Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 364



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Episode 370 150. Interview (1)

“This way.”

Defender, who left my territory and settled in Seoul first, had a new hideout inside an old cathedral.

The moment we entered the entrance, we were greeted by a bleak sight of broken stained glass and a half-burned statue of the Virgin Mary, but underneath the statue was hidden an entrance to a secret basement.

“Our whole team is staying here.”

As we went down the long, narrow stairs, Hong Da-jeong, dressed comfortably and with bright light, greeted us in the hallway.

“This way. This way.”

I looked around.

It’s a fairly well-decorated bunker.

Hong Da-jeong warmly welcomed the child she brought.

“You. Are you here? Okay. Welcome. Was it hard?”

The child’s name was Choi Yi-seo.

He was a quiet and gentle boy who had already won the favor of the Defender team members before meeting Hong Da-jeong.

While Hong Da-jeong took care of Choi Yi-seo, Defender guided me to a fairly spacious underground hall.

There were gun racks with several guns lined up in a row, as well as ammunition, bulletproof helmets, vests, and other combat supplies, stacked somewhat haphazardly.

“Everyone here, including me, is either a fanatic or has a grudge.”

As soon as the Defender team members entered the hall, they each took their seats and began their individual maintenance.

Like taking out an empty magazine and placing it on the table, or wiping your face with a wet cloth.

“We came together because there was no one to protect us anyway and we had to protect ourselves.”

The defender chuckled and took off the mask he had been wearing for a long time.

“······Especially someone famous like me, you have to be more careful.”

It seems like a lot has happened in such a short period of time.

But before that, there’s something I need to say.

“Anyway, thank you.”

I thanked the defender.

I always felt sorry towards him for following along without complaint despite his unreasonable requests, but I never showed it.

Thanks to that, I got the results I wanted and even brought home an unexpected child named Choi Yi-seo.

Defender looked a little surprised at the surprise apology, but soon waved at me with a sneer.

“I have something to show you.”

The Defender guided me to the garage.

Just as my bunker had been affected, the Defenders were also operating a secret garage, dug between the basement of the old cathedral and an adjacent building.

Inside the garage, there were several movable gasoline and electric vehicles, but one in particular stood out.

“What is this?”

Sports car.

It’s a flashy car, the so-called supercar.

The Defender opened his mouth with a satisfied smile, gently stroking the body of the car that was shining red like a jockey stroking the mane of a horse.

“Didn’t I tell you before? About my dream.”

“You want to drive a car like this and race?”

“okay.”

“You did a good job finding this car.”

“I had my eye on it before and hid it somewhere no one could see, but this time, I brought it here when I got a hideout with my colleagues.”

“Are you moving?”

He asked, looking at the car.

The Defender slowly shook his head, but a bright smile was on his lips.

“We’ll be moving soon. I saw some good parts in the government warehouse.”

After admiring his vehicle for a while with a pleased face, Defender turned his head this way and continued speaking.

“You said Lee Seo? Don’t worry about her. We’ll take good care of her.”

“Your younger brother?”

“No. He’s not good at taking care of kids.”

“Then who?”

“On the way back. There are two children from the same father.”

“Fixed head?”

“No, that’s not him. He’s the youngest of us.”

“I see.”

“Do you like Jeongdu? It seems like you only look for him.”

“That’s not it.”

As I was about to turn back, I heard someone running towards me in a hurry.

They each placed their hands on their guns and waited for the door to open.

I was wondering who it was, it was Go Jeongdu who I’ve been keeping an eye on recently.

“Hyung Jeong-ho! Hyeong Jeong-ho!”

I wonder if you even want to help me create content.

“Did you hear?! That guy came!”

“who?”

In response to Defender’s question, he took a deep breath with the aforementioned face fixed on his face, then spat out a name with an expression that couldn’t be more excited.

“Kang Hanmin!”

Has one name ever been so synonymous with hope?

“Kang Han-min is coming!”

“We are alive now!”

“Fuck. You made the right choice to come here instead of Sejong. Those fucking idiots who went to Sejong. You should have trusted the government though.”

“When are you coming? I hope you come soon.”

“Kang Han-min is finally here!”

People on the streets, regardless of age or gender, are chanting the name of a hero.

The enthusiasm was replicated equally within the virtual world of the Internet.

Dead31112: Yeah. We’ve been fucked for years. Now it’s time for us to see the light of day.

Dead Man 942: Does Kang Hanmin’s arrival mean that the Jeju Crack has been closed?

RKkAra: Days like this come all the time.

Anonymous458: Is that true? Kang Hanmin is coming?

Dead Man 152: Finally alive.

