Sleepman of a Ruined World 478

Chapter 478 – 478. Moscow 1

My first impression of Moscow was that the city was very pretty.

Spacious flat land. Large roads and buildings. Colorful roofs.

It’s a place I quite like. I really feel like I’ve come to a foreign country.

Chinese cities did not feel like a foreign country at all. Other than that damn sign, there wasn’t much different from Korea.

But here in Moscow it is definitely different. I think it’s even more so because the appearance and building style are unfamiliar.

Moreover, it is surprisingly large. Seoul was definitely not a small city.

Anyway, my appreciation of the city is now over. I’m not a tourist, right?

I am an avenger… No, the guide of vengeance. Okay. That’s a cool name. It’s a name I think I’ve seen somewhere in the game, but I can’t remember.

Anyway, I flew all the way to this place to avenge Anna. There is no time to leisurely look around.

I want to call Anna like this, but that’s not my style.

You don’t know what the danger is, right? You don’t even know the level of your opponent?

I have no intention of suddenly bringing Anna to a place like that.

This is a world where even a small mistake can cost you your life, so there is no need to take unnecessary risks.

First, gathering information comes first.

It is said that if you know your enemy and yourself, you will not lose even if you fight a hundred times. Those are perfect words.

Isn’t this what the world needs so much right now?

But there is no one.

An empty city. Moscow has become a ghost city.

Well, I understand that to some extent. If I stay here, it will be difficult to make a living.

It was like that in Seoul too, right? It’s time for all the city’s remaining merits to disappear.

Umm. What is it? I need to get information, but it’s a little embarrassing when there’s nothing like this.

First, I have to go to the suburbs. Because the direction has already been decided. Where Anna’s house was. What was the name of the city? I wrote it down somewhere.

Ah. Okay. Istra. Northwest of Moscow. The distance… 50 kilos? Well, so soon. Now, about 50 kilometers is ridiculous.

As I was flying like that, I noticed that the shape of the city was a bit unusual.

I could clearly see it as it flew toward the center. This city… It was made with a concentric circle structure?

A structure that was difficult to notice when looking at it from a distance. I immediately went up high in the sky and looked down.

Hey. That’s right. The city was made in a circular shape. Looking at it like this, I can clearly see it.

So what’s in the center of that city? Ah. Is that really there? That… What was it? Red Square. Okay. That.

I got curious and flew straight there.

And the scenery unfolding below. And one building catches the eye.

Hey. This is it. I saw that. Isn’t it a Tetris background?

Unusual shaped roof. It looks like a hot air balloon. No… Ice cream? Anyway, I see an unusual building.

Looking at the map, it says it is St. Basil’s Cathedral. What are you doing? What. Was it a cathedral? It looks like that, but is it a cathedral?

Anyway, it’s amazing to see such a famous building. Now I really feel like I’m in another country.

Umm. But it’s surprising that it’s still maintained its appearance. I’m sure there’s at least one idiot here who wants to drop something like Meteor.

Since no one else broke it, should I break it? If I had a skill like Meteor that could blow up an entire building in one blow… Did you break it? I don’t know.

I’m not sure if I’ll use it. Probably wrote it. I probably broke it. Of course, the Forbidden City in Beijing would have been destroyed first.

But don’t we all think the same about this? I guess I’m not the only one who’s unique.

I rationalize myself like that and look around me more.

Unusual buildings and wide square. Hmm. I guess this is Red Square or something.

Now that I can read the signs, I look around as if I were a tourist. And I see a familiar name.

Kremlin? Oh. It’s famous here too. If I know your name, you’re famous.

But the Kremlin is half destroyed. No. I don’t know for sure whether it was half destroyed or not. Because I don’t know its original appearance.

Anyway, the building turned into an ugly sight. Umm. Who did this? Well, in Russia there would have been a lot of resentment here and there.

Now that I think about it, there are a few places in Red Square that have been destroyed.

What is that, and why did you destroy it? Did they get into a fight here?

But it doesn’t feel like it was broken in battle. It feels like someone completely destroyed that part.

