Hiding the House in the Apocalypse

1. old man Kim

It’s a long, boring, and complicated story about how the world collapsed and became a mess, but there are plenty of fun episodes in it.

For example, I, Park Gyu, should be wisely prepared for the future.

The fact that a crisis is coming to mankind is a story that has been talked about from intellectuals to YouTubers, but among civilians, there are actually two types of people who have prepared for the crisis.

Either the rotten bum who has enough money to build an air-raid shelter on private property, or the bold doer who denies reality and invests everything in dubious possibilities.

I am the latter.

As soon as they sensed a crisis, they boldly disposed of their property and prepared for the coming destruction.

There was not much wealth inherited, but there was wealth accumulated.

I worked in a job where I had no choice but to collect money, and at the end of the day, I increased my workload like crazy while sleeping for about four hours a day.

Still, he did not have a lot of money like a rich man, so he learned his skills in his spare time while suffering from heavy workload.

Simple electrical work, construction, heavy machinery operation, drug and chemical synthesis, basic medicine and so on. What I don’t understand is that I bought a book or a video tutorial and saved it.

The most important thing was where to set the ground.

It was a difficult decision to make easily.

Survival experts, war zone survivors, backcountry explorers, and, later, a community of doomsday ‘Viva! Apocalypse!’

After long examination and deliberation, the site was selected based on the four requirements.

First, a place where no one lives nearby and no one will look for it in case of emergency.

Second, keep a proper distance from big cities.

Thirdly, the terrain of the lair.

Fourth, price.

The first requirement is the basic of basics.

For those who want to build their own fortress in preparation for destruction, the most dangerous thing is not monsters or zombies, but humans themselves.

In fact, humans have always been a major threat to my apocalypse life.

However, humans are a difficult species to live alone.

The second condition seems to contradict the first condition, but it is a very important requirement.

If you can interact with the city, you can get valuable information as well as necessary supplies in case of emergency.

It is very dangerous to leave your safe hiding place and go out into the dangerous world, but being locked in an air-raid shelter and not seeing a huge storm approaching is linked to certain death.

The third condition is the foundation for a struggle that will last forever until I die.

The hiding place should be able to be watched from all sides and should not be easily discovered from the outside.

Defense is the next issue to consider.

No matter how easy the terrain is to defend, it won’t be easy to protect it alone once the hideout has been discovered.

Humans are the largest animal of any species other than insects.

Oh, and soil quality and groundwater are also important.

The ground must be soft to dig deep, and groundwater is the water that will be my lifeblood after the water supply is cut off.

Of course, all these conditions must be considered within the limits of my wallet.

Money is said to be a piece of paperwork if the world collapses, but in order to prepare before the world collapses, you need money after all.

The site thus selected was a mountainous forest located between the air force base and the golf course.

There are few people and it is easy to observe, and it maintains an appropriate distance from large cities, but it has a fatal flaw.

The land was a so-called blind land with no roads.

It was an unavoidable choice.

The price of blind land is several to several times cheaper than land without it.

The low price was also helped by the piles of industrial waste dumped by unscrupulous waste traders who used it as an unauthorized dumping ground for construction waste.

However, thanks to that, we have prepared a fairly large site.

It was a large enough land to be compared to the golf course next door.

The problem of lack of roads was solved by providing labor to neighboring landowners free of charge and free of charge when harvesting crops, but it was not an easy task.

“You said you were from Seoul? Draw, let’s do well.”

I can’t remember the old man’s name now, but his last name was definitely Kim.

Chungcheong-do, with a skinny, short build, and about 70 years old, the first impression was not very good.

Sure enough, old man Kim’s temper was so f*cking right that even I, who had been quite liberated, sometimes felt the intent to kill.

Whenever he had a chance, he became annoyed and demanded to restore it to its original state, and blocking the only road with obstacles was a common occurrence, and he asked to come and help with chores.

When I came to the container house at 3:00 am and knocked on the door and asked to help, I felt the urge to throw it into the rice field.

well, what can i do Cheap is expensive.

The money saved on cheap land was used to buy heavy equipment, construction materials, and other items necessary for survival.

