Became A Necromancer In a Zombie World

The newly discovered skills are a total of three.

"Could one of these be it...?"

It's a tough choice to make.

The skills are named: Impregnable, Recycling, and Self-Repair.

These are the three in total.

"Is there no description or anything?"

I hesitated to click on any of them, fearing that clicking might lead to immediate acquisition without further explanation.

Right now, at the moment of choosing the first skill, I could only rely on imagining what they might do based on their names.

'...First, Impregnable.'

The meaning is clearly 'to become so difficult to attack that it's impossible to conquer.'

It's likely related to defending the stronghold, I suppose.

But that's all I can guess. I can't even imagine what kind of effect it might have.

One thing is for sure, though.

I don't need such a skill yet.

'Anyway, with zombies around, no one can come here.'

There are at least hundreds of zombies wandering around here.

Maybe even reaching into the thousands.

Although it's just a rough estimate, with a horde of this size, even soldiers would run out of bullets trying to take them down.

Plus, if we're short on zombies, I can always gather more.

'Then next... Recycling?'

An English word meaning recycling.

Why does it switch from Korean to English names?

The naming sense for these skills is quite whimsical.

Anyway, the second skill is recycling.

'...Recycling, huh.'

I'm not entirely sure how this recycling would work.

"Let's skip this for now, next is... Self-Repair."

The ability to repair oneself.

Since it's a stronghold skill, it probably means the ability to repair the stronghold itself.

Then the question arises:

"Can it fix electricity?"

Or perhaps restore water supplies so we can use water again.

That seems too far-fetched, though.

After all, electricity and water aren't something a department store can generate on its own.

'...But with these fantastical superpowers...'

Maybe it's possible.

I felt a fleeting sense of hope.

"...Hmm, what should I really choose?"

If I were just given one skill without having to choose, I'd use it without complaints. But with options, I have to be cautious.

There's no guarantee I'll get another chance at obtaining skills.

The two skills I'm considering are:

Recycling and Self-Repair.

I spent a while pondering over these two skills in front of me.

"...Alright, I'll go with this."

After about 20 minutes of deliberation, I finally made my choice.

The skill I chose is [Recycling].

Actually, I was quite tempted by Self-Repair, but there was something even more intriguing.

The recycling skill.

Whether its effect would meet my expectations...

[You have selected a stronghold skill. The chosen skill is 'Recycling'.]

As I clicked on the skill, it was selected as expected, and I moved to the next message.

[Stronghold LV. 2

Location: Basement 1 of S Department Store

Stronghold Skill: Recycling

- Regenerates consumables within the stronghold on a daily basis.

Current Skill Level: 1

Regeneration Quantity: 1]

"Holy shit...!!"

The status window showing the stronghold's information appeared before me, and I trembled upon reading the new skill's detailed description.

The newly acquired stronghold skill, Recycling.

I had hoped for something like this given the name, and my hopes were delightfully met.

'If this skill's description is true, I won't have to worry about food anymore!'

It regenerates consumables within the stronghold.

For example, medicine, oil, and so on.

If this skill were obtained in an average household, the effect wouldn't be as significant, but my chosen stronghold is currently the food section of the largest department store in Seoul.

Meaning, all the food on this floor would be regenerated.

[Activating Stronghold Skill – Recycling.]

[The amount regenerated by the skill's effect is 1.]

After confirming the skill's activation, I immediately moved to another location.

I headed to the canned goods corner where I've been sourcing food recently.

"...It's here."

There, indeed, was a new can of tuna where I had taken one just days ago.

"Even bottled water, drinks, and... snacks are back."

Everything was added as per the description.

'If this were a regular household, it would just be about regenerating food from the fridge...'

I looked around.

All the empty spots from where I had taken things were now filled with new items.

And then.

"...Holy fuck, even vegetables?!"

One surprising thing that made me curse out loud:

Even the raw food I hadn't consumed was now being replenished.

"And with that, top-grade Korean beef, pork belly, and even fresh tuna...'

I suddenly wondered why such a convenient ability was given to me.

It felt like the heavens were looking down and telling me to live comfortably.

And then, a message from the past status window came to mind.

[Player's desire has been recognized. Referencing data for system configuration.]

Perhaps, my guess is that these convenient abilities are designed based on my desires.

'No, now's not the time for such thoughts. The important thing is the current situation.'

I looked at the array of fresh food in front of me and thought:

This is a miraculous skill.

And by applying this miracle to the department store, I've become a god.

In this world where a zombie apocalypse has erupted, I've become almost the only human who can eat gourmet food beyond mere canned goods.

'Hey, you're late...'

Yoo Ha-yeon was swinging her legs on the bed, waiting for Lee Se-ho, who had left saying he had something to do.

She wanted to help him, but he had refused.

"...I wish there was something I could do."

She didn't like just lounging around, eating the precious food Lee Se-ho brought back.

Of course, he would embrace her whenever he wanted, as if it were a payment.

'That feels good for me too, so it doesn't feel like I'm helping...'

Yoo Ha-yeon enjoyed sex with Lee Se-ho.

In fact, she felt like she was the one receiving more pleasure, making her feel like she was on the receiving end rather than contributing.

"...Ugh, again."

━Drip.

Thinking about sex with Lee Se-ho, Yoo Ha-yeon felt a surge of excitement between her legs again.

This has been happening a lot lately.

Whenever she thought of him or their bodies met, she would get uncontrollably aroused.

As a result, her body would eagerly prepare and release fluids.

"Really, eating, hugging, sleeping, eating, hugging, sleeping..."

