Chapter 136 – Come On!
How much time did you spend looking through the records?
Chi-ik.
The incubator sealing me was unlocked. Outside air slowly comes in with the sound of gas escaping.
The immune system has finally recovered, and it is time to go outside.
The fully filled treatment solution began to drain through the bottom drain.
For the first time in a long time, my skin came in contact with air, giving me a cool sensation, and the intubation was removed around that time.
Just as there was no discomfort even in a conscious state, the removal was completed easily without a single feeling of nausea.
[Great job. How is the air outside?]
I tried to answer, but what came out was a long, loud burp.
[…
“Sorry.”
Because I had not been active for so long, my condition was not good, but my body was full of strength.
I got up from the incubator and stepped into the slippers prepared in advance. The treatment liquid remaining on various parts of the skin pours out onto the floor.
For a moment, I felt dizzy and almost stumbled, but the dizziness was suppressed in 0.1 seconds. It is the power of advanced blood.
[Calm down. There is absolutely no need to rush.]
Sensations throughout the body are sensitive. And the muscles all over my body feel tingly.
I want to swing my arms.
I want to kick the ground.
I felt like a border collie that had been banned from walking for several years.
After walking a few steps, I stopped and wiggled my toes. This is because the feel of the slippers was annoying. I can’t unleash my body’s potential wearing something like this.
[Abnormally high dopamine secretion is being detected. First, take a seat…]
When I kicked the slippers that were hanging on my feet as if I was kicking a shoe, they flew at incredible speed and hit the wall.
That dull sound cut off Artemis’ words.
[Jinsu?]
Artemis’ voice seems somewhat uneasy.
Cheolpuk.
I stepped on the floor with wet bare feet.
[Hey, technician!]
A feeling of contact with your entire foot. It felt like the power gushing out like lava from the muscles of my entire body and escaping through the soles of my feet and onto the floor.
It definitely brings a smile to my face.
“Administrator orders. All doors from here to the outside are open.”
Immediately the exit from this room opened. I could also hear the sound of rooms opening beyond the wall, beyond the wall, with my sensitive ears.
[Hey! Don’t move yet!]
The moment a medical robot carrying a sedative syringe came into view, I ran straight ahead.
This was because I could no longer bear the power boiling up in my whole body. I feel like my whole body is a pressure rice cooker.
[Oh my!]
Artemis’ voice was quickly pushed back.
Instead of getting tired, each time I hit the ground, I felt more energetic.
Blood, which had been bored without a suitable partner, exploded with oxygen and energy.
The muscles of the whole body radiated power like a steam engine, or rather like a nuclear reactor.
The scene that was in front of you just now is pushed back and disappears in the blink of an eye. I escaped through the open doors as if drifting.
Artemis did not just sit by and watch this childish act of ignoring medical protocols.
When we reached the lobby just before exiting the building, a defense line had been established.
These are crowd control robots that look like classroom trash cans stretched upward.
Originally, he worked as a pair with a security robot, but he had nothing to do so he was confined to the warehouse.
[Sir!]
They are gathered together in one column to form a wall.
[Stop!]
They chorused in emotionless voices.
“I don’t like it.”
I leapt without slowing down. The camera on their top rotated 180 degrees to track me, but that was all.
The output of my legs was beyond my imagination, and the ceiling was rapidly getting closer, and I was going to hit it like this.
-Gooung!!!
The nervous system, sensing danger, automatically activated acceleration.
I violently twisted my back in the air and spun nearly 180 degrees. He kicked the ceiling and rushed to the ground.
The robots, who were instantly lifted upwards, had no choice but to watch.
“It’s passing!”
I passed through the main street illuminated by artificial sunlight and headed toward the park.
Run barefoot through the luxuriously decorated natural scenery that is incomparable to the park below.
An ordinary paved walkway.
A gravel road with flowing water.
A green lawn.
Indoor sandy beach.
Red clay road.
Black soil road.
Wooden plank road.
Fallen leaf road.
I didn’t get tired at all even though it went through the entire theme park like a bullet.
“Haaaaa!”
I stopped at a forest bathing area filled with various trees and took a deep breath.
Natural, clean air fills every part with your lungs. The long feeling of stuffiness in the incubator was washed away.
“Administrator!”
Meanwhile, Rose, who had followed, shouted.
Since Artemis can’t stop me with robots, I guess she was planning to appeal to my emotions to stop me. I’m satisfied enough anyway, so I don’t have any intention of running anymore.
“Calm down. “I’m satisfied now.”
He waved his hand at Rose and said.
[You have to calm down, you human being!]
“Thank you for your hard work. In many ways.”
Unlike Artemis, Rose took out her handkerchief and wiped my cheek and her neck.
[If you just accept it like that, it will become a bad habit.]
“Artemis has worked hard too.”
Artemis sighed at Rose’s innocent gratitude.
[What do you think after running as much as you want? Are you feeling okay?]
Growling.
The first thing that answered her question was my stomach.
“It’s perfect. “I think I can beat 100 walkers with my bare fists and even get away with being chased by the Juggernaut.”
He answered while rubbing his hungry stomach. When I lightly stretched out my fist, I heard a loud noise.
“I will bring the shoes here soon.”
Rose said.
“Oh, thank you… What is this?”
“Yes?”
I looked down at Rose who was asking.
“Why don’t you have any shoes?”
She was dressed in a suit and stockings as usual and wasn’t wearing her shoes.
“It gets in the way of running. I took it off and threw it somewhere over there. “I will retrieve it along with the manager’s shoes.”
Rose’s stockings were torn in all directions and full of holes.
“Are there any injuries?”