As I got closer, I realized why. A place said to be Lenin’s grave. Ah. Okay. Then I understand.

Is this it? Where Lenin’s body is in a glass coffin?

That’s funny. Even though it was attacked like this, the cathedral was not destroyed. Are you lucky?

But… There are people who have a grudge against Russia and Lenin, but not many people have a grudge against the cathedral.

No. There is no group that has as many enemies as religion. What was the Russian religion? Is it the Russian Orthodox Church?

It’s so funny that I’m excitedly looking around even though I’m not there to sightsee. I’m so embarrassed that I did something like the Bringer of Vengeance.

Are you just watching too seriously? I’m a hilarious kid too.

Just like that, he flew up into the sky and started going back on his way.

A road that leaves the city center and follows a winding river.

A river that runs through the city. That’s unusual. It looks like some kind of snake. What kind of river is so curved?

The name of the river is also the Moscow River. It’s really insincere. Really.

So I followed the river… I felt the presence of a person.

Oh. Nice. As expected, as soon as you leave the city center, people come out.

There are quite a few signs. About twenty people? Good. Let me see. Let’s take a look at what the native Russians do for a living.

It feels a bit like a Korean pension. No. Weekend farm? Something like that.

It seems like all the vast land around is for farming. These guys’ staple food is wheat, so is this a wheat field? Probably so, right?

Can’t greenhouses be used for wheat farming? So are they just farming? That’s interesting. Does it still cover food?

Well, I don’t need to know that. You would have eaten well and lived well. So he must have lived until now.

Use clairvoyance and clairvoyance to look for suitable targets. Everyone just needs to be alone. If possible, a young woman.

Anyway, since you need to use your hands to read memories, a young woman is better. Besides, you’re a Russian woman, right?

If he’s still alive, he’ll be considered pretty, right?

After looking around for a while, I found a good target.

Age is… I can’t guess. It’s impossible to tell how old Western kids are just by looking at their appearance.

Anyway, the woman is alone in the room. Making something with a sewing machine.

Immediately look around with Blink and Detection and make sure you are at a reasonable distance from other people.

Good. Then it phases out immediately.

Infiltrate the room and apply nullification and charm at the same time as disarming.

Hmm. But what is this? It looks like a clean house, but the smell is a bit unpleasant.

“Stop for a moment.”

A woman who quickly turns her head when she hears my voice. And then he looks at me and smiles brightly.

Umm. Well, it doesn’t look bad. The body is also nice. But it doesn’t feel like it’s fucking pretty. It just seems popular… Degree?

“Do you need anything?”

A woman got up from her chair, approached me, and spoke in a friendly manner.

Umm. This is also special. Usually, when I charm someone, they usually wait patiently until I speak.

Is it because she’s a Russian woman? Well, that will be reflected to some extent.

“Hmm. Is there no bed? A sofa?”

It may be a workroom, but there is no bed or sofa. Even if you look through the wall into the next room, you can’t see it. What kind of structure is this?

“I have to go down to the first floor.”

“Oh. Really? Then it’s okay. Let’s sit down and do it.”

I sat down on the chair where the woman had been sitting just a moment ago and told her to sit on my lap.

A woman who is very happy and quickly sits down on her lap. She put her hand inside the woman’s clothes and tried to touch her breasts…
She suddenly felt something unpleasant.

Smell. What? What is this smell?

Sour smell? No. This is it. The smell of expired chicken radish soup being thrown down an uncleaned sink drain.

I can feel her head spinning and her nose popping. And. Fuck. What is this?

“Hey. Wake up.”

A woman who wakes up at my words and looks at me with an awkward expression.

I guess he sensed something unusual in my tone. Well, my expression right now is probably worth seeing. Wow. Fuck. I’m starting to feel nauseous.

“Go further back. Go to the end of the wall over there.”

As the woman walked away, she felt slightly better. Wow. But I think she still feels dizzy.

The smell I felt when I released the phase out earlier. I think I know what that is. What the fuck… It was this year’s cancer.

