Chapter 63
Chapter 63
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: Dawn Reconnaissance
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A quiet dawn.
Even in the pitch-black city stripped of its lights and civilization, there were still people moving under the moonlight.
One group was the cursed zombies that had to keep shambling even in death.
The other was survivors stealthily creeping toward some goal.
They were peering at a certain building through the floor-to-ceiling windows from the third floor of a deserted café with few zombies around.
It was none other than S Department Store, famous as Seoul's largest.
The woman sitting in a messy café chair on the third floor, arms crossed over her burly frame, eyed the person approaching her side.
“How’s it look? Think we can get in?”
“No, no matter how much I checked, it’s crawling with zombies.”
“What about the outdoor parking lot? We could go through there.”
“The parking lot’s even worse. There are more of them than around the department store itself, so combat seems unavoidable.”
Hearing her subordinate’s report, the woman—Heo Seo-jin—clicked her tongue softly.
She’d been tasked with searching for the missing scouting party on the Leader’s orders, while also figuring out how to secure supplies from S Department Store.
But no way inside the building presented itself.
“By the way…”
Just then, the subordinate standing beside her for the report hesitated, as if there was more to say.
“There seem to be people living in the parking lot.”
“What? People?”
“Yes. It’s from about the third-floor height, so I couldn’t get an exact count or their condition, but it’s definite.”
People living in the department store’s parking lot.
If it wasn’t a mistake, that meant someone had made the parking lot their base.
“Then there must be a way to get inside.”
If people were living inside, at least it meant they had a method to enter.
And that implied…
“All those zombies packed around are probably that group’s defensive measure?”
“You mean the zombies…? …Wouldn’t that be too dangerous? They’d be trapped inside.”
Heo Seo-jin flashed a sly grin at her questioning subordinate.
“Then that means there’s plenty of food inside.”
If someone had turned the parking lot into a base and used zombies as a defensive wall…
There were only two reasons they’d do that.
Either there was a back route outside avoiding all those zombies.
Or they had enough food stockpiled to last long-term without leaving.
‘Either way, target confirmed.’
At minimum, she judged the department store conquerable.
If it had just been a treasure chest buried deep in zombie-infested depths, she’d have given up immediately.
But if there was a way in, she just had to find it.
“Starting tomorrow morning, scour every inch around the department store. Check nearby buildings too, just in case.”
“Yes, understood.”
Heo Seo-jin gazed at the towering department store under the dark night sky with challenging eyes.
She’d find a way, no matter what.
Find it and offer all its contents to the Leader.
If she did…
‘Ahh… Then surely the Leader would reward me…’
Imagining the inhumanly beautiful woman bestowing a reward upon her, Heo Seo-jin flushed pink, giggling ecstatically as her shoulders trembled.
And that bizarre sight…
‘Why’s that one acting like that…?’
Lee Seo-ho watched them through the pigeon’s eyes after spotting them through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
‘High or something…?’
Her expression was like someone spaced out on drugs, utterly deranged.
The one who seemed like the leader had a massive build, just like Lee Seon-ji at first sight.
No—even bigger than the Lee Seon-ji he remembered.
A magnificent cluster of bodybuilder muscles.
Yet paired with feminine breasts and a delicate face, forming an unreal silhouette.
‘Such a waste. If she weren’t so huge, she might’ve been doable.’
A short-cropped hairstyle covering her nape—if only on a more feminine body, it would’ve been attractive.
But Lee Seo-ho didn’t share Park Sung-hoon’s taste for ripped women.
‘Numbers… ten, …no, fourteen maybe.’
Possessing the pigeon, he circled leisurely above their hiding building, assessing their armament and headcount.
Fourteen people selected for scouting in this zombie apocalypse.
A large number by normal standards.
‘Well, they’ve got manpower to spare.’
Three hundred followers at the hotel.
Lee Seon-ji’s group had been sizable too.
But while the numbers matched, not all of these were huge like Lee Seon-ji’s scouts.
A few were average-sized, normal women.
All women, though—that was the same.
Not a single man in sight.
‘Men are strictly slaves, huh.’
