That's Not the Guy
That's Not the Guy
Even for me, it's a horrific sight that's hard to look at properly, but that doesn't mean I can't go check that place out.
Just by looking at it, it's a military helicopter.
Then that means the pilots riding in there are soldiers too, and if I'm lucky, I might be able to get a gun—a weapon incomparable to a crowbar like this.
Of course, you can't blindly say a gun is always better than a crowbar.
Because a gun is a weapon that accompanies loud noise along with its terrifying destructive power.
Loud noise will naturally gather zombies, and on top of that, if bullets run out, you even have to reload, so a gun might not be a suitable weapon for dealing with zombies.
However, there is no weapon as good as a gun when it comes to dealing with humans.
Because basically, all humans, including me, have a fear of guns.
"First, I gotta deal with those bastards and search."
"Kua.."
"Kueo-eo.."
"Uuk!!"
"......Hey, get up. How long are you gonna stay like that?"
"D-, Don't touch me..! It's gonna come out again... Uwek!!"
"Sigh...."
It's not like she ate that much, so what on earth is there to throw up so much...
Well, even if she stays like that, she won't die.
It's not that there are none at all, but unlike the 1st floor, there aren't that many zombies on the 2nd floor.
"Shall we play then?"
"Kuak!!"
"Kuaak!!"
"I'm Kuak too!!"
Tadadat-
Hwi-ik!!!
Peogeok!!
A department store is a pretty good hunting ground.
To the extent that I want to open the doors and invite zombies to come inside.
A space wide open in all directions works to the advantage of the zombies too, but it also provides me with an escape route to flee anywhere at any time.
Because numerous barricades like display cases and shelves exhibiting items, sofas or chairs for customers, and counters work unconditionally to my advantage.
Of course, if I couldn't use these terrain features, they'd just be a hindrance.
Tak! Hwik-
After smashing a zombie's head and leaping over the display case right next to me to avoid zombies rushing from front and back unlike the hallway,
Kung!!
"Kuak!!"
"Kua!!"
Two zombies collided with the waist-high display case and came to a stop.
And already, I am turning my body and swinging the crowbar toward the two of them.
Peogeok!!
Two zombies tumbling sideways along with heads bouncing off.
Tsk... What a pity.
Even if I knock down two like this, only one bastard is dead.
Is it because my strength is lacking? Or the limit of the weapon?
Whatever it is, it would be really nice if I could kill several at once with a single attack.
"Hoo.... Ain't that right?"
"Kua.."
Peogeok!!
Coming around the side of the display case and striking down the head of the zombie fallen on the floor, I looked around once and wiped the sweat flowing down my forehead with the back of my hand.
"Whoa... I'm seriously making a killing on coins coming here...."
I killed nearly 60 zombies just on the 1st floor, and a little over 10 zombies on the 2nd floor too.
Even if I simply acquired 2 coins for 70 zombies, that's 140 coins.
Including the zombies I killed while crossing the street, I can add 20 more coins, so 160 coins.
[Purchasing Agility Lv.7 (120 coins).]
[The player's information is updated.]
『Name: Kang Hajin(27)
Height: 183cm Weight: 77kg
Trait:-
Coin: 53
[Strength Lv.4] [Agility Lv.7] [Stamina Lv.3] [Luck Lv.1]』
Agility at level 7—now I definitely won't die to a zombie.
Unless I get surrounded by dozens of zombies with literally nowhere to run.
The only problem is that I've invested too many stats solely into agility....
Well, there hasn't been any major problem so far, so it should be fine.
Of course, if I had raised strength instead of focusing solely on agility like this, I might have been able to kill two zombies at once in a situation like a moment ago, and the effort put into killing zombies would decrease compared to now, reducing stamina consumption without raising stamina, making hunting easier.
However....
[Zombie Vaccine] - 50 coins
Because up until now, I've been raising stats without leaving behind 50 coins to buy a Zombie Vaccine just in case of an emergency.
That's why building an agile body that wouldn't get bitten or attacked by zombies was the most crucial core for me.
And by now, it seems I've succeeded in making such a body.
Anyway, I can't move anymore.
"Huo.... Huo...."
Badeul- badeul- badeul-
Just because I can easily kill zombies doesn't mean the fight against zombies is entirely easy.
Because due to a stamina stat that's barely level 3, I hit a physical limit to the extent that my hand holding the crowbar was trembling badeul-badeul.
In fact, I should have rested more after dealing with the zombies on the 1st floor.
No, I should have spent the day on the 1st floor and moved again tomorrow.
I should have done that, but....
"Uwek!!"
Fucking hell, all because of that bitch Kim Minseo..!
Sigh... I don't even have the energy to get angry.
Let's rest a bit first.
Kakang! Kakang!
Teolseok-
Laying down on the cold glass display case with the crowbar slipping out of my hand seureureuk, I exhaled through my nose and calmed my rough breathing, and after resting like that for about 5 minutes, the trembling of my hand subsided.
