Chapter Index

    This is the most important first step in exploration.

    Where will you go?

    In a little more detail,

    Where to explore?

    How much do you know about the place in advance?

    Can the risks be predicted?

    It can be explained in this way.

    The next important thing is the purpose of the exploration.

    The goal now is to find a new safe place to stay.

    This is to continue exploring while also providing a base to return to in between.

    It doesn’t have to be around the 7th floor.

    Even if you can’t relax, it’s enough to be able to relax and unpack.

    “How about here?”

    Seok Hyun-min pointed to a place in his notebook.

    “1-7-5-T. This is the place I found last time when I was looking for supplies.”

    Heo Yoon read the contents of the notebook.

    “Huge building. Waste products such as plastic bottles and glass bottles are piled up. I picked up a few items because they were useful, but there was no danger in these items.”

    “What do you think, sister?”

    “Isn’t there too little content?”

    “But the rest of the floors are all the same.”

    Seok Hyeon-min says, fiddling with his glasses for no reason.

    Although the exploration was conducted for such a long period of time, very little information was discovered by the survivors.

    Maybe this floor is a restaurant.

    This is a library, and if you open a book incorrectly, you will die.

    This is all.

    This is proof that this apartment is a dangerous space.

    “… … okay. What do you guys think?”

    “Let’s go first.”

    “Yes. I think it’s right to go first.”

    Jung Hae-won and Yoon Da-ju get along very well.

    Both are simply ignorant. They tend to put their body first before their thoughts.

    Heo Yoon looks at me this time, probably thinking he will only make a move after asking everyone’s opinions.

    “I think it’s okay too.”

    “Okay. Then I’ll press the button now.”

    Heo Yoon sighs and presses the button.

    1st floor, 7th floor, 5th floor. When I pressed the buttons in order, the number pad flipped over and an alphabet keyboard appeared.

    Enter one last letter, T.

    Shake!

    The elevator started moving.

    It’s a time when everyone gets nervous.

    Seok Hyun-min spoke.

    “Dabin Lim. Are you okay with that panic? I heard from Daju that it’s similar to claustrophobia.”

    “Yes. I think it’s okay to be with people.”

    “… … .”

    “You don’t have to worry that much.”

    I looked slightly to the side.

    As always, Choi Se-rim was looking this way.

    “Because I’m going to go with Serim noona anyway. Right?”

    Choi Se-rim looks surprised, but then answers in a low voice.

    “… … Yes.”

    “Okay. Then, just keep taking care of each other.”

    Me too, Choi Se-rim too. It’s the same as not being able to be alone.

    I need to prevent panic attacks.

    Choi Se-rim wants to maintain her identity.

    If Se-rim Choi is alone for too long, she begins to forget herself. This is because she reads the thoughts of others against her will.

    She needs to figure out who she is and find her way along the way.

    “Oppa. What about me?”

    Da-ju Yoon came in suddenly.

    “You either go together or not.”

    “It’s too much, really.”

    Shake!

    Inside the elevator shaking again.

    Heo Yoon looked up at the number board on the ceiling.

    “It will arrive in a little while. Everyone, don’t relax and move carefully.”

    “Yes!”

    “Who wants to stay in the elevator?”

    At least one person must hold the elevator while others explore.

    Because you need a way out when a crisis occurs.

    Heo Yoon looks at other people’s faces.

    “Dabin can’t be alone, so it won’t work. Serim can’t do it because Dabin has to take care of it. I’m going out. Choose from the rest.”

    Since it is a safe role, not everyone can step forward willingly.

    “Sister.”

    “Of course not, you idiot.”

    Heo Yoon gives Seok Hyeon-min a pat on the back of the head.

    Then the only ones left are Jung Hae-won and Yoon Da-ju. And the AI has been blank so far.

    The guy who never said a word only opens his mouth at times like this.

    “I am. Davin, I want to follow you. Dabin Maman.”

    “Really? Then it’s either Daju or Haewon.”

    “Uh. Then.”

    While Jeong Hae-won hesitated, Yoon Da-ju rushed out.

    “Decided to be Jeong Hae-won!!!”

    “Huh?”

    “Okay. Haewon is holding the elevator.”

    Heo Yoon drives a wedge.

    “Because Haewon came here not long ago. I don’t have much experience.”

    Seok Hyun-min adds a word.

    “And Haewon is the youngest among us.”

    “Huh? Did you do that?”

    “It’s lunch.”

    “Why didn’t I know.”

