Chapter 120
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 120
Chapter Title: Power Outage
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I watched for a bit to see if the fire would spread well,
and it did, blazing up fiercely thanks to the oil.
The scorching heat reached even where I was standing.
From the acrid smell of burning oil to the stench of roasting meat,
smoke and odors began rising from the mountain of zombie corpses that had caught fire.
"...Ah, this smell is gonna spread all over the neighborhood.
Guess we can't open the windows for a while.
Did I set up the crematorium too close by?
I kinda get why large-scale crematoriums are one of the nuisance facilities..."
I rushed back, thinking I needed to tell my pussy slaves to close the apartment windows quick.
Back at the apartment, I radioed down for the tactical climbing rope,
grabbed it as it came down, and climbed up to tell the pussy slaves to shut the windows.
But they had already closed them all.
"...We smelled something bad burning.
We figured Master was incinerating the zombie bodies,
so we told unnie and shut them ahead of time."
"Oh yeah? I ran back for nothing then. Good job anyway."
I scratched my head at Hye-yeon's words.
"Master. Should we really burn all those bodies at once?
I'm worried.
There's so many... I don't think they'll all burn up.
Maybe we should've added some wood along with the oil.
You know, to keep it going longer.
Mass cremations aren't as easy as they seem."
"Dunno. We'll see.
If it goes out partway like you say...,
just pour more oil and keep burning 'em.
Don't overthink it.
More oil, more burning. Easy."
Hye-yeon and Hye-jeong were making a fuss, wrinkling their noses at the incoming zombie-burning stench.
But Seo-yeon was different, as expected.
Maybe because she's a novelist who wrote apocalypse stories? Her perspective was definitely unique.
She wasn't worried about the smell—instead, she was fretting over whether the zombie bodies would burn properly.
"What if the half-burned zombies clump together out of grudge
and form some massive flesh golem that comes after us for revenge? That's what I'm worried about."
"That won't happen. Relax.
Zombies that are already dead once are just contaminated, filthy corpses.
You sure got an imagination—fitting for a writer."
I casually took off my gloves,
then groped and squeezed Seo-yeon's ass—the one fretting over the zombie pyre—
before stripping off the rest of my gear with the pussy slaves' help and heading for a shower.
Of course, the pussy slaves followed me in today too, attending to my bath.
After showering, I fooled around with them in bed, had sex, and fell asleep.
I figured I'd spend the next few days just chilling and relaxing like this...,
but the morning after next, I woke up to no electricity.
"...Here it comes."
Tower 1st Floor. Project Zombie World.
July 21. Power Outage.
"M-Master. What do we do? Now? What now?"
"Calm down. We saw this coming."
The pussy slaves—born bitches at heart—were panicking and making a fuss,
but I wasn't fazed at all since I'd known this was coming from the start.
...Sure, it was a little inconvenient,
but we'd known it was gonna happen.
'Hye-jeong here,
predicting the power and water would cut out first,
so why's she freaking out so much? Jeez, these pussy bitches...,
always whining like it's a female trait or something.
Can't just stay calm and composed.'
In the original game,
power cuts out randomly.
Anywhere from day 1 to day 30 of the zombie outbreak,
but usually around two weeks in.
'Zombie outbreak hit Korea on July 5...,
today's July 21, so we lasted 16 days.
Two days longer than the usual two weeks. Pretty lucky, actually.'
For the Koreans barely scraping by avoiding zombies till now, it was tragic news,
but for anyone who didn't prep for power and water outages, the good times were over.
Nights without moonlight would be pitch black,
and clean water would stop flowing.
This marked the true start of the zombie apocalypse survival game.
But I had bigger worries than that.
Power, water, and gas cutting out were threats I'd already accounted for—no issue there.
The problem was something I couldn't do jack about.
In Project Zombie World, the game glossed over it with stuff like "nations had contingencies" or "heroic employees saved the day"...
Nuclear power plants.
Radioactive waste.
Meltdown (core melt, core fusion).
'The devs avoided mentioning it much...,
but when Western fans bitched about no reactor meltdowns,
they handwaved it with "nations had backups in place." Kinda like forced worldbuilding by the devs....'
Doesn't make sense, honestly.
All those nuclear plants worldwide exploding? Nah.
Maybe the US pulls it off,
but Korea, Japan, China? Especially China...
But the devs wanted this to be a "zombie apocalypse survival" game, it seems.
No interest in adding radiation apocalypse vibes, so they just shrugged it off like "eh, no radiation issues~."
Result? Every nuke plant worldwide—from Korea, China, Japan and beyond—was fine.
Emergency generators ran flawlessly at 100%,
and unmanned AI cooling systems followed protocols perfectly.
Probably the setting boiled down to "nations prepped + heroic staff sacrificed themselves" to keep every plant and waste site safe.
'Please let that forced game lore apply here in this Tower world where the game's gone real...
Truth is, I got no answer for radiation either.
And this is Daegu-Gyeongbuk area? Way too damn close to plants....'
I prayed that contrived game setting would hold true here,
and decided to calm the anxious pussy slaves with some sex.
"...Master. Sex again right now...?"
"That's why we're doing it. To chill you girls out."
"Hah..., nooo..., heut,
B-But sex for that..., heung...♡"
"Listen up, pussy slaves—we ain't changing a thing.
We'll fuck,
I'll play with you enough through sex, rest easy,
hunt zombies when I feel like working to expand the safe zone.
Farm while we're at it. That's life. Got it? Say it back."
"""...Yes."""
"Just think about fucking me.
You're my pussy slaves now, right?
No other thoughts—just fuck me and squeeze that pussy tight.
Think only about how to make your master happy.
I'll fetch whatever stuff or supplies you want."
"""Yes..."""
"Remember those piles of Japanese snacks and cup ramen I brought a few days back?
Like raiding a rural Japanese convenience store and stationery shop.
You girls looked thrilled,
and I'll grab that kinda stuff sometimes. Not a big deal."
'In Tower 3rd Floor Absolute Dick World...,
maybe raid some quiet rural marts now and then.
Or Tower 4th Floor works too.
Sneak out the villa's secret passage, mask up, loot rural marts...,
Tower 4th is even Korea.'
"Got portable generators stocked,
butane gas? I'll supply infinite.
Water, food—same deal. No worries."
I fucked them while reminding the pussy slaves that with me around, nothing was a problem—
thrusting my dick into their pussies over and over.
Thanks to my efforts, by the time their wombs and pussies were filled to bursting with creampies,
all the anxiety had vanished from the pussy slaves' faces.
After a few rounds of steamy 4P sex,
we ate and rested, and they each did their hobbies.
Hye-jeong and Hye-yeon wanted girl talk, so they crammed into the now-crowded storage room,
shut the door, and whispered away.
Seo-yeon leaned on the balcony window, using the 8x scope telescope I'd given her to snipe zombies with me.
She'd spot like an observer: "Master, two zombies at 2 o'clock! 600m? 700m? There! Behind the gray SUV!"
Then I'd pop their heads with the sniper rifle.
I taught her clock directions and ranging with the scope.
She picked it up quick after a few tries.
For reference, that 8x scope dropped a ton after Tower 2nd Floor's 24-hour ban lifted,
while I farmed guns and ammo. Drops suck when they suck, but flood out when they don't.
- Thwang! Clack. Thwang! Clack. -
You have killed an injured regular zombie and received 8 points.
You have killed a leaping zombie and received 31 points.
I fitted the M24 sniper rifle—which uses 7.62mm rounds—with a silencer and 8x scope, popping zombie heads.