Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 24



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Apocalypse in Water Episode 24

Episode 24

【 Tenant Representative’s Obsession 】

As the poisonous mushrooms caused by the tenants’ representative spread and the repercussions grew, even the media began to take interest.

But at that moment, the son’s will was posted on the Internet.

The son’s will read:

[I have to kill my mother to live. But I don’t have the confidence to kill her. What should I do? There’s no other way. I have no choice but to die. But my mother, she’ll probably chase me even if I die. What should I do?]

The authenticity of the will has not been confirmed.

But the mood changed 180 degrees with the will.

The real identity of the resident representative and the writings about his son that friends and acquaintances had posted on the Internet were brought to light again.

In the beginning, those articles were ignored or attacked as false propaganda aimed at slandering the victims.

But as the mood changed, the content of the article became perfect evidence that the tenant representative was a witch.

People turned around and started to attack her, calling her the polar opposite of Han River.

The Han River’s polar opposite mom ate her child.

A bad girl who blames the police and rescue team for her own mistakes.

Along with all sorts of insults, his personal information was even revealed.

However, the photos, address, and name that were released were not hers but someone else’s.

Despite this situation, she did not back down.

He continued to post critical comments about the police and rescue workers, and hired private divers to continue searching for the bodies.

But no one, including the media, showed any interest.

As is the case with most internet issues, another issue quickly broke out and she was quickly forgotten like a song by an old idol singer.

A while later, a post appeared claiming to have seen her at a religious revival meeting, but as is the case with the Internet, its authenticity has not been confirmed.

But who would have thought that the religious group was the Ark Church?

She began to wave her arms and recite the Ark of the Covenant prayer.

“As water came to the fallen land and purified the world, please give the non-believers the pain of water filling their lungs and the fear of the deep sea. Those who believe in water… … .”

As if the prayer was signaling the start of the operation, the water zombies in the room began to move.

I fired my nail gun at the guy who was rushing at me.

The guy bounced all the nails off the iron plate embedded in his torso.

I knew the nail gun wouldn’t work, but I couldn’t waste time.

I swung my three-pronged spear and aimed for the head without the iron plate.

At that moment, as if by a well-orchestrated troupe, a shovel shot out from behind his head and deflected my spear.

Then, a water zombie with drill horns charged forward with its head facing forward like a fighting bull.

I had no choice but to jump backwards to avoid it.

“Haha! You salty non-believer! You were so energetic, but now that you’ve met our elite water spirits, you can’t even put up a fight. They were originally specially created to find the Dragon Palace. It was a good thing you left them out.”

I saw a water zombie and called it a water spirit.

If they’re spirits, shouldn’t they have a more sacred and refined feel? It’s nice to be able to call a water spirit a child after seeing their miserable appearance.

I wanted to laugh at them, but more than that, they were kids looking for the Dragon Palace.

Was the story I heard from the real estate agent, about the apartment site and the story about there being a dragon palace there in the past, true?

But why is the Bangju Church looking for the Dragon Palace?

Are there any gold or silver treasures there?

Or was there an item like in a dungeon?

Could it be that this place didn’t sink in water because of the talisman-like graffiti of the Ark Church, but because it was the site of the Dragon Palace?

Countless questions arose in my head.

I almost got stabbed by the drill horn.

Blood seeped out of his pants, barely grazing his thigh.

“My children. Don’t cut off the lifeline of that unbelieving salty bastard. Elder Kim told me to catch him and show the unbelieving bastard’s words to the entire water world.”

“They treat me like a big shot in the Ark Church. I appreciate that. They even spared my life. Haha!”

I burst out laughing and tried to move my legs.

There seemed to be no problem moving.

However, it took time to stop the bleeding.

“Is life really life? Do you know what Elder Kim will do? He will hang it on the bow of the Bangjuseon like laundry. He will hang on the bow and be hit by the waves while getting bitten by the fish and other monsters. And Elder Kim will even embalm you so that you can’t die at will.”

I tried to stop the bleeding while she was talking.

But then she noticed.

“So you’d better beg to be killed now. You! What’s that string? Are you trying to stop the bleeding? Do you think I’ll give you time to do that?”

As she waved her hand, the water zombies resumed their attack.

The guys called her our baby and called her elite.

As the iron plate body blocked my attacks, I swung my shovel and pickaxe from behind.

And then, as if by surprise, a drill horn popped out from the side.

Even defense was difficult, let alone counterattacking.

“Haha. The salty non-believer is finished.”

She paid no attention to me anymore and called her son.

“Minseong! Come here. Mom will fix your hand.”

