Chapter 136 – 136. The Unexpected Strainer

After perfectly installing the god’s idol in the basement, I took Hwayoung and Yewon, who had nothing to do, and looked around the school. It gives me a new feeling to think that I will be living here after setting up a base.

This is because the mart has been attacked by zombies several times, and there are many blood stains that cannot be erased, and many windows are broken, making it cluttered and unsightly. However, unlike the mart, Hyoseon Girls’ High School avoided the zombie wave, so the scenery was nice and much cleaner than the mart.

While taking a walk with such a pleasant smile, I ran into Jung Ji-yeon, who was repairing a broken turret, and had a short conversation.

“What? Ghosts didn’t come well before?”

“Yeah… I haven’t had a single ghost or anything strange come to me in the week since the update.”

However, after talking with Jeong Ji-yeon, an engineer, I found out that, to my surprise, even before the god idol was installed, ghosts did not come to the school. So, it seems that the people of Hyoseon Girls’ High School, who did not feel the need for the god’s idol, chose not to enter the forest of the missing people rather than risk it. Originally, the background of urban ghost stories is the school, which is the most basic law, but for some reason, it is ironic that there are no ghosts in schools.

At that time, Hwayoung, who was listening next to her, spoke her thoughts.

“Hmm.. You said that ghosts come out especially in places where grudges are concentrated. Right?”

“Right..?”

“And since the disaster started and a lot of people died, especially in the downtown area… Maybe it doesn’t appear often around Hyo-seon Girls’ High School?”

Hwa-yeong’s opinion was that ghosts did not occur frequently in the neighborhood because it was rare for people to die painfully at Hyo-seon Girls’ High School, which started with engineers, plant farmers, and guild managers from the beginning of the disaster.

Hwayoung’s opinion was supported by Yewon. Both of them had seen and felt something since they both stayed at the mart for almost a week while I was in the forest of the missing.

“And… Oppa… I observed it from the rooftop… Uh, isn’t there a sports center we destroyed?”

“Uh, there.”

So many people died at the sports center. Moreover, even before we robbed ourselves of food, all kinds of terrible things were being done, from cannibalism to unspeakable things.

In particular, Lee Chan-sung, their leader, was a Jinseong swashbuckler, so he reached the point of decorating those who were tortured as works of art. Since it was such a place, there was no choice but to have a lot of grudges.

“But there… There were too many of them… I think it was a place designated as a psychic spot… And the ghosts used it as a base to roam around, but most of them returned to that place before the night passed… “

“So Yewon, what you’re saying is that’s the base of the ghosts… Is this it?”

“Yeah… And since Hyoseon Girls’ High School is much farther from the sports center than the Woori Mart we were at… I wonder if the ghosts haven’t come yet..? Killing all the survivors in the immediate vicinity… Maybe he’s trying to come step by step…”

“There is a point. He might be walking around with the feeling of gradually expanding his area of ​​activity… Assuming he has intelligence enough to burn even ghosts… Or more.”

Soon after the downtown area turns into a no-man’s-land, the ghosts will try to flock here. At that time, the idol of God will already be operating normally, so it doesn’t matter. It can be seen that the timing was right. At that time, Lee Eun-ha approached me with a serious expression. It seems you were looking for me.

“Hey, Eunha Lee. What’s wrong with your expression Are you sick?”

“That’s… Ginyang… I’m a little dizzy and my heart is depressed…”

Eunha Lee has been complaining of dizziness and unexplained depression. She was a child who was fine even after eating ghosts like crazy… She was worried when she suddenly complained of her pain. Could it be… That the devoured monsters aren’t doing it to burst out from within?

“Hey.. Eunha. Shall I find some painkillers for you?”

“Ah, I’m sorry.. That’s what medicine will do.. How can I say this..”

“Tell me your symptoms.”

“Go-go-gei… It’s a bit stuffy to breathe… And I feel uncomfortable… And I feel like I won’t be able to stay here.”

