episode_0040

Cult Maker (1) – Hanmaeum Salvation Church 3rd floor

“So, what you’re saying is that the ‘white disaster’ was actually a variant?”

Seong Ga-eul, who heard everything that had happened so far, tapped her lips with her finger.

The embarrassment that I had not yet calmed down was naturally revealed in my tone of voice.

“No, that’s right! There must be some context as to whether zombies are parasites with humans as hosts or diseases caused by a virus. They are not some kind of zerg and they lay eggs! Does this make sense?”

“What else doesn’t make sense?”

Why doesn’t this bitch sympathize with what I say since she’s the vice president?

Just say, ‘I see. Please sympathize with me by saying, ‘It must be so sad!’

“Anyway, I don’t understand this phenomenon! This is an insult to the zombie apocalypse!”

“Phew… Dear leader, please come to your senses. In the first place, zombies were fantasy creatures with no clear definition.”

“Bwaaeaeaeak! Originally, there was a promise made between humans. If a zombie suddenly breathes fire and flies through the sky, it’s Pokemon or some kind of apocalypse! No matter how you understand that! Laying eggs! Self-reproducing! This world needs to maintain a little bit of goodness!”

“In the first place, there are awakened people like you, but isn’t the orthodox apocalypse already gone?”

“… Bad bitch.”

Talking back to superiors.

This woman is really inflexible.

Seong Ga-eul’s eyebrows furrowed as her lips protruded.

“Put those dirty lips in.”

“… Cold bitch.”

“Stop being that bitch and think seriously now.”

She pointed to the map of Incheon on her desk.

Orange circle drawn at Incheon Central Library.

And the red circle drawn at the Lotte Department Store Incheon Terminal branch.

“Only two areas were secured in the wide Incheon area. No, if you say it right, Lotte Department Store is not secured, but almost half destroyed.”

I’m not sure how long a building with a huge hole inside will last.

Even as I eradicated all the mutant eggs and swept away all the products, the cracks that had started at Lotte Mart were getting bigger and bigger.

“It’s okay. Now that place is an empty Gangjeong. They say they brought everything useful, including people and things.”

“… Yes, it’s thanks to you that I suffer this humiliation.”

“Why is that such a shame! Are you embarrassed by your office look?”

How hard I searched through women’s stores to find it!

I scanned Seong Ga-eul, who had a very dissatisfied face.

A beautifully curved white shirt and black jacket.

A short cut that maximizes the appearance of a deer-like long neck and a 100% arrogant face.

He quickly stood up and gestured to her.

“Ha… .”

She slowly walked towards me, as if she had given up.

Togak- Togak-

The clear sound of high heels and apricot colored stockings clinging to long legs.

And a black skirt that draws a graceful curve at the top of the flower dragon.

He hurriedly approached her, took her in his arms, put his hand inside her skirt, and massaged her fully lifted buttocks.

Maybe it was because of the stockings, but it felt even more sticky and it was so addictive.

“Why? Should I wear glasses like a real secretary?”

“No! That’s a no-no! Glasses that cover the face even slightly are a national waste.”

“… Even if they let me hang out, it’s damned.”

He buried his face in the crook of her neck as she grumbled.

I could feel the fragrant smell of flesh and body wash gradually giving strength to the object.

Seong Ga-eul, who knew like a ghost that it was time to move on to the next step, pushed me slightly.

“No. They say we have to talk about the important things first.”

“No! It’s almost like torture to have to endure it while wearing it like that… .”

Even if she refused, there was no problem in forcing her to do it.

I was filled with the desire to tie her up with my telekinesis and have passionate sex with her right now.

However, no matter how stupid I was, I knew that if I did that to a girl who was at best cooperative and compliant, the atmosphere and the subsequent situation would literally be ruined.

“Good. What’s so urgent? Speak quickly. I’m full of motivation right now.”

“Ha… . I feel it once again, but you are a really strong little brat.”

Well, it was a very arrogant insult when it wasn’t in my hands, but I had no intention of saying anything to Seong Ga-eul, who had already become the vice-religious leader of the Salvation Church.

No matter how thick I am, I have to be sweet to my woman.

Seeing me responding with a smile, Seong Ga-eul sat back down in her seat and opened her mouth with a serious expression.

“How much do you trust me?”

“… … Suddenly?”

“Yes, suddenly.”

what? ‘If you fall into the water, would you save your parents first? Is this a women-specific affection test like ‘Would you like me to save you first?’

no. If the personality of Seong Ga-eul that I have seen so far is anything to go by, this is a question of how much she really believes.

I looked at her with a serious mind.

She has the hickey I carved, eats the food I gave her, and wears the clothes I put on her.

“You are mine forever. There is no one who doesn’t trust his possessions.”

“Good. Then tell me.”

“What?”

“Everything that happened from the moment you woke up until you met me.”

The smile that had never left my mouth slowly disappeared.

After staring at each other for a long time, he looked into her starry eyes and spoke.

“Usually, it’s a bad idea to say things without saying anything at times like this, but as you always say, I’m a bit of a slut.”

asked Seong Ga-eul, who was quietly waiting for his next words.

“For what?”

“For us.”

“… Good.”

An awakening that began a week after the zombie apocalypse occurred.

Growth started by clearing out the zombies in the apartment.

The joy I felt while dealing with the pseudo-woman who remained in the apartment.

The system responded to this and suggested a job, and a ‘survivor group’ was selected to utilize the aptitude for that job.

A timely encounter with Kangsan and a destination ‘Library Camp’ that was relatively easy and bloodless.

