Chapter 469 – 469. Ruskaya
Maybe it’s because I started the morning in a good mood, but today’s flight is less boring.
It works better than I thought. Would it be better to recharge your warmth like this every day?
Since you’re floating and moving anyway, it’s not hard on your body.
Okay. Good idea. Let’s have a happy time every morning. When you’re on fire.
So the flight started again. The scenery seen below has also changed slightly.
It felt like I was just looking at the boring nature and then slowly moved into the area where people live.
First, there are more cities. Until then, you could only see villages with no people, but now you can see places where people live.
It is quite noticeable in detection, so it is a stimulus in one way or another. But it’s surprising. There are more people than I thought.
It does not slow down its flight speed and looks down using clairvoyance and clairvoyance.
A drunk middle-aged man. An old woman who looks quite old. An old-fashioned car that is amazing in motion. A bearded man riding inside.
There are many other people visible. A cityscape that appears peaceful at first glance.
It’s somewhat surprising. Are you living without a problem? Mongolia did the same, but Russia did the same?
As someone who has lived in a world full of turmoil for five years, I cannot understand the atmosphere below.
Why don’t they fight each other? Why don’t we kill each other?
It’s not because these guys have so much love for humanity that they don’t catch and kill each other.
I was thinking of going down and taking a look through memory reading, but there was no suitable target.
It would be nice to have at least a young woman. But even if it exists, it won’t be easy.
Memory reading shows your memory for specific keywords and does not answer your questions.
If I use keywords well, will it be readable? Ah. I was stupid. Why are you thinking of doing memory reading? There is a more convenient way.
You can just cast a charm and ask, right? Anyway, it seems like my thoughts are becoming more and more solid. I need to be more flexible with my head.
Good. I’ve found the method, all I have to do is find the target. Let’s find a useful young woman. She is a woman who is not resistant to charm.
In this way, I continue to look at my surroundings with clairvoyant and clairvoyant eyes.
It is not that difficult to check each and every sign detected through detection. The problem is that most of them are not suitable targets.
Surprisingly, there are no young people. Everyone is older than you think.
Are these also an aging society? There aren’t any young people like this? I think there must be some reason.
After looking around for a while, I finally found the target.
An apartment that looks like a matchbox. A couple there. Couple… Right?
A man and a woman having exciting sex. The reason why there is doubt whether they are a couple is because the woman is being treated unilaterally.
What? Am I raped?
But after watching it a little more, I don’t think it was rape. Just feeling like I was hit a little hard?
It’s a bit frowned upon, but the woman doesn’t rebel or anything.
If you look closely, it looks like he’s enjoying it. I don’t know. It’s so fucking confusing.
I stop for a moment and think about how to get into that apartment.
I don’t want to use Phase Out after Seunghee and SeAh’s fish timing at the Yangtze River earlier. The party is over. It’s a hassle.
But now that I think about it, it seems more troublesome to infiltrate that area without using Phase Out.
Even if it’s annoying, it would be better to just use Phase Out. That’s cleaner.
Phase out on the apartment rooftop. Go down two floors to the target floor.
The hard sex that I saw through clairvoyance and clairvoyance is unfolding right in front of my eyes.
A man who grabs a woman’s hair and pulls it roughly, thrusting a dildo into her vagina and simultaneously fucking her anus.
Umm… After all, Western porn isn’t my type. I like more Japanese-style, calm porn.
Release the phase out in a corner and immediately apply reflection, flight, and invisibility.
And annulment. Sleep and fascination. As the man falls down, the dick that was stuck in the woman’s anus is pulled out in a hideous manner.
Wow. Fuck you bastard. The size is so fucking big.
When I removed the invisibility, the woman smiled brightly at me.
Fuck. Pull out the dildo stuck underneath it and laugh. Ugh.
I’m obviously naked, but my dick doesn’t move at all. That’s because it’s not my style at all.
First, it doesn’t look that good. It’s definitely not ugly. No, I would say she’s pretty.
