[Cheonryuje side story] Establishing I-L (3)
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Taaang-
shot. Chen Liujie raised his head at the sudden noise, but then turned his attention back to the magazine he was holding in his hand. Anyway, gunshots aren’t that rare. Someone got angry, someone got killed.
His interest was focused on the cheap magazine in his hand rather than the common death.
A magazine I found on the outskirts of the street. It was a magazine with completely uninteresting content, such as suits and watches, but Cheonryuje was trying with all his might to capture it.
Yesterday, I was just starting to feel like I really wanted to do something. The outside world would be incomparably more glamorous than this trashy street, and it was natural for someone who didn’t know anything to get robbed or die indiscriminately, so I wanted to know something before leaving.
Taaang-
The moment he put down the magazine with the strangely torn off part of the woman and reached for the next magazine with a large snowy mountain on the cover, a second gunshot was heard.
Two gunshots. Two bullets. This is not good. If bullets were fired all at once, it could be seen as someone killing someone and then killing someone, but if gunshots are heard over a period of time, it can be seen as a gunfight.
‘Has there been a fight between the cartels?’
Cheonryuje put down the magazine and slightly lifted the cloth covering his drain. If a cartel dispute broke out nearby, I was thinking of staying away for a while. If it were like the old days, I would have been drugged and told to do whatever I wanted, and if I died, I would have died – I would have pounded on metal with the same thought. Now that I have something I want to do in my life, I thought I should avoid danger.
but. When he rolled up the cloth and stuck his head out.
“Ugh, wow! Do not come! “Don’t come, you weakling!”
“Gggggrrrrgh! Kyaaaaaak!”
“Ahhhh! Take it off! Somebody get rid of this crazy guy! “Aaaah!”
Taang! Tatang! Taaaang!
“no! I never participated in that damn drug or experiment! “I heard there are people who handled cash, so I thought I’d target them.”
Taaaang-!
Slurp.
“Experimental area 14. Sorting out the number of people who escaped from the main street. “Move.”
Countless feet and voices running through the small light on the ground. There were only crazy people brutally biting the forehead and cheekbones of fallen men, and soldiers in strange clothes randomly shooting people.
‘People are crazy. Large-scale gunfight. Dangerous.’
Cheon Ryu-je, who had sneaked back on his way out, planned to turn off the furnace and take refuge in the sewer. Because I could at least think that even if my brain was full of holes due to drugs, I would die if I left.
but. When he saw something quietly moving on his toes, Chen Liuje had no choice but to stop walking inside.
Yesterday evening, I was going through all the trash cans on the outskirts of Kracolanzia. Some were magazines from outside that were obtained by carefully examining the kindling of those who were lighting fires in drums.
In the dark and dull sewer, a magazine with vivid colorful colors seemed to be asking him for direction.
Are you really going to crawl into a sewer with no light? By any chance, have you forgotten something?
“Umm….”
This is an auditory hallucination that usually occurs when the drug’s energy runs out. Especially at a time like this.
Cheonryuje is the entrance and exit of the sewer that sways before your eyes. And in the small light in the sewer, I looked at the magazine over and over again, its bright colors blooming like a haze.
Sweet.
His choice was to pick up two knives leaning in a corner of the sewer.
“…Han Seo-ho.”
Because it reminded me of that guy who must be outside right now, frying the pieces of a sandwich in his mouth and talking passionately about the government’s clinical trials.
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Click, click, click, click
“Heo-eok, heo-eok!”
Thunder-like gunfire continued to ring through the sewer and hit my eardrums. Amid the terrible headache pounding in their heads, a few words mixed with noise flowed into the sewer beneath their feet.
Chiik-
[Area C, evacuation and quarantine have been completed.]
Chiik-
[Multiple samples occurred in District D. Please enter immediately and apply.]
[check.]
Concise dialogue and multiple footsteps moving quickly.
‘Something… is blocking it? But with the sewers empty like this… Isn’t it a cartel or a gang? ‘Someone outside?’
Cheon Ryu-je recalled how impressed Seo-ho was when he first showed him the sewer road. When he thought of a sewer, he thought of something like an earthen pipe buried in the ground, but he couldn’t think of a road so big that he could walk around with his back straight.
The road beneath the earth’s crust seemed unfamiliar to outsiders.
‘If it had been a cartel or gang battle, they would have been the first to block the sewer road.’
It was clear that the gunmen outside were people who had no business crawling under the ground.
“Ugh, uhhh….”
In the dim light of the sewer, I saw someone crouching.
Clothes stained with dirt. Thin, pale face. Spit marks.
‘He’s a druggie.’
As expected, as expected from this place, there seemed to be quite a few people who ran away from the sewers. Because the people here either ignore the noise or burrow into a dark place.
Crash.
He raised his sword, and they looked very tired. It wouldn’t be that difficult to ask about the whereabouts of Asians who can be seen anywhere on the street.