Why the hell are you doing this? Rather than feeling seriously ill somewhere, it felt like something was really bad. Embarrassed, I called Juha, who probably knew Lee Eun-ha the best.

In the middle of the day, Juha, who was carrying ingredients to the school annex, approached. Then he touched Eunha’s body here and there, then shook his head and said there was nothing wrong.

“Since he was young, he was strong, so he never had a cold. Eunha, if you are sick, don’t hold back and talk to your sister in detail.”

“Uh, sister… That’s…”

Lee Eun-ha explains the symptoms she is feeling to her older sister.

Since he didn’t come out of school properly, he has a bit of a weak vocabulary, so I have a feeling that he’s not good at talking gibberish… But after listening closely, Lee Eun-ha seemed uncomfortable here.

‘No way…’

Does the effect of God’s Idol work on Lee Eun-ha?

No matter how you think about it, it seems so. When she entered the school, she felt nothing, but seeing that she just started feeling like something was weighing her down, from the moment I sacrificed one of the inspirations and activated the idol of the god, she became very moody. It looks bad.

‘Lee Eun-ha, who is not undead but a curse doll, is having such a hard time. How about Son Ha-eun or Dyurahan, who are completely undead?’

They are probably experiencing similar symptoms. I called Ha Jin-woo, who was moving the water tank to the school roof with Kang Eun-jung.

“Hey, Jinwoo! Do you know where Son Ha is?”

“Yes? Oh, you mean that skeleton kid?”

“Uh. He and the headless one.”

“When I saw them earlier, they were sitting at the back entrance of the school. Called and no answer. I think she said she was tired.”

As expected, both of them were completely spread due to the effect of the God Idol. I hugged Lee Eun-ha, who complained of dizziness, and headed for her back door.

“Uh.. The owner’s brother..”

“Neck.. Neck.. No..”

The two of them were sitting next to the back door and staring blankly at the sky. In fact, Son Ha-eun has no eyeballs and Dyurahan has no head, so I have no idea where they are looking, but they both look stupid anyway.

“Hey, are you guys dizzy and not feeling well right now?”

“Uh… Deceive… I don’t know because it’s only bones… I’m a bit sagging… I don’t know why it’s like this.”

“Give me your neck… Give me your neck…”

Neither wanted to come inside the school. Moreover, Dyurahan was lying on the floor and talking nonsense as if he had been completely discharged. Of course, it’s always bullshit.

“Hmm.. What can I do? You.”

Lee Eun-ha, Son Ha-eun, and Gu Kyo-han seemed to have a problem. Me, Hwayoung, and Eunji have no problems, but these three are undead and cursed dolls, so I completely tasted them. Although he is a player, his race is undead, so he seems to be receiving the effects of the god’s idol.

‘By the way… Is Curse Doll also undead…? I don’t think so.. Rather, since it’s a doll, isn’t it closer to an inanimate object? What happened to the judgment range?’

To be honest, just tell Son Ha-eun, a rich man, or Gu Kyo-han, a Dura-han, to live outside the school. Because they are children who will never get infected from being bitten by zombies, and they do not need to eat or sleep. Dullahan can just hunt zombies or skeletons and focus on his hobbies, neck pulling, and Son Ha-eun can also play with the corpses that Dullahan caught.

The problem is the galaxy. She has already mixed her body with me and entered the harem. She can’t be abandoned like a dog. So we had to find a way. Around that time, Ah-Reum, who had finished escorting the rear-car, approached.

“Has everyone seen Aram unnie?”

“Aram? Didn’t you see? Why?”

“No, you keep making me work and skipping.. Uh..? But why is everyone so serious?”

“Ah.. Beautiful.. That’s..”

I explained the situation to Ah-ram, who was annoyed by taking over all of A-ram’s time. Then she nodded her head and gave a clear answer.

“Isn’t that just a matter of vomiting up the monster that Eunha ate?”

“Huh?”

“Looks like class or race doesn’t matter. He said he ate a ghost. Then that would be the problem isn’t it? Then I’ll go look for my sister again.”

