SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Chapter 65

The True Demon War.

(4) ========================== While I and Bae Huo-ryeong were chatting, the Yakwang boiled water with the Evian Bismuuri-like mineral water.

Meanwhile, on the one hand, he laid out a frying pan and a chopping board and started cooking.

A fragrant smell filled the cave.

“Huh, huh.”

The king of medicine was quick.

A soup cooked with mussels, a dish made of white fish with the skin crispy grilled like a steak, topped with asparagus, a dish made of fish and elongated scallops garnished with parsley, a dish similar to porridge with cream poured over it and minced clams and mushrooms From cooking to roasting the whole lamb leg, it was finished in just 15 minutes and served out.

“Old people! It's not good, but eat it.

You should eat well while you are young.

Tsutsui.”

Seeing the dishes lined up in front of him, Maengju Moorim widened his eyes.

“Ah, no, me too, and that thousand-year-old has aged poorly… … “Did you guys eat something like the elixir of fire too? Oh, if it was Silicon Valley, you would have patented it! The appearance of the king of medicine while pouring mussel soup into a large bowl is similar to the appearance of a greedy grandmother, no, there was no abusive grandfather.

I also took a bowl of mussel soup.

The smell is plausible, but the moment I put it in my mouth thinking that the mussel soup is what mussel soup.

'Oh my God, it's so delicious!?' Is it because I just ate some nonsensical food scraps that say Byeokgokdan or something? First of all, there was no fishy taste.

And the color of the soup was red because it wasn't just boiled with water, but something like red vegetables.

It was delicious to eat this floating crab with soup alone.

The mussel meat is also very chewy, so it was fantastic to burst the juice that was mixed with the juice and soup while it was wrapped around the tongue and teeth.

It was a real taste.

Even after winning the lottery, the White Mocha Frappuccino Venti Quad The addition of LaShot Java Chip Half Chocolate Drizzle was a shock to me, who was the limit of luxury.

The pharmacist, who had not yet achieved fame and was rolling in the slum, was the same.

The pharmacist's eyes widened.

"Oh my God.

It's delicious..." The pharmacist explained the taste by unraveling it.

“This shrimp.

It's plump and solid.

And it literally tastes like shrimp… … .

Not dirty at all...

… Uh, how does shrimp taste like this? In addition, the Mil-Feuille served with this dessert tastes like Nunetine has been awarded the title of nobility.

It tastes like it was awarded a marquis title rather than an ordinary title, and the yogurt ice cream underneath is freshly spread with passion fruit juice, giving the feeling of squaring sour and sour… … Uh, how does it taste like this?”

The king of medicine's nose rose.

“That’s because when I was in my 50s, I got three Misslain Stars as the owner-chef! eh.

If only the crater had been properly equipped instead of the usual burners, your stomach would have exploded.”

I wonder if this person, the drug lord, is not only making some medicine, but is also a really great person? Silicon Valley, Wall Street, boxing champs aren't bluffs, are they all true? “Why did such a great yangban come to the tower?”

The viper also asked if he was curious about it, taking a big bite out of the seafood porridge (the official name seems to be abalone ttuple risotto).

The king of medicine snorted.

“Why can’t people like me come? Marcus, he's also come to the tower!" indeed.

“Did you know each other from the outside?”

“What do you know? He was just a filthy mean guy who was born in a filthy rich chaebol family.

Self-made in Silicon Valley, I guess I'm just a lucky guy.

That guy said he had bad luck in his later years and came to the tower with a knife...

.”

The words that started with a snot ended in a blur.

The apothecary, the viper, and me all looked at the drug king with a slightly re-watched face.

Perhaps that gaze was not enough and it tickled, the king of medicine stirred the ladle like a bird.

“Eat something!”

So we ate it.

It was really amazingly delicious.

It was the moment when the culinary director of the Cheonmasillok Expedition was decided.

“It really is the best taste.”

Cheonma, the main character of the Cheonma Sillok, said while pouring the dishes into his mouth without stopping.