Anonymous1702: Wow.

Berkut_break: The messenger of hope is coming.

Anonymous1844: Finally······ㅠ

…

…

Everyone is talking about Kang Han-min’s story.

Anything else in it is probably good.

The same goes for the plot and death of the villain who caused a stir in the world, John the Baptist.

No one cared about him or wondered about his work.

“Senior. Did you hear that?”

Woo Min-hee is not much different.

“Senior Kang has arrived.”

Kang Han-min.

He was given the title of savior when the Republic of Korea was still in existence, so he was a hero and the hope of humanity itself.

*

The situation is clear.

When one goes, one must leave.

If Kang Han-min comes, there is no need for an ordinary person like me.

I won’t deny that there is a lot of personal emotion involved here.

I don’t want to be in a place like that.

As soon as I heard the news that Kang Han-min had arrived, I started packing up the luggage in the official residence.

He also revealed his intentions subtly to Kim Da-ram.

Even though we’re not on good terms, the one I get along with the most out of all the old school hunters is this shameless guy who’s been a teammate for a long time as a shooter and assistant shooter.

“Oh? Really? You’re leaving?”

That’s why Kim Da-ram isn’t surprised at all when he hears my decision.

Rather, it was a reaction that was expected.

Taking it a step further, she sighed and added:

“I don’t want to be with Kang Min-sunbae either. Ha, but what can I do? If I want to survive, I have to stay here. Even though Kang Seonbae is a bit like that, if he’s here, I’ll at least be safe from monsters.”

“Why do you hate Kang Han-min?”

“I didn’t say I didn’t like it. I just said it didn’t fit. Anyway, if you’re going to leave, you should get confirmation from the chief. Contact me when you get confirmation.”

Well, is there anyone among the old school hunters who hasn’t disliked Kang Han-min at least once?

It’s not Kim Da-ram’s fault.

Anyway, Kim Da-ram said the right thing.

I need to get Woo Min-hee’s stamp of approval.

No matter how strong Min-i Kang has set foot on the Korean Peninsula, it is an undeniable fact that Woo Min-hee is the new top figure in Seoul, both in terms of the power structure and in terms of personal power, before arriving here.

however.

Doo- doo- doo-

Woo Min-hee isn’t answering her phone.

When I went to her office/residence, all I could hear was that she was busy and that I should wait until next time.

I know very well that Woo Min-hee has a dirty temper and only responds when she needs me, but it is extremely annoying that she doesn’t respond in such a sensitive situation.

If that’s the case, then I have a way.

“······.”

Knock knock

SKELTON: Answer.

This is a polite protest via the Internet.

It is a well-known fact that Woo Min-hee, despite her busy schedule, occasionally checks our bulletin board with the nickname “Reporter Yangban,” which symbolizes her.

In the worst case scenario, I could just pack my backpack and go back to my territory, but I’m human too.

I like things that are comfortable and safe.

My humble wish is that you would take me to at least an armored vehicle, even if you don’t want a helicopter.

But despite polite protests, there was no reply.

“······.”

Should I send a message bomb?

I’m afraid of the aftereffects, but I have no future.

We have to get out of here before Kang Hanmin comes.

Just like water and oil can’t mix.

He has the power to write 15 words per second, but recently, his passion for knowledge has given him a new ability called “Macro”.

This macro can be used to post more than 100 articles per second.

After all, humans are tool-using animals.

Up until now, it has not been used on the bulletin board due to the dignity of the “bulletin board manager,” but in an emergency situation like now, it would not be a bad idea to use the secret weapon, the macro.

“······.”

Knock knock

Enter your message: Reply.

Number of trials: 108

I was ready to execute the macro and was about to press the run button.

Beep- beep- beep-

The K-walkie-talkie rang.

Personal identification number: REDMASK

They say that if you have the intelligence, you can move heaven.

Woo Min-hee contacted me first.

“Oh. Are you Minhee?”

He let out a sigh of relief at not having to bring up the previous report, and responded to the call in a calm voice as if nothing had happened.

“Yeah. Senior. Did you contact me?”

“Oh. I was worried because I suddenly couldn’t contact you.”

“There are good reasons for that.”

Not sending the macro was a great choice.

Squeak!

Squeak—–!

Over the phone, the creepy sound of Woo Min-hee scratching the wall resonates over and over again.

The story is that our lady is extremely uncomfortable.

Well, if you send a macro bomb in this situation, it’s a good idea.

It would be better for your mental health not to imagine such a future.

Here, let’s wait for Mrs. Woo to reveal her true feelings first.

After a while, Woo Min-hee scratched the wall again and opened her mouth with a sigh.

