episode_0025

There are many different types of people in the wilderness.

Among them, there are villages like Guldari Village where Harmon lives, managed by a huge guild, where people can lead a somewhat civilized life.

There are small villages where people live huddled together to avoid robots, and there are also villages of ‘mole’ people who have dug tunnels and hidden underground to avoid robots.

mole.

That’s what people who live underground are called.

Having lived underground for a long time, their arms have grown thick to make it easier to dig, their shoulders are strong, their hands are clumsy, their eyesight is poor but their hearing is good. And their skin is white as if it is in pain.

Humans who have lived underground for such a long time that their bodies have changed like that.

As such, there are many different types of people in the wilderness.

A representative created human, a designer.

Cyborgs are humans who go beyond simply using machines to living with them, worshiping them and obeying them.

Dogmen are people who have a slave instinct in them because they have been living by clinging to strong people in order to survive.

Mutants are people whose genes have been altered and who have physical characteristics different from those of original humans.

If you ask who is the most dangerous among all these different types of people, the answer is definitely ‘wanderers’.

Wanderer.

It refers to a group of people who, unlike everyone else who has settled down and lives somewhere, spend their entire lives wandering in the wilderness.

It’s not easy to wander the wilderness, so most of them are skinny as if they’re about to die, their eyes are sunken, their lips are dry and cracked, and they look very unsightly.

Their hallmark is unusual aggressiveness.

A personality that does not spare one’s own body.

And the fighting skills and powerful weapons that he naturally acquired through surviving while wandering the wilderness for a long time.

They are people with a wandering nature who steal, plunder, extort, and kill everything they see.

It was the third day since Domi left with his subordinates to find the humanoid.

Garlic, a young man who was a member of the Guldari Guild and from whom Harmon had previously purchased a HAR player, was so pleased that Harmon happily made him a weapon and gave it to him when he found out that the HAR was more effective than expected.

“Really, the boss is a very kind person. He said he liked the item I gave him then and gave him this nice thing.”

Thanks to this, he was able to receive full recognition and begin his career. His current job is to manage the security around Guldari Village.

Although it was a bothersome task, Garlic happily accepted it as it was a task that he would not entrust to a guild member who did not have much trust.

‘Well, these days, the radius of the area I have to clean has become so large that I’m a bit tired.’

To expand your village, scouting and organizing the surrounding area are essential.

Naturally, as the days of work continued, the area the cleaning crew had to clean also expanded.

‘But I still feel at ease because I get my paycheck regularly and it’s not a performance-based system. When I was a collector, my pay was based on performance, so I was worried that I might go hungry next month.’

If you continue to work diligently like this, the time will come when you will have to decide your future.

Or maybe you become a collector again and lead your own team.

‘I heard that little Domi kid recently created his own team and went somewhere.’

Or maybe you’ll be offered a more stable job.

‘A collector or a guild member. Which way do I want to go?’

Garlic, who was walking around the village cleaning up the area by taking care of machines whenever he saw them, while thinking about miscellaneous things as usual, had a strange feeling that day.

‘But what’s been going on since a while ago?’

A strangely eerie feeling. A feeling of being in a bad mood for no reason.

A signal sent to the owner by the survival instinct within Garlic.

At that moment.

Kaang!

A crude arrow made of thin iron rods and scraps of metal flew from afar and bounced off the shield protruding from the weapon Garlick was holding.

“Huh?!”

Sensing the attack, Garlic looked at the shield that suddenly unfolded and the arrow that bounced off, and then looked in the direction the arrow had come from.

The moment he spotted the deformed long-armed man looking at him from atop the hill in the distance, Garlick screamed.

“Defense Mode!”

At that moment, the thick club-like weapon that Garlic was holding unfolded and attached itself to various parts of Garlic’s body, forming armor.

A reinforced exoskeleton experimentally created by Harmon.

So far, it’s only got simple functions like motion compensation, strength compensation, defense mode, and attack mode, but it’s still useful enough.

Garlic quickly escaped using the motion compensation and strength compensation of the reinforced exoskeleton and shouted to his surrounding comrades.

“Wandering! A wanderer has appeared!”

Wanderer.

