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Awakening (5) Hanmaeum Apartment #1504

The screen moves to another location again.

This time it was a very familiar place.

I started showing my bed from top to bottom.

The smartphone next to my head kept crying.

[UN Emergency Security Council all agree to suspend operation of all power plants, including nuclear power plants.]

From that message onwards, the number of disaster messages that had been ringing like hot cakes began to slowly decrease.

[As of today, all electricity and water supply will be unavailable. Citizens, prepare for power outages and water outages… ]

After a short message, my smartphone turned black and did not turn on.

From then on, time passes again.

Thump- thump- thump-

I frowned at the sudden sound of shock and slowly opened my eyes.

***

“… Oh.”

After watching the long video in front of the refrigerator in room 1504, I had no choice but to change my mind.

If the video the system showed wasn’t a lie – no, there’s no way it was a lie.

How can something so realistic be a lie?

The situation was much more serious than I thought.

In particular, the last video still hasn’t left my mind.

That muscle bastard who destroyed a tank in half in one go.

Even for me, such a performance was impossible.

sport.

Yes, how can there be no variants in a zombie apocalypse with the fucking Apocalypse?

It probably couldn’t have been just that bastard.

Various damn mutations are driving humanity to extinction.

The tank, the core of the army’s combat power, was literally torn apart without being able to resist.

It’s not a joke, but who knows, maybe there will be zombies that can blow up bombers now?

Clap- Clap-

He hit my cheek several times with both hands.

Fuck it, there was a time when I acted like I had become the top predator in the ecosystem just because I learned one skill.

I just wanted the government and public power to not be too alive, and my motivation was dead… .

I admit that I was a little complacent because I killed a few zombies.

But why did the system show me these videos?

It was clear that he was refraining from actions that would affect balance.

In particular, showing that there was a variant was clearly a significant privilege for me.

Your guard will be significantly reduced in your future actions.

[…] … .]

Since it was a system that maintained silence again, I didn’t ask for no reason.

It was obvious that he wouldn’t answer anyway.

“Anyway, what’s that bastard’s name? Those bastards usually have catchy names like ‘Tank’ or ‘Growler’, right?”

Abnormally large fists and a muscular torso.

Originally, these varieties needed a proper English name to be interesting.

It reminded me of the ‘tank’ that kills people by throwing Molotov cocktails in the zombie game.

There was a time when Jammin’s heart was crushed by a rock thrown by Cheongsaegi.

‘Does that guy also have a weakness for firebombs?’

[There is insufficient knowledge about this variant.]

[Knowledge can be obtained with a chance when killing mutants.]

“Fuck, is this the ‘fun of learning’ about that RPG?”

This is why RPGs are a dying genre.

It doesn’t really tell you anything.

Dirty bastard. Hehe!

“Ah! I don’t know! I want to finish farming.”

I closed the door to room 1504, where I had already stolen everything I needed and left for the shelter.

Still, it was fortunate that I had kitchen knives of various sizes in the kitchen.

And the door to room 1503 right next to it was opened in the same way as before.

After that, it was a continuation of boring farming.

It was a series of tasks such as deliberately making noise in each house we entered to check for zombies, and then searching the kitchen and veranda for food and useful items.

Flashlight, shampoo, conditioner, soap… Everything that seemed roughly necessary went straight to the inventory.

There may have been rescue team activities in Incheon as well, and almost all the houses were in disarray in the same shape as Room 1504.

… Then you should have fucking woken me up, why did you leave me behind?

Of course, the person who opens the door and checks for people in this situation would be crazy.

If you think about it, it was actually a blessing in disguise.

If my starting point had been a shelter, my initial growth would have been significantly limited.

It would have been necessary to follow the control of the soldiers who would definitely be there.

“Oh, spam!”

Not all homes were like number 1504.

There were quite a few things that could be salvaged, such as spam and ramen that I couldn’t get enough of.

And they were all neatly stored in my inventory.

