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I’m a Young God, Won’t You Raise Me? Chapter 26

Chapter 26

There‌‍ were two bosses​‌‌ in the Dead‌ Zone Deal laboratory.⁠⁠

The‍⁠​ first was the‍ Security Guard Zombie,⁠‌​ whom you fought‍ as soon as‌ you entered the‍ first-floor lobby.

Back​ when he was‍ human, that grotesquely‍‍ swollen security guard‍‍⁠ had injected himself​⁠‍ with illegal steroids⁠⁠‍ to increase his⁠​​ muscle mass.

After‌ turning into a zombie, the remnants‌⁠ of the drug‍⁠ accelerated, transforming him‌‍ into something that‍​‌ could no longer​ be considered human.‌

The​​‍ Security Guard Zombie⁠⁠ possessed the greatest⁠‍⁠ offensive power in​ all of Dead‌⁠‌ Zone Deal.

But​ Je Hyuno had‍‌⁠ killed him at​​⁠ the very beginning,‍‌ so I never‌‌⁠ even got to‌​ see him.

The‍ second was the‌⁠‌ Chef Zombie in‌‌ the underground area.​​⁠

According‍ to the story,‌⁠⁠ he was a cook who fled‍ to the generator‍‍ room when the⁠⁠ outbreak began and‌ ended up turning​ into a zombie⁠‌ there.

Having‍ been trapped in​ a place filled‍​‌ with constant noise​‍​ twenty-four hours a day, he had‌⁠​ become far more⁠‍ ferocious than any‍​‍ other zombie and​ had extraordinarily sensitive‍‌‌ hearing.

The‌‌‌ Chef Zombie was‌ a time-limit boss.‌‍‌

He‌ constantly struck the⁠ emergency generator to‌‌‍ reduce its operational‍ capacity.

If​ the player focused⁠​‍ too much on‌ delivery missions and‌ took too long‍‌ to confront him,‌⁠​ he would completely⁠​ destroy the generator,​ and the game⁠‌‌ would immediately end‍ with a Bad‌ Ending.

Furthermore,‍ once the battle‍ began, he attacked‌​​ indiscriminately.

That‌​ was why it‍‍ was crucial to‌​​ keep his attention‌ away from the⁠ generator to prevent​ him from destroying​​ it.

If‍​ too much time‍⁠‌ passed after the‌‌ battle started without​​‍ repairing the generator,​ it would explode,​‍⁠ blowing the entire​‌‍ underground sector sky-high.‍‍

Game‌​‍ Over.

But‌⁠‌ if you reduced​​‍ the boss’s health⁠‍ to less than‍⁠ half before finishing‌ the repairs,

it​ was also Game⁠ Over.

The​​⁠ Chef Zombie would‍​‍ self-destruct, causing the⁠⁠‍ generator to explode.‍‌

It​ was a battle​ designed so that‍‌‍ anyone unfamiliar with​​‌ the mechanics would​‍ inevitably lose.

I had defeated the‍‍​ Chef Zombie so‌⁠ many times that​‍​ I was sick‌‌‌ of seeing him.‍⁠‌

That⁠‍ was why I had let my‍⁠ guard down a little.

I thought I would‍‍⁠ be able to⁠‍​ react to almost‍‍ any unexpected situation.⁠‍‍

But​‍ my zombification disappearing…‍

That⁠⁠ had been completely‍​ beyond anything I could have anticipated.‍​‌

The‍⁠‍ moment I exhaled‌ the breath I had been holding,‌ the Chef Zombie‌‌⁠ lunged at me.​‍

“Graaaah!”​​

“Goyo!”⁠​​

“Recruit!”⁠​‍

Kwak‌ Hanmuk and Mo‍‍‌ Haein immediately reacted​​ to the unexpected​⁠ situation, but I stopped them.

“I’m‍‍ fine!”

As‍‍⁠ I broke into⁠‍ a run, I shouted at the‌‍‌ top of my⁠ lungs.

“I’ll‌ handle the boss!‍​ Throw me the‍‌⁠ sling bag!”

Kwak⁠⁠⁠ Hanmuk ripped off⁠ the sling bag​‌⁠ in one motion⁠ and threw it.‌⁠‌

The​​⁠ small bag traced‌ a perfect arc‌ before landing right⁠‌‌ in my hands.​‌

I caught it in‌ midair.