Until the fallen man jumped up like a spring and rushed at him, did Cheon Ryu-je and Seo-ho follow his advice and jump into the sewer? All I could think about was that.
“Kaaaaagh! Ugh!”
A strength that is unbelievable even for a skinny body. The dejected appearance of a drug addict with bloodshot eyes flashing and black, rotten teeth sticking out.
Cheon Ryu-je, who was thrown to the bottom of the sewer by that force, swung his fists at him indiscriminately. The knife had lost track of where it had gone.
The arm trained to swing the hammer smashed the addict’s nose and knocked out his rotten teeth, but the addict’s mouth, digging in like a wild boar, bit his shoulder hard.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
Tianliujie pushed away its forehead with his left hand, while his right hand desperately groped in the shallow water of the sewer. please. please…!
and. The moment when the sharp part of the broken tooth penetrates the flesh, and the incredible force of the teeth digs into his shoulder blade as if it were going to break.
-Fuuuk!
Feeling the solid sensation caught in the slippery texture of the water, Cheonryuje’s sword, swung without looking back, dug into the guy’s side.
Wood-duk-
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“Uuuuu!”
Feeling my shoulder being crushed, I swung it again.
Sigh!
When a person is stabbed in the stomach, he or she loses strength. This is a natural reaction for any living thing outside of the realm of will. Even under the vivid sensation of cutting into flesh, it did not fall.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
Phew, Phew! Suddenly! Caw!
chest. stomach. Lower back. neck.
The moment when Emperor Cheonryu’s sword, swung desperately as if in proportion to the pain, cut into it, and the sword he held in return dug deep into its blood-covered neck.
“Huh…. Hmm….”
The sound of air escaping through punctured lungs finally lost its power.
Tang, Tang Lang!
“Heo-eok, heo-eok, heo-eok, heo-eok!”
Cheonryuje, who was freed from the monster’s hand that was crushing his shoulder, let out a rough breath that had been trapped under the crushing pressure on his chest and pushed away the monster’s head that was stuck on his shoulder.
Occasionally, I saw guys who were drunk and acting strangely crazy. It may have been stabbed by a small knife, but even after being stabbed several times by a large blade that was close to 80cm long, it was not enough to show off its strength.
“Ugh. Ugh….”
I felt a tingling and stiffness as if his blood had gotten into my torn shoulder. I tried to think about what was going on, but my drug-damaged brain was refusing to think deeply.
Something that comes to mind right now. All I can think about is that much.
I want to go out.
It’s chaos outside. You can also go out.
But, I don’t want to do that.
Why don’t you like it? It’s hard to think. The floor is shaking like waves, the heat in my head rises, and my shoulder hurts so much that I want to rip it off.
“…Han Seo-ho.”
Ah, Asians. Suddenly, it occurred to my broken brain that he didn’t really enjoy reading magazines.
This evening. This guy carried out the plan he made while undergoing a clinical experiment and boasted that he would buy something edible with the money he received in exchange for the experiment.
Cheonryuje was looking forward to the moment when he would ask the guy what he found in the magazine.
Since he had never been acquainted with anyone, he could not express how he felt about Seo-ho.
Are you a friend? Han Seo-ho said so, but the difference between him and Seo-ho was too stark to be seen as equals. If he was like a bug crawling in a sewer, Han Seo-ho felt like the legendary bird that carries the sun by biting it.
Is it erotic? It’s not that he never coveted women’s bodies in his trashy life. That feeling didn’t even feel like a piece of iron. When he asked Han Seo-ho if he was like that, he saw that he was brandishing a knife threatening to kill him, so he was not like that either.
Awe. It’s probably most similar to this. The feeling a person living in a rock cave feels when he sees the rising sun for the first time and looks at the horizon at dawn every day from that day on. Praise or worship of existence. Gratitude for the fact that it is a living, breathing human being like him, and that the faint possibility of becoming such a being is open to even himself, whom he thought had no chance.
okay. In my eyes, Han Seo-ho was a person worthy of respect. Just because he is a human like him, he expects a new life. He is a human being who deserves to be revered.
Emperor Chen Liu picked up the knife he had dropped.
Not all people outside are the same. It may be a paradise that cannot be compared to this place, but just as there are differences between drug addicts, the people there will also be different.
So, I wanted to learn from him. If I learn about the world from his perspective, wouldn’t even he, who has been a bad person since birth, be affected a little bit? Wouldn’t it be possible to resemble that unchanging vitality?
Those thoughts made Cheonryuje take a step back. On the way to the outskirts of the street, to a place where the moans of those similar to something that had attacked him were heard.
will be alive Such a great being. There is no way that a shining being could disappear so vainly even in this garbage dump. He was the one who retained the light of life more than anyone else here, so if there is someone who dies last here, it must be Han Seo-ho.