That means it's time to move again.
"Fucking hell, why is there so much work to do? Egugu...."
My body feels heavy like someone's piggybacking on me, and my bones ache at every joint, just like when I first went to a boxing gym to exercise.
Let's just check right there and really stop moving for today.
Teodeol- teodeol- teodeol-
Moving my steps drained of all strength like walking home after heavily drinking alcohol, I arrived at where the helicopter was, stretched out my hand to grab the handle, pushed it down, and pulled, but....
"It won't budge at all.."
Whether it broke down while crashing into the building or it's locked from the inside, no matter how hard I pull, the door truly won't budge an inch.
Is it because I lack strength?
"Hey, come here."
"T-, To there..?"
"....Do you really want to become useless to me?"
"N-, No it's not! I'm coming right now! Right now... Uuk!!"
"......"
Kim Minseo, who stopped running and naturally knelt on the floor as if falling forward, started vomiting again, and at that sight, I shook my head side to side and first checked inside the helicopter through the window.
Two pilots wearing helmets with belts fastened, dropping their heads downwards.
It wasn't a large helicopter like a transport or attack helicopter, but a small helicopter called a 500MD that could be seen most universally, so aside from the two pilots, no one else was visible.
Anyway, do they have a gun? Or do they not have one?
"Aish, shit..! Why can't I see anything?!"
Poljjak! Poljjak!
To check the waist area where holsters are generally worn, hopping around like a rabbit kkangchung-kkangchung and standing on tiptoes, making every effort to look inside...
"Kuak!!!"
"Uwa-wak!!!"
Fucking hell, almost made me drop my soul!!
The pilot I thought was dead abruptly lifted his head and bared his filthy teeth toward me.
Both of them, at that.
That's why the helicopter crashed!
No, but how did those humans turn into zombies when there were only two of them inside?
"Well.... It's not a situation where the reason can be explained."
There's only one thing I know about the cause of a person turning into a zombie.
Namely, getting bitten by a zombie.
But if that were the only cause of becoming a zombie, the world wouldn't have changed like this.
Because in the first place, we were living well without zombies.
So that means the very thing of someone getting bitten by a zombie and turning into one shouldn't have happened.
Yet at some moment zombies appeared, and judging by the water and electricity being cut off, it means zombies emerged not just in Apgujeong-dong where I am, but beyond Seoul to the entire Republic of Korea.
On top of that, it already being the 8th day, the fact that there is no help from neighboring countries or the United States with whom we have a military pact means the same phenomenon is occurring worldwide, not just in our country.
Therefore, there's no need to wonder about the fundamental cause of such an absurd phenomenon.
Because I wouldn't be able to figure it out anyway.
Even if I rack my brain and think about it alone, it'll just give me a headache.
"Are you okay, oppa..? Uuk..!"
"Get lost. Don't come all the way here and vomit."
"......I'm sorry.. Uuk..!!"
"If you're gonna do that, don't look at it!!"
"I, I want to do that, but... my eyes keep going... Uuk..!"
"Crazy bitch.."
Even while retching and vomiting like that, she keeps glancing at the corpses hanging like clusters of grapes.
Even I'm not looking at them because they're gross, why on earth does she keep looking?
I really don't get it.
Fucking hell, I gotta find a decent woman soon and replace her.
Wait a minute! This isn't the time for me to be so laid-back, is it?
Hudadadak!!
Though I really didn't want to budge at all, I rushed over in a hurry, picked up the crowbar I had dropped on the floor, and looked around my surroundings.
Because I never know when the bastard who hung those humans like clusters of grapes might attack me.
One might think that having made such a massive fuss to that extent, they might have gone somewhere else to kill other humans, but the exit doors were solidly blocked with all sorts of fixtures, and the supplies warehouse I entered through was also locked from the inside.
That means no one went outside through the exit doors or the supplies warehouse, and there is a very high possibility that somewhere in this department store, there is a bastard as crazy as me.
No, I should say a bastard even crazier than me.
"But why is there no reaction at all?"
Not only the zombies, but I also made quite a commotion shouting.
Then surely, with a noise louder than usual, they definitely would have noticed my presence....
Are they hiding and looking for an opportunity? Or are they accurately grasping my strength? Or else, are they not confident about fighting me?
Various speculations can be made about the opponent's psychology or thoughts, but whatever the bastard crazier than me is thinking, one thing is certain.
"Feels like shit."
Thinking that someone is hiding secretly and watching me really feels like shit.
Is this what celebrities being stalked feel like?
Of course, I can't be 100 percent sure that someone is watching me or that someone is in here, but just the thought that it might be so made me feel truly crappy.
Tuk-
Huh? What is this sound?
A small sound reaching my ears as I'm frowning at the surging displeasure.
Tilting my head, I turned toward where the sound came from, and there was....
Kwaaaak!!
"Keo.. Keohuk..!"
"St-, Stay right where you are!!"
"......"
Some crazy bastard is choking Kim Minseo's neck with a cloth rolled up in both hands.
