Chapter 345 – 345. Find, Raid, and Steal (2)

-Bang!!!!

-Pud de de de de de deuk!!!!!

“Ahhhhh !!!

“Get away!!! You bastard with this nursing care!!!”

“Kyaaaaa!!!!!”

Scream. It’s a sad background sound if you don’t have it now.

Numerous Korean-Chinese who tried to abandon the base and ran away were beaten by the mushroom people and were blown back to the base.

Some of them were crushed to death, but I didn’t say anything special because I couldn’t care about each and every one so that they wouldn’t die.

In the first place, those dog-like mushrooms spew out spores like crazy people if they were just nagging, so it’s better to just let them do it on their own.

More than anything, just showing that level of interpersonal deterrence is amazing.

But unfortunately, since I couldn’t make more than 300 of them, there were gaps here and there—- some of them escaped through those gaps.

“Wow…”

Of course, even that gap is blocked by the hosts of the parasitic tree. It was like a rat in a poison. If I just stay still, I won’t be crushed to death.

“Thirty bastards who escaped into the sewer… Track them down.”

-Kishia…

Anyway, I ordered them to continue to pursue the fugitives. The offspring of the jet-black wheels are chasing those escaping through the aqueduct, so they don’t miss a single one.

And if I let them run away, maybe I’ll find another group of survivors I don’t know about.

You can’t escape from me unless you fly through the sky and run away. Moreover, even if he flew into the sky and ran away, he was confident enough to catch him. Because I have wings too.

“Huhhhhh”

“Keuk…”

“Ahhhhh–!”

Children crying. Adults in tears.

Those who eventually decided to give in gathered in front of me. Everyone seems to have lost their fighting spirit as the mushroom man turned dozens of people into meat on the spot.

“These bastards… How many are crawling out? Keep coming.”

All the Korean-Chinese who were hiding, including children and adults, were dragged out. But there were so many of them that it was impossible to count them all.

It seems that more than 1,000 people were still alive. In the beginning, they were pretty well defended, so there were strangely many of them. Of course, not as much as Chester, which was a survivor’s camp in the eastern United States.

“Chuckers. So many of them survived… So far, I’ve been hiding only in the zone.”

Ha Jin-woo and the scouting team, whose main mission was to loot goods, mostly robbed department stores and hypermarkets, so it is highly likely that they did not come to Chinatown.

That’s why such a large group of survivors has been able to stay undetected.

“Hey! Ha Jin-seong!”

“Yes, yep!!”

“What are these bastards? That so many pups were living for free. How the fuck are you going to take responsibility for this?”

“Ah, no… That’s…”

“Aren’t you straight? Get out of here.”

“Oh no! Outside is Jin-woo’s responsibility!”

“What, now. Are you passing all the responsibility on to your brother?”

“Yes!”

“Uh… You shameless bastard…”

Ha Jin-seong openly handed over all responsibility to the reconnaissance team. This brazen child. Maybe it’s because he’s been rolling under me for a long time, but he’s become ridiculously impudent.

“Kuhmm.. Well anyways..”

I first looked around the thugs who led the Korean-Chinese community. These are very rebellious eyes. The impression is also bad.

“Ouch…”

“Whoop… Whoop…”

“What is this… What is going on…”

Also, right now, in front of me, the people who actually managed Chinatown and the people who united the Korean-Chinese thug organizations were sitting on their knees.

The rest of the minnows stood in a row with their hands raised above their heads under the watchful eye of the mushroom men and parasites.

“Okay, yes. What is your name?”

“Castle Restoration… It is restoration…”

“Your name is so unique. Isn’t it?”

“Uh.. Yes.”

I took one step closer to Seong Bok-gu, the Korean-Chinese head of Chinatown, who was shivering.

“Recovery. Do you guys have any debts owed to me?”

“Yes..? Wealth or debt?”

“No shit. No debt.”

“Ahhh. That debt…”

“Yeah that. Now I have to pay it back slowly.”

“Oh, my God!! We have no money borrowed from you!! There is something wrong with this…”

“Damn. Who wants real money You guys survived here eating rice cakes, making rice cakes, and eating f***ing good food. So, pay for survival. Why would you live comfortably and not pay for your survival?”

“Yeah..? No.. This, I don’t understand.. Bird, survival fee..”

“Uh. Don’t want to pay for survival? Uh uh Are you following the guide? Don’t you want to survive Are you doing this because you don’t want to live? Right? That’s right!!! Fuck!!! Answer me right!!!!”

“Oh, my God!! I’ll give it to you!!! Save me!! Please help me!!!!”

Seong Bok-gu, the Korean-Chinese leader, began to pray by throwing his head into the asphalt as he pulled out his sword and danced with his sword.

“Whoa… Yes. You have to pay Why do you keep looking at your liver?”

“Heuuuuu”

“Good. I’ll save you. If you want to live instead, you have to pay 10,000 coins per person.”

“Yeah eh? Is this, 10,000 coins?! Oh no…”

“What, shit. Can’t you pay? Don’t have that either? Should I just pay with my life?”

“Ah, no.. That’s Ira.. Me, me too.. The rest of the people…”

– Wow…

The Abyssal Maw opened her mouth.

In response, Sung Bok-gu peed in his pants and shook his head desperately as he lifted his face covered in tears and runny nose. There was even blood flowing down his forehead, so he was speechless.

“Heuuuuu… Sal, save me… Please… Please…”

“It’s 10,000 coins per person. If you don’t have it, you’ll have to make one. I can’t live without the ability to pay 10,000 coins.”

