Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 80



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The short passage leading deep into the hotel was filled with darkness, with not a single light to be found. At the same time, a terrible smell emanated from all parts of the passage, and the floor was sticky with an unknown bodily fluid.

An ordinary person would have been so frightened by the completely darkened vision and the numbing smell that they would have been unable to walk straight, but the two men walking there were striding briskly through the darkness as if nothing had happened.

Of the two men, only the boy sniffed and spoke.

“It smells really horrible. How can I get rid of this smell?”

“The smell is one thing, but now that I’m here, I’m more curious about what those mutants ate to grow so large.”

Jincheol said that while walking slowly. Then, Aiman, who was holding his nose, tilted his head as if he had the same question. Even in the darkness, Jincheol could feel the movement.

“Yes… We didn’t see any particular lifeforms as we descended underground. However, those mutants seemed to number in the hundreds, maybe even thousands. They wouldn’t be able to reproduce like that by eating each other, so what did they eat to grow so large?”

[Are you curious?]

A sudden question about the hotel chip. Jincheol took out the chip that was in his pocket. He realized that the chip was emitting a very dim light only after entering the darkness where no light could be found. This thing called a quantum chip or something was also really strange. It was like a secret magician. Where on earth did it get its power supply?

“The computer that was stuck in the hotel knows why?”

[Of course I know. I’m a two hundred thousand dollar semi-high-end AI! Don’t compare me to those tin can kids who do office assistants! Hehe.]

“···”

Jincheol, who had been thinking for a moment, quietly put the guy back in his pocket. Although he was curious, now was not the time to play with this crazy guy. Right now, from far away in the passageway, the mutants’ screams of pain and explosions continued. Even the child who was quietly watching from the side hid his curiosity and looked straight ahead.

When the two people showed such indifference, the AI ​​in the pocket continued to vibrate slightly as if it could not stand it, and then suddenly accelerated.

[···In fact, a long time ago, before the guests who came down here were defeated by BR003’s rebellion, there was a large tectonic shift around here. After that, it became connected to the external natural cave, and other biota flowed in. The mutants changed along with those biota. However, the mutants were unable to get through the natural cave overflowing with those biota, so they became isolated here. As a long time passed, this place was recognized as their territory, and other biota stopped coming···]

“Hey, hey! I’ll ask you later. Just do whatever you want.”

[···From now on, don’t ignore the words of this chip! You might send away guests with thigh vibrations! Fear the vibration waves of human paradise!]

Crazy. Jincheol’s head hurt slightly at the hotel chip’s remark that was buzzing in his pocket. It seems like he brought a real crazy person. Should I bite this kid with my teeth and crush him right now?

Fortunately, the passage ended before Jincheol could destroy the hotel chip. It looked like a plaza, just like the one he had seen in the previous hotel. It was a kind of huge indoor space.

There wasn’t any lighting there either. The high ceiling was just wide open, and a strange underground light was seeping in dimly. However, even with that faint light, it wasn’t hard for Jincheol to see the scenery in the square.

The first thing that caught my eye was the corpses. The mutant rabbits that had rushed in before Jincheol and his group. The beasts that had easily been overpowered by the hundreds were all dead, and the black blood and white flesh were spread out on the floor like a giant carpet.

And the special envoy who had slaughtered so many mutants, an Ophitis named William Lambert, was shining alone in the center of the indoor plaza.

“That is···”

[Hohohihi! The mother of beasts is bleeding! Is her long life finally coming to an end? When will this chip’s tenacious continuity of thought end···]

The envoy stood trampling on a huge beast, his voice either singing or lamenting as the hotel chip sang.

The beast was dozens of times larger than the average mutant, almost as big as an elephant. If it weren’t for its small ears and the shape of its head that didn’t match its huge size, it would be hard to guess that it was of the same species as the mutants, let alone Rabbit.

Special envoy William Lambert had the giant beast pinned under his feet and was about to use his remaining arm to tear open its chest. The beast was still alive, but its limbs had already been blown away, leaving only its body and head, with its large eyes blinking.

Jincheol, who had seen the sight of the square, felt the blood of the mutants seeping into his shoes and making them wet. Hundreds of lives had died, and their blood was flowing like a river. It seemed like a scene from hell.

Jincheol looked around for a moment, then strode forward with his shoes clanking loudly and shouted.

