Chapter 15 – In the Flock, One (2)

In a flock of sheep, one (2)

“Hey, Yuhan.”

A question asked softly, pushing away the guy’s body.

However, he seemed to have no time to answer, and he was constantly breathing hard with a white face like a sheet of paper.

“Fuck-! Knock-!”

Thick saliva already on the floor and blood leaking little by little from the gaping mouth.

And the pink foam on both sides of his mouth and the eyes that can’t see the pupils that are frowning as they are.

I grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him up to see that his face was already covered in saliva on the floor.

“If you want to die, die alone. Why are you making the camp and the team so dangerous, huh?”
“Fuck-! Knock-!”

As if he had aphasia, he patted the cheek of the man who was just breathing in and asked again.

“Why do you keep ignoring the words of experienced people and undermining teamwork? We’re a team now, aren’t we?”

When I turned my head to check the two guys, the two who were already trembling with their frozen legs trembled in fright again.

“If you compare this, it’s a kind of group assignment. But why don’t you listen to the leader and try to troll?”
“Uh-wook- Ugh-“

Shim Yoo-han keeps shaking her head and making stupid noises, as if she had no intention of answering my words.

I grabbed him by the shoulder with my left hand and pulled his right hand into a long fist.

“Even companies! Career job! Plucking! In the middle! Fuck-! What is an intern? Baby! Even if it’s a joke! Moderately! I have to hit it!”

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

A merciless punch that gets stuck in the guy’s stomach every time he utters a loud sound.

Thanks to his gripped shoulders, he couldn’t collapse, and his perfectly open body swayed and shook loudly.

“Knock-! Knock-!”

Shim Yoo-han’s body now convulses while gasping for breath to the point of being dangerous.

I stared at the back of Shim Yu-han’s face, who was dripping water not only from his mouth, but also from his eyes.

Each of them held out their tools to catch zombies to me, and they trembled pathetically.

“Come on.”

I beckoned them to come closer with my right hand, and the frozen ones’ legs moved very little.

“Get off.”

Their tool that slides down with a firm word.

“Does anyone know why this bastard is beating me right now?”
“…”

The two of them barely shake their heads with their faces tired of the sleazy questions.

Poo-!

“Knock-! Knock-!”

Shim Yu-han cried and trembled like a goose at the time of the pear being beaten again.

The two of them tightly closed their eyes and twisted their bodies.

“I don’t know?”
“… Ugh-.”
“I don’t know?”
“…”

Pooh-!

Sim Yoo-han’s body shakes once again as she cannot spit out words through her trembling mouth.

Of the two, Park Woo-jin, whose eyes widened to the point of tearing at that sight, hurriedly opened his mouth.

“I don’t know-! I’m sorry, but I really don’t know, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!”

Apologies and apologies leaking out like tongues suddenly burst out.

I shook Sim Yu-han’s body and said to them.

“You ruined teamwork. No?”

The two of them hurriedly nodded several times at my question.

“It’s a team, but they ignore the leader’s words and act on their own.”

“On the contrary, he openly commits things that endanger the camp.”

“Are you guys going to hurt teamwork like this?”

Two enthusiastic nods and one more enthusiastic dori dori at the end.

I looked at Sim Yoo-han again with a small smile at the fairly satisfactory answer.

Shim Yu-han is weeping with a frown on her face as if she has finally recovered.

“From now on, I will tell you why the words of experienced people are important.”
“… Please. Keuheuk- save me, save me.”

A very subtle mumble that you have to pay close attention to hear.

It was a very soft voice compared to the hearty shouts Shim Yu-han had made so far.

I ignored his voice and dragged Shim Yoo-han, who couldn’t even stand up.

Koh Goh, who was guarding the door, hurriedly stepped out of the door.

Throwing him out through the wide open door, he fluttered again – Shim Yoo-han strewn across the hallway on the 1st basement floor.

I dragged Sim Yoo-han’s right arm into the bathroom as she struggled to stand up.

Chin-!

Right arm caught in a door that closes naturally.

I clutched at the doorknob and whispered to the two men who were watching this scene with fearful faces.

“If we had gone straight into the canteen, there would have been a lot of noise as we hurriedly put the food into the bag.”

Deuddeudeuk-!

The shattering sound of something leaking out between the door closing at my gestures and my right arm caught between them.

“Ahhhhh!

A scream that came out of his mouth to offset the pain shook the first basement floor.

“Just how long can you hold on to zombies with the music coming from the elevator? I’m sure the zombie bastards heard us sweeping the canteen.”

Eh eh eh!

“You must have reacted like this.”

A number of things approaching, thumping at the screams that echoed through the first basement floor.

“And.”
“Kieh!”

Something that reached right in front of me jumped and attacked Sim Yoo-han, whose hand was caught in front of the bathroom.

“It must have become this dangerous.”
“Quaaaaah”

Shim Yoo-han screams louder than having his hand stuck in the toilet.

Through the opaque glass door, it was clearly projected that something was breaking through Shim Yu-han’s body.

