episode_0303

There was a saying in the Bible like this:

They say that when I come, I will come like a robber in the night.

I don’t know if that’s accurate or not, but that’s the situation right now.

I felt something coming.

No, it would be correct to say ‘something’ rather than ‘something’.

It’s literally a situation that seems like it’s going to turn around.

I don’t know the details, but it was clear that the zombies beyond the bridge had begun their activities.

Otherwise, there’s no way I could feel this ominous feeling.

It’s obvious when you see the body temperature rising as if it’s been waiting there.

So, to save some time, I started running straight toward the bridge.

As I started running, a deacon behind me asked a question.

“Me, sister. Where are you going!?”

“I think the zombies are coming! Just in case, stay inside the building!”

“…Yes?”

“It’s no joke!”

I could have bet all my money that zombies would come.

Is it because I lost my head while dealing with so many zombies?

Now, my intuition regarding zombies is as reliable as Kang Si-woo’s intuition.

Even if the zombies didn’t come, it was worth scouting.

I thought it was just my mood, but what if it really came?

So, regardless of what I heard behind me or not, I ran toward the bridge.

The result is, well.

“I’m going crazy, really…”

It was beyond my imagination.

Yes, it’s truly beyond my imagination, so I don’t even know what to say.

I saw endless green waves coming from the bridge, slowly approaching here.

If it only comes from that direction, I don’t know.

Feeling uncomfortable, I turned my head back and saw another green wave.

A few thousand. No, tens of thousands. Wouldn’t it be strange if hundreds of thousands of zombies came here?

Of course, I wasn’t confident that I could win against that number of zombies.

No, isn’t it strange that I am confident of winning?

But that didn’t mean I wanted to run away and leave others behind.

All this time, you’ve been running away from reality instead of facing it properly, right?

So this time, I planned to fight until the end.

Even if what awaits at the end is death.

…And this isn’t a must-lose event?

No matter how much I thought about it, the number of zombies approaching from far away made no sense.

There must have been a fight between survivors and zombies while working in Seoul.

Even after so many months, there are still enough zombies to cover the roads?

This damn bitch must have been using zombies as nutrition for some reason?

No matter how much I think about it, it’s normal for the zombie seeds to have dried by now.

No, in fact, it was obvious that the zombie seeds had all dried up.

They probably sacrificed high-ranking variants to produce moderately strong zombies.

So I thought all I had to do was overcome this attack.

It didn’t matter if this attack wasn’t the end.

Even if that happened, I had no intention of running away.

This was a battle that would not end until one of them died.

Either she dies or I die and pass out.

…I guess I’m just going to approach it with that kind of determination.

“It’s getting annoying…”

I deliberately grumbled and picked up the walkie-talkie I had received from the man.

Then I pressed the button and delivered just one word.

“I will come back after playing.”

I guess I should at least tell you where I went.

But if you say it too seriously, they’ll worry.

So, I thought something just this… frivolous would be okay.

Actually, unless you’re a high-ranking variant, dealing with zombies is fun for me, right?

“Have fun… let’s have fun!”

I ran across the roof of the building, shouting that on purpose.

once. twice. third time. How many buildings did they jump over?

It wasn’t long before I saw the perfect place to land.

So, without hesitation, I launched myself and enjoyed a few seconds of weightlessness.

“Well…?”

“Geuuh!”

“Yes, you don’t have to moan. That’s enough to say hello!”

Thankfully, several of the zombies underneath me were completely destroyed.

Something sticky splashed on my cheek, but I didn’t care and lifted the baton.

The zombies weren’t afraid when they saw me.

He just moaned for a moment and then started running like crazy.

There were surprisingly few zombies running on the ground on two legs.

Most of the zombies literally hit like waves, stepping on the same zombies or on the exterior walls of buildings.

There was nothing I could do right now in front of those waves.

As soon as I extended my arm to swing the baton, I got caught in it.

I felt tingling pain all over my body.

I felt my entire body being stretched, starting from my legs.

I lost my balance in an instant and lost touch with the ground as I moved around in the waves.

Losing the land is exactly what it says.

