Chapter 9 – Deficit Control (4)

Deficit control (4)

Kwajik-!

“Kieh!”

The philosophy department department room where Goh Goh-hoon was hiding like a rat died.

“… Hi?”

There were two treasures I was looking for in the Chinese Language and Literature Department.

Two zombies running with socks as if they were as happy as I was at the welcome greeting.

Stupid– Hearing the sound of chairs and tables breaking, he turned his body just like before.

Coo-!

One zombie rushes into the Chinese major classroom like deja vu, and another zombie quickly follows the zombie.

Pooh-!

I kicked the zombies running after me with all my might.

Rather than breaking the posture like he did every time, it was a kick that originally pushed the enemy away.

“Kieek!”

Zombies sweeping the hallway unsightly, pushed by my kicks with short screams.

I hurriedly shifted my gaze from the second zombie to the first one.

“Eh eh eh!”

Zombies rushing at me with even more horrifying screams, as if they knew that their comrades had been attacked.

Boooung-!

A bloody wind pressure follows the head of a zombie who tried to make a meaningless leap to the major lecture room.

Pooh-!

An iron pipe that hits a round ball at once, like a hitter number 4 reacting to a pitch he’s been waiting for.

The first zombie slumps to the ground like a puppet with a thread cut off, with the side of the head completely sunken.

[Agility: 7 -〉 8]

At the same time as the kill point came in, I invested in agility and looked ahead again.

“Kieh!”

A zombie who managed to stand up after cleaning the long hallway.

He shook his shoulders grotesquely and started galloping towards me.

Come now, a zombie.

Moreover, it was a zombie with enough time and distance to respond, but I quickly turned my back.

Continue to keep a certain distance from the zombies and climb the stairs past the canteen.

“Kieh!”

A stupid zombie who only knows how to run on his own, but doesn’t seem to know how to control his speed.

But her tenacity with her prey was unmatched.

A zombie bastard who chases me to the end with only me in his red eyes.

As if cheering him on, I continued to glance behind him and hurriedly jumped over the roof door.

“Eh eh eh!”

He leaned against the roof door and stared straight ahead.

“Three, Mr. World… Eh, this is really safe, right?”

There was Goh Jang-hun, who was holding a monkey wrench and was trembling.

“As long as Mr. Goja doesn’t do anything stupid.”

As if warning me once again, I calmly made eye contact, and Goh Goh, who was vibrating his whole body like a vibrator, spat out a swearing sound in the middle of it.

“Oh no! It’s not Mr. Janghoon, and at least it’s not Mr. Goh, at least, but why did you keep asking me to go to school from a while ago-“
“Kieh!”
“Hee-hee-i-i-!”

Goh Jang-hun’s eyes, which had been expressing his dissatisfaction, became rounder.

A zombie who found the bait reflected in its round eyes and became more ferocious.

He spreads his arms wide-spreading at the decoy whose body is trembling pitifully.

And-

“Kie eek eek-!”

Like all the zombies that have climbed up to the roof so far, I was caught in a clothes trap and fell to the floor.

I quickly crushed the zombie lying on the floor like a frog.

She used her weight to pin him down and her kneeling legs pressed down on her pesky arms.

Kkeudeudeuk-!

A bloody sound emanating from zombies twisting their bodies wildly.

Hearing the sound of something twisting, he hurriedly grabbed his hair.

“Eh eh eh!”

With the sudden surprise, the zombies who bound her body somehow tried to stand up, and the trembling of light came through her buttocks as it was.

I put more strength on him and focused my mind as I put him down.

Unfamiliar energy gathered in my right hand, which was gripping my head, following my will.

Perhaps the aura that the system called “Magical power”—

Ah, is it ‘royal authority’ for me?

Anyway, the ‘mana’ required to cast the skill responded to my will.

Skill.

My long-awaited skill that was unlocked as soon as I got the ‘Kingdom’ stat.

