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Zombie-style Combat

Dwarves holding fruit knives lunged at me.

Their momentum was that they only needed to succeed once due to the wound aggravation.

But the difference that comes from size is significant.

‘I felt it acutely while facing the Vampire Giant…’

He massacred dozens of dogs even while holding one hand to his head.

His movements are a good example of how to use one’s body when facing those smaller than oneself.

There’s no need to exert great force in one blow.

What’s important is smoothness and naturalness.

Even a moderately swung attack will be a critical hit to them.

Whoosh – Thud. Thwack –

The chair shatters their bones and rips their flesh.

But I don’t feel that it’s difficult.

It’s just that a dwarf was in the path of the chair.

Before long, all the dwarves were lying on the ground.

I raised my head and looked at Bangnae for the next task.

She, who made eye contact with me, came running to me.

And she said something absurd.

“Dog, dog drank.”

‘What?’

Looking at the tip of Bangnae’s finger, the zombie dogs were licking up the wine on the floor.

‘Why are they drinking that?’

Of course, it wasn’t that I hadn’t planned for them to drink it.

This is because the wine from the special store provides random buffs not only to dwarves but also to summons.

However, since alcohol is alcohol, drinking too much can make them drunk.

Realizing the situation immediately, I glared at Bangnae.

“You told them to drink, didn’t you?”

There’s no way the dogs drank alcohol without a reason.

Instead of answering, Bangnae took out a bottle of wine from her pocket.

“This is Bangnae’s.”

Her eyes were filled with expectation that since the dogs drank alcohol, she could drink it too.

Of course, she is allowed to drink it.

But because you pulled a trick, you are forbidden from drinking alcohol.

“No. You’ll lose muscle mass.”

At the unexpected answer, Bangnae’s face fell into a pout.

Her plan failed even though she had gone to the trouble of feeding the dogs beforehand.

“It’s Bangnae’s. Bangnae found it!”

“Found what? One of the dwarves must have had an extra. But who caught the wine dwarves? Huh? I caught them? Then it’s mine, isn’t it?”

Bangnae looked at the dogs with an aggrieved expression.

Her face looked like she would secretly eat the wine on the floor if left like this.

‘Sigh…’

“Instead, I’ll put it in and cook it for you. Choose what Bangnae wants to eat.”

Her expression brightened a little.

Then she pointed her finger as if the dogs had done something very bad.

“Dog, already drank.”

‘You’re the one who made them drink…’

But the meaning was conveyed.

It meant she was aggrieved that she couldn’t drink but the dogs did.

She was just full of spite.

‘Is the community the problem…?’

“Alright. Bangnae can eat all the food made with wine. Even if the dogs whine and demand some, I absolutely won’t give them any.”

“Hehe. Okay.”

We found a suitable compromise.

“Stop playing now and proceed as planned.”

“Okay.”

Bangnae cut her arm with a sword.

It was time to create an army.

Soon, enemies carrying heavy weapons approached nearby.

But we were different from ourselves just a moment ago.

“All units! Prepare for battle!”

Behind me, 70 zombies stood in formation, each holding their weapon.

They were all guys Bangnae made.

Standing them up, I noticed that the guys holding wine bottles were slightly bigger.

To distinguish them easily, I appointed them squad leaders.

Seeing it bustling again, the dogs that died within a day came to mind.

‘May you guys last a long time.’

I examined the enemies’ weapons.

It’s a more flashy lineup than the previous guys.

Oil tanks connected with hoses, dumpling steamers, large torches, and skewers for kebabs.

‘The number is approximately 80?’

The buffs they possess are also not at a level that requires caution.

Finished with calculations, I placed both hands on my waist and shouted.

“All units, charge!”

With my signal, the zombies rushed out.

It looked like dwarves fighting a gang war with the city as their stage.

The core of this battle is resource preservation.

It’s not a problem of getting injured or hurt.

If they get hurt, just feed them corpses, and if they die, they return to being corpses, so you can feed them to other zombies.

But being incinerated is a different story.

“Oil first. And torches.”

Woof woof –

The dogs, having confirmed the detailed instructions, ran out following the zombies.

I turned my head and looked at Bangnae.

There was a fact I hadn’t known.

Infecting strong individuals requires more bodily fluid.

And the secretion of bodily fluid consumes stamina.

That’s why Bangnae, who created 70 zombies, was completely exhausted.

It’s a different situation from when she turned wild dogs into zombies.

[Regenerative Cells] also seem to be affected by stamina, not functioning properly.

‘Looks like I need to increase the proportion of aerobic exercise.’

Of course, this situation is something Bangnae brought upon herself.

If she hadn’t made the dogs drink alcohol, she wouldn’t have had to create 70 zombies by herself.

But separately from that, now that I know Bangnae’s abilities rely on stamina, it’s logical to devise a curriculum to increase her stamina.

“Rest. I’ll be back.”

“Bangnae also… going…”

Although sitting in a chair unable to even open her eyes, she still answers diligently.

“It’s fine. You shouldn’t step up and ruin the newcomers’ debut, right? I’ll go get the oil, so take a nap.”

“Ung… Okay.”

Only after being told to sleep did Bangnae finally rest.

The sound of soft breathing could be heard.

I turned my eyes to the battlefield.

I can see the dogs are having trouble with the oil dwarves.

It seems they don’t have the intelligence to figure out how to deal with them on their own.

‘She’s a troublemaker, but there’s no zombie quite like Bangnae.’

I moved my body towards them.

Hiss –

Hot oil is scattered on the floor.

The dogs are running in all directions to avoid the oil.

I clicked my tongue and approached them.

