Hiding the House in the Apocalypse

28. Seonbi (1)

Man is said to be a cunning animal.

I am not very different from others.

When the toothache disappeared, I fell into boredom like a swamp again. I endlessly refreshed the bulletin board, snooped on popular posts, and was obsessed with the question of why I couldn’t do it, and I passed the time like homework.

If you talk about the topic of recent bulletin board, it will definitely be the resurrected scholar.

The guy who used to make strange noises now started talking to people.

SUNBI: When I was wondering why the text was written strangely, I made the keyboard strange. What is the three-course meal? how? Old bastards also seem to use their keyboards strangely.

One person’s death would not be much better than another, but the scholar’s death could be interpreted in various ways depending on the perspective.

But no matter how you wrap it up, it is true that a woman was involved in the death of the scholar.

Is that why?

SUNBI: Oppa, how are you guys?

The scholar turned into a woman.

The face in the blurry photo, taken at a so-called handsome angle in a stale air-raid shelter, was that of a young girl in her mid-to-late teens.

SUNBI: Aren’t you guys AI or something like that? Are you a real person?

The bulletin board flipped over.

It’s been a truce lately, it’s been a quiet winter without pioneers coming.

Besides, the new scholar was a so-called user who knew how to attract aggro.

SUNBI : Sunbi makeup in progress~

SUNBI : Sunbi is hungry

SUNBI: Where did Sunbi come from? If you’re curious, would you like to come and see?

SUNBI: I live near Sunbi Pyeongtaek. Do you have an older brother who lives nearby?

If it had stopped at this level, it might have been better.

The reaction on the bulletin board wasn’t too bad either.

unicorn18 : Sunbi-chan~ Show me more of your face. no more pictures?

Anonymous 848: I’m also in Pyeongtaek (Nunchi)

DragonC: Hmm.

keystone: today’s lunch certification (feat. beef)

Anonymous 458: Sunbi is ugly

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For some reason, I wasn’t particularly interested in this topic.

After drinking a cup of coffee and thinking about it, I felt like I knew the reason soon.

It is antipathy.

It seems that he did not want to see a person who did not silently prepare for the future, pointing the finger at society in preparation for destruction like us, calmly and free riding in the hall of destruction.

Dentist Kim, whom I met a while ago, must have contributed to such an idea.

I wasn’t the only one who felt the resentment.

No, there was someone else who truly hated it.

that’s just the sage

Seonbi soon revealed to us what kind of person he was.

SUNBI: You guys are such assholes keke

There were several people in the photo.

three men and two women.

All of them are young faces in their mid to late teens.

SUNBI: The country is perishing, but they don’t fight, they don’t help others, they only promise to eat well and live well by themselves. Did you go into a hole like a rat, pile up food, clothes, and things to burn?

they were strangers

They were different from us from the start, and even after meeting us, they ridiculed and cursed us, and they could not be mixed with us.

It is also true that the different age groups fueled the collective sense of heterogeneity.

The only action bulletin board users could take against this stranger was collective ignoring.

However, the sophisticated grammar of bulletin board users called collective ignorance is a language that strangers do not know.

SUNBI: Found a frozen body today (feat. A happy family)

SUNBI : Hanging corpse.jpg (feat. Legion)

SUNBI: Go see the cute baby

SUNBI : Puppy and family

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The stranger plastered the bulletin board with the pictures he took, not caring about the group’s disregard.

Each has its own title, but the content is the same.

It is death.

A cute baby picture is the corpse of a frozen baby, and the corpses of people who have dogs and their families too.

There was only miserable death in his pictures.

SUNBI : A woman who died of gang rape and her husband who was hanged.jpg

I happened to see one of them.

“…”

What the new scholar wants to show us is not just a disgusting corpse.

What he really wanted to show was beyond the corpse.

What we know, but don’t want to know, what we don’t want to see.

That is, the specific reality of the period of destruction.

Sunbi: disgusting babies. People are dying like this and they flirt in places like this ㅋ Is it fun? huh? Is it fun when the world is ruined?

This stranger’s actions lit a fire in the hearts of users in a true sense.

Dies_irae69 : Who’s going to kill the scholar?