“Hey-! Mr. William-!”

“···!”

The envoy suddenly turned his head. His opponent was not good either. Jincheol had torn off his shattered right arm, but the fight was not easy because the suit he was wearing was torn here and there, revealing machine parts inside. His head was also torn, so his face was covered in blood.

Meanwhile, he was crouching down and poking at the chest of a giant mutant, looking like a cannibalistic cyborg monster from a horror movie.

Jincheol ran the next moment. He jumped over the corpses of mutants lying under the wide square and ran towards the special envoy. And at some point, he kicked off the ground and jumped up. The special envoy who saw him hurriedly grabbed something and tried to reach out to Jincheol with his left arm. Blue light was surging from his left arm.

But before the light exploded, Jincheol’s flying kick, which flew like a missile, first kicked the special envoy’s chest.

“Whoa!”

The envoy let out a gasp and was thrown backwards as if someone had pulled him by a rope. Unable to control his body, he ended up rolling over the corpses of the mutants he had killed, covered in black blood, flesh, and excrement. He looked good, kid.

Jincheol kicked the guy cleanly and landed on the large beast he had been stepping on. He could see the beast’s skin that the guy had torn apart. Black blood and internal organs were writhing inside the gaping wound.

But the beast at his feet rolled its large eyes and looked at Jincheol.

Eyes. Now that I think about it, the eyes of other mutants were degenerated and almost like buttonholes, but this one was not just normal, but extremely large and clear. In those large eyes, Jincheol’s figure and the shoes stained black with the mutants’ black blood were reflected.

As Jincheol looked into those large, clear eyes without realizing it, the beast’s large mouth moved something small.

Jincheol’s keen hearing picked up a squeak from those quivering lips, but he couldn’t understand what it was.

At that moment, a soft voice came out of his pocket, as if reading a scripture.

[···Black-footed superman, have you finally set foot on this land after so long? Your second coming is too late, for no one now remembers the past. The supermen have been forgotten, and only the giants who burn the stars remain, and now they are about to breathe their evil breath upon the earth, and the end is coming···]

“···”

Jincheol realized that it was Hotel Chip’s interpretation. Hotel Chip seemed to understand the squeaking sound that Jincheol could not understand.

But a black-footed superman? Wasn’t that a legend among the Camponi? As Jincheol looked down with a stern face, the beast continued to tremble.

[···Please forgive me. I have not kept the long-held promise you gave me. Please forgive me. I could not stop the giant’s slave with this weak body. Please forgive me and lead my dead children to follow in your footsteps and go to the green garden under the clear sky. So that those innocent children, the foolish children who grew up without ever seeing the light, can remember the old promise after death, cast off their sins, and be reborn as they were in the beginning, so that they can run and play on the clean garden··· Please··· help me···]

Tears flowed down from the beast’s large eyes. Jincheol was speechless as he watched the tears flowing down. And soon, the eyes that had been shedding tears opened up and slowly fell behind the eyelids.

Like other mutants, the beast is dead.

“···What is it?”

With death, the beast sagged, and its body, once as large as an elephant, sank like a deflated balloon.

Jincheol was shocked. What are you saying out of the blue? Are you saying that you just say what you want to say?

“···Hahahahahaha!”

A sudden laugh. Jincheol, who had been frowning and looking at the beast’s corpse, turned his head. He saw the special envoy writhing and getting up from the bloody mess. What are you so happy about?

The special envoy, who had risen up while staggering, raised his left hand. Jincheol, who had been tense as if he was going to shoot something again, soon realized that it was not that. There was a card in his left hand.

Card. Jincheol remembered that the card that Jindallae used to draw the barcode tattoo on his left arm in Siol looked similar to that one.

Then a blue flame burst out of his left arm, burning the suit that covered it and melting the card. His pale left arm and the circular bar tattoos on his forearm were visible. They looked like some kind of bar code.

The moment Jincheol unconsciously wrapped his left arm around himself, the black, melted remains of the card began to crawl and flow down the envoy’s left arm. It dug into his pale skin and drew a new tattoo beneath the existing one.

As a result, the envoy was left with a tattoo on his left arm that looked like two different barcode lines. As soon as the tattoo was completed, it all turned blue and flowed through his body like a blood vessel.

