Chapter 47 – Plunder (6)
Loot (6)
Awesome profit!
As soon as I pushed back the plaque that read [Ethics Education Department Office], A musty smell pierced my nose at once.
“Kieh!”
I shook the metal pipe like a fly swatter at the female zombie running towards me at the end of the first floor and the office.
Pooh-!
A zombie who gets hit in the head and slams his body straight into a round table.
I silently stared at the containers that the zombie roared through and devastated.
The Department of Ethics Education and the office still stopped at lunchtime that day.
It was very disgusting to see the white mold on the food waste that looked like Chinese food.
I felt like I knew at once what was the cause of the musty smell that was still stinging my nose, so I raised a hand to blow the smell around my nose.
A view of the office with a quick glance, waving a hand around her nose.
A long round table and bookshelves piled up on bookshelves.
Two desks and a copier located in a blue partition.
I was not particularly impressed with the scenery that was not different from the other department offices I had looked at so far, and I wiggled the metal pipe I was holding in my hand.
Tong-!
Despite the clear sound resounding against the luxurious bookshelf, the office and office still remain stuffed from that day.
I clicked my tongue briefly as I looked through the piles of A4 paper boxes.
Tsk-!
Even with a cursory glance, the necessary items are not visible and the office.
The camp members would do a thorough search anyway, so I just had to make sure to get rid of any surprise zombies.
Chin-!
After the zombie cleaning was over, I closed the office and started walking again through the hallways filled with puddles of dried blood.
Bizarre and cruel traces that openly undermine the cleanliness of the new building.
I moved my foot, frowning, looking at the slanted piece of flesh stuck to the place where I was supposed to step.
And a small lobby that greets me at the end of a corridor filled with offices.
It was the lobby on the right side of the new building, which was greeted after passing through the office hallway from the central lobby where the convenience store was located.
I stood in front of the vending machine opposite the photocopiers, looking through the almost half-destroyed photocopiers, trying to figure out what had happened that day.
Colorful drinks displayed in the central glass with a green painted exterior.
I moved the iron pipe into my inventory and lightly gripped the sides of the vending machine with both hands.
Deuddeudeuk-!
The vending machine could not stand the grip of my hand and slowly opened its mouth.
I summoned the iron pipe in my right hand again while checking the drinks in the vending machine that had completely exposed myself.
“… One at a time.”
Food does not exist confined to convenience stores or restaurants.
It was clear that collecting only the food that was waiting for buyers in the vending machines in the university would take up a considerable amount.
It wasn’t just drink vending machines like this, but also vending machines selling snacks and cup noodles, so it was college.
Took-! Took-!
I nodded and flicked the iron pipe at the vending machine, which was changed to make it easier for the campers to plunder.
Tong-! Tong-! Tong-!
The clear sound of metal resounding in the lobby full of broken glass and bloodstains.
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I stared at the lobby with no reply for a minute or so, then put my foot on the stairs leading upstairs.
His footwork was no different from those of the search crew who followed me.
However, the footsteps I took strangely did not make any noise.
Physical system stats that faithfully follow my request for ‘secret’.
Tuck – tuck –
However, it was an advanced technology that was not needed at the moment.
I deliberately took a bigger step and kept my sights on the second floor approaching.
The second floor resting room located right in front of the stairway.
Fluffy chairs that look comfortable just by looking at them, and tables set up to eat delivered food together.
And a faint smile came out of the vending machines lined up next to it.
Tong-!
As I moved to the break room, I swung an iron pipe at a pillar in the hallway that caught my eye.
“Kieh!”
A strange roar that finally answers my signal.
The zombies in the break room started running towards me with a busy sound.
I was about to swing the iron pipe lightly as usual, but paused for a moment.
Deep interest shimmered in his eyes as he scanned the appearance of the jumping zombie.
I moved the metal pipe to my left hand and gently stepped towards the zombie that was eagerly attacking me.
Chin-!
Zombies hurriedly prepare to prey on the fast-closing streets.
However, the faster ‘agility’ showed a faint afterimage and grabbed the guy’s neck at once.
“Eh eh eh!”
A zombie that starts to glow more intensely in my hand.
I slightly tilted her head and looked closely at the wildly shaking zombie.
Real blonde hair that is not common in Korea.
The features that assert themselves boldly and among them, the mysterious blue eyes that catch the eye.
