Give Me More
Give Me More
The power of the handmade bomb made from a whopping 23 butane gas canisters was far more amazing than I had thought.
Startled by the sudden secondary explosion, the zombies flew into the air right along with me as I tumbled down beneath a car.
And as I quickly scrambled back to my feet, dozens of zombies engulfed in flames came into view.
"Whoa.."
An exclamation slipped out naturally.
They say the most entertaining sights in the world are watching a fight and watching a fire, and now I finally understand why they say it's so entertaining.
Of course, it's not because watching zombies wrapped in flames burn to death is amusing, but rather because of the satisfaction I felt from the results I produced and the joy of gaining coins that would increase as a result.
Squatting on the road like that, gripping the hood with both hands while poking my head out to watch the zombies burning to death in the fire, I let out an exclamation.
"Kugh!"
Having only kicked the chin without finishing the job completely, I quickly rolled my body to the side at the zombie's roar and started running.
While it showed off incredible power, the homemade bomb didn't eliminate all the zombies that had swarmed in from the alley and were gathering from all directions.
Therefore, I needed to hurry back to the convenience store before the zombies still heading toward the place where the explosion sound was heard could recognize my presence.
Of course, since it's just a single zombie, I could deal with it quickly and move on, but....
"Kugh..! Kugh..! Kughaak!!"
I don't have time for that.
The most troublesome bastard hadn't died yet.
Shit, that asshole should've kicked the bucket.
"Kughak!!"
"Kughaak!!"
"Kughaa!!"
At the roar of the sighted zombie staring straight at me, the zombies around it began to chase frantically right behind.
Well, a few of them....
Thud- Thump!
They collapsed right there along with the flames burning their bodies.
Still, that vacant spot was soon filled by other zombies, and judging by that sight, it seemed the number of zombies a sighted zombie could lead with its roar was fixed.
I'd counted them in glances while running so it wasn't exact, but roughly around fifteen?
Seemed to be about that much.
Well, that doesn't mean there were only fifteen zombies running toward me right now, though.
"Kughak!!"
At the roar of a zombie coming from straight ahead while I was glancing backward, I quickly turned my head forward.
Thud!!
Hurriedly extending my left hand, I shoved the chest of a zombie lunging from slightly to the left, and then tried to spin my body to avoid the hand of a zombie lunging from the opposite side.
Grab!
Tch... Got caught.
In my mind, I'm the protagonist showing off flashy moves and defeating villains, but my body in reality isn't like that.
No, this isn't the time to be having thoughts like this!
"Kughak!!"
The face of the zombie, grabbing my shoulder and baring its filthy teeth, rapidly closed in.
No, since I was also leaning my face forward along with the zombie, it was closing in even faster.
Thump!!
"Ow..! You hard-headed bastard..!"
My forehead, colliding with the monster's, hurt as if it were going to split open, but strictly speaking, the hard-headed one wasn't that zombie, it was me.
We collided foreheads together, but only the monster's head bounced back.
Having thus proven myself to be harder-headed than the zombie, I struck down with my hoe onto the face of the zombie that had bounced back and was staring up at the sky.
Then, pulling my right foot back, I yanked the hoe embedded in the zombie's face with all my might.
Squelch!!
Crack!!
Phew... That was close.
Into the neck of the zombie pulled along by the yanked hoe, the teeth of the zombie that had been lunging at me from the side sank deep.
While the stupid zombie was chaw-chaw-chewing on its own kind, I pulled out the hoe embedded in its face and kicked the corpse of the dead zombie being bitten in the neck.
Thud-clatter-clatter-
Leaving behind the zombie tumbling and tangling with the one it was devouring, I turned back toward the direction of the convenience store and started running.
Wadadadadak!!
About 20 meters.
Now 10 meters.
Just a little more...!
Tap-
My left hand, extended forward, lightly grazed the convenience store door.
Right at that moment.
"Keep your promise! You pervert bastard!!!"
