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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Xrecker
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Seven o’clock in the morning.
A little early.
He rubbed his eyes, got up, armed himself, and went down to the supermarket on the first floor.
His eyes stung a bit, but he felt refreshed after getting a good amount of sleep.
The vegetable, fruit, meat, and seafood sections of the supermarket were completely empty. The meat and seafood were likely inedible by now, and anything that was still good would have been consumed long ago before it spoiled.
The vegetable and fruit sections were empty because anything that could be planted had been planted, and the rest discarded.
He opened the freezer, looking for something to eat, and found it full of prepared and frozen vegetables. It was probably the same in other households.
The gardening team must have been busy sorting out these foodstuffs. The body disposal team was still clearing away the bodies.
He looked at the empty shelves and walked over to the snack aisle.
It was a fairly large supermarket.
There was still plenty of food left.
He packed some energy bars and snacks, then went outside through the shutter, which the inline skater on guard duty opened for him.
“Have a good one.”
“You too. See you later.”
He bowed, and the guard bowed back.
12 levels to go.
He should be able to finish it today.
It had been drizzling since morning.
No wonder the sky had felt humid for the past few days.
Rain falling the day after Jung Eun-seo’s brother died.
He didn’t want to read too much into it, but it was a bit strange.
A small funeral.
Some people shed tears, but no one seemed to be mentally broken by the death.
Too many people had already died for them to be shocked by a single death now.
They had become accustomed to death, knowingly or unknowingly.
Jung Eun-seo, who had been watching him during the funeral…
She hadn’t said anything to him.
He hadn’t said anything to her either.
But her eyes had pleaded with him, asked him for something.
For revenge.
She had screamed at him with her eyes, begging him to make them pay.
Yes.
It wouldn’t be difficult.
It would happen when the time came.
He didn’t know what form it would take.
Jung Han-seo’s death had pushed people’s patience to its limit, and the moment the Cockroaches made the slightest provocation, their rationality would collectively snap.
And if that happened…
Well, that was that.
First, a new specialization.
He had to level up.
Well past 9 PM.
“…Huu…”
Three raids.
And Level 100.
Sitting on a bench by the fountain, he opened his status window and allocated his stat points.
71 Spirit…
A rather awkward number.
Well, whatever.
14 Accelerates wasn’t bad.
The specialization tab was blinking.
He reached out and tapped Survival Specialist.
ㅡ. Time Controller (Max)
ㅡ. Survival Specialist (Max)
Shadow Warrior
Wild Hunter
Space Explorer
??? (Unavailable)
Yes…
This was it.
Shadow Warrior.
Wild Hunter.
Space Explorer.
He had to choose carefully this time.
He couldn’t just tap randomly.
Time Controller corresponded to Spirit, and Survival Specialist corresponded to HP.
The remaining stats were Strength, Sense, and Agility.
The fourth specialization was likely connected to the Intelligence stat, which hadn’t been unlocked yet.
He assumed the fourth specialization would unlock alongside Intelligence.
So, he needed to consider which stats specializations 1, 2, and 3 corresponded to.
And he also needed to think about the characteristics of each specialization.
All he had to go on were the names.
Warrior…
Hunter…
Explorer…
…Hmm.
Wait.
There was one more thing to consider.
The rewards for specialization achievements.
When he chose Time Controller, he received the Storage.
He didn’t know what the Storage did.
He occasionally opened it out of boredom, but he still couldn’t grab the so-called Soul Stones, and only the number increased.
When he acquired Survival Specialist, he received the Maintenance Gloves.
Maintenance Gloves.
They were quite useful.
Gaining a new specialization also meant a new reward.
The more he thought about it, the more complicated it became.
He crossed his arms, stared at the specialization selection window, and pondered for a long time.
This time, he definitely wanted a specialization directly related to combat.
But Space Explorer, from the name alone, didn’t seem related to combat.
That left Shadow Warrior and Wild Hunter.
…Crazy.
He couldn’t decide.
He was experiencing a choice paralysis.
