Chapter 257 – Change Those Bastards!
Police. A paradise where you can enjoy life before the war.
Thanks to the brilliant comments on the radio broadcast and the reactions of the slave traders and women, my expectations were raised considerably.
However, what I saw after passing the outermost entrance was somewhat disappointing.
The surrounding area is filled with numerous wooden houses, prefabricated temporary buildings, and crops growing inside fences.
People moving around busily looked fat and healthy in their own way, but there was a feeling of inadequacy that could not be hidden.
It’s tidy enough to be called a slum, but it’s far from enough to be called the best city.
In an apocalyptic disaster situation, this certainly appears to be the best neighborhood in the country to live in.
“Is this the polis? “It definitely looks neat, but it’s below expectations.”
A subordinate’s voice sounds dejected.
“This is like wrapping paper. It’s nothing more than a den of sycophants who flatter their superiors in order to somehow move in, losers who were rejected, and beggars who gather to pick up crumbs. The true polis lies deeper.”
Before the senior had even finished speaking, a place that appeared to be a commercial district appeared.
“But there are a lot of things to enjoy here too? Especially since its true value is revealed at night. “It’s going to be an amazing place?”
An outdoor café caught my eye. The café sign is painted on wood and has a vintage feel to it.
About twenty people were drinking drinks. Most of them are dressed as workers, but there are also some armed people who appear to be searchers.
What’s interesting is that everything about this café was different.
The chairs themselves are made from drums cut out, park benches, city bus seats, university chairs, etc., And are all picked up and arranged appropriately.
The glasses containing the drinks are not uniform glasses like in pre-war cafés. Mugs, plastic glasses, beer glasses, etc. Are all mixed up.
Well, running a café in these times is a great thing in itself.
In an area that appears to be a general repair center, everything mechanical is being repaired.
The lights of welding, the sound of hammers striking, and the sounds of shouting can be heard endlessly from all over.
There were also large combat vehicles that were only seen in movies like Mad Max. It’s a trailer with steel plates all over the place and mounted guns installed on the ceiling.
It seemed as if there had been a fight, as three technicians were clinging to each other and wrestling with the damaged area.
In some places, more than 10 food trucks gathered together to form a street food corner. Although the menu items on sale are quite turn-of-the-century, customers line up.
“5 sewer cleaning applicants closed!”
“Recruiting 10 outskirt fence repair applicants on a first-come, first-served basis!”
“Recruiting 16 applicants for the Northern Expedition! Personal equipment required!”
Job announcements are being made in the tented square.
Four people sitting at a long table like interviewers were scanning and stamping documents.
Many people who came to receive the day’s wages or work waited in front of him with anxious faces.
There was no fighting or shouting that would normally occur in a situation like this. It’s probably because I don’t want to look even a little bit hateful here.
The security guard holding a gun and watching from the rooftop of a nearby building may have also played a role.
“Hey! Get down gently!”
Vehicles that had completed their external search were also seen unloading loot in front of a large warehouse.
“Take out the liquor and ceramics there. “I’m sending it to Prime.”
The majority went into the warehouse, but some valuable items were sorted separately by someone who appeared to be a supervisor.
This was all I could see right away, and if other areas were included, it seemed bigger than I imagined.
The two slave trucks that picked us up were moving away from all those places.
As the boss said before, these trash are not welcome anywhere.
The vehicle carrying us stopped in a suburban area where there were almost no people. At first glance, it looks like the least safe area in the police.
You can see a warehouse-type temporary building and a drum bonfire cut into quarters. A kettle is hanging above it, and water is boiling.
Everyone around me can see at a glance that I am a gangster! A group of people gathered together to gamble.
It was a trump card, and it was a fairly rare version with nude photos of porn stars on the back.
Some people are playing rhythm on old guitars, and next to them are some people rolling cigarettes.
“Are you here?”
A large man who was probably 190 cm tall came out to meet us.
He poured hot water from the kettle into the cup and very carefully dissolved the coffee mix. As if not a single grain can be wasted.
“If you changed seats, you should tell me, you got lost in the wrong place.”
The boss got out of the car and lost his temper.
“I’m sorry, dude. “I wanted to let you know, but the atmosphere is so bad these days that even using the radio is noticed.”
