Chapter 522 – 522. San Francisco 2
I look back on more of the woman’s memories.
Two days ago, three days ago, four days ago… But nothing particularly changes.
I guess my daily life is monotonous because I’m a housewife.
It’s okay. Stop looking at the woman and then look at her husband.
My husband’s memories are not much different.
I leave early in the morning, get in the car and head to the outskirts of the city.
A place that seems to be a man’s workplace. Office. There, I prepare various things, get back in the car, and head out to the outskirts.
It looks like a housing complex… It seems like an almost empty house. The houses are in strangely bad condition.
Moreover, some of them have been pushed cleanly. It looks like it’s probably being dismantled.
That was the man’s job. Dismantler? What should I say? Anyway, if you do this, are you a construction company?
It’s not fun to look at the work, so skip skip skip. A man who is already home from work. After arriving home, there are many parts that overlap with the memories of the woman from earlier.
The man has nothing more to see. It’s more monotonous.
I also see previous memories. After all, similar daily life. He continues to destroy houses in the neighborhood and find useful items.
But I discovered something unusual. A man entering a place like city hall.
It looks no different from City Hall right before the world collapsed.
I think everyone wouldn’t feel uncomfortable if they just had a smartphone in their hand.
At city hall, you meet someone they call a supervisor. Talk about something related to permission while looking at documents that look difficult.
The government… It works?
City Hall is a government agency. And receiving permission for something ultimately means that it is being managed.
Well, I saw it in a woman’s memory. A lot of money is being spent.
Okay. I don’t know much about economics, but I can tell for sure that I’m spending money.
In this ruined world, the fact that money, or dollars as I know them, are being used as is meaning that someone is guaranteeing the monetary value of that money.
And of course that would be the government. White House. How can these crazy people do that?
I still don’t understand. How is this possible?
Having seen it in SG City, I understood that society can be maintained without people falling into panic.
Okay. It’s not impossible.
Of course, SG City is said to be a small city with about 500,000 people, but it is operating normally.
A city that SG Group is doing its best to maintain. Yes, a large company can maintain a city of 500,000 people.
So then, can the United States government maintain the country in such a ruined world?
So peacefully, without any problems? It looks like a strange mixture of the 21st century and the 80s?
I search through the man’s memories from 5 years ago. There will be memories of that day.
Of course, the further you go into the past, the more your memories become blurred, and you often can’t see them clearly, so I’m not sure what’s going on, but I’ll check it out first.
Memories that remain fragmentary. I guess so. No matter how much time passes, the powerful memories of that time cannot disappear.
A message appeared before my eyes. A puzzled look. And dead smartphones, TVs, and other communications.
But strangely calm. The sound of an accident outside is heard, and the man hurries to take care of his family.
It’s like an early scene from a disaster movie.
A man who constantly looks around and tries to understand the situation. A woman in confusion holding her son.
A son who is much younger than he is now.
And although my memory has been greatly interrupted since then, I can still know what happened to some extent.
To them, the message that the world was ruined felt like a hurricane.
There was panic at the time, but it was only a moment.
After the confusion passed, people quickly began to gather control.
There weren’t many accidents that occurred outside.
As drivers over the age of 70 suddenly disappeared, empty cars crashed into houses and stores.
And the empty seats of the elderly who disappeared from each home. However, this house was not that chaotic because there was no such old man.
Just check the situation carefully. And surprisingly quickly, daily life returned to normal.
You’re saying you can get it back this easily? Of course, it was like that in our country as well.
It’s not like people went crazy and beat the person next to them to death as soon as the message appeared.
Clearly, there was a return to daily life in our country. But… It wasn’t that long.
Events and accidents happen like mushrooms due to the simple combination of sudden power and the fact that your body disappears when you die.
Moreover, thanks to the loss of communication, people did not know exactly how the situation occurred.
I was like that too.
When we came to our senses, we realized that we were going to kill each other.
Complete strangers, neutered morality, convenience of murder.
The reins were loosened too easily and there were few family members to protect.
Those who hesitated to kill each other were killed, and those who were shameless survived.
But that wasn’t in their memories.
Society returned to normal, and they carefully shared information with their neighbors.
About the dangers of the skill and the current situation.
Is it because this is a country where people can freely carry firearms that can kill others with one shot?
To them, attack skills were no different from firearms. A weapon that is dangerous but should not be used. A weapon to protect yourself.
Was that what made us different?
We didn’t realize that if we got shot, we would die.
Gun accidents were not common, and we were much more familiar with death from traffic accidents, suicide, or disease.
But they must have been used to it.
About how to not abuse each other even though you have death as big as your palm.
Okay. That was the biggest difference.
Neighbors who we saw every day and joked about, weapons that could kill each other at any time, minimal defense, trusting ourselves rather than trusting in security… Such a world.
The only inconveniences are not being able to watch baseball games, not being able to use the phone, not being able to search right away, and not being able to upload photos to social media right away. Something like that. Just that much.
This is how it changes. Depending on the country.
The mighty U.S. Military. Numerous troops, firearms, and troops disappeared, leaving a vacuum in security, but these people did not originally live a life relying on such things.
Their life was a country they protected. A tool that emits fire and the smell of gunpowder.
And then it disappeared and just became a skill.
That’s interesting. It’s amazing.
I understood to some extent. How are they?
Still, I need to read more. Others too. Humans from other houses too.
It’s still early in the morning, so luckily there’s still some time before morning. So go next door… Ah. The son of this family. Should he read it too?