Meanwhile,​‍ Kwak Hanmuk and‍ Mo Haein ran⁠ toward the spare‍‍‌ parts cabinet.

Kwak‌⁠ Hanmuk slammed his‍​‍ entire body into⁠‍‌ the metal filing‍‌‌ cabinet.

He​ tore the door⁠‍ off by force‍⁠‌ and dumped out​‍⁠ every part inside.⁠⁠

◆Wha?t?!⁠‌⁠ Ma?in Qu?est!!: Defeat‍ the enraged Chef⁠​ Zombie.

Are‍‌​ you…? Are…? Crazy…?‌ Out of your​‍ mind…?

You‍‌‍ think you’ve definitely⁠​‍ lost your mind.‍⁠​

■■‌‍​ ■ is still‍‍⁠ weak.

Your‌‍‍ abilities are also‌​‌ pitifully insignificant.

You‌‍​ swear you’ll never​‍ ignore a system​‍ window again.

However,⁠ the disaster has​⁠‌ already begun.

The⁠‌⁠ chef, who was‌⁠⁠ always angry because‌‍ the researchers complained⁠‌ about the food,​​ became even more‍‌ violent after turning‍ into a zombie.⁠‍

He​‍‌ might tear you‌ apart. Apart! Apart!‌​⁠ Apa-apa-apart!

Defeating⁠⁠​ the enraged chef​‍ will never be⁠ an easy task.‌‌

‘Of⁠ course. If you‌ actually said something‌⁠ useful from the​‍⁠ beginning…’

Then⁠ I’d diligently read⁠‌‍ every system window‍ myself.

It‌‍⁠ was still the⁠ same.

There‍​‌ wasn’t a single​‌ useful line.

Just‍ lectures about not​ reading them and‍‌ a bunch of‌‍ nonsense.

I glanced over my⁠‍‍ shoulder at the⁠⁠‍ Chef Zombie, who⁠‍ continued chasing me.‌

‘Am⁠ I the only‍‍‌ one whose zombification​​ disappeared?’

Judging‌⁠⁠ by the way​‌ he was targeting‍‌ only me, the‌‌⁠ answer was obvious.​

I didn’t understand why‍ it had happened.‍‍

After​ Mo Haein bit‍ me, I hadn’t‌‍‍ done anything at⁠​​ all.

The‌⁠⁠ only difference between⁠‍​ me and Kwak​ Hanmuk

was‍‍‍ that I was‍ the System.

That​⁠‌ was the only‌ explanation I could‍‌ come up with.⁠

And​⁠⁠ once the boss‌ had already recognized⁠ me as his‌ target, even if​ I turned back‍‌ into a zombie‌​‍ now, it wouldn’t⁠⁠ matter anymore.

I’d⁠​ have to face​ the Chef Zombie‌​ as a human.‌‍​

You‍ think you’re truly‍‍‌ in a desperate‍‍‌ situation this time.​

But‍ fortunately, there is‌​‌ a way to‍⁠ overcome it.

You​ wish to register​‍‌ ‘Mo Haein’ and⁠​ ‘Kwak Hanmuk’ to‌ complete the ‘3​ slots’ and raise⁠ the System’s power‌⁠‌ to a new⁠‍ level.

Do⁠‍⁠ you wish to⁠ register ‘Mo Haein’⁠ and ‘Kwak Hanmuk’?‍

Oh,‌​‌ seriously.

‘It’s⁠⁠​ precisely because you‌⁠‌ keep saying this⁠⁠ kind of nonsense​​​ that I stop‍‌‌ reading you.’

The‌ strange sensation I had experienced when‍ registering Je Hyuno‌‍‍ was still vivid‌⁠​ in my memory.​​

I didn’t want to‌‌ register anyone else.​

Ignoring‍‍​ the system window‌‌⁠ as I continued​​​ running, I surveyed‍ the generator room.​

It‍‍​ was a spacious‍‌ area dominated by‍‌ a massive engine.⁠

But‍​ not spacious enough​ to play cat⁠ and mouse with‌ the Chef Zombie‍⁠ for six minutes.‌⁠‌

Especially‍‌ considering my agility.​​

If​ I were still‍ a zombie, my‍‌‌ physical abilities would⁠ be considerably better​‌‍ than they were⁠‍ now.

What​‌​ a shame.

I unzipped the sling⁠ bag and reached‌​ inside.