But what can I say? It’s a western face. Ah. I really can’t express this. All I can say is that it’s just not my style.
Plus tattoos. Various tattoos on the forearms, sides, and thighs.
A woman with a lot of sulky elements.
A naked woman with a nice body is making a lot of sexual flirtation while looking at me… Hate. No. I never want to do this.
“Put on some clothes first.”
At my words, the woman hurriedly starts to get dressed.
I watch the woman getting dressed with her arms crossed. She actually looked better now that she was fully dressed.
Honestly, it was like that earlier. Even now, of course, there are still signs of that.
“What is the name of this town?”
“This is Abakan.”
“Abakan?”
Take out your smartphone, turn on the map, and take a look. Abakan… When I search for a place name on the map, the location appears.
It’s nice that this feature remains. Well, this is possible even without the internet.
Ah. Here it is. Hmm. To some extent, I’m on the right path. It’s a little off, but it’s no problem.
“Why don’t people here kill each other?”
“Huh?”
“Don’t you understand? Can’t it be interpreted? Why don’t you kill each other? Why don’t you kill each other to get coins?”
“Aha. Are you talking about that? Those guys all died fighting among themselves. The people who are left now are the ones who don’t want to fight.”
The conversation seems to be working, but something is a little awkward.
What? That’s strange. I definitely had a good conversation with Anna.
Besides, it worked well in Japan, right? I also had a good conversation with Haruka.
And… Why does he speak informally? That’s funny too. Ah. Don’t these people have any concept of honorifics?
It’s not? Obviously, when talking to Anna, the interpretation was done respectfully, right?
Hmm. I don’t know. I’ll ask Anna about this later.
“He died in a fight? I’m sure there are others left, right? Don’t they all fight with each other and then run away? There must be someone who wins or someone who survives.”
“There was one. Those guys were all killed by the mafia.”
“Ah…”
Understood. The moment I heard the word mafia, everything made sense.
That’s right. These guys were at the top of the food chain to begin with.
I don’t know much about the mafia, but after combining what I read in Anna’s memory with what I already knew, I was able to understand it to some extent.
Mafia. About the existence of those guys that cannot be properly defined.
“Okay. Then… Where are they?”
“Mafia? No. Not here. I guess I’ll stay here because there’s something to see in this rural town.”
“Really? Why is that again?”
“Hmm? Why? What do you want to ask?”
“No… Isn’t the goal of the mafia also coins? To do that, they have to kill everyone they see. Isn’t it because they are apostles of justice that they saved people? Or do they not touch small coins like 500 coins?”〈 Br〉
“Coins? There’s no such thing. I already used up all of them a long time ago.”
“You wrote it?”
“Save how much you have. There are no coins or anything like that. The number of people who have them can be counted on one hand.”
After hearing that, I roughly understood it. Cheongju, so you saw SG City, right?
There is no point in killing people if there are no coins. Okay. That’s right. Then you can understand it to some extent.
“By the way… Would you like to join me? I’m perfect at giving blowjobs. Why on earth did you ask me to put on clothes? Let’s ask weird questions later and have a game with me first.”
And then the woman approaches me as if she’s going to attack me at any moment.
For a moment, I thought of the fly bitch. Without realizing it, I lost sleep and the woman collapsed on the spot.
“Ah. Fuck…”
Nausea that comes out naturally. Ah. I really fucking hate it. It touches trauma. Fuck you.
Why are there all these bitches? Even though fascination is such a skill, isn’t that too obvious?
I felt bad, so I just tried to kill it, but I still can’t just kill it.
At least I should try reading memories.
I read the memory by touching it appropriately and typing in various keywords.
However, there is not much nutritious information. It’s a waste of time.
No way. I should just kill him.
He immediately took out a machete and stabbed him to death. Also, the man next to me.
I killed them both, but the coin bag didn’t come out. I guess what the woman said was true. Nothing really comes out.
After passing through the building wall with Phase Out, disarm immediately and use Flight to prevent free fall.
