Chapter 127 – Daily Life
[Hello, resident listeners. Welcome to Kids’ Radio Broadcast. There is great news today.
Our drone scouts made a surprising discovery on the southern tip. These are survivors!]
In the broadcasting station studio, a three-headed hologram of Kids is giving an impassioned speech.
[Everyone was vaguely thinking, ‘Wouldn’t there be survivors on Jeju Island?’, Right? It was real! That’s not all!
A significant number of survivors have been confirmed in Geoje, Namhae, Yeosu, Goheung, Wando, Haenam, Jindo, Shinan, and other large and small island areas!]
It’s been a while since we actually found any survivors in the South Sea, but isn’t that always the case? There has always been no information released to the public in real time.
[Can you believe it, everyone?
Haha! Of course, you have to believe it!
Because those kids always give you 100% truth!
I just wanted to say that line once.]
(Sound of paper rustling)
Kids inserted the sound of rummaging through data that didn’t exist.
Shuffling through paper that appears as a hologram and saying ‘poof!’ Is truly incredible method acting. He appears to be even more excited than usual.
[Seeing is worth hearing. We will show you the video data we have obtained.]
Selected videos taken beyond the noise tree began to be broadcast throughout the shelter.
Anglers cleaning their fishing tackle.
Engineers who build ferry boats.
Elderly people cultivating a garden in a safe area.
Militia patrolling the border of the wilderness.
Haenyeo resting after fishing activities.
Children diligently massaging the shoulders of the female divers behind them.
Citizens receiving food rations under the grim watch of military units.
The video was broadcast for about 1 minute.
Meanwhile, Kids trembled with his hands clasped together.
‘I’m curious about the viewers’ reaction.’
She is saying that with her whole body.
The hobby of showing an interesting video and then watching the reaction doesn’t seem to be exclusive to humans.
[Everyone saw it, right? We are never alone.
A new external survivor corner has been opened. Check out more information. Drone videos will be updated daily.]
Closing music was heard, implying the end of the radio broadcast.
[Don’t miss the piece of cake served tonight to celebrate the discovery of survivors!
Above all, the kids were always loyal to the residents.]
With this, the broadcast ended.
* * *
Conversation is an essential activity in human life.
It is play and information sharing, and it is also the most effective way to relieve stress.
The shelter has a very well-established environment for residents to have conversations.
First, there is enough free time. Although there are differences depending on the department, the basic working schedule is 5 days a week, 6 hours a day.
This is because the efficiency of output relative to labor is good in a shelter environment where technology and equipment are concentrated, and the work is not done for profit.
If you are just making a living from day to day rather than accumulating surplus production, you do not need as much labor as you think.
An environment where leisurely conversation was possible in a safe, natural environment led to high life satisfaction.
And recently, an option was added to further increase residents’ satisfaction.
“I didn’t think the reaction would be unusual.”
There were several posts by residents on the broadcasting station monitor.
It was written by off-duty personnel using a screen touch panel installed at home.
[If today were the weekend, hundreds would have been written by now?]
Kids waved their index fingers.
[How would you feel if your cell phone was taken away for more than a year and then suddenly returned? Everyone is hungry for anonymous conversation.]
I just realized this guy has 4 fingers. Since it is a 3-head hologram, is it because they fear it would be awkward to draw 5?
[They say that chatting with your mouth and chatting with your fingers taste different. There are types of conversations that cannot be said face-to-face, man-to-man.]
All posts are strictly anonymous, so residents never know who is who.
Of course, we can always find out who wrote the article.
Residents knew this, so they were afraid at first and refrained from using it. It seems that he was afraid that his careless writing might go unnoticed.
However, as time passed, I could not resist the temptation and started using them one by one. Now hundreds of posts are being registered every day.
Everyone’s livers seem to have grown, and swear words, hateful comments, and obscene conversations are also posted.
[Heungheungheung~.]
