Clearing the Game at the End of the World Chapter 147

Chapter. 10 Lead and Silver Coins (3)

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[‘A father who became addicted to gaming and neglected his family, and a daughter who wandered off without receiving any attention. One day, her father heard the news that his daughter had a serious accident, and although it was late, he hurriedly moved to fix the accident…. ‘Kyaa, looking at you like this, you really look like trash.]

‘Who was the reason that I had no choice but to play the game so desperately?’

[Um~~~ You?]

Quick!

The professor barely swallowed the swear words that welled up in his throat. This was because Cynthia, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was looking at him with an anxious expression.

“So… are you going to our village now?”

“okay. Anyway, we received protection money from those people in our name, so we can’t just sit back and watch. “I’ll have to check out how that ‘village’ works to find out how I’ll react.”

“….Sorry.”

“I told you not to apologize. People can make mistakes. As I said before, you just have to avoid making the same mistake again.”

Boom!

I started the buggy with one hand and gently stroked Cynthia’s head.

The reason I was angry at Hyde’s words was because those playful words were true.

‘Cynthia… has serious mental problems.’

In my opinion, Cynthia’s kleptomania was more a struggle for survival than greed.

‘The only people he experienced in his short life were the Underdom people who were always bickering, and his adoptive parents who abandoned him three times. ‘If you’re dragged around empty-handed like a broken toy, you’re bound to become obsessed with what’s left in your hands.’

My adoptive parents abandoned me three times before, so I will be abandoned again this time. So, somehow, I have to have a lot of ‘my stuff’. Then, even if something is thrown away, there will be something left – maybe you didn’t think of it this way?

[So you were desperately preparing to become independent?]

‘Strictly speaking, for young children, there is no such thing as something that is 100% their own. These are all things that were given to me by my parents. In that sense, Cynthia, who changed parents four times, including her biological parents, lost everything she had four times. As a result, I started to think that I should have something that was purely my own rather than something I received from someone else.’

I am partly responsible for this situation happening. A child who had been abandoned repeatedly was brought into the home and no attention was paid to it. It’s strange if the child isn’t anxious.

So, Cynthia takes care of it.

“Don’t discriminate against people! “If people can make mistakes like you said, why don’t I take care of it!”

“Even if you get hit, you still cum, you bastard. They say you take responsibility for teaching them. But the kid is spinning around like that and you don’t even know what? Shooting training? Tactical movement in the city? “Are you out of your mind?”

“Since the child is going outside, we need to develop his survival skills even more! I also searched in the community, and they said that the more important education is, the more effective it is if it is taught at a young age! If I, who have been trained as a guerrilla since the age of sixteen, are this good, then Cynthia, who has been trained since the age of ten, will become the greatest assassin in the wasteland in the future….”

Bah!

“Ahh!”

“I’m proud of you, you bastard. If that way, the child becomes a fighting machine like Rambo, is that the way for him? This ideology is irreverent, you bastard. “Have you been running around so much since morning that you haven’t even seen your child?”

“I’ve seen it a few times! Since I was doing well on my own, I went looking for teaching materials! Now look! “Here’s what I caught this morning!”

Bex dodged my left hand swinging at the backseat and opened the bag he had been carrying since morning.

“Jiik!”

“Squeak! “Sweet!”

hold. It was a large rat, well over 30 cm long, covered in strange bodily fluids.

“Mouse snail? “Where did you get that?”

“Kihihi! What do you think, your thoughts will change after seeing this? “I’ve been wandering around the wet and wet areas of the wasteland just to catch this thing… Wouldn’t this guy, who is fast, doesn’t die easily, and only gets scratched when attacked, be the best as a moving target?”

“Yes, my thoughts are changing…..”

I was convinced as I watched Vex take out a struggling mouse snail from a bag. I said I shouldn’t leave Cynthia’s education to him.

‘I had to go to the dome and talk to the president, and stop by the hospital… Oh, and I also had an appointment with Speed ​​Wagon.’

As I remembered what I had to do today in my head, my heart became impatient, and I put a little more pressure on the accelerator.

“Um… Professor? Do you know where to go? Shall I tell you?”

“no. “There is one person who I vaguely know.”

I parked my car on the street I had become so familiar with over the past five years, feeling the rough sound of the buggy engine and the number of people around me increasing one by one.

Shopping street three-way intersection.

If I remember correctly, there was someone sitting around here in room 2 at the time to listen.

