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    10 am.

    Everyone must have fallen into a deep sleep yesterday and only opened their eyes late in the morning.

    No, can we say this happened?

    Everyone was sitting diagonally on the living room floor with their eyelids half-closed.

    On the living room floor, I had placed a carpet and large cushions or cushions on the floor to create a cozy atmosphere.

    It looked too bleak because of the weapons, tools, and huge shelves on the walls, so I tried to decorate it somehow.

    Fortunately, three people were using it usefully.

    “I think this is the first time I’ve slept so deeply…”

    “Really, the blanket is so cozy…”

    “I see.”

    Soyun and Suah spoke in a slow tone.

    I agreed and nodded.

    I also slept deeply.

    When I slept surrounded by zombies, I would wake up every two hours and look around for no reason, but when I got back to the apartment, I felt completely relaxed and I felt like I was able to sleep through all the restless sleep I had had so far.

    What’s worse, I wonder if Minhyuk is also dozing off right now, leaning his back against the shelf with a drowsy expression on his face.

    Looking at it this way, all three looked young.

    I am not old, but the three people in front of me had just graduated from high school and were academy students studying for the college entrance exam.

    All three of them must have had trouble sleeping at that academy before me.

    Your sleep last night must have been even sweeter.

    I had no choice but to take charge of the cooking this time.

    “Cooking…”

    The only dishes I tried were pasta and meal kits.

    It was closer to cooking than cooking.

    Even those experiences were all about buying and eating things to save money, such as meal kits that were about to expire or pasta sauce that was on sale.

    “I don’t even want to look at it…”

    I’ve only destroyed raw ramen two or three times at most, so I wonder if the three of us are going to be like this.

    I felt like I knew how he felt, so I wanted to cook him a meal.

    There is a saying that Koreans are rice-minded.

    Even when I was eating meat, I remembered Soyun saying she wanted to eat rice.

    “If it’s just soybean paste stew and fried eggs…”

    I’ve never tried it, but I heard that soybean paste stew is basically difficult to fail at.

    If you keep checking the seasoning while making it, it won’t taste so bad that you can’t eat it.

    Wash the rice, press the cook button on the electric rice cooker, dissolve soybean paste in water, add vegetables such as zucchini and green onions, and boil it.

    The fried egg was just a little generous.

    For some reason, I think all three of them will like it.

    The seasoning of the soybean paste stew was just right… at least for me.

    Does dexterity also apply to cooking?

    It’s not surprisingly delicious.

    I felt like it was okay for my first time.

    “Wake up, eat.”

    The three people who were dozing off were also hungry.

    One by one, at the word “food,” they stood up and approached the table.

    “Wow! It’s food!”

    “It’s warm…”

    Soyun opened the rice cooker and said, tapping Sua on the shoulder excitedly.

    Sua also smiled at the steam coming out of the rice cooker.

    We sat side by side at the table and prepared to eat.

    As much as I did the cooking, Minhyuk was in charge of putting the food in dishes and putting it on the table.

    I was worried because I didn’t check, but fortunately there were as many dishes as there were people.

    “Oppa! It’s delicious!”

    “Eat slowly.”

    Although the table setting was a little simple, the three people were very happy, more than I expected.

    He seemed happier than when eating meat.

    Is it because the food tasted like home cooking?

    By the time we finished eating, a slightly sad atmosphere was spreading.

    “Let’s go to the living room for a moment.”

    At my words, the three looked at each other, then got up from the table and sat down one by one on the cushions in the living room.

    “You asked how to survive, right?”

    “yes.”

    When I spoke while looking at Su-A, Su-A nodded with a solemn expression.

    Minhyuk also realized that what I had to say from now on was important, so he erased his sad expression and became quite serious.

    “Buy the skills.”

    “Skills?”

    “Are you talking about 100 points?”

    “huh.”

    The expressions of the three people darkened after hearing what I said.

    “It would be possible if you were my brother, but…”

    “100 zombies…”

    “20 is enough.”

    100 points.

    If you were dealing with regular zombies, you would have to kill 100 zombies, but the variant was different.

    “Visible zombies are worth 5 points. Killing 20 is enough.”

    Additionally, his combat power did not change just because he could see.

    The problem was that they could spot and attack you even if you were quiet from afar.

    The combat power itself was no different from regular zombies.

    Even three people without skills could easily defeat it.

    “About twenty…”

    “As long as you pick and kill mutant zombies. And don’t worry, I’ll help.”

    Then, life came to the eyes of the three people again.

