The Mad Prosecutor Picked Up AI - Chapter 30
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Apocalypse in Water Episode 30
Episode 30
The arrow flew in a parabolic arc like the water zombie that had just flown in.
And at the moment when the shoulder pad was about to throw the water zombie, it hit him right in the shoulder.
pop!
There was a snapping sound, and the water zombie he was trying to throw was missed.
The shell water zombies fell on the waiting water zombies as if they were misfired cannons.
Arms, legs, and shreds of torn body parts flew into the air.
The rooftop of Building 106 was engulfed in chaos, as if a bomb had exploded.
Among them, the screams of the tenant representative were heard.
“Minseong! Minseong!”
What? Your son is alive?
Didn’t you just stick a chainsaw in your head then?
I looked through my binoculars at the water zombie the tenant representative was holding.
Oh! It really is my son.
However, the shape was like a broken cup that had been forcibly put back together, and bandages and stitches were wrapped here and there, covering the entire body.
But even that was shattered by the impact of the misfire just now.
Now, no matter how hard I tried, it seemed impossible.
“You! You salty infidel! You killed our son again!”
The shouting of the representative of the tenants who were in a state of chaos was heard.
“Hey! I didn’t kill your son.”
I waved my hand and spoke to the tenant representative.
Then the tenant representative got angry and shouted.
“What are you talking about! You cut off Minseong’s head with a chainsaw. And this time you shot him with an arrow and smashed him to pieces.”
“Why is this happening? Last time, your son committed suicide by hitting his head on my chainsaw. This time, the accident happened because the shoulder pad was thrown wrong.”
“You damn salty non-believer! You don’t admit your sins and just make excuses. The leader told me to bring you here to be put on the ark, but I’m going to tear you to pieces and chew you up.”
The tenant representative glared at me as if he was going to eat me.
I was dumbfounded.
“Why is this happening? Why is it my fault that your son died? Your son died because he didn’t want to see you. And yet you forcibly saved his life, and you put the chainsaw on his head again. And yet you saved your son again, so what kind of resentment are you feeling?”
“Shut up! What the hell do you know about our hats!”
The tenant representative’s face turned red as if he had been hit with a bullet and he shouted.
“It’s obvious even without looking. She wanted to take revenge on her husband who ran away as a son. So she must have been obsessed with telling her son to study and go to school.”
It was a story that wasn’t even a cliché.
In my career as a police officer, I have seen many tragedies caused by parental obsession.
“What are you talking about! I said it so that Minseong would do well. Everyone else does the same thing.”
“That’s right. Even though the child died and he became disabled, everyone said the same thing. But what good is studying hard when the world has changed so much? Right?”
She seemed speechless at my words.
“Besides, my son is already dead.”
My next words must have been the final blow, as she just opened and closed her mouth like a goldfish out of water.
Then suddenly he burst into laughter like crazy.
“Haha! Haha! Haha!”
Hoyoung looked at the tenant representative who couldn’t stop laughing and asked.
“Is that woman crazy?”
“Oh. I guess so.”
Bomi answered for me.
I put my eye to the telescope and observed her.
In the case of patients with confusional symptoms or schizophrenia who are not taking medication, great care is needed because it is impossible to know where they will go.
She stopped laughing and glared at me with eyes full of madness as she shouted.
“I will chew up all your flesh, crush your bones and swallow them. Even if you die, I will never let you return to the water.”
After spewing out curses and swear words, he took something out of his bosom.
Oh! That’s it.
She put it in her mouth without a moment’s hesitation.
I shouted at Bomi.
“Bomi! Shoot the tenant representative in the neck!”
“yes?”
Bomi was startled by my shout.
“Shoot that woman’s neck with an arrow.”
“He may be crazy, but he’s still alive. How do you shoot him?”
“Bomi, I trust you, uncle.”
I looked into Bomi’s eyes and asked.
Bomi nodded without hesitation.
“That woman is no longer human. You have to believe me and shoot quickly. Otherwise, she might eat us.”
“all right.”
Bomi pulled the bowstring with a stern face, as if she had made up her mind.
But the tenant representative was running around like a madman, twisting his body at odd angles.
Unable to aim properly due to the wind, Bomi pulled back the bow and controlled her breathing.
Then, for a moment, he let go of the bowstring.
The arrow flew in a slight parabolic arc.
I wondered if it was true, but as expected, the skills of Korea’s promising archers are not going anywhere.
The arrow flew straight at her.
The moment the arrow pierced her neck, her body suddenly swelled.
The arrow was lodged in a lump of flesh that was either her neck or her chest, as if an airbag had burst and the volume had expanded rapidly.