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Kang Geumpil. He thought that making quick choices all the time in his life made him who he was.

Despite my parents’ opposition, I studied technology early on instead of going to college. By the time I was 40, I was able to become the owner of ‘Geumpil Steel’ and make a living. Even when the war broke out and soldiers flocked to the shelter and lined up for men only, I was able to make a living. Instead of standing up like everyone else, he took the initiative and announced that he was an engineer.

Because he was a metal engineer and knew how to fix important facilities such as air conditioners, refrigerators, and gas plants, and that he could make anything with the right tools and materials, he was able to enter a safe underground shelter with his wife and son, unlike other men who were drafted. there was. As I found out later, it was a refuge created only for the rich, and among those people who had no production ability, he was able to live an enviable life as one of the few professional engineers.

Having survived after numerous choices, he now completely trusted his own judgment.

When the person who had been waiting impatiently with the alarm of the crime prevention device installed after moving into the new house appeared, there was a reason why he took out his only remaining old business card, which he had kept with a photo of his departed wife.

“Wow, it’s an honor, Professor Park! This is Kang Geum-pil, the president of ‘Kumpil Steel’!”

It could be said that his intention worked quite well. First of all, I succeeded in confusing the professor.

The professor carefully examined the gold business card he had suddenly received. A business card with a bit of wear at the corners, but still with beautiful gold leaf. Nowadays, it is impossible to make such elastic business card paper or apply gold leaf on it, so this business card itself was like a kind of certificate proving that he had been working in this industry since before the war.

“Let’s see… Whitesmith, you are the person who is active in the community under that name, right?”

“Yes, yes! you’re right! You remembered! “I never thought you would come visit me in person…”

“Because they called the address in the chat room. “I came down at the right time to ask you something, and since I unintentionally became your neighbor, I came down to see your face.”

“I… told you the address? “I don’t remember doing anything that dangerous…”

“I know everything.”

As I leaned back in my chair and spoke as if I knew everything, I noticed that a man named Kang Geum-pil and his son sitting next to him were nervous.

‘This is the only place in the collapsed shopping center intersection that can be used as a residence.’

This is an alley that I have been searching through for five years. Which alley is good for cover, this is where I can ambush, this is where I should take refuge when the shelter is taken over, etc. All the places that could become major bases in the neighborhood are in my head. When I heard in a chat room that it was located near a three-way intersection, this was the place that immediately came to mind.

Sure enough, as soon as I stepped near the entrance, a loud alarm sounded and this man came out.

Slurp-

The professor took a sip of the mushroom boiled water that Park Geum-pil had brought for tea. Bex, with a slightly nervous expression, took a quick peek and ate it and reported that there was nothing wrong with it. I quite liked the unique bitter taste.

“Okay, Mr. Geumpil. “The fact that you showed out your business card and said… I guess it means that you want to work in this area in the future, right?”

“That’s right! “I only brought portable equipment because I was moving in a hurry, but I am confident that I can make anything made of metal as long as I can bring all the equipment I used from where I was before!”

A man who shows strong pride when talking about work. The professor became suspicious of his actions.

technician. They are valuable, high-quality human resources who are capable of everything from the first step of processing materials to repairing low-level electronic products.

Five years had passed since the end of the war, and most of those who survived had already established themselves. No matter how much I thought about it, it seemed nonsensical for a technician like this to abandon the stable foundation he had built over the past five years and devote himself to a group called BDSM, which had no special achievements and was only a rumor.

Two hypotheses immediately came to mind. Either the claim that he was a technician was a lie, or he was someone who left the previous group because something went wrong.

The first thing I could see the moment I stepped into the house. A pile of miscellaneous iron and coal piled up in one corner of a fairly neatly organized house. Shovels and pickaxes that shine like new, as if they were just made. It seemed clear that the person doing this work was because they had piled up that much coal, which is not as expensive as gasoline but is quite expensive as a heating material.

As if the man had sensed the professor’s suspicions, he opened up about why he came here before asking.

“You were in an underground bunker for the rich, but things turned strange and you escaped?”

“Yeah. I was so busy repairing facilities all day that I didn’t think much about it, but rich people who couldn’t do anything productive were going crazy one after another after living in that small space for years. Because someone had intentionally destroyed the external communication device, no one knew what was going on outside, so no one knew about the end of the war or about the mutant virus. “When people realized that the building on the ground had collapsed and the entrance was completely blocked, they lost their last semblance of reason.”

