Chapter 1 – 1. Start

January 31, 2022. Monday. 8:30 am.
The first day of the Lunar New Year holiday, excluding weekends.

Room 301 in a shabby hallway apartment.
A man sitting alone in a dark and shady room.

Jang Jo-joon, a 30-year-old single man with no family, no lover, no real friends, only a co-worker who doesn’t want to contact his saved contacts.

He didn’t have a single seizure outside the house all day, ate ramen or instant noodles for all three meals, and left his cell phone in a corner of the room when there was no need to contact anyone, focusing only on the TV screen.

Jang Jo-joon, who is truly a model of a homebody, was enjoying the game he had been keeping busy throughout the holiday season, reducing his sleeping time by cramming himself into a corner of the house.

“Haa… It’s fun…”

Jo Joon let out a pleasant sigh as he blew the zombie’s head off the TV screen with his katana.

Without thinking about anything else, he was killing zombies with ignorance without hesitation, so I felt like all the worries in the world had disappeared.

Not to mention drinking, his only hobby, which he doesn’t prefer to go out of the house, was quietly playing console games at home.

In particular, he felt like he would be blown away by being able to play the new zombie parkour action survival game that he had neglected for two months during the holiday season.

“It’s really fucking fun. Oh, I hate going to work.”

Of course, the happy times pass quickly. The fact that was so obvious made Jo Joon a little impatient. Three days later, because he wanted to see the ending of the game before this honeyed time was over.

After all, console-type games like this naturally get out of hand the more you drag them on. It’s best to go to the king while cooking.

“Haa… Just ruin everything… Don’t go to work…”

Those were just words I muttered to myself half-complainingly, not wanting to go to work.
But did God overhear his murmur?

Perhaps he awakened the evil spirits who had been sleeping because of the thoughts of people who did not want to return to their daily lives.

Immediately after Zhang Zhaojun uttered a grievous grievance, all mankind heard a voice.

[Thank you for enjoying ‘The Earth’.]
[Thanks to your support, the DLC ‘Eternal Night’ is down.]
[Please continue to love us.]

A very inorganic system notification sound.
It was the voice of God that people all over the world heard at the same time.

“Fuck. What was it… A game sound?”

An emotionless, low-pitched, inorganic voice.

Unfortunately, Jang Jo-jun, who was wearing a headset, dismissed God’s voice as just noise in the game. This is because the god’s voice was very similar to that of the AI ​​in the game.

Moreover, the voice of God was half buried in his memory and disappeared as the zombies in the game were crying nonstop before Jo Joon had time to concentrate and listen to his voice.

So he quickly turned off his nerves.
It was because I had to swing my katana at the zombies who were swinging their arms right in front of me.

Jo Joon immersed himself in the game, thinking that the day after tomorrow the holiday would be over, so he had to make the game go a little faster. After the holidays, I don’t know when I’ll be able to concentrate like this and only play games.

Three days passed.

In the meantime, it was quite noisy outside the house, but it was a neighborhood with a lot of drunks and crazy old people, so I skipped it.

“Haa… That was so damn good…”

Jang Jo-joon was excited that he could see the ending credits soon.
I rubbed my eyes in the feeling of having finished a game during the Lunar New Year holidays.

My eyes were sore from playing too much.
My ears were a bit deaf because I was wearing the headset for a long time.

“Ah… Ha~am… Should I wash my face…”

Right before watching the ending, I paused the game and took off my headset.
I heard the now familiar sound of someone knocking on the front door with a fist.

– Bang bang!

‘Mistress… Are you a crazy kid on the 4th floor? It’s been quiet lately, and then it’s shit again. I don’t know why they come here after drinking.’

A surprise visit from a drunken man from the upper house.
Drunk and mistaken for the number of floors, she comes here and knocks on the door.
It didn’t happen often, but it happened two or three times a month.

In the shabby hallway apartment he lives in, there are all sorts of idiots, and the middle-aged man living in the house just above was one of those idiots.

– Bang bang!!!

