Hiding the House in the Apocalypse

chapter 11



10. Chaebol (2)

The greatest damage caused by the war was not a nuclear attack, but a shady ambush under cold water.

The Republic of Korea, which relies on overseas for almost all goods, is a structure that dies if the sea route is cut off.

When Chinese submarines attacked trade routes, Korea’s waterways were paralyzed and Korea’s economy was sentenced to death.

Wave wind could not be free from the fate of death.

However, there was a possibility that they would live a little longer than other groups.

Among the subsidiaries, there were construction and distribution as well as heavy industry and defense companies.

Is that why?

The equipment used in the operation area was more splendid than expected.

5 new armored vehicles armed with flamethrowers and 20mm cannons, 3 40kg class quarter drones capable of providing air support in case of emergency, 1 platoon of foreign mercenaries who appear to be from the US military, and 200 cheering troops armed with other personal firearms.

There weren’t too many young people.

At least, the younger ones are in their mid-30s, and most of them are in their 40s and 50s.

It is said that the person in charge of the operation was Choi Isa, and even an army colonel, but he had no experience in operations against monsters.

There was a hunter as an advisor, but of course it was a face I didn’t know, and he wasn’t even a proper hunter.

What I mean by ‘proper hunter’ is receiving systematic education and training at a ‘school’ that meets international standards, gaining experience in combat for more than a year under a proven shooter, and experiencing combat for more than a year in the gate area installed in front of the crack, and is a C-class Refers to a person who has attained a higher grade.

Like my mentor John Naenon, those who left school but quit midway are D-class and are treated as out of force in battles against monsters.

However, handling other than that power was holding the lifeline of the chaebol group that once dominated the Republic of Korea.

“I am Park Sang-min, an active member of the National Assembly and a hunter. i look forward to.”

This man with a handsome appearance like an actor is a member of the National Assembly.

Apparently, it is a so-called specialized proportional representative who entered the National Assembly as a proportional representative by claiming to be a hunter.

I don’t know how a person who isn’t even a proper hunter has the right to represent the entire hunter group, but the shiny Mugunghwa badge attached to the collar of his pseudo-military uniform looked pretty cool.

The nominal commander was Director Choi, but it was Park Sang-min who actually led the operation.

“There has been a massive zombie outbreak in this industrial area, but studies have shown that zombies have a lifespan of one month. After a month, even zombies starve to death. The reason we postponed this operation is to avoid unnecessary battles with zombies.”

He had a handsome face and a quiet, trustworthy voice, so even if he was talking bullsh*t, it seemed plausible to people who didn’t know him well.

“What do you think of the Hunter dispatched by the National Committee?”

For some reason, he asked my thoughts on every single thing, but his intentions were so obvious.

It’s trying to crush me.

It’s because I’m a hunter sent by the National Committee.

At this point, the National Assembly is their own league without any real power, while the National Assembly members hold the real power.

That bad feeling turned into a mockery of me.

That’s enough to make you laugh.

3 years at most. This is the life of a friend.

The problem is the possibility that Park Sang-min may blame me for the failure of this operation, which is scheduled to fail.

that’s not what i want

I am a person who should be quiet, alone, and live a peaceful life without contact with everyone when the time comes.

“It doesn’t seem like much to me.”

“No, you misunderstood, Senator.”

“I don’t agree at all.”

So I tackled every case.

It was also difficult not to tackle.

That’s because this guy is just talking nonsense.

“I see it differently.”

Park Sang-min also counterattacked after being beaten several times.

“Would you like to see it in 3D?”

this is his counterattack

I have nothing in my head, so I try to cover up my words with sarcasm and bullsh*t.

I ignored it and continued talking.

“If I think the zombies are going to starve to death, I shut them down. It falls into a state of suspended animation and extremely lowers the body’s metabolism. It is true that if you are active for a month and do not find nutrients, you will starve to death.

“Ah, indeed. Turn off the ant wiki.”

Park Sang-min was very rude, but the expression of the group leader watching our conversation was not very bright.

In particular, the change of the president was remarkable.

Even though he is an outsider, it is clear who is saying the right thing just by looking at the context of the words.

The climax of the argument was a dispute over the way to enter the industrial complex, which was the destination.

Park Sang-min preached that armored vehicles should be put first, and I argued the opposite.