'What kind of animal life is this?'

She felt a pang of guilt, wondering if it was okay to live so comfortably.

Just a few days ago, she was starving in her lonely studio apartment, waiting for death.

Now, she had a strong man protecting her, providing food, and giving her warm embraces.

"...I really... I really need to do something."

If she continued like this, she'd become less than livestock.

She absolutely didn't want that.

Above all, she didn't want to be seen by Lee Se-ho as just an animal that only eats, has sex, and sleeps.

'...Okay!'

With that, Yoo Ha-yeon got up from the bed.

If Lee Se-ho wouldn't give her work, she'd find something to do herself.

"First, let's tidy up this place."

Her first task was to organize one corner of the bedding section where they were staying.

Although it was somewhat tidy, it had been quite disheveled due to the zombie outbreak.

She wanted to make this place feel like a home for her and Lee Se-ho.

That was her ultimate goal.

"Hmm... this bed. It's a bit off."

While organizing small items, Yoo Ha-yeon noticed the bed.

Its placement was awkward.

It was originally displayed for sale, so lying on it felt more like sleeping on a product rather than a bed in a room.

'...Can I move it by myself?'

The king-size bed looked incredibly heavy at first glance.

'Yeah, let's try it.'

Yoo Ha-yeon clenched her fist.

Lee Se-ho managed to procure food daily, which seemed impossible.

In such a situation, she couldn't just struggle with moving heavy furniture.

Thus, Yoo Ha-yeon rolled up her sleeves and put her hands on the bed.

"Ufff! ...Huh?"

━Screech.

"...It moves so easily."

To her surprise, the bed moved with surprising ease, almost as if it had wheels.

But when she checked, there were no wheels on the legs.

'Then what about that wardrobe...'

Yoo Ha-yeon looked at the distant wardrobe.

If she could move it next to the bed, she could use it as a makeshift wall to create a room-like space.

"..."

With a sense of doubt, she pushed the wardrobe.

━Screech.

As expected, it moved smoothly too, without her having to exert much force.

"Why am I like this...?"

Before the zombie outbreak, Yoo Ha-yeon was just an average college girl who couldn't even open a tightly sealed bottle.

And typically, an average college girl wouldn't be able to move a wardrobe on her own.

That would be difficult even for a man.

But Yoo Ha-yeon moved the wardrobe in an instant without breaking a sweat.

'What's going on...?'

The sudden surge of superhuman strength confused her.

Thanks to this mysterious power, she could easily transform one corner of the bedding section into a room-like setup.

"Oh, what's this? Did you remodel?"

Just then, Lee Se-ho approached with a large load of supplies.

"Ah, sir!"

Yoo Ha-yeon was about to run to him but hesitated for a moment.

"What's wrong? Why are you like that?"

Lee Se-ho, expecting her to embrace him, looked at her with concern.

'...Is something wrong?'

He wondered if she was resisting him, but upon closer inspection, that didn't seem to be the case.

Rather, she seemed hesitant to approach him.

"Sir... I, I might be..."

With her mouth tightly shut, Yoo Ha-yeon looked at Lee Se-ho with teary eyes.

"I might be infected...!"

After finishing the task and acquiring a new skill, I returned to the third floor with a large amount of food for the party.

However, Yoo Ha-yeon seemed strange.

'...I see, Yoo Ha-yeon has gained physical enhancement.'

I recalled her servant attribute after hearing her explanation.

The servant attribute she gained from our first internal ejaculation.

It was Physical Enhancement.

I was curious about what kind of ability this S-class attribute would grant.

"Sob, sir, look at this! I must be infected, I'm sure of it!"

She was holding up a refrigerator in front of me like a teddy bear.

'How much does a refrigerator weigh?'

Even without knowing the exact weight, it was clear her strength was beyond normal.

The sight of a pretty college girl crying while shaking a refrigerator was beyond imagination.

"Don't worry. You're not infected."

"But, but this is definitely weird! If I'm not a zombie, there's no way I could have this kind of strength!"

If she didn't know about my abilities, this would be the only logical explanation she could think of.

"If you come near me... you might get infected too."

Yoo Ha-yeon pushed me away, sobbing as I approached.

She thought that if she was infected, even though she hadn't been bitten, I might get infected by being close to her.

'Is it time to reveal my abilities?'

I hadn't planned to reveal my information to this extent yet.

I intended to reveal it when she was trained enough not to leave me.

'Well, looking at this food, she might figure it out on her own.'

I decided as I looked at the high-end beef and other delicious food in the bag.

First, I had to calm down Yoo Ha-yeon, who was shaking the refrigerator in panic.

"You, you can't come near me! Sob, you might get infected too...!"

"Is that so? Then there's nothing I can do."

I nodded, agreeing with the scaredy-cat who was frightened by something trivial.

Surprised by my quick acceptance, Yoo Ha-yeon widened her tear-filled eyes.

And as I looked at her, I pulled something out of the bag.

"Then I'll have to eat this top-grade beef all by myself..."

I spoke in a regretful tone as I set up a portable gas burner on a nearby chair.

"...Eh?"

Thump.

Seeing this, Yoo Ha-yeon dropped the refrigerator, her eyes widening even more.

Now, drool was dripping from her mouth instead of tears.

"Stop being foolish and come here. We're having a party today."

For my first slave's welcome party, I laid out various vegetables, beef, and premium alcohol on the table.

"Today, we'll eat and drink to our heart's content, and then, until you're exhausted and collapse, I'll keep going, so be prepared."

At my smiling words, Yoo Ha-yeon swallowed her saliva, her face flushing red.