episode_0023

But there was nowhere to shave.

That’s also why most stores don’t have anything to eat.

Because it’s been almost 3 weeks now.

Frozen food now becomes inedible after just a week.

Oh, I almost forgot.

“You can’t miss this.”

General’s sac of secretions.

If I wear this, even zombies will avoid me.

But since I don’t want to lose it, I thought it would probably be better to make it in the form of a necklace.

Coincidentally, the large stationery store also had a necklace making kit.

So, I made it into a necklace and put my hand through her cleavage.

If you lose this, you’ll be in big trouble.

They say they intentionally used fishing line.

Okay, now everything is ready. I brought a lighter and put food and drinking water in my bag. I wore a headband.

But why did I wear a headband? ah. I tried to tie a flashlight.

Yeah, anything that can be tied to a flashlight just in case.

Okay, I got it all.

“Ultimate Yeji Lee! Awesome sortie!”

After shouting confidently, I opened the emergency exit door and came out.

But there really was no place to go.

I thought I would have to go to a large supermarket or convenience store first.

Let’s get frozen food, ramen, and even bottled water there.

Ah, cans too. You can drink plastic bottles and cans as long as you don’t open them.

“There were a lot of convenience stores here, right?”

There were probably about 5 of them.

No, 7? I remember that there were a lot of convenience stores due to the large floating population.

And there was a large supermarket in the very center.

So, I headed there to take a look at the large supermarket first.

Strangely enough, there were no zombies. But plants were growing ominously.

Plants that are vibrant and not dried out.

There were also encroachments on trees planted on the streets.

“…….Uh, fuck.”

There was a long, dark gray rubber stem-like thing hanging down.

It seemed to be coming down from the window, I knew this variant.

Gibbon. The English name for the gibbon was commonly known as Kang Taegong.

If a survivor passes by without thinking and touches that arm, it wraps around their body.

It is a variant that continues to grab survivors suspended in the air and then shares them with other zombies.

Of course I couldn’t leave it alone.

“No, but fuck it. Isn’t it only 3 weeks yet?”

There was no one to answer my questions, but I just wanted to talk.

So, I slowly walked to where Gibbon’s arm came down and then tapped me with my baton.

Then his arm wrapped around the baton.

And when he pulled the baton hard, the window kicked in and the flag fell out.

“Are you embarrassed?”

“……Gi. Ki Ik…?”

“Goodbye.”

Before Gibbon could run away in embarrassment, he immediately stuck his fist in.

Gibbon’s head was smashed after being hit.

The arm wrapped around the baton loosened, so I struck the head one last time to confirm the death.

After killing the three gibbons, he walked forward.

This was the beginning of power inflation.

Regular zombies will become smarter, and various variants will emerge.

The generals will set up their own territories and impregnate strong females.

And in that way, entities with intelligence greater than that of humans will emerge.

In that way, those individuals will naturally become nobles, and strong nobles will become kings and queens.

So, before that, you have to become stronger and kill all the other zombies.

I had to do that if I wanted to live well on my own.

Because I don’t want to hang out with other groups of survivors.

The groups of survivors depicted in the story had clear strengths and weaknesses.

A military group or a democratic group.

There were also pseudo-groups and mutant groups. Oh yeah. There were also cannibalistic groups.

For reference, the variant here refers to febrile infections.

Those whose bodies turned into zombies when the incident broke out, but who did not completely turn into zombies.

Aside from his frequent binge eating, he was a new force that wielded tremendous power.

And each of these groups had at least one screw missing.

In that case, it’s better to live alone, even if it’s a little lonely.

Do you think so too, Beobong? You think so? okay.

Of course, the baton cannot answer. But I guess I answered because I was a little trembling.

“…………..Umm.”

The large supermarket was open.

And the entrance was covered with lots of plants.

It was a brown sundew vine, a superior variety of the green sundew vine.

As soon as I took a test step, I could tell.

Although I was able to move because I had been working out hard, it was obvious that I would not be able to run away quickly.

So burn it.

“Burn brightly.”

I just wanted to joke and say that we should explode together.

But I suppressed that feeling and watched the vine burn.

I guess I could rob a large supermarket today.

I felt like if I just ate that one thing, I wouldn’t have to worry about food for a while.

And as the month approaches, the plants will begin to fully grow.

Among the plants grown in that way, you can find edible plants.

Now all you have to do is feed those plants with fresh food that has been thoroughly rotted as fertilizer.