Is it because the room is full of cancer that it smells like this? It’s crazy, really.

She presses her forehead with her hand and thinks for a moment.

I have to remember how I came this way. But I don’t have the courage to approach that woman because of this crappy smell.

Should I just kill him and find another woman? But what if that woman is like this too?

It must have smelled terrible. I suddenly became afraid of women.

A woman who is watching me and is taking care of herself. Under. It’s really annoying.

Isn’t it hilarious that he killed her because the cancer was so bad? Fuck. This is something I never felt when I lived in Korea.

I live and live and experience things like this.

When she heard that foreign women, no matter how pretty they were, had no answer if they smelled like they had been soaked in rotten cheese, she honestly laughed to herself.

Fuck. I thought she was going to have a bad time because she was such a pretty girl.

So you’re not going to do it? When you get the chance, you thought it was natural to say thank you, bow, and then eat, right?

I watched with laughter as the other guys said things like this while hitting the Hetbahn drip.

But I am retracting that statement. No… This isn’t just a smell. It’s called bioterrorism.

I reflect on myself for talking about things without knowing much. I made a mistake. This is not something that should be taken as a joke.

And I knew that Anna, who didn’t smell like this at all, was truly blessed.

Okay. If Anna had this bad smell, she wouldn’t have been able to do something like that. Maybe she died a long time ago?

By the way… Smell. What should I do with this?

While glaring at the woman, I thought about something good for storage.

Gas mask. When she took it out and used it, the woman’s frown frowned a little. I was charmed, but I can’t believe I reacted like that.

Maybe you’re stressed about this too? No… I have to get it. If you live your life pretending not to know this, you have no fucking conscience.

“Sit here. Look at the sewing machine.”

When I spoke harshly while wearing a gas mask, the woman stood in front of the sewing machine, listening to me with an expression that looked like she was about to cry.

I bet my sleep on that kind of woman. A woman falls on a desk with a sewing machine.

I put on a gas mask and approached the woman, huffing.

The smell must have been filtered out, but when you get closer, you feel like you can smell it.

Fuck. If the smell penetrates even the gas mask, it’s right to just kill it. For world peace.

So, I started reading memories from a little distance.

If anyone had seen me reading memories with just my fingertips on my back, trying not to get too close, they would have laughed and asked what I was doing.

I don’t even know what I’m doing. Really… It’s ridiculous.

Quickly read only those things that you can quickly understand.

But I can’t stop my heart from getting impatient. Anxiety as if the gas mask would break through at any moment.

Have you ever felt this anxious in your life? That’s hilarious. Ridiculous.

I finished reading the memory appropriately and took my hand away. Without realizing it, I took a step back and smiled brightly inside my gas mask.

This woman figured out why she was alone here at this hour. Her unusually severe odor. So she was alone.

She said she was not alone because she wanted to be alone

After seeing something like that, I feel pity for no reason.

No… I can’t believe I’ve been killing people without paying attention to the story so far, and all I can do is feel sorry for them.

I feel like I’m really crazy too. It’s absurd.

One thing is for sure, I have no intention of killing this woman.

I don’t know why. I don’t know if that’s really pity or pity.

Anyway, there is a way to leave without killing this woman, so I will let this strange and foolish woman continue her life a little longer.

With memory erasure, all memories were erased right before I appeared.

Since it wasn’t there that long, it wasn’t difficult to just erase everything.

After the memory deletion is over, phase out is used immediately.

A woman opens her eyes as her sleep relaxes.

A very puzzled expression on his face at the fact that he fell asleep while running the sewing machine.

Then I get up quickly, go to the bathroom, wash my face, and sit in front of the sewing machine again.

After looking at that woman until the end, I broke through the wall to the outside. And then release. It’s Blink.

Take off your gas mask in the sky, put it in its storage, and take in a lot of fresh air into your lungs.

I took a deep breath until my chest swelled, and only then did I feel like I could survive a little.

Under. Really. You have all kinds of funny experiences. The first attack I faced when I came to Russia was an attack on my stomach.

It’s a hilarious country. So absurd. Really.