From what Lee Seon-ji had told him, they treated men as utter slaves.
‘If it were me, I’d staff dangerous scouts mostly with slaves.’
Scouting for supplies in a zombie-ruined downtown was always life-or-death.
Plus, scouting prioritized physical prowess above all.
Men, superior physically to women, would be advantageous for scout teams.
Especially slaves—no great loss if they died.
Yet the scout team was women only.
Men were slaves in all cases.
Like how he treated Chae Soo-ah as a pet dog.
It showed how much the cult’s Leader despised men as a whole.
‘Got a fun idea.’
While spying on the sudden intruders and pondering the Leader, Lee Seo-ho smirked slyly within the pigeon’s mind.
。 。 。
Once I ended the pigeon possession and returned to my body, my eyes met Han Mo-ah’s. She’d laid my sleeping form on her lap and was gazing at me worriedly.
“Ah, you’re back? H-how was it?”
She asked urgently, half-worried, half-curious, as I slowly opened my eyes.
I didn’t know exactly how enemy detection pinged danger to her, but she seemed pretty shaken by the sudden intruders.
“It’s fine. Nothing to worry about.”
“R-really?”
“Yeah. No one gets in here without my permission.”
Even after my reassurance, timid, fearful Han Mo-ah still looked uneasy.
I gently stroked her cute head and said,
“Even if something happens out of the blue, I’ll protect you girls. Don’t worry—just sleep.”
Her slumped, anxious posture perked up as her cheeks flushed and her eyes widened round.
Some point in my words must’ve hit home.
Soon, she shyly closed her eyes.
‘Huh? Is this an invitation?’
A bit flustered, I watched her intently, eyes shut, lips pouted like a hamster.
‘Doing it now would make three times today.’
As a necromancer with boosted abilities, my stamina handled it easily.
But it was late—I’d planned to sleep.
‘Whatever.’
Good was good. I kissed her, laying her back on the sofa we’d been sitting on.
Afterward, I ravished her small, soft, plump body to my heart’s content, flooding her tight pussy with cum.
“Hnngh…!♥”
Blocking her mouth so the other girls wouldn’t wake turned it into rape play, which thrilled me more than expected.
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Morning after dawn broke.
I woke to the other women’s scolding for skipping turns to hold Han Mo-ah.
A bit chaotic morning, then I headed straight to the fifth floor.
There was Grace, just waking up and tending to the kids.
“…Ah.”
She startled like a rabbit upon seeing me, averting her eyes as her cheeks reddened.
Probably recalling last night’s intensity.
“Uncle!”
“It’s Uncle!”
But the kids beamed and rushed to hug my waist upon spotting me.
Since bringing them here yesterday, washing them up, and feeding dinner, they’d started clinging to me.
At first, it was “that uncle guy” they ignored.
Now they acted all cutesy, like with a cousin.
‘Probably kids’ survival instincts kicking in.’
Subconsciously realizing I owned the place, trying to stay in my good graces.
“Sleep well?”
“Yeah! That bed’s awesome!”
“Uncle, what’s for breakfast?”
“Something special and tasty today—look forward to it.”
““Yay—!””
Having survived extreme conditions in dangerous spots, the kids seemed extra thrilled by the department store setup.
“Oh, right, and…”
Warmed by the sight, I opened the backpack from the third floor and showed the kids.
Inside were games and toys I’d taken from Lee Ah-rin: handheld consoles, USBs packed with movies, dramas, animations.
Plus dolls and toys they’d love.
“Brought these so you won’t get bored hanging out.”
Eyes sparkling like miners striking gold at the backpack’s contents.
“I’ll grab a TV later, so play then.”
The kids, already hyped for breakfast, went wild over the fun stuff and cheered louder.
Soon they swarmed a bed with the backpack, dumping it out and chattering happily among themselves.
“S-sorry. For even thinking of that…”
Grace, too embarrassed to face me earlier, finally approached.
“It’s fine. They’re at that age—need stuff like this.”
“…Thank you so much. I was just surviving, never thought of it.”
Grace gazed at the happily laughing kids with a slightly surprised face.
