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    “Uncle!!!”

    A dark basement.

    At first glance, the middle-aged man, covered in sticky bodily fluids and moaning softly, did not appear to have spent much time in hiding.

    A pale, tired face.

    It didn’t seem strange that he would die soon, even though his body was trembling like an aspen.

    Darae saw that and shouted urgently.

    “Ilho, get dressed quickly!!!”

    Ilho hurriedly took off his jacket and handed it over.

    Darae took the clothes and began to wipe Mr. Frog’s body and massage his body with his hands to raise his body temperature as much as possible.

    “Everyone, massage your bodies!”

    Following Darae’s instructions, the group moved in perfect order.

    Like a patient brought to the emergency room, three people came close to him from all directions and tried to raise his body temperature, but his condition did not easily improve.

    “Uncle…! please…!!! Please stop!!!”

    I needed to know the truth about what happened.

    All incidents were unusual.

    Pieces of corpse.

    Union members who have lost contact.

    Even the identity of the enemy is unclear whether it is a zombie or a human.

    In a fit of urgency, Darae raised her cheek sharply.

    Twaaa-!!!

    A sharp sound that resonates in the underground cavity.

    After several bursts of fireworks, Mr. Frog’s protruding eyes finally blinked wide.

    “Hey profit!!!”

    As soon as he came to his senses, he backed away and crawled towards the wall.

    It curls its body into a ball and just screams.

    “Save… Save me… Save me…!!! Profit….!”

    “Save me…!! Heeek!!!”

    A body trembling like an aspen with a desperate plea.

    He raises his fingernails and begins to scratch his entire body, then closes his eyes in convulsions.

    “Come to your senses!!! It’s me! Number one!!!”

    “Uncle!!!”

    Ilho tried to calm him down by hugging him, but the convulsions did not stop.

    ‘I can’t help it. Man… I’m sorry.’

    The endorphin that a sty can secrete is clearly a hormone that exists in the human body, but it is a narcotic ingredient that is no different from morphine.

    It would be best not to use it as much as possible, but there was no time to spare.

    Darae emptied a glass bottle filled with adrenaline, filled it with endorphin hormones, and handed it to Ilho.

    “…Try eating this.”

    “… Okay.”

    After receiving the bottle, Ilho forced his mouth open and put the glass bottle in his mouth.

    Gulp-

    My throat cleared a few times,

    Mr. Frog’s tremors gradually subsided.

    “Da… Actye…!”

    “Are you coming to your senses?”

    “Uh…? Uh oh.”

    To say he came to his senses was because his expression was hazy due to drug use.

    It was difficult to say that the twitching of the corners of the mouth was typical of a normal person.

    “Hee… Heehee.”

    “…Uncle.”

    Darae, who held her hand tightly and made eye contact, carefully asked about the truth of the incident.

    “Mister. What happen? Yes?”

    Mr. Frog, lost in thought for a moment, only gave a poor answer with a bright smile.

    “Hehe… Everyone is dead…!!! Everything has been searched!!!”

    “…I know that. Why did you die?”

    He tilted his head slightly and repeated the words again.

    “Everyone is dead!!!”

    “So, how, who, why, why!!! Please explain in detail!!!”

    “In detail?”

    “Yes! In detail!”

    Mr. Frog, who burst into laughter with a fit of laughter as if he found it funny to see Darae trying to die in frustration, suddenly erased his laughter and hardened his expression.

    “There is Scissorhands…? Suddenly~!!! Seogeogeeokeuk!!!!”

    Like a mischievous old man trying to scare a child, he put his face in his face and startled him.

    He walked away with a squeak of laughter and continued talking.

    “I killed them all in an instant! zombie? No, people…? That too… I don’t know!”

    “…Why?”

    “Your skin color is gray, but you talk?! Speak up!!!”

    Mr. Frog is giggling and slapping his thighs as if he heard some great joke.

    The more this happened, the more the expressions of the people around him became stiff.

    No matter how drugged he was, he didn’t look normal.

    The sight of Mr. Frog losing his mind… was both unpleasant and terrifying at the same time.

    “A person with gray zombie-like skin killed him?”

    “Yes!!! Everyone is dead! Swing it once and it’ll jump!! Let’s go!!!”

    He waves his hands in all directions as if imitating that image.

    ‘What you said was… saving money…? Are you saying something like that appeared…?’

    Half zombie. Saving money.

    When I first heard that term in a zombie drama, I thought it was so childish that the writer lost his mind. It was to the point where I thought like that.

    I never thought such a being would appear in reality.

    I felt it when zombies appeared, but life was a comedy.

    A sick black comedy.

    “What a waste of money….”

    “Saving money…? Are you talking about that? Half zombie?”

    At Ilho’s words, which sounded like he was ordering half fried chicken with some kind of sauce, Darae let out a helpless laugh that did not fit the situation.

    “What kind of chicken should I order?”

    “Savings or half and half.”