Kids managed the bulletin board while humming to her.
He looked satisfied with the posts that came up one by one in real time, and did an excellent job of mediating the occasional rule violations or disputes. She was the best bulletin board keeper.
But no reward was needed for the task.
The provocative attitude that people show when they wear an anonymous mask, the contrasting appearance in reality, and human relationships that appear solid but are actually false.
Being able to see all of this clearly from a special seat was in itself her greatest reward.
But there was another reason why she seemed to be in a particularly good mood today.
“How does it feel to be reborn as Korea’s best broadcaster?”
[What are you saying?]
Kids responded naturally.
“Are you pretending not to know even though you know?”
As time passes and the operation to destroy the Noise Tree is carried out, the communication line will be revived in earnest.
In that case, Kids’ broadcasting station will not simply broadcast within the shelter itself, but will spread throughout the Korean Peninsula.
“Weather forecasts, movement routes of infectious agents, survival knowledge, relief supplies scheduled to be delivered and their dates and times, and various other information. “Is there any other force in this country that can handle these issues more broadly than us?”
Kids smiled and shook his head.
“In the end, everyone on the Korean Peninsula will listen to your broadcast. Maybe even beyond that.”
For fishermen, weather information, and for soldiers on patrol, information such as the movement path of infectious agents is a lifeline.
“Think about it. Soldiers resting, commanders unfolding operational maps, fishermen and divers preparing fishing gear, people huddled together warming their hands by the stove on a snowy day, leaders trying to relocate the camp to another location, and putting their heads together in preparation for farming supplies. “Explorers.”
I shrugged my shoulders.
“All these people will be listening to your radio. Some people might want to get valuable information, others might want to laugh to recharge their daily energy, and some people might just want to listen to music. “You also run a music channel, right?”
[Kyaa! Stop! Please stop!]
Kids’ hologram covered its ears, as if it couldn’t bear to just listen. Her face changed like this: 〉_〈.
This is why the kids were much more enthusiastic than usual in the previous broadcast.
She was able to broadcast to the world.
“Think from the perspective of a survivor outside. On the way back after farming for supplies that risked one’s life. It was so lonely that I turned on the radio and heard Kids’ broadcast echoing through the barren land. Wouldn’t it be quite charming?”
Kiz couldn’t contain her excitement and she started circling around me like a satellite. She spun so fast that I got dizzy trying to follow her with my eyes.
[Please visit us again anytime, Administrator!]
She seemed happy the whole time, but she was very sad when I left.
After she left the broadcasting station, she headed to the police headquarters.
“Ah! Administrator!”
At the parade ground, Rose and several security guards were taking care of the colts. It was grown by cloning an embryo obtained from a seed bolt.
Because of the embryonic stage where growth is accelerated, the horse will reach adulthood faster than a typical horse.
“Do what you do.”
After lightly gesturing to the security guard who was waiting in an immobile position, he stood in front of a colt.
There is a large stable installed on one side of the security headquarters site. There were 6 colts sleeping there, and there were 5 on the parade ground, making a total of 11.
“It’s a replica, but the colors are different?”
I vaguely remembered the clone troopers from Star Wars. It would be pretty cool to see matching horses running side by side, but I’m a little disappointed.
“There are three embryos that became the base. And there were capsules containing 212 horse genes to help diversify the gene pool. The genes were partially inserted into the cloned embryos before they were activated. Then, we can secure as much genetic diversity as possible through cloning.”
Rose stroked the nape of the whimpering brown colt.
Then the guy seemed to calm down a bit, but before he could last even a few seconds, he went on a rampage.
I was running this way and that way, and almost stepped on my own shin.
However, I was able to avoid it thanks to my faster reflexes.
“This guy is so lively…”
My appreciation was interrupted by Rose, who had a grim expression on her face that I had never seen before.
Mate!
Rose spread her white palm and slapped her brown colt’s bottom. She was neat but gentle, and unlike her, she was merciless.