“Uh, uh. Yes. Good job.”

I realized right away from Areumie’s words. I don’t know about Son Ha-eun, who has only bones, or Dyurahan, who doesn’t have a head, but Eun-ha is not undead. My heart is beating just fine, and it’s warm when I’m hugging you.

‘If class or race is a problem, then I, a half-person, and Hwa-young, a vampire, must also have a problem. Even Eunji is a monster.’

But all three were fine. Then this is a problem that only the undead face, so the answer is simple. The monsters swallowed by the galaxy were rampaging inside.

‘That’s why you said you were dizzy and upset before…’

Therefore, in order to receive the protection of the idol, Eun-ha had no choice but to vomit the strangeness, as Ah-reum said.

“The monsters you swallowed… Haven’t digested it yet?”

“Rather than digestion.. They were fighting among themselves.. But the other day there was only one left.”

“That’s right.. Then I’ll just have to vomit him.”

“Yes…”

I quickly grabbed hold of the handle of the ghost sword that Yang Ji-sang dwelled in, in order to slash and kill the powerful monstrosity forged by solitude.

[Uhhhhh…! Lord, master… Finally… Finally… Did my voice reach you…! Ah!! Oh God!!]

I was taken aback by the loud cry. Yang Ji-sang cried out to God with a voice full of ecstasy… But that’s not it. The voice of an old ghost never reached me. I just grabbed the handle to use it.

“What, what is it? Ah… You were a ghost too.”

Looking at it, Yang Ji-sang was also undead. It’s a possessed soul… It’s undead. Anyway, I stopped the galaxy that was trying to spit out the solitude right away and be comfortable. Because Yang Ji-sang seemed to have something to say. Eun-ha, who was spitting out loneliness, hastily covered her mouth with both hands.

[Lord, I thought I was going to die… At this rate… I might reach Buddhahood… Eh? I think that would be better.]

Yangjisang is useful. You can’t pay it off already.

“Hey, wait! If you attain Buddhahood, you will go to hell.”

[Ugh… Gee, hell…!!!]

“And I also gave you a concubine the other day. We get along well.”

She seems to have cut off Dodomeki and put him in the seat next to Yang Ji-sang. When I mentioned Dodomeki, Yang Ji-sang suddenly shut up.

[…

It made me feel bad because I remembered the sly face of an old man who was shy about having a woman next to him.

When I showed off my bad mood, Yang Ji-sang quickly turned the fire on.

[Lord, master.. That was earlier.. When you killed that old man.]

“Uh.”

[This is what I felt after making a memorial service for that inspiration…]

To sum up Yang Ji-sang’s words, it seems that the underground warehouse where the god’s idol was enshrined was somehow comfortable. Yang Ji-sang said that he was full of the energy of death. It was like a tomb or graveyard.

“So… The underground warehouse where the god’s idol is placed is full of fraud… And after leaving the underground warehouse, he suddenly felt bad. To the extent that it pays off.”

[Yes. That’s what I mean!]

Idols of gods are never sacred objects. It’s like a homekeeper for the undead that works with human souls as fuel.

Therefore, as long as the place where the item was enshrined, fraud could have spread enough. So Yang Ji-sang or Son Ha-eun could make it their home. Dyurahan doesn’t like narrow places, so you can patrol around the school.

‘It’s a place where even the dead body of an old man hasn’t been removed… I’ll give it to Son Ha-eun’s workshop.’

Son Ha-eun, who had to fiddle with the corpse anyway, needed a personal space. So she won’t sleep, so she can protect her idols 24 hours a day and play with the corpses of those buried in an underground storage room.

“First of all, Eunha.. I’m sorry to have kept you waiting. Hurry up and vomit your solitude… Son Ha-eun, be patient.”

First of all, I have to deal with Eunha, who is covering her mouth with both hands from the feeling of vomiting.

Seeing the darkness seep out between her fingers, it seems that she is on the verge of vomiting solitude right away.