Then it will soon grow and bear fruit.

Although you can’t control the taste or texture, you can still lead a healthy vegetarian lifestyle.

For protein, you can eat beans. If you can’t decide, you can take the protein found at the gym.

“It’s bigger inside than I thought…? And clean.”

The floor was glossy white.

There were no human corpses and no zombies to be seen.

It was quite dark inside. I felt like I knew why.

It seemed like a structure that did not allow sunlight to enter.

First, I started walking to look ahead a little more.

“That’s strange. Why does it feel like I’m stepping on fabric?”

Something was slippery under my feet.

So, it felt just like fabric.

No, fuck. Cloth? In this novel, the zombie that can make this kind of cloth is.

Spider series. No, fuck.

I hurriedly illuminated the surroundings with a flashlight, and things covered in white cloth appeared.

The display stands were all covered with these fabrics.

I know what this is.

“…….. Spider web mixed with preservatives.”

Among the zombie variants, there were also variants that imitated animals and plants.

The Spider series was a variant that imitated a spider.

These variants are similar to the Poisoner, but move in a different way.

It moves on eight legs with evolved ribs and two fangs.

The maximum speed is the way a dog can run, and the spider webs that come out of its mutated leg organs allow it to go anywhere.

It can emit a mild acidic venom from its mouth, and inject paralyzing venom from its fangs.

In addition, if a male zombie became a spider type, it could lay eggs.

It is a mutated organ that lays eggs in the female’s uterus.

……….And when all the eggs hatch, the female spider dies due to her stomach exploding.

Still, there was one comforting fact.

Male spiders also lay eggs on human females.

However, since human women can give birth to babies, it lasts a bit longer.

So did you find it comforting? Can you do it?

“Fuck.”

I felt like I was screwed.

I came in without thinking and was an asshole.

I wanted to start a fire, but if I do, I too will burn to death.

Because this is a very flammable material.

There was a high possibility that the road would be blocked before I could set the fire and run away.

So you can run away?

“Fuck…..”

The entrance was blocked as if waiting.

And that too, meticulously, with spider webs.

good. Yeji. Let’s turn on the happiness circuit.

If you’re lucky, you can kill all the spiders in here.

And a huge amount of supplies. You say you can take it all?

okay. Spider’s web was so useful that it was traded among survivors.

If it gets on plastic, it melts and enters into a new substance.

Everyone used to use it because it was harmless to the human body and allowed food to be stored for a long time.

Of course, the spider silk acts as a preservative entirely for the spider.

The human slaves brought in must be alive and well, right?

So, they gain weight by feeding them the food of the humans they have.

When they gain weight, they strangle them to death and then wrap them in spider webs.

Then, even after several years, you will be able to eat fat human meat at any time.

For that purpose, we have evolved like this.

“Me, fuck. Also, I didn’t expect that I would survive this long because I’m a woman.”

I took off the necklace from my cleavage and held it tight.

Spiders are weaker than generals. And I carry a discharge bag with me.

The spiders will probably think that the General’s bride is here.

So, as long as I came to my senses, I could survive.

No matter how much the Spiders band together and hunt survivors, they cannot defeat the General.

“……Uh.”

Now that I think about it, something was strange.

Why weren’t there people carrying these bags of secretions in the novel?

It’s something that can ward off zombies just by baking it or drying it.

“Uh…?”

With trembling hands, I turned on the flashlight and tied it to my headband with the rope I had prepared.

Since there was a flashlight attached to the other side, visibility was secured.

I knew that I would have to fight, but the contents of the novel flowed through my mind.

Yes, I remembered. This, for now, was effective.

Although it is a short-term effect. It just had the effect of telling me to stand out because I was so strong.

Of course, this did not prevent the zombies from calling their colleagues later.

But this is what it sounds like to mutants that reproduce through human women.

So, you’re saying it’s a female that the General personally chose?

But a non-pregnant female carries a bag of General’s secretions?

That means the female succeeded in killing the general.

In other words, it’s like telling the neighborhood that this female is strong enough to kill a general.

In other words, it was like telling the mutants with all their might to eat me.

But even after I found out, I couldn’t throw it away.

Because there weren’t that many types of mutants that reproduced through human women.

It was better to see at least a short-term effect, and in the current situation, it would be possible to extend one’s life a little longer.

So, I cried and ate mustard, stuffed the secretion bag deep into my breastbone so as not to lose it, and held the baton tightly.

I missed my mom.