That thought moved his toes, which were becoming paralyzed in the strange heat.
As something hot tickled his spine and brain, he swung the knife with all his might.
As if driving away medicinal energy, as if striking metal to clear a dizzy head.
Suddenly-
Sugaak!
Cheonryuje entered the sewer covered in their blood.
and. at last. A corner of the sewer. In a place where sharp gunshots pierce your ears before you can even close the manhole cover.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu….
unfortunately. I ended up finding it.
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Taang- Tu-ta-ta-ta-ta- Ta-ang-
Outside, the sound of gunshots could be heard continuously, and the sewer, as if doing its job, was absorbing the ceaseless flow of water and turning it red.
There he was, at the end of a trail of blood that stretched as if a corpse had been dragged away.
“Han Seo-ho.”
“Ugh, ugh…. Cough!”
‘….I can’t be alive.’
Even saying that he is dying would be an understatement.
Underneath his badly torn shirt, his torso twisted and torn by bullets was visible. I saw someone get shot before, and there was a big gaping hole behind the small hole. If the front is like that, the back will look like it was cut off with a chainsaw.
There were a lot of bite marks and tear marks here and there, and the pistol with the slide locked back explained how he got here.
“Ryuje… f*ck… it’s not a fantasy this time… is it really you…?”
However, Cheon Ryu-je, who had been breaking through the people who were running at him in the same condition until now, ran forward when he heard Seo-ho’s voice recognizing him.
“Cruck… Damn it… It wasn’t just a clinical experiment… Cluck!”
“Don’t talk. “If I say so…”
Chen Liuje interrupted his gasping words and hesitated, not knowing what to say. What do you say? Is the wound open? Is there more blood?
I can’t even touch it because it feels like it will collapse if I try to support it. I don’t even know how a serial killer is still alive, looking like a mangled corpse. What on earth should I say?
“…Am I hurt a lot?”
“….”
“Except for my head… I can’t feel it… I can’t even see my eyes… They ask me if I’m hurt badly…”
“….”
“….young. “I’m dumb again.”
With blurred eyes, Seo Ho read the emotions on Chen Liujie’s face and recognized his condition.
Endless despair bloomed on the face of this guy who was like a piece of iron. Perhaps it represents his hopeless condition.
It was clear that participating in the clinical trial was a mistake, but feelings of regret did not come to mind. Even though it was originally a test for a new drug. Even though it is a drug that makes people anxious enough to come to this place that is no different from the filth of the city, who could predict that it would also be a drug that turns people into crazy beasts?
It was just unlucky.
The first person to receive the injection started screaming horribly, and the soldiers surrounding the people who had been injected began throwing electric nets at them.
Seo-ho, who escaped immediately after receiving the injection and was looking for someone he could talk to, was out of range and was able to see everything that happened next.
Some people did not collapse even though the voltage was so strong that smoke came out of their skin, and they began attacking the soldiers with incredible force, and the soldiers began pouring in live ammunition without a moment of hesitation.
“I didn’t even look at zombie movies unless they were grade A…”
It’s also amazing. It feels like everything around my waist has flowed down to the bottom of a dirty sewer and only the area around my spine remains, but I can’t believe I can feel an itch creeping up my back.
With his mind becoming clearer and a strange sensation coming as if licking the wrinkles of his brain, Seoho realized that his turn was approaching.
“Seoho.”
“Well… don’t do anything that doesn’t suit you. “Those who leave will have regrets.”
Cheonryuje. He made it up as a joke without even thinking about it, but he’s a strange guy who uses it to like it.
I thought it was a relief to see some life in his dull eyes recently, but he seems to be quite a fierce guy.
Still, this is better than turning into a zombie and running towards that guy who can’t even walk due to cramps in his arms and legs, and going to the underworld in peace.
“Please…let’s do something.”
Seoho raised his finger, which I could not even tell was moving, and pointed at the sword Cheonryuje was holding, and then at himself, who was practically a corpse.
My brain is a little messed up because of the medicine, but I’m not that stupid. I’m sure you’ll understand.
“….hate.”
“a little.”
“I said no.”
“hey.”
“Why! to me!”
Seeing Cheonryuje’s eyebrows drop, Seoho laughed with blood boiling. Maybe it’s because it’s time to die, but I can see things clearly that I normally can’t.
“I lived as ‘me’ even in this trash can… Isn’t it a bit bad to lose that with one injection? “I’m kind of like that.”
“you….”
“…Do it. before it’s too late.”
I flinch.
At that moment, Seoho’s legs, which were lying around like a corpse, moved. This is impossible with his strength as he speaks every last word. maybe. Like other drug addicts, he must have been tainted by something.
His idol, who was already a corpse, was reflected in the sword he lifted with difficulty.
Seeing this, Emperor Chen Liu knew that he could not refuse Seo Hao’s request, and was in despair.
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