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"Huh… Huh…"

What happened earlier still couldn't come true.

It wasn't just people attacking people, but the shocking sight of people biting off people's skin and eating them.

Likewise, a person with a bizarre appearance who was running at me as if he was trying to eat me, and even though his face was dented inward and his eyeballs were missing due to multiple hits on his face with a hammer, he continued to run at me, making unintelligible noises, let alone screaming. It was enough to leave an indelible trauma for the rest of my life.

"Ha…"

As my heavy breathing gradually calmed down, the tension eased to some extent.

I looked around.

My room was always the same, but the only thing that was different was that the whole house was stained with flesh and blood.

This appearance seemed to remind me that it was not a dream and that everything that had happened was real.

Tiring.

Around the time I was holding my forehead, which was throbbing and painful.

A clear and cheerful sound tickled my ears.

When I raised my head and looked ahead, I could see blue windows.

[Level up! +1]

[Caught the first zombie! +1]

[Jaewon Han

Level: 2

Strength: 10▲ Stamina: 10▲ Agility: 10▲ Magic Power: 10▲

(Skill)

Points held +3]

It had the feel of a status window that you would only see in RPG games I played in the past.

"What is this… ? A zombie?"

So does that mean the person from earlier is a zombie?

Are you saying that he is a zombie infected with a virus that turns him into a zombie like himself through a limited method of biting like an animal even though he is a living corpse?

From eating people to seeing their faces caved in and their eyeballs falling out, they still move, so it wouldn't be strange to think of them as zombies.

But why does a virtual monster exist in reality? … ?

My head, which was already confused because of what had happened earlier, fell into even more confusion when I saw this phrase.

Before I knew it, I felt like I was a character in some game.

With a helpless face, I stretched out my hand toward the blue window.

Then.

[Jaewon Han

Level: 2

Strength: 11 Stamina: 10 Agility: 12 Magic: 10

(Skill)

Points held: 0]

Suddenly, he used his points to increase his abilities.

There was still a lot of distance left before I could reach, but I used the points as I wanted.

"…"

This blue window. So, seeing my name written on the status window, it seems clear that it is mine, and it moves as if it has a will.

It was embarrassing, absurd, and desolate.

With many emotions coming in at once, the status window disappeared in an instant.

This time too, I didn't even say or think about disappearing.

A status window that appears by itself, uses points at will, and then disappears.

I have no idea what this is.

"Status window… ! Status… !"

I tried my best to bring up the status window again, like a scene from a novel, but it showed no signs of appearing again.

I stared blankly at the empty space where the blue window had been before. After staring at me for a while, he suddenly seemed to say that he had found me. The status window appeared and immediately disappeared again as if teasing me.

"Ha… "

Although it was my status window, I laughed helplessly at the feeling that it was not my status window.

And the miserable, narrow studio room that I had tried so hard to ignore came into view again.

"That… When are we going to get rid of it all?"

Even if it was the flesh, it would be difficult to clean up the blood.

The zombies alone are too much for me to die, but the thought of having to clean out an additional room makes my head hurt so much that it feels like it's going to explode.

*

A week has passed since the first zombie appeared.

[Currently, the world is rapidly collapsing due to strange phenomena that have occurred not only in our country but all over the world. Even though the police and even the military were mobilized, it was not enough to stop the living corpses that appeared to be zombies… ]

Chi-ik!

Even the TV, which had given me a lot of information and helped me get through the boring and lonely times for just a week, seemed to have been cut off.

Chi-ik!

Chi-ik!

Chi-ik!

Even when I changed the channel, the same screen was filled with only loud noises.

Several channels were like this, and I thought the other channels wouldn't be any different, so I just turned off the TV.

As the TV, which was the only source of light, turned off, a rapidly darkened room greeted me.

Although it was still daytime, it was as dark as night due to the paper being tightly pasted on the window.

You never know. A zombie might see me through the window and run like crazy.

Anyway, a week has already passed in this life.

If it's short, it's short, and if it's long, it's long, but I locked myself in my room and never went out.

Up until two days ago, you could hear screams or other noises without stopping, but now there was only silence.

Even though the zombies are spread out without even a place to step.

Maybe I'm the only one alive around here.

I even went to the extreme of thinking that everyone but me had died from zombie bites.

Or, like me, you might be stuck at home waiting in vain for the military to rescue you.