Hehe…”

“But. Even if you don’t have 10,000 coins, you can buy it if you are a special class Awakener.”

“Yes..!?”

“Apart from common jobs such as fighters and warriors, I can live without paying coins for my favorite unique awakening classes.”

“Well, then those who can’t have coins in the first place…”

“It’s over when there are no Awoken members in the family to support.”

“Ah…”

10,000 coins.

For me, who runs slaves, 10,000 coins is now just the price of gum. Moreover, if you send Keker to Hell and starve for a few days, you will earn more than that.

In addition, once you start trading in earnest on the black market, you will no longer have to suffer for coins. I’ve never had much trouble from the beginning.

“Ah! And one of the girls I love likes kids. Even if he looked at everything else, he said he couldn’t tolerate killing a child. So, especially children under the age of 10 live for free. And! Even the humans who haven’t killed a zombie yet fall aside!”

Heesun noona likes kids. Moreover, it is perfect for sending children whose egos have not yet been properly completed to the hell to receive injection education.

So you have to keep it alive. Children who have been brainwashed since childhood are perfect for turning into fanatics.

And those who have not yet killed zombies or hostile creatures are highly likely to awaken, so they are excluded again.

“And seniors over 60. Get all over there.”

I don’t like old people very much. Even Korean-Chinese don’t like it. That’s why I don’t like older Korean-Chinese twice as much.

There is no way to do this.

“Now, then, from now on, I will start dividing people who deserve to survive in earnest and those who don’t. Hey Jinsung. Now, make yourself a slave.”

“Yep! Leave it to me!!”

Ha Jin-seong shouts vigorously as if he is looking forward to it.

As a result of using the book of job change before starting the slave hunt, Ha Jin-seong, who was a fighter, was able to change his job to a slave trader, or ‘slaver’. Thanks to that, it became possible to automatically enslave people without having to torture me by beating them one by one.

A slave’s slave is my slave after all.

‘Anyway, Slaver…’

Well, since the number of slaves Ha Jin-seong managed during that time was well over three digits, it was a natural change in a way.

More than anything, I wonder if Sataniel, who was trapped in Hell, did something behind the scenes. Ha Jin-seong’s new class, the slave trader, is a class affiliated with Manmajeon. It also seemed to be a class deeply related to Sataniel.

Anyway, as Ha Jin-seong transferred to a class specialized in slave hunting, I felt very comfortable. If you just sit still, my slave will take care of the slave candidates and make them into slaves after torturing them.

It is said that they even give the slaves a rank so that they can monitor themselves, so honestly, it’s a bit coveted class. Because the slave management menu is more colorful and more colorful than mine..

Of course, I have no intention of giving up being a cultist.

The Cultist is a class that integrates the powers of the demons belonging to Manmajeon, and Hajinseong is a class that specializes only in Sataniel’s slave brand. It was safe to say that there were virtually no combat-related skills.

“Brother, then I’ll brand it.”

“Huh? Uh. Yes.”

While I was thinking about something else for a while, the people who had gathered began to be sorted out.

Like a cheap drink at a distribution center.

******

“Ha ha.. Ha.. They are all here. Come up.”

“Uh.. I, who rotted in the gutter in my body…”

“Shh.. Be quiet and follow me quickly..”

Hwang Ho-chun got out of the aqueduct, looked around, and pulled out his family members one by one.

Soon, the four of them wandered around the deserted residential area, looking for the place where Kang Il-gu and his people lived. To ask for help.

“Hey. Stop there.”

“Ah..!”

Then a man appeared with a crossbow aimed at them.

He was Kang Il-goo’s colleague, Guk-jin.

“Oh my…! I lived..!”

“Huh? You are..”

“Nice to meet you, comrade! It’s me! Hwang Ho-chun!”

“Why are you here? What happened to Chinatown?”

“Oh, don’t even talk. It’s completely asurapan there right now.”

“Yes?”

Guk-jin listened to Hwang Ho-chun’s explanation.

The explanation was that some gangsters had come in and killed the Dong brothers and were trying to eat the whole of Chinatown.

Listening to his story, Gukjin recalled the van he had seen a few hours ago.

A car belonging to a group of monsters located at Hyoseon Girls’ High School. And Chinatown, which is said to have been smashed. Even Hwang Ho-chun, who escaped.

“Oh… Fuck…”

The situation is strange. For some reason, an ominous feeling pressed down on every corner of Gukjin’s body.

“Follow me at once.”

Gookjin hurriedly took Hwang Ho-chun and his family to their base.

Their base was a house where a famous painter had lived in the past, and it was a mansion with a bunker in the basement of the garden.

And this information was immediately passed on to Jang Jo-joon.

******

“What…?”

Kang Il-gu wiped his face at Hwang Ho-chun’s explanation.

Because what I had hoped for had finally happened.

“Those idiots… Are they going to hunt humans in earnest?”

“I don’t know. There’s a good chance it won’t be safe here anymore.”

“Now what do I do…”

“Whoa…”

Kang Il-goo was in trouble.

He has already settled down here.

He could not just throw away all the supplies he had accumulated after months of toil and run away.

“Since long ago… Those guys have been annoying. Seok Jin-ah. Return contact. It’s a war with the bastards who crawled out of Hyoseon Girls’ High School.”

I don’t know if the war will be established, but Kang Il-gu remembered his will in his own way.

He had no doubt that he would be able to win if all the survivors of Seoul, including himself, came together.