The giant pretended to observe the surroundings.
“It looks like they’re desperate to kick us out right away? Would you have wanted to be kicked out of an abandoned building like this? “We are also going to move out sometime this week.”
These gangsters appear to be a criminal organization within the police that is in partnership with slave traders.
The temporary warehouse-type building where the gangsters waited was torn and broken in various places and was unable to block the wind. Can we just avoid the rain?
Slurp.
The giant took a sip of coffee and came towards us.
“For a final product, it’s pretty good.”
He was looking at women like he was licking them, but his eyes stopped on me.
“What is this guy?”
“Electrician.”
“Oh?! I’ll get some money. But why did you become so skinny?”
“I picked something up on the street that was about to starve.”
“This kid isn’t having much luck.”
The giant reached through his bars and massaged my shoulders. He laughs so cruelly that the thick scar that divides his cheek wriggles like an earthworm.
“No, am I lucky that my life was saved?”
“I’m lucky. Because I get to make more money for free.”
The boss said.
The expression on the face of the giant who was hitting my head suddenly darkened.
“Mr. A, please wash the product. “The hair oil is so fucking bad.”
He rubbed his hand on his pants as if he had touched something he couldn’t touch.
Haha, I really go through all sorts of things. Come on, you know you can’t get out of here safely.
Cheolkeong.
“Me and you bitches.”
The slave traders opened the door, dragged the women out, and took them to an area of the temporary building.
There was an old hose and soap connected to the faucet. Just looking at the arms, it looks like laundry soap.
“Wash it yourself.”
There are several people, but there is only one soap and one water hose. I think it will take quite some time.
“Jinsu, please wash up first and leave.”
As Myeong-ah spoke, the other women nodded their heads.
Since I’m the only man, I guess it would be easier for them to let me go first, so they can wash among themselves.
“I understand.”
I took a bath like that for an unknown amount of time. As the spring breeze blows over your refreshed body, a refreshing feeling surrounds your body.
Because it’s laundry soap, my hair is stiff, and my skin is tight, but there’s no sticky feeling, so it’s like heaven.
“What are you looking at, you bitches? Take it off and wash it quickly.”
Despite their efforts to send me away first, the armed slave traders protecting the women did not leave.
Instead, he looked at me in a sinister way, as if he wanted to provide some pleasant eye candy.
Some women were almost naked from the beginning, while others gritted their teeth and took off their clothes.
One woman who stood still until the end was slapped on the cheek as an example, and then she completely took off her clothes.
Whistles and mocking looks come from the slave traders. Even the gangsters who were playing with cards joined in.
“Of course, 3D is the best.”
While making crude jokes like that.
Looking at them, I thought of the human guards standing at the outermost entrance.
The first thing I’ll do when I get back is to contact them and make sure no one leaves the city.
Each of us, naked and dripping with water, was thrown a set of work clothes that had been individually tailored by the factory.
“Kya!”
The women who weren’t athletic enough couldn’t catch it and dropped it on the ground. It’s pitiful to see her desperately covering her chest and picking up dirty things.
“Do you have any shoes?”
“Hey, it was hard to find those clothes, man.”
Geohan answered the boss’ question.
“Go to sleep, stand up straight.”
She looked back at us lined up with her bare feet in her work clothes and nodded.
“You know intersection number 4, right? A bit far from the Prime entrance. If you go there, the broker will be there.”
The giant spoke and offered me a cigarette.
“Same as always.”
When the boss took it and put it in his mouth, the giant took out a lighter and lit it on fire.
“What is Prime?”
The rookie slave trader asked the veteran in a whisper.
“The deepest heart of the polis. It’s called Police Prime. Everything that was said in the radio commercial is in there. Do you know what the high-end stores run there are like?”
“What is it like?”
“Fuck, they say all the beauties you wanted to see on TV before the war are there.”
“It must be really expensive, right?”
“You are stating the obvious.”
“I really want to go there at least once. “It’s nice just to look at it.”
“No one can enter. My second brother also flattered a high-ranking person for three years, took care of dirty work for him, and even paid bribes. What was the result? Didn’t you say that the sweet water was soaked and swelled? “There’s no one even guarding the entrance.”