The grotesquely broken pupils unique to zombies cut off that charm very badly, but the blue pupils, not black brown, were very strange just to look at them.
“Kieh!”
She was probably a female zombie who came to Banseokdae as an exchange student and suffered such a disaster.
I shook her head several times and watched her carefully as the zombie stretched out her arms in fierce resistance.
A race that is not often seen in Korea.
Maybe that’s why it was special just to look at it, and that stimulated my possessive desire severely.
Kkeudeudeuk-!
The problem is that she’s already a zombie woman and she’s not that pretty.
I clicked my tongue in regret as I looked down at the foreign zombie, whose neck was broken and sprawled on the floor.
Come to think of it, I forgot about the exchange students at the Rock.
It was Banseokdae, which had a well-established exchange student program, so it was not that strange to go to school and see foreigners.
Of course, most foreigners only glanced at the language education center or their exclusive dormitory because it was their living area.
Foreigners isolated in foreign countries thanks to exchange student programs or language training.
Strangers who have to endure hell with literally no place to turn to.
I smiled at the thought of them facing more extreme situations than ordinary Korean college students.
Certainly, there could be no one among them who had a more possessive appearance than that corpse.
But-
If there’s a problem.
The language education center and the exclusive dormitory, where they are most likely to survive, are located in conditions that are not different from those of the College of Agriculture.
The library and teacher’s college not too far from the main entrance.
If it is the northern end of Banseokdae, Agricultural College, which was said to have protested on a fictional day and complained about the street conditions.
The student dormitory, professor’s apartment, language education center, and foreigner-only dormitory were located at the western end.
A wide area that is greeted only after passing through a long road and a quaint pond.
It was also the area with the highest probability of survivors holding out.
It is an area where students and professors literally live, so restaurants and amenities are inevitably dense.
If they had started to unite properly, the place with the most spare supplies was, without a doubt, the dormitory area.
Come to think of it, was the member from High Queens who went publicity towards the language education center…
Looking at her blonde hair now spread on the floor, I was naturally reminded of her face.
Foreign members who are necessarily included in Korean idol groups.
Foreign members were included in almost all groups for competitiveness in the overseas market, but their bloodlines stayed in the oriental line.
Most of them are Japanese or Chinese, and if not, they are of Southeast Asian origin or are of mixed blood.
Also, this fact is very natural, because it is much easier to enter the market in the first place and it is an area where K-POP has a great influence.
In that sense, Linnea is a pretty unique member.
Steamed Westerners from Sweden, not Asians.
Because she was a real foreigner with blonde hair, not black hair.
A foreign woman with a superior beauty who has an appearance that no one can deny in her job as an idol.
If she just showed up, she would be like a real ‘elf’ who would overpower the Korean idol world and radiate force.
Surprisingly, people’s aesthetic sense is an area that is highly dependent on race.
Especially in the Korean idol version, genuine Western foreigners are not a very preferred product.
Being exotic definitely doubles the charm, but strangely, it creates a sense of difference that keeps frowning in the idol group.
And that part wasn’t too different for me either.
Because Linnea, next to Cha Seol-hee and Cha Ha-yan, wasn’t a very attractive idol.
A member who was able to join because the agency of High Queens was known as ‘Jongso’ before the launch of High Queens.
She reminds me of her now, but I can only remember the bad sexual harassment of her community, who flirted with her saying that her ‘rice cake’ was the worst in her High Queens.
As I ruminated on her joke, I immediately remembered her thighs, which had been strangely swollen despite the harsh management unique to idols.
But she took off her business card of being an idol and said, ‘Linne ah.’ She was a strange woman who, if she could have it, she didn’t.
Because the fact that she has a top-notch appearance with blonde hair already makes Korean men’s desire to possess and conquer madly blaze.
But-
Took-!
It’s just a meaningless delusion.
I just kicked the zombie corpse that led to a delusion that only took up time – and started tearing apart the long line of vending machines in the break room.
Creepy-
The only member Cha Seol-hee said she was able to contact until the end was her younger sister Cha Ha-yan.
It was already a miracle that High Queens’ Cha Seol-hee and Cha Ha-yan were still alive in this hellish world.
Besides, no matter how highly you rate Linnea and main vocalist Lee Rae-in, the High Queens’ alpha and omega are the Cha sisters.
Following those two, the act of trying to collect the High Queens themselves like Dragon Ball itself is an outrageous greed that has driven my conscience to the core.
