SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Chapter 72

the picker of death.

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What word in the world does not match [zombie] the most? I know it's a silly question.

But this world is occupied by zombies.

Having suddenly learned martial arts while fighting zombies, I naturally had to worry about zombies.

So, I just realized what the word that doesn't match the most with zombies is.

- Whoa! That was [Jangpung].

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! A zombie in a black uniform put his hands together and fired a long wind.

I'm not kidding.

it's real I'll say it again.

[Zombie], who had lived as a Moorim in his lifetime, screamed and fired a [long wind] at me.

“Hey, crazy---.”

Whoops! The wind gently pushed me back.

I floated in the air like a stick.

Just what had happened so far was enough to make you lose your mind and lose your mind, but unfortunately, it didn't end there.

- Whoa! Zombies hit the ground and hit the ground.

mysterious footwork.

A smooth light work was performed.

The zombie's body soared into the air as if it were full of helium gas.

The zombie flew right up to my nose in an instant.

crazy.

"Hey! Wait, this is not real!”

I hurriedly swung my holy sword.

But before I could cut through the zombies, there was a voice blocking my blade.

“Go! Do not swing your sword haphazardly.”

It was the voice of heaven.

She was watching my fight from above the pit.

“Didn’t you tell me? Remember hunger, the suffering of the starving.

Recall only the sense of hunger.

Only by wielding it is the Demon Heavenly God Gong just a shell.”

“Ha, but!”

The zombie opened its mouth in front of its nose.

Close! He barely twisted his body to dodge the zombie's teeth.

There was no bird to properly launch, so he fell to the ground.

Am I even more angry when I dodge? The zombie roared and ran again.

“I’m not really hungry right now!”

“A stupid thing.”

The angel shouted as if frustrated.

“Can you not think of red in your head just because there is no red in front of you? Just because I'm not hungry right now won't bring back the feeling of hunger." Whoa! Even while Chunma was talking to me, the zombies were constantly scrawling their nails.

If it touches that nail even once, it's over.

Even I was infected with the zombie virus, and in a true sense, I became a Kim zombie.

Chaang! chuck! The zombie's claw struck my knife terribly.

I couldn't even attack, but focused on defending.

It was to die for.

“If it is impossible, it is because you are not yet used to the feeling of hunger.

hungry crab.

Those who have mastered the Demon Heavenly Gods must be able to freely think of their senses!”

feeling of hunger.

memories of hunger.

“Remember the longest time you ever starved.

Recall the feeling of that time.

where were you then What did you most like to eat? How long have you been starving!”

“The longest I’ve ever starved was 3 to 4 days… … " "What? Three to four days?" "…the longest you've been starving for the longest time in your life is only three days? It's ridiculous.

It's been a long time since the world has fallen into chaos, and the seasons are far away and famine is coming.

A son of a famous family.

If not for this, how could I have only starved for three days?”

“Me, the people we lived in were richer than Jungwon…”

Of course, towers were more prosperous than Moorim, where the powerful people wandered.

Yes, it is a place that enjoys modern civilization.

There are probably quite a few hunters who have never starved for more than two days.

”

Chunma sighed.

"The story doesn't work.

Hunger is the most urgent sense.

It is a pain that cannot be missed even for a day, a pain that cannot be denied by all people.

People live to satisfy their hunger.

The hunger felt by the Heavenly Son and the hunger felt by the common people are not the same.

No.

I, too, lived as an F-class hunter for over 10 years and was quite hungry.

When I bought tteokbokki from the outside world, I counted how many tteokbokki there are per serving, so I only bought tteokbokki at a store that gives 4 more.

.”

Chunma turned his back, "It's the principal's fault! I was expecting it even for a moment.

After all, he was a talker." I was at the bottom of a huge pit, so the back of the demon quickly disappeared from view.

Chaa-ang! Cheok! Barely blocking the zombie's teeth and nails, I shouted to the demon that had already moved away.

There was no answer: “Heavenly lord!?”

There was no answer, too.

Chunma, she was a musing woman with no pucks.

"Wait a minute! No, my god, starving is not even a job! Does it make sense that you can't learn martial arts because of that! Yes!?" The long-winded zombie opened its jaws, ah.

"Oh my gosh." Quazzie! [You're dead] [Returns back to 24 hours ago] "---Foot!" I came back the day before and stomped my feet.

While returning, I saw the skill card of a long wind zombie, suffered trauma, and received a system certification that the subject's ego was maintained, but that didn't matter now.

“Still, I lived through a lot of hardship!”

I was brave anger.

desire to win.

Only two emotions were burning in my heart as red and blue flames.

More than just burning, it was sizzling.

