Chapter 205 – Tendency
There is an RPG I played with Artemis in the past when I was trapped in the upper level due to an outbreak of infection.
In that game, the characters’ tendencies are good, evil, lawful, chaotic, and neutral. These five things are combined and classified.
The saints who live lawfully without the law are order and good.
Those who consider rules important, but have no sense of justice at their foundation and put profit first, are order + evil.
The type that lives in accordance with the world without any special sense of justice or malice, but pursues mercy whenever possible is neutral + good.
My Ways, which break away from everything and follow their own path, are chaotic + neutral.
It can be roughly thought of as something like this.
As an example of the line of order, Lee Seong-bong, commander of the Yeosu garrison, immediately comes to mind.
I have traveled around the world and eaten all kinds of Jjambap, but I have never seen a true soldier like him.
It’s a type that’s harder to find in my city than you might think, but Seyoung seems to be the closest.
The example of lawful evil is Chief Kim, who is still operating day and night at the rest area.
[There is a bounty. His name is Park Cheol-ju. He is a man in his late 30s and his left earlobe has been cut. He had shaved his head two days ago, so he’s probably wearing a hat to hide his identity. We will give 10 5.56 mm 30-round magazines to the person who catches this fraudster.]
Wouldn’t Nina be one of these in my city? Although she is violent, she takes care of her people and follows the rules I set.
The neutral line would be the area in which most small citizens of our country worked.
In difficult times like these, many people are switching to neutral and evil.
The women who switched too quickly went to prison first and are now living hard in my city.
Chaotic neutrality reminds me of the mercenaries I met during my military service.
‘Money has no smell.’
Those who pursue that truth, sometimes protecting the weak on the side of justice, and sometimes becoming the hands and feet of the villain and wielding an iron fist.
In the current Korean peninsula, this would include explorers who travel alone without belonging to any particular camp.
Among them, those who are corrupted into chaotic evil are also appearing one after another.
[Nowadays, when they spot each other, they point their weapons at each other first. A few unscrupulous explorers muddy the waters by committing murder and plunder, so the wariness is probably contagious to one another.]
The photo Kids showed was the corpse of a searcher lying face down with the back of his head broken.
Seeing as there was no sign of warning, let alone resistance, it seems that he was ambushed from behind by someone he trusted and died instantly.
There were several more bodies like that. It looks like he did some resistance, but he was mortally wounded in a surprise attack from the start and seems to have been unable to avoid death.
There was also a person who died from excessive bleeding while crawling across the fallen gravel, staining it red.
“If someone breaks the rules, we have to be needlessly cautious and suspicious because of those mudfishes. “In today’s world, such waste is fatal to everyone.”
When I stayed in a Third World country while deployed, I truly experienced how low social trust causes great social costs.
[It’s sad. The society of trust, where no one touched her even if she left her cell phone or bag and went to the bathroom, has collapsed.]
“Is it really sad?”
[Yes. I am truly sad.]
“But why are you smiling?”
There was a deep smile on the mouth of the cute hologram fairy.
[That’s because I’m happy to think about punishing these villains.]
Keys succeeded in identifying the ‘cloudy marauders’ through her drones, low-orbit satellites, and her external intelligence network that she personally built.
Then, she revealed all of her personal information on her broadcast.
One of them was caught two minutes after it was broadcast.
[Hey girl, I think we caught one?]
The voice of a middle-aged man over the speaker.
A lover reported it from a hideout in Deogyusan Mountain, Gyeongbuk.
There, three teams were gathering the ingredients they had brought and making stew ahead of the night exploration.
All kinds of things are being poured into a large pot on a gas burner, and armed men are surrounding it in a circle. That’s a common sight outside.
In dangerous areas, it is more efficient for teams to come together, share information and food, and provide joint security.
The further north you go, the fewer good places you can safely rest, find water, and enter.
It is said that while listening to the broadcast in front of a boiling pot ahead of a night search, their eyes all turned to one newcomer.
Because the impression and appearance characteristics that Kids mentioned were a perfect match.
[Miss, is this guy begging for your life?]
There was a moment of silence followed by a chuckle, and then the voice of a frightened man was heard.
[Sorry. I won’t do that again. I am truly reflecting deeply. Please… Please…]
They say he knelt down on the spot and prayed, but it wasn’t a very wise choice.
There would have been at least a 1% chance of survival if he tried to escape with all his might. Because there is no such thing as tolerance in the world today.
“He must be dead by now.”
[That’s right.]
Kids smiled brightly.
The reason I started thinking about tendencies like this was because I suddenly wondered what kind of person I was.
