A disaster occurred at only one broadcasting station. But the aftermath was considerable.
The public service announcent originally prepared by the governnt was properly aired on other broadcasting stations, but the muddy water scattered by a single lunatic covered and ruined everything.
"The internet is in an uproar..."
Jeon Do-hyeong muttered as he tapped his phone
The miraculous speed of the developnt of self-diagnostic kits, the reorganization of the military force to select only the uninfected, the governnt agency managent system for suspected cases using automated response phones, and the quarantine asures using soldiers in protective gear.
These hopeful news had been tainted by distrust.
"Even though the quarantine facility had already banned visits, this video has made the families and various groups almost ready to raid it."
It's understandable.
They had lived without even seeing the faces of their zombie-like family mbers, but upon hearing that they were in such a pigsty-like quarantine facility, they would want to go and find them.
Of course, the result would lead to the acceleration of the apocalypse...
I suddenly felt my fingers itching.
'No, I can't lose to those bastards.'
I can't fall behind the lunatics of the apocalypse. The mont I fall behind, I'll be swept away by the waves created by others. Right now, the whole world is frantically responding to the virus spread by our CEO, aren't they?
I can't just sit still. I have to create the flow myself.
I tapped my phone, the one with the USIM card I had stolen from a cafe, borrowing soone else's Wi-Fi, and turning on a VPN, and then I wrote the posts.
- How to easily obtain firearms
- The police are treasure goblins
- The era has co where we can only trust our own power...
The essence of the posts, with slightly different titles and content, was simple.
Attack the police in groups of 2 or 4. You can obtain tasers, pistols, and bulletproof vests. Even traffic police are ard these days. Just run them over with your car and take them...
Fortunately, so of the posts beca popular. Of course, there were comnts cursing the author, but I didn't care.
I was simply sketching the old police collapse scenario in my mind.
'Jeon Do-hyeong and I alone can't even touch a police station. I need to create an atmosphere where people start moving by generating a sense of benefit or justification for attacking the police.'
Fortunately, thanks to a certain PD, the appropriate atmosphere had been ford.
I glanced at Jeon Do-hyeong's phone. The aftermath of that crazy public service announcent.
The governnt hastily explained that the place was only a temporary quarantine facility and that it was only the illegal acts of so temporary quarantine facilities, not the official quarantine facilities, but no one believed them.
And this fundantal distrust will ruin all quarantine asures.
I smiled faintly and welcod the apocalypse.
***
30 days after the zombie outbreak.
The rolling blackouts have started, and many people have co out onto the streets, and the number of infected has skyrocketed.
And I sensed the danger.
***
No matter how the world turns upside down, there's no problem if you just hole up at ho. When you watch apocalypse movies, the people who just stay at ho and do nothing often live surprisingly long, don't they?
There's plenty of food, the water is fine, and the electricity is still supplied, so it's a real paradise.
But I seriously considered going out.
'Those people are dangerous.'
Standing at the window, I saw the cult mbers who have recently been increasing their power.
The lone shouters had now beco two, three, and groups shouting loudly and grabbing people. They said to believe in our pastor, that he is a chosen one of God, and that there is salvation under him.
One of the seized citizens waved his hand.
"Hey, shut up!"
"You! The unbeliever will beco a zombie!"
"No, really!"
Even though the citizen raised a baseball bat, the cult mbers did not back down. They just glared with madness in their eyes.
In the end, the citizen turned his back and fled.
That infectiousness, that blind faith.
"Are they really fools? Why do they believe in that?"
Jeon Do-hyeong clicked his tongue. I glanced at him. To , this electric thief seed the most vulnerable to conversion.
He's the kind of guy who gets tossed around by other people's opinions.
Above all, that overconfidence in not being swayed is dangerous. I decided to give a warning that those guys are a very threatening force.
"It's possible to believe. That's why it's dangerous."
"Do you have a religion? Like the Apocalypse? Seems like they believe in the end of the world."
"No."
No, I don't believe in that. I just see religion as one of the components of society. If I had to find sothing akin to an object of faith, it would be the CEO.
But I didn't fail to understand.
"In my opinion, those cults are a ntal virus."
"...Huh?"
Jeon Do-hyeong looked at with a puzzled expression, as if this guy was saying sothing else again.
"Like the common cold or the I-virus. When ntal health is weakened, they invade and infect. So viruses can even penetrate the immune system and invade."
I turned my head and looked down on the cult mbers like an enemy. They are ntal zombies. That's why they're dangerous.
"Given ti, those church people will take over this whole neighborhood."
They will expand like a virus.
The I-virus disaster, the governnt's loss of trust due to the recent broadcasting incident, the blackouts every 3 hours, the surge in cri in society.
If the mind also has health, this is a season when it is easily sick, so these cult viruses will actively invade.
Maybe if I just hole up at ho, at so point the whole area might be filled with those church people. That ans I'll be the one isolated. My villa might even be ransacked. This is not good.
'Nip it in the bud. The sooner the better...'
*Knock knock knock-*
I ponder while knocking on the window. Scenarios to deal with the church, the pastor.
'Report to the police? No, it won't work. Even if I report the illegal activities, they don't have enough manpower to handle this kind of thing.'
Zombie luring terror? Or are there sprinklers in the church too? If I put a few zombies in the fire water tank and set it on fire during the service, it might cause a mass infection.
