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I wanted to praise myself just for overcoming my fear and leaving the house while zombies were rampant, causing chaos not only in Korea but also around the world.

But there's something to do first, so let's hold off on praising for a while.

First, I left the door open so I could escape right away, then approached the stairs and carefully looked at the upper and lower floors.

Fortunately, there wasn't even a nose visible from the zombie.

Only after my pounding heart calmed down did I move in earnest.

There were four more rooms on the third floor where my room was.

Among them, I stood in front of the front door and gently knocked on the door.

"Hey… !"

With a glimmer of hope, I opened my mouth, earnestly praying that there would be survivors other than me.

"Is there anyone? "

Knock knock.

I took a risk and knocked on the door, but I couldn't hear any sound from inside.

If you do this and remain silent, you are either a living person or a living corpse. Wouldn't it be safe to think that there aren't even zombies?

Putting my regrets aside, I glanced up the stairs and stood in front of the front door of the next room.

Just like before, I knocked on the door and opened my mouth.

It was equally quiet here.

Really… Are you really saying you are alone?

Fear and loneliness quickly took over my entire body.

I wish that even the bullies who had bullied me in high school, calling me an orphan without parents, were in front of me right now.

"Whoa…"

The last room on the 3rd floor, as it seemed like there was no one here either. When I actually stood in front of room 304, I couldn't willingly knock on the door.

That's because if even this place is empty, it's the same as losing one little hope completely.

Still, I knocked on the door.

"…"

The results did not change.

It turned out that I was the only living person on the third floor.

Both eyes gently closed.

Warm sunlight enveloped me as if comforting me from the glass on the stairs.

I held the handle of the knife in my right hand even more tightly.

The one-room building I live in has a total of 4 floors.

If there are no people on the 3rd floor, wouldn't there be people on the 1st, 2nd, or 4th floor?

In that case, you had to go up from the 3rd floor and go to the 4th floor, or go down to the 2nd or 1st floor.

Easier said than done. I was so scared to step into a place where there might be zombies that my legs were shaking.

Still, there was nothing I could do.

To get food, you had to go outside and rob a convenience store, but there were so many zombies outside.

If so, it means that you have to find food in a one-room building.

The easiest way was to rob someone else's house.

But I don't know how to easily open the front door.

Even when I try to search, the internet is completely cut off, so the only thing I can do is to point out things ignorantly.

In that case, there was bound to be a sound, so I had to check first to see if there were zombies from the 1st to the 4th floor.

If there is.

I looked down at the miserable corpse, rotting and crawling with bugs.

Like this zombie, I have no choice but to kill it with this knife…

A stench that I had forgotten about for a moment strongly assaulted my nose.

This also needs to be cleaned up quickly.

After letting out a deep sigh, he made a determined expression.

I whipped my legs, which were shaking with fear, and decided to check from the 4th floor first.

I was constantly looking up and down, and when I got halfway up the stairs, I only focused on the top.

When the entire 4th floor hallway came into view.

"Huh…"

I let out a sigh of relief.

The 4th floor was empty.

It felt like my legs had lost all strength and I somehow managed to stop myself from falling down and stepped onto the fourth floor.

Knock.

"Are you there?"

Just like on the 3rd floor, I checked to see if there were people in rooms 401 to 404 in the same order.

There was no answer from any room and I didn't even feel like God was there.

In the end, the worst situation is having to check both the first and second floors by yourself.

Unlike the 3rd and 4th floors, the probability of zombies on the 1st and 2nd floors has increased exponentially.

My instincts told me if I had to go down.

But reason forced me to ignore all the words of my instincts and go down.

I had no choice but to pass the third floor and reach the stairs leading to the second floor.

I couldn't see any zombies at all now, but I couldn't feel safe.

I took one step, holding the handle of the knife so tightly that it felt like it would break. I took another step down the stairs and stuck my head out to check the second floor hallway.

The second floor hallway was as empty as the fourth floor.

It was fortunate.

I went straight down to the second floor, checked under the stairs, and knocked on the second floor front doors.

This time too, it was all in vain.

There was no response from the second floor either.

If so, it means that only the first floor is left.

I really didn't want to go down to the first floor.

Even if I had to go down, I wanted to go down with someone who would fight with me, but I couldn't, so I had to go down alone.

[Jaewon Han

Level: 2

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

(Skill)

Points held: 0]

The status window appeared before my eyes as if to cheer me up and then disappeared.

I smiled bitterly at that sight and took a deep breath.

With a slightly braver face, I slowly headed down to the first floor.

