episode_0029

“Don’t stand there!?”

“Would you stand if it were you, you idiot!”

Now I had to run away no matter what.

The other person is holding a revolver.

Of course there was nothing I could do about that.

If I just pull the trigger, I die. But there’s no way you can stick your body in there.

So I lowered my posture and quickly ran away.

“This bastard!”

“Heng, if you catch it, why don’t you catch it!”

It was a shame to leave it at the supermarket, but it wasn’t worth it more than my life.

And you can’t shoot from this distance anyway.

If you fire a gun, the sound will be extremely loud.

Rather than risk the zombies coming and shoot, that bastard will run and chase me.

And as if my prediction was correct, it started running.

“No, why are you so fast!”

“Then it must be slow! you you! If you get caught, don’t let them go!”

“Evil!”

I couldn’t escape to the PC room.

But there was nowhere else to go but there.

No, when I thought about it, I thought I could hide there.

If I block all the entrances to the PC room and stage a sit-in, there’s no way for him to catch me.

So I ran into the PC room with all my might.

Put up the bars and erect all the obstacles that can be erected.

And I was able to close all the doors in time.

No, not all of them were closed.

“Ebebebe.”

“… ”

I had to make fun of that bastard.

“Why don’t you put a gun through the door and shoot? Why not shoot it?”

“Hey!”

The door to the PC room rattled, but that was all.

I hastily brought a desk or monitor to block it, so no matter what I do, I won’t be able to open it now.

As if he knew this, the iron gate shook with an angry scream.

But you can’t help it? What if that bastard comes looking for another entrance? It’s just a wasted effort here.

… Still, just in case, I carefully blocked and locked the other entrances.

“Changhun. Noh Chang-hoon. Our Changhoon.”

“… ”

“Okay, let’s hear why you came here. You’re a writer. Even if I do, why did you come here?”

“It’s a long story, will you listen?”

“There’s nothing I can’t listen to.”

I just sat down.

Just in case, I piled up more things at the entrance and waited patiently.

Fortunately, the author did not try to resist any further.

After some rustling, the conversation began.

“There was a god. Goddess.”

“Goddess? What nonsense.”

“Then how do you explain what came into the novel?”

“… That’s right. Keep trying.”

“When I die for the first time, he wants to create the world he wants by making me the main character.”

“Ah.”

“But honestly, we shouldn’t have a zombie apocalypse, right? So I said I would write it. Zombie-themed.”

“Well, how did they get it adopted?”

“Yes.”

It was literally a story that could have come out of a novel.

If I hadn’t entered the novel, they would have cursed me and treated me like an idiot.

But now I have entered the novel, and I have become a woman.

So there was no reason not to believe it. Yes, there must have been a God. Goddess or whatever.

“But why did you come in?”

“The goddess struck betrayal. Originally, I was going to bring in other people to simulate it.”

“Ah, readers like me? Well, why. Even those who wrote 5,700 characters?”

“No, the conditions were simple. People who downloaded the text I posted on the reading site on the day I finished it.”

“Ah.”

“I guess that means we recruited people for 3 hours and you are there.”

There was something that stung.

So, this little novel was very popular.

So, among the reading sites, there was someone who was broadcasting.

When a new painting is uploaded every day, the person who creates a text copy of the novel and uploads it.

Since the site was probably the largest reading site in the country, it seemed like more people than expected came to it.

“Even if I can’t do it, there will be dozens of people.”

“I guess so.”

“Ha, fuck. If I had known that would happen, I would have downloaded it later.”

“You bastard.”

“Cow? Are you flirting?”

I peeked my head out through the open door.

The writer outside the door looked very angry.

It was quite a sight to see him clenching his teeth and the veins growing on his forehead.

“Ah, I told you to open it and hit it if you pinch it. I told you to at least shoot a gun.”

“… Anyway, finally, I was let into this novel.”

“Well, there’s no way out?”

“Yes. To complete this novel.”

It’s the end of the novel.

At first glance, it seemed like an easy thing to say.

Since the author is the one who wrote this novel, he must be familiar with most of the events.

However, this was not easy at all when reality correction was added.

Right now, I know everything about zombies, but I fought them while getting bitten several times.

“Thank you for the good knowledge. I guess I can just zone out there for a few days and then go on my way.”

“… What if you don’t like it?”

“What should I do if I don’t like it? Come in? I saw you use the dragon earlier.”

“… ”

The sound of long, deep breathing was heard.

And a hand came out through the open gap.

The author, who had a strong grip on the iron door, pushed the door open in an instant.

“Huh? Huh?!”

