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Time passed quickly and the wound on my left arm healed to some extent.

It still felt stiff and painful, but it wasn't unbearable.

At this level, there won't be much of a problem if you swing the sword sufficiently.

Even more than that, I thought about how good it would have been if I had spent that time hunting zombies and earning points, even though I couldn't even leave the house until my arm got better and I had to have sex with Seo- ah and Seung in bed all day.

Still, I had somehow improved quite a bit, so now it was just a matter of slowly gaining points again.

That's why I kissed the foreheads of the two naked women who were still asleep, exhausted from having sex with me from last night to early morning.

When I kissed her, she smiled happily and I came down from the bed with a smile as well.

It's really early in the morning, when the sun isn't even shining yet.

When I looked out the living room window, I could no longer see any zombies on the street.

I had hunted a lot of zombies around here just in case, and in the same way, Uncle Gye-sang and Uncle Ji-hyeok hunted down the zombies that appeared from time to time while I was forced to rest due to my wounds.〈 Br〉

That's why there were no more zombies around.

All that remains is the ruined city.

After briefly taking in the sight of a city that didn't look like it was inhabited at all, I immediately stopped as I was about to enter the bathroom.

If you can save water, you have to save it as much as possible, and anyway, when you go out and come back, you have to wash it because of the sweat, blood on your body, and the rotting flesh of the zombies.

"Don't wash up and just leave."

It was clear that it would be a waste of water to wash it now, so I decided to just leave like this and got dressed.

It's been a while since I rolled up a thick major book in my arms.

I missed this feeling more than I thought.

However, even if I let my guard down through the status window, I am confident that I will never be bitten by a regular zombie. Do I really need to attach something thick, uncomfortable, and heavy like a major book to my body?

Now, the defense power is not that great compared to preparing for being bitten in case of an emergency, and above all, mobility is definitely important now, so I didn't think it was necessary.

In the first place, it is clear that major books are effective in preventing attacks from regular zombies, but will not be of much help to mutant zombies.

So, I threw away the major book that was wrapped around my arm, put on my sword and gun, and left the house with a bag on my back containing emergency food, grenades, smoke bombs, and other various throwing weapons.

I felt like I wanted to see my girls off, but they still didn't want to let me out of the house, so I snuck out early in the morning.

"Hmm… ?"

As I left the front door, I found Mr. Gye-sang, Mr. Ji-hyuk, and Kim Ki-yeok gathered together, ready to leave just like me.

"Jaewon. Are you going out too?"

I wonder if Mr. Gye-sang can go out even though his arm is not fully healed yet. He was looking at me with eyes full of worry.

"Yeah. Well, I'm just staying at home and it's frustrating and I'm getting a little sore."

Honestly, there is nothing better than not being able to leave the house.

All you have to do is earn points, driven by anxiety about what might happen if you are unlucky enough to encounter mutant zombies that are much stronger than the mutant zombies you have encountered so far.

Mr. Gye-sang is unaware of this fact and thinks he is just going out for supplies and food like them.

"But how about taking some more rest?"

He was asking me if I should rest more.

"It's okay."

"Hmm… Well, I guess I can't stop him any further if he says he wants to do it."

Mr. Gye-sang added at the end, "Because he is much stronger than us," And tapped my shoulder.

"But don't overdo it. No, should we just go out on our own?"

"No. I'm comfortable alone."

Favor is good, but I'm still more comfortable alone.

Uncle Ji-hyuk, who is said to have been in the special forces, was also the one holding on to my ankles, but the manager and Kim Gi-yeok, who were worse than him, were as obvious as fire.

"Okay. Then be careful."

When the invitation was rejected, the man who didn't hesitate to offer the invitation again took a step forward while telling him to be careful.

Uncle Ji-hyuk followed closely behind him, and Kim Gi-yeok made it clear that he didn't want to go, but he followed them as if he couldn't help it.

Before we knew it, the three people had completely disappeared.

Since they had almost completed their search in this area and brought in almost all the food, water, and supplies they could find, it was clear that they would probably go quite far.

It is said that they brought almost all food, such as uncorrupted canned goods, from the large supermarket right in front of the station where they were initially based.

"Me too."

Similarly, I plan to eliminate most of the nearby zombies and go far away.

There are definitely two or three zombies at most, but nothing would be more foolish than wandering around here trying to catch a few of them.

After leaving the building and pulling out his sword, he went straight along the ruined road in search of zombies.

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It was not clear exactly how far it had moved.

Looking at the sun appearing shyly in the sky, it seemed to be around 8 o'clock, and the time I left was around 7 o'clock, so I must have walked for about an hour.

In terms of distance alone, it was a huge distance of roughly 7 kilometers.

So, because I couldn't touch it, the area was overflowing with zombies.

I don't think I would lose if I charged at the zombies bare-handed with only a sword, but you never know.

There may be mutant zombies lurking around.

So, I decided to check first to see if there were any mutated zombies or not, and moved from building to building like I did when the world first turned into an apocalypse.

Around the time I entered the shabby building with a small police box visible through the window.

A loud noise tickled my ears.

When I looked out the window toward the police box to see why there was such a commotion, I saw a doll that didn't look like a zombie at all, and a group of survivors who looked like living people to everyone hurriedly entering the police box while being chased by a group of zombies.

"Survivor… ?"

As I watched him wearing crudely made protective gear and holding a very short kitchen knife, swinging it with all his might at the incoming zombies, old thoughts came back to me.

I laughed and said there was a time when I was like that too, and I was worried for a moment.

There was absolutely no need to save them, but since I had no information about this place, in a way, they might just need some knowledge.

Therefore, there were two ways: to help and then dig up information, or to just ignore it and move on.

"Uhm… First of all… Let's save him."

I became stronger as I got stronger thanks to the status window, and no matter how many times I was outnumbered with a sword, I didn't think I would lose.

So, I decided to step forward with the thought that if they suddenly change and attack me, it won't be too late to deal with it then.

"Kehaaaaa!"

"Aaaaah! Damn it. Hurry and stop it! Kill it!"

"I'm doing it you fucking bitch!"

The zombies and survivors, unaware of my presence, were struggling to kill each other.

So, I easily stepped into the police box and swung my sword mercilessly at the zombies.

Suddenly! Suddenly!

As if cutting paper, the zombies' bodies were cut in half, drawing a clean cross section with each passing of the blade.

Even though he belatedly noticed my presence and attacked me, waving his arms around him, both of his arms he were cut off in an instant, and furthermore, his head was separated from his body and he rolled around on the floor.

In an instant, a swarm of dozens, or at most hundreds, of zombies was unable to do anything with my sword blade, and it split in half and rolled around on the floor.

There was a puddle of black blood on the street, rotting flesh was falling here and there, and a strong stench was stinging my nose.

"Uh…"

"What… Is this… "

The survivors, who had entered the police box and were arguing with the zombies across the door, immediately started to bite their swords and back away when they saw me taking out the zombies that they had been unable to do in that short period of time.

There are no more zombies. Thanks to the fact that there were no survivors blocking the door, I opened the door comfortably and entered the police box.

The survivors in the police box look at me like they are looking at a monster.

"… ?"

I tilted my head involuntarily when I noticed that, for ordinary survivors, they seemed to have a lot of tattoos on their bodies.

What can I say? I would say he is like a gangster or a gangster.

I felt something strange when there were only those people around, but… If the world were to end, people who learned sports or were involved in organizations would have a higher chance of survival than ordinary people.

Honestly, it was none of my business whether it was an ordinary person or a gangster.

No matter who my opponent is, I just need to get detailed information about the zombies in this area.