    Ilho answers in a fresh way, as if he were throwing something out.

    As the saying goes, everything was childish.

    The only difference is whether it is a more famous term or a less…or more famous term.

    ‘…are you okay.’

    ‘are you okay.’

    ‘It will be fine.’

    Darae continued to think about the future, repeating the hint in her head.

    ‘Once you see that the frog man was robbed… the reason there was no answer must be annihilation.’

    Most of the coalition… suffered miserably.

    That too.

    · · · – – – · · ·

    SOS

    So much so that you can’t even type the simplest Morse code.

    ‘…Is that possible?’

    I took a moment to gather my thoughts.

    Emergency situation. It was decided to announce the crisis with an SOS signal when a variant appears.

    ‘No matter how strong he is, there’s no way he could have created that many corpses in one minute.’

    In Mr. Frog’s group alone, there were three talented people.

    Aside from the uncle, the two of them are combat workers.

    It was a relatively common and acceptable upper body strengthening ability, but their combat power using their own hormones was not that bad, so it was difficult to say.

    It is possible to defend against even the most difficult physical variants.

    Even if you have the power to kill them easily, it takes time to use it.

    At least 10 minutes.

    It made no sense that there was not a single person to convey the signal for that long.

    “…I hung up.”

    “What?”

    “Wire.”

    At Darae’s words, Ilho hurriedly ran up the stairs and shouted.

    “Fuck…! I really quit!”

    “…as expected.”

    A desperate moment when the guess that the invader is the enemy becomes more and more certain.

    Darae placed her forehead and moaned.

    “Ha… A year with no luck or support.”

    They say that only bad memories remain strong and form a jinx…

    At this point, I realized that it would be difficult to dismiss it as a simple jinx.

    When I left for Gangwon-do…

    ‘Isn’t it, it’s a good thing that I have at least one corner to trust.’

    It was fortunate that he was able to choose flight rather than battle against a monster that cut two talented people like tofu.

    “Let’s go back quickly.”

    “uh.”

    Since the nearest Mr. Frog organization was devastated, there was no guarantee that their residence would be safe.

    While full of anxiety,

    Mr. Frog’s crazy voice echoes through the basement.

    “Giggles! You can’t beat this jerk!!”

    *

    After knocking out Mr. Frog, who kept talking nonsense,

    Darae, who returned at full speed, immediately began preparations for migration.

    “Quickly, quickly load it!!!”

    “Yes!!!”

    Although I had prepared well, I planned to take my time and do it slowly and plannedly.

    But now that the crisis was upon me, I felt resentful of my past self, who had been so relaxed.

    ‘Wouldn’t it be right to just throw it all away?’

    ‘But to throw it all away… wouldn’t one day be okay…?’

    Throw everything away and run away right away.

    Bring the minimum supplies.

    Among the two options, Darae still couldn’t make a decision and just frowned.

    ‘He’s intelligent.’

    White Bone was also an intelligent variant, but it did not have the same power as Jeolbi.

    Even the same brutality as humans.

    There is no evil either.

    White Bone, with its pure hostility towards humans, was relatively simple.

    ‘The savings are different.’

    The carefully dismembered corpse proved that fact.

    that…? she…?

    The thing whose gender I couldn’t even tell was clearly… hunting.

    Even cutting off the telegraph.

    Jisoo came up to Da-rae, who was chewing her fingernails and trembling with anxiety, and offered words of comfort.

    “It’s okay… No, it can’t be okay. Sorry.”

    “…No. Thank you.”

    Darae was not sociable to the point where she could not tell the difference between a comforting word and a false statement.

    Although it was blunt, it was clearly something he said out of concern for himself, and if you think about it, Jisoo was the person who should have been most wronged right now.

    “… You can go to Gangwon-do like this, right?”

    “If I answer no, will you not come?”

    Originally, even if all of the normal alliances were taken, it would have been a loss for Hanseong.

    But it even drags the enemy…?

    My conscience was prickling, but I couldn’t risk my life on my conscience.

    “… No.”

    Even after spitting out an answer, Darae was so embarrassed that she just scratched the floor.

    “Don’t be scared! I won’t die!!!”

    “Yes…?”

    Jisoo smiled brightly when she saw Darae asking blankly at the sudden informal speech.

    “This is what Hanseong often said.”

    “…Ah.”

    Although she hadn’t seen him for a few days, the image of Hansung saying those words was pictured in Darae’s mind.

    [Then we need to increase the land.]

    The way he spoke and the look on his face when he talked about difficult things as if they were no big deal.

    As I remembered that majesty, my heart felt a little lighter.

    “I’m not scared!!!”

    “Yes. Don’t be scared.”

    “They say Hanseong is strong…?”

    “Yes.”

    “You will win…?”

    “Yes!”

    A little more on the answer without any hesitation.

    Darae took lighter steps and ran towards her luggage.

    “Let’s move quickly!! I have to leave this evening!!!”

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