Chapter 49: Don't Ever Underestimate the Seongsu Apartment Autonomous Organization, You Motherfuckers
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 49: Don't Ever Underestimate the Seongsu Apartment Autonomous Organization, You Motherfuckers
Adult toys are surprisingly popular in a zombie apocalypse.
In wars, men take women as spoils, and women are provided to satisfy men's desires. Similarly, when males sense a threat to their lives, their survival instinct to pass on their genes kicks in, making their sex drive skyrocket.
And once a certain level of safety is guaranteed, they try to take in women to show off their authority.
Meanwhile, women seek out strong men to ensure their own safety.
Well, since the zombie apocalypse hands out stats and modes regardless of gender, there could very well be strong female leaders. But if that's the case, they'd probably just look for men to keep under them instead.
Either way, adult toys are pretty damn important in a world like this.
Especially condoms.
I had just been mindlessly shooting my loads inside her, but that was only because Kim Ji-hee was on birth control.
Other people actually have to worry about what to do if they get pregnant in a world like this.
There's no real solution.
Even if you want an abortion, there are no doctors, and if you try to raise the kid, it severely limits your mobility.
Giving birth?
That brings its own set of problems.
If the baby so much as cries, you can bet every zombie within earshot will come swarming in.
Building a stable faction might be a display of power, but most people would still just want a safe sex life.
In that sense, the massive stash of condoms I grabbed could probably be sold at a ridiculously marked-up price.
The same went for the other adult toys.
Things like fleshlights and dildos are convenient, easy ways to enjoy oneself alone, and since they're reusable, they'd be highly coveted items for people looking to relieve stress through their sex drive.
I didn't grab too many items for BDSM play, like whips or handcuffs.
I only took a few just to try them out occasionally, but what was really important were the costumes.
I literally swept those clean.
Just imagining Kim Ji-hee wearing them made it hard to contain myself.
Maybe because the adult shop was in a basement, everything was in pristine condition. No lie, by the time I walked out, my backpack was so packed that I could actually feel the weight.
My Strength is currently Level 7, so for me to feel the weight meant... it had to be at least several dozen kilograms.
Still, as long as the bag wasn't overflowing, it was fine.
Honestly, even if some meat dropped right now, unless it was rare meat, I wouldn't throw anything away—I'd be willing to just carry it in my hands.
That was how meaningful today's farming had been.
I'd also stocked up on medicine, which was the only thing my place was lacking.
Once I killed exactly five Level 2 zombies, I could head back.
"Where the hell am I, though?"
Moving around diligently with that mindset, I soon completed the quest.
[Quest Complete!]
[1 Point Acquired]
[Repeat Quest 2-1]
– Defeat Zombies (★★)
– 0 / 50
– Reward: 1 Point, Safe Base-Exclusive Outer Wall (★)
Along with the 1 point, a new repeat quest appeared.
The more repeat quests, the better.
The more points I earned, the harder the grind to get them became, but zombies existed in almost infinite numbers anyway. I could just think of it as a bonus I'd get eventually as long as I kept killing them.
Besides, a Safe Base-Exclusive Outer Wall?
That was an excellent reward to shore up what could be considered the only weakness of my studio apartment building.
"Time to head back."
I got 2 more kilograms of meat.
Fortunately, it was just small enough to squeeze into my backpack, so I stuffed it in and pulled out my iPad to head back.
Kim Ji-hee had taught me how to use KakaoMap.
I remembered being genuinely amazed when I saw my current location along with a detailed map.
"Holy shit. This actually works?"
What kind of world had I been living in?
In a typical zombie apocalypse, if you lost your way once, you were fucked. You'd have to unfold a basic paper map and strain your eyes trying to match your surroundings to find your way back.
I couldn't help but feel that this real-life zombie apocalypse was a bit too harsh on the zombies.
I pinned my destination—my home—and got my bearings.
I had wandered further than expected while hunting zombies.
But it didn't matter. I was confident I wouldn't die no matter where I went, so I just hadn't bothered to check my location along the way.
The sun was setting, but the estimated travel time back was only about 40 minutes.
As I made my way back, just as I was coming out onto a main road, I spotted a large officetel with barricades set up around it.
The cars on the road nearby had been cleared away, and the alleys were blocked off, securing a fairly spacious front yard area.
And then, my eyes met with one of the guys standing guard.
"Huh? A zombie!"
The bastard shouted, pointing at me.
"Which part of me looks like a zombie, you motherfucker?"
"...The zombie is talking!"
Sigh. Dumbass.
Well, I could understand.
I had been wrestling with zombies just for the hell of it, so my entire body was drenched in blood. Since the blood had dried, it was understandable that he might confuse me for a blood-soaked zombie rather than a human.