Along with the loudly echoing woman's voice, I could feel my face crumpling up fiercely.
Shit, I'm busy as hell over here..!
Still, busy or not, there's nothing I can do.
It's not because of some sense of loyalty to keep a promise, but because if I blow off this woman's shouting here, I can't expect any help next time.
Skrrt-skrrt!! Tatat-
Applying the brakes sharply to my body with my left foot stepped forward, I kicked off the ground with my right foot and dashed toward the alley. Transferring the hoe in my right hand to my left hand, I ripped off the tape wrapped around my left arm.
Rip-squeak!!
My arm hair!!
Along with a stinging sensation that snapped my wits awake, the hair on my forearm was torn off stuck to the tape.
However, I hadn't ripped off the tape right now to leisurely do some hair removal.
The half-eaten water bottle that had been taped to my forearm—I gripped the water bottle, which still had about half left, and hurled it with all my might toward the second floor of the building across the street where the woman was standing.
Whoosh- whoosh- whoosh-
Shout and gather the zombies to one place.
In exchange, I will share water and food.
This was the promise with that woman that was still written on the convenience store's glass wall, and therefore, in order to faithfully fulfill the remaining promise as well, I ripped off the tape wrapped around my left arm once more and this time hurled not an intact product, but a half-eaten triangle kimbap with all my might.
I said I would give water and food, but I never promised to give them intact ones.
Swish!!
Whether the water and triangle kimbap I threw arrived well or not, having done my best to keep the promise amidst the situation I was currently facing, I struck down with my hoe onto the crown of a zombie lunging from inside the alley.
Whack!!
Shit, this is no time to be dallying around....
"Kughak!!"
"Kughaa!!"
Just like that loudly echoing sound, the sighted zombie and the horde of zombies following that bastard were closing in right now, too.
Of course, the other zombies were no different.
"Kughak!!"
Whoosh-
Smack!!
Twisting my body along with the roar of a zombie coming from the left, I swung my right elbow to smash its temple, and with my left hand pulled out the hoe embedded in the dead zombie's crown while kicking the face of the zombie that had fallen from my elbow strike with my right foot.
Crunch!!!
Thump!!
The feeling of the zombie's face, unable to bounce back due to the ATM, being crushed under the top of my foot was vividly transmitted.
Shit, what a disgusting feeling.
Still, at this rate, the back of its head must have been smashed to pieces after colliding with the ATM, right?
Stepping over the zombie I figured was probably dead, I quickly flung open the convenience store door, kicked away a zombie lunging at me with a powerful pony-like buck, and shoved my body inside.
Click!
Clack! Clack! Clack!
"Phew......."
Along with the locking mechanism turning, zombies slammed their bodies against the door.
"Man, do things have to be this close every single time?! I'm gonna lose all my hair from stress!"
Whether it was in the dark subway tracks or right now, whether I beat zombies to death or blew them up, the ending of ultimately being chased by an unmanageable number and barely slipping away didn't change.
Well, now that ending might change to be just a little more relaxed.
"Heh-heh-heh-heh..."
Screeech!!
Blocking the rattling door by pushing the display shelf with a leaking chuckle, I moved slightly to the side to hide my figure and flopped straight down onto the floor.
"Heh-heh-heh-heh..."
Another leaking chuckle.
It's strange even to myself that I keep snickering like a lunatic unlike my angry appearance until just a little while ago, as if I'm some kind of psychopath, but once things become safe, I just can't hold back the laughter leaking out.
Because right now I feel exactly like a young child who just received a gift.
A child trembling with excitement, wondering what kind of gift is inside the wrapping paper—I, too, am currently brimming with excitement, wondering how many coins will be printed on the information window I'm about to see with my eyes very soon.
Shall we unwrap the paper and check the gift?
"Check information."
『Name: Kang Hajin (27)
Height: 183cm Weight: 79kg
Traits: -
Coins: 64
[Strength Lv.2] [Agility Lv.3] [Stamina Lv.2] [Luck Lv.1]』
Jackpot!