As the items in my inventory became more diverse, my heart began to feel more secure.

“Is it possible to resell this?”

[Each ramen can be exchanged for 0.01 coins. Would you like to exchange?]

“… No.”

I’m just saying that outright resale is not allowed.

In the end, it was said that after a long time, supplies could only be supplied through point stores.

Or, like in common zombie movies, you can farm yourself.

“… Even if I put it in the inventory, it won’t rot, right?”

[That’s right.]

“Whew, that’s a good thing.”

By the way, this is also work.

Entering one house after another was not an easy task.

Just when farming was about to get boring, I heard a small noise.

I quietly put my ear to the front door of room 501, which I was searching.

―Keee…

‘zombie.’

His mana had almost fully recovered, and he had a rolling pin in his hand and a kitchen knife floating securely above his head.

In addition, there are extra kitchen knives neatly organized in the inventory.

Unless you’re having an orgy inside the house, there will be at most 4 zombies or less.

That was also the maximum assumption.

The only zombie sound I could hear so far was exactly one.

Clap-

He quietly opened the front door using his telekinesis and kicked the shoe cabinet drawer hard.

Kwasik –

“FBI! OPEN UP!!!”

My cries echoed throughout the house along with the shoe cabinet collapsing.

Fuck! I really wanted to try this.

“Keee!”

The sound of something breaking followed by a flashing sound.

My guess was that the zombie chick was trapped somewhere.

“… He loved the world so much… Because of this… Salvation… ”

The cheerful footsteps suddenly faded away as the voice seemed to whisper.

It was Korean.

Not the howling of zombies, but the words of real people.

Kkkk

Bang- Bang- Bang-

I entered the living room, focusing my telekinesis on the kitchen knife floating above my head.

No matter where anything comes out, it will be immediately shot like a spear.

“Cheonsinnim… … The only begotten son… … To judge… ”

It was a strange sight.

Blackout curtain that separates the living room from the veranda.

Sunlight passed through the central part that the blackout curtain did not completely cover.

Dust fluttered in the path of the sunlight.

As I followed the light, a small room on the left side of the living room was illuminated.

A room completely blocked by a table and chairs.

The zombie’s howl continued to echo in the room.

And there was a middle-aged woman kneeling in front of the room and praying.

“Gagging, gagging!”

I concentrated my telekinesis and pulled the lady towards me.

Just enough distance to allow for accurate identification.

The first thing I noticed was that pulling people using telekinesis was much easier than zombies.

Looking at his excessively thin face, I could understand the reason.

This woman… didn’t eat anything

“The Heavenly God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, so that everyone who believes in him may have eternal life. The Heavenly God sent his sons and daughters into the world not to judge the world, but to save the world through him. That you may receive it. Heavenly God… ”

“… … What?”

I momentarily forgot what to say.

Don’t you know that you are being strangled by supernatural powers?

Heavenly God? Salvation?

God, Buddha, Allah know… Heavenly God?

“… Pseudo?”

“Are you from the sanctuary?”

“… Suddenly?”

I couldn’t predict the direction of the conversation.

With a laugh, he pulled her a little closer.

It was definitely not a zombie.

I saw a rosary wrapped around my left hand and a prayer book held in my right hand.

The wear and tear was clearly visible from how many times I had read it.

And snow.

Eyes that are strangely full of something, contrasting with the skinny figure.

Somehow… I felt dirty.

Keekeeek!

Bang – Bang –

A zombie’s arm protruded from the already tattered door.

The lady was just waiting for my answer, paying no heed to my desperate movements to get out somehow.

“… What if you came from there?”

“Finally! You’ve finally arrived! Oh, you heard me! My prayer reached the Heavenly God!”

The lady hugged the prayer book tightly as the words continued like a rapid fire.

“Together… Let’s pray together. So that my daughter’s sins may be forgiven. So that I can return to being human again… Let’s pray together.”

“… What crime?”