But then I saw him holding a phone, making a call.
This is going to get annoying.
With that thought, I immediately dashed toward the barricade.
"Whoa, whoa! It's a Level 2!"
Seeing how they knew about Level 2 zombies, they seemed to be a fairly organized faction.
Then again, I had killed a few around here, so they must have seen them too.
I slammed straight into the barricade made of blocked cars.
Crash!
"Argh!"
The car was pushed right back by my body slam.
That was what Level 7 Strength was.
While not exactly superhuman, it was enough to easily pull off the kind of feats I had in mind.
Of course, if it had been cement or concrete, it would have been a different story.
The guy who had almost been crushed to death trembled as he pointed a spear at me.
The crudely made spear had blood on its tip, suggesting he had managed to kill a few zombies with it.
Another guy, who had been looking the other way on the opposite side, also approached and aimed his weapon at me.
"Who are you?! Who goes there?!"
"I thought you said I was a zombie."
"He's human..."
"Why are you attacking our faction?!"
"Because you bastards started it, you motherfuckers."
Seriously, why call your buddies over while treating a perfectly normal passerby like a zombie?
"Aaaargh!"
Even though he now knew I was human, whether out of fear or something else, he thrust his spear at me.
From his perspective, I suppose it was a form of self-defense.
Even putting the misunderstanding aside, he probably thought that with a stranger like me standing inside after breaking through their barricade, attacking first was the safer choice to buy time.
Unfortunately, I didn't have enough time to be sympathetic to his plight.
Watching the trajectory, I sidestepped and chopped down with my hand, snapping the shaft of the spear thrusting past me.
"Gasp!"
He looked shocked, as if the weapon had been incredibly precious to him.
That was all.
He didn't make any move to follow up with another attack.
Tsk, tsk.
I had already dodged and was drawing the dagger from my waist.
"Urgh!!"
I lightly stabbed his neck and pulled it out.
Blood sprayed as the guy collapsed on the spot.
"Aaaargh!"
The guy watching from behind rushed me as well.
"Seriously, I told you I'm human. Why do you keep trying to kill me?"
He lunged, thinking he had my back, but when I dodged, the momentum sent him face-planting onto the ground.
"What the hell is that guy?!"
One or two guys who had come out of the officetel after receiving the call shouted upon seeing me.
"Who are you?!"
"Where did you come from?!"
"Fuck, we're under attack!"
I was just passing through, I swear...
I was going to clear up the misunderstanding, but faced with the same questions, I just answered.
"We're the Seongsu Apartment Autonomous Organization, you motherfuckers! This area belongs to us, so pack your shit and get out. Consider this your only warning. If you don't clear out within seven days, you're all fucking dead."
Then, I immediately bolted.
My Agility was only Level 2, so I couldn't just outrun them in a straight line. However, after leaping over the barricade and slipping into the alleys, I activated "Cat Step" and easily shook them off by weaving through the winding streets.
As expected, modes are the best.
"Consider yourselves lucky my bag was full."
I had to clean up the surrounding factions eventually anyway.
Either they became my subordinates, or they died.
It was one of the two.
Making them my people as "Residents," or having them pay tribute to me within my territory.
Dividing them into tiers was a much easier way to expand my faction.
Anyway, even if I raided that place today, carrying the loot back would have been awkward. Plus, a fun idea had popped into my head, so I just used the Seongsu Apartment Autonomous Organization's name as a cover and headed back.
As it turned out, Seongsu Apartment wasn't even that far from here.
My route back took me past the back gate of Seongsu Apartment, and the barricades there were built much sturdier than before.
It was actually pretty funny to see someone on duty in what looked like a makeshift watchtower they'd somehow put together.
Maybe because I'd been watching the Seongsu Apartment folks from the very beginning.
I felt a strange sense of fondness for them.
They were the first ones I needed to deal with, so this worked out perfectly.
"Another productive day."
It was night by the time I got home.
Between shopping with the Visiting Black Market Merchant in the morning and heading out fully armed around noon, it had been a highly productive day.
When I opened the door, Kim Ji-hee was cooking stew.
"Oh! Awesome. I was just making this to eat first while waiting for you, Oppa!"
Having someone welcome you home felt better than I expected.
I smiled and asked,
"Do you like cats?"
"Oh! I love cats! Don't tell me..."
As I rummaged through my backpack, Kim Ji-hee covered her mouth, her eyes sparkling.
I pulled a "cat" out of my backpack.
"...What is this?"
"Since you said you like cats, I'm going to fuck you while you wear this tonight."
"..."
I proudly showed off the cute cat costume with a tail that I had farmed.