It was definitely 21 coins, but it shot up by a whopping 43 coins to 63 coins!
There were six zombies I killed myself outside, so assuming an average of 2 coins per kill, that's 12 coins, meaning....
15.5 zombies.
Hmm.. when I break it down by numbers like this, it doesn't feel like I killed that many after all.
Since it means I couldn't even kill one zombie per butane gas canister.
At this rate, it would've been better to just throw them one by one.
Well, even so, with results like this, it can be called a success anyway.
Since I got to raise my Agility stat by one more level.
"Store. Purchase Agility Level 4."
[Purchasing Agility Lv.4 (60 coins).]
[Player information is updated.]
Player.
I checked it when purchasing Level 3 Agility too, but that word 'Player' makes my stomach turn quite a bit.
Because it feels as if I've become a character inside a game.
Well, I've already accepted it as such, though.
By the way....
Swish-swish! Whoosh!!
"Did it change..?"
It was the same when I went from Level 2 to Level 3 Agility, but even after making Agility go from Level 3 to Level 4, I still don't feel any major changes.
Of course, when fighting zombies directly, I can feel that my body has become lighter and faster, but seeing as I can't feel it just by throwing punches into empty air, the numerical increase granted by a single stat isn't all that huge.
Anyway, what has she been rambling on about since earlier?
"......"
Buried under the zombies' roars, I couldn't hear clearly what she was saying, but the sight of the woman standing by the window screaming her head off was very clear.
Seeing her holding the triangle kimbap and water bottle I threw in both hands, is she saying thank you?
Ah... no, she isn't.
She's just cursing up a storm.
"You son of a bitch! You bad bastard!! You give me half-eaten stuff?! Give me more! Give me more!!!"
What a foul-mouthed and greedy bitch.
She ought to know how to be grateful and satisfied with what she's given.
"Anyway, what a ridiculously long day...."
No, it wasn't even a full day.
Coming out of the subway station, arriving at the convenience store, doing a mukbang to see that woman's panties, making and detonating a handmade bomb, and now lying here on the convenience store floor looking at the sunset dyeing red—for all of this to have happened within less than half a day is truly amazing and absurd.
Will tomorrow be just as long of a day?
The long, long day at the subway station and the first day at the convenience store.
I thought the next day would also be a long day, but that was a misconception.
Zombies appeared on May 19th, and the day I arrived at the convenience store was May 20th.
And today is May 23rd, already three days since I arrived at the convenience store.
Meanwhile, time flowed quickly, and changes as fast as the flowing time arrived.
For me, and for others as well.
Sliiide-
Stomp-
"Kughak!!"
The zombie immediately reacted to the sound of my footsteps coming out of the convenience store with the door open.
And my reaction toward the turning zombie was swift, too.
Tatat-
Smack!!
Rapidly closing the distance, I drove my raised left knee straight into the zombie's stomach, and then, as its upper body bent forward, smashed the back of the head that had lowered itself conveniently for a downward blow using my hoe.
Then, swinging my left hand, I jammed the screwdriver—which I started using two days ago after boosting my strength to Level 3—straight into the eyeball of a zombie lunging from the side, pulled it out from the back of the falling zombie's head, and swung my hoe sideways.
Smack!!
After smashing the face of another lunging zombie, I pulled out the screwdriver and, twisting my waist simultaneously, slammed my left fist down onto the back of the head of a zombie whose head was buried on top of the ice cream refrigerator outside the convenience store.
Crash-bang!!!
Along with shattering glass, the zombie plunged right into the refrigerator.
And a multitude of zombies reacted to that noise.
Let's bail.
Whoosh-
D-d-d-d-dak!
While hastily turning my body and running, the heavy bag strapped to my back kept getting in the way, but since I'd tightened the straps securely, it wasn't a major hindrance.
Just, literally, getting in the way.