At first, I was a little taken aback when I read the unfamiliar sentence, saying that you are a partial incompetent, so you are the lord of incompetence, but it didn’t really matter.

The way to use the skill was clear as if someone had hit it on the head.

Ugh-!

A very faint golden aura that moves slowly from the right hand holding the zombie to the head of the zombie.

Looking at it, my heart swells with anticipation.

Partial incompetence.

No, incompetence.

It literally means that I have no ability, but the way I learned to use it naturally is a little different.

The incompetent lord, and all of a sudden, the status window seems to be mocking me, but—

It was a kind of play on words.

The subject of incompetence is something other than me.

To put it simply, a kind of ‘nullification ability’ fell into my hands.

The ‘nullification’ skill that consistently pays for itself as an immovable Tier 1 wherever it goes.

‘… If it’s a skill that nullifies something—”

And the thought of thinking about where to use the skill was very natural–

‘Wouldn’t it be possible to nullify the infection?’

It continued to a small experiment that started by crushing the zombies now.

“… How is it? Has anything changed, Goja-san?”
“Uhhhhh-“

Koh Goh-hun shudders and stares at the zombie head that I’m holding onto tightly.

Koh Goh, who alternately looked at my anticipatory eyes and the zombie face, slowly shook his head.

“Gee—just a zombie, Mr. World…”
“Look straight ahead again. Has anything changed?”
“… It’s just a zombie, Mr. World.”
“Eh eh eh!”

Zombies continue to scream as if adding strength to Goh Goh’s answer.

Beyond Tier 1, the anticipation that I might have acquired a skill that could approach Tier 0 cooled down.

Puck-!

The zombie head, which had been crying like an annoying alarm clock, stopped crying at once.

[Agility: 8 -〉 9]

Poo-! Poo-! Poo-!

The head of a zombie who stomps the floor several times as a substitute for venting anger.

Every time black blood splashes on the asphalt, Goh Koh’s body flinches one after another.

Support and support!

Finally, after grinding the zombie face on the asphalt, he shook his hands and stood up.

“Clean it up.”
“… Yep!”

My stomach boils as if someone gave me rice cake and took it away.

Doesn’t the fact that the nullification ability doesn’t work on zombies mean that it’s the same as when there were no skills?

If at least the infection had been nullified, I would have been able to collect points at a speed different from now.

If that’s not the case- I have partial incompetence now, but it’s a one mana skill.

Scepter.

Words flashed through my mind as I looked up at the sky with a furrowed brow.

Apparently, the skill lock was dismantled by the kingship that reached a certain number in the status window.

Then, in order to acquire useful skills, it meant that more kingship was needed.

In other words-

“Uweeeeek-!”

I continued to think as I looked at Koh Goh, who was still gagging, as if he had not yet adapted to the corpse.

We needed more people like Koh Goh.

“Mr. Goja.”
“Oooh—yes, yes, Mr. World.”
“Do that later and follow me.”
“… Yes? Where are you?”

Just as he was undressing the corpse, Goh Ga-hoon opened his small eyes as wide as possible and looked up at me.

I pointed down with my chin and winked.

“Overheating below.”

I need to speed it up a bit.

***

There was one reason why he brought Goh Goh, who was obviously not going to be very helpful.

‘Fear of violence’, which was said to be the factor that made me obey in the status window.

I was thinking of amplifying that fear a little more.

Just in case, don’t let your wildest thoughts even dream.

However, the over-the-counter search with Koh Goh-hoon went a little differently than I thought.

“Also-! There is a junior I know in the Chinese Literature Department, but that kid had a lot of mysophobia, unlike a boy-“

His mouth uttered so fluently that he wondered if it was the same Koh Jang-hoon who had been trembling just a moment ago.

“There is a kitchen knife that has not been washed in his classroom, and he cuts fruit and slices pizza with it.

Cheek-chi-ik-!

Green tape and a burlap sack in the corner of the room.

