Hiding the House in the Apocalypse

3. mentor

Each has a plan.

Even perishables like us share the same idea in a broad framework, but often have different ideas in detailed practice plans.

For example, whether to contact the world after the destruction, go to extreme closedism, form a group, or survive with only a few family members and close friends.

A community of perishers who joined for a monthly flat fee of $100, ＜Viva! Apocalypse!＞ often had arguments between destructionists.

As a spectator rather than a participant in the debate, I observed that there was not much constructive debate.

Most of the debates led to boring keyboard battles running parallel lines, and eventually ended up in a property certification battle.

It’s like I’m right because I have more money, I’ve spent more money to buy better facilities, and I have better weapons.

It’s an unsightly scene, but the words of the person who boasts about money are not necessarily wrong.

More money definitely makes more preparations.

For example, the self-powered facility using nuclear power cells, which I really wanted, could never be purchased with the money I had, but to Donald Orris, who lives in the United States, even selling one yacht from his collection is a piece of cake.

Of course, money isn’t the only persuasion.

An individual’s strength, career, and ability are sometimes more persuasive than wealth.

There is a man here.

Community ID: John_nenon

Commonly known as John Naenon. I am Korean.

There’s no reason why he’s special.

Jon Naennon is a pro hunter.

A hunter is a guardian who hunts monsters in front of a monster den called a crack and protects humanity. To become a hunter, you must pass very strict qualifications and tests.

In other words, it can’t be anyone.

In addition, hunters have much stronger fighting power than ordinary humans and have access to more confidential information than ordinary people due to their profession.

However, even in the occupational group called Hunter, there is a grade, but Jonnaenon has not certified what grade he is.

All he authenticated was a pro hunter license.

Well, that alone is an absolute certification in the community of doomsday gossips.

Seeing that the wealthy friend who was arguing with John Naenon lowered his tail as soon as he saw the Hunter certification.

The reason for mentioning this friend, John Naenon, is not just his hunter license.

Jonnaenon had a survival philosophy almost identical to mine.

In particular, it seeks permanent survival by establishing a large-scale survival facility in a place that is accessible to a large city but is isolated from human access.

He was a man with a lot to learn.

When the underground air-raid shelter he made at the most money became a breeding ground for mold due to groundwater leaching and condensation, he posted a post about how to remove mold, why cement putty is better for floor construction than lime putty, and how to manage groundwater according to the type of aquifer. I was able to gain a lot of knowledge that became my blood and flesh.

The idea of building multiple dummies instead of relying on a single shelter for long-term survival also matched my thoughts.

In particular, the idea of lightly cleaning the intruders by pressing a button in the main air defense shelter when the dummy air defense shelter was occupied by the enemy by installing a large amount of explosives or booby traps that can be detonated remotely in the dummy air defense shelter was excellent enough to hit the forehead.

On top of that, he has extraordinary knowledge, kindness in answering questions kindly, and the prestige of being an active professional hunter.

It was a natural result that Jonnaenon became a popular figure in the community, especially among Korean users in the community.

But he wasn’t perfect either.

He always put [John Naenon] in the foreword to every post he posted.

For example:

[John Naenon] Necessity of low milk for long-term survival (3)

[John Naenon] The omakase I just ate hahahaha

[John Naenon] (Confidential) China’s electric wire situation as of 2023

[John Naenon] It’s tonight hahahaha

I didn’t understand why he was doing this, but his posts were high quality and professional.

But he too gradually changed.

The first thing that changed was the community itself.

As the signs of destruction gradually became visible and more people, especially Koreans, began to appear in the community, strange signs began to appear. People who were jealous of Jonnaenon, who had unrivaled popularity and influence in the community, appeared.

At first, a small number of people disliked the discussion in a passive, so-called round-about way.

Instead of openly tackling his information, it was a way to attack his information by presenting a different point of view.

Except for the heading [John Naenon], the man I thought I shared was acting differently than I thought.

Perhaps he felt a sense of belonging to a community that had no meaning, and he showed his behavior to be conscious of public opinion, and finally revealed his face.

Up until now, he had indirectly appealed for his well-exercised thick arms and strong chest muscles with thin T-shirts, etc., but the reason why he revealed his face was obvious.

is not to be fooled.

However, his impression was that he looked naive unlike his rugged body…

Is that why?

The reaction within the community became even colder, and people who publicly attacked him appeared frequently.

The main repertoire is the Hunter rank of Jonnanon.

It is true that John Naenon is a pro hunter, but he is a D-rank hunter, the lowest among pro hunters.

In some cases, his real name was even circulated.

According to him, Jonnaenon’s real name is Gussanghyo.

Jon Nannon, already a community star, tried to break through instead of giving up his status.

Community Viva, a perisher that shines for a monthly flat rate of $100! Apocalypse! It held a meeting for Korean users.

An important construction work had just been completed and a new plan was in the process of being conceived, so I attended the meeting to get advice.

There were ten people in attendance at the doomsday meeting.

The age range was diverse, but I remember that there were quite a few people in their 50s who were financially able and had energy left.

Those in the middle, the 30s and 40s, accounted for the largest number, and there were especially many professional jobs that were “buying” them.

There were a few people in their 20s like me, but unlike me, they seemed to have joined the community to satisfy their curiosity rather than to prepare for destruction in earnest.

It was late autumn and it was quite chilly, but Jonnaenon was wearing only a thin sweatshirt.

However, it seemed like the two sizes were small, so the sweatshirt seemed to be about to explode, but the tight-fitting fabric showed off John Naenon’s usually proud muscles.

Receiving everyone’s eyes at once, John Naenon introduced himself.

“I am Gu Ssang-hyo, the current hunter.”

