Chapter 130
Chapter 130
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 130
Chapter Title: Relocating the Base (2)
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Moon Geun-oh's suggestion to take over the National Assembly building in Yeouido was pretty damn tempting.
But heading all the way to actual Yeouido would require a ton of careful thought.
For starters, dragging all these people along would make for one hell of a rough journey. We had a decent-sized group. Just from absorbing stragglers here and there, we were over a hundred strong, with dozens of non-awakened folks among them.
We couldn't just ditch those non-awakened workers—they were useful in all sorts of ways—so we'd have to protect them on the trek to Yeouido. And that sounded like a nightmare.
Sure, I could use Ragal's seal to turn into a dragon and carry everyone, but... was Yeouido really worth that kind of effort?
Besides, you couldn't just pick up and move your base whenever you felt like it. Hauling daily necessities, setting up defenses, and turning a spot into a livable stronghold took a serious chunk of time. So you had to choose wisely when you did move.
On top of that, regular zombies had vanished from the streets ages ago. Special zombies too. They'd all evolved into ghouls, draugrs, and the like—strutting around ruined streets like some new breed of humanity.
If the streets were still crawling with dumbass regular zombies, we could've just hacked our way through. Numbers? Fill 'em in with Ebony Cockroaches and we'd be in Yeouido no problem.
But evolved ones? They'd probably turn around and hunt the cockroaches instead. With all these updates, the days of mindlessly sweeping them aside were long gone—it was a real challenge now.
And there were way more skeletons too, which the cockroaches couldn't handle. To massacre skeleton soldiers that ignored cockroach swarms, I'd have to summon Shadow Moths... but those only came out at night.
Asking us to go around hunting skeletons on foot? They were even tougher than zombies. Varied types, coordinated attacks—you had to fight them like they were human enemies, which wore you down mentally big time.
Of course, me and my harem could crush them without breaking a sweat if we put our minds to it... but to non-awakened folks, skeletons wielding rusty weapons like pros were a nightmare matchup. On the move, we'd lose droves of non-awakened and weak regular awakeners.
Regular zombies? Non-awakened could handle 'em with a steel pipe. But now that zombies were all evolved and skeletons were running wild, non-awakened had zero combat utility.
To make non-awakened fight, we'd need items to force a special awakening or mass-produce something like Alside to infect them, like with Yoon Ha-jun.
"If they could at least use guns..."
Guns were all blocked by updates, unfortunately. We didn't have any classes that could use them either. Bandits apparently could let a few blood-bound underlings use firearms, but...
"If we'd kept Lee Chan-seong alive after torturing him..."
Having him in the group would've given us a handful who could wield guns. But I chose to kill him. No regrets there. He was an unteachable psycho, and Indicron coveted his soul too damn much.
"Plus, with Kyseria and all sorts of monsters lurking in our current mart base, the smarter evolved ones have been steering clear... but stray even a little, and brain-dead undead come charging like maniacs."
Driving cars? The noise would wake every zombie in the sewers. And Seoul's roads were clogged with abandoned vehicles, so awakeners would have to clear paths constantly anyway.
Even if we drove, one swing from a revenant's greatsword would shred a normal car.
"Yeouido's too far on foot."
Sure, camping in the middle of the deserted National Assembly with a bonfire sounded romantic as hell...
"If I'd chased romance from the start, I'd be wandering aimlessly by now."
The true apocalypse romance was roaming ruined cityscapes, lost in nostalgia. But I'd tossed romance out the window for safety and stability first.
Chasing some romantic whim to seize the Assembly now? Way too inefficient. No guarantee updates wouldn't hit. Get caught mid-setup with some impossible new patch, and we'd be screwed in the chaos.
So, best to scout a nearby school and settle in fully by next week.
"Moon Geun-oh, good idea. But... after thinking it over, staying in this neighborhood seems smarter."
"Ah, y-yes. I-I was just spitballing... D-do whatever you think best!"