My ears perked up.
“Then what protects it?”
“They say Terminators are protecting it.”
“Crazy.”
What was so funny made even my subordinates giggle.
Anyway, one thing has become clear. If I can somehow run to the entrance of Police Prime, this whole damn thing will be over.
Besides, there was something else that bothered me.
The part that says, ‘I flatter the high-ranking person and take care of the dirty work for him.’
At first glance, this area called Prime appears to be the most luxurious and influenced by Artemis, but it seems to be headed by corrupt people in collusion with slave traders.
I haven’t even entered the shelter yet, so why is the homework I have to do so increasing?
It makes me laugh.
But I already wanted to do my homework so much that I was itching.
Meanwhile, Geohan and the boss were busy talking about business.
“There will be a different broker than usual. “Those bastards are changing things because they are paying attention.”
“How do you tell if the broker is new? What is your impression?”
“Red t-shirt and baseball cap.”
“What is the contact password?”
“‘Please accept me as a trainee.'”
“It’s terrible.”
The giant and the boss chuckled.
So, the women and I were tied by our hands and ankles like slaves (although we were real slaves) and were placed in two vans that had been prepared.
It seems that from now on, it must be handled secretly so as not to feel like a slave as much as possible.
How long did the car run? We arrived at the meeting point that the two heads had mentioned.
As a place close to Police Prime, it was better maintained than any other place I’ve seen so far.
Outside of Prime, it seems to be a wealthy neighborhood, with sidewalk blocks neatly laid on the floor.
The buildings appear to be newly constructed and consist of two- to three-story residential complexes, and the people passing by are dressed well.
When I looked closely, I saw that those were clothes made from crops grown in the shelter’s hydroponic cultivation facility.
There were few people walking around, but each one of them walked with their heads held high with pride.
“Oh my gosh, I’m embarrassed to be a second-class citizen who couldn’t even get into Prime.”
One of the slave traders riding with me waved his middle finger and said.
“Stay calm, guys?”
The other slaver growled lowly at us.
While the girls were holding their breath in fear, I was busy rolling my eyes and looking around through the car window.
Anyway, as long as I was in the police, my risk was drastically lowered, but I didn’t know where these guys would sell me.
It would be annoying in many ways if you opened a manhole cover and were dragged down to an underground arena or a building and watched by guys with guns.
Even if you don’t dare use a weapon here because you’re being watched, there’s nothing to worry about under the ground.
“In the end, the bitches who live there, who act like idiots, are all arrogant and arrogant about how good they are.”
I guess there was a lot of stuff piled up, so I kept hearing the slave in the front seat complaining.
Meanwhile, a broker wearing a red T-shirt and baseball cap appeared.
When the broker opened the bag he was holding and showed it to us, the boss smiled and pointed at us.
Since the transaction was slowly coming to an end, I looked around more diligently.
And finally I found it.
These are heavily armed stalker robots guarding the large entrance majestically installed in the distance.
“What? What is this guy laughing at? “Is what I said funny?”
The slave trader who had just cursed at the residents outside glared at me.
He must have thought that the corners of my mouth turned up when he saw the robots were laughing at him.
It was wrong to ridicule people who live soundly despite being gangsters, saying that thieves hate them.
But that logic can’t apply to trash like this.
“Hey you bastard. Please answer. “You ask what’s funny?!”
The guy who grabbed me by the collar and held a knife to my throat shouted. The snake tattoo and cigarette burn marks on the back of his hand summarized this guy’s life.
Since it’s a product anyway, this guy can’t even dare to draw without the boss’s permission, so his bravado is so great.
“Kaaak, hehe!”
I spat with all my might into the guy’s face.
“I’m happy to come home and smile.”
Then I grabbed his wrist and gave him strength.
Popping.
“Kwaaaaa!”
With a terrible sound, the knives fell to the ground, breaking apart like clay.
“My hand! “My sooooon!!!”
The other guys turn around at the screams of their colleague, who is convulsing while clutching his crushed hand.
When I applied force with both hands and feet, the rope broke with a snapping sound.
They were dumbfounded by the unrealistic sight and were slow to respond.