At that sight, they forgot to breathe and opened their mouths.

I checked it out and gently opened the bathroom door.

“Keeeeek-!”

Zombies devour Shim Yu-han’s body without even knowing the door was open.

With a swing he was so accustomed to, he struck the head of the zombies who were chewing on Shim Yu-han’s flesh.

Pooh-!

[Strength: 15 -〉 16]

[Remaining points: 5 -〉 0]

Investing the remaining points, which had already reached 5 points again, into strength, I quickly looked left and right in the hallway.

Sim Yu-han’s body started convulsing with three zombies lying face down on top of Yu-han’s body.

And zombies running to the bathroom with all their might as if the elevator’s smartphone music had ended.

After confirming that there were about ten of them by eye, I threw down the metal pipe.

Pooh-!

With a sunken head, he stopped convulsing and died twice.

I slowly opened my distance from the door and prepared for the zombies to come.

Not an open door and a clothes trap underneath—

A bunch of cheetahs that will do a similar job.

It was the beginning of point farming, which is so familiar like everyday life.

“Keeeeek-!”

A zombie cub who hurriedly ran and fell into a pile of corpses.

Pooh-!

After dealing with it with a very simple swing, he retrieved the metal pipe again and stared straight ahead.

“Kieh!”

Zombies who tangle themselves in front of the bathroom, perhaps thanks to their speed control.

The guys decided to come in separately, and perhaps they had come running. They dug into the narrow door and repeatedly bumped their shoulders.

Pooh-!

Among them, I kept my distance from the zombies closest to me by hitting them on the head.

[Strength: 16 -〉 17]

The more zombies fall between the cracks in the door, the richer my stats become.

“Kieh!”

The roar that filled the hallway also changed to the scream of a zombie before I knew it.

[Strength: 17 -〉 18]

The remaining points that reached 5 points again naturally moved to the stat I need the most right now.

…

The first basement floor is quieter than when I first set foot on the first basement floor.

In the bathroom on the first basement floor, where the sound of the music from the elevator could no longer be heard, she gently pushed the pile of sachet away.

The pile of corpses piled up in the cracks in the bathroom door was pushed away by the kick and rolled around the hallway.

Took-! Took-!

Dead bodies of zombies filled the corridor in front of the bathroom in an instant.

“Look. It’s safer because it doesn’t interfere with teamwork, right?”
“…”

The two jerks were busy parenting each other, opening and closing their mouths without saying anything.
Next to them, Koh Jang-hun waits for his next move, as if he is quite used to it now.

I swung at the three survivors and spoke again.

“Anyway, we’re a team, but it seems like the leader is working alone-“

Let’s intentionally blur the end of our words and take a good look at them.

“Ah-! Isn’t there a zombie here just in time that hasn’t died yet?”

Deliberately exaggerated tone in a theatrical tone.

With a surprised face, he pulled Shim Yoo-han from the bottom of the corpse pile.

The keuts naturally backtrack at the dragging zombie corpses.

He stared back and forth at the corpse and at me, not knowing what he was talking about.

“Goja. Does this look dead?”
“Uh-.”

Koh Goh-hoon chooses words for a moment in my eyes.

“Uh, if it’s a human, he’s definitely dead– uh, if you’re a zombie, uh- there’s definitely a chance he’s not dead yet, right? Ah, if you look closely, it doesn’t look like he’s dead yet.”
“Yes?”
“Yes. I am not dead.”

Me and Koh Goh-hun who brazenly criticize the corpse.

After receiving Koh Jang-hoon’s confirmation, I motioned for the two to come closer.

The jerks who move their frozen legs again at my gestures.

I muttered as I looked at the tools they were holding tightly in their hands like ornaments.

“Did you bring that to catch zombies?”
“… Yes yes yes…”

A goat-like answer barely pops out and the cuffs still wrapped around their arms.

I made eye contact with Park Woo-jin and Kim Min-jun, and whispered while looking at the zombies lying beneath me.

“What are you doing?”

There’s a zombie in front of you who hasn’t died yet.

“Kill.”

The two eventually shed tears like chicken droppings at the firm command.

I didn’t urge them to start crying.

He just knock-dock-did the iron pipe spitting black blood like tar.

“Ugh-! Ughhh-!”

An iron pipe shimmering in front of them like a pendulum like a pendulum, and a tool to wield at zombies like a jointed doll.

Took-!

The monkey wrench that barely touched Shim Yu-han’s head quickly moved away.

“Will the zombie die if you hit it so weakly? Shall I show you a demonstration?”
“Ugh-! Ughhh-!”

Puck-!

Kim Min-jun’s small hammer that strikes the head with a bit stronger power than Park Woo-jin’s monkey spanner.

“Again.”

Puck-!

“Again.”

Puck-!

Instructions repeated over and over again for a while, and the sound of slashing blows.

I carefully scanned them as they continued to slap Sim Yu-han with a grotesque frown.

Park Woo-jin’s pants as he gritted his teeth and slammed the monkey spanner down.

