Chapter Index

    How much time were you spending?

    Noh Chang-hoon jumped up from his seat and held out the end of the sack to me.

    “Oh…….”

    “It’s really something I made roughly, so don’t think about stopping with that.”

    “Yes.”

    “Thinking of swinging it from a distance. You can separate it by twisting the bat.”

    “What, like this?”

    I don’t know what they did, but Noh Chang-hoon was right.

    It was a structure where a nail was driven into a mop handle and a bunch of twine was tied to the nail and connected to the baton.

    And the strings were secured with a plastic handle, and it seemed like I could just twist it to open it.

    That way, the baton and mop handle could be separated and fighting could be done at close range.

    “Well made.”

    “It just looks like it was well made. Like I said before, don’t think about stopping.”

    “Okay, I understand.”

    “Try some experiments with the tree over there.”

    “Huh? uh. What do you do?”

    “Prepare your mind for a moment.”

    “Huh, are we going to die?”

    “That may be so.”

    Noh Chang-hoon spoke seriously. I was curious as to why the mood suddenly took hold.

    Because normally, he was the guy who muttered that his morale would be low and that he should eliminate the possibility of losing.

    Well, since you’re a writer, you probably have thoughts. Do I need to hold weight like that….me?

    I was a little worried, but it was okay.

    Because there is no living being in front of that bastard’s fist.

    As for the strong mutants, the two of us can work together.

    But why do I keep looking at it?

    “Why.”

    “It would be nice if things work out well, but if they don’t, we may have to move separately.”

    “……Now?”

    “No, after capturing Baron. There’s a group of survivors I need to stop by. You may need to go to one of them.”

    “Whatever, that’s enough. That’s for later. For now, let’s catch the Baron like you said.”

    “Well, there’s nothing to say even if you run away.”

    “A, it’s a community of destiny. If you die, I’ll be screwed too. So, let’s go?”

    “No, leave the cart there.”

    “……..Why?”

    “You’ll know it when you see it.”

    Noh Chang-hoon relaxed slightly.

    Then he said it was okay to run away the entire time.

    It was surprising to see this guy who would normally complain about not lowering morale.

    So the whole way I made fun of him, asking if he was scared.

    But I was able to find out when I actually went to the airport.

    Beyond the fence blocking the site near the airport, numerous zombies were gathered.

    No, even those words were not enough. There were dozens of zombies lined up.

    I knew it instinctively. My body went beyond being hot and started to boil.

    In this case, it was right to turn around. It was not something that could be dealt with carelessly.

    I wonder if it would be possible if we all charged in together with at least dozens of survivors.

    Pyeongonini tonpani. I felt like I couldn’t win with something like this.

    To that extent, the number of regular zombies was on a different level.

    Not only that, those zombies were patrolling right now.

    Ten to twenty zombies were slowly circling the airport grounds.

    I was sure because I was watching it for about ten minutes.

    Normal zombies that are relatively safe to die are set up as sentries, and mutants are guarded.

    Then, when an intruder comes out, they fight back with regular zombies and then stab them with mutants.

    “It’s an act of suicide.”

    “Calm down.”

    “No, Changhun. It’s suicide. I’m hot right now.”

    “…..I know.”

    “My body is not just heating up, it’s boiling. I have a gut feeling that I shouldn’t go.”

    “I know.”

    “Well, you don’t have to go across here anyway.”

    “I know.”

    “If you know, what do you know?”

    My survival instinct was desperately working.

    How can I persuade this bastard to go back?

    My brain was spinning in that direction.

    But no matter how much I thought about it, there was no clear solution.

    Even though it was a poisonous insect, I knew it because I had read the entire novel.

    If the nobleman grows up at this time, the protagonist will not be able to win.

    I knew that in my brain, but it was still scary.

    Somehow this bastard said he could run away.

    They didn’t bring the cart and left it there.

    He was planning on breaking through on his own even if I didn’t follow him.

    You cannot be persuaded with ordinary words.

    If I said anything clumsily, it was obvious that this bastard would charge in alone.

    So, I took a deep breath and chose my words.

    “………………………………..”

    “If you’re going to say something, say it now.”

    “Of course, can’t I just run away? You can wait a little longer and then come to kill me.”

    “No. I know better because I’m a writer. Normally, the number of zombies should be at least half lower than this.”

    “Is there an operation?”

    “Nothing.”

    “You fucking bastard.”

    That fucking bastard just answered and climbed over the wall.

    He then says that he doesn’t have to follow me, but he does this knowing that he has no choice.

    Honestly, I wanted to run away right now, but what if that bastard dies?

    Am I stuck here for the rest of my life?

    If I’m with him, there’s at least some hope that I can escape someday.

    So, I had no choice but to follow.

    That bastard had already thrown the dice, and I had become involved in the gambling game.

    “Ha…….”

    I just sighed naturally.

    When I judged rationally, it was right to go help him now.

    But my feet didn’t fall off.

    It wasn’t the feeling that I could die, but the feeling that I was really dying.

    It’s not something you do while fighting, it’s even before you fight.