Creepy –
I don’t know if it’s useful as a vending machine full of sweets following a drink vending machine, but a cup ramen vending machine, etc.
After showing all the insides of the long vending machine, I started cleaning the classroom on the second floor.
Tong-! Tong-! Tong-!
“Kieh!”
Zombies in the lecture hall hurriedly rushing towards me at the command of my iron pipe.
Whoops-!
He glanced at the zombies collapsing on the iron pipe he swung lightly and clicked his tongue lightly.
Tsk-!
But, it’s just a pity.
A kind of ‘collection’ system that almost all gacha games have unconditionally equipped to suck money from users.
I was very uncomfortable with the natural human need to finish collecting an item.
My own High Queens collection might be a bit difficult.
“Kieh!”
A zombie suddenly pops out from the side.
Knock-!
His face was sunken by his lightly cut left fist, and he flew lightly through the air.
Tong-! Tong-! Tong-!
I continued my thoughts while cleaning the long lecture room step by step.
There is a huge difference between just looking at the items on display outside and choosing what I need to write.
It becomes natural to look carefully and calculatedly at what was just seen with finite eyes.
Being in a position where I have to evaluate my appearance very coldly, one of the things I feel very desperately is-
Idols are not idols for nothing.
These days, the average beauty has definitely risen, but if you compare directly, the difference is so severe that it’s a bit cruel.
Of course, since the target of comparison was Cha Seol-hee, who was the top of the top in the first place, there might be something more, but anyway, it’s not just her looks and talent that have gone through some sort of verification.
In that sense, not knowing whether a High Queens member is alive or dead is quite painful.
However, if it is fortunate among the misfortunes, this place where Banseokdae is located is ‘Seoul’.
“… Her.”
Pooh-!
With a short laugh, I stamped the head of the zombie leaping towards me straight down.
Fuhuaaak-!
A face with a dirty touch smeared in the brain water that was scattered in all directions.
Almost for the first time, I even made it to the third hand, and it made me feel worthwhile.
I was very fortunate that this happened while I was at Banseokdae.
Because Seoul is the center and only district of the Korean entertainment industry.
If you gradually expand your area like this, you will come across a lot of verified looks that increase the value of your collection.
Maybe I can revive the Korean entertainment industry in my bed.
The faces of the cathode ray tube and video media, as if just thinking about it, pass through my head very naturally.
I stared at the last lecture room outside, smiling broadly at the very appetizing thoughts.
A large lecture room that comes into view through a small window.
I could see countless zombies wandering around in a spacious space where two tolerable classrooms had to be put together.
Most of the zombies were female students, as if they had suffered a disaster while taking classes.
A fairly high density of zombies that makes even that large lecture hall cramped.
This desire that never ends and fuels my possessive and possessive desires.
In order for this desire not to become a delusion, it had to be stronger.
Awesome profit!
Overwhelmingly.
Zombies stop wandering and turn their heads at the inevitably loud hinge sound.
“… Whoa-“
I took a deep breath for the first time in a while and entered the lecture hall.
A foolish act to completely give up the topographical condition of a narrow gate and step inside.
Ting tae taet taeng—!
An idiot who throws away the tool that made mankind the lord of all things.
“Eh eh eh!”
My ears felt prickly at the howling of those guys who echoed through the lecture hall all at once.
Ugh-!
I clenched my fists tightly and wrapped the scepter that was beating inside me all over my body.
Zombies run through the central corridor all at once as if class had ended in their respective seats.
Among them, golden fists followed one after another to the zombies standing at the forefront.
Whee ae ae ae liquid-!
The wind pressure that tore the air apart from a simple punch strikes the zombie’s ears.
Kkeudeudeuk-!
A zombie flying to the left like a broken kite.
I open my arms to the zombies that still fill the main aisle and reach out to me.
Pooh-!
Both hands pushing the belly of two zombies that came close.
The two zombies flew fast and knocked over the bowling pin like a bowling ball.
“Kieh!”
Zombies leaping at me, stepping on the head of the stumble.
I picked up the all-in-one desk while checking the view that had been opened thanks to the bowling ball zombies.
Awesome!
An all-in-one desk that screams and crumples at the grip of a tight grip.
All the way― the all-in-one desk stopped in the air along with the outstretched arm―
Whee-ae-ae-ae-aek-!
