Chapter 226 – 226. America Is Still a Long Way Off

“Hold on tight!! Hey!!! Will you take responsibility if you die? Catch!!! Just catch it!! No, why don’t you know what to say! A little!!!”

Jo Jun shouted at the parasitic humans who had been going crazy after seeing the blood of an outsider for the first time in a while. Jo Jun’s words were absolute, so right away the parasitic humans politely put the human being they were about to tear apart on the floor and exhaled a rough breath.

“Whoa… Since my intelligence is low… It’s hard to even command…”

Jo Joon was about to choke. Somehow, if the Americans quickly escaped the abyss and reported the news outside, things would get entangled, so I had to catch them all here as much as possible.

“Brother, do it while drinking water.”

“Here, candy. If you fall, you become sensitive.”

“Yeah..Yes, thank you..”

Eun-ji and Hwa-young stick close to Jo Joon and assist him. The two of them followed Jo Joon like chewing gum, checked his condition, and effectively handled chores instructed by Jo Joon.

The reason why they cling to Jo Jun’s side and help him is because Jo Jun took too many medicines and his condition deteriorated rapidly. And the identity of the drug was a communication potion.

Like Jo Joon, who can’t speak English at all, he drank more than six bottles of communication potion made by Hellus to communicate smoothly with Americans, and as a result, he showed symptoms of drug addiction.

At the beginning of the disaster, after receiving skills from the evil spirits and remodeling his brain, his pain tolerance increased to an unusually high level, and his mental strength reached the level of post-human level, but his liver was not as healthy as that.

At least, thanks to the various elixirs he had consumed and the samjudgment of Nagaraja that changed his constitution, he was able to endure this much. It’s all because he overdosed on drugs beyond the tolerance level warned by Hellas.

Hellas warned that if you take more than a few bottles, you will feel the abnormal symptoms of heart palpitations and pupil constriction, so from then on you should not take the medicine anymore. However, because Jo Joon’s body was so strong, he didn’t feel any abnormal symptoms until he completely lost his taste.

Rather, it was a disaster caused by too high a pain tolerance.

Of course, if she had her saintly recovery skill, she might easily return to her original state, but her trust in her saintess was close to zero, and her aim was to keep her tied up and her slaves monitoring her. There was.

After all, Jo Joon was leading a tired body to capture and enslave Americans. Moreover, since all of them were quite outstanding awakened voices that reached the bottom of the abyss, he wanted to catch them alive all the more.

“Whoa…”

“Brother, wait a little.”

“Huh. Take it easy. Because Mer is in command. Let’s trust him.”

“Is that so… Ha ha… I keep getting cold sweats..”

Even the owner of the steel stomach, who had never had an upset stomach, was helpless in the face of an overdose of drugs. In the end, Jo Jun leaned against the wall and took a breath until the general situation was sorted out.

Eun-ji and Hwa-young were wary of Yeon-sin, worried that the monsters in the caged nest might approach Jo-jun. It was then that Jo Joon ordered a few Americans to be brought.

“No!! Don kill me please!!!”

“Haa.. Don’t kill bastard. A big guy screams like a kid.. Just eat this.”

Joon forced the Latino man he dragged along to drink a communication potion. Then he had the slave brand stamped on his forehead.

“Can you hear me?”

“Uh… Yes…”

“From now on, answer the questions without lies. It is an order.”

Jo Jun asked him who was in charge of attacking the Maw. Then he pointed a finger at a man who was bound by parasites.

“That black man served as the boss?”

“Yes.. Ericson, to be exact, acted as the manager while Michael was away. He’s not a very likable person. He was ostracized even among his fellow blacks…”

“Okay? Hmm. Right. He still knows more than you, doesn’t he?”

“Ah, no… I know more… Ugh…”

A man suffering from an order not to lie. He dared not say he was better than Erickson. Because he himself was aware of the fact that he was inferior to Ericsson. So the order that he could not lie made him suffer.

“So don’t lie.”

“Ouch… I’m sorry..!! My, please… My life…”

“Whoa.. Class is a knight.. A knight. Are you good at fighting?”

“Yes..! I’m confident when it comes to knife quality..!!”

“Isn’t that a lie?”

“Two, I’ll never tell a lie again…”

“Whoa. Okay. Don’t roll your head.”

Joon fed chestnuts to the Latino man’s head and went towards Ericsson. He gestured to Eun-ji and Hwa-young, who were quickly helping, saying it was okay.

******

“Kiaaaaa!!!!”

“Aww!!! Run!!!!”

“Pusssss…!!”

“Kyaaaaa!!!! Where to run!!”

Ericsson completely lost his fighting spirit at the tumultuous sight, reminiscent of New York at the beginning of the disaster. The fight did not take place. By the time you catch one mushroom monster, five people are on the floor, caught in a swarm of insects.

‘You lost. We… Lost.’

Eriksson’s legs gave out and he sat down on the floor. The hosts of the parasitic tree approached him erratically. As they reached out, the stems of the parasitic tree stretched out and naturally tied Erickson’s hands and feet.

It was painful as the stems of the parasitic tree burrowed into his flesh, but Erickson did not resist. It was because he had seen a man whose limbs had been cut off because he rebelled somehow. Dozens of people were already lying on the floor, dying.