After hearing my detailed biography, Seong Ga-eul tapped her lips.

“First of all, the goal is not for all awakened people to establish a religion like you.”

“Yes. My job is specifically that of a ‘cult leader.’”

“Is that job suggested by a system?”

“Well, that’s not random either. It will probably be influenced by the awakened person’s actions.”

I proposed a deal to the pseudo-woman, asking her to abandon her original religion and trust me.

A rabbit cub whose last wish in life was to have a baby.

The system suggests jobs that suit the desires and actions of the awakened person.

“You also never had an ambition to found a religion before.”

“Well, if you really have to ask, yes.”

How many people in the 21st century have the ambition to start their own religion?

I just wanted to stand on top of someone else.

The zombie apocalypse served as a seasoning for the delusion that allowed such a world to come.

After the delusion that I was a zombie came true, I couldn’t help but run upward as I had originally intended.

The desire to become a ruler became a little more concrete after meeting a pseudo-aunt and becoming a ‘cult leader.’

“A non-professional who knew nothing just encountered a fraudulent job and skill?”

“No, that’s a bit… … . Isn’t it talent that allowed you to come this far in the first place?”

If the awakening had begun and I had hesitated, Snowball, which started with the ‘Zombie First Kill’ achievement, would not have come this far.

“Then why not make use of that talent and get a job similar to ‘zombie butcher’ or ‘zombie slayer’? Why bother being a ‘cult leader’?”

“… Huh?”

I never thought about that.

“In the first place, the system did not suggest such jobs… ”

“You liked being on someone’s head more than killing zombies, right?”

“That’s right. If I were to make a little excuse that wasn’t an excuse… ”

“If he had been a butcher instead of a cult leader, wouldn’t he have been able to eat women to his heart’s content in this Mureungdowon?”

“… That’s right.”

Even if he had gotten a job other than ‘cult leader’, it wouldn’t have been a problem to use his leading position from the beginning to date a few women.

However, I would not have been able to create a safe home and an interesting skill set such as ‘amount of dependency’ or ‘deficiency identification’.

“ Decide clearly here. Do you want to become a rapist who imitates the leader of a cult and lives a worthless life by raping any woman he can, or is he a true ruler who reigns over a religion that everyone wants to blindly believe in and obey, dominating even the bodies and minds of women?”

“The metaphor is so blatantly polarizing?”

“Answer me.”

“Of course it’s the latter, isn’t it?”

What idiot would choose the former?

After hearing my answer, Seong Ga-eul nodded lightly.

“Of course it should be.”

No, this bitch?

If it’s obvious, why did you ask?

Clap- Clap-

Seong Ga-eul clapped her hands twice as if to brighten up the surroundings and spoke.

“Okay, then it’s decided. Now is the time to go from just being a power-crat to becoming the head of a real religion.”

“Wait a minute. You’re belittling my achievements so much. Did you miss Ayoung? I made her into a very wonderful saint of the Church of Salvation. It’s okay to say this out loud, but you ended up becoming the vice-religionist of our religion.”

“Is it an achievement to say sweet things a few times, feed him spit mixed with drugs, and have sex a lot?”

“No matter where you go, you just have to go to Seoul.”

“You idiot! I told you this before. Even if a situation comes where it no longer works, are you going to say ‘Oh, really?’ and give up? They said no!”

Obviously, this was a conversation we had a while ago.

“Think of Yoon Ah-young’s prophecy. If you had intended to live comfortably under this protective shield, perhaps such a prophecy would not have come. The mutations you mentioned weren’t a threat to destroy this shield.”

The great threat that the saint spoke of at the beginning of the prophecy.

The threat was not a warning to me in the sanctuary.

It must have meant that the explosive growth of variants posed a threat to the expansion of the church.

As Seong Ga-eul said, I had no intention of staying under this protective shield.

If that were the case, I would have held Seong Ga-eul and Yoon A-young like flowers in my hands and lived my own paradise without having to leave the protective shield.

Seong Ga-eul handed me two documents she had prepared in advance.

“Let’s become a real religious leader, plan 1”

“Let’s become a real religious leader, plan 2”

Wow, what is it? When did you prepare for something like this again?

She slightly stopped my hand from opening the first eye.

“Who is the exact object of worship of the Church of Salvation? If you look at most religions, they say they are someone’s representative, someone’s descendant, or an alter ego. Is there someone who gives you strength from above?”

Someone above me?

If I really had to pick it, it’s a system, but it’s something to say that I’m a representative of the system… .

No matter how I think about it, the system is just a means to me.

“None. I am the only ruler of Salvation Church.”

“Okay, then just discard plan 2 and look at plan 1.”

The arm that was blocking my hand took Eye 2, which was behind Eye 1.

Guidelines are written in neat font from the first page of “Plan 1 to become a real religious leader.”

As I slowly read the page, which started with the tone of speech that needed to be corrected, the personality that needed to be corrected, and the mood that needed to be revealed implicitly, Seong Ga-eul’s voice rang out like a narration.

“Blind trust is not a level of trust, it is an area of complete obedience. You must be special and stronger than anyone else. At the same time, there must remain a benevolent and noble aura that no one can treat with carelessness.”

Always remember.

True subordination is not a drop of sweat flowing from a forced neck.

These are tears shed toward the hand stroking my self-bowed head.

Someone who cried like that will never leave your arms.

The desire and desire overflowing in her voice.

I looked at her with déjà vu for no reason.

Her bright smile reminded me of myself standing in front of a pseudo-aunt.

“Now it’s time to become a real cult leader.”