In the meantime, he violently opened the door as if breaking it and jumped out.
“What? Fuck!”
Suddenly, the car door opens, and a sound comes from inside, and the boss looks at us in surprise.
One of the slavers reached out from the seat and grabbed my shoulder.
Quad deuk!
When I grabbed his wrist and broke it, there was a loud sound of bones breaking.
“Kyaaaaa!!”
A scream reminiscent of an infectious agent erupted. The back of his hand was completely folded back and was parallel to his arm.
“Catch that bastard!”
At the same time as the boss shouted, the door of the second van carrying the other women opened, and all the men chased me.
“What the fuck is that guy?”
“Why is it so fast?”
A skinny, barefoot man being chased by sturdy men. Everyone passing by looks.
Among them, a thin man who was said to be a former runner is very fast and is gradually closing the distance with me.
The boss, who seemed to be close to 50 years old, was surprisingly fast on his feet and chased after him without falling behind.
“Do you think you’ll be faster than I?”
A thin man shouted full of confidence.
“Don’t take out your weapon! “Never take it out!”
In the meantime, the boss was watching his surroundings and stopping all of his subordinates.
“Follow me, you human scum!”
While I was running, I threw a double cue behind my back.
Then, they chased after me, cursing even more hysterically.
“If you get caught, you’re gone, you bastard!”
“I’ll cut you off!”
“Fuck you! Put the knife in! “Knife!”
The embarrassed boss screamed as one of his subordinates pulled out a knife.
Now we’re so close that I can almost feel the skinny man’s breath.
No matter how strengthened your body is, unlike strength, running speed takes time to recover.
However, the main gate of Shelter Prime and the four stalkers guarding it were already nearby.
Next to it, a four-legged combat weapon can be seen. Thanks to its size, it felt intimidating when I looked up from up close.
There was a yellow line drawn on the floor. The moment you cross that line.
Geeing!
Slam!
[Please stop.]
“Stop! Stooooo!”
The robot and the boss shouted at the same time.
The rifles carried by the stalker robots and the autocannons mounted on the four-legged weapons were pointed at us.
A red laser pointer swept past me, the thin man, and the bosses and slave traders who followed.
“Never go over there. Never!”
The boss, who was on his knees, was screaming in pain, as if he could barely breathe.
“Hehe…”
“Huh! “Wow!”
The subordinates, covered in sweat, arrived one by one, breathing heavily.
“Then what should we do with that bastard?”
The thin man pointed at me with his thumb as if he wasn’t that out of breath.
“Do you see the red line over there?”
Instead of answering, the boss pointed to the line drawn in front of me.
“Yes, brother.”
“If you cross that without permission, you will be summarily executed on the spot. They just become hives and die.”
“Then what about this?”
The thin man pointed to the yellow line between himself and me.
“That’s a warning line. Instead of shooting them right away, try to chase them away with words. The imposition of huge penalty points is a bonus. It’s becoming difficult to do business here.”
“What if I don’t want to go out? “This guy doesn’t even move?”
He pointed at me.
“You don’t have to worry.”
The boss took a deep breath and smiled bitterly.
He then pointed to the robots that left the Police Prime main gate and approached me.
“If you don’t tell me to leave, I’ll throw you or kick you and kick you out.”
-Spend your vacation in Polis. A prom will be held this weekend to celebrate the new residents. External visitors are also welcome to attend as long as they adhere to the dress code.
An advertisement for the inside of a luxurious building was playing on a large LCD installed next to the huge entrance.
Prime residents dressed in luxurious decorations are seen walking elegantly.
Tduduk.
The slave traders all snapped their necks and unclenched their fists.
“Really think you’re behind today.”
The boss said to me with a grim face.
“Can you see our sweat here?”
He pointed to his men. After sprinting a fairly long distance, everyone’s body is covered in sweat.
“I’ll make you bleed just as much as we sweat.”
The boss gestured with a hand wearing a thick gold ring, as if telling him to come quickly.
It looks like people or heavily armed robots are looking here, perhaps as their heads have cooled down.
“What are you teasing? “Where have you been…”
“Shut up, you bastard!”
One of the subordinates glared at an onlooker and was hit on the head by the boss.