“No, Senator. Have you ever seen shooting zombies? Have you ever heard of it? Zombies are sensitive to sounds and smells. If you drive an armored car that smells of oil and sounds like an engine, all you have to do is advertise that we are here.”

“stop!”

Park Sang-min waved his arms.

A tough aide stood in front of me and tried to cover my mouth.

I shrugged off them and continued to speak.

“It is not too late to first inspect the formation with an experienced reconnaissance team and decide the entry method accordingly. yes? As for fighting, design is 90%. 10% is individual skills. If the design is sh*t, can you win?”

“Because this bastard really wants to see you. f*ck.”

Park Sang-min’s patience was exhausted.

“Does a worm-like bastard look like a member of the National Assembly? uh? How dare you talk back to me?”

Group members separated Park Sang-min from me.

Fortunately, the person who took me elsewhere was also the purpose of my coming here.

“Are you Ji Chang-soo’s boss?”

“yes. That’s right.”

“I heard a favor from your daughter.”

“Younghee?”

Younghee.

It was an exemplary name. that woman.

I briefly explained the dangers of this operation to Ji Chang-soo, along with my knowledge and experience.

Despite being a subcontractor, Ji Chang-soo seemed to take my words seriously, as befits someone who managed a company with more than 3,000 employees.

The final blow blew away his doubts.

“Actually, I’m not D-class. I’m not proud of it, but I’m on a different level than that parasitic brother.”

But an invisible string was holding on to his heart.

“But the president…”

“What’s wrong with you, President? Honestly, isn’t it all over as a group? Continue trading? No, do you have any trades?”

Ji Chang-soo shook his head.

He shook his head, but he stared into space with the deep, serious gaze that an older person usually wears when giving a sermon to his juniors.

“Park Hunter-nim is still young, so you may not know it well, but relationships between people are not so easy to form and break. Even more so those who shared the same time and experiences with us…”

“…”

I think you know what I mean.

I too have had a similar problem.

“Besides, what can we do if we run out of this crumbling collective? Aren’t you just a mere refugee from Papungman?”

“There is a family waiting for the boss to come back alive.”

“·······”

“I have no family to wait for.”

left first.

“When I signal you, run without looking back.”

“But the president!”

“Don’t worry. The president will also do a good job.”

The outcome of the operation was obvious.

An armored personnel carrier was in the lead, and zombies swarmed.

The momentum was good.

Until you advance to the center building a wall of corpses with flamethrowers and machine cannons.

However, it soon hit a limit.

Zombies surrounded me from all sides, blocking my escape route, and to make matters worse, the one I was most concerned about appeared.

A 3-meter-tall creature made up of a gray matter surface with no luster was floating in the air, looking down at humans.

It emits a shock wave that shakes the surroundings with each release, just like breathing.

It was more like a stone statue than a living creature.

No, I would say an idol.

All the humans present at the scene looked up at the presence, seized with fear and wonder.

In silence, he grabbed Ji Chang-soo’s wrist and said.

“Let’s splash.”

It is the enemy of mankind, the monster.

Humanity cannot defeat monsters.

*

battle result.

Most of the equipment was destroyed and all mercenaries were lost.

Director Choi was also killed.

Of the 200 employees who came to cheer, only half returned alive.

Park Sang-min survived, but attributed the loss to Director Choi’s incompetence and the Papung Group’s lack of preparation.

It’s a good thing.

Ji Chang-soo is alive.

“This must have broken the chairman’s stubbornness. thank you. Thank you for your cooperation.”

Da-ram Kim greeted him with a smile, but that smile did not look very happy.

She had no choice but to arrange this.

I understand.

In a world where everything collapsed, it would have been difficult to ignore the claims of powerful individuals.

“It wasn’t very pleasant. But why did you do that? Although the inside story is roughly expected.”

“There are two playgrounds and one is ruined. The best kid in the ruined playground came to another playground, but they didn’t let him in.”

“It’s like a motherly metaphor.”

“Anyway, be happy. I won’t bother you any more.”

Daram Kim sent me an unexpected gift along with a congratulatory message.

The gift is a personal identification number.

Now I enjoy a special place in the world of military frequencies.

“But the chairman said he would see you again?”

“You don’t want to see me?”

