Chapter 493 – [A Guide for Transcendentalists Traveling Post-Apocalypse]

When I came out after work, Baek-hee was staring at something with blank eyes in the village square.

At the end of her gaze was a human skull. It was a pale white bone that had been stripped of flesh and heated.

It doesn’t look much different from the bone graves piled up elsewhere, but there is one difference.

………That the size of that skull was, at most, the size of two adult male fists.

Just like a newborn baby.

“Is this… Is this really real?”

“I’ve heard of people who eat human meat. They say that young women like meat that is tender. It’s fucking disgusting, but it’s true.”

Baek-hee took care of the baby’s white bones, not minding the dirt and grime on her clothes.

It’s a pretty unexpected look. No, I thought she was quite flexible and kind for a former political leader, but there is no pretense in what she does now. She does it purely out of pity for the dead baby.

There was no reluctance to touch the remains or anything like that. More than that, sadness was filling her emotions.

I like this quite a bit. It’s not a situation, but she is her very existence.

“But this is the reality. Humans who have given up their humanity have the potential to become more brutal than anything else.

Human possibilities are endless.

However, on the contrary, the possibility of malice is also infinite, so this is how it happens.

The difference between figs, who sacrificed themselves to save the villagers, and those who took over the village, consumed most of it as human flesh, and raped the women, is the difference between good intentions and malicious intentions.

“It was complacent to think that it would be a world after the fall of the empire… I never imagined that there would be even those who abandoned the duty of being human like this…”

“Is it mere sympathy?”

“I was the one who would become the mother of the empire. As long as I didn’t commit any crimes, all the people of this planet were my children. But this…”

Baek-hee, who thought she had adapted to this world without showing any signs of weakness after finding the mummified body of her maternal grandfather next to the cryostat, showed a weak side again.

But this is a good thing.

There are only a handful of good rulers, but they are there if you look for them. However, among the people, it is even rarer to have a politician who feels compassion for the suffering of the people or the people as if it were his own. In my view, Baek-hee is a ruler at the level of a handful, let alone a handful, even if he searches all dimensions.

A king who does not know the suffering of the people becomes a king who does not know the human heart.

If she had properly inherited her empire, she might have achieved peace of mind. It’s a possibility and it’s just an if, but somehow I thought it would have been. It’s only now that I think it’s worth taking her to her cradle.

“Ahhhhh !!!

Fig was crying in front of the arranged and piled bone grave. In a village where dozens of people lived, there were only four survivors, and even that number would decrease if it decreased further, but there was no possibility of an increase.

A grim reality. As a shaman, I could say that it was fortunate that I did not run out of control while using my abilities.

It’s not easy to subdue a desperate and rampaging guy because he takes his own life lightly.

We quietly watched the situation for a while.

It comes with a complex and bitter taste.

…….After spending some time like that, I decided to start organizing mad dogs in earnest.

They were about twenty, but compared to the village, they were few in number, but I had to consider that all of them were combat personnel.

Even if there were the same number of combat troops in the village, if the rest were old people, children, and women who needed to be protected, victory or defeat would be obvious. Besides, since they are accustomed to killing, don’t you think it’s shocking… Don’t they say that those who have eaten meat eat better?

Ah, talking about meat reminds me of human flesh, so I cancel what I just said.

First of all, I woke up the guy who was holding the hostage earlier. It was proof that he knew a lot from grasping the situation and using his brain to stage a hostage-taking, and that he was at the top of this pack of mad dogs.

“Kuh… Ugh!!!!”

“I’m going to ask you a few questions. Answer me honestly. Okay?”

“It’s a fucking baby!

“Ah, yes. I knew that.”

I evaded the yellow spit he suddenly spat out and picked up the dismantling dagger.

Since the opponent is a beast, you can use something like this. To be honest, it doesn’t matter if you use or not use the torture technique.

Hot! Kwajik!!!!

After tearing off all the fingernails on his left hand, I crush the soft fleshy part with the tip of my dagger like barking. All five fingers go through a series of processes.