Erikson, who had been watching the group’s downfall in vain, was approached by Joon. He poured the potion into Erickson’s mouth.

“Kek..! Kek… Cough, Cough, Cough…”

Some of the potion went down his airways, and Ericsson, who had been coughing out of breath, barely looked up at his aim. Joon looked down at Ericsson and asked a question.

“Hey. Are you the manager here?”

Erickson nodded his head at Jo Joon’s question and asked in reverse.

“You are… A cultist. Aren’t you the man who set Nicholas into a trap… And made the gods tremble…”

“That’s right. Do you know But does everyone know that information?”

“Haha.. Yes.. Our people are a bit light-mouthed. It was treated as a top secret that Nick became a woman or that she lost her memory, so it was kept quiet, but within a few days, everyone was talking about it. I’m sure everyone has already heard a rough idea of ​​you.”

“Okay? Hmm.”

At Ericsson’s self-deprecating words, Jo Joon thought that he should thoroughly crack down on the slaves.

“Um… By the way, are Michael and Nick… Dead? He must have died too..?”

“Of course he died. There he is.”

“Yes?”

Erickson looked in the direction where he pointed his finger. There, the corpses of Nick and Michael, who had been revived by Son Ha-eun with their shapes preserved almost intact, were wandering around. They rolled their white eyes here and there, opened their mouths, and let out an eerie cry.

“They say it won’t rot well if you revive it as a ghoul.”

“Do you really want to bring them back to life and humiliate them… In order to make us submit more easily?”

“No. It’s not like that. Well, that could also be the reason.”

Joon spoke in a low voice that only Ericsson could hear.

“In case Nick and Michael are resurrected… To humiliate them.”

“Boo, resurrection…?”

“Oops… Seeing that you’re surprised at the word resurrection, you don’t seem to know anything either?”

“Uh… That’s…”

Joon pressed his thumb gently on Erickson’s forehead as he tried to say something.

– Chii Ik!!!

“Keuk.. This is..”

“It is a slave label. Now, get serious with me. Let’s have a Q&A session without lies.”

To Jo Joon, information spit out by non-slaves was of no value. Because the information I heard after blocking the source from telling lies was truly valuable information.

Soon, Erickson’s mouth leaked information about the camp in the eastern part of the United States.

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About 4,200 people.

Among them, there are between 800 and 900 awakened people.

‘It’s impossible to capture them all at once.’

Fierce resistance is expected. And in the midst of such a fight, there will be those who run away.

There were not even three hundred Americans who had entered the abyss. At most, the number was between two hundred and close to a hundred. They captured them all with minimal sacrifice, but if you ask them if they can pointlessly kill and capture all the humans outside, they have no choice but to calculate that it will be difficult.

First of all, there are too many survivors in camps in the eastern United States. Although the jet-black wheel ignores the number of young bugs, it can be seen that it is close to impossible to capture all the survivors in an open space, not a space that is blocked on all sides like a hell.

‘And even if it’s a normal class… Trying to catch close to 800 awakened people by ourselves is… Crazy.’

The number is overwhelming. Even if I dragged all the Awakened slaves out of Hyoseon Girls’ High School, my strength was three or four times different from them. Just as we beat Michael Paty with volume, there was a high possibility that they would also beat us with volume.

“Didn’t you say you communicate with the outside world once a day?”

“Yes.. That’s right. From the perspective of those on the outside, you can think of it as making a call every 24 minutes.”

There is a huge difference in the flow of time between Hell and the outside of Hell. One hour here is one minute outside. So, from the position of people in the abyss, they contacted once a day, but from the position of latecomers waiting outside, they were contacted once every 24 minutes.

So no matter what happens inside, if you spend a little time to deal with it, the situation in the pit is already over.

So, if he went outside and delivered the internal situation verbally, too much time could have already passed in the abyss.

‘Soon the time will come for a regular report… I’ll buy time after I say there’s no problem with Ericsson.’

The large time difference worked to my advantage. From their point of view, it’s hard to be alert because only 24 minutes have passed, but here, a day is passing by. I wish I could buy time

‘In that case… First of all, rather than directly touching their headquarters, it would be more beneficial to drag them into the abyss one by one and gradually turn them all into slaves, starting with the Awakeners.’

All the Americans who have settled down in the abyss have fallen into my hands, so I have to take a strategy to slowly make the rest of them my slaves. That’s how I try to create a miracle in which all the awakened people in their camp are transformed into my slaves before I know it.

‘If I give an order not to show it, they will helplessly drag their colleagues into the abyss, and if they drown all the awakened people in the eastern US camp in the abyss and enslave them…’

Ordinary survivors without powers are also likely to naturally submit to me in order to survive.

‘In the first place, my magic power is around 800 right now. It’s more effective to use the Awoken slaves to control them.’

I get sick if I try to eat too many things at once. Just as I got sick from overdosing on the communication potion this time… So I’ll have to divide it up and swallow it in moderation.

“Mer! And Henry. Get ready.”

First, it goes to the center of the macula. Because I can’t just leave the helpers unattended.