A very dark stain spreading from the zipper.

As soon as I saw it, I frowned at the ugly sight.

[‘Park Woo-jin’ and ‘Kim Min-joon’ ‘submit’ to you ‘very strongly’.]

[Common factor: ‘very strong’ fear of violence.]

What? Submission, not submission?

In addition, I checked the status window for the kingship that was still at 4.

What.

What is submission and why hasn’t the kingship risen again?

In a completely different case from Koh Goh-hoon, I started comparing Koh Goh-hoon and those two people.

… Judging from the fact that the kingship did not rise, it seemed that ‘submission’ was the lower stage of ‘submission’.

In addition, compared to Goh Jang-hun, who showed two factors, a factor marked only as a ‘very strong’ fear of violence.

In particular, the message on the status window, which said that the ‘positive factor’ had been updated for Koh Ji-hun, flashed like a ray of light in my head.

‘Ah…’

It’s roughly framed, but I couldn’t be completely sure.

This kind of thing will naturally come to know as the cases pile up.

However, I know for sure that Goh Goh, who was in the ‘obedience’ stage from the beginning, is a rather peculiar case.

Really-

It’s because I’m not really a kid who’s going to live anywhere.

Pooh-!

I lowered my head again and stared at Shim Yoo-han’s head, which was now hollowed out to the point where its shape was unclear.

It was only then that he put in the word “Again” That had been repeated like a dodol table and spoke to the two who were lying face down in the bathroom as if they were exhausted.

“What are you doing, I need to take care of your brother’s body.”

To bring back a corpse that had been beaten over the head.

I shrugged my shoulders and continued talking to the two jjeori who looked up at me with blank eyes.

“If we leave it like this, it could be misunderstood that we killed them. You guys don’t want to be framed either, do you?”

Oh-and.

Before I slipped through the bathroom door, I smiled and gave another new order.

“I’ll have to get some food from the canteen, too.”

Step-

“Very little.”

***

“… Ah.”

The Humanities Reference Room on the 2nd floor of the Central Library.

This was the reaction of the vice president who saw the corpses that Park Woo-jin and Kim Min-jun had managed to carry while sweating profusely.

No shouting, no tears, just a single ‘ah’.

The vice president stroked Sim Yuhan’s distorted face with a trembling hand.

Oooh ah-!

Someone’s vomit that doesn’t fit the grievous atmosphere.

Some of the campers who belatedly gathered in front of the inner stairway door started to vomit when they saw the hideous corpse.

“…”

And the thick tears falling in the eyes of the vice president who looked at Shim Yu-han as if he couldn’t hear all those sounds.

A face full of tears that suddenly flowed like water from a tap slowly moved away from the corpse of his friend.

Then, of the two, he grabbed Park Woo-jin, who was the closest to him, by the collar.

“… What happened.”

A question full of rage, like a growl of a beast.

Park Woo-jin’s body, which had to accept that anger completely, trembled.

“Uuuuu-“
“You ask what happened, Park Woo-jiin!”

Park Woo-jin’s two pupils hurriedly wandering here and there.

Shim Yoo-han’s corpse, the vice-president choking himself, and all the people in the camp watching the vice-president.

And me watching them silently.

Park Woo-jin’s eyes, which had stayed with me for quite a long time, closed tightly and let out a violent breath.

“Yuhan, Yuhan sunbaenim—has hurt teamwork—!”
“What?”
“T-T, you ruined teamwork! Just suddenly, I shouted and called the zombies—we, getting dangerous—!”

A truthful voice full of resentment pours out from the struggling body.

“So, so—so bitten—! So we couldn’t help it either! We can’t die either!”

Park Woo-jin’s desperate protest put the vice president on the collar.

The gaze moved from Park Woo-jin to Kim Min-joon with blank eyes.

Min-Jun Kim frowned and closed his eyes, then lowered his head and nodded several times.

“… Such crazy.”

The vice president’s voice echoed through the camp in vain.

“… Fuck this dog.”

The vice president’s trembling hands barely covered his face.

“… Fuck.”

Starting with those words, several people in the camp can be heard whimpering.

A corpse with a familiar face still watching the corpse with heavy breathing and blank eyes.

I stared blankly down at the face that had clearly laughed heartily just a few hours ago, telling me not to worry.

Haha-! Haha-!

It was only then that Park Woo-jin, who was hurriedly clearing his breath, looked at me with a sidelong glance.

I gave him a small smile without saying anything.

Park Woo-jin looked at the floor while avoiding my smile first.

Even in the bathroom, in the canteen where I packed the right amount of food—

He didn’t say anything to them even on the internal stairs where he was dragging the corpse up.

No warnings, no threats, no requests—

Nothing.

It’s just that they realized it now.

The system and order of society that made humans equal to each other.

Public security and administration, such as police, fire and military.

That the loose but strong barriers of morality, order and law have disappeared.

Now, the law is too much to go back to those days…

The law has gone too far.

I was so close to them.