If it was simple torture, it would not seem like a big deal, but the process to this point only took about a second.

Pain comes late and all at once. It just feels a little tingly at first.

“…….Kuaaaaa!!!!!”

“Your vocalization is quite good. If the world were different, I would have become a vocalist.”

The sound of human screaming in pain is fundamentally different. Why is there such a thing as abdominal breathing? It kind of feels like that.

It is human beings who cry out even when one fingernail is pulled out. If you are a person with strong pain, you might be able to shed tears or grit your teeth and endure it even if one piece is pulled out.

“Name”

“That, ugh… Chae, Chae Jung…”

“Yes, Chaejeong-ah. I’m going to ask you a few more times.

Humans are weak.

To be precise, it is weak to either pain or pleasure. A person strong in pain can withstand torture, but not drug administration. And vice versa.

It sounds like bullshit, but it makes sense. Ordinary people, when they think they are going to be tortured, prepare for it, but it doesn’t take much pain to open up. Conversely, if you want to endure pleasure, you can endure it with superhuman mental strength, but when it turns into pain, it changes again.

Human imperfections are revealed here. People who are both strong are usually transcendental.

“What did the people of this village do?”

“…The man was killed, and the woman was imprisoned and raped…”

“How much did you eat?”

“Most of them… They either committed suicide or ate dead women… Ugh, kuuaaaaa?!?!?!”

“Ah, sorry. This is to vent my anger”

He screamed as I lightly crushed his left hand. Most people are right-handed, so you don’t need to have a left hand!!!

Oh, you’re left-handed? If that’s the case, why don’t you change to right-handed from now on!

“Ahhhhh…!!!”

“Then, the next question… Where did you get your drugs from?”

“Yes?”

“You don’t think drugs or something spring from the ground, do you?”

“Well, do red hybrids originally grow in the ground, kkeuuaaaaa!!!!!”

“Who wants to talk back?”

I cut his hand up to his forearm. But even so, only a little blood flows. This is because important blood vessels were avoided and dismantled.

What is that, if you go to a science lab or museum, there are specimens of human nerves and blood vessels, right? It can be seen that it was dissected alive like that. Nerves are alive, so they don’t bleed to death on a damn sick subject. You have to worry about shock, but… A drug addict doesn’t die of shock easily! It’s an experience!

“Anyway, it’s not possible that all of you just got drugs to take for a while. It’s going to be quite a lot, but you’re not farming, and there’s nothing to eat in the nearby villages, so there’s no way to plant them leisurely, where did you get them?”

It is normal for drugs to have to be extracted normally unless the chemical field is available.

Poppy is a representative object known in this field, and the ingredient extracted from it is so effective that it even caused a war. Oh, of course, the Opium War is bigger than Britain’s asshole.

In any case, it is impossible for people who are not enough to harvest food from farming to grow drugs that have nothing to see other than pleasure.

What’s more, the concentration of the bad smell coming out of their mouths is high and the condition is pretty bad. It’s highly likely that they took it on a yearly basis or sucked refined drugs… A facility that can grow drugs and refine them again? Even if you can’t do it here, isn’t it the city level?

“I got it from the den of mad dogs.”

“A den of mad dogs?”

“Yes…… In the lair of mad dogs in the Mu Volcano ahead…”

It is a non-volcanic I don’t know if it’s a fig volcano because it’s not a volcano, or if the name of the fig came from the fig mountain, but it must have been the home of mad dogs who are said to have gained power these days.

……No, it’s just a little bit like that.

No matter how much they treat people, mad dogs cannot have such a long-term vision. They are nothing but swarms of locusts and locusts. It destroys and eats everything that passes by, but has no ability to produce anything.

Look at it even now In the village where dozens of humans lived, there were only four left at most, and even that would most likely be dead if we arrived late. If they’re all dead, what will they do next?

