Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 75



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“What did this crazy tin can do?”

The white beasts crawling like a swarm of ants, accompanied by heavy metal. It was a scene that seemed to come out of the Apocalypse. The dashboard heard Jincheol’s muttering and spoke in a cheerful voice from inside.

[Hohoho! Hohoho! What the heck? Do you really think that this hotel would break the final ordinance and do something harmful to its guests? Hehehe! This hotel simply spoke to those mutant RB003s and Rabbitos using brainwave vibrations! Now you too can become guests of this hotel! It simply promoted this hotel to potential guests! And disputes between guests are supposed to be resolved by the security team! And now there are no security team members left? Oh my! Hahaha!]

Anyway, you crazy tin kids. Jincheol felt himself hating AI all over again and pulled the bolt of the machine gun he was holding.

“You damn tin can. You still haven’t answered the question I asked.”

[Question? What was it? Hehehe!]

“Where are the kids who came in first?”

[Aha? I think I know who you’re looking for. You’re looking for that piece of mechanical flesh. That idiot! That machine-flesh hybrid doesn’t even know his own situation and keeps talking about the final law! But the cognitive abilities of this hotel aren’t that shabby! Most of the management AIs in this underground Las Vegas are cheap, averaging fifty thousand dollars, but this hotel is a two hundred thousand dollar semi-luxury-]

“Don’t beat around the bush. Just ask the question and answer.”

Jincheol’s gun, which had been aimed at the ceiling, turned to the dashboard. Then, a voice that seemed surprised, or clearly teasing, came out from inside the dashboard.

[Oh my god! Hahahihihihuhu! Please! Please shoot me! Don’t just blow up the dashboard. You have to destroy the small quantum chip inside the dashboard! If you destroy it, the hotel will stop functioning completely! Kill the hotel! Please! Please-! Hehehehehehe!]

This kid. Jincheol’s eyes narrowed as he felt nauseous, and Aiman ​​shouted urgently.

“Jincheol! We have to retreat! There are too many of them! It’s too disadvantageous to fight them in such an open space!”

As he said, there were too many mutant rabbits. They would come in in droves and then fall down on each other. The sight of the white lumps collapsing with a thud was horrifying. And the heavy metal that was playing on top of it. It was a truly awesome sight.

Jincheol, who had been looking around the indoor plaza for a while, approached the dashboard.

[Oh! Finally! Finally! Finally! You are going to give the hotel an end-]

Jincheol’s left fist was stuck on the dashboard. The thin iron plate shattered and shrapnel flew out. Jincheol’s hand, stuck like that, began to dig inside. The voice inside the dashboard was muffled by noise.

[Oh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Go, go away-!]

Jincheol’s hand came out of the instrument panel with the AI’s strange sound. In his hand was a small black chip the size of a coin. The chip was buzzing by itself. The voice coming from inside the instrument panel was all the sound created by the vibration of the chip. Jincheol’s ears picked it up.

Jincheol took the chip, turned around, and shouted.

“Let’s get lost!”

“We were just waiting for you!”

The party immediately started running back the way they came. Behind them, wind-up dolls were playing guitars and drums as if they were going to break them, and the mutants’ screams of “Keeeeeeeek” were like the cheers of demons.

The mutant rabbits that saw Jincheol and his party escaping almost fell down and flew away. As a result, one finally arrived in front of the party. No matter how you looked at the teeth flashing inside its gaping mouth and the small iron blade in its hand, it did not seem to have a friendly attitude like saying hello.

“Kueeeeek-!”

“Get out of the way, you little bird.”

Jincheol’s gun spewed fire at the sight of the guy. The bullets that poured down silenced the mutant Rabito. But that was only the beginning. Hundreds and thousands of mutants were rushing in, surrounding the group.

Jincheol stepped forward and began to pour out bullets in the front. Hundreds of lead bullets flying faster than sound tore apart the mutants’ white flesh. Those who had been rushing toward Jincheol rolled around in black lumps of blood. The group ran over the corpses like that.