I pulled out one‌‍ of the items​⁠ Kwak Hanmuk had⁠​ obtained despite asking​ me over and‍ over what the⁠‍ hell I needed‍‍ it for.

A set of simple‍​ plastic gonggi stones.‌

Gonggi⁠‌‍ Stones: Use them‍​ only to play​ gonggi.

The⁠⁠ gonggi stones rattled‌‌​ continuously.

The⁠⁠‌ small filling inside‌⁠ them produced a soft clattering sound.​

I picked up one​​‌ of them and​‍‍ threw it in⁠​⁠ the opposite direction‌‍ from the one⁠​‌ I was running.‌​

“Graaaah!”‌

The‍‌ Chef Zombie let‌⁠ out a chilling‍ roar and immediately​ charged toward the‍⁠​ stone.

‘It‍​⁠ worked.’

Kwak⁠ Hanmuk had managed‍ to get the​ right item.

The‌ gonggi stones were​ a toy played⁠ with by a child at the⁠ elementary school in​ Green Zone.

The​​ Chef Zombie unfailingly‍⁠ reacted to the⁠ faint sound they‍ made.

Furthermore,‌ he always picked‍‍⁠ them up and‌ swallowed them.

When​ he did, he‌‌‍ became stunned for‌​ three seconds.

The⁠‌​ hidden strategy for​‌ defeating him was‌⁠ to keep throwing‌⁠ the stones while​ escaping.

But‍ there were only‍‍‌ five.

I couldn’t waste them‍‍ carelessly.

I had to manage​ them carefully while⁠ the emergency generator⁠⁠ was being repaired.⁠​‍

“Grrr…”‍​​

The‍ Chef Zombie picked⁠ up the stone⁠ with his rotten‍‌ hand.

He‍ had picked it‌ up instinctively, though‌ he didn’t seem‍⁠‍ to know what‍ to do with‍‍‌ it.

He​⁠ stood still for​⁠ a few moments‌‍​ before putting it​⁠‌ into his mouth​​ and swallowing it.​​​

While‌​ the Chef Zombie​‍ remained stunned, I climbed a metal‍‍ shelving unit where‍‍​ several pipes were‍‌⁠ neatly stored.

I climbed onto the‍‌‌ platform about two⁠‍‍ meters above the​⁠ ground and looked‍ toward the emergency⁠ generator.

At⁠‍ that moment, a system window appeared.‌⁠‌

The⁠ emergency generator repair​‌‌ has begun!

Repairers:⁠‍ Cheongroe, Morae. (The‌ repairers cannot be‍​​ changed once the‍ repair has begun.)​‌​

Current​ repair progress: 1%.‌‍

Kwak⁠‍‌ Hanmuk and Mo​​‍ Haein were sitting⁠ on opposite sides‌‍ of the generator,‍​‍ removing the metal‍ panels.

After‌ spraying the rust‌‌‌ remover, Mo Haein⁠​ hurled the aerosol⁠‍ can with all‍‍‍ her strength.

Clang!⁠

The‍ can struck the‌‍ metal fence on⁠⁠ the opposite side.⁠‍⁠

Just​ then, the Chef​⁠ Zombie’s stun ended.‌​⁠

As‍ he searched for⁠ me, he immediately​‌ rushed toward the‌‍​ source of the‍⁠ impact.

“…”⁠

Mo‍ Haein checked with​‍ trembling eyes that‍ I was still​‌ unharmed.

Then​ she immediately went‌‍‍ back to work.‍

She​‌ ran over to‌ Kwak Hanmuk’s side,​⁠​ and the two⁠⁠ of them began‍⁠⁠ loosening bolts with‌ wrenches and replacing‌ the damaged cables​⁠⁠ according to their‍⁠‍ respective colors.

They‍ both worked calmly,‍⁠ exactly as I had explained during​⁠​ the briefing.

It‍‌⁠ looked like they⁠‌‌ would finish the‍‌ repairs within the‌​ six minutes I had estimated.

Thanks​‍‌ to the few‍‍‌ seconds Mo Haein‍⁠⁠ had bought me,​ I managed to‌⁠​ climb to the‍‌‌ top of the​⁠ shelving unit without‍⁠​ any trouble.

“Kieeaaa!”‍

The​ Chef Zombie let‌‍ out a horrifying‍ shriek and slammed​⁠ into the shelving‌ unit.