The boss looked even more anxiously at his surroundings.
Unlike his subordinates who only want to beat me up, he clearly looks like he wants to leave this place quickly.
Jeopuk.
Finally, the robots arrived in front of me.
And when they saw my face, they didn’t move as if a system error had occurred.
“What?”
While voices of slave traders could be heard whispering that something was strange.
Slam!
The muzzle of the gun, which was in a hip-fire position, turned towards the sky.
[Welcome, Administrator.]
The robots all kneel down on one knee and take a gun stance.
[Express emergency protocol issued.]
[The manager’s return has been confirmed.]
The four-legged weapon also lowers its cannon and lowers its posture to show respect to me.
Only the two sentry guns installed above the entrance are aiming at the slavers behind me.
-Emergency standby.
On the LCD, the luxury advertisement that had just been shown has stopped and only one headline, ‘Emergency Standby’ is displayed.
“Huh?”
“Huh?”
Slave traders who cannot accept sudden changes in circumstances.
“Huh…”
I sat down comfortably on the ground and sighed.
“Change those bastards.”
The robots immediately responded and took a shooting stance.
“Hey!”
“Don’t shoot!”
They can’t even imagine how things are going. However, when the gun was pointed at them, they were frightened and raised both hands.
“Oh, wait a minute. Don’t shoot. Because I came up with a better idea.”
[Roger!]
Ah, what a pleasant sound this is!
It was such a pleasure to have someone reply to me with ‘Roger!’ Instead of ‘You bastard!’
“And block the entrance to the outskirts. Cockroaches that needed to be swept away were swarming in the container building over there. Stop them from escaping.”
[This is the Prime Gate Guard. The outside gate guard must respond.]
One robot communicated in speaker mode.
[Loyalty! What’s going on?]
An immediate response came back in a human voice.
[Block all entrances and exits as of the current time.]
[Okay!]
The human guards followed the robots’ instructions without asking.
I pointed roughly in the direction of the building of the gangsters I had washed up with.
[I will send a strike force immediately.]
The slave traders did not understand the situation in front of them at all, but they seemed to realize that if they remained silent, they would be screwed.
The boss who realized it first took an angle to sneak away, and the four-legged weapon immediately responded.
Keying!
A huge autocannon was aimed, and the laser point emitted from it was fixed on the chest.
[Stop moving. If you move, I will fire.]
A voice much duller than Stalker’s rang out, as if a giant was speaking.
“Ha, I surrender. Please spare your life…”
The boss calmly stood with both hands up.
A robot approached and reported.
[Artemis is coming.]
“Okay. “I guess so.”
I jumped up and walked among them with my back turned.
The guys who were yelling that they were going to kill me or make me a eunuch just now have stiffened and can’t even make eye contact.
“You there.”
I pointed to one of them. He is the youngest guy who mocked me and pushed me into the iron bars.
“Yes, yes?”
The youngest member who was singled out approached me with a very scared face.
“Who else but you? Come quickly.”
“Yep!”
The guy who immediately ran stopped for a moment in front of the yellow line.
“Hey, can I go over?”
I’ve felt this before, but he seems like a really slow-witted guy. On the other hand, my robots are as perceptive as ever.
Poop!
Without me having to say anything, one of the stalkers ran over and hit the guy on the shoulder with the butt of his gun.
“Ahh!”
I grabbed the fallen guy by the shoulder and dragged him in front of me.
“It hurts! It hurts! Please let me go!”
The robot ignored those pleas and dragged me and threw it in front of me.
The guy who was wailing in pain covered his mouth and whimpered when the gun was pointed at his temple.
“Hey.”
“Yes! Tongue, brother.”
“Why am I your older brother?”
Poop!
The stalker hit the guy on the back with the butt of his gun.
[Please call me Administrator.]
I couldn’t answer because of the pain and squatted down in front of the trembling guy.
When I grab the guy’s hair, I see his face covered in tears and snot.
“Did I look like a slave product in your eyes?”
I grinned in front of an expression longing for mercy.
“You are all arrested.”
A helicopter and several drones fly overhead.
The helicopter was full of heavily armed robots ready to jump at any time.
Gooooo.
And the huge gates of Police Prime began to open.