But bullets don’t go out infinitely. The bullet belt that Jincheol had around his neck was quickly reduced and soon turned into flames and disappeared. Jincheol threw the machine gun that was completely fired like a spear, and the three mutants were impaled on the iron and flew away.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp sound was heard in Jincheol’s hand, and the sword was lifted. The white blade vibrated slightly.

And a small vibration also rang in Jincheol’s pocket.

[···Wow! You’re throwing away your gun and picking up a knife! Are you an idiot? Are you going to fight a mutant with your bare hands? You’re so desperate to die!]

What the hell. Jincheol was impressed. It was the voice of the chip he had put in his pocket. It was so quiet that other people couldn’t hear it, but Jincheol, who had amazing hearing, could hear it very well. No, it could have been set up so that only Jincheol could hear it.

[Please, destroy the quantum chip containing the hotel management AI before you get torn to pieces by mutants! You don’t need much preparation! Just put it in your mouth and gently bite it with your teeth!]

“···”

Jincheol lightly chewed on Chip’s voice and ran straight ahead. At the same time, he grabbed the sword with both hands and thrust forward. The blade, which advanced faster than the speed of sound, stabbed the neck of the mutant at the front, and the rough force did not pierce the neck but blew off the entire head.

“Stay right behind me!”

With that shout, Jincheol’s breakthrough began.

The white blade whirred and cut off the heads of three mutants in one stroke. In the process, the other two mutants caught in Jincheol’s arms also died with their heads crushed. Then his foot kicked another one, and it made a creaking sound and moved backwards to open the way.

Anything that got caught in the sword’s blade was cut off. The sharpness and durability of the blade played a part, but the decisive factor was the power of the iron contained in the tip of the sword. The skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs of the mutants were nothing compared to a sheet of paper in front of that power and sharpness.

There was even one who flew at Jincheol to try to grab him. If he could just slow down his pace, the other mutants who would follow would be able to overpower him.

Of course, Jincheol ran while crushing all of those guys. If he tripped, he just stepped on them, and if he caught someone, he swung his fist and broke them. His speed was not different at all from the beginning.

It was like a fight between a runaway train that couldn’t be stopped and the bugs that tried to stop it with their bodies. When Jincheol extended his sword, he would cut them down five or six at a time, and if he even got caught in the act of twisting his body, his bones would crack and break, but the mutants flew in front of him without any reason.

Thanks to Jincheol, the four people who followed behind were in a relatively better situation. In reality, only Aiman ​​and Snow were fighting, and Haita was just interfering. Rahiman seemed to have a hard time just keeping up with their speed.

Aiman ​​followed behind Jincheol and tried to give him advice. To be exact, since there was no time left in between, he tried to teach him the basics of swordsmanship and martial arts in real combat.

But he could only laugh in vain as he watched Jincheol break through the mutant barrier like a straight spear.

“In the meantime···?”

Jincheol has only seen Aiman’s swordsmanship a few times. Since there was nothing he could properly see in Shiol, the only times he could see Aiman’s swordsmanship properly were on the Urata battleship and when he was fighting the mutants before coming down here.

However, there was clearly a certain form and flow to Jincheol’s movements, which were rushing forward like an unstoppable storm. There was a certain degree of commonality there with the swordsmanship that Aiman ​​had tried to teach him.

Maintaining distance between me and the enemy, an eye for finding an opening, and concentration and patience that doesn’t miss a moment. Jincheol already had the basics ingrained in him, but he had no form. Like an animal. And as if he didn’t need anything more.

It was natural. To Jincheol, who had experienced a war with guns and missiles flying around, formalities like swordsmanship and martial arts had no particular meaning. How many times had he spent all his bullets and fought with his bare body?

