episode_0080
by adminGuro-gu (3) ― Gocheok Sky Dome, Guro-gu, Seoul
“Move quickly, you bastard! Give me one more shot?!”
He threatened me and forced me to make a choice.
I looked at the source of his confidence that allowed him to threaten me like that.
gun.
A silent tool aimed at the citizens and me.
The mere fact that it was being aimed made citizens tremble and fear.
Just pull the trigger and your opponent dies.
No special training or skills were required.
Aim at the enemy and pull the trigger.
Two overwhelmingly easy processes similar to ordering a burger and eating a burger.
Indeed, it was no exaggeration to say that it was the fast food version of murder.
“I guess one warning wasn’t enough. I’ll count the next 5 seconds! If you don’t move for 5 seconds, you’ll see a little hole in this guy’s back!”
He gave me his final warning.
I was impressed by the sparkling life in the two eyes that were watching me.
“Five!”
The citizens who were lying down flinched at the man’s shout.
I was watching the confrontation between me and the guys with slightly trembling eyes.
Simply killing them quickly was not the solution.
First Impressions.
As always, the first scene that would impress them with my presence was important.
“Four!”
Suddenly, I couldn’t hold back the laughter that burst out in laughter.
A loser who wanted the world to fall more than anyone else.
By one’s own will, not by anyone else.
They were putting their minds to work to save the citizens.
Is there any greater contradiction and irony than this?
“Yes! Fuck, keep smiling like that! Three!”
Oh, I didn’t mean to laugh at you.
Two eyes with opposite purposes collided in the air.
There was not a single tremor in his cold pupils.
It is often said that when ordinary people commit murder, their hearts are broken.
I also agree with that.
I remembered the discomfort I felt when I killed something for the first time, overshadowed by the excitement of getting my first achievement.
A body that stopped fluttering after a kitchen knife split its head.
Eyes that are losing life as if the soul is leaving.
Even if you didn’t witness something like this, killing someone would come as quite a shock.
It is not for nothing that soldiers suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder after war.
“Fuck! Walk towards the box! Two!”
Is that why?
The history of killings that has continued until now has been a process of expansion that widens the distance between the killer and the murdered.
From spears and swords stabbing each other at close range.
Rather, it is an avenue to draw protests from afar.
From the bow to the gun, which is a convenient tool that he is holding right now.
It’s not enough to just pull a trigger, it’s even a missile that can destroy a country on the other side of the world with the push of a button.
If more time had passed, we would have been able to see the orbital bombardment that comes from science fiction, but the world collapsed.
In a world that was no longer developing, the most common and convenient tool was the ‘gun.’
“Okay, that’s how it turns out! You are going to kill this bastard! One!”
I raised my right hand towards him as if I was aiming a gun.
What were you talking about that brought you all the way here?
The conclusion of my long thoughts.
In ‘modern warfare’, which will never develop, my ability is the omnipotent key.
“Fuck, I told you to just walk towards the box!”
I boosted my mana as I watched him yell and pull the trigger.
Kiiing—!
A brilliant white light enveloped my entire body like it was burning.
The mana containing my will passed through the peripheral nerves and settled throughout Gocheok Dome.
Creak drudge-
The straight path that the bullet had to pass through became curved.
They were shocked, looking down at their guns as if they were looking at a living monster.
It was impossible to kill prone citizens with firearms that were bent like taffy sticks.
“Kuhhh―!”
The guy who was leading the threat earlier was dragged in front of me using telekinesis.
His face was red because he couldn’t find a breathing hole, and his legs were pathetic because his body was floating in the air.
“Affiliation and name.”
It was the last question I asked just in case.
The guy’s face, which was about to burst red at my question, was staring at me.
The guy just stared at me with bloodshot eyes until the end.
“Affiliation and name. Should I count at least 5 seconds?”
He didn’t respond to my words until the end.
It was the moment when doubt became certainty.
If it were a normal human being, he would have opened his mouth a long time ago, but he couldn’t answer for a long time. No, it was right that I didn’t do it.
Crunch-
Just like that, I turned the heads of those tied to my telekinesis.