“What a crime! It is the sin of disbelief. I knew it would happen like that someday! The religious leader was right! Disbelief was the greatest sin! But what can you do as a parent… I should be forgiven for my daughter’s sins.”

I’m going crazy.

He threw away the body of the woman he had heard and looked at the room where his daughter was trapped.

The arm that tore open the door was moving around, expanding its range.

Every time I twitched my arm, the desk and chair barely blocking my path shook.

In fact, it was on the verge of collapse.

“The Heavenly God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, so that everyone who believes in him may have eternal life. The Heavenly God sent his sons and daughters into the world not to judge the world, but to save the world through him. That you may receive it. Heavenly God… ”

“Kkissss!”

Just as she was thrown away, the woman started praying again.

The zombie started yelling at the prayer as if it didn’t want to hear it.

Sigh-

Using telekinesis, he spread the blackout curtains to the left and right.

Now bright sunlight came in and illuminated the entire house.

Pictures of people smiling brightly, with crosses filling the house and a man wearing bizarre clothes.

Calligraphy and picture frames with prayer book verses written on them.

I opened my mouth, taking in the scenes one by one.

“Do you know what’s going on outside right now?”

“Of course. So, we must pray even more.”

“What happened to your daughter now?”

“Of course. So, we must pray even more.”

“If you become like that, you can never return to being human?”

“Of course. So even more so… ”

“Of course. So, we must pray even more.”

I made eye contact with her, repeating the answer like a parrot.

Kwasik – Kwasik –

Blood began to collect in my crotch due to the strange heat.

Those eyes.

Those unwavering eyes were really strange.

How could that be possible?

Hell has arrived.

The most precious daughter in the world was now breaking down the door, burning her body to eat herself.

If there really is someone transcendent.

If God exists.

If it were me, I would want to beat that god to death.

Even if I kill you again and again, it won’t be enough… .

Even though it would have been pointless to curse God, the woman was confident that God would ‘save’ her.

I wanted it.

It wasn’t that I felt lust for that old body.

That fanaticism aroused a maddening desire for possession.

“What if I could heal my daughter?”

“… … Yes?”

For the first time, the woman’s eyes wavered.

I searched for antivirus in the store window.

[Zombie cure: 1000p]

[Would you like to use the free store voucher?]

“… Is it true?”

“Then. Of course.”

“Ah, you are so gracious! Ah, Heavenly God! Thank you, Heavenly God!”

I’m the one giving it, but I’m grateful to a strict person.

“But there is a condition.”

“… What is it?”

I used my telekinesis to pull her prayer book in front of me.

The woman grunted and desperately held on to the prayer book, but eventually lost it.

Did my daughter become like that and go crazy?

Or did my daughter end up like that because she was crazy?

no.

It’s not this woman’s fault that the world has become a mess.

just… Even in this situation of despair, the sight of trusting someone who would never come was so disgusting.

“Trust me.”

“… Yes?”

“Trust me. Not that heavenly god that won’t come or anything. Then I will save your daughter.”

As I waved the prayer book back and forth and urged her to answer, her eyes moved to match the prayer book.

“How good of a chance is this? Just say you believe it. I’ll save you right away. 아, 천신님 개새끼라고 해봐.”

“Proof, show me the proof! Proof that you can save your daughter!”

“… what? Evidence?”

Fuhahahaha.

I couldn’t hold back my laughter.

“Then what evidence do you have? I prayed so hard?”

They say you need evidence to believe in me while looking for a god for whom there is no evidence.

I kept bursting into laughter.

“Is this the proof?”

I used my telekinesis to tear up the prayer book that I had been shaking over and over again.

Twaaagh

“Aaaa!”

The woman’s eyes widened as she witnessed the scene and she began to scream.

“This, this Satan! You devil! right now! Get out of my house right now!”

Crash-dang-tang-

“Keee!”

The daughter, who finally broke the door with her screams, attacked the epicenter of the screams.