- Wow.

The mastermind was peaceful by my side.

-Training in a completely traditional way.

I'm teaching you the one and only esoteric season, but that's right.

it's a zombie As a matter of fact, if humans try to eat them raw, they become raw...

"like.

This is how it comes out!”

I ignored the hint and left the hot spring cave.

“If it comes out like that, what do you think I will be afraid of and surrender? This is a thousand words.

I'm the one who burned to death! There have been times when my head has been burned with fire! But I don't think I'll be able to die because I'm hungry!?" -Huh… .

Rarely, Bae Huo-ryeong had a bewildered expression on his face.

- Are you a zombie? Why? Hey.

Don't do this, and learn the sword only from me, not from a woman who asks if it's a demon or something.

Still, if I were to be a teacher, I would be more generous...

“If you are hungry, where are you going to starve?”

-Damn it.

The spirit behind murmured.

- That's a big deal.

This guy has been spinning Ah, when he gets mad, he really can't see anything in front of him...

Another few dozen days will just fly away...

From that day on, I entered the road of hell.

'I'm going to find the items needed to clear this stage.' He was so rude to his co-workers.

And left.

I went as far as possible from the hot spring cave alone and locked myself in the snowy mountain.

doing nothing just locked up - You crazy...

do you know what i am trying to do The mastermind looked at me with cold eyes.

- Are you just going to stay until you starve? right? "Yes.

By the way.”

-Gosh.

The commander-in-chief lamented.

-Everyone in the neighborhood should know just how old this guy is.

Gosh! I'm the only one who knows this, oh my gosh.

It is Han that died and became a ghost, Han.

noisy.

- It's a zombie.

No, Confucius.

please please It doesn't matter if you're mad and engrossed in your training, what's wrong with me having to keep watching you like that? huh? “Oh, it’s noisy.”

- Let me ask you one thing.

How many days do you plan to last? I sat down in a small cave in the snowy mountains.

It was different from the cave where Cheonma and his party stayed.

Of course, there was no hot spring, and there was no Byeokgokdan.

It was just a dark and cold cave.

"I do not know.

I have to pass 112 days first.”

-What? “I saw it in Trauma of Heaven.

That person once ate nothing for 111 days and survived only on good fortune breakfast.

So I'm going to last until 112 days." -It's like this raw sashimi...

The mastermind was swearing for about a minute.

But it was pointless.

No matter how much I spit, it couldn't hurt my mind.

I have already cross-legged.

-You can't stand it even if you try to hold on for more than 100 days! The commander-in-chief shouted.

-Look at the weather now.

It's cold! It's so cold! If you don't cover yourself with an auror, you're going to freeze to death right now, so how are you going to run the auror for 100 days? No matter how much energy you use and how much dragon you use, 20 days is probably the limit.

He thought that there was no answer with abusive language, so he was trying to persuade him.

- Besides, Confucius.

Surviving more than 100 days is no longer the realm of hunger.

Haven't you been starving for over 100 days? Don't tell me if you haven't starved.

“Have you ever starved?”

-cancer.

I know this because I practiced fasting following the crowds when I was young.

You may feel hungry for a few days, but most of the time you just don't feel hungry! It's not starving, it's just mental training.

Mental training! “Then I have an answer.”

I said bluntly.

“You just have to starve until the 15th and then repeat the same day on the 15th.

-.......

The master's mouth clenched.

- What are you doing? “I haven’t eaten anything for 15 days.

Only survive until hunger is at its peak.

And I commit suicide and stay on the 15th.

Hunger will not change.”

I looked at the ghost behind me.

“It repeats until the time of 112 days is reached.

how is it? It doesn't even come down The hunger is still felt.

That's the perfect answer.”

- This...

you madman...

The mastermind was astonished.

- Just learn from me...

Don't take a strange teacher as your teacher.

Is my martial arts better? If you really need a teacher, you can learn from me.

What the hell is driving you into such a crazy thing...

! “I will learn the magic of the Demon Goddess perfectly.”

My heart was burning.

“Do you know why the heavenly demon despaired of the world? Do you know why this world, [Cheonma Sillok] ended? It’s because I feel that living any longer means nothing.”

When Moorim Maengju was lying on a sick bed.

The angel muttered to himself.

“The whole world has become empty.”

That was the end of it.

If the world was regarded as a work of art, that was the last word on the last page.

that is meaningless.

Whatever the character says doesn't mean anything anymore.

No matter how the characters move, wherever they go, or what they feel, they have no meaning.

Even if hundreds of lines of lines stretch.

Even if there are thousands of lines of description.

to no avail It just becomes the same as white paper.

Then the work dies and the world dies.