Arson during the blackout wouldn't be too bad either...
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"It's ambiguous."
All the scenarios are well-written until they stop. They are not completed. It's due to the lack of data.
The building structure of the church, ergency power, personnel, security system, all the missing data have poked holes in the scenarios.
"I can't do this. I have to go out and check."
"Are you to attack the church?"
Do-hyeong quickly realized my intention. But it's not enough. Too hasty.
I carefully observed the face of one of the cult mbers. My habit of observing people around to incorporate into the scenarios paid off.
Even though he's wearing a mask, I can tell. He's a resident of this villa. I also rember his voice.
I pointed at him.
"That person. Looks like he lives on the first floor. Let's go in tonight and get so information about the church."
***
The deep night has co. Rotating blackouts. The 1-hour blackouts that co every 3 hours make the night even darker. That darkness is the best friend of the looters.
I wore a mask, pressed my cap down to cover my eyes, and covered my skin with gloves, then glanced at Do-hyeong. Do-hyeong, relying on the phone's light, was also wearing the looter's uniform.
"Let's go."
Our weapons are a hamr, a hatchet, and a taser with little battery left.
Do-hyeong silently nodded, and we quietly went down to the first floor. It's deep night, so there's little movent.
I briefly saw a human shadow passing by the front door, but I didn't pay attention to it. The city is shrouded in silence and darkness due to the blackout. The people wandering around at this ti are either zombies, future zombies, or human thieves.
"..."
I take a deep breath and nudge Do-hyeong. Open the door.
Creak-
A blue lightning bolt flashed in the darkness. The pale glow faded, and the door lock slid open.
Thud-
"...?"
The door doesn't budge at all. Even when I push harder and pull, it just slightly sways.
"It's locked."
Do-hyeong whispers, stomping his feet. Just as he said, there's a key lock in addition to the door lock.
I felt deep regret. A thief. One who can open the door, unlock the door lock, and even steal the remaining fuel from the car. I really want to recruit him as a core mber, but the connection is still not there.
But even without that, I have to improvise to survive the apocalypse.
"Through the window."
If the door is closed, we can enter through the window.
We carefully left the front door. The moonlight is faint, and the visibility is extrely reduced in this world. The streetlights that would normally illuminate the streets are all turned off.
*Growl, the sound of a zombie's cry is heard from sowhere.
We crept along the villa and saw a window at a slightly higher position. The window was broken by a juvenile delinquent gang.
"Lift up. I'll open the door for you after I get in."
"...Okay."
That's how we succeeded in the invasion.
Slowly opening the insect screen, climbing over the window fra, and avoiding the sleeping person, we opened the front door and stood at the bedside of the resident with a weapon in hand.
I gently tapped his head with a hamr. The cold tal touch woke the man up.
"Wh-what? Huh?"
The drowsiness quickly disappeared from his voice. I quickly spoke before he could shout.
"That pastor. Are you the real one? If so, I want to repent and join you."
From now on, I am not a burglar. I am soone who needs the pastor's teachings, or a target to be drawn into religion and converted.
This change of position worked well with the religious person.
The faint moonlight shone on the man's eyes as he slowly got up, and a glimr seed to appear. He opened his mouth.
"He has shown us miracles."
The story of the Hope Church begins.
When the zombie crisis broke out, the pastor and other clergy one by one beca zombies, and the congregants who were collectively infected also turned into zombies.
The Hope Church, where people had disappeared, seed to be ruined, but a miraculous thing happened.
There were survivors who had escaped the collective infection and the onset of symptoms. One evangelist and a few believers. Even as the clergy and the majority of the believers beca zombies, there were still those who had not been infected.
I spoke in a bright voice.
"Then that evangelist is..."
"No, he is now the pastor, no, the saint. He has shown the miracle of warding off the virus like casting out the devil. If we believe in him, we can be saved!"
Miracle, my ass. They just got lucky and didn't get infected.
The evangelist seized the opportunity and claid to be the pastor, taking over the church.
I looked at this fanatic coldly.
"If you pray to him, the virus will pass you by, and you can even save your family who have already beco zombies."
"Really?"
My head turned sharply. He's a convert. He's already been seduced by this nonsense. He grabbed my sleeve with a sense of unease.
"Since there's this unbelievable virus, I guess miracles like that are possible too... I should at least confirm-"
"Yes! You should also et him directly! There's a service in the evening!"
"What ti is it in the evening?"
"During the blackout!"
I've heard all the information I need. Now it's ti to return to being a burglar. I can't let the convert get any more entangled. I gripped the hamr tightly.
"Unfortunately, you're seriously infected."
"But I'm not infected?"
"No. With a ntal virus."
Physical treatnt is the answer. I brought the hamr down. Crunch, I felt the sa sensation as when I had once beaten a zombie at the mart. It didn't die with one blow, so I chanically moved my hand a few more tis.
"Th-this is how you kill him?"
"Of course. He lived in this villa. I had to kill him if I wanted to take over the villa. ...Let's just dispose of the body."
I had already looted the couple's house and moved the supplies to my own place. It would be fine to leave the body in the house that I had cleared out to use as a storage.
I searched the body of the man who had just beco a corpse and found his wallet. I checked his ID, so that if anyone asked when I went to the service, I could say I was recomnded by this person.
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