Hee-.
The startled colt started to cry and whine sadly, but froze when he saw Rose’s face.
“Wet!”
The boy became stiff in front of Rose, who was scolding him with a threatening breath.
“Sorry. We will educate you thoroughly.”
“No, you’re young. What are you doing?”
I refrained from patting Rose’s head out of habit as she apologized politely.
This is because her authority could be undermined in a place where security guards are present. Because now we can’t do it like we did when we lived alone.
But Rose, who was quick-witted, stopped awkwardly, her eyes fixed on my palm. He looks very regretful.
“The mounted police.”
As long as cultured meat can be produced, embryos other than laboratory animals are actually of little use.
Meanwhile, Rose raised her horse and suggested that she be assigned to the security force.
“In any case, it is difficult to provide firearms to security forces. However, there are limits to controlling residents and subduing them in case of emergency with just a club.”
“Complement that with mounted police.”
People get used to it. Familiarity leads to looseness, which eventually leads to conflict.
In the future, the management of residents by security forces will become more important in daily life, but there is a limit to control unless lethal weapons are provided.
In that situation, the mounted police were a pretty good number.
The sight of an armed security guard riding a heavy horse and looking down on you is intimidating. Especially for women who are smaller than men.
The baton wielded in that state is no different from a deadly weapon, and just charging it at it while riding a horse is enough to make quite a few people retreat.
“We plan to operate 11 animals on a pilot basis and then decide whether to increase the number further.”
Gulp!
Foals eagerly sucking on livestock milk powder from a feeding bottle.
The women’s faces are full of affection as they hold a feeding bottle in one hand and a foal in the other.
He was taking perfect care of me, but it seemed like he wasn’t just being faithful to his duties.
The revival of long-forgotten maternal instincts. That seems to have created a synergy.
“Are you really going to open a zoo?”
When I saw that, the dream that I had only thought about but dismissed due to cost issues began to creep up.
“Ahaha.”
Rose just smiled bitterly.
Hehe.
Meanwhile, the brown pony, who had regained her wits, started pawing and getting ready to play.
As I watched Rose seeing me off with her pups, a scene suddenly came to mind.
“Rose riding a horse in black stockings and a suit…”
It will definitely be an amazing sight.
* * *
Chrollo was located in a factory complex in the central region.
“How is it? “Am I pretty?”
He opened his arms to me and gave me a smile full of affection.
She was wearing a light brown dress without any patterns.
However, a beautiful woman looks pretty even when she wears a robe. The simple outfit actually emphasized her innocent beauty.
I looked her up and down and whistled at her. Then she grabbed the hem of her skirt and bobbed her knees cutely.
“What material is this?”
She rubbed her jacket between her fingers, and it seemed to be soft and comfortable to wear.
“Linen.”
The flax, hemp, and cotton harvested in the hydroponic cultivation room had already been turned into prototype clothes.
“You get the feeling without me having to explain it, right?”
There are three factories on the side that Chrollo points to with her finger.
“Where should I guess? That’s a cotton mill.”
Factory on the far right. A sign depicting a bundle of thread wrapped around a bobbin catches her eye. Women frequently appeared, carrying carts containing dozens of large skeins of yarn to the next factory.
“That must be a weaving factory.”
Signboards depicting various fabrics, women transporting rolled-up fabrics on carts to the next factory.
“That must be a clothing factory.”
It was the largest and in addition to cloth, various dyes and sewing supplies were being traded.
“Bravo!”
She smiled brightly and clapped as if Chrollo had guessed something great. It’s so embarrassing that I look at it.
“Hello.”
Behind Chrollo, women who appeared to be part of the clothing production team greeted me. They were wearing various outfits as if they were having a fashion show.