And save. I saved the current location and immediately used teleportation.
I went back to the bunker, partied again with the four women, and returned to Russia.
After a while, a message appeared saying that the coin had arrived, and I went back on my way.
It was uncomfortable, but I still knew the atmosphere.
Those who gave up their greed and chose to continue living the rest of their lives. The funny thing is their skills.
From what I read from the woman’s memory, most of the skills were oriented towards production.
Create oil, create vodka, create tobacco, create drinks, etc.
Okay. If you think about it, their life is the most ideal life that can be achieved in this reality.
Unlimited electricity and water. In addition, creation skills increase the convenience of killing.
A life without any problems as long as you can find food.
Contrary to what one might think, these guys didn’t worry too much about food.
Surprisingly, these guys are eating well and living well.
They made a living by bartering with farmers using goods obtained through production skills.
And in the case of women, there was no major inconvenience in making a living just by being treated lightly like a woman.
The woman just now was like that. A call-girl who accepts even hard things.
The man is a farmer. A guy who grows quite a bit of wheat and potatoes.
These guys regularly played games like this in exchange for food.
These guys are amazing. I never thought something like this would be possible.
Perhaps the people who made the world like this were the type I hated the most?
At best, they made a lot of skills to kill each other, but they said fuck that intention and continued to use production skills and lived well among themselves.
Is it because they have tasted both socialism and a free economy? It’s surprising. Really.
Anyway, I figured it out, so that’s it. There is no need to worry about these guys anymore.
Ignore the signs felt on the ground and take flight again.
If you think about it, it’s not just Russians who do this.
From the moment electricity and water became unlimited, the difficulty of self-sufficiency dropped drastically.
As long as we can ignore the threat of killing each other, there is actually no problem with survival.
Are only Koreans particularly bad? No, the situation in Japan was similar to Korea, right?
Do we have something in common? Is it because of national character or social structure?
We need to look around a little more places.
As someone who spent five years in a place where it was so natural for people to kill each other, the situation overseas is just amazing.
Korea and Japan, where murder has become a daily routine.
China was maintained through suppression, blockade, surveillance and control.
From Mongolia, which was surprisingly healthy, to Russia, which lives an idealistic life.
Of course, what I’m most curious about is the United States.
How do they live? We’ll find out soon enough. Because I’m working hard.
With that in mind, I finished the 4-hour flight to Russia.
It’s nice that the flight speed has increased, and the distance traveled has been increased. I could go a little earlier.
I overwrite the last location with the previous location and this time stop by Japan for a moment.
Haruka. A woman who knows me as an angel.
Turn the detector and immediately examine it with clairvoyance and clairvoyance.
Haruka is moving somewhere with a cow.
Where should I go? What are you using the cow for?
Just hover in the air for a moment and watch what they do. I looked in the direction she was going and saw that it was towards the big house where she was lying yesterday.
And there are a lot of cows in the barn behind it.
Ah. You’re gathering all the animals in the neighborhood together.
But the number of cows is quite large. Can you manage all that by yourself?
Also, what about food? Can you afford it?
I wanted to watch it a little longer, but once I started watching it, I felt like I would have to watch it endlessly, so I just left.
Well, you can come back tomorrow and see. Or you can go and ask in person.
Teleport to the last location you flew yesterday.
On the sea. Flight begins again.
This time it’s east. A boring flight over the sea.
Come to think of it, there is no need to continue this boring flight. Starting tomorrow, I’ll have to put a movie on my smartphone.
No, I guess I’ll have to put two in each. I can finish a day’s flight by just watching two movies.
The wind is a problem, but if you fly with your back turned, it’ll be fine. Well, you just have to make it somehow.
After a tedious four-hour flight over the sea, I save the location.
Phew. It was long. It was hard.
Now then, I have to go to Suwon. To become skilled at erasing memories.
Under. It’s really hard. I can’t believe I split my day and live this hard.
I wish someone would praise me. There will be no one working as hard as me in this ruined world. Really.