“By any chance… wasn’t there another exit to the ground in that bunker? “There is an equipment elevator behind the management office…”

“Well, you really know all that… Ah! Come to think of it, the professor was also present during the recent bunker battle in Area 45! yes! There was an elevator that could take a large car up and down without a problem. The bunker management, who did not know what was going on outside and was unaware that a mutant virus had swept the world, turned off the power to the facility and crushed the elevator door with a tool, saying that this terrible virus should not be allowed to go out into the world. As a facility manager, I escaped through a vent with some of my not-yet-crazy friends.

The professor and Bex listen calmly with motionless expressions. However, under the table, they were poking each other’s thighs and making rapid-fire military hand signals.

[Ahead, ahead, ahead, passing target, survivor!]

[Sudden encounter, hideout, civilian!]

Area 45 underground bunker. Park Geum-pil was a survivor of the underground bunker in Area 45, which had long ago become a den of mutants when they arrived.

“I came out like that, and after the war ended, I was devastated that the world was in ruins, and then I was taken by scavengers and until recently I was making armor and swords according to their requests. Among the scavengers killed in the bunker battle were those I was a member of. “I became free, and while I was conflicted about where to go and how to live, I heard that BDSM had allowed me to live nearby, so I came here.”

“Then, the people who escaped from the bunker together at that time…?”

“Some passed away because they could not endure the endless, harsh labor like slaves, but those who survived are now here with me.”

‘yes!’

The professor internally clenched his fist.

How can they eat the technician they are so desperately looking for in the dome raw like this?

To be honest, even if I received protection money, I thought I would just eat up the small amount. It would be a different story if these high-quality human resources came in on their own. Even if they quietly stayed in the bunker until the end of the war, and were rolling around among the scavengers, they suddenly burst out and were swallowed by a hole.

Kukkuk-

I felt a stabbing sensation in my thigh once again, and when I glanced over, I saw Bex sending military hand signals down the table.

[forward, wrong, information]

[check. I am aware of it]

I knew that there were some lies mixed in.

‘If you really behaved like a slave, you wouldn’t have been active in the community under your own name. It meant I was guaranteed break time and had my own personal computer.’

It probably wasn’t a lie that he was captured by the scavenger. Although he was probably treated roughly at first, he was recognized for his skills, worked sincerely, and was treated fairly as a member of the company. He actively kills people and wields guns in turf disputes.

‘You said you made your choice with your own mouth. If you played the community, there’s no way you wouldn’t have known that Dome gives such preferential treatment to technicians, but you made your choice… This guy was trying to take the lead.’

[Preemption? What?]

‘A position like a founding credit gained by contributing to a newly emerging group. ‘It’s better to have a snake’s head than a dragon’s tail.’

The professor glanced at the man sitting across the table, who was looking at him with confident eyes. That attitude of lying without even blinking an eye in a fairly coercive situation with a body built through hard work. He was moderately greedy, selfish, and had a quick sense and ability to judge situations. I liked the fact that he lied and didn’t make a fuss about stabbing me. If he were a docile worker, he would have to take care of every single thing, but if he was this kind of person, he would take care of himself appropriately.

“Well, okay. pass!”

As the professor spoke while putting his business card in his pocket, both Park Geum-pil and his son, who had been looking nervous, brightened up.

“Ha, if you pass….”

“Until now, you have only listened to our child and been ripped off, but from now on, we will work as a full-fledged member of BDSM.”

Contrary to the judgment that it was a fandom that would flare up briefly and then disappear, the reputation of ‘Hero Professor Park’ did not fade easily, and people had already gathered around the house to form a community.

Turning away from this situation would only make the problem bigger. Since we already had a group of people together, we thought we’d put it to good use, and wasn’t there someone who was perfectly suited to be a middle manager right in front of us?

“Mr. Geumpil. “Aren’t you going to clean up this neighborhood properly instead of doing it in a haphazard manner like you are doing now?”

I knew the answer without having to hear it. Even before I came here, he was making too many shovels and pickaxes for me to use alone.

“Well, I have a friend who has a background in architecture! The people sitting two blocks away said they were working as a dismantler, so just ask us to do it and we will show you the results you will be satisfied with!”

Geumpil grabbed the professor’s outstretched right hand with both hands. I think his judgment was not wrong this time too.

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fantasy,