“iced coffee!”
She screamed, but the amplification did not stop.
Water was seen dripping excitedly from her body, which had nearly doubled in size.
The extremely swollen body and blistered skin were typical of a drowned person.
I saw through my telescope that she was so angry that she took the red pearl out of her bosom and ate it.
I don’t know what powers the eerie red pearls would grant her, but I would never have thought they would look human.
So, even if it was a long shot, I tried to finish it by shooting an arrow.
Unfortunately, it was a step too late.
She turned her head, buried in her swollen body, and looked around.
Then he grabbed the water zombie standing next to him.
The water zombie didn’t fight back as she tore at its body.
She stuffed the torn body of the water zombie into her mouth.
As the water zombie’s bones and flesh flowed into her mouth, her body visibly swelled.
Soon she began to greedily devour the other water zombies on the rooftop.
Her large, obese form made her look more like a piece of meat than a human being.
An arm that had been eaten by the flesh burst out and grabbed another water zombie.
Then the fleshy mass opened and a large mouth appeared, eating the water zombie it had caught.
We must stop this proliferation.
I gave instructions to Bomi and told her to shoot several arrows.
But it was already too late. The area where the arrow had hit was hollowed out as if the ground had collapsed, but flesh from other areas soon grew back and filled in the hollow.
As if all the water zombies in Building 110 had been called, the water zombies rushed to the rooftop of Building 106.
She devoured them greedily.
The more it ate, the bigger it became, and new mouths formed on its enlarged flesh, allowing it to eat more water zombies.
As the water zombies on the rooftop of Building 106 almost disappeared, she had turned into a large lump of monster.
“Eww!”
She made a strange roaring sound, but couldn’t speak.
No longer human, he was a water zombie.
Still, his desire for revenge remained, and he began to stretch his body towards Building 110.
A pillar-like thing with numerous limbs attached to it pushed forward.
It looked like someone was pulling out a rice cake.
“What should I do?”
Bomi and Hoyoung, who had been frowning, looked back at me.
I was already preparing.
He held a Molotov cocktail in his hand and set it on fire.
And he threw it at the approaching mass of arms and legs.
The Molotov cocktail hit the front of the limb assembly and set it on fire.
But water started seeping out of the limbs and it quickly went out.
Ah! That’s right, a water zombie.
However, while regular water zombies can’t use their water shield properly under the sun, the resident representative uses water well, as if she’s the queen water zombie.
In the future, fire attacks including Molotov cocktails will not work.
What should I do with this?
While I was thinking about it, a hand bigger than a person appeared on the pillar that was stretching out.
The king’s hand reminded him of the palm of the Buddha Shakyamuni holding the Monkey King in Journey to the West.
However, the water zombies’ ears, hands, noses, and toes were all tangled together, like boiled meat.
The king’s hand clenched his fist and stretched it out towards me.
I hurriedly raised my golden shield and blocked the king’s fist.
The shield blocked the punch perfectly, but it did not completely cushion the impact.
I took a step back, my arms and shoulders feeling tingly.
The tenant representative, sensing that I was being hit, fired a series of blows.
Jab, jab, straight.
The jab was bearable, but when he was hit with a straight punch, this time he slid backwards.
The pain in my chest was so severe that it was difficult to breathe.
Again the resident representative threw a few jabs, then a few jabs, and this time he threw a hook from below upwards.
I hurriedly pointed my shield down.
But it was a bit late, so it was quite a shock.
I floated up straight and then fell to the ground with a thud.
I was thrown to the floor, and water was flowing out of my throat, and my whole body felt like it had been beaten in pain.
But there was no time to examine the body.
As the tenant representative opened his fist, the shadow created by the giant palm had already covered his entire body, including his head.
My body was on the verge of exploding, like a fly hit by a flyswatter.
He stretched out his arm with all his might and picked up the fallen golden shield.
But I didn’t have time to properly raise my shield, so I set it up awkwardly.
The pointed corners of the pentagon are facing upwards.
I had a feeling that I wouldn’t be able to stop that giant palm in this state, so I shut my eyes tightly.
The screams of children could be heard in my ears.
“Hey! Mister!”
“no!”
Fijijik!
I heard a sound like something was tearing, and I felt something hitting my shoulder and leg, but my body felt no impact.
What happened?
When I opened my eyes, I saw the huge palm of the tenant representative’s split palm.
When I looked into what had happened, I could see that the shield had torn off his palm.
No, is the shield that sharp?
I stood up and swung my shield.
Then, as if cutting paper with a sharp sword, the palm of the tenant representative’s hand was gently cut.