Let’s read it while we’re at it. This guy went to school on the bright yellow school bus unique to America.
The more you look at it, the more amazing it becomes. That the school is maintained.
Children are harder to control than adults. At this age, you can choose and use as many skills as you want.
Above all, skill is not something that is weak just because you are young. If you get hit, you lose the same thing.
But how do you control it?
It won’t be easy because children are in a time of extreme excitement.
I apply nullification and sleep to a guy who is already sleeping and read his memories.
Breakfast. Yellow bus. School. Ordinary class. What… There’s nothing to see. As we continued, there was something that caught my attention in the children’s conversation.
Blue Whip? Psychic cue? Thunderfear? Superhero?
I thought it was some kind of superhero comic or something, but these guys were talking about skills.
So, I took a closer look at my memories… It’s a sight to behold.
There existed a vigilante group that used skills.
And they were active using that name.
Under. Crazy guys. I’m going to turn away. I guess it’s the American guys who like superheroes.
No… I understood it to some extent. If you combine the skills well… It feels like a superhero.
Fly in the sky and use special skills to subdue your opponents… Okay. I understand. I can understand.
But making cards is really crazy. I’m going crazy.
Blue Whip is a woman wearing a blue costume. She uses a whip and a fly
Psychic Q is a young man who uses telekinesis and flight.
Thunder Fear is a black man who uses lightning fists and acceleration.
There were many other superheroes. With different concepts.
But why are there only two skills? I thought so, but there is also a hidden skill.
Ha, I’m going crazy. And they say you can’t say that carelessly.
Listening to it, I feel like my head is going crazy.
You package it like this? In this ruined world?
But when I thought about it again, I realized that I was strangely smart.
Even if a country exists, the government functions normally, and each citizen defends himself, there are still things lacking.
We need something to sustain society. Anyway, there is a vacuum in public security.
No matter how skilled an individual is, it only takes a moment for a person to kill another person.
Of course, since I don’t know who has what skills, I can’t say anything carelessly.
However, with a little research or a little combination, you can easily kill your opponent no matter what skill he or she has.
Moreover, there are no bodies left and no evidence. If there is no CCTV or eyewitnesses, it’s a disaster.
A vigilante for such a vacuum.
That’s the kind of marketing that covers the name superhero and expands it to entertainment.
If it is effective as a way to prevent children from using their skills carelessly, it is worth using.
Of course, it won’t help if their hair gets a little thicker, but they will also see different scenes that they didn’t know about when they were children.
Summary execution of criminals. Doing that crazy thing.
I wondered if that was possible in a liberal democratic country… The world was ruined once anyway.
Maintaining this level while deviating to that degree can be considered cute.
I thought it was a pretty smart method. Because no one wants to die.
A system that allows direct crime eradication, crime prevention, and skill abuse prevention at the same time.
Clearly, this is not a system they created to have fun. Obviously, everyone agrees, and it is operated at the local government or national level.
Otherwise, there is no justification. Okay. If so, I understand up to that point.
But that’s what I don’t understand the most. Just two skills? A superhero?
Nonsense. Two. Are you kidding?
Okay. Well, since there are hidden skills, it’s probably not just two.
If two are superheroes, then am I, with twenty, the fucking great devil of the universe?
Maybe… Three or four? It could be more. And I will hide it well while using it and add it appropriately.
It’s much more plausible that way. Okay. It’s funny to reveal all your abilities.
It’s right to open only a few main concept skills.
But even so, it is too little.
Will the overall level drop because there are fewer deaths?
It’s a funny world. Only when a person dies without using a coin does the coin supply become available and someone becomes stronger.
That was the reason why SG Center was able to survive. Coin Zero. Eliminating the reason to kill.
So who are these? Are there any coins? I wanted to read it from memory, but it’s difficult with keywords. Should I wake him up and ask him with charm?
Whatever it is, it feels a bit boring. I thought there was something plausible.
Superhero… Okay. That was kind of funny. It wasn’t bad.
But I think I’ll be disappointed if this is all. There must be more, right? It must be there. That’s because I don’t know what it is.
Anyway, let’s find out more. Fortunately, there are many people.
Just go around a few more houses and you’ll find out. The reality of this seemingly peaceful world.
In the morning, I read the memories until it was time for people to wake up.
However… Does not exist. A peaceful world. Peace that somehow prevails.
The world is no different from before, except that there are no new children being born and there are a few unusable scientific technologies.
It’s rather suspicious that it’s so neat. It’s so suspicious.
Something, so natural seems rather unnatural.
I probably wouldn’t have had this suspicion if I didn’t know much about skills and hadn’t been to other countries.
But no. This is not it.
I can’t help but have doubts. A world as picturesque and peaceful as this?
It’s America, but it’s only at this level?
I admit that I have no sense in relationships with women, but that doesn’t mean I have no sense in these matters.
It’s true that he’s an asshole when it comes to relationships between men and women, but… When it comes to skills and killing people, I’m not at that level.
It smells bad. It’s quite interesting.
When you look at this situation, it seems more natural for the bastards and Russia.
The bastards who sustain themselves by sucking the blood of their own people.
Russian rich people who want to continue their fortunes without caring about whether local people or civilians are left behind.
Okay. It feels more natural. That’s human.
There must be something here too.
There is something ugly lurking behind the cleverly concealed peace.
When it comes to conspiracies, the one thing that cannot be left out is the United States, right?
Anyway, I don’t think I’ll be bored for a while.
It wouldn’t be a bad idea to take a peek at what the United States, so curious about, is hiding.