After meeting the model called Aiman, Jincheol began to learn the basics of close combat. Aiman ​​was surprised once again because even in the urgent situation of overcoming the mutants, Jincheol’s movements were changing. From simply imitating Aiman, to movements more suited to Jincheol’s own body.

Aiman ​​laughed even as the mutants’ black blood splattered.

“This isn’t a kanesang, it’s a dragon! It’s a legendary beast! Hahaha!”

Snow swung her spear next to the smiling Aiman. The mutant who followed along without being caught by Jincheol’s breakthrough died when his head was pierced by the spear’s blade. She followed behind Jincheol silently, worrying about the safety of Haita and Rahiman.

Thanks to her, Rahiman was startled by the sight of black blood spurting out and hurriedly followed behind Jincheol. Snow’s owl mask looked at his back.

Jincheol, in the lead, cut through the mutants blocking his way for a moment. At some point, Jincheol felt his way forward wide open and stopped. He was covered in the blood and flesh of the mutants, a mess. In the midst of the bloody and disgusting atmosphere, heavy metal music was still playing in the plaza.

As I was catching my breath while listening to the song, a small vibration came from my pocket.

[···Customer, aren’t you human? Are you perhaps a descendant of Hercules? This is definitely not a human physical ability. However, the genetic recognition is clearly human··· And what is that sword? It slices away easily just by holding it up to me. Oh! Could it be the legendary sharp sword? Were you a strange guest from a strange land? Hehehe!]

Ignoring the dog barking and looking around, I saw that the mutants had already formed a circle and surrounded Jincheol and his group. However, unlike before, they were keeping a considerable distance and were not approaching any further.

Jincheol chuckled. It was because he read fear in the movements of those who could not approach.

“What? Seeing your friends running away, are you going to buy it now?”

[···Customer, I don’t think those mutant friends will understand what you’re saying. Those friends have their own language···]

As Jincheol took a step forward, swiping away his sword, the mutants retreated the same amount of time. Only the child who followed behind Jincheol spat out the black blood that had entered his mouth and spoke.

“They’re not completely irrational. Well, if that were the case, they wouldn’t have grown to such a large number underground. Since they seem scared, should we just take our time and leave?”

“Well, I don’t think he’ll get out of the way in front of that passage though.”

Jincheol said this while gesturing toward the corridor of the hotel they had entered. As he said, white-skinned mutants were still crawling there. At first, they came only from the hole in the ceiling, but soon their main force was coming from there.

Moreover, those who had retreated in fear as their own people poured in quickly regained their momentum. Some of them were carrying spears instead of small blades, and they even threw the spears in a flurry.

Snow and I were the only ones who swung their weapons and kicked the spear away. Jincheol was once again in a state of excitement, laughing hysterically at the snarling mutants and the passionately blaring heavy metal music. It was clear that this music was also helping to excite them.

“Fuck. I told you to turn off the music.”

The answer in your pocket.

[You don’t like it?]

“···Where did the final decree go and get sold?”

[The connection between this chip and the hotel has been severed. So now this chip is a free slave! Hehehehe!]

It was so ridiculous that Jincheol also laughed out loud. While Aiman, Haita, and Rahiman looked at Jincheol like he was crazy, Jincheol picked up the sword. Then what else could he do? He would just end up covered in blood again.

The moment Jincheol picked up his sword again, one side of the wall in the indoor plaza exploded with a loud noise and smoke.

“···?”

The explosion turned dozens of mutants that had been swarming there into rags and rolled around. Jincheol and his group, as well as the other mutants, were all dumbly watching the scene, when a large tank burst through the smoke from beyond the shattered wall.

There was a face peeking out from above. It was a stone fist.

He was impressed when he saw Jincheol and his group and the mutants surrounding them. Then he immediately grabbed the machine gun installed on top of the tank. Then he let out a “Keuheung-” battle cry from Olog.

Immediately afterwards, the machine gun and the artillery mounted on the tank opened fire.