And even if you don’t have mysticism, the kitchen knife doesn’t look very clean at a glance.

“… How is it? I’ve seen it often in movies, so I made one with what I already have, hehe-“

Koh Jang-hun, who had created a simple cleaver spear at once, smiled cunningly and held out the cleaver spear to me as if giving the truth.

… Really.

It’s absolutely not a kid who will be in the middle of the day.

Let’s laugh lightly and shake his head, Koh Jang-hun carefully grips the knife spear.

Even after that, I went into the room where I dealt with the zombies, as if taking the lead, and picked out the things we needed like ghosts.

A black bag slung on his back for some time and a cleaver spear gripped tightly with both hands.

Literally, it seemed like I was seeing the standard of a porter, and I was thrilled and amazed.

The toilet and the rest room in front of it split the middle of the 4th floor.

The study room corridor, which can be called the left from the center, is almost finished searching.

[Agility: 10]

In the meantime, while dealing with the zombies that popped out from time to time in the room, the agility stat also reached double digits, the same as the strength stat.

Now, there is only one room on the left that could not be searched.

[Psychology undergraduate student room]

It was just a psychology major.

“Honestly, isn’t it absurd? It’s a psychology department, and the password is openly set to 1111. A bluff that would never work even if you only knew one person in the psychology department—”

Koh Goh-hoon, whose mouth is completely relaxed now, is talking nonstop.

But since he was whispering in a low enough voice to give me attention, I didn’t really care.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

A door lock that emits an electronic sound following Goh’s hand and shines.

“Well, it’s not just the psychology department, what’s the password for the classes here, there’s only one person in that department who knows—”

Goh Jang-hun, who was confidently pressing the door lock, suddenly closed his mouth.

The mouth that became a combination at once and the eyes that moved quickly from side to side.

Koh Jang-hun’s eyes quickly came out and he scanned the rooms I had broken down and smiled awkwardly at me.

“Uh- can you shut up for about five minutes?”

He laughed as if he was dumbfounded at the cautious question, and opened the door, only to wink at the room door.

“Open this quickly.”
“… Yep.”

Piriririk-!

The Department of Psychology opens wide at the end with a cheerful electronic sound.

“…”

Zombies or humans…

Looking at the deserted classroom, he frowned.

I don’t really like the ending…

“Kieh!”

At that moment, a strange noise echoed from the central bathroom, probably in response to the sound of the door lock.

A zombie came out of the bathroom with a thump and started running towards us.

“Window.”
“Yep!”

I didn’t even set it apart, but the kitchen knife spear was put right in my hand.

I slowly switched between the hand holding the iron pipe and the cleaver spear.

I clenched the cleaver and spread my legs awkwardly at the first javelin I’ve ever tried.

It mimics the javelin stance that seems to have been seen somewhere, and captures a zombie cub running with both eyes glowing.

“Kieh!”

Whether it’s due to the agility stat, the zombie’s next move becomes clearer the more you focus on it.

Dexterity reaching double digits induces ‘faster’ action than zombies.

“Suck!”

The right hand that he exhaled and exhaled at once.

A bloody gong sound that didn’t fit my awkward posture left my hand.

Whee ae ae ae liquid-!

Zombies that only run in a straight line without any other nonsense.

And a cleaver spear that stretched straight like a beam of light as if cutting through that straight line.

I was sure it would hit somewhere, but—

Pooh-!

I didn’t think it would be a zombie head.

“… And.”

The zombie that fell backwards as soon as a cleaver spear was inserted into its head, and the admiration flowing quietly behind me.

It was a lucky shot that I didn’t intend at all, but I didn’t have to explain it to Goh Goh.

I turned my head and touched Goh Goh, who was staring at the zombie corpse with his mouth open blankly.

If more zombies popped out of the bathroom, they had to move to the rooftop.

“…”

Goh Goh-hoon nodded his head right away, as if he understood my gaze.