Heavy equipment includes excavators, loaders, drillers, and forklifts.

It would be cheaper and more professional to hire someone to build one, but my plan is to constantly expand and remodel my shelter.

My land of 220,000 pyeong is the base and base for my life in a world that is perishing, and it is a fortress for life that will be identified with me.

Naturally, at first I called someone.

It is not possible to follow the skills and know-how of people in the field with only the knowledge learned through the Internet and lectures.

“No, boss. Are these all your boss’s? What are you going to do?”

All the contractors who saw my heavy equipment collection were amazed.

“Well, I happen to have a hobby here.”

Moderately evasive, I tried to buy their favor.

At first, I noticed that the client was reluctant to jump into the work, but after buying a few drinks and turning around a few times, I moved as one body with them as if I were a team.

From them, I was able to learn blood and bone knowledge that I could never learn from lectures or textbooks, such as how to dig into the ground, how to support the dug-in ground, and the ideal mixing ratio and pouring method of cement.

But don’t be shy.

When construction began in earnest, old man Kim had a temper.

“No, what the hell are you doing there, gathering people like that? Did you get a development permit?”

After accepting his temper for about a month, I thought I knew why old man Kim was like this.

It seems he just needed something to relieve his stress.

An aging body, a job that doesn’t work out, a loathsome loneliness, and an imminent death.

Despair, still dimly understood by me, made him an irritable old man.

Well, looking at the town’s reputation, it seems that he didn’t have a very good temper.

His nickname is Horossangnom in the world. Horror twins.

Thanks to the twins, the construction of my first air-raid shelter was often interrupted, and finally, the workers were dissatisfied.

I’m not a nobleman either, so while I was feeling the limit of my patience, I noticed a vehicle I hadn’t seen before, standing in Old Man Kim’s remote house.

It was a pretty shiny new Benz.

I saw a younger man who looked like Old Man Kim, but much taller, standing with a middle-aged woman with a pouty mouth.

“Are you a twin bastard…”

Those were the words that came out of my mouth.

Old Man Kim never talked about his family.

Seeing him frequently fiddling with his phone and occasionally trying to talk on the phone while helping out, it seemed obvious that he had a family, but that was the first time I actually saw him.

But that day, I discovered the true stain on old man Kim’s heart.

“No, sell this land. because we will take We’ll take you, but why the f*ck! uh!”

A man who looked like old man Kim grabbed old man by the collar and shook him like a toy.

The woman with a protruding mouth seemed to have no intention of stopping her, just watching.

Rather, it seemed that she was silently supporting the man who seemed to be her husband with a fishy cynicism.

“f*ck. When I was young, I received all those f*cking injections, but I gave my sister a piece of gold and my eldest son a piece of trash. Do you know how much Park Seo-bang ignores me these days?”

The man’s voice grew higher and higher.

It must have accumulated a lot.

Old Man Kim’s temper was so damned that even I, who had been liberated, felt the intent to kill.

However, it seems to go beyond the limit.

“That cocky bastard now lives in a much nicer apartment than me and is squirming around, but your son who inherited your last name doesn’t even pay for his grandson’s English kindergarten, so he’s whimpering!”

It can be seen that the anger is constantly expanded and reproduced from within, increasing the amplitude of emotions.

“Are you selling the land? Aren’t you going to sell it?”

When the man raised his fist, I coughed loudly.

The man stared at me with an angry face.

what are you going to do

As I was staring at him, he secretly lowered his fist and murmured in an incomprehensible voice.

Meanwhile, Old Man Kim, who had been grabbed by the collar, was shaking his head helplessly with an uncharacteristically droopy face.

His gaze was fixed on his tumbling house.

“f*ck!!!”

The man spat out curse words, put old man Kim down, and headed for the Benz with his wife.

As he opened the Benz door, he threw a hard word.

“Because starting this Chuseok, Youngjin won’t bring you!”

After the car left, I thought about it for a while.

Will he pass by as if he didn’t see old man Kim, who was sitting there stunned, or offer a word of consolation?