“Are you a hostess of the imperial family? Well, no.

It is different from Chinese cuisine.”

Moorim Maengju also spit on the cream pasta while sucking it.

“That guy is just my words.

As a leader, I have eaten various dishes, but this is the first time.”

“These strange dishes, and the appearance of richness… I wonder where you came from and how you came.”

“Have you ever found a way to cure schizophrenia?”

The two Muslims' eyes lit up.

It was natural.

From their point of view, we are humans for the first time in many years.

It is inevitably surprising, and one can only hope that a cure has been invented.

I felt sorry for myself, but I shook my head.

"Nope.

We are still in the process of finding a cure.”

“Ugh.

Is it like that too...

.”

Was it disappointing as expected? Both of their faces darkened.

"but.

All the lawmakers and guru from Kang-ho rushed in and tried to fix the ailment, but no one succeeded.”

“Even the masters of the Mosan faction, who are experts in Kangxi, raised their hands and feet, so the situation would not have been different even if they were only Sae… .”

“Is there really no cure?”

I said.

“I’m not bragging, you just watched the cooking.

We have different knowledge than you.

In particular, the pharmacists here are better than anyone in curing diseases and inventing medicines.”

The pharmacist who was taking a large bite of the lamb blushed.

The king of medicine muttering 'because it's lucky' next to him...

… Well, I feel a little sorry for getting delicious food.

“The person over there is capable of assisting this pharmacist.

If you can help, even a little, we can develop a cure.”

"......." Chunma and Moorim Maengju looked at each other.

“There is nothing to say about the cure… ." "Well, it wasn't that there was no way at all..." The pharmacist's face turned red, "What, what?" “…wait here.”

After a while, Cheonma and Maengju Moorim brought a large coffin, and when the coffin was opened, a zombie was lying there.

He frowned and closed his mouth.

The zombie was as calm as when he had been exposed to the sun.

Maybe it was because he was tied up with chains, or because there were stingers in each joint, he lay still immobile.

I raised my head.

”

“He is a long-time writer of the shaman.”

Chunma said calmly, "After being bitten by Kang Shi, he left the body to us to use his own body to study it.

But there was only one way we found out.

It was to block the blood flow throughout the body with saliva." Cheonma reached into the coffin and said, "Be careful." The stinger from the zombie's neck was unwrapped, and the devil pulled it out.

-Uh-uh-huh!! At that moment, the zombie, who had been quiet as if asleep, opened his eyes.

"As you can see, the pharmacist fell backwards in surprise.

The zombie opened his mouth to bite the pharmacist.

Clap! Clap! The zombie attack ended in vain because of the chains, but the pharmacist had to break a sweat." .”

Chunma cut the zombie's neck again.

Then, the zombie slowly closed its eyes again.

The zombie's complexion became more comfortable as if it had just erupted.

Yes.

Cervical vertebrae.

However, this is only a temporary prescription rather than a cure.”

“Those who have been bitten by Kangsi are stained with takgi through blood and prayer.”

Takgi.

Maybe I'm talking about a virus.

"This tablegi can't be defeated no matter how you sit cross-legged and eat good fortune.

Even the magician who cultivated the magic from the beginning, and the malco master who has the spirit as clear as a stream, once bitten, it's over.

Whole body It gets so hot that it burns, and in no time it turns into a river.”

Chunma slowly covered the crown.

"Shaolin's dangjung lasted the longest.

Even after Kang Shi bit his arm, he kept his sanity for a year.

But that's an exception, and even the best masters usually last more than a fortnight.

It is difficult.”

Chunma sighed.

"You bastards, can you really find a cure?" "......." The pharmacist did not answer.

Even the drug king, who had a bad temper, was speechless.

When none of our party responded, Chunma smiled bitterly.

"It's okay.

I thought there were only two people left, but just seeing a living person here means that my old mother takes care of me.

If you want, stay here forever.”

Moorim Maengju nodded, "I'll prepare a bed for you, so let's get some sleep today.