I stared straight ahead again, quietly waiting for the next reaction—

…

Behind the zombie that jumped out of the bathroom, there was no reaction.

“Tsk!”

I clicked my tongue briefly as I looked at the central bathroom, which was my second goal, and the rooms that had been searched.

Exactly half of the 4th floor was searched, but the only survivors were Koh Koo and I.

***

It was the first night I didn’t spend in front of the iron gate on the roof.

I lay down on a suitable chair and turned my head to stare at the iron door.

Koh Goh-hoon was looking at his smartphone with the overflowing auxiliary batteries lined up.

I opened my mouth as I looked at the hometown Hoon’s face illuminated by the dim light of my smartphone.

“Is there any news, Mr. Goja?”
“… No, it’s the same thing.”

Seoul, Gyeonggi, Incheon, Busan, well, big cities have all failed to control—

Pseudo-religions that I haven’t even heard of are screaming vigorously that the end has come…

However, other religions are not so different–

Whether it’s YouTube, community, news comments—

The whole world is just going to go to hell with no solution.

The muttering of Koh Goh-hoon flowing low on the quiet rooftop.

I asked a different question about the news, which was not much different from when I checked Koh Jang-hun’s smartphone.

“Is this only our country?”
“… No. Do you think the earth is just fucked up?”
“America too?”
“Yes. It seems that America is crazy about killing Yankee zombies in its own country.”
“Is it on the news?”
“No, YouTube.”

Huh, even in this world, YouTube videos are uploaded.

“What kind of lunatic is uploading a YouTube video in the middle of this?”
“Many. Well, can I read the titles of Silin-dong?”

TOP 100 weapons that will come in handy in the zombie apocalypse (mostly easy-to-find tools).

How to easily kill zombies from an apocalypse expert.

Foreigners all over the world are amazed! The secret of the Korean movie ‘Train to Busan’ that predicted the zombie apocalypse!

Goh Jang-hun, who calls out the title of a popular video with an accent like a storyteller, made me laugh out loud.

“… Her. These are titles that can get a lot of views.”
“… They are crazy people.”

In a situation where you might be able to get money out of Google right away—

Koh Goh’s dejected face muttered while looking up at the sky.

Okay-

In the midst of this, the United States is also being fucked, and there is no army in sight, let alone a rescue team for the third day…

“At this level, isn’t it so strange that we’re the only ones who survived in the College of Humanities?”
“… Yes. If possible, we will be the only ones in the College of Humanities?”

Isn’t the College of Humanities a bit outdated?

“Compared to other colleges, the facility is dog trash, and the door is a wooden door that looks like it was used decades ago, and the security is so lax. Our department was burgled a while ago.”

Also, he quietly closed his eyes, listening to the voice of Koh Hoon, who started to flutter excitedly by himself.

Yes, it’s been this crazy, but college students who have just become adults can’t have a high survival rate.

“I suggested that a thief heard it, but all they said was to change the door lock password—when the hell will the College of Humanities be able to repair it with the latest and brightest like other colleges—”

… Wait for a sec.

The eyes that had been pondering Koh Goh’s words opened in an instant.

“What did you just say, Goja-san?”
“… Yes? When was the humanities college different from other colleges-“
“No no! First.”

Again, when he cut off the words of the local Hun, who was going to continue, the local Hun, who had been rolling his eyes, opened his mouth slowly.

“Are you saying that we are the only ones who survived in the College of Humanities?”

… Okay.

“In the College of Humanities?”

Koh Koo Hoon nodded his head at the question that was cut off with staccato as if to emphasize it.

“… Yes. There will be no humanities college.”
“Does it sound like you are talking about a humanities college or that there are survivors?”
“… Of course. Did you just chat on KakaoTalk?”

Koh Ji-hoon shakes his smartphone with a face asking what’s the problem.

I immediately got up from lying down and approached Koh Goh.

“There are survivors?!”
“… Yes.”