There are a variety of outfits, including a woman wearing a one-piece dress, a woman wearing a two-piece dress, a woman wearing pants and a shirt, a woman wearing clothes that look similar to a modified hanbok, a woman wearing clothes that medieval commoners would wear, and a woman wearing something that looks like sweats. However, the material was the same.
“For now, I’m trying everything. I know how to weave thread into fabric and make clothes with it. However, it is a work based on prior knowledge. We are not experts in making clothes. “It will take some trial and error to make clothes that are practical, sturdy, and well-designed.”
“Do you think it’s still good enough?”
Instead of answering, Chrollo lifted the hem of the dress he was wearing and turned it over.
I could see the inside of her lint-covered clothes on her dazzlingly white thighs.
“I cleaned up the outside nicely, but the inside wasn’t organized well.”
She stretched her arms to the sky like a ballerina. She stood up on the tip of her toes to match the concept, and although her posture was perfect, her voluptuous body made her look nothing like a ballet dancer.
“When you are in a certain posture like this, there are some areas where your durability becomes weak.”
The armpit area is quite loose, so much that the white armpit flesh can be seen between the gaping threads.
I stretched out her index and middle fingers and gently opened them, and her fingers gently dug into them. I’ve already heard the sound of a clatter. If I spread my fingers just a little, it will all come apart.
“Ah!”
Her fingers touched Chrollo’s warm armpits. When I playfully touched the skin of her armpits twice and gently pinched them with my index and middle fingers, heat seeped into her eyes.
“And those clothes?”
She immediately withdrew her finger and gestured toward the gathered women.
“Yes. Even though it looks fine on the outside, there are various problems. “We must quickly improve it.”
Chrollo glanced at me as she changed the topic, as if nothing was wrong.
The clothing production team, with their fists clenched, looked full of motivation.
“Morale seems high.”
“Everyone was excited to have the opportunity to try on various things after only wearing prison uniforms and work uniforms issued by the shelter.”
She lifted her heel and whispered in my ear.
“Do you have any requests? It can be anything from outerwear, underwear, Santa clothes, dresses, or even school looks.”
The moment when your head spins wondering how to answer.
Boom!
There was a small noise coming from the factory.
“Ah!”
The women all ran towards there.
“It’s not a big deal. When I looked at the camera, I saw that a machine had spread.”
Taking advantage of the opportunity when everyone else was gone, she kissed my cheek.
“I still have to go. “Everyone gets anxious when I’m not there.”
Even though Chrollo was troubled, she had a somewhat happy face.
Just before entering the factory, she turned to me and waved her hand.
She responded and turned around to see that her glow was fading.
From this position, one could see the entire lower area of the shelter.
Below you can see women coming home from work early, people walking in the park or sitting on the shore of an artificial lake to rest.
If you look at the police headquarters, there are members running around the parade ground and focusing on physical training.
Since it is a place where there are only women anyway, I am running with my top off.
In shelters, you can easily see women doing outdoor activities without their tops like that.
We often encounter women like that, and although everyone is a bit surprised, they don’t scream or run away. There are many women who do what they do without any worries.
‘Ahaha, should I say to the residents that the manager feels like a whale they encountered while swimming naked on a deserted island?’
Chrollo explained this with a puzzling analogy.
Several colts run together, chasing after the security guards who canter at a brisk pace.
Even though it was quite a distance away, the laughter of the colts and the security guards could be faintly heard.
Some women have already entered their apartments and take out the laundry on the veranda.
“Kyaa! It’s refreshing!”
“Ahahahaha!”
A woman runs vigorously pushing a cart with a friend in a factory complex.
Woman handing a bucket of water and a towel to her colleague, who is sprawled out on her bench in an exhausted position.
Women with oily faces coming out of the factory over there and pointing fingers at each other.
“Huh? “Are you gone yet?”
I lost track of time while looking at those scenes, and before I knew it, Chrollo, who had cleaned up the inside, approached me.
“Surely you were waiting for me?!”
I just smiled at her happy face.