She took a needle and thread out of her bosom.

The zombie son in the corner walked towards her.

My son tried to pass through the battlefield where I and the water zombies were fighting.

The reason I insisted on passing through this complicated and dangerous place instead of going back was probably because it was the closest in terms of distance.

As expected of a zombie, it only carries out simple commands.

But why does his expression look like he’s chewing shit?

Even if I become a water zombie, would I hate going to my mother more than death?

I don’t know if zombies have a heart, but my son’s simple path gave me an opportunity.

I shot the nail gun at an empty wall.

Then the drill horn and pickaxe shovel guy fell back, and the iron plate body straightened up and took a defensive stance.

As expected, my prediction was correct.

Seeing the way they were attacking together, I thought they were more advanced than the regular water zombies.

In order to match the sum without colliding with each other, you need a brain that can perform more complex calculations.

But even so, they were just zombies.

My impulsive actions meant nothing, but their low heads could not understand their meaning.

That’s why their brains, which can only calculate two numbers, panic and go back to the default defensive stance.

You could call it a bug.

I didn’t miss that moment.

He snatched his son from the path he was passing.

The guy grabbed his intact left arm and held the chainsaw to his head.

As I pressed against him, my whole body became damp as if a wet towel was wrapped around it.

“If you do even the slightest foolish thing, your son’s head will explode. He’s already dead, but once his head explodes, it’ll be hard to revive him with thread or staples.”

“You bad salty infidel! Why don’t you put down the chainsaw right now?! Just touch my son and I’ll chew you up and eat you alive, even though Elder Kim told me to bring you back alive.”

The tenant representative was gnashing his teeth and yelling as if he was really going to eat them.

But I said it with a pretended relaxed attitude.

I once heard a hostage negotiation program that said the most difficult hostage taker to deal with is not what weapon they have or how many hostages they are holding.

It was said that it was a case of being calm, relaxed, and not giving up the initiative during negotiations.

“He said that if I get caught by Elder Kim, life won’t be worth living. It would be better to beg to be killed now. I’m grateful that he’s killing me.”

“that…….”

She was speechless at my words.

I took the initiative in the negotiations.

“Okay. If you answer my questions well, I can let this guy go.”

“What is it? Ask!”

She became more submissive and docile.

“You are the ark priest.”

“Yes. He is a sacred believer of the Ark Church.”

She answered with her eyes flashing madly.

“You salty non-believer. You saw it too, right? Just as the leader predicted, the world was going underwater. You didn’t believe me when I told you, but you were so happy when you saw me drown. Haha.”

“You! Are you honestly an unbeliever?”

“What are you talking about? You’re an unbeliever. Haven’t you seen them recite prayers, receive the Holy Spirit directly from the leader, and control the water spirits? Do you think that just any believer in the Ark Church has this kind of power?”

“Hey. It seems to me that the god you believe in isn’t the Ark Church.”

“Then what god do I believe in?”

“The god you believe in is the Son. Is that right?”

I could see her eyes shaking.

Shaking beliefs is one of the negotiating methods in hostage negotiations.

I immediately became suspicious when I heard her say, “You don’t believe me when I tell you that.”

If he were a true believer, he would not have said ‘I’ but ‘the leader’ or ‘our church’.

I felt like I knew what she meant without her having to say anything.

The fact that she did not kill her own god.

That’s why I tried to find my son’s body.

They probably wanted to find their son’s body and rule it a murder, not a suicide.

“Shut up! Who the hell are you to say such things! You’re an unbeliever!”

She glared at me and growled.

“Yes, that’s right. I’m an unbeliever, so the Ark Church won’t believe me if I say something like that. And I have no intention of saying anything like that to the Ark Church.”

I said, shrugging my shoulders.

“But how did you get in there?”

“Why should I tell you that?”

“Why are you like this? I told you. If you answered my questions well, I could release your resurrected son. And I told you to ask him too.”

“Okay, I’ll tell you. Did you know that my son went missing in the Han River?”

I nodded.

Her story went like this.

Even though they mobilized priest divers to search the Han River thoroughly, they were unable to find even a single hair on their son’s body.

Then one day, I happened to meet a missionary group from the Ark Church on the street.

They preached that water would save the world.

She said then, try to save our son, and if you do, she will believe.

Then they arranged a meeting with Elder Kim.

She had no interest in the Ark Church, but half out of desperation and half out of curiosity, she went to see Elder Kim.

“As soon as I met Elder Kim, he took out this watch.”

She raised her hand and showed me the cracked digital watch on her wrist.