Do you run a town? No, it just moves to find another town to do the same thing. Kill the man, rape the woman, and when he dies, eat the meat…

Those guys produce drugs and distribute them on a plate that they can’t even consume? Apparently you can’t even pay, just for free?

It was clear that something was dark. If not, it’s an impossible situation.

“I know roughly what you need to know”

“Sa-save me… I’ll do anything!! Please!!! Please!!!!!”

“Hey, looking at your attitude, you can see that your humanity has been destroyed. If you’re really shameless, you won’t be asking for help in this situation.”

Killing most of the population of a village, eating the corpses, raping women… To say that he lives despite having committed such things is a disprove that he lacks humanity before the instinct to survive.

If he has any humanity left, it is normal for him to at least feel guilty for his sins and accept death humbly. I’m usually on the side of killing people like that.

But I have no intention of killing them so easily.

“Have you heard of Prometheus?”

Do you know what it feels like to have your guts eaten alive?

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People don’t die even if they show off their talents. If you die from being cut open, why do you have surgery?

If you lie on your stomach in this scorching sun, you will quickly dry up, but the human life force is tough. Especially those who ate human meat and supplemented with nutrients.

There are also birds here. It’s rare, but that’s what it is. Due to the nature of the world, there were plenty of birds like crows that eat corpses. No matter how alive they are, they can’t move and show off their talent… They’ll look like corpses.

“Ugh, uh uh uh uh uh uh!!!!”

“Sa-save me! Save me aaaaa!!!!”

“Keuhuh, keuhheehee, uhhahaha!!!!”

“Ugh, uh uh uh!!!!”

Their screams are heard as a symphony. I didn’t see anyone with a weak stomach, and even Ruri went back with a slightly hardened complexion, but Figu was watching the end of them.

The complexion is pale. No matter how strong a child is, he is not a child. You may be able to tolerate the things you do to yourself, but it is one thing to endure and watch the atrocities in front of you.

However, despite this, Muhwa did not leave the place.

Crows… No, I just watch as a bird twice as big as the crows I know and looks like an eagle eats their entrails alive.

If humans gave up on humans and ate humans, the least atonement would be to enter the law of nature as an animal.

In the end, human beings only return to the soil when they die, and that is the transcendental person, but the same goes for me as a reincarnated person. If I die too, the body will rot. Although it takes a while.

“I got my revenge on those who made your town like this. But there are still some left.”

“……..”

“I’m planning on wiping it out anyway, since it’s going to get in the way… What are you going to do?”

In exchange for the contract of Muhwa to support the village’s relocation, she offered herself as a price.

But now this contract has been half-broken. The village to be supported has long been destroyed and there are only four survivors.

A contract that has already been signed is called a contract, but since the precondition itself is distorted, it was possible to minimize it if done well. But that’s just the difference between whether this kid wants it or not.

A survivor is a survivor, even if only four survived. They need help, but… The cunning of a human heart is the life of one village, so it may feel heavy and responsible, but compared to the lives of four people, it is light.

I don’t know if I’d rather be in charge of 4 people from the beginning, but it was clear that Mu-hwa’s mind would be confused in various ways now.

“…….I heard something. The person that Mr. Choak serves is a wandering nobleman, isn’t it?”

“Well, that’s right”

“All I can sell is myself, already half-sold.”

If you say that you are a co-worker with the owner of the upper house, you will be vehemently rejected. No matter how homosexual I am, it is limited to the person I love.

Shion Shota is cheap! I will shout and run, but others are a little……

“If that’s okay with you…”

“At that time, it’s better to be sure to go out. If you’re not sure about that, who’s going to buy it for you? If you’ve been following merchants, haven’t you roughly looked at how to advertise?”

“…….Buy me. I’ll do anything.”

“Great”

The deal was done.

On the other hand, if someone were to look at me and be like this, the unknown girl who sold her body at that time might point a finger at me why I didn’t help her, but at least Figu proved her worth to me.

Even jewelry with a warranty is much more expensive than not knowing whether it is stolen or not.

Anyway, let’s go rob Ruri’s wallet!!!