    So I had no choice but to quietly watch Noh Chang-hoon fight.

    Anyway, ordinary zombies were no match for Noh Chang-hoon.

    Noh Chang-hoon grabbed the arm of one of the zombies and swung loudly.

    Every time that happened, the zombies flew into the air and fell to the ground.

    Noh Chang-hoon, who made his way, rushed forward and was soon covered by screaming zombies.

    Sometimes, when I saw his arm move, it seemed like he was anticipating it and tensing his muscles to block it, but I was certain it wouldn’t last long.

    Killing the Baron meant encountering various mutants.

    The Baron is so careful that he even has a successor to protect himself.

    It was difficult to see that there were no guards at all.

    I thought maybe 30 minutes wouldn’t last long.

    “………………….”

    Yeji Lee’s voice was heard.

    Sister, sister. I heard the young child’s voice.

    I heard the voice of an unknown man.

    Sister, sister. I heard a voice squeezing out strength.

    So I put my headset on and held the mop handle tightly.

    For some reason, I thought I was having a bit of a comfortable time.

    I knew it would come back like this.

    As expected, it wasn’t right for me to be comfortable with my body.

    The right thing to do was to survive desperately by rolling over and begging for your life.

    When I thought that way, I felt comfortable.

    “Baby bread is going to be huge again.”

    I remembered the time I heard Yeji Lee ask me to be bait.

    For a moment, I wondered if we would ever meet again alive.

    When I came to my senses, I was running through the airport grounds, over the wall.

    Of course, as time passed, the zombies that Noh Chang-hoon had broken through were standing up.

    “Hantane, Hanta. If you don’t do it, you’ll die!”

    I gritted my teeth and swung the pyeongon to the side.

    The baton that made the sound smashed the zombies’ heads.

    However, I only caught three or four at most, so it wasn’t noticeable.

    Because other zombies will quickly fill the empty space.

    Rather, the fact that time was dragging on like this was meaningless.

    So I ran with minimal effort.

    If you stop even once, it will be over.

    “Ack! Ah, write!”

    “Grrr!”

    “Don’t bite, you bastard!”

    “Wow!”

    “Ugh….!”

    I don’t have the breakthrough power of Noh Chang-hoon.

    I should have run with him when he was going in the first place.

    That way, we would have been able to use that momentum to destroy the zombies together.

    However, tanks without damage control had no choice but to be bitten.

    Naturally, the zombies grabbed hold of their bodies and stretched out.

    Then whether the bite wound opens or not. Whether your body gets scratched or not.

    I had no choice but to ignore it and run away.

    Except for swinging the pyeongon when I thought it was a little dangerous, I kept running like that.

    Fortunately, thanks to Noh Chang-hoon’s attention, there was relatively less chase by zombies near the airport building.

    At least I had time to get in the door and catch my breath.

    And I knew what to do now.

    I quickly separated the baton and mop handle and inserted them into the glass door handle.

    Just in case, I locked the manual lock on top and took a breath.

    “Ugh, I got bitten so bad.”

    The body condition was not good because the insects took a single bite and passed by.

    At least there was less flesh missing from the arms, but not from the legs.

    Even if I couldn’t do it, I could feel that I had lost about 500g.

    It was like dipping my legs into a river full of piranhas.

    Fuck, for some reason it stings every time I walk.

    Still, it was better because I was inside the building.

    Above all, I was reassured that I could hear thumping noises as if there was a fight somewhere.

    The groans of the zombies were echoing, as if that bastard Noh Chang-hoon was having fun smashing things.

    So I ran down the hallway to fight back, and I saw zombies.

    Yeah, whatever. It was worth it because Baron deliberately gathered other zombies here.

    There could be dozens of regular zombies making out here.

    “Ami.”

    But why are regular zombies holding weapons?

    Of course, it was just a basic jjangdol or something, but as soon as I saw it, I felt a sense of ominousness.

    No, it was ominous. The zombie in front clumsily pulled his arm back.

    And in response to Pointer’s short groan, other zombies also threw stones.

    I wasn’t aiming and my posture was a mess, but the force itself was not something to be ignored.

    I knew it after getting hit a few times. If you hit it wrong, it goes straight to the goal.

    “That!”

    “Again?”

    Unfortunately, the place I entered was a dead end, so I couldn’t escape.

    Moreover, if you opened the door too hastily, there was a high possibility that you would become a sandwich.

    It’s truly a dilemma. The fact that I had to clumsily turn my head to enter the narrow hallway also played a role.

    Only after a physical fight can you enter the narrow hallway.

    That way, you could deal with a small number of zombies at a time.

    However, this is no different from preparing a target that is easy to hit.

    And as if I was right, a rock flew at my forehead.

    “…….Ouch.”

    Blood flowed slowly along with a burning sensation.

    And the zombies all pulled back their other hands as if that was a signal.

    One in each hand. That’s a total of two throws.

    I felt like I should be thankful that I didn’t carry a rock in my pocket.

    With that in mind, I hurriedly crouched down and tried to block as much as I could with my arms and baton.

    Of course, the stones hurt like hell.

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