Damn it, how was he supposed to know which stat each corresponded to and what rewards they gave based on the names alone?
Shadow Warrior sounded like an assassin, so it seemed like Agility, and Wild Hunter brought to mind a barbarian wielding an axe, so it seemed like Strength, or maybe it was Agility because of a hunter with a bow, or maybe Sense because it was wild, he didn’t know, dammit!
He would just flip a coin.
He checked his pockets, but he didn’t have any coins.
All he had was his phone.
He sighed and held his phone close to the ground.
He supported it lightly with his finger and took a deep breath.
“Please don’t break the screen. There are no service centers now.”
Heads was Shadow Warrior.
Tails was Wild Hunter.
Alright.
Huu, huu.
He took a deep breath and flicked his phone upwards with all his might.
Flip!
Spin!
The phone spun in the air.
Damn it, should he have flipped it on its edge?
Don’t break!
Thud. Thud.
The phone landed.
He saw the camera.
It was tails.
Wild Hunter.
Damn.
He didn’t know if choosing this was right for him in the current situation.
He had no idea.
If he kept agonizing over it, he would never choose.
He tapped Wild Hunter.
[New Specialization Acquired.]
[New Skill Acquired.]
There.
“Huu… Status.”
…Oh.
He had a new skill.
True Strike…
With a feeling that he knew what it was, he tapped the skill.
Active – True Strike
Projectiles will always hit the enemy’s weak point.
Sense -1 per shot.
…Sense -1?
So it was a specialization that corresponded to Sense.
Always hit the enemy’s weak point.
That meant guaranteed headshots on human beasts.
…Wait.
How much Sense did he have?
[Sense – 2/2]
…Holy shit!
2 points?!
Only two shots?!
What happened after two headshots?
“…This is crazy.”
He put his hand to his forehead and sighed deeply.
He wanted to acquire a combat-related specialization.
So he chose it, and it turned out to be a 2-point stat.
If it had corresponded to Strength, it would have been useful since he had a decent amount of Strength at 45.
Maybe Shadow Warrior would have been better.
But he couldn’t undo his choice now.
Besides, if it was a projectile, it meant ranged combat.
Where would he get a ranged weapon?
A gun?
Police boxes were out of the question, and while there might be some at a large police station, the detectives there only used revolvers.
Five shots.
Who could survive on five shots? It was better to just use Accelerate and slice them up with a sword.
Proper guns. They’d be at an armory or a military base, but how was he supposed to know where an armory was?
A military base…
It was a good idea, but he couldn’t go there.
It was far, and the roads were blocked in places, so he couldn’t use a car.
…A motorcycle…
If he had one, he could travel long distances.
The problem was that if he rode around on something like that and attracted attention, he might start a zombie wave all by himself.
Motorcycles were surprisingly loud.
If he made the mistake of using a motorcycle with a modified muffler, he’d attract every zombie in the vicinity.
A bicycle?
…No.
Maybe an electric bicycle, but he would get exhausted going uphill.
Even if that wasn’t a problem, he couldn’t travel far without securing hiding places, cover, and food.
And there were the Cockroaches too.
He put his hand to his forehead and sighed.
He had thought about discussing ranged weapons with Soo-hyun before, and he should have brought it up sooner.
But then again, even if Soo-hyun was a mechanical engineering student, how could she just whip up a ranged weapon?
She was already working almost all day just reinforcing the building.
He couldn’t burden her further.
…A bow?
A bow…
He picked up his phone and opened Google Maps.
If YouTube still worked, Google should too.
It did.
…There were a few places along Cheonggyecheon Stream.
There was a traditional archery shop and an archery center.
He couldn’t go across the bridge to Gangnam because of the zombie wave. And west was too far from here.
Cheonggyecheon was the best option.
…A bow.
It wasn’t a bad choice.
…Arrows?
Arrows were the problem.
He’d thought about it before, but if he had to retrieve them, it was no better than just using Accelerate and stabbing them.
“…Ah.”
Right.
Specialization achievements.
Wouldn’t there be something?
He opened his achievements window.
“Achievements.”
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