    Heo Yoon’s natural cooking skills.

    Jeong Hae-won laughed helplessly.

    “No, sister… … .”

    “But I am also the youngest.”

    What suddenly intervened was AI.

    “Huh?”

    The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

    I feel ashamed of everything I see.

    I dragged him by the hand and brought him to the corner of the elevator.

    “You just need to stay still.”

    “I’ve been quiet up until now, but now I’m saying a word.”

    I feel out of breath and sigh automatically.

    When I was on my phone, we still communicated.

    Is this also an effect of gaining a body?

    The guy is just blinking blankly.

    “Okay. Everything you said is correct.”

    Sigh-

    As soon as he heard the noise, Seok Hyeon-min turned his head towards the door.

    A momentary feeling of your body becoming heavy. That’s when the elevator stops.

    “That’s it. Arrived.”

    “Pack your bags! Let’s all go out together, leaving only Haewon inside!”

    Heo Yoon shouts in a loud voice, and everyone picks up their bags and carries them.

    Daju lifts the bag that was left on the floor of the elevator.

    Serim Choi adjusts her hiking backpack next to her.

    “Let’s go. Dabin.”

    [1-7-5$%^floor!!. The door opens.]

    With a somewhat broken guidance voice, the elevator door slowly opened.

    Jeez. Jeez.

    A pebble crunches under your feet.

    Seok Hyun-min and Heo Yoon are walking side by side like a married couple, and Yoon Da-ju is a little behind.

    Serim Choi and AI are by my side.

    After I felt like I had walked a long way outside, I looked around.

    The surrounding area is an empty space made of cobblestones.

    There are a lot of miscellaneous things piled up here and there.

    It seems as if there are thousands of hills lined up.

    Water bottle.

    Plastic scrap.

    A mountain of trash.

    If you look closely, it’s not just a mountain of trash.

    Paint cans and rusty wire.

    Broken glass bottles are intertwined to create a single shape.

    Choi Se-rim opened her mouth in a quiet voice.

    “Dabin. Is it okay to look at that?”

    “Yes. First of all, it is not a dangerous item.”

    Even after observing the anomaly, there is nothing unusual.

    After confirming safety, Choi Se-rim and I shared our own impressions.

    “Is that like a flame?”

    “It looks like a flower bud.”

    Jeez. Jeez.

    There are lots of pebbles underfoot.

    “I think I saw it in an art book before. It’s like a statue made from recycled materials.”

    “Sure.”

    Even if it wasn’t part of the curriculum, you would have been interested in it at least once when you were young.

    recycle.

    Rather than being done by a professional company, toys are made from discarded plastic bottles. Something like drying paper packs to make a pencil case.

    “Trash is a material for works of art with great potential.”

    The AI suddenly speaks again.

    Fortunately, this time Choi Se-rim accepted my words.

    “Huh? Who said that?”

    “Pablo Picasso. I turned the bicycle seat upside down and made the shape of a bull’s head.”

    “I see.”

    An AI calmly stroking its silver hair.

    Maybe it’s because of his silver-haired, red-eyed appearance, but he stands out right away even if he just mentions it out of the blue.

    “I can’t even see the elevator anymore.”

    “Huh?”

    An eerie premonition passes through my mind.

    “You’ve already come that far?”

    I quickly looked back and checked the distance.

    I don’t think I walked that long.

    There is no elevator in sight.

    In its place was a new steel structure.

    Triangles, squares and pentagons.

    It is a work of art made up of geometric shapes.

    The ominous premonition gradually became clearer.

    Serim Choi and AI are next to me.

    Seok Hyeon-min and Heo Yoon are also not far away, unharmed.

    “Wait a minute.”

    “Where is Daju?”

    “Huh? Were you here just a moment ago?”

    Fortunately, I was able to find Daju soon.

    Daju is squatting on the floor with his head down, as if he has discovered something.

    I called his name and walked towards him.

    “Hey, Daju Yoon. What are you doing there?”

    Even though I came right behind him, Daju didn’t raise his head.

    “What,”

    Daju’s eyes were completely relaxed as she bent down to look at him.

    Short hair that came down like a curtain.

    Daju Yoon keeps muttering something.

    Mutter mutter… … .

    Mutter mutter… … .

    At the same time, he rips off his own head.

    The pulling force was so strong that my hair fell off.

    “Dajuya… … ?”

    The group noticed something strange and gathered here.

    “What is it? What’s going on!”