Those who fell down on the floor simultaneously became particles and scattered like dust.
The correct answer was that it was not a person, but an NPC-like entity prepared by a special base.
[You have solved the theme of Guro-gu special base ‘Gocheok Sky Dome’!]
[The Awakened’s Guro-gu dominance rate is rising rapidly!]
[55% -> 60%]
A 5% increase in dominance rate, the same as the initial achievement reward.
It was worthy of being called a special base.
However, even after waiting a little longer, the next message was not displayed.
‘… … end?’
Since the citizens were still looking at me in fear, I did not ask the question out loud.
Still, it’s a special base in its own way, but it only gives you a 5% control rate and that’s it?
No.
I lightly shook my head and looked at the citizens who were looking at me and the boxes that were piled up without disappearing.
And then I looked at the vast Gocheok Sky Dome itself.
Perhaps these are the real rewards.
First, I started putting the boxes into my inventory one by one.
The boxes floated and flew to my right hand, one after another, and began to fill the completely empty inventory.
The food and supplies that had been filled before leaving the sanctuary had already been distributed to the rescued citizens.
You will be able to appropriately save the faith points that you have been leaking to feed them for the time being.
After putting all the boxes into my inventory, I looked up and looked at the entire Gocheok Dome.
Clearly, Gocheok Dome was suitable for accommodating a much larger number of citizens than a residential-commercial complex.
It’s probably not for nothing that Incheon Soccer Stadium was not a shelter built by the military.
‘We need to move the believers here.’
Spreading out citizens throughout Guro-gu.
It is not too late to do so after achieving 100% control rate.
First, it was important to bring believers and newly rescued citizens together and provide sufficient education and evangelism.
To that problem, Gocheok Dome was a very attractive solution.
In particular, it was effective in being free from the stinging odor that lurked around the apartment.
The problem of defecation disposal, which was unthinkable in the sanctuary, was an urgent issue that had to be solved first in Guro-gu.
However, it was a situation where a clear solution had not yet been found.
If it had been autumn, she might have been able to come up with a solution, but in this situation, it was out of the question.
‘But for the time being, I can avoid the smell of country cow dung that fills my nostrils as soon as I open the door.’
Moreover, I felt a little hope when I saw this special base offering daily necessities, citizens, and living space all at once as compensation.
Since it is clear that there is not just one special base, surely there must also be a special base that provides a solution to this kind of life itself?
No, it must exist.
‘Fuck, I can’t believe I have to worry about poop.’
It’s already been a month since I left the sanctuary, and I miss it so much.
Ayoung, Gaeul, and Joohye are the only ones waiting for me.
Comfortable facilities where there are no problems for humans to live in.
Even the loyal believers I created with great care.
‘ha… … .’
However, that doesn’t mean we can’t just go to Incheon.
If Seong Ga-eul sees me like that, she will bombard me with nagging comments that go beyond extreme anger.
Moreover, the plan was going smoothly.
The One Mind Salvation Church could not continue to be limited to Incheon.
The Salvation Church must expand its territory outside at some point.
But is Seoul where all of Korea’s infrastructure is concentrated?
This was just a piece of gold that I had to quickly pick up and eat without saying thank you.
Expanding the power of the Salvation Church centered on Seoul.
The sanctuary in Incheon is positioned as the ‘heaven’ of Gumando religion.
It allows passionate followers to enjoy rewards after death, which are essential in various religions, even without death.
Seong Ga-eul and I’s goal was to create a religion that was so attractive that non-believers became assholes.
“Look behind you! What should I do if you step on my leg like that?”
The shout of an angry woman pierced through my distracting thoughts.
The crowd of citizens who were slowly widening the distance from me came out.
‘okay. The most important reward remains.’
Only then did I raise my head and walk towards them.
“Look behind you! I heard someone fainted!”
“Hey, that strange person is coming, so you too, go back!”
“Did I tell you not to go back? Don’t step on the child’s legs!”
I listened to the murmuring voices at the back of the group.
It seemed like the kid had fainted and wasn’t waking up.
I walked towards them, passing a man who was unconscious after being hit with the butt of a gun.