But I wonder if I can hold out until then.

The last news I saw seemed to say that the current situation is still the worst.

Above all.

[Jaewon Han

Level: 2

Strength: 11 Stamina: 10 Agility: 12 Magic: 10

(Skill)

Points held: 0]

[Jaewon Han

Level: 2

Strength: 11 Stamina: 10 Agility: 12 Magic: 10

(Skill)

Points held: 0]

[Jaewon Han

Level: 2

Strength: 11 Stamina: 10 Agility: 12 Magic: 10

(Skill)

Points held: 0]

The status window wouldn't leave me alone.

It was driving me crazy because the status window kept popping up in front of me and disappearing again and again.

It's as if he's urging us to stop hiding at home and go out and fight zombies to earn points.

That's easier said than done. Do I think of this reality I am experiencing as nothing more than a game?

To me, it is a stark reality and the only precious life I have.

So, I tried my best to ignore it, but slowly I reached my limit.

"Ha…"

I took a deep sigh and opened my mouth, looking at the status window that was still blinking and disappearing.

"Okay… Okay, I got it."

With these words, the status window no longer appeared and became quiet.

As expected, they were waiting for me to leave.

"Ha…"

I decided to go out, but the fear did not completely disappear.

Nevertheless, the reason for making this choice is simple.

It was said in the news that the military, which was said to be the country's strongest force, collapsed because it could not stop the zombies.

Then, if you stay at home like this without receiving help from the military, you will inevitably starve to death.

Above all, there was no way to know that this kind of situation occurred on a regular basis, so there was not enough food to eat at home.

I ate sparingly as much as I could, but now I'm saving up the remaining amount, and if I save it again, it's about a week.

Either starve to death without any hope.

Did you go out with a little hope in your heart?

There was only one of two options.

Still, it is an option that has some hope.

"I guess I should go out…" " "

I was so resentful of the reality of having no choice but to leave.

A status window appeared as if to offer comfort, stayed for a while and then disappeared.

No matter how much I do that, it doesn't really comfort me.

While sighing continuously, I wrapped my major book around my arm and rolled it up with tape.

Since it was a thick major book, it seemed like there would be no problem even if zombies asked questions.

"I never thought I would use this in something like this."

The reason why a fresh-faced adult who had just graduated from high school would buy a major book was, of course, so that he could study at university.

She said she would work hard and even bought books for her major and studied in advance. Her hard study so far had become useless.

And the book that was supposed to fill my knowledge was reborn as a defense tool.

With a bitter smile, I wondered if books, etc., Could really function as a protective device. I tried hitting the corner of the wall just in case.

I felt a bump, but there was almost no pain, so I struck a little more boldly, and the major book only got slightly dented. There was still no pain for me.

Hereby.

"It's perfect."

Satisfaction bloomed on her face.

But there was a separate problem.

That's a weapon.

To fight zombies, you need a weapon, and the longer the weapon, the better.

However, it is unlikely that an ordinary home would have such a weapon.

The reality was that the only weapon I could hold was a kitchen knife.

It may be too short, but it has better killing power than anything else, so the choice of weapon ended here.

After completing all preparations and taking a deep breath, I opened the door.

Tiririk!

When the door lock opened with a loud noise, her heart sank.

Now I have to open the door, but I wonder if anyone heard this sound. Also, the hand holding the doorknob was shaking and pulling strongly inward, not outward, in fear of trying to open it.

Tiririk!

Soon the door was locked again.

Relieved that nothing had happened, I swept his chest and took out all the batteries from the door lock.

There will no longer be any sound like before.

I unlocked it manually and carefully opened the door again.

Bright sunlight, which I had not seen for a while, shone through the crack in the door and pecked my eyes hard.

Rattling.

It was around this time that my body felt like I was barely able to survive. The door opened as if something was caught.

I wondered what this was, so I carefully stuck my head out through the crack in the door to check, and found the corpse of the zombie I had killed a week ago.

A hideous corpse full of flies and maggots.

Now, I frowned at the stench so severe that it paralyzed my nose.

And again, as if it had never happened before, the feeling of anxiety that made me feel like I was going to jump up and rush over took over my whole body and wouldn't let go.

Still, I pushed the door open with all my might.

As the door opened, the body was pushed to the side.

I was able to get out in just a week.

Even though it was just a hallway on the third floor of a one-room apartment.