“······Haa. That guy. It’s that crap again.”

I kept my mouth shut.

The thought occurred to me instinctively.

Maybe this contains a story between Woo Min-hee and Kang Han-min that I don’t know about.

“That guy has always been like that. He’s always so dogmatic and self-centered. He really acts like he’s a god. The feelings of those around him are always good for him. He always keeps his mouth shut and does his own thing. No one else understands.”

I’ve never seen Woo Min-hee speak with so much disappointment and sighs in every syllable.

She’s the type of person who creates her own stress, and definitely not the type who gets stressed out by others.

It’s so sad that she expresses such despair and disappointment.

“······.”

It must be something that makes Kang Min hate you so much.

by the way.

The reason Woo Min-hee doesn’t hang up the phone is probably because she’s waiting for me to speak.

I don’t feel like saying this, but I guess I have to say something here.

Squeak—-

He waited for the horrible noise that was scratching his eardrums to stop and then looked out the window at the hotel where Woo Min-hee was staying.

“What happened?”

A deep sigh was heard as if it had been waiting.

Squeak—

Scratching sound.

and.

“nothing.”

A disappointing answer.

“He doesn’t tell me anything.”

“okay?”

“It was the same when he was in Jeju. He always kept his mouth shut and did whatever he wanted. A few guards held him in high esteem, but even those guards had no idea what he was thinking.”

Woo Min-hee smiled coldly.

“······But this time, I understand what you mean.”

He didn’t tell me what was inside, but I did get two important pieces of information nonetheless.

One is that Kang Han-min led his group to the secret government bunker set up on Ganghwa Island.

Another thing is that he has no intention of moving at all.

*

It’s been a fortnight since the whirlwind of the Savior swept through the streets.

At one time, hope fluttered in people’s hearts in visible form, but now there is nothing left.

The savior has not come and there is no promise of one.

Life has surprisingly returned to normal.

Some build, some run the machines in the factories, some guard the cities, and some lift the gray curtain from the places that have not yet been restored.

“attack!”

Bang! Bang! Tata ta tata tang!

It has been more than two weeks and a day since Kang Han-min arrived on the Korean Peninsula.

I still stay in the new Seoul.

“Monster particleization confirmed! Point Charlie secured.”

Now, cooperation between regular Awakens and regular Hunters is also progressing smoothly.

So much so that I no longer need to guide or correct it.

If we establish a protocol for only the auxiliary side of the low-level Awaken classified as special hunters, we may be able to create a doctrine that will not be broken for the time being unless the monsters send out new types.

“Thank you for your hard work, Captain.”

“Go in safely, Captain!”

Now, I said goodbye to the regular Awaken, with whom I had become quite close, and headed to the official residence.

“······.”

I don’t have any major complaints about my daily routine, but I can’t help but wake up with doubts.

How long will we have to spend time in this uncertain situation?

No matter what, if Kang Han-min comes here, I will leave.

But no one knows when Kang Han-min will come.

He remains dead in a bunker deep in Ganghwa Island, like a ruler of the old military regime, taking no action or making any statement.

I sent a message to Na Hye-in, who was frustrated, but she didn’t respond either.

If you think about the series of events that have recently occurred in Jeju, you may not have the luxury of time to answer.

Anyway, everything feels like it’s in a fog.

I experienced it when I was in Jeju, but living in the fog is more frustrating than you can imagine.

It may vary from person to person, but most people prefer certainty over uncertainty.

Me too.

I hope it works out one way or another.

That way, you can be sure whether you’re ready to go or not.

But it would be virtually impossible for us to know Kang Han-min’s inner thoughts, which even Woo Min-hee cannot know.

As I was returning to the official residence with a bitter smile on my face, a man appeared in front of me.

Long arms and a long waist that are thin and unattractive, but give off a strong feeling.

A gloomy face that can never be considered handsome.

“Skeleton!”

It’s Mguda.

“What is it?”

Unable to hide his surprise at my sudden appearance, Emgu made a disappointed expression and approached me aggressively.

As I took a step back, Emgu laughed loudly and said.

“What are you avoiding between us, Skeleton?”

“······What on earth brings you here?”

There is absolutely no reason for this human to come to me.

Anyway, if we met online and there were no problems online, would there be any reason for us to meet?

My doubts were answered in the exact same way I asked them.

Emgu showed me a picture.

It was a picture of a bunker under construction.

This photo doesn’t have any special features other than the ocean visible nearby.

“What is this?”

“The bunker where Kang Han-min is.”

“what?”

Emgu smiled faintly at me, who was obviously flustered but had a blank expression on her face.

“Would you like to create some content together?”