His dislike of old man is not inferior to his son’s, but he still needs old man’s cooperation right now.

Controlling his anger, he approached Old Man Kim.

“Looks like you’ve seen it all.”

Old Man Kim said without even looking at me.

His gaze was still fixed on the collapsing house.

Taking out a lollipop and putting it in my mouth, I squatted down next to the old man and together we watched the old house he was looking at.

“Are you my son?”

“…do you have parents?”

I shook my head.

“He passed away in an accident.”

“Oops.”

“Because it was a long time ago. Will it be a big deal anyway?”

“I didn’t give you cheap land.”

Old Man Kim sighed as he watched the Benz leave.

“The land was much more expensive when it was donated…”

“It’s the land you gave to your son.”

Old Man Kim nodded and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

When I helped light the fire, he started talking with a blank laugh.

“The land I gave to my daughter was as blind as yours. It was a piece of sh*t covered with dirt that didn’t even make money. But who knew that there would be a 10-lane road in front of it? Who knew that a tunnel would be dug in that corner of the land and a new city would be created?”

His life was as expected.

He wasn’t a good dad, and he wasn’t a great dad either.

He was an insignificant father who frequently gave injections to his family and wielded violence.

It was a boring life where he lived his whole life as a Horo twin and leveled up as a wealthy father by accepting the land he had at the end of his life and touching a lot of money.

If not, his children might have already lost the old man.

I asked abruptly to end the conversation quickly.

“Why aren’t you selling the house? Isn’t that a problem that can be solved by selling it and going elsewhere?”

“I can’t. I can’t.”

The old man exhaled white smoke and looked up at the sky.

“My dead wife, the ghost is over there. For the rest of my life, I accepted a guy like me with a temperament…”

I still don’t know what I did to old man Kim.

One thing is for sure, that short conversation created a 10-lane road in Old Man Kim’s heart.

From that day on, he no longer blocked construction vehicles or complained.

Since there was nothing to bump into, our relationship naturally got better, and I approached old man Kim from my side and volunteered to help.

There is nothing wrong with living in the neighborhood next door because we are close friends.

There was also Congo.

I learned the knowledge of agriculture that is difficult to learn from old man Kim.

“Farming is a horse. it’s lunar power is useless Tongue to see the lunar calendar. exquisiteness. Seasons are important.”

He even vaguely noticed what I was about to do.

“Are you a survivalist that is popular these days? Are you a doomsdayist or something?”

“Well, that’s how it is.”

“Wouldn’t that require a seedling to do that? Even if the world perishes, shouldn’t we still eat vegetables?”

“Can I grow something underground?”

“We can grow anything as long as we have sunlight, water and fertilizer. These days, seedlings are coming out so well. What matters is sincerity.”

Several feasts have passed since then, but his children have not found him.

On New Year’s Day and Chuseok, I watched from a distance as he stood blankly in the yard of a collapsing house, staring at the road.

Later, when China started a war, missiles launched by China hit the metropolitan area.

Old Man Kim came to my shelter in a hurry.

It was the first time I’d seen him so flustered.

“My son, find out what has become of my son.”

Communications were restored and a list of the dead was confirmed.

I had to tell you the sad news.

Old Man Kim just shook his head without saying anything.

I neither cried nor sobbed.

what kind of wind was it?

“The world will soon end. If you don’t mind, why don’t you come to my shelter?”

I made a recommendation that did not fit my interests.

Old Man Kim raised his head and looked at me.

he smiled at me

“Wait a minute. I have something to prepare.”

“Do you have anything to prepare?”

“I have something for you.”

He was a man who knew how to smile warmer than I thought.

When I found old man Kim again, he was swaying like a plantain with his neck hanging from the beam of the collapsing house he was trying to protect.

Beneath the feet, which were cooling down, seedlings were packed finely with care.

His body could not be recovered.

Nuclear air raid warnings rang out everywhere, announcing the end of the world.

I quickly gathered only the seedlings and evacuated to the air-raid shelter.

In the end, it was a wise choice.

The raging fire of nuclear fission that followed burned down the collapsed houses and corpses without a trace.