What Seonbi revealed was not the only truth we had ignored.

The new Seonbi revealed our true nature.

Anonymous 848: Shall I help out?

Anonymous 458: m9 was cute. I have to kill that one.

ROKA_hun: It’s the Nunting Oil Field, can I go too?

keystone: I want to go too, but there are a few kids outside. Almost all of them froze to death, but it bothers me~

chouchou: I’ve only been eyeing it for a while, but I’m going to gather up the courage and write it down. What will the woman do?

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The bare face of us, the perishers, hidden behind a pleasant nickname.

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The atmosphere of the community, where similar things flowed in different directions and collided with each other, formed a huge flow with the appearance of a stranger.

Foxgames : It’s hard to believe that a fake scholar lives in Pyeongtaek. If you look at the last article, the real scholar lived in Gwangju, Gyeonggi-do.

Anonymous 242: Gwangju will be right. The original Seonbi’s old cherry blossom photos were taken from the lower part of the new town. Could it be the forest in the lower town?

ROKA_hun : I have some ammo, so I’ll take it. Would 100 feet be enough?

What made them act so aggressively?

I vaguely know.

Should we call it a sense of belonging or, more sophisticatedly, a sense of solidarity?

The antipathy I felt when I first saw Seonbi might be one of those collective consciousness.

Why, because I like this community and value our users.

Anyway, at the end of a quiet winter, the bulletin board was filled with more heat than on a hot summer day.

It’s because the stranger has been holding on to the most prestigious user on our bulletin board.

SUNBI: Did you draw this as a manga? I couldn’t draw sh*t. what? Remnant? f*ckin’ sh*t

SUNBI: Even if I draw it, it’s an idiot. give birth to you

“?”

Why are these guys imitating me?

Are they really friends who can’t tell the difference between birth and sickness?

Anyway, the Seonbi’s actions poured fuel on the bulletin board, which was not well liked by the public.

Anonymous 424: There are suspicious movements of soldiers on our side, so I can’t support you directly, but I will cheer you on.

tntn_Orthopedics : Even when young kids cross the line, they cross it severely. I think you know where Seonbi lives.

berkut_break : Soulless humans fed by materialism have given birth to hideous creatures like them. Even if there had been no war, those things would have walked on the same rails. They are creatures taken from a dying factory.

Even users who were not interested in community topics or rarely wrote articles condemned the new Seonbi.

Now the flow is unstoppable.

The scholar must die.

That is the will of the community.

Numerous users expressed their willingness to join, and authentication photos appealing to combat power such as guns, muscles, and equipment lined up.

In this torrent, I took a step back.

I just watched the situation with some surprise and interest.

I suddenly had a thought.

What will Melon Mask say when he sees this?

He even foresaw that the community would not properly function as he wanted and would become a pastime for entertainment.

In the welcome video provided when the satellite equipment is opened and the community is first entered, Melon Mask did not leave out the word of encouragement to enjoy it to the fullest even if the world perishes in moderation.

However, even the owner of that brilliant insight would not have imagined that the community he created would be used as a place for collective sanctions.

Even though his leash is tightened like this, the new scholar is still mocking us.

SUNBI: What are the crooks doing? Are we stronger when we unite? I’m screaming and I’m going to sleep. Come on. I’ll strip you naked without even seeing blood and then spray you with water to kill you.

SUNBI : Certification1.jpg

SUNBI : Certification2.jpg

SUNBI: Why are you not talking? Are you all scared?

The reason I joined this trend was not to kill the Seonbi.

There was a request from Defender.

Message from Defender: Sorry, there are soldiers hanging around my block lately. Can’t you go instead?

SKELTON: Do I have to? can’t you go I don’t like wearing both.

Message from Defender: It’s kind of dangerous to be honest. Legionnaire bastards, in Seoul they pretend to be scholars, but the bastards who are not the main unit have already turned into looters.

Message from Defender: Be careful too. There are two of us, but you are alone, right?

A gloomy future was unfolding in Defender’s writing, which was completely devoid of laughter.

A group of soldiers turned into marauders.

Could there be a more realistic horror than this?