Not weird of her.
In this zombie world, entertaining kids’ boredom was luxury upon luxury.
I just had the spare capacity.
But Grace eyed me strangely, not seeing it that way.
Cheeks pink, eyes sparkling like she was moved.
‘That’s…?’
I’d just thought they’d get bored like Yun Hyun-seo.
Did it come off as domestic-guy appeal?
‘…Come to think of it, Han Mo-ah was similar last night.’
Suddenly recalling her touched face after my casual reassurance.
We’d spent another intense night after she fell for me again.
That’s when I realized what had changed about me.
‘This must be the Charm Eye’s effect.’
Thinking back, I’d fucked Grace and gained the new passive skill: Charm Eye.
True to its description—easier to seem attractive to the opposite sex.
Seemed I’d scored points on something trivial.
‘Easier to build favor—nice.’
Grace kept stealing fidgety glances at me.
Like a middle-schooler with her first crush.
Considering she was a virgin until yesterday, I might actually be it.
Feeling playful, I sidled up to the shy girl.
“Don’t feel too burdened.”
“…Huh?”
I whispered right in her ear.
“You’ll pay it back with your body plenty anyway.”
Her pale ear turned beet red as Grace stared at the floor, eyes trembling.
Adorably cute—I pulled her shoulders into a hug.
She trembled but didn’t pull away.
No more guilt toward her Lord over stuff like this?
“Don’t worry too much. Gotta put off debt repayment for now.”
“…Something come up?”
“Gonna be staying elsewhere a while.”
I’d planned to thoroughly enjoy and train the new girl Grace to my tastes.
But the sudden guests meant delaying that.
I’d come early morning to greet them about it.
“No big worries. Keep staying here—meals from downstairs as usual. Radio down if you need anything.”
“N-not dangerous, right?”
“Nah, nothing like that.”
Finally, I drew my face to her embraced form and murmured quietly.
“We’ll have tons of fun when I get back. Get ready.”
“…….”
Grace flushed wordlessly and bowed her head deeply.
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Bright morning.
Heo Seo-jin left the building early, waiting for her team to reinvestigate the department store.
Pacing restlessly before the café’s floor-to-ceiling windows, she stared at it anxiously.
‘If there’s no gap to slip in…’
The parking lot survivors might’ve just hunkered down without emerging, drawing zombies.
Then no way inside avoiding zombies.
That left all-out assault.
Somehow deal with the horde guarding the store and breach it.
But that would…
‘Cause insane casualties.’
So frontal assault was last resort.
Even with the Leader’s blessings, they weren’t invincible—mass sacrifices inevitable.
Heo Seo-jin just stood praying her subordinates brought good news.
After a bit—
“…Hm?”
Across the scenery through the windows she paced by.
Her subordinates approached via a zombie-free path.
Back from scouting.
But something off.
‘Who’re they…?’
Strangers—survivors she didn’t recognize—trailed behind her team.
Watching them approach with questions.
As they neared, faces clear—
Heo Seo-jin’s eyes widened in shock, fixating on one trailing survivor.
Her appearance had changed a lot since last seen.
But definitely Lee Seon-ji, the missing one.
Lee Seon-ji striding confidently with the subordinates.
Her appearance was unexpected.
‘She survived.’
Having been close at the hotel, Heo Seo-jin smiled gladly at the news.
The last report site had only the other scouts’ corpses—no Lee Seon-ji.
All brutally torn apart by zombies.
So high chance she’d died too.
‘But why here?’
Glad she lived, but Heo Seo-jin tilted her head puzzled.
Lee Seon-ji suddenly from this department store.
Oddest part—
Terrified men followed behind her.
Ragged clothes, pale anxious faces—pitiful sight.
Heo Seo-jin guessed who they were.
‘Freshly hunted slaves.’
Details from Lee Seon-ji, who’d come up with the team.
Likely new male slaves she’d captured.
Fresh human resources to offer the Leader their faith and labor unstintingly.
Did they know their fate? All heads down, trembling as they followed her subordinates.
And among those prospective slaves—
Lee Seo-ho alone smirked bitterly at the café window.