The world is ruined, but I feel no discomfort.
Rather, they are enjoying a much better life than before the infection war.
Only the best things come to me, including what I eat, what I wear, what I enjoy, and everything else.
Even things that were impossible when the country is healthy are possible.
Now spread out in front of me are the loot that the robot exploration team secured from outside.
Looking at the many works of art, it feels like you’re visiting an art museum.
Although they are not specifically related to resources or technology, Artemis sweeps up everything she can find for the reason that she needs to preserve works of art that are being lost due to neglect.
Wield great power and fill my warehouse with precious items that were not mine in the first place.
Those who care about me, the people I care about are by my side. There is also the power to protect them and give them satisfaction.
I was enjoying more fulfillment and freedom now that the world was destroyed and everyone was suffering.
I was truly enjoying it.
Even though it is an freezing thought considering the people living and suffering outside.
* * *
I once robbed a luxury store.
Numerous high-end luxury goods and precious metals were placed before us.
“I’m not interested.”
Artemis’ reaction was dry.
Even if I take out her necklace, which is adorned with brilliant pearls, and hang it around her neck, she just looks up with a sullen expression on her face.
“Then how about this? Is it still early?”
“…”
The next thing I held in my hand was a beautifully crafted necklace with fiery rubies.
Since the model was so good, it went well with anything she wore, but it was a jewel that seemed too mature for Artemis, who was still in her late teens.
She looked annoyed, but surprisingly stayed still while I walked around.
“Are you really not interested at all?”
“Because they were all handmade, we only collected them paying attention to their artistic value.”
In the end, there was nothing that Artemis liked. She picked up a nice-looking parasol and disappeared.
“Aaaaah! Oh, my!!!”
So, through a trickle-down effect, Chrollo took it.
“Are you really giving it to me?”
She was so happy that she jumped up and down in her place. Every time, her voluptuous breasts bounce dazzlingly.
“I hope you like it. And please say thank you to Artemis.”
I didn’t do anything in particular.
It is the robots that shoot and kill infectious agents, search abandoned buildings, and complete quarantine work.
Artemis is the one who chose and gathered things that Chrollo would like.
Artemis doesn’t care much about her residents, but her AI counselors seem to be special to her.
Even though it may seem awkward at first glance, I try to secretly take care of various things.
“I love it so much! It would have been nice if Artemis was here too. I would have hugged and kissed you until you were crushed!”
“It seems like he expected that and left the place.”
Chrollo crouched down in front of her bags, shoes, and clothes and hummed to her.
However, her current outfit did not match her expensive, high-end items at all.
She is wearing dolphin pants, a short-sleeved T-shirt, and slippers that emphasize her mobility.
“I guess he was playing with the residents.”
“Yes, we were having a picnic in the park. “I eat snacks, play badminton, and do pile driving.”
“Pile driving?”
“It’s popular among residents these days.”
Between the slippers that were opened from squatting and the soles of her feet. There are pieces of grass and soil particles buried there.
“Why don’t you join us, Manager? Everyone will like it.”
I can’t imagine the lithe figure of Chrollo, smiling and tangled with her hair.
“It’s not my place. I’ll just accept it with gratitude. Moreover, these days, I often feel embarrassed when I go to Habu.”
“Why?”
“Now everyone seems to have fully adapted to life here and seems to be moving around very comfortably.”
Due to the nature of the underground city, the temperature is constant and everyone uses their bodies a lot.
Some workplaces are even hot from the heat of the machines, so most of the residents wear very revealing clothes.
Wearing no bra is standard, and there are many women who go topless.
“Ahaha, things have definitely loosened up these days. In the beginning, I walked around neatly like a new soldier because everyone was watching what I thought.”
“Everyone has learned not to touch as long as the rules are followed.”
It is a shelter that pursues strict punishment for crimes, including caning, but is surprisingly lenient on other matters.
Compared to the military or prisons, which regulate clothing in everyday life, daily rules are loose.
“There were residents who walked around naked outside the building.”
“What?”
I looked at Chrollo with a shocked face.
“She was the girl who got covered in food waste on her way home from work, and she just took it all off on the spot. She said it smells and feels really sticky when she wears it. “Rose warned me, but she had no provisions for punishment.”
“…”
I roughly understand the situation, but I still think it’s too much.
I sat next to her and looked around at the items.
She is usually very energetic, but today she is especially lively.
“Something seems to have changed about her since she got her body. In the past, her awkwardness was always holding her back, but now she seems to be trying to build something by sharing the goodwill that is visible in her eyes.”
Chrollo looked really happy.
Perhaps these precious items were just a medium of her favor.
