Kim Hanna was frustrated.
“Where’s the Guild Master? Why are we the only ones stuck here?”
“I don’t know. Move that desk.”
“I don’t want to set up barricades! I don’t want to nail wooden planks to the windows! Ugh! This isn’t the kind of collaboration I imagined!”
The four won, sweat pouring from their faces, wore work gloves and were moving furniture inside the building.
The windows that zombies could crawl through were nailed shut, and they fortified everything to remain as inconspicuous as possible.
The plan to be noticed by Guild Master Ha Eung Eung and have their skills recognized, maybe even thinking they might be seen as sothing amazing, was completely shattered.
Public service job synchronicity 100%, LOL
How did she get such a fitting job for herself?
Typical of a failure.
The viewers’ reactions were starting to get under Hanna’s skin—was it because they wanted to see an idol trainee or a carpenter?
Their teasing was making her feel even worse.
“Stop whining. Don’t you feel embarrassed in front of Ji-su and Ji-yeon?”
“Tch. Who’s playing around alone? I wanted to show my pretty side, but all I’m doing is struggling.”
Both Ye Ji-su, who had been silently working, and Ju A-young, who had scolded her, silently agreed with that sentint.
Where in the world do you have a show where four won are spending an hour just doing carpentry and setting up barricades?
In a world where this kind of thing was common, sothing had to be terribly wrong.
“Don’t say that. Survival is important. If the barricades fall, we won’t be able to sleep peacefully, even at night.”
There are people who can accept even gas like this without any resistance. Cha Ji-yeon was one of them.
Whether you call it adaptability or being so scared that the ga’s imrsion becos intense, she wasn’t sure.
“I wonder if Mom is doing well? I don’t think she’s in the city. I’m worried if she’s eating well. Should I send her another text...?”
“…Ji-yeon, you already seem like a resident of this world.”
“Hanna thinks so too.”
Ye Ji-su and Kim Hanna, who had been together since the beginning of Zombie Hazard, couldn’t understand Cha Ji-yeon’s feelings.
She had been alone, thrown into the strange zombie world.
The virtual relationships given to her, the presence of her mother helping her overco fear, and the sa sense of stability that Ju A-young gave her—these were important to Cha Ji-yeon.
“Ji-yeon’s mom is watching TV at ho, huh.”
“Just leave it. If you keep thinking like that, you’ll drain her energy and make her feel helpless.”
Ye Ji-su’s comnt made Hanna reluctantly nod. She was always the energetic one, but she had to consider Cha Ji-yeon’s sensitivity.
The fervent filial piety burning like a furnace, the emotions bubbling over—how could she not understand?
‘I envy her. I wish I had a mom too.’
Ju A-young disliked the random human relationship settings in Zombie Hazard.
She, who had grown up as an orphan, was given a useless man, while Cha Ji-yeon, who already had a family in real life, was given another mom.
The society that felt this kind of parental inequality was surely very wrong.
‘Is Unnie okay?’
Looking outside from the building, seeing the streets filled with zombies, sent chills down her spine.
Even with martial arts training, there was no way to handle such overwhelming numbers.
Just the zombies visible on the streets alone probably numbered in the thousands. If you count all the zombies in the area, it could easily exceed tens of thousands.
“What do we do now?”
“Right...?”
The four of them had just finished setting up the barricades.
At Ye Ji-su’s question, Ju A-young, drained of energy, slumped against the wall, exhausted.
Cha Ji-yeon, still concerned about her virtual mom, was pressing her phone anxiously, writing another ssage.
“Hmm.”
Kim Hanna, sitting with her back against the wall like soone sinking into hot spring water, made a relaxed sound.
Her feet, like a cat’s tail, tapped the floor, and her eyes reflected nothing but boredom.
Is this a gathering of the defeated?
#Dystopian
The tension is apocalyptic, LOL
Soone say sothing.
Are you all asleep?
“Ugh, this is so depressing. What is this atmosphere?! Hanna can’t live in this gloomy mood!”
“Then do you want to leave?”
“That’s not it.”
Suddenly getting polite, LOL.
How could she leave, LOL.
Ju A-young gave a sideways glance at the lively Hanna.
Kim Hanna, unfazed, got up abruptly.
“Our next mid-mission is a dance battle, you know? Hanna’s going to practice here!”
Shouting with enthusiasm, Hanna untied her tie, threw off her police shirt, and unzipped her skirt.
“Hey, are you crazy?! This is a broadcast with so many people watching and you’re suddenly undressing?!”
Ju A-young grabbed the skirt that was slowly falling from Hanna’s hips, lifting it up.
But unexpectedly, the words “Contestant Number 100 Kim Hanna” were boldly written on her stomach, stealing Ju A-young’s attention.
“Hehe. I wrote it with magic on my belly. What do you think? Pretty smart, right?”
“Wow… seriously… you’re amazing...”
“Right? And you don’t need to hold my skirt anymore~ I made sure I’m wearing sothing underneath, okay?”
Over the untied shirt, there was a long-sleeve crop top covering her arms and chest. Below the falling skirt, she wore dolphin shorts that barely covered her hipbones.
A sensual yet almost dizzying outfit, just short of exposing anything.
Kim Hanna, is she a goddess or what?
My pick from now on is Hanna.
Hanna is the best! Hanna is the best! Hanna is the best!
Die, guys, LOL.
I can’t handle crop tops and dolphin shorts.
Belly graffiti, wow!
Wow, really eye candy!
Is this voluntary exposure for real?
I’ll never forget the contestant number 100 Kim Hanna on her stomach.
The viewers’ reactions were explosive.
Kim Hanna’s viewer count skyrocketed from 3,000 to 7,200 in real-ti.
Considering that she was competing with the Silent Swordsman for viewers at the sa ti, this was a remarkable achievent.
“Ehh, ehh! Yap, yap!”
The problem was that despite her amazing body and the attention she was drawing, her dancing was rated a asly 52 out of 100.
LOL
Sothing’s off… but not in a good way.
How can you show your belly button and not be sexy?
“I told you it was practice, practice! I can do it well if I practice!”
Why are you practicing for us?
Show us once you’re done practicing.
Kim Hanna stubbornly ignored the chat and continued practicing her dance.
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