The⁠‌ impact was so​ powerful that even‍​ the metal frame,​​‍ firmly bolted to‍ the floor, shook.⁠

The​⁠⁠ most important thing​⁠ was to keep⁠​ all of his‍‍ attention focused on‌‍ me.

I left the repair⁠​ progress window in‍‍ the corner of⁠​‌ my vision and‍ waited for the‍‌‌ Chef Zombie to‍ finish climbing.

When​‌‍ he was only⁠ one level away‍‍​ from reaching me,​

I took off running.​​

I sprinted along the⁠‍‌ long row of⁠⁠ metal shelves as​⁠ though it were‍⁠ a running track.⁠

The‍‍​ Chef Zombie immediately⁠⁠‌ chased after me.⁠​​

His‌‍‌ apron, riddled with​⁠​ holes, flapped noisily​‌ as he ran.‍⁠‌

Just​ before reaching the⁠ end of the‌‌ shelving unit, I threw the second⁠ gonggi stone to⁠ the opposite side.​‌‌

Just‍ as I expected,‍⁠ the Chef Zombie​ reacted to the‌ sound once again.⁠⁠

Crash!​​

As​⁠ he chased after​​ the stone, he​ fell off the‍ shelving unit.

The‌​ impact left him⁠ motionless for a few seconds.

Then​​‌ his body bent​‌ with horrifying cracks⁠ before he got‍ back to his‌​ feet.

And‌ he ran after‍ the stone once‍‌ more.

I took the opportunity‍​​ to check on⁠ the repairs.

Mo​ Haein had returned⁠​ to the right‌​ side to clean‍‍ off the rust​‌⁠ and remove the⁠‍ internal bolts.

On‌ the left side,‌ Kwak Hanmuk had​​⁠ already finished connecting‌ the cables and‌ was tightening the⁠‌‍ bolts one by‌‌ one.

The​​‍ intense heat radiating⁠⁠ from the generator’s​ engine caused sweat⁠⁠ to trickle down⁠⁠ Kwak Hanmuk’s temples.​‍

When​ the Chef Zombie‍ came back toward‍ the shelving units,⁠​ I ran this​‍‍ time toward the‍‍‌ generator’s cooling fan.‍

The⁠ scorching air it‍‍ expelled was unbearable.​‌

But‌ it was the​‍​ noisiest spot in‌​‌ the entire room.​⁠‌

As‌ long as I stayed there, the​​ Chef Zombie would​‍‌ temporarily lose track​ of me.

Just‌​​ as I expected,​‍​ the monster hesitated‌⁠ for a moment​ after losing sight‌‌ of his target.‍​

For‍‌ the next minute,​‌⁠ he would wander​⁠ around looking for‍ me.

But‌ once that minute‍‍‍ was over, he⁠ would go back⁠​ to attacking the‍ generator.

I had to act‌⁠‍ before that happened.‍‍‌

With⁠‍ that brief window⁠ of safety, I counted the seconds⁠ in my head‌‍ while watching the‍‍ metal fence on⁠⁠‍ the opposite side.​‌

Behind‌‌​ it stood another‍​ generator that was‌​ completely shut down.⁠‌

Just⁠ as the Chef‌‍‍ Zombie was about‍⁠⁠ to stop searching​‌‍ for me, I threw the third⁠⁠ gonggi stone.

Not​​‌ too hard and⁠⁠⁠ not too softly.‍‌⁠

The‍ stone passed perfectly⁠‌ through the gap​ in the fence‌ and landed exactly‌ where I wanted‌ it to.

In‍⁠⁠ a place the⁠‍⁠ Chef Zombie could‍ barely reach with‍ his hand.

The‌ moment he heard​‍ the sound, the‌‍ monster hurled himself‌ at the fence.‌⁠

Unable‍ to reach it‍‍ through the openings,​‌ he began ripping⁠ the mesh apart‍ with brute force.⁠

Crack!‌‍ Crack!

The‍ wires began to‌‍ snap.

The​ sharp ends pierced​‍ the backs of⁠‌ his hands.

A viscous, putrid liquid‍ began dripping from⁠ the wounds.

But‍ zombies don’t feel‌⁠​ pain.

The​‍ Chef Zombie completely‌ mangled his own​ hands as he⁠‌​ tore apart the‌ fence.

In⁠‍⁠ the end, he​‌ managed to grab‍‍ the stone and⁠ shove it into​ his mouth.

I hadn’t anticipated that.‌‌⁠

In‍⁠ the game, you⁠​​ only saw him‍‍‍ tearing down the​ fence.