We'll have a lot to talk about, but let's continue to unravel tomorrow." The first day we fell into the apocalypse, we had to spend the night without achieving much 5.

“Ummm, I can’t eat any more…”

“Marcus bastard, if you go like that, do you mean that I will only be second for the rest of my life…”

Midnight.

The party went to sleep while muttering sleep talk.

The bed was laid out near the open-air bath, so there was no fear of shivering from the cold even though it was a bit damp.

-Zombie.

Why aren't you sleeping? I looked up at the sky.

It was open, so I could see the black night sky clearly.

'I have something to check.' Geomje shuts his mouth instead of asking what he wants to check.

He must also have a guess.

That guess, probably the same as I guess.

I pulled the blanket up to my face.

And closed my eyes and fell asleep.

The night grew deep.

Slowly, I felt the presence of someone approaching.

Not one, but two.

I held my breath quietly without opening my eyes.

She whispered in her voice, “…are you asleep?”

“…it seems so.”

“…Then take this opportunity and hurry up.”

“…Yeah.

Let’s finish it right away.”

The voices of Cheonma and Moorim Mengju.

Inkigae slowly moved away from us.

We could hear the sound of running water.

When our party was all asleep, the two Moorims started taking a bath.

'Now is the time'.

I suddenly got up and ran to the open-air bath.

Beyond the thick steam.

Chunma and Moorim Maengjoo were soaking in the bath in small suits.

The two of them were enjoying the hot spring with their tired faces, but were surprised to see the day they suddenly ran away.

?”

Maengju Moorim hurriedly immersed himself in the bath.

The old man couldn't hide his bewildered look.

That's right.

After seeing the bodies of the two Moorim men, I was convinced that my prediction was correct.

”

"......." Chunma narrowed her eyes.

She seemed to understand the situation a little faster than the old man.

She sighed lightly and looked at me quietly.

Ingo?”

“From the first time I saw it, I thought it was a little strange.”

I opened my mouth, "The weather was so cold, but the two of them were dressed lightly.

One was wearing only a dobok, and the other was wearing a small suit." It was freezing cold outside.

Without using the Auror, I couldn't stand it at all.

In such a severe cold, the Moorim people in front of them were wearing clothes that looked as if they were naked.

In other words, they are saying that they are very good at manipulating air force… It is strange that such people are getting tired of fighting dogs or walking a little bit.”

I said slowly, "There's only one interpretation to understand this: you two are focusing all your energy on [other things]." “I told you that once you get bitten by a river, your entire body will be stained with table cloth.

A while ago.”

I pierced through the water vapor and looked straight at Chunma and Moorim Maengju.

‘You two, have you already been bitten?”

"......." "This is what I think.

Chunma and Maengju.

The two of them were already infected by Kangsi a long time ago.

Just like the leaders of magic and factionalism, the two of them mobilized tremendous strength to play table tennis.

I'm just holding down the .

Am I wrong?”

Silence subsided in the open-air bath.

I heard the sound of the water shaking, and immediately, the Chunma got up.

"Ma, Madu, you..." "It's done.

Old man.

You haven't been caught already." Chunma shook her head, "Ahaha, Sae-eu, you are right." She turned her back on me, the pure white back of a heavenly horse, “The main seat and old body were already bitten by Kangxi three years ago.”

There was a purple, rotten scar on it, and Maengju Moorim showed the back of his neck slowly.

Likewise, there was a rotten wound there, except that the wound was on the neckline.

Above that, there was a clean human face as we have seen so far.

The swordsman clicked his tongue - Crazy.

- Confucius, do you know about this sword? 'Yes, it wraps the sword with its inner strength and makes it fly...?' -Yes.

Blocking the cervical vertebrae means that you lose the sensation under the neck.

Of course, you can't move.

In other words, they are paralyzed.

It's like moving the whole body [within the air], said Hwa-ryeong.

-The heart moves.

The heart beats.

-The breathing with the lungs.