    “Hello…”

    Minhyuk looked up at me with a touched expression.

    “But, isn’t it good if your brother also has a lot of skills?”

    “Well, I’m fine. I promised.”

    “A promise?”

    Minhyuk tilted his head and looked at me.

    I looked at Su-ah and smiled.

    Su-ah blushed and lowered her head.

    And Soyun was watching all of those scenes with wide eyes.

    So hunting time was added to our timetable.

    ***

    First hunt.

    The result was a landslide victory.

    We slowly headed back toward the downtown area we had exited on our own, with the intention of hunting.

    And the match between the three people began from the entrance of the downtown area.

    I may have underestimated these three people.

    The three people who had no heavy baggage and had real weapons, not improvised ones, were strong.

    It was admirable to see them fighting against zombies with a fire axe, shovel, and spade.

    The three people had good chemistry.

    They were filling each other’s gaps and aiming accurately at the head of the approaching zombie.

    As for Minhyuk, it was a movement that made me think he had at least level 1 weapon skill.

    I only cut down the zombies that were running towards me, aiming for blind spots, but all the zombies in front of me were smashed and lying on the ground.

    “Hyung! It’s already 46 points!”

    “Oppa, I have 35 points!”

    “I also have 37 points.”

    It was a feat accomplished in just three hours.

    Buying skills didn’t seem far away.

    “But don’t relax.”

    It’s understandable to be excited, but you shouldn’t relax.

    Because other variants may appear besides the ones that can be seen.

    Unless it’s just my mood.

    ‘I can see zombies we didn’t catch.’

    I was able to notice because I killed most of the zombies myself when I escaped.

    I slowly approached and looked at the zombie’s corpse.

    It was certain.

    Three people and I focused only on the zombie’s head.

    Because it is more efficient that way.

    However, if you ask me if it was easy, it wasn’t.

    The head was hard and had teeth, one of the zombies’ biggest weapons.

    If the weapon was short or you couldn’t kill with one hit, aiming for the head was a big burden.

    It seems like the person who dealt with this zombie had similar thoughts.

    There were many stab wounds on the arms and neck, and in the end, the zombie’s arms were in tatters, probably because they had succeeded in breaking one of the arms.[

    “What happen?”

    As I was quietly looking at the body, Su-ah came up and asked.

    “There’s someone else besides us.”

    Also hunting zombies.

    Although it didn’t look like it was good at hunting, it definitely seemed like it was hunting zombies.

    Maybe for points.

    Plus, they have weapons that can inflict stab wounds.

    When we leave this downtown area.

    It looked like someone had come in and started hunting.

    Judging from the number of stab wounds, it may be multiple.

    “yes?”

    “Jin, really?”

    The three looked around with nervous expressions.

    “What should I do?”

    “…That’s it for today-”

    Excessive greed is poison, so the moment we were about to say let’s go back, something flew at us.

    It didn’t fly towards us because it didn’t have enough power, but it flew exactly in our direction and landed in front of us.

    Clink.

    “…pot?”

    The flower pot broke and a clear sound was heard.

    I reflexively looked at the building where the flower pot had come from.

    Absurdly, it was the rooftop of the academy building where we had been for a long time.

    There were men on the rooftop laughing at us.

    Even if you count only the men you see, you could easily get past four.

    They all had tattoos and irezumi, and there was a clear feeling that they were villains.

    The villain he would have encountered if he had not escaped from the academy.

    They were throwing flower pots at us and laughing.

    When he made eye contact with me, he was saying ‘asshole’ with his mouth.

    It was absurd.

    The zombie corpses around them proved how well these three fought, even if they weren’t as good as me.

    And yet, why did he do this?

    “…but.”

    Sometimes the villains in novels were anxious not to die.

    Those guys must be that type.

    As I wished, I wanted to show you when I saw it, but now was not the time.

    “Let’s run away.”

    “yes!”

    “I will take the lead.”

    The noise made by a flower pot falling on a quiet downtown street was not something that could be ignored.

    The three people who completely trusted me turned their backs as soon as I told them to run away.

    Didn’t even raise any questions.

    I just quickly turned my back and ran towards the apartment.

    I could feel the trust of the three people.

    And that judgment was correct.

    When I looked back, I saw zombies running toward the flower pot like a creeping mist.

    The number seemed to be greater than last time.

    I don’t know if the sound of the flower pot breaking was loud, or if more zombies appeared.

    I glared at the men on the rooftop one last time.

    I’ll see you again soon.

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