Leaving a dark afterimage, I was immediately slammed into their faces.
A structure that was too large to be a throwable object, and was originally created for learning rather than throwing.
But what determines the destructive power of a throw is—
It was the speed of the throw, not the shape of the throw.
Fuhuaaaaa!
An all-in-one desk that rips off their faces like beams of light and sticks to the wall.
Whee ae ae ae liquid-!
I threw all the seemingly random desks at the zombies in front.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
A large lecture hall that trembles thanks to the desks that tear off the heads and bodies of zombies and get stuck into the walls.
“Kieh!”
I stopped throwing at the roaring sound from behind and hurriedly turned around.
Knock-!
The corpse’s chest was hollowed out as it was, stomping its feet briefly.
He grabbed the zombie’s head, which was about to collapse violently, with his hand stretched out.
Fuhuaaak-!
The juice of the apple drenched my hand as if I were showing off my strength by crushing the apple in my hand.
Shaking his hand lightly, this time he pulled his arm and bent it.
I could clearly feel the vibration and the footsteps of the zombies running from the front, which had become less checked as they were cleaning up the back.
Thoughts that continue without interruption in a tense situation where every second counts.
A body that answers that anything is possible with just a thought.
Flexibility and elasticity that does not feel any restrictions as if walking, lying down, or lying down.
So, in this situation, I continued to do the movements that I could never do if I was the original me.
Kkeudeudeuk-!
The zombie’s head was crushed by an elbow that quickly turned around and raised it like a spear.
Again, merciless punches continued at the zombies in front.
Kkeudeuk-! Poo-!
Zombies fly away with their heads crushed, their faces sunken, and their brains bursting.
Wedge love liquid-!
Just kicking with a little bit of recoil on the waist breaks their backs like a whip.
“Kieh!”
I gave them the best moves I could according to the situation.
Punches to those who came closer, kicks to those who were halfway away—
And to those who were too far away to reach them, they threw anything they could get their hands on and dug into the surroundings.
Kwajik-!
A merciless kick that took the head of a zombie that crawled on the ground with its back broken.
Ignoring the wet sweat on my sweatpants, I grabbed the last zombie by the neck and broke it.
Kkeudeuk-!
The large lecture hall went silent after the bloody sound of bones being crushed.
“…”
I lightly tossed the zombie I was holding in my hand and carefully scanned the lecture hall.
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The walls of the large lecture hall were ruined by the throws I threw.
Dark red blood and fragments of white brain water already staining the floor.
And a colorless liquid quietly mixing with the dark red blood.
I quietly looked down at the blood and flesh that had already stained my sweatpants and myself.
Passing by the sight of so many zombies all grotesquely sunken down and scattered on the floor, I looked at the iron pipes that were quietly left in front of the lecture hall.
Kkeudeuk-!
The beat of power transmitted as it is along the tightly clenched fist.
I could fully feel it now.
On the first day, the electric kickboard and the car that I faced after taking the agility stat for the first time.
Steel pipes and blunt weapons that did things that fists couldn’t do.
Transcendence without the help of the tools that made humans a warrant of arrest.
That he became a superman who escaped from the help of tools.
“… Crazy.”
A violent heartbeat comparable to the pleasure of putting someone under your feet.
I opened and closed my fists as I let out short curse words from my spontaneously opened mouth.
Now that this absurd sense of omnipotence had wrapped my body like a drug, I could say it more clearly than anyone else.
Superman was literally a collection of delusions created by humans.
An elephant that diligently protects an ant despite the superiority of the species itself, which is as wide as the elephant and the ant.
There will be no comedy like that.
I stared into space, feeling a smile settle on my lips before I knew it.
The growth curve that is drawing a very steady upward trend as it has been drawn.
More than 100 points gathered again before I knew it.
I can clearly feel that my growth is accelerating.
Tring-!
[Low Dignity Lv.1 -〉 Low Dignity Lv.5]
[100 points are consumed for skill level up.]
[Remaining points: 110 -〉 10]
Tring-!
[Achieving the target skill level unlocks the first specialization for your exclusive skill.]
[Select the specialization of the tyrant’s skill, ‘vulgar dignity’.]
[One. I will attend the contest again]
[The multiplier applied to your physical stats will also include your mental stats.]
[2. Shut up and pour yourself a drink]
[Only for the physical stat bonus you were receiving, the multiplier is increased and applied.]