It‌ never showed him‌ injuring himself like‌‌ that.

After‍ all, the game‌⁠ had pixel graphics.​⁠

There⁠⁠ was a limit​⁠‍ to how much‍‌⁠ information it could‍‍ convey.

‘If⁠​ he’s a chef,⁠‍​ he shouldn’t be⁠‍ destroying his hands.’‌⁠⁠

I had no choice‌​‍ but to slightly⁠ alter my plan.‍

I pulled a pistol​⁠ out of the​​ sling bag.

It‌‍ was a compact⁠​⁠ Glock 19 with‍‍⁠ a fifteen-round magazine.⁠⁠‌

But‌‌‌ I only intended‌⁠​ to fire one⁠⁠ shot.

The‌ Chef Zombie didn’t‌⁠ have that much⁠ health.

If​‌ I mishandled the‍ weapon and reduced‍⁠​ his health below‌ half,

he‍​ would immediately self-destruct.‌‍

It‌‌⁠ was a tool​‍​ that was as​‍ useful as it‌ was dangerous.

I had wanted to​⁠⁠ avoid using firearms​‍ whenever possible.

But⁠‌‍ this time I had no other​ choice.

I racked the slide‌​ and aimed at‍​ the Chef Zombie.‌‍

In⁠‌‌ FPS games, I had been an​⁠ excellent marksman.

But​‌​ this was reality.‌

I hadn’t even received​ basic military training.⁠

It‍​ was the first​‌⁠ time I had‌​​ ever held a real gun.

The​‍⁠ rough texture of⁠​ the grip lightly‍‌⁠ scraped against my⁠⁠ palm.

With⁠ every nerve in‌‌‌ my body focused,‍​‍ I placed my‌ finger on the‌‌ trigger.

The‌ Chef Zombie growled​​​ as he turned‍ toward me.

He‍​ had detected the​‌ sound of my​‍‌ breathing and charged​​ immediately.

I waited calmly.

‘When⁠⁠ he’s as close​⁠‍ as possible.’

That⁠‍‌ was the best‌ way to minimize⁠ the margin of⁠ error.

The​‌ approaching zombie seemed​​⁠ to be moving‍ in slow motion.⁠​

Even‌⁠ though it was‌‍​ impossible for him⁠⁠ to actually be​ moving slowly.

As‍ I focused all‌ my attention,

I felt an intense⁠ heat in my‌ eyes.

It⁠ was that same​‍⁠ sensation I had‍‍ already experienced several​​‍ times.

Strange⁠ as it was,​‌

it​ didn’t scare me.‍‌

On​ the contrary.

It‍ felt completely natural.​​​

I pulled the trigger.‍

Bang!⁠

The⁠‌​ recoil caused the‌⁠‌ barrel to jerk​⁠ upward, and the⁠ shell casing flew⁠ off to one‍‍ side.

The‍⁠ first shot only‌​ left a long‍⁠‍ groove across the​⁠ zombie’s skin before‌‌ deflecting away.

But​‍ I smiled.

And‍ pulled the trigger‌‌ again.

This‍ time I didn’t‌ miss.

The​‌‌ bullet pierced his‌ kneecap.

“Kiaaa!”​​‌

The‍‌‍ Chef Zombie lost‌⁠ his balance and‍‌ collapsed to the‍ ground.

The⁠​ sound of the‌ shell casing hitting‌​‍ the floor echoed⁠⁠‍ loudly.

I immediately lowered the⁠ gun.

If​​ I kept firing,‍‌ I’d enter his​ self-destruction threshold.

I slowly exhaled and⁠‍ looked toward the‌‌​ generator.

But⁠⁠ Kwak Hanmuk and​‍ Mo Haein were‌‍ no longer repairing‌​⁠ it.

Both⁠ of them had‌⁠⁠ stopped working.

With​ tense expressions, they⁠‍ were staring fixedly⁠​‍ at me.

‘What’s‍‌ wrong?’

I quickly looked around‌‌ to see if​ there was something‌⁠ near me.

But‍​‌ there was nothing.‍‍‌

Then‍‌‌ I saw my‍ reflection in the⁠ glass door of⁠ the fire extinguisher​​ cabinet.

Even​ through the dirty‍⁠ glass, it was‌⁠‌ perfectly clear.

My‍ eyes were glowing⁠‍‍ with an intense⁠ golden color.

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