But today the knocking on the door is a bit harsh.
Normally, I would go there, but today I don’t go and I’m knocking on the door.

-Boom! Boom! Boom!

‘Are you really a crazy bastard…’

There’s not much left until the ending.
Kill 3 more zombies and you’re done.

As a game in which he spent all his precious holidays, he wanted to enjoy the afterglow of the ending alone. However, I can’t concentrate on the sudden visit of the idiot from upstairs.

“Hey, Shiva. It’s fucking annoying.”

Eventually he walked to the front door and slammed the door open.
As much as possible, I don’t want to blush with my neighbors, but the kid from upstairs is so fucking like that, so I thought I could throw a double swearing at it without giving a chance.

“No, uncle. This isn’t your house… Is it?”

Jo Joon, who was about to tell him to swear at him and get out of the house if he can’t communicate, saw the uncle standing upstairs stupidly in front of the front door and wanted something like this.

“Uhhhhh…”

The man upstairs who is dripping blood.

His eyes were full of white foreign substances, as if he had cataracts, and his whole body was covered in blood of unknown origin.

Especially when you look at the yellow teeth exposed through the torn cheeks and the long torn forehead…

It was exactly the same as what Jo Joon was looking at over the screen just before.

“Zombie…?”

“Uhhh!!!”

The man upstairs, who had turned into a zombie, pushed his teeth into the house.

“Ahh! Fuck this!”

Of course, he turned into a zombie and tried to bite Jo Joon.
After biting, tasting and enjoying it, he was full of intentions to make them his own people!

“Uuuuu!!!”

Aim was pushed and fell by the zombies. A middle-aged zombie climbed on top of the fallen man.

Jo Joon is not the type to scream in embarrassment at each and every one of these shitty situations.
Having worked for a crazy small business for many years, he was a man with the boldness to accept the situation as it appeared.

“Aaah!!!”

So, even though he was on the verge of being bitten, he calmly took the same action as the character in the game.

No big deal. It’s just an act of twisting your body with all your might and slashing your elbow into the zombie’s jaw.

Kwakjak! Clumsy!

There was a crunching sound in the sudden elbow, and the zombie tumbled out to the side of her, her jaw twisting strangely.

“This fucking baby! Even if I die, I’ll fuck in front of someone’s house!”

He jumped to his feet, accentuated his words, and kicked the middle-aged man upstairs who had become a zombie.
As he kicked three or four times and mercilessly trampled his neck, the zombie wriggled and shook his body.

“Fuck bitch! I always wanted to lose, but it took me well! Search!”

Joon quickly locked the front door before another zombie got in the way.
There will be no answer if zombies come in a defenseless state without weapons or anything.

After closing the door, Joon quickly ran to the kitchen and took out a frying pan that was clean and free of grease. Then he hit the head of the zombie obsessed with the floor daughter.

Kang! Kang! Kang! Poop!

“Uh uh uh uh…”

The zombie, who had already been unable to stand up due to his cervical vertebrae being shattered by Jo Joon’s kicking and was only rubbing his body, could not resist and was hit by Jo Joon’s attacks one after another.

In the meantime, the zombies gathered in front of the porch were crying bizarrely, hitting and scratching the door.

“All off! You bastards!”

“Uuuuu!!!”

Those weak and stupid zombies have no way to break down the front door right now. So he decided not to care about the zombie cries anymore.

I just kept hitting the trembling zombie on the head with a frying pan. Until the movement stops completely.

Soon, the zombie’s head exploded in half, crushing it.

Push!

A stream of rotten blood gushed from the broken skull.

“Ah… Thu, mistress. Nastily…”

Blood splashed down Joon’s face as well. Only then was Jo Joon able to stop his swinging arm. The zombie’s head was already completely crushed. Even the frying pan was so crumpled that I couldn’t even see her before.

“Whoa… Fuck… What the hell is going on…”

He roughly wiped the blood from her face with the back of his hand and looked down at the motionless zombie with an eerie expression.