In an instant, my vision turned over.

It was because I was sitting on a desk that I had used as a barricade to tease him from up close.

And I felt pain in my back. It was clearly an ugly fall.

But there was no time to whine in pain. So I got up right away.

The door shook hard once more, and the writer came out with a grim expression on his face.

I first grabbed the baton.

“I came in, I came.”

“Yeah, I know!”

And then he suddenly swung.

Originally, I thought it would be better to hit him first and teach him the relationship between superiors and subordinates, saying he was sure to win first.

The author expertly blocked the attack with his left arm.

But looking at the frown, it didn’t seem like there was any damage at all.

Yes, I got hit by this metal ball, but it doesn’t hurt at all.

“You mean to do it right!?”

“Okay, let’s do it right.”

“You think I’m a fool!”

When the writer tried to pull out a gun, he quickly hit it with his baton.

The author gave an embarrassed smile, probably not expecting to get hit on the finger.

The gun landed in the right place.

It rolled under the desk, and I was able to pick it up.

So, I immediately put the baton down on the ground and launched myself.

“Oops!”

The writer tried to run away, but it was too late.

I picked up the gun and smiled triumphantly.

Then he stood up and aimed straight at the writer.

“You bastard, raise your hands!”

Did you think “ would be embarrassed?”

“Huh?”

There were no bullets in the revolver.

So, what I’m saying is that I was fooled by an empty gun and ran away.

Before I knew it, the writer’s fist flew into my face.

So I threw away the gun and hurriedly crossed my arms to cover my face.

But suddenly I felt pain in my stomach.

I don’t know how he did it, but his fist went straight down while he was trying to hit my face.

Of course, I had no choice but to open my eyes and face it.

Maybe it would have been better if it could have been avoided.

This couldn’t be avoided at all.

Still, it wasn’t to the point where I couldn’t hit it at all. Tears and snot are flowing, and gastric juice is slowly flowing from the mouth.

“Ma, it’s worth it! Hehe!”

“He said he deserved it!”

The writer who accidentally punched the desk got angry.

But I also had something to say. Are you going to just accept that I’m an asshole?

Fortunately, I was able to avoid one attack, which saved me some time.

So, I immediately picked up the baton and swung it from bottom to top.

“… !”

“How does it taste!”

It’s not a very strong attack, but it still hurts because it’s quite powerful.

As if my prediction was correct, the author took a few steps backwards and stumbled.

I got ready to swing the baton again and walked forward.

I knew something about it because I fought a boxer.

For people who usually use their fists, distance is important.

If you didn’t give distance, you were bound to get hit.

But looking at my physical condition, I felt like I wouldn’t be able to control the distance well.

It was worth it because I fought again without recovering properly.

I already felt dizzy after moving a few times.

Still, it wasn’t to the point where I couldn’t fight at all.

I was able to predict to some extent whether I had accumulated some time or not.

Moreover, that guy’s posture was strange, as if he had relaxed a bit earlier.

So like this! I was able to predict at least one punch and block it like a bunt.

“Where!”

“… Pfft.”

“Your fists are slow, can you hit that slow?”

“After getting hit earlier.”

“That’s manners, you bastard. I got hit once.”

I measured the distance by slowly swinging the baton.

The author also took a stance roughly as if he were boxing.

It looks like they’re trying to attack with a mix of fakes like before.

To be honest, it felt a little ominous now. I might not be able to block it properly, or I might not be able to avoid it.

But it seemed to be the same for him too.

It seemed like he was just taking steps roughly, but I could see him flinching every time he stepped with his left foot.

“Writer, are you hurt a lot?”

“You must have been hurt.”

“Heng. If you’re not injured, why are your steps unstable?”

“But you are also very tired.”

“… Who do you think is tired? I, Ye-ji Lee, are in good hands, I am in good hands.”

There was a war of nerves between them for a while.

And the leader was a writer.

It was a typical body blow that made my stomach tingle as soon as I saw it.

Fortunately, this time, I predicted it once and acted in a timely manner to stop it.

But I couldn’t stop my posture from becoming disturbed.

That kid obviously got hurt, but he was so strong that I was pushed back.

“… ”

“… ”

There was silence for a moment.

I took my stance again and adjusted my grip on the baton.

eight. Even if you can’t do it, your body. I felt like I needed to hit him a few more times before I could talk with confidence.

But the writer suddenly hid behind his desk.

Then, as if he had no intention of leaving, he kicked the opening of the door he had entered through.

This just made me feel embarrassed. I thought only I would do the sit-in protest, but I never thought he would do it.