The face of Koh Ji-hoon, who was shocked when he saw my face as he hurriedly ran to ask me, was clearly revealed.

I grabbed Goh Jang-hun by the shoulder and asked again.

“Where?!”
“Well, well, there are still a lot of people I keep in touch with. Business school, dormitory, engineering school, library, student center―”
“… A library too?”

Apparently, on the first day of the zombie apocalypse, I checked the library where it was not crowded and we were fighting each other.

Even in that living hell, there are still survivors?

“… Yes. Oh, and celebrities are also locked up in the library. Do you know that idol ‘Seolhee’? Seolhee from High Queens. Wow― A junior in the club said that the real thing was a thousand times better than the broadcast, saying that she was a goddess, and she was shaking all the way―”
“… Why didn’t you tell me?”

The tone that was about to continue the lengthy explanation suddenly cut off.

As if sensing the cold atmosphere, Koh Goh, who was very carefully looking at me, carefully opened his mouth.

“Yeah—since you value safety, I think you might be a bit wary of unfamiliar people or unfamiliar places—even if you say this, we can’t go there, and there’s no need—”

Hometown Hoon rolls his eyes and continues talking.

“Of course, I knew better than anything that safety was very important, so I never said anything about us being on the roof of the College of Humanities and that we had food stocked up. I swear on my real life.”

As if to take a picture of the so-called ’em-chang’, I blocked my hand and asked again.

“Of all the things you said, the closest thing to the College of Humanities is the library, right?”
“… Yes.”
“How many survivors are there now?”
“… 30 or 40 people?”
“Oh- so many are alive. Then-“

With that number of people, food would be very scarce, right?

Koh Goh-hun quietly nodded his head in a quiet voice.

“… Yeah- I heard that I have to force myself to drink water from the bathroom, but it’s definitely a library, so I’m complaining about how hungry I am by KakaoTalk-“

I ignored Goh Jang-hoon, who fell into his story again, and summarized the conversation so far.

Tyrants and kings.

Exclusive stats and growth direction of my common name or what I found out through Koh Ji-hun.

As power and authority rise, the kingship rises—

As a result, the locked skills are unlocked.

In other words, it meant that the more people obey me, the stronger I become.

In that sense, liberal arts school was the worst place for me to grow up.

Except for me, the only survivor is the cunning and quick-witted Goh Goh.

As the only survivor, the kingship I obtained was only 1.

There was no vision at all, and even if you were lucky enough to rescue survivors, the odds of passing ten were very small.

In that sense, a library—

“Yeah— Mr. World.”

A very cautious voice that awakens your thoughts.

When he quietly raised his head, Koh Goh, who swallowed dry saliva, hurriedly opened his mouth.

“My, if I’ve done something wrong, just tell me and I’ll fix it right away. If you feel uncomfortable with KakaoTalk—”
“No.”

He cut off Ko Jang-hoon’s words with a short answer and quietly stared into his eyes.

Those restless eyes carefully examining every change in my expression.

That desperate face that couldn’t hide anxiety and nervousness and just wanted me to think in a good direction.

For some reason, it was a face poking at a place deep in the chest.

Once upon a time – I had such a concern.

Why is there a section called Common Name in my status window?

And why is there a word ‘tyrant’ in it?

However, the word tyrant was at least clear to me in the status window, which was full of unknown things.

If only I could stat-

It was a question that the answer immediately jumped out when I thought about how I would like to live if I had power.

“Good job.”
“… Yes?”

Koh Goh-hoon looked at my smiling face and said something embarrassingly.

“Good job.”

I smile more broadly as I see Goh Goh, who tries to smile very carefully, following my broadly smiling face.

Securing the canteen, securing the bathroom, and searching the room for the remaining survivors—

That’s how I quietly erased the halfway plans that weren’t sure what to do next.

I didn’t need much anymore.

We have a clearer plan than ever before.

Deficit rule.