A fishy, ​​foul smell of blood spread through the house.
Cho Joon rummaged through his coat pocket, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it in front of the dead body of the man from the upper house.

Cigarettes, which I don’t like to smoke, are pulling a lot today.
Then, as he blew out the cigarette smoke, something came to mind in front of his eyes.

[The level has risen by 1.]
[A job is created.]
[Class: Cultist]
[Select a job skill.]
[Achievement achieved! ‘First kill!’]
[Achievement achievement reward will be given.]
[I got 5 coins by killing zombies.]

Exhaling smoke, he threw the frying pan he hadn’t put down carelessly and rubbed his forehead.

[Jang Jo-jun]
[Level: 1]
[Class: Cultist]
[Strength: 13]
[Agility: 12]
[Health: 11]
[Will: 18]
[HP: 10]
[Lucky: 666]

“Haa… Am I crazy…”

Soon the status window disappeared.

“What the hell is this all about…”

His hands, as well as the clothes he was wearing and the front door were all covered in zombie blood.
It is a very unpleasant and unsanitary sight.

What was even more disgusting was the smell of poison and the thick smell of blood that emanated from the dead body.

“Haa, you son of a bitch… Seriously why would you crawl over to my house even after you die?”

He smoked the last cigarette he had left, and rubbed it on the dead zombie’s body to put it out.
I felt that the smell of rotting corpses was at least slightly covered by rubbing the cigarette.

“Ah.. When are you going to put this away?”

I’m already feeling stuffy at the thought of getting rid of zombie corpses.

Scratching his head, he eventually decided to turn a blind eye to the immediate problem.

“Whoa.”

He casually went to the bathroom.
I washed his hands and wiped the blood from his face.

After washing his face, he went back and sat down in front of the TV.
I turned on the paused game and killed the zombies that were not long before the ending.
Like a machine, he found zombies and cut them to death with his katana.

-THE END.

The TV screen turns black and the end credits roll.
Joon looked at the screen for a moment, then raised his head toward the ceiling and closed his eyes.

Hyeonta rushing deep. The deep lingering lingering feeling of the ending of the game, which was seen after a long holiday.
Enjoying that, Joon remained still for a while.

After enjoying the afterglow for about 10 minutes, he got up again and approached the dead man from the upper house.

In fact, until a little while ago, I couldn’t even tell if all of this was a dream or a birthday. However, seeing the dead body again, it was clear that this was not a dream.

It wasn’t like a bad nightmare. It was a reality right in front of my eyes.

There is a corpse on the floor of the hallway, still wet with rotten blood.
Joon wondered why the hell this had happened to him.

He checked his cell phone, which he hadn’t looked at in days.

[Emergency Disaster Message (132)]

There were disaster warning texts and several sporadic texts for identification.

Each of the letters contained non-daily content. For example, they were warnings about abnormal situations such as the appearance of zombies. If I hadn’t seen the zombies myself, I would have shook my head, saying, “What kind of nonsense text is this?”

It seems that even such a text hasn’t come since yesterday.

‘It’s a zombie virus that’s out of time for the new year.’

He checked the text more carefully.
Among the hundreds of disaster text messages, there were a few that were more novel than zombie text messages.

‘This world was actually a game… New content started three days ago…? What kind of bullshit is this…’

When I checked the contents of the text, I was in awe.

The world has been ruined, zombies are roaming around, and I don’t know what happened, but there are a few humans like you who can see the status window.

I could only sigh when I saw text messages saying that the world had changed like a game.

Joon didn’t know if he had gone mad or if he had gone mad with the world.

After locking himself in his room for days, catching and killing zombies on the monitor, he wondered if he had gone insane.

However, no matter how much you think about it, this horrific scene was too real to be an illusion brought about by insanity.

A dead zombie with an exploded head, a stench that pierced her nose, and even the cries of other zombies who had been hitting the front door from before.

These are all hallucinations and cannot be fake.

“I got fucked. Sibal…”

Jo Jun realized that his life as well as the lives of all mankind had fallen into hell.