Every time I took a step, they took two steps back.
“Don’t come this way! Look behind you! Then I will step on someone and kill them!”
The crowd slowly split into two groups as the woman shouted.
A child who seemed to have fainted, which seemed to be the cause of the split, and a woman holding the child caught my eye.
“Oh, don’t come! Don’t come near!”
I looked closely at the face of the woman who was shaking her head at me as if trying to start a game.
Her voice was so pretty that my high expectations suddenly disappeared.
Naturally, my interest had to go to the kid she was protecting rather than to the woman.
The kid fainted.
He wasn’t hit with the butt of a butt like the middle-aged man I passed over, but he was unconscious from the start.
wait for a sec.
This is a scenario I’ve heard a lot about somewhere.
“Oh, girl, come back quickly too! Isn’t that kid the faint-hearted person they talk about on the news?”
My eyes lit up as I heard the group yelling at the woman.
‘Preliminary infected person.’
In other words, an awakener.
Yes, the setting in Seoul was that as soon as the curtain was covered, all the people disappeared somewhere.
If that’s the case, wouldn’t it mean that the awakened person couldn’t awaken and was taken somewhere along with him?
So, if you rescue a citizen, there is a chance that you can rescue a citizen who has fainted, or an ‘awakened person’.
‘and… I’ve saved hundreds of people, and now I’m meeting you for the first time.’
It was an unexpected reward thanks to the extreme odds.
‘That’s right. There is a reason for dividing the item and civic structures.’
I was curious as to why the obvious advantage of everyone choosing the item was put into competition with the item, and this was the answer.
Of course, it is true that ordinary people are essential to forming a society and maintaining a group.
This was the merit of the civic structure.
Awakened Gacha.
As soon as I stepped forward to take a closer look at the kid, I heard a woman yell.
“Don’t come!”
The woman picked up the discarded firearm on the ground with trembling hands.
He shouted as he pointed a gun at me, the muzzle of which was bent and unusable.
“Well, I am an elementary school teacher. Right now, this child is breathing but he can’t come to his senses. We need to get him to the hospital quickly! If you are human too, please help us… ”
She shouted as she looked at the citizens watching our confrontation from behind.
I shouted at the killer who was twisting the human neck with unknown power.
“Please let us go like this!”
Her eyebrows, which had remained calm, trembled slightly at her earnestness.
Listening to her words, I remembered the teacher’s complaints during my school days.
For you, it may be just one word.
To those who listen to it, it’s just loud chatter.
This was no different.
To her, these are perfectly natural words for survival.
For me, it was a repetition of labor that was so boring and familiar.
I looked into the eyes of the citizens gathered around her.
These pathetic bastards who point guns and are afraid without even knowing who the person who saved them is.
The string of efforts that had been going on for a month was on the verge of breaking.
It was also the aftermath of being immersed for too long without any ventilation.
‘Fuck… … .’
A spark jumps in my chest along with a barely suppressed swear word.
god.
What is ‘God’ that humans have expressed, described, and recorded?
The God that humans thought of.
Those who did bad things were punished, and those who did good things were rewarded.
It gives enlightenment to those who are troubled and heals those who are sick.
A miracle occurred in a moment of despair.
But if you think about it all together, it’s not a duty that the gods necessarily have to do.
Their actions are the culmination of the ideals that humans, not gods, hoped and prayed for.
It was safe to call it a ‘collection of wishes’.
An absolute being who is more ‘humane’ than anyone else, who takes on the sins of humans and rewards faith with certainty.
That is the true face of God that humans have longed for and that has been standardized so far.
It was the essence of these people that I had to emulate.
A way to stand at the top of my own choosing, not anyone else’s.
I took a deep breath and looked at the teacher who was watching me with anxious eyes.
Close your eyes, which are made of ‘imitative Eucharist’…
A cocky girl who aims a gun at the person who saved her.
I opened my eyes with a clear glow.
My foolish daughter who could not face salvation.
I laughed at them as always. I welcomed them with a friendly smile.
“Do not be afraid, my children.”
Only for me.
“Because you hoped for salvation, I have come.”
I will be their god.
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