Chapter 512: Defeat the Zombie King in the Zombie Apocalypse! [R-18] (9)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 512: Defeat the Zombie King in the Zombie Apocalypse! [R-18] (9)
Meanwhile, as Jin Seo-yun was inside the mansion drinking Yu Hye-jeong’s breast milk…
Outside, in the woods far from the tents lining the estate’s walls, heated arguments broke out.
“Fuck, how long do we have to put up with this shit!” someone roared in fury.
“That’s right! The men need to get together and do something!”
“Do what? You want us to fight a guy with a gun? He’s got soldiers in there, not to mention all those young guys who’ve sided with him.”
“Besides… you saw it yourselves. That bastard shoots weird shit from his sword and just slices through zombies… He’s not human.”
“So we’re just supposed to live like slaves forever?”
“Hah… then why don’t you go take care of him yourself, lady? Or fuck, why not spread your legs and try to seduce him?”
“Hey, what the hell did you just say to me?!”
Smack!
Curses and shouts immediately escalated into a brawl.
“Stop it! They’ll hear you, you bastards!”
Someone tried to intervene, but the tangled mob was already out of control.
Over a hundred survivors were crammed into this small space, and the frustration and fear that had been building for days finally erupted.
“If we just work together now…!”
“And do what? Splash him with water? Fucking get real!”
“Seriously… how long do we have to live in fear of that bastard…?”
The atmosphere was growing more and more extreme. People grabbed and shoved each other, and with all the shouting, no one was in control.
Just then, a man who had joined them a few days ago stepped out from the crowd. He clapped his hands a couple of times, drawing everyone’s attention.
Clap, clap.
“Now, now, everyone. What do we gain from fighting amongst ourselves?”
He pushed his glasses up with a smile.
“What’s important right now isn’t our feelings, but our survival, isn’t it? We all have complaints. But why can’t we leave this camp?”
“…It’s safe,” someone answered.
The man nodded and continued.
“Exactly. Safety. Without it, we’re just pieces of meat on the street.”
A brief silence fell over the crowd at his words.
No one had forgotten the people who had declared they were escaping the camp a few days ago, only to return as zombies.
Seizing the moment, the man took a step forward, a smile still on his face.
“To change this situation, we need power. The power to oust the tyrant, Jin Seo-yun.”
“Fuck, you think we don’t know that?”
“If you’re going to talk like that, why don’t you go take him on yourself?”
As a few men grew hostile, the man slowly shook his head. Then, a quiet, sinister smile spread across his face.
“I’m not suggesting we charge in blindly.”
“……?”
“A few people inside the walls are already on my side. We can subtly win over others like them and quietly form our own team.”
He met the eyes of the people around him as he continued.
“There are guns out there. Ammunition, too. There’s plenty left in police stations and military armories. If we can secure those—”
“If it were that easy, we would’ve done it already!” someone shouted, but another person soon muttered under his breath.
“…If we just had guns, it might be possible. He’s only human, after all.”
With those words, people’s gazes began to focus on the man one by one.
He spoke with a voice full of conviction.
“What we need isn’t recklessness, but a well-prepared plan. And I… have a plan.”
At that, the expressions on several faces shifted subtly.
Hesitation.
Fear.
And… greed.
The corners of the man’s mouth slowly curled up.
“I plan to gather people quietly. Will you prepare with me?”
*
Starting in Gangnam, Seoul, I began to quickly sweep through areas where crowds would have gathered.
Subway stations, large shopping malls, downtown districts, schools, hospitals, and even military bases. This wasn’t just a search; it was a process of confirming how closely this world matched the original story I remembered.
At the same time, the true purpose of this entire search was singular.
The Zombie King.
I needed to confirm where he was hiding, or if he had even been born yet.
But after several days of searching, all I found were a few scattered survivors and the same low-level zombies still roaming the streets.
So he’s not in Seoul.
If that was the case, it meant I’d have to search every province one by one.
That’s too much of a pain.
I still had a mountain of women to impregnate.
“This is a waste of time.”
I couldn’t afford to squander this precious time searching for one bastard.
Fine. I’ll change my approach.
Instead of going myself, I would select useful individuals and train them into a fighting force. I needed combat personnel to prepare for an all-out war with the Zombie King anyway.
I immediately returned to the mansion and gathered all the survivors.
“Starting today, I will be selecting combat personnel.”
As I spoke decisively, the eyes of several men flickered. Some were filled with anticipation, while others were already terrified.
“The criteria are simple. As long as your limbs are intact and you have the will, you’re eligible.”
Hearing this, one man cautiously raised his hand.
“Um… what kind of treatment will combat personnel receive?”
I answered with a smirk.
“You’ll receive the same treatment as the existing combatants. And I’ll assign you a woman, too.”
A stir went through the men. The mention of a “woman assignment” in particular changed the look in most of their eyes.
“However, if you run away during training, you’ll be executed on the spot.”
The atmosphere instantly turned cold.
I silently drew my sword from my inventory.
“And those who are selected will obtain this kind of power.”
I slowly raised the sword.