I passed the corner that could be said to be the final gateway and looked down the hallway on the first floor.

Fortunately, there were no zombies here either.

For the first time since coming out, I walked down the first floor hallway with a smile on my face and a lighter step.

Then.

"Kyaaaaa! "

As soon as the hideous-looking zombie hiding near the mailbox saw me, it rushed at me without even looking back.

"… ! "

I was so shocked that I didn't even scream.

I climbed the stairs like crazy.

The zombie followed closely behind me.

It was like this a week ago too. It's not some kind of déjà vu. What on earth is this?

Her determination to fight the zombies and the knife she brought with her were useless.

She somehow managed to get to the third floor, out of breath.

However, she had left the door open beforehand, but the zombies were following so closely that she had no time to go inside and close the door.

In the end, I passed the 3rd floor and escaped to the 4th floor.

This damned zombie didn't slow down her pace, as if she wasn't even tired, and she chased after her until the end.

When I climbed all four stairs and reached the hallway, I realized too late that there was nowhere to run.

I quickly picked up the items on the 4th floor and threw them at the zombie.

The first flower pot I caught floated through the air and hit the zombie's face.

Click! With a crunching sound, the zombie lost its balance and fell down the stairs.

"Kyaaaaa! "

Still, I got up right away and went up the stairs.

"Fuck! Search! "

I stabbed the zombie mercilessly with the umbrella I had set up outside.

If it had been flat, there wouldn't have been any damage, but since it was stairs, if you hit it hard enough, it would fall down repeatedly.

But zombies are already corpses.

Even if I did this over and over again, I was the only one wasting my stamina.

So I had to choose.

No. I had no choice but to fight and kill.

That is, unless you are bitten by a zombie and have no intention of turning into the same zombie.

From the beginning.

Isn't that why you brought a knife?

Isn't that why you wrapped your major books around your arms and legs?

I bit my lower lip until it blended and straightened the kitchen knife.

"Come… !"

If I don't kill that guy, I will die.

"Kyaaaaa! "

Without a moment of hesitation, he thrust his knife towards the zombie that was charging at him again.

Deep!

A knife stuck exactly in the neck.

Perhaps because the skin was rotten, the blade easily pierced through the zombie's skin.

The skin was pierced, black blood flowed, and a foul smell tormented my nose.

"Kyaaaaa!"

Still, the zombie did not stop and opened her mouth wide and pushed into her face.

"Aaaaah!"

I had no intention of being eaten obediently.

He grabbed the zombie's neck and pushed against it, pulling out the knife from her neck and this time driving it into her head.

Sigh! Sigh! Sigh! Deep!

I continued to stab without stopping until the movement stopped.

One time it got stuck in her skull and bounced off.

One time, he completely shattered his skull, which had been cracked by a previous blow.

One time, a blade went through the head of her and came out the other side.

The final blow was the one that completely cut off the zombie's breath.

Whisk.

A zombie kneeling in front of me.

The trembling hand fell from the zombie's neck.

Immediately, her zombie body fell behind her and fell helplessly down the stairs.

That's how I succeeded in hunting the second zombie.

[Jaewon Han

Level: 2

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

(Function)

Points +1]

At that moment, a status window appeared.

By catching zombies, the number of points increased by one.

Unfortunately, I didn't get any additional points for breaking the achievement again, but I had to be satisfied with killing the zombie again.

Now, we must not forget this feeling and take time to adapt.

Bang! Bang!

A loud noise that I heard late.

I frowned and forced my two legs, which seemed to have no intention of moving, to go down.

By the time I arrived at the first floor.

I guess I heard a loud fight with zombies and found a large group of zombies gathered in front of the door.

The electricity had completely gone out, so the communal front door was tightly shut, not letting zombies in, so I don't know how long it would last.

When I signed the contract for this room, the landlord said that it was made of tempered glass that an adult man could not easily break no matter how hard he tried.

For now, I had no choice but to sincerely believe that what was said was true.

Anyway, there was nothing I could do.

I trudged to my room on the third floor.

As soon as I got inside, I closed the wide open front door and locked it manually.

The full-length mirror in the shoe cabinet was showing my current appearance.

There was a lot of black blood splattered on his face, so it looked strange.

He looks like a psychopathic killer who killed countless people in a horror movie.

"Ha… "

I burst out laughing.

Haha."

In a world gone crazy. I feel like I'm going crazy too.

No, it was a world where you couldn't live without going crazy.

Being equally crazy may be the only way to survive in a world that has gone crazy.