It would be best if I just took it off, but since it's got all sorts of stuff inside...
"Kughak!!"
"Gah, you scared me!"
Having fought exhaustedly to the point of sickness for three days, I was startled by a zombie suddenly popping out from the convenience store corner, but my left fist gripping the screwdriver swung out immediately.
A movement fitting the sayings 'fists before the law' and 'fists before words'.
Bam!!
Along with the zombie's head bouncing off to the side, I let go of the screwdriver I was holding and instead grabbed the zombie's hair, running forward while letting out a battle cry.
Toward the storefront window visible right in front.
"Uwaaaaa!!!"
Whoosh!!!
Smashing the zombie's head against that storefront window to shatter it in one blow, I went inside.
It's a plan altered impromptu to a sudden situation, but a plan with plenty of feasibility.
Grasping the zombie's hair even tighter, I smashed it toward the storefront window as if hurling it.
Crunch!!!
"......"
Didn't break.
Still, it's fine.
Because the zombie's head got embedded in the glass.
Sliiide-
Crunch!!!
Lifting my right foot and thrusting it forward, I kicked the face of the zombie stuck in the glass.
Crash-bang-bang!!!
Along with a clamorous noise, the storefront window shattered into smithereens and poured down below like a waterfall.
And... shit, there's no going back now.
Behind me toward the convenience store side, close to ten zombies were blocking the way back, and from the alley on the left and the road on the right, an astronomical number of zombies were running as well.
Anyway, if I'd been killing them to that extent for three days, they should show at least a hint of dwindling, but these damn zombie bastards must be having gang bangs among themselves every night because their numbers are only multiplying.
Don't worry, though.
I'm putting on this whole circus act to do that exact thing anyway.
Crunch! Crunch!!
Leaping into the store while trampling over the glass shards littering the floor, I pushed aside the mannequins standing to the left and right, spread both arms wide, and.
"Kughak!!"
"Kughak!!"
Diving right between two zombies turning and shouting toward me, I delivered a double clothesline and bolted straight out by opening another door inside the store.
Then, the stairs visible right on the left.
Without a moment's delay, I started sprinting up the stairs, squatted down briefly to dodge a zombie hurling its body from above, and ran up again. The moment I reached the 2nd floor, I pounded on the door of the store where the woman was.
Thump! Thump! Sliiide-
"Whoa!!"
Tumbling forward along with the door opening midway through my pounding, I quickly closed the door, engaged the locking mechanism, and swallowed hard as I looked at the woman turning toward me.
Because she was staring at me like a single beast eyeing its prey.
"Give it.. give it to me!!!"
"What a crazy bitch..!"
Evading the woman who lunged at me like a zombie, I scrambled to my feet in a panic, headed to the spot with the broken glass window, took off the backpack I had strapped to my back, and thrust it out the window.
"You want me to drop it?"
"N-No! Don't you dare!!"
"Then sit."
"......"
Without even knowing for sure what was inside this backpack, the woman squatted down on the floor according to my words.
Of course, this backpack was packed full of what that woman wanted.
Water and food.
Zzzzt-
Following my hands laying down the hoe and opening the bag, the woman's Adam's apple bobbed.
Taking out a small bottle of mineral water first, I twisted the cap open with my mouth and took a sip.
"Hoo.. I feel alive now. Want some too?"
"I-I want some!"
"......"
"I-I want some, please..."
"Right, you gotta use honorifics like that."
"I'll use honorifics, so give it to me! Give it to me already!!"
"Don't worry. I came to give it to you."
At my words, the woman broke into a bright smile.
And with the bag I'd been holding in my left hand slung over my shoulder, I pulled my panties down.
Piss-piss-piss-piss-
Water crashing against my cock and falling down below.
And along with the woman's face distorting, my voice rang out.
"Eat up."
"You pervert bastard..!!! Uwaaaaa!!!"
The woman screaming and running toward me.
And.
Suck-suck- Lick-
"More.. give me more.."