    “Why is Daju like that?”

    Only after everyone had gathered on the vacant lot did Daju Yoon raise her head.

    “Now!”

    Daju proudly takes out something.

    “Even useless things can be recycled to create new things like this!”

    “For this sweater, I used hair!”

    A black sweater flutters.

    Blood clots and pieces of scalp stick together, and the unique smooth texture of hair is still alive.

    However, the shape of the sweater is precise.

    “Although it is weak against moisture, it can still be recycled.”

    “Hair? It grows again.”

    Hair has already fallen out here and there.

    Every part of Daju’s head is ugly and empty.

    Did you make it by tearing off your own head?

    But no matter how I look at it, there isn’t enough hair. Where did you get it from?

    As soon as my thoughts reach this point, I start to feel out of breath.

    So much so that I couldn’t think of anything for a moment.

    And it was the same for everyone else.

    “Da, Daju. I need to come to my senses… … . Huh?”

    Heo Yoon is so embarrassed that he can’t speak properly.

    In front of him, Daju presented another ‘recycled product’.

    “Ah. Is this it?”

    “It’s an ornament made from teeth. We don’t use all of our teeth when we chew anyway, so wouldn’t it be nice to recycle them?”

    It’s only a few seconds.

    It was almost a split second that I missed the next few weeks.

    However, blood is leaking out of her mouth, as if she had just pulled out her raw tooth.

    “Ahaar.”

    Even though he can’t even speak properly due to the flowing blood and saliva, Da-ju continues to speak.

    “It’s a waste.”

    “It’s a waste.”

    “It’s a waste.”

    “Where can I use this? It comes out of the body, so what is it used for?”

    Daju suddenly gets up from his seat and runs towards the trash pile.

    “Hey… … .”

    Without a chance to catch him, Daju started digging through the junk.

    Patter. Fighting.

    A wound appeared on the back of Daju’s white hand, as if he had been cut somewhere.

    Blood flows freely from the wound, which opens its mouth like a fish’s gills.

    But Da-ju Yoon doesn’t stop.

    “It’s a waste.”

    “It’s a waste.”

    “It’s a waste.”

    I chased after Daju with all my might.

    Although I wasn’t very fast at running, I was able to catch Daju first.

    “Hey. Daju Yoon!!!”

    I grabbed Daju’s shoulder and shook it with all my strength.

    Tears poured out without me knowing.

    “Come to your senses, you crazy bitch!!!”

    When I was in the elevator earlier.

    Was I mad at him for being so cold-hearted?

    It was just a joke as usual. Because it hurt?

    Suddenly, something from before came to mind.

    Please, Da-ju just comes to her senses. I prayed that he would be safe.

    “Daju Yoon, come to your senses. It’s a shame.”

    “It’s a waste.”

    “It’s a waste.”Come to your senses. It’s a waste.”

    “It’s a shame. I need to come to my senses.”

    “Look here. Look at me, slowly.”

    I suddenly stopped talking.

    Daju Yoon is still spewing out gibberish.

    “Slowly.”

    “It’s a waste.”

    “It’s a waste.”It’s a waste to see me.”

    “It’s a waste. I’m looking at you.”

    Daju wasn’t trying to hold on to his sanity.

    I’m just repeating what I said in moderation.

    “Found it.”

    Daju found something among the junk.

    He pulls out a plastic bottle full of dust, as if he had found a precious gem.

    Daju hurriedly opened the lid and put his mouth to the spout of the bottle.

    Grumbling-

    The blood that had been flowing out from before mixes with the sticky saliva and is put into the bottle.

    “I’m going to recycle this too. Because it would be a waste to just throw it away.”

    “… … .”

    He was probably hit by a memetic killer, a memetic killer.

    First, you need to understand the situation with ‘insight’ and calmly find a solution.

    And the bag also contains a book that can decipher meme killers.

    This is one of the useful books I picked up from the library last time.

    therefore.

    Let’s calm down for now.

    I wiped away my tears and opened my bag.

    It’s not like there’s no way.

    Since we have prepared everything in advance, we can pass safely this time too.

    I pulled my bag and put it on the floor.

    The location of the book is the front pocket of the bag.

    In preparation for times like this, I made it so I could take it out quickly.

    Ji profit-

    I was just about to open the zipper and look inside.

    “… … .”

    I realized that the group that was following me had not arrived.

    I feel like the blood in my whole body is freezing.

    I turned my head, which didn’t turn properly, and checked behind me.

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