The envoy, engulfed in light, stood upright and looked at the ceiling, swaying as if experiencing an orgasm. Surprisingly, the flames that flowed out gathered around his torn off right arm and formed a new arm.

The guy who had been fidgeting like that for a while lowered his head, flicked his right arm made of flames, and then looked at Jincheol with a grin.

“···This is very ominous. Have you ever seen anything like it?”

Only the child who had come closer asked without taking his eyes off the special envoy. Jincheol said as he got down from the dead animal’s corpse.

“It’s fire and lightning. That little bastard is dead.”

“Well… I guess that’s what’s going to happen eventually, but still, look at that new arm. It doesn’t look like it’s going to be dangerous. What are you going to do?”

“What can I do? I’ll just tear you to pieces.”

“···Haha. I can never stand up to you.”

Aiman ​​laughed heartily and picked up his sword. Jincheol also pulled out his sword and waved it in the air as he walked towards the special envoy.

The special envoy’s smile grew deeper as he looked at Jincheol and Aiman, and the bastard’s new right arm also glowed with an ominous blue light even more strongly.

The bastard shouted.

“Do you want to fight like a ignorant caveman? If that’s what you want, I’ll let you do it!”

Before the shout could even end, the special envoy’s figure became blurred. The moment he felt a flash of blue light, the bastard was right in front of Jincheol’s nose.

At the same time, the burning fist struck Jincheol’s chest.

As the blue flames exploded, Jincheol’s body fell backwards. Only the startled Ai quickly grabbed his sword and took a stance. He was watching Jincheol fly away, but he was also trying to block the special envoy’s follow-up attacks.

However, the special envoy’s attacks did not continue.

“···Uh, what, uh··· I was definitely faster···”

The special agent who had come like a will-o’-the-wisp and struck Jin-cheol, pulled out his new arm and looked confident, staggered and stepped back.

Aiman ​​could see the handle stuck in the center of his chest. Half ivory and half black, it had an intricate and mysterious pattern engraved on it to prevent slipping.

The blade was not visible. No, it was visible. It pierced the envoy’s chest and stuck out like a horn on his back.

While the guy was staggering, Jincheol, who had fallen, slowly stood up on his knees and spat out blood-mixed saliva. The center of his chest, which had been covered in soot from the fight in the lobby, was now hollowed out in the shape of a fist, and the wound was now starting to crackle and regain its original shape.

He said, raising his body like that.

“You idiot. If a caveman and a person from the future fight each other with their bare hands, isn’t it common sense that the caveman would win?”

Is that so? Aiman ​​tilted his head while holding the sword. He couldn’t figure out why that was common sense.

“You, go, Kang Jin-cheol···! His Majesty the Emperor, the ‘chosen one’, will not forgive the traitor to the race···”

“Betrayal happens between people you know. I don’t even know that guy, you punk.”

As if he felt anger at those words, the envoy shouted and raised his burning right arm. The fire and heat grew stronger, and his fingertips coalesced into a single flaming blade. The flames also rose from his left arm.

“Whoaaaa-!”

He rushed at Jincheol with burning blades in both hands and blood spewing out of his mouth.

A blazing blade also emerged from Jincheol’s left hand. Unlike the envoy’s sword, which had an ominous blue glow, the blazing blade in his hand was bright and hot like the sun.

The envoy crossed his two hands like scissors and aimed for Jincheol’s neck. Jincheol’s response was simple. He slashed the blade of his left hand directly into the middle of the scissors.

The blade of the sun and the blue will-o’-the-wisps collided.

A dazzling light burst out, and the intersecting flames canceled each other out and disappeared. Jincheol’s flames, as well as those that had sprung from the special envoy’s left hand, were scattered.

But the special envoy’s right arm was not completely scattered. It remained, though in the shape of a crushed mass. He extended it again, intending not to simply strike Jincheol in the chest, but to pierce it through.

Only then did the child throw his sword.

“Jincheol!”

The long sword that flew in was caught in Jincheol’s right hand as if it was being sucked in. Jincheol knelt down on one knee and swung the sword he was holding. The special envoy’s body froze.

“···”

Jincheol was kneeling on one knee and quietly lowering his sword. Special Envoy William Lambert was frozen in front of Jincheol, about to extend his fist. A deathly silence flowed between the two.

The next moment, the special envoy’s upper body split diagonally and the blazing blue light went out.