"O-, Oppa... Save... m..."
Kwaaaak!!
Upon hearing Kim Minseo's voice, the crazy bastard chokes her neck even harder.
By the way, where on earth did that bastard....
Ah, was it there?
The helicopter embedded obliquely facing forward.
The front part where I looked inside was tilted so much that the helicopter's body touched the floor, but the further toward the tail, the more elevated it was, so the rear part of the fuselage was spaced apart from the floor enough for a person to easily enter.
He was hiding in a place I truly never expected.
And he was genuinely watching me.
That's why I felt so crappy.
"O... ppa..."
Along with her hand weakly lifting toward me as if there's no time, Kim Minseo's voice and eyelids gradually lose strength.
And the crazy bastard's voice also came over.
"Drop your weapon!! Otherwise I'll kill this woman..."
"Kill her. I was just debating whether to kill her or not anyway."
"......"
"......"
"I said kill her."
At my words, not only the crazy bastard, but even Kim Minseo's eyes, which had been gradually closing, flew wide open.
Still fine, aren't we.
No, it must be because the strength in the crazy bastard's hand loosened slightly, flustered by my words.
"Y-, You think I won't kill her?! I'm really gonna kill her!!"
"I know. So I said kill her."
"You fucking crazy bastard..!!"
Kwaaaak!!
"Keohuk..!!!"
The crazy bastard pulling the cloth strongly with renewed force.
And I rushed toward him.
Dadadadak!!
"D-, Don't come near!!"
Hwiiiiik!!!
The crowbar falling without hesitation toward the bastard's head.
No, I struck it down as if smashing Kim Minseo's head together with his.
Then,
"Argh!!"
Deopseok!
The crazy bastard who pushed Kim Minseo toward me turned his body and started running away.
"Keuk!! Keohuk!! Keuk!!"
Kim Minseo, shoved by the crazy bastard and hugged into my arms, coughed repeatedly and then abruptly bit my nipple.
Kwaak!!
"Aargh!!"
"Urrrrgh!!!"
"Get off!!"
Along with Kim Minseo's face barely pulled away, my nipple almost got torn off.
Ow, fucking shit, that hurts like hell!
"What the hell is this?!"
"What kind of stunt is oppa pulling!!"
"What did I do?! I saved you!"
"You told him to kill me! To kill me!!"
"So did you die?! You're alive!"
"Does that make any sense, you bad bastard!!"
Grabbing the cheeks of Kim Minseo, who was beating my chest with girl-typical fist-strikes, I shoved the crowbar into the backpack she was wearing and pulled out a bottle of mineral water.
"Rinse your mouth first. You wanna eat zombie blood and become a zombie?"
"Ah!"
Tak!!
Whether eating zombie blood turns you into a zombie is a fact neither Kim Minseo nor I have verified, but since there's no harm in being careful, Kim Minseo snatched the mineral water bottle from my hand and rinsed her mouth like crazy.
"Pwet-ptwet! Pwet-ptwet-pwet!!"
"If you're anxious, brush your teeth too."
"I will! Seeessh..!!"
Glaring at me once with upturned eyes, Kim Minseo quickly took off the backpack she was wearing, took out the toothpaste and toothbrush she had packed, and started brushing her teeth, while I blankly stared at the place where the crazy bastard had fled.
Going down to the 1st floor... Is he running away? Or does he have other companions?
Well, since the helicopter and I are blocking the other directions, there's nowhere else for him to run except there.
But what on earth is this babbling on about?
"Ueke geu-eikeokeokeo!!"
"......What?"
Chika! Chika! Chika! Chika!
Spouting unintelligible alien language, Kim Minseo brushed her teeth with furious toothbrushing as if her gums would tear, and then....
"Geureureureuk!! Pwet!! Keohuk!! Pwet!!!"
"Fucking hell, so gross.."
"How could you do that!!"
"Ah, was that what you meant?"
"Say something! Did you really not care if I died?! No! Were you really debating whether to kill me or not?!"
"Yeah, because you were trying to crawl all over my head."
"......S-, Seriously..?"
"Halfway. So know your boundaries. Stop trying to crawl all over me acting all friendly."
"That's because oppa..!"
"What did I?"
"You acted like you were gonna throw me away.. Because I was scared.. That's why I did that.... I'm really not scared of oppa, nor do I hate you.... I was just startled!"
"Hah.... So that's why you bit my butt, pulled down my pants, and acted like a lunatic? Because you thought I'd throw you away?"
"Yes...."
Kim Minseo's behavior of going crazy and running wild suddenly coming to the department store now makes sense.
She did that to survive in her own way.
Of course, her method was wrong so I almost genuinely wanted to throw her away.
"Don't pull that kind of crap from now on. I won't throw you away as long as you listen well."
"Yeah, I got it.... But what do we do now..?"
"What?"
"That person.. If he attacks again...."
"Don't worry. That's not the bastard."
"Huh??"