Chapter 5
Laughter emerged . I had to clear my eyes and look again to see if it was a lie . The file extension was TXT . Then this meant that this person… The gift he sent me was a copy of his novel?
[You have obtained an exclusive attribute . ]
[The exclusive skill slot has been activated . ]
I heard a message in my ear after running the file . It wasn't surprising if the world had changed into 'Ways of Survival . ' All survivors of Ways of Survival had exclusive attribute and skills . I quietly said 'Attribute Window' in my mind . After all, I needed to know the attribute that I received .
[You can't activate the Attribute Window . ]
What? I once again tried to call out 'Attribute Window', but the result was the same . It was absurd . To think there was something like this? If I couldn't use the Attributes Window, then I couldn't know what attributes or skills I had . Knowing oneself and one's enemy allowed one to be invincible . However, this was a situation where I didn't even know myself, let alone the enemy .
After staring into space for a while, I gave up and decided to read the text the author had given me .
[Your reading speed has increased due to the effect of your exclusive attribute . ]
I didn't know what the attribute as, but it took me less than a minute to read the first act of Ways of Survival thanks to the attribute effect . Then I found it . The place where my finger had stopped was at the beginning part of the work, where the main character was doing some 'action' in the train scene .
「 He saw people gathered at the back door of the 3707 carriage . The wheel of the lighter he held tightly in his hand was cold . In this life, he absolutely couldn't make a mistake . He would use any means for his purpose .
The expression of fear on the people's faces…
He didn't feel any guilt . Everything was fleeting . He looked at the people with merciless eyes . After a while, his fingertips moved, and fire rose . Then it all started . 」
A chill went down my spine, and I had to read the passage again and again . The reason for my discomfort was soon revealed .
"…3707 . "
I reflexively checked the number of the carriage I was riding—[3807] . The carriage I was in right now was behind the carriage that the protagonist was riding . My hands shook slightly .
…Wait a minute . How many people originally survived this carriage?
「 He looked through the blurred window at the 3807 carriage . It was already too late . It was inevitable . Anyway, only two people survived in that carriage . 」
Only two survived . It meant that everyone had died except for two people . And I already knew who those two people were . I raised my head and looked blankly at Yoo Sangah . Maybe this woman would die .
…Me as well .
"Dokja-ssi, shouldn't we stop this?" Something was starting in the place where Yoo Sangah pointed . There was the sound of groaning .
A young man was crouching down in front of the elderly woman . "Shit . I'm in a bad mood, and this old lady keeps whining and groaning! Won't you shut up?"
The young man was a male student who had been leaning against the entrance . He was thin and had dyed white hair . His name was written on the badge attached to his uniform—Kim Namwoon . It was a name that I knew .
「 Only Lee Hyunsung and Kim Namwoon survived in that carriage . It doesn't matter . They are the only two I need anyway . 」
"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" The agitated Kim Namwoon grabbed the grandmother's collar . The grandmother's powerless legs staggered, and Kim Namwoon's palm moved through the air .
Slap . Slap .
In normal times, somebody would run to stop this, but now nobody was moving . It wasn't long before the slaps changed to punches .
"S-Save me . Save me…!"
I could hear the sound of a hard fist hitting flesh . Some of the men around Kim Namwoon hesitated, but none of them wanted to go forward . Surprisingly, the first person to act was Han Myungoh . "Young man, for you to be treating an elder like this…!"
However, all he got in reply was a voice mixed with scorn, "Mister, do you want to die?"
"…What?"
"You still don't understand the situation?"
"What bullshit is this brat saying?"
Kim Namwoon only laughed at the cursing Han Myungoh . He pointed to the ceiling of the subway carriage with his finger . "Can't you see that?"
On the ceiling, a holographic screen was playing .
[S-Spare me!]
[Aaaack!]
[Die! Die!]
It wasn't just the train carriages or Daepong High School . This was a live video of people dying all over the country . Kim Namwoon continued speaking, "You still don't understand? The army isn't coming to rescue us, and somebody must die . "
"W-What are you saying…?"
"We have to choose a person to die . " Han Myungoh wasn't able to answer . The hairs of his exposed wrist were standing up . "Of course, I know what you are thinking . You have to kill your fellow countrymen to live . It is something only sons of bitches will do . But you know, it is a situation beyond our control . Beyond our control . We will die if we don't kill . Who will blame us? Are you going to die in the end because of your morals?"
"T-That…"
"Think carefully . The world you have known so far has just ended . "
Han Myungoh's shoulders trembled . It wasn't only Han Myungoh . Cracks were showing in the eyes of the other people present . It was a scene where their vague sense of morality was collapsing . Kim Namwoon put a wedge in that crack .
"A new world requires new laws . "
Kim Namwoon was the young man who adapted to the world of Ways of Survival the fastest . He turned around and resumed punching the grandmother . This time, nobody stopped him—not Han Myungoh, the other men… or even Lee Hyunsung . The soldier's fists were trembling as he stared into the air with a lost expression . Maybe he had also made a decision .
"Sigh… It is hard to kill . Are you doing to just watch? Do you want to fall behind?"
People trembled at Kim Namwoon's words . Their facial expressions were as easy to read as the sentences in a cheap novel .
「If there is no killing in five minutes, everyone in this carriage will die . 」
The emotions in the eyes of the people were changing .
「If the grandmother doesn't die, we will die in five minutes… 」
They now held the most primitive emotion that a living creature could have .
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