“Haven’t caught even one yet? At this rate, it’ll be daybreak. I’ll show you just once, so watch and learn.”

I showed the dogs one zombie I had caught on the way.

And I threw that guy at the dwarf carrying the oil tank.

“Bite!”

Pshik! Hiss –

Oil is sprayed towards the thrown zombie. The zombie’s arm melts.

But it doesn’t matter.

Because I know zombies feel almost no pain.

The thrown zombie mercilessly bites and tears at the guy with the oil tank.

“Keh-gek…”

One oil guy died.

Seeing that, the dogs started biting nearby allied zombies and throwing them at the guys.

They had learned.

‘That’s right.’

“Then finish it. I’m leaving.”

I went around and appropriately intervened in the fronts that were being pushed back.

The guys holding torches were surprisingly ineffective.

A slight scorching didn’t cause the zombies to be engulfed in flames.

As a result, there were many injured zombies, but none died.

‘Hmm…’

However, there were a few guys about whom I wondered if they were truly alive.

They were the zombies thrown into the oil sprayers.

About 10 zombies whose bodies had melted excessively appeared.

If I fed them corpses, they would recover, but the problem is that even their mouths to eat the corpses had melted away.

“This is a dilemma… These guys are martyrs in a way, and just making them into corpses feels a bit wrong.”

Of course, regular zombies are consumables.

When playing a game, we can’t take care of every single mob, can we?

However, as a member of Korean society, it’s uncomfortable to treat those who acted like martyrs poorly.

I think at least these guys should die fighting gloriously on a different battlefield.

‘It’s a bit of a waste, but…’

I took out 10 [Lowest-grade Zombie Enhancement Potions] from my pocket.

Using this will have a recovery effect.

It’s an excessive item, but I want to preserve their fighting spirit.

‘In fact, they became martyrs because of me, too.’

Just then, Bangnae approached from behind, yawning.

“Haaam…”

She looked around and soon had the face of someone who understood what I was contemplating.

Then she suddenly fell into thought herself.

It was the face of someone who knew a way but was conflicted about whether it was the right thing to do.

Then, eventually, she took off her boots and handed them to me.

‘Right. That existed.’

[Deep Well Boots] received as a sponsorship from Nim-cat.

Since ownership had completely transferred to Bangnae, I had forgotten about them.

[Deep Well Boots]

[You can offer sacrifices to the deep well. The offered sacrifices become great as one. (Max 10 individuals)]

I didn’t know what it meant to become great as one, and since there weren’t many zombies, I had ignored it at the time.

But it’s an item that fits the current situation perfectly.

I asked Bangnae for her intention again.

“Are you sure? Then you’ll have to go around barefoot again.”

Bangnae briefly looked at the zombies writhing on the floor, melted by oil.

And then she soon nodded her head.

‘That spiteful kid is something else.’

As I activated the item, the boots disappeared, and a massive well suddenly appeared.

Looking inside the well, there was only ominous darkness.

“I just throw them in here, right?”

As I was about to pick up the zombies, Bangnae stepped forward.

“Bangnae will do it. It’s Bangnae’s.”

“Well, go ahead.”

Bangnae moved the zombies one by one to the well and threw them inside.

Splash – Splash –

Splash – Splash –

After the sound of splashing like that 10 times, bizarre laughter echoed loudly from inside the well.

“Keeheeheehee. Keeheehee. Keeheeheehee!”

I scratched my head.

It seems like something ghost-like was living there.

But soon, the laughter changed strangely.

“Keehee? Keehee… Keehaah!”

Udeuk – Ududuk –

Ppadeuk – Kkadeuk –

“Kyaaaaah! Kyaaaaah!”

Chumbung chumbung chumbung chumbung

A moment of silence. And then a large hand suddenly popped out above the well.

2 hands, 3 hands, 4 hands. They gradually increased.

And finally, the hands, which had increased to 6, pulled on the well’s opening and hoisted the main body up.

Kkadeuk – Kkadeuk –

Something is coming up.

Its head began to appear in the center of the well.

‘A dwarf…?’

Something giant, resembling a dwarf, crawled out of the well, wriggling.

It had 6 arms, and its body size exceeded 2 meters.

It dripped water and looked at me.

And then, as if learning how to speak, it twisted its mouth a few times, then made a sound.

The voice was like hearing a chorus of several people.

“We won. We ate it all.”

Then the giant zombie turned around and kicked the well violently.

“We won! We ate it! We taught it a lesson!”

‘Hmm…’

First of all, what’s certain is that guy is a zombie.

Because even seeing that deformed appearance, I don’t feel any sense of incongruity.

Rather, the well, which is the object of its anger, looks more hateful.

I reached a conclusion.

That guy is the result of the zombie martyrs eating the well’s ghost.

I shouted heartily.

“Well done! Now break the well!”

“Uwoooo!”

Although he was already kicking the well, he became more excited and smashed it.

It seems his intelligence is a bit low.

It’s not new. Zombies are originally mostly stupid.

Anyway, I’m satisfied that the zombies, who were practically living corpses, were exchanged for a dependable, bulky zombie.

I turned around to tidy up.

Confirming that my task was finished, Bangnae stepped forward.

And then she held up 3 fingers to the guy.

“Me, dog, you.”

Even though she said it so simply, the guy took a respectful posture towards Bangnae, as if he understood.

Bangnae ordered the dogs to pick up 6 skewers and bring them. And she gave them to the guy.

“Mmm. Jo-ah.”

Bangnae had gotten a new subordinate.

‘But I was going to use the skewers, why did you just give them to him on your own?’

Bangnae is having her wine confiscated.