Four out of 10 attendees clapped, and I was one of them.

The meeting place, to be honest, wasn’t very great.

It was a meat restaurant that went for cheap taste rather than taste because it was wild meat.

Organizer John Naenon boldly ordered 9 servings of all-you-can-eat pork belly.

I don’t eat because I’m on a diet.

However, when the owner said that each person must order one serving, he reluctantly ordered one serving.

Despite being on a diet, he ate more alcohol and meat than anyone else.

Anyway, the country of origin of the meat was varied, such as Belgium, Germany, and Chile, and the taste was exactly what you would imagine in an all-you-can-eat restaurant.

Members in their 40s and 50s who looked like they had some money left midway.

Jon Naenon didn’t care.

On the contrary, he put on a happy face and gulped down a glass of soju, unpacking the package of stories he had prepared in advance.

“Soon there will be a war. China is going to start a war. The party is blocking it, but now inside China is sh*t. Because there are too many cracks, castle-by-castle evacuation is underway. In addition, they said that the party was divided and that it was impossible to control from the center…”

Jonnaenon’s information was at a level that any professional hunter would know, and even that was about half a year slow.

It was estimated that he did not have enough personal connections or authority to access key information.

Well, that’s probably a good thing.

Because I expect something else from John Naenon.

“Here, Sir John. There’s something I’d like to ask you. ”

As for me, I am a long-time supporter of Jonnaenon, and I always clicked likes on Johnnaenon’s posts.

“Who are you?”

“My nickname is SKELTON.”

“Ms. SKELTON? Oh~.”

A bright smile appeared on John Naenon’s innocent face.

“You want to build a yugo? I have a boss I know well. May I introduce you? What level do you want? Like a gas station?”

Finger labor has not been betrayed.

John Naenon not only answered my questions faithfully, but also introduced me to a network of people who would support the illegal construction.

Despite his light-hearted side, he was a pretty nice guy.

Thanks to Jonnaenon’s connections and information, my hideout was able to take a leap forward.

Apart from that, the first Jeongmo was a great success for Jonnaenon.

Users who directly dealt with him wrote friendly comments, and Jonnaenon’s reputation increased even more.

I joined the procession of compliments, albeit weakly.

SKELTON: In real life, John Naenon, you are more powerful. He’s really a man, but he’s wild enough to make you fall in love with him!

John Naenon liked my post.

After that, there were several roundups.

Rather than Jeongmo, should I call it a fan meeting?

The evaluation of Jonnaenon was getting higher and the number of participants also increased exponentially.

At the last fan meeting I participated in, more than 80 people gathered.

At the last meeting that day, I was sitting in a corner seat where I couldn’t even see the discussion, and talking nonsense with people I didn’t know.

There was nothing more to learn and there was a mountain of things to do, so it was time to think about not going to the fan meeting this time.

A drunken John Naenon came up to me and beckoned me.

he called me outside

“Lord Skeleton.”

John Naenon looked at me with shaky eyes and said.

I waited for his words, puzzled because it was something I wouldn’t normally see.

“Are you a Hunter by any chance?”

“Me?”

“I think I saw it somewhere.”

“is it so?”

I pondered for a while.

to tell the truth or to lie.

“hmm. To tell you the truth…”

It was before I even finished my words.

A group of people rushed out of the store, passed me, and gathered around me like a cloud.

“rectangle. What are you doing? I got a call from the broadcasting station!”

“A reporter wants to interview you?”

These are Jonnanon’s newest big fans.

As drunk as they were, they looked back and forth between me and Jonnaenon.

“rectangle. Do you have something to talk about with this person?”

A man asked, staring blankly at Jonnaenon.

Surrounded by fans, John Nannon stared blankly at me.

“…”

His lips seemed to open slightly, but then closed tightly.

John Naenon went into the store with his fan.

that was the last one

I haven’t met him since then, and I rarely access the community.

It was a year before the outbreak of war that I reconnected with the community.

“hmm?”

While drinking coffee and looking at the monitor, I tilted my head.

I don’t see any posts about John’s discussion.

wiped clean

Dozens of informational texts, as well as thousands of diary entries, disappeared as if they had been washed.

Soon I found out why.

After I stopped going to Jeongmo, another group attacked Jonnaenon.

Unlike the shadowy and blunt attacks of the previous ones, the new attacker wielded a deadly weapon.

Anonymous 338: My rice paddies are the cubs, European bulletin board information.

John Naenon’s information article, which boasted vast knowledge, was not his own work.

He stole the text of a French user active on a French bulletin board and posted it as if he had written it.

It went undetected when there were few people, but as the number of people increased and people with good eyesight gathered, the conduct of the discussion was revealed.

The fall of Jonnaenon, who was the king of the community, was terrifying.

Numerous accusations poured in and his fans turned their backs on him.

I was looking for posts from that time.

RokaGG: I’m disappointed, John Naenon…

RKKArA: I saw the false statements of the person who did the pro hunter pull-up.

Anonymous 82: Kaaa!!!!

Doyourbest321: How will you take responsibility?

Hasanius: Kill yourself, f*ck me~

There was a real storm of criticism.

According to the story heard, Jonnaenon let out a short, thick roar instead of protesting against numerous suspicions and accusations or claiming innocence.

John_nenon : don’t worry

Nothing is known about Jonnaenon’s fate after that.

I have heard rumors that the area he was in was devastated, but I have not heard that he is dead.

According to one theory, there is a saying that a communication believed to be Jonnaenon was caught recently.

Excuse me, is he dead?

Or is it fighting for survival in another distant place?

Sometimes, whenever I pump oil from the storage tank, I think of that man.

At least for me, I respected it…

He was a great mentor.