“Yes. “It’s a straight paved road with grass and dirt everywhere.”
Rose smiled.
“Excuse me.”
She went into a nearby stream. She dipped her feet in the running water and rubbed them against her pretty pebbles. The pieces of dirt and grass that had stuck to her feet were washed away cleanly.
“Administrator, please come in too. It’s cool and feels good.”
She was led by her, and by the time I entered her stream, our shoes had arrived.
After washing up, Rose headed to a bench near her. There are cute wet footprints on the path she walked.
She sits on her bench, places one foot on her opposite knee, and removes a tangled piece of her stocking. The soles of her white feet were clean and without any scratches.
As I look at it, thunder comes from the boat again.
“You should eat first.”
Rose laughed.
“It makes me want to chew on a raw radish. I’m sick of receiving nutritional solutions through IV drip. “That’s not a gas station meal.”
While I was recovering my immune system in the incubator, the most difficult thing was the craving for food, more than the prickling.
* * *
“Wow… This.”
What was served before me was stew.
[You’ve been starving all this time, right? If you suddenly push a piece of meat in, it will cause trouble.]
“I know that. “I was just surprised by the menu.”
A stew with various spices and clam meat based on potatoes, carrots, and turnips. The fragrant flavor rising up quickly stimulated the mucous membrane of the nose.
The vegetables in the cart that went into the distribution center in Yeosu were still on the plate.
“Is this a formal survival camp?”
[Watching the Yeosu video record, I looked at it with curious eyes and realized that I wanted to try it at least once.]
There was so much seafood that no matter where you put your spoon, there was at least one piece of seafood on top.
Gulp.
For the first drink, mussel meat and a piece of potato.
Slurp.
For the second drink, I had scallop meat and a piece of carrot.
Muttering.
In the third drink, crab meat with every single muscle fiber was released.
I swallowed it, savoring the warm, soft crumbling pieces. The sourness of the vegetables, the savoriness of the seafood, and the saltiness of the spices were in perfect harmony.
[It’s called a survival camp meal, but there are very few people in the South who eat such a well-balanced nutritious meal. When seafood is abundant, there are no vegetables, and when there are cultivated vegetables, there are no seafood. No, it’s lucky if you have one of the two.]
Afterward, a quiet meal followed.
[Why don’t you stop watching and focus on eating? If you eat that way, you won’t gain weight.]
I was eating while watching videos of the meals of survivors in the southern region. Because I suddenly wanted to see the vegetation of people outside.
Most camps ate something similar.
First, there is a stew filled with a lot of things. The contents are literally the hunter’s pot itself.
It is a food where everything is thrown together and boiled. To put it in a bad way, it is close to a oatmeal. Still, it has no choice but to become a staple food as it satisfies all the conditions, including nutrition, satiety, easy cooking, and sterilization.
Crops that have been loved since ancient times, such as sweet potatoes, potatoes, and turnips, cannot be left out. In particular, turnips are the most popular crop grown in survival camps.
Seafood, including dried fish, is an excellent source of vitamins. Southern camps that went inland to explore traded with the female divers for plunder.
On days when there was rationing, we sometimes ate canned food or ramen, and on days when the exploration team hit the jackpot, we sometimes ate bread or meat.
Still, I basically maintained a meal that I always felt regretful about. In camps with more people, it was rare to go hungry, but it was impossible to pursue the happiness of taste or satiety. No matter where you look, there are no fat people.
“Rather, it seems like camps where people live alone or with a small group of people eat better?”
[Because there is no one in such groups who only wastes food without being of much help.]
In a small camp, if you are lucky enough to get just one box of canned food, you can eat enough for a month.
[I have no intention of speaking negatively about my dependents.]
“No. Because I don’t really deny it either.”
The elderly, children, and other adults without skills or the fighting power or courage to go on expeditions simply survive on daily rations.
From a humanitarian perspective, these are people who should be embraced. However, on a practical level, it lowers the nutritional status of the entire group and gradually weakens them all.
“We may hold out for now, but once the plunder of southern Honam is over, we will move up to the central region. It’s dangerous there, but it’s not a place you can’t wander around at all.”
I was thirsty, so I drank beer. I missed this spicy refreshing feeling.
“But once we clear out the central part of Honam, will we go up to the north? From there, colonies of infectious agents are holding out? Or should I go east? To the Yeongnam region.”
[If that happens, there will be a fight with the nearby survivor camp.]
I shook my head.
“It’s not a fight. “It’s war.”
[War?]
“That’s right, war. If there is someone who owns the place I found now, I can just go somewhere else. At best, we’ll just exchange some insults. But when you get into a situation where you have nowhere else to go, it’s a fight for your life. “I saw him several times when I was deployed.”
I remember the fighting between gangsters and rebels when I briefly stayed in the Middle East during a civil war.
A gunfight broke out over the cart and the ox pulling it, and when the ox died and the cart was destroyed, a fight broke out over the ox’s body.
The next day, bombs were exchanged over ownership of the warehouse area where the cow carcasses were hung.
The last thing I saw was a cow that was also charred in a charred warehouse.
A woman was peeling off her carbonized skin with her machete, digging into her meat, and she too had a gun on her back.
In the future, the situation in Korea may become worse than this.
It’s a world where monsters so terrible that they look like rebels, gangsters, terrorists, etc. Roam around.
Even rebel soldiers with countless blood on their hands hesitate to pull the trigger on children.
Sometimes, a heinous criminal may do a good deed for a moment out of an incomprehensible whim.
‘God was there for a moment.’
The locals express it that way.
However, infectious agents have no hesitation or capriciousness. They are filled with nothing but consistent hatred.
There is not even a moment where God can dwell within.