“Apart from meeting, seniors are free. Now that person has run out of strength. I don’t even have the resources to make an impact anymore?”

What made me meet Je Poong-ho again?

Looking back, I think it was curiosity.

Isn’t it a sight that all Koreans want to see at least once to see what the end of a collapsed chaebol is like?

Je Poong-ho greeted me on the third floor of his headquarters building.

The construction elevator that had taken me to the 55th floor before had stopped operating.

In the luxurious bathroom, a dirty smell vibrated.

Je Pung-ho had prepared a meal and was waiting for me.

The main menu is steak served with truffles, and for alcohol, the finest wine called Chateau Whatsigi is prepared.

Mushrooms and booze were great, but his meat was definitely inferior to the one stored in my shelter.

“Park Hunter.”

He greeted me with a bright smile.

The face was not very different from the one I saw at the soup kitchen.

“I looked at your career. I did a background check. He was quite a big man.”

“It is now retired.”

“It’s just like me.”

Je Pung-ho’s eyes twinkled.

“You said you couldn’t deal with that swaying Lee Sang-hoon? They say they were on the same team as saviors Kang Min-min and Hye-in Na, who are now semi-legendary.”

“…”

The taste of the drink was ruined.

I heard a name I didn’t want to hear.

I succeeded in almost erasing it from my memory.

“Why did you call me?”

“Looks like you’re going to reject anything I say, right?”

“You know that.”

“To put it bluntly, I intend to challenge the industrial complex again.”

“It won’t work. Did you see it?”

“I know it can’t be done, but there are times when you have to.”

Je Poong-ho gazed with remorse at the blood-red wine glass with his particularly sparkling eyes half-closed.

“I was the son of a concubine.”

“…”

“My mother is said to be Jang Mi-sook, but she is not my mother. My mother couldn’t even leave a name. At the time I was born, the chances of me succeeding the group were 0%. But I did it.”

The light in Jehpo’s eyes darkened.

To be precise, he opened his narrowed eyes wide and received more light from the taillights on the ceiling, but I mistakenly thought that his eyes were getting stronger.

“I destroyed and trampled on everyone who stood in my way, and made my father have no choice but to choose me.”

He had the guts to do that.

“My age is 69. The time has come to try again.”

“I won’t.”

“Just tell me how. How to defeat that monster!”

I couldn’t even refuse that request.

Well, isn’t there a grace he received?

A bowl of hot soup and a glass of soju.

“······The type called a necromancer. As you can see, he mutates the dead and raises them up as zombies. When attacked, it creates a reflection field around it, but it does not reflect organic matter such as living things. Although very difficult to access. If you can get access to it, you can do something about it. And there is only one place without a station field, the size of a coin…”

Je Poong-ho nodded as if he had gone back to his childhood and eagerly wrote down my information on a notepad.

After the story, I asked him.

“Why are you so obsessed with it? Can’t you prepare enough with your wealth and connections? If you settle down in a suitable place, you will be able to protect your family and the people around you enough.”

“How could that be?”

he cried and asked.

“There are thousands or tens of thousands of employees who only believe in me and follow me?”

It seemed to me now that he knew why his eyes were shining so strangely.

He was a boss to the bone.

Leading people and making people follow them.

No, maybe he identified himself with the waves.

*

Je Poong-ho’s last challenge ended in failure.

It came as a small satisfaction that the father of the woman who spoke to me was not on the death list.

Je Poong-ho’s ambitious soup kitchen was used as a den for drug addicts, but has now been abandoned and turned into a monstrosity that no one seeks.

This is the end of the chaebol as far as I know.

Thanks to this, I was able to go from being an unpopular user for 10,000 years to a user with some potential to write a popular article.

However, it seems that Je Poong-ho’s story is not over yet.

About a year and ten months after the outbreak of the war, a picture was uploaded to the community.

Gijayangban: This is a picture I picked up from Failnet. Doesn’t something look familiar?

The photo was taken of a group of zombies.

They seemed to be active in the provinces, forming a super-large group of thousands.

But the zombie standing at the forefront is a familiar face.

Undoubtedly.

The zombie in a shiny suit was Je Poong-ho, the chairman of the Papoong Group.

While most conglomerates have abandoned their groups and settled in the citadel of a dozen or so families, this leading entrepreneur continues to lead thousands of followers through abandoned ruins.


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.