Chapter 27
Chapter 27
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Raiders' Prize
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Suji was dumbfounded when she saw Ji-ah dressed up to head out.
Ji-ah was wearing a tight black turtleneck dress that clung to her body, with a small bag slung over her shoulder like an accessory.
She'd thought Ji-ah was clueless about the world, but this was beyond imagination.
And she shot sharp glares at the men who were going with her.
"Hey. You guys have nothing to say about that?"
"What. What's wrong with it? That's fine."
"Yeah. We'll carry her share too."
The two guys heading out with Ji-ah were thrilled.
They'd already scouted ahead for her and picked a relatively safe spot.
Still, they usually hated going out for food, but now they were excited just because Ji-ah was coming along. It was infuriating.
"This... fucking..."
Suji didn't harbor any real grudge against Ji-ah.
She was angrier at the men fawning over her.
Ji-ah was like a bird in a cage, fed without effort.
She hoped Ji-ah would realize this world was different now.
Or honestly, she couldn't say she felt no jealousy at all toward the men doting only on Ji-ah.
Suji was pretty decent-looking among civilians.
But Ji-ah's beauty was on another level.
And maybe because she was pampered here, her clean face had a natural glow.
She'd been a model, after all—clearly not like ordinary people.
If Ji-ah weren't here, Suji might have been flirting with one of these guys.
But now, they were all like dogs in heat, eyeing Ji-ah.
'In a world like this, do they really have to go after her?'
Well, maybe because the world was like this that a girl like Ji-ah would even bother with guys like them.
It was a miracle they hadn't jumped her yet.
No, they were probably all glaring at each other, biding their time.
'Fuck. Am I the caught fish? You horny bastards. Even if you were the last men on earth, you'd all be out.'
Suji ground her teeth.
"Fine... Do whatever you want."
At first, Byung-chul had been part of a survivor group.
He awakened his superpower and was treated well.
But it didn't suit his personality.
Even in this ruined world with such power, they insisted on following rules.
He couldn't stand it and raped and killed a woman he'd been eyeing.
Then he fled the group with two old friends.
Leaving felt like being released from prison.
He could rape and murder freely now.
Byung-chul was a superpowered Awakener.
Zombies weren't much of a threat unless they were mutants.
Thus, Byung-chul became a raider of survivors.
He cleared a suitable two-story building on the outskirts of Sejong City, away from the main group, and used it as a base.
Today, he headed to Daejeon for supplies.
He wanted to go back and smack Mi-yeon's ass while relaxing, but food was a must.
He avoided Sejong unless urgent.
The survivor group was full of superpowered types like him.
He was confident one-on-one, but they were a group.
So he stuck to Daejeon for supplies.
The outskirts were picked clean, so he had to venture inward.
Large marts were risky; convenience stores or small marts were safer.
He spotted one that still looked intact.
There were already people inside.
A survivor group: two men and one woman.
Bang. Bang.
"Kyaaah!!!"
Jang-woo, his longtime buddy, mercilessly blew the heads off the two men with his pistol.
"Crazy bastard."
As Byung-chul muttered, Jang-woo playfully blew into the revolver's barrel.
"Phew~"
He was the type who'd shoot first without questions—like a psychopath.
But his marksmanship was solid.
"P-Please... spare me."
The remaining woman knelt and begged.
"Whew~ Fuck. She's insane."
Jang-woo whistled at the sight of her.
Byung-chul's jaw dropped too.
'She's nuts!'
The woman wore a sleek black turtleneck dress hugging her neck.
In this hellish world, how did she maintain it? Her long, glossy straight hair and flawless face embodied pure allure.
The dress clung perfectly, showing off her killer figure.
The women at base seemed like squid in comparison.
Blood rushed south, aching.
Gulp.
Byung-chul swallowed unconsciously and said,
"Hey now. You think I'm gonna eat you? Big bro here saved you 'cause you looked in danger between those two."
"Ah? Y-Yes. Th-Thank you, b-bro."
Despite his absurd line, the woman trembled pale and bowed gratefully.
"Yeah, yeah. You should be thankful."
Being called "bro" by a beauty lifted Byung-chul's mood.
Some went crazy in situations like this, but she seemed obedient—no need to break her. Perfect.
Byung-chul was thrilled at this jackpot.
"Ah! Z-Zombies!!!"
The woman screamed at the approaching horde.
Jang-woo's shots had drawn them.
"Watch closely."
Byung-chul flexed toward the zombies, showing off for her.
Flames erupted from his hand, flying at them.
Boom! Whoosh!
Kreeeek!!
Zombies burned to ash in seconds.
"Huh?!"
Her eyes widened at the impossible sight.
"Heh heh. Superpower."
Byung-chul answered kindly, unlike himself.
"S-Superpower?!"
Her shocked beauty puffed him up.
"Yeah. Big bro here's a superpowered Awakener."
Her eyes wavered.
"Heh heh..."
Emboldened, Byung-chul wrapped his arm around her waist.
"B-Bro... Th-They're watching..."
Her coquettish reaction made him understand how men melted.
He wanted to pin her down right there and thrust, but not here.
"Head back quick."
Byung-chul grew impatient.
"Already?"
Jang-woo frowned; they'd planned more stops.
"With what those dead guys gathered, it'll be enough."
"Fuck. You're horny."
Won-sang grumbled from behind.
Byung-chul watched her warily lest she bolt, but she boarded the van without resistance.
"What's your name, cutie?"
Byung-chul stroked her hip as she sat beside him.
"L-Lee Ji-ah..."
Ji-ah forced a stiff smile.
"Ji-ah? Pretty name."
Seeing that, Byung-chul figured she was smitten with his power.
This world was now survival of the fittest—power ruled.
She knew sticking with him was best for survival.
"Byung-chul... Me too..."
Jang-woo ventured cautiously.
Byung-chul understood.
Anyone would crave her.
"You've wanted Mi-yeon forever. She's yours."
"You fuck..."
"Fuck?"
Byung-chul scowled.
"N-No. Thanks..."
Jang-woo paled and backpedaled.
Byung-chul was superpowered.
Old friend or not, Jang-woo couldn't defy him.
She was curse-worthy gorgeous.
Mi-yeon, whom he'd obsessed over, seemed squid-like now.
Normally he'd fight, but he was too elated.
"Huh? Survivors? A woman? Wait, and a girl too!!!"
Won-sang, driving, spat excitedly.
Byung-chul looked ahead: survivors chased by zombies.
'What day is it?'
Two groups in a row was rare.
"Yeah? A woman? Can't pass that up."
Jang-woo perked up.
"Wanna play white knight?"
Byung-chul blocked him.
"Huh? Why."
"Look at your face. White knight? Please..."
Byung-chul glanced at Ji-ah.
"Me?"
Chae-won was fleeing zombies with her sister.
"Huff. Huff."
'Th-This won't work...'
Her sister was at her limit.
Vroom.
A car approached.
A heavily tinted van sped toward them.
Normally wary, desperation mixed relief with caution.
The large van stopped ahead, side door sliding open.
A stunningly pretty woman popped out.
"H-Hurry, get in."
"Ah. Yes. Thank you."
Her beauty eased Chae-won's guard momentarily.
Exhausted and urgent, she missed the woman's stiff, awkward expression.
She loaded her sister first, then climbed in.
And saw three men grinning creepily.
Bad vibes hit.
Her pale sister Chae-young had a pistol to her head.
"Chae-young!"