"Right. Then... we'll move our base to a nearby school. One with a sports field. Screwing around on the rooftop all the time ain't cutting it... Time for some personal privacy."
There were seven schools pretty close to our mart.
Most were elementary schools near apartments, so we nixed those. Kids' chairs and desks were too damn small, buildings too short. And with survivors mostly turned zombies now, apartment hellholes full of victims were no-go zones.
Apartments would be swarming with thousands of zombies. Fine if we holed up and sieged, but clearing them mid-move? Backbreaking labor.
"So, here's the thing. How about Hyoseon Girls' High? It's got a mountain behind it. Actually, I went there... It's an arts and sports-focused school, tons of clubs, so plenty of gym equipment. What do you think?"
"Yeah?"
Eun-ji pitched her alma mater. Ha-rin, local too, seemed to know it well. I'd heard the name cruising around on the bus a few times.
"Main thing: that mountain behind it sells me."
Zombies mostly crammed into city buildings or sewers—confirmed behavior. Not big on nature.
Dead things burrowing underground, maybe. Point was, mountains should be zombie-free.
"Indeed. A mountain would be perfect for growing herbs."
"Yeah, yeah. Meditating in nature... should speed up spirit evolution. I'm for it."
The alchemist Hellus nodded, saying mountains were ideal for herb farming. Hee-sun Noona agreed—nature boosted affinity best. Mosquitoes might suck, but beats zombie-choked city central for peace.
"Alright. Next base: Hyoseon Girls' High. Starting today, we gear up to seize it."
Most Seoul schools were cramped elementaries near zombie apartments—no survivors likely. But Hyoseon, with good geography and big grounds? High chance someone already claimed it.
We'd wipe 'em out and enslave the rest.
"Been a while since a slave hunt."
Excitement building. We'd always grown by raiding or getting raided first.
Same plan: Me and the girls scout, gauge 'em. If worth it, elite strike on Hyoseon. Then bring in the slaves to the cleared spot. That was the core op.
Details would flex with the situation. No point overplanning—too many class types meant surprises inevitable.
"Jin-seong. You grabbed some wheelbarrows, right?"
"Yes! Got 'em."
"Load up carts with stuff to move... Tomorrow's Monday, so check for midnight updates or patches... Then we invade at dawn."
"Got it."
With that, everyone dispersed. Those with tasks headed down; others stayed on the roof.
"Hey. Nanase Sora."
"H-Hi..."
"You. Come with me."
Strike tomorrow—might as well knock out what we could today.
I grabbed Nanase Sora's wrist; her cheeks flushed red. Quick on the uptake, Ha Jin-seong left minimal crew on the roof and cleared everyone else. My girls wandered over smirking; Merhere hugged me from behind right away.
"Master. Already in the mood?"
"Yeah. You all waited a week for me... Worked hard."
"Hehe... True. Those dildos... just couldn't satisfy."
Merhere leaned in, lips brushing my ear.
"I want Master's hot... massive cock... churning up my insides..."
Slurp.
Her tongue wormed into my ear. Fully embracing her fallen angel side, she grew more faithful to her desires daily.
"Heh... I know, I know. First... got business with her."
"Oh right. Sora's first time is tonight?"
"Yeah. And there's this guy who needs to see her deflowering."
"Those evil gods, huh?"
"Yep. Wish I could just fuck casually."
"Hehehe. But they help a ton, you said."
"So we gotta put on a show now and then."
My harem knew exactly why I did these periodic torture spectacles. They just waited for the ritual to end.
Rush through breaking Hiiro, then sloppy sex. I called to the guy still huddled in the corner, head down.
"Hey! Hiiro!!"
"Ah..."
Hours abandoned on the roof had left Hiiro looking wrecked. Ignored by all, screams dismissed—he was falling apart.
"Hey, see this?"
I sauntered up grinning.
"K-Kiisama...!!"
Arm around shyly bowed Sora's shoulders, I groped her tits and smirked at him.
"What now, retard?"
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From here on, Hiiro would watch his first love—and stepsister—Nanase Sora get railed right in front of him.