.

‘Here he goes again, stubborn.’

Ki-soon let out a small breath. Busan was a place that had been forcibly occupied by Japanese refugees, so the situation didn’t get any worse, but if you spread the word about death in a city where Koreans were gathered, it would naturally be controversial.

‘Have you decided to gather faith in the true God of Death?’

If he had completely made up his mind, there was no point in trying to stop him. Instead of nagging him, Ki-sun decided to evacuate the people around the target.

[This is an emergency disaster alert. Residents near the religious facility are requested to evacuate immediately.]

Disaster alerts blared across all channels. Cell phone emergency alerts sent out alerts and text messages telling people to evacuate, but the VJs smelled something in the warning.

“Evacuate near religious facilities?”

“Wasn’t there a controversy over pseudo-religion there?”

“What kind of sacrifice was it?”

“That’s where the kidnapping and brainwashing controversy took place. There.”

“Has the government finally drawn its sword?”

“It’s a bit dangerous there. A reporter and a police officer who covered the story there went missing.”

“This smells awesome?”

Contrary to Ki-sun’s intentions, people obsessed with content, including VJs, began to gather near where Maru was going.

[Crazy. We broadcasted a warning to prepare, but instead people gathered.]

And Maru didn’t care either way.

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The floor that penetrated the outer wall of the main building of the religious group opened up a garden of death.

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A swarm of death vines, blades of grass, and black rats burrowing into the building. In an instant, all the electronic devices in the vicinity went dead, and even the lights went out.

“Huh? The camera went out.”

“All the lights in the building were out.”

“Night vision goggles. Someone with night vision goggles.”

“It’s broken.”

“What the hell happened inside.”

The people waiting outside were murmuring.

“What about the drone?”

“The person who brought the drone. What are you doing if you don’t fly it?”

“Even drones are useless.”

“What? Did an EMP go off?”

And then the moment.

All the windows in the building blew out as if they had exploded.

People’s mouths dropped open at the sight of black vines climbing up the wall.

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