At some point, my leg, which was floating, just kept kicking the air or something.

Occasionally I would touch something hard, but I couldn’t land on it properly.

That’s because all you could see was a corpse.

Even if you look here, there are corpses. If you look over there, there’s a corpse. Even when I close my eyes, I still feel like a corpse.

I worked hard to stay centered in a world full of green.

How long has it been?

Just when I thought I had swung the baton with all my might, my body fell to the floor.

I wasn’t stupid enough to miss such a lucky opportunity.

I lay down for a moment, then got up and swung the baton as fast as I could.

Every time the baton was swung like that, the zombies’ bodies exploded.

But other zombies rushed in much faster than they could make room.

The waves were about to wash over me once again, and this time something needed to be done.

Falling into a zombie took more stamina than I thought.

Just getting out of the living waves is one thing, you damn bastards.

I couldn’t breathe because the weight of one person was pressing down on me.

It’s like learning that you can regenerate a bite or wound, but you can’t prevent suffocation.

In any case, it was clear that something special was needed.

If I fought further without that, I would lose or get seriously injured.

But there’s no way something like that exists, right?

I jumped into this again without thinking much.

And just because you think about it more doesn’t mean you’ll get the answer.

Above all, the fact that the answer was given without even thinking about it also played a part.

“Now, come on! Let’s have a proper fight…!”

While shouting that, he swung the baton with all his might.

Several zombies that had been hit by bats flew through the air and fell into the waves.

There was an empty spot, and zombies filled it again.

In fact, the zombies are falling, but it is a sight that raises doubts.

But at best, it didn’t cause a problem to this extent.

You can think of them as insects that are half neutralized by my single attack.

Even if I was unlucky enough to get seriously hurt by those bugs, it was okay.

“I start now…!”

The more exhausted I was, the more zombies flew away each time I swung the baton.

The faster the wound healed, the stronger the power I could produce at once became.

After a while, everything around me was practically my weapon.

I pulled out a sign and waved it.

I stepped on the floor with all my might and threw the shattered remains.

They grabbed whatever was around and threw it anywhere.

How many times did that happen?

It seems like the zombies have finally come to understand that this is an unnecessary act.

The waves that seemed like they would keep crashing down on me slowly began to decrease in force.

Of course, there was no high-ranking mutant commanding this.

It’s clear that an order was given, but it must be somewhere safe.

Well, I could say that it was actually better that way.

To be honest, I wasn’t planning on making a life-or-death decision right now.

My goal is to moderately reduce the number of zombies.

Wouldn’t it be more difficult if we continued fighting like this and lost contact with the deacons?

I don’t know about the deacons, but other people will panic because I’m gone.

“Ha, I think I’m lucky.”

Of course, no one answered.

The zombies just rolled their bleary eyes here and there and let out meaningless groans.

Well, I didn’t say it expecting an answer, so it didn’t really matter.

I had no intention of continuing the conversation for a long time even if I answered anyway.

After thinking about it for a while, I swung my fist with all my might.

With a loud noise, the pillar of the building where the fist hit was crushed.

I didn’t stop there and kept swinging my fist, destroying a nearby building.

The result of breaking a pillar like a woodcutter chopping a tree with an ax is truly destructive.

The building fell and a loud noise was heard that was incomparable to the previous time.

A lot of dust rose where the building fell and then slowly settled.

The zombies that were unlucky enough to be crushed by the building struggled and stopped moving.

Of course, there was no intention of ending with just one building.

It seemed like we would have to destroy a few more houses to stop the advance of those damn zombies.

It wasn’t a bad choice for me to go on a rampage, but it was right to rule it out.

The bitch I knew was a bitch who put her own safety first.

I don’t think a bitch like that would even use her own escort as material.

So it was clear that there must be a high-ranking mutant protecting him.

Either that, or he strengthened himself tremendously and made it impossible for anyone to touch him.

No matter what it is, the fact that the situation is a bit annoying is the same.

So, that was the moment when I tried to make a little fuss.

“…Oh?”

…There was a tremendous pain in my abdomen, and a red-colored awl came out of my stomach.