Swoosh!
A blue sword aura shimmered along the blade, and I swung it lightly.
“My God…”
Some, who had seen it before, remained calm, but those seeing it for the first time reacted with a mixture of awe and terror.
Immediately after, however, the look in their eyes changed completely. Behind the fear lay greed and desire. In this ruined world, ‘power’ was both authority and survival.
Well, it’s a flawed martial art, but they’ll get strong quickly.
It was a forbidden martial art, even within the Demonic Cult, that I had obtained by visiting the world of the Daoist Yin-Yang Manual and fucking Wi Dan-wol’s pussy. It was an evil art that consumed one’s lifespan in exchange for rapid growth, but for these bastards who could die at any moment in this zombie apocalypse, it was the perfect technique.
“This is a martial art called the Blood Demon Art. I’ll show you the power of the technique you will learn.”
I slowly raised my palm.
Fwoooosh…!
Red energy swirled above my hand, the air pressure shifting and trembling. The entire mansion fell into a momentary silence, and people couldn’t even breathe.
What I had learned was the complete, original version. It had no side effects.
I quietly clenched my fist.
BOOM!
With an explosive sound, the red energy spread out like a wave, tearing up the floor and leaving only a cloud of red smoke behind.
“……!”
“Do you want it?”
“YES!!!” they shouted in unison. Desperately, frantically.
“But not just anyone can learn this.”
“Then… what do we have to do?” a man asked urgently.
I paused for dramatic effect, then slowly turned my gaze to all the men and women gathered here.
“Simple. You pass a selection test.”
“A test…?”
I grinned silently.
Seeing that smile, the men and women instinctively trembled. They had no idea what kind of crazy stunt I was about to pull.
“It doesn’t matter if you fail the test. If you bring me a beautiful woman, you can learn this.”
“A beautiful woman…?”
“Bring me women from the outside. The prettier, the better.”
A small murmur went through the crowd.
“However, if I am very pleased with the woman, I will bestow upon you an elixir.”
“An elixir… what exactly is it!?” another man shouted.
“Simply put, it’s an enhancer that will amplify your power several times over. It will also drastically improve your physical abilities.”
“Is… is something like that really…”
“It exists.”
I took a pill from my inventory and showed it to them. It was a pill made by diluting the Gongcheongseokyu I’d obtained from the Daoist Yin-Yang Manual world to one-tenth of its original concentration.
I had originally planned to use a cheaper version, but it would take too long for them to get strong. I wanted useful pawns now. That’s why I decided to use the Gongcheongseokyu.
It’s a waste to use it on bastards like these, but I have plenty of Gongcheongseokyu to spare.
I put the pill back in my inventory and said, “Just one of these will give an ordinary human the physical abilities of an Olympic athlete. Now, what happens when you add martial arts to that?”
I didn’t need to say more. Everyone understood. They would become superhumans.
“The rules are simple. Bring me women. If they suit my taste, I’ll give you coins. Once you have enough coins, you can buy an elixir. And to the one who brings me the most beautiful woman, I will grant an elixir for free.”
Chae I-ryeong frowned.
“That’s… no different from human trafficking, is it?”
“So what?”
I looked at her coldly.
“Are we living in peaceful times? Is there law? Are there police?”
“……”
“If you want to live, you have to get stronger. And to get stronger, you have to pay a price. If you don’t like it, you can go out and fight the zombies.”
At that, even Chae I-ryeong fell silent.
“Now, in one hour, the selection trial for combat personnel will begin.”
I scanned the crowd.
“The rules are simple. A bare-handed brawl. The last 10 standing will be the first to be selected.”
“A bare-handed brawl means…”
“That’s right. I’m only picking the ones who win by fighting each other.”
Someone raised their hand.
It was Chae I-ryeong. “Can women participate?”
“Of course. There’s no gender distinction.”
“Isn’t that too unfair? How can a woman beat a man!” a woman protested.
“Unfair? Don’t give me that shit.”
“……”
I laughed coldly.
“When a zombie attacks you, is it going to listen if you say, ‘I’m a woman, please be gentle’? The weak die.”
The protesting woman shut her mouth.
“Fine, if it’s so unfair, I’ll give the women a chance. You’re permitted to use weapons. Use a stick, a rock, whatever.”
“Really?”
“Yes. But the men will be bare-handed. That’s fair enough, isn’t it?”
The look in some of the women’s eyes changed.
“In one hour, gather in the yard.”
The people began to disperse, murmuring among themselves, likely going to prepare.
Chae I-ryeong remained by my side and asked quietly, “Why are you using such barbaric methods? With the power you have, you could be more—”
I cut her off.
“Barbaric? Is this a civilized age? In a world overrun by zombies, isn’t it a luxury to distinguish between barbarism and civilization?”
“But…”
She bit her lip.
“And to survive, I need strong people. A selection trial is the most primitive, but also the most effective, way to find them.”
I turned to leave, adding, “Oh, and you’d better participate. Shouldn’t you set an example for your subordinates?”
“You don’t have to tell me. I’m participating.”