Even while being crushed by my daughter, her mouth continued to curse at me.

“The devil! You son of Satan! I knew that! This Satan! Satan! Satan!”

“Kkissss!”

“My daughter said she didn’t want to hear it.”

Using a bit of telekinesis, he fixed the daughter’s head to prevent her from biting her mother, and then asked her again.

“Look, look. Look clearly with your own eyes. That’s the daughter you need to save.”

“This Satan! Devil! Devil! Go to hell!”

“Where on earth is the Heavenly God you were looking for in this scene?”

“Aaaa! Go to hell!”

“You say you can save me? You can save me? Then it makes sense to trust me! You stupid woman!”

No matter how much she shouted, she had already closed her ears and was only muttering about Satan and the devil.

Ha – what was the problem?

This stupid woman never listened to me.

Fuck – where can you find a deal with this much certainty of give and take?

I will send you to the Heavenly God you have been looking for.

I asked her one last question as I prepared to release the telekinesis I had placed on my daughter.

“I’m just saying this because I’m really curious… Does it say in the prayer book that something like this will happen?”

“Devil! Devil! Devil!”

“Why did such an amazing Heavenly God create this world?”

“… Hell must be full of bastards like you.”

“Fuck― That’s oddly correct.”

Crack-crack-

The daughter’s head, free of her telekinetic powers, was stuck in her mother’s body.

My daughter, who was chewing something intently, turned her head towards me.

“Keee!”

As if she wasn’t satisfied with being my own mother, I fixed her body as she rushed towards me and checked her face.

“Uh… Is it normal to dance well?”

This… Even if I used the cure, it was a waste of points.

Squeak-

After seeing that her throat was torn and falling limp, I immediately lost my attention and focused my attention on her mother.

As seen in the video, she slowly stands up, twisting her whole body.

He repeated the muttering sound, and after a while he turned his head towards me.

“Keee!”

As if she was lying that she had starved for a few days, I opened my hand and started squeezing it hard as she was running towards me at a frightening speed.

The more she resisted her telekinesis, the more my arms trembled.

“Fuck, let me taste it. Is this why guys were so crazy about fishing?”

“Kkissss!”

“What is it? Do you remember me? The reaction is hotter than other zombies?”

It was only when I looked into her eyes as she twisted her entire body to somehow eat me that I completely understood the strange feeling I had received earlier.

… The eyes were no different.

From the first sighting until now, the zombies have only seen one thing.

appetite.

A maddening appetite for the human being in front of him.

That was the biggest difference between humans and zombies.

However, this woman was no different when she was human and when she was a zombie.

From the first time I saw him, he had the eyes of a zombie.

As I looked into those eyes, a feeling of pleasure spread through my head as if firecrackers were exploding.

I felt my cock becoming increasingly erect.

That’s it.

That fanaticism – the one-sided fanaticism towards me was driving me crazy.

Squeak-

Just like my daughter, I tore off my head and closed my eyes.

An image automatically appeared in my mind.

The only comfortable place on Earth protected from zombies.

People who sacrifice their body and soul to stay there.

And I reign there.

My own big paradise.

I could feel the cock erect to its limit even without holding it in my hand.

[The system responds to your desires!]

[The system offers you a job!]

[Cult leader]

At first, I just tried to become normal somehow.

First of all, I thought that once I reached the top, what I wanted would follow.

I couldn’t pass up the opportunity I got even when the world was ruined, so I became sensitive to even small differences.

When I think about it again, that was a stupid thing to do.

A kid who has eaten meat knows better, but what does a kid who has never been on the top know?

I was just a runaway locomotive running for a short time without a destination.

A train that lost its destination would eventually have to stop somewhere.

But not anymore.

As I nodded, I felt a fullness of light fill my whole body.

[Wrong beliefs inhabit your body.]

Making a nest.

Let’s protect people and ask for just one thing.

All of those people.

[Your occupation is a cult leader.]