Defender promised to provide a summary of the information he obtained when this task was completed.

Perhaps that information was obtained by catching soldiers and interrogating them.

SKELTON: Don’t do anything dangerous.

Message from Defender: Well, if you don’t hear from me for a week, think of him as dead and pray for his soul.

“…”

it’s a quiet winter

It seems that it was my own misunderstanding.

Even in this silence, the destruction of the world was progressing one after another.

While we don’t know, doing what we have to do one by one.

It occurred to me that maybe this collective action in our community might be a sign of collapse.

Before leaving the shelter, I checked the community.

SUNBI: When are you coming? Bastards!

SUNBI: Why are old bastards so talkative? Do you think all the idiots who were beaten up all through school got braver now that they’ve gotten older?

iamjesus: If you are slapped on the left cheek, turn the right cheek Matthew 5:39

SUNBI: Shall I just go find it? Shall we search for it from now on and catch and kill them one by one?

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The scholar was still mocking us.

However, seeing that the intensity and number of criticisms have increased compared to before, it seems that it is not just a simple mockery.

It seems that they also vaguely noticed.

That this community they accidentally discovered is not a very easy place.

A large number of adults are willing to take risks by leaving the air-raid shelters to kill immature boys and girls.

I have no intention of denying that I am one of them.

Even if you don’t intend to kill, you join the killing party.

In fact, if that group of scholars were in fact a group of high-skilled marauders and had dug a death trap for us, I would gladly join them in killing them.

Because that’s what Defender asked for.

I packed my equipment appropriately and headed to the assembly point.

At the assembly point, there were already groups of people, each with their own firearms and equipment, gathered in twos and threes.

Although there are many of them, this side also has guns, so when I appeared, four or five people who arrived first looked at me at once, and some even put their hands on their guns.

“nickname.”

A man with thick sideburns and a large scar on his cheek glared at me with bright eyes.

“Skelton.”

“ah. Are you Mr. Skeleton?”

“That one?”

“It’s Dies Irae Sixty Nine, please call me Dies Irae or Dies. To be honest, I haven’t been active much, so I’ve heard of it, and it’s a nickname I came up with without thinking.”

Dies Irae.

This person proposed collective sanctions.

He didn’t seem very interested in me.

All he was interested in was my gun.

“oh. It’s made in China. Where did you get it from?”

“Somehow. Shall we call it the dark route?”

“okay. Do you have a lot of combat experience?”

“Not too many.”

“Then step back and watch. We’ll take care of everything.”

After waiting for a while, users gathered at the corner of the street one after another.

Each time, Diesirae stepped forward and personally confirmed his identity.

If there is a traitor, he may be the first to die, but he has the guts.

The users all came from the west.

To be precise, they came from the west, leaning towards the south, but not a single person came from the east.

They gave Diesirae nicknames whenever he asked for his identity.

“Anonymous 848.”

“Rocca Hunyo.”

“Intense.”

“Anonymous 1001.”

There are friends I see often on bulletin boards, and there are people I don’t.

The age range was evenly distributed from the early 30s to the early 60s.

There were almost no people in their 20s, but I couldn’t see the faces of people in their early 20s or even their mid-20s.

They were probably in their twenties when they prepared for destruction, but now, two years after the war began, they must all be in their thirties.

like me

The total number of users gathered at the scene was ten.

Not a small number.

To be honest, I didn’t expect it to come this far.

To that extent, the new scholar has properly scratched our wrath.

But there is one more.

There is a sense of presence that can only be felt on the spot.

It is correct to hold a meeting to honor scholars.

But there was one more thing.

Eyes constantly searching each other.

Words that ask each other’s condition politely but carefully.

An appeal to the bitterness of the status quo, particularly loneliness and growing threats.

Numerous metaphors that mean a group or organization.

Diesirae made clear the nature of this gathering.

“Everyone, let’s finish and exchange information. Isn’t that what everyone gathered for anyway?”

The organizer himself made clear the hidden purpose of this strange assembly.

Bringing the network of people on the bulletin board to reality.

Perhaps that is another purpose of this strange gathering.

“Now then, let’s kill the scholar first, right?”