At those words, the eyes of the Guldari Guild members patrolling the area gathered, and Galin pointed up the hill.

The Guldari Guild members, each with their own way of checking the distant hills, some with binoculars and some with goggles, quickly gathered together.

Five people in total.

All the guild members who had been cleaning the area gathered, but soon they stopped when they saw more and more shadows of people emerging from the hill.

“Ha, not just one person?”

Drifters are often mutants by nature.

Because of the nature of mutants, who cannot easily belong anywhere, are forced to wander the wilderness, they naturally become wanderers.

That’s why I thought a mutant wanderer had appeared… … .

More than ten people appeared behind the mutant.

Considering the angle of the hill, looking up from below, there could be more wanderers gathered behind the shadow of that hill.

“Anyone have a drone?”

“Me!”

“Take it out!”

“I’m at home.”

“Hey, shit! It doesn’t exist!”

“Why are you telling me what’s at home! Why didn’t you bring it!”

“Do you know how much fuel it costs to use a drone for a short time?!”

“You can just leave it to the repair shop! Don’t you know that President Harmon is using the drone like crazy?!”

Harmon uses electricity rather than oil to operate things like drones, as it gets its power from a power plant in its basement.

The power plant can produce more energy than electricity, so electricity is just a waste, but Harmon’s technology is still unable to handle energy more advanced than electricity.

“The president said that it is a vision technology and absolutely not allowed.”

“Everyone shut up!”

Garlic screamed.

“Those kids are moving!”

At those words, the guild members were terrified and looked up the hill, where they saw the wanderers throwing themselves off the steep cliff at the top of the hill.

They plunged down the cliff, thrusting their weapons into it, and reached the ground in an instant. Even a rough count showed that there were an enormous number of them, well over a dozen.

“Fuck! Everyone go back to the village!”

“Tell me right now!”

“Signal flare!”

Eventually, the guild members fired off all the signal flares indicating the crisis and then ran towards the village.

Garlic, wearing an enhanced exoskeleton, ran faster than anyone else and arrived at the village, shouting.

“The wanderer appears! The wanderer appears!”

And then the village of Guldari began to get noisy.

* * *

“Eww!”

Unfortunately, none of the others, except Garlic, could escape the wanderer’s grasp.

The long-armed mutant, who appeared to be the leader of the wandering group, used his long arms to walk on all fours, approaching them at a terrifying speed, then grabbed their heads with a hand as large as his long arms and lightly crushed them.

“Haaah.”

The wandering leader, with a look of rapture on his face after crushing a human head, grabbed the corpse in his hands and began to eat it.

Its teeth were arranged like swords, which made them good for biting human bodies, but not for tearing.

So the wandering leader chewed the body and then shook his head back and forth like a crocodile, breaking the bones and tearing the flesh to eat it.

The wanderers did not care that their leader was eating people, and continued to run past him, pursuing him.

“Kyaarrr!”

“Kyaaah!”

Having never learned human language as children, they communicated through crying and pursued the Guldari Guild members, targeting and attacking one of the two remaining.

A drifter takes out his gear.

The equipment he had was a hook the size of a person’s head, and the wanderer easily threw the heavy object, hitting a member of the Guldari Guild.

“Aaaaah!”

The moment the hook that flew like a boomerang pierced the body of the Guldari Guild member, the wanderer moved his left hand.

The hook connected to the bracelet on the left hand dragged the guild member towards the wanderer as if it was being pulled by a rope, and another wanderer saw this and started beating the guild member.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Before long, the guild members’ bodies are torn to pieces and left in a miserable state.

And then the wanderers start fighting among themselves to decide who will eat the corpse that is created.

At that moment, the wandering leader, who had eaten the tasty parts of the two corpses and thrown the rest to his subordinates, licked the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and looked at the last one running away into the distance.

“Gaaah!”

The wandering leader, who had been beating up his subordinates around him and taking their telescopes, brought the telescope up to his eyes and discovered that there was a large barrier erected in the direction that the guild members were fleeing.

“Hahaha… .”

Even if you don’t know the language, you can still laugh just like humans.

“Gaaa …

The wanderers, hearing the leader’s roar, moved towards where more humans were gathered.

They were hungry.

I was so hungry.