I'm still alive

A bolt sticks through the mouth trying to scream and pouts out. The scream disappeared into silence with the terminal, and the body that died instantly falls on the white snow. Starting with the shooting, all but Park Da-hye began shooting the bolt. Everything began to flow in the calculated direction.

Standing in the middle of the road, the vagrants confirmed their colleague's death, and instinctively began to seek cover. As soon as you step on the floor of a car or building around you, the noise of death rings.

Ping, Ping, Ping, Ping!

The simultaneous ringing soon heralded the annihilation of the vagabonds, and my fingers moved like springs and loaded the bolts, pulling the trigger ceaselessly.

It is the moment when the old man's prediction hits the mark. Toward the entrance to the building, not in the middle of the road, or the trap set up next to the car, the vagrants began to move, soon caught in the trap and fell to the floor or uttered a painful scream. The blade of an awl trap, which pierces even shoes, was deadly and not easily killed.

It was a trap for more animals than animals.

The trapped vagrants were now just a fallen target. Their deaths were so dry and easy, even though there were as many as nine people. Finally, I fired a bolt at a guy who was peeing and looking at me and slowly loosened his grip. The silent slaughter is over. The breath that comes out of my mouth spits on their death.

I let go of the crossbow, went down the stairs, and took care of the monsters that began to twist like a day. Then with the party, the bodies of the filthy vagrants are moved and stuffed into the building. If the sun sets and the night falls, the monsters will destroy the evidence themselves.

This battle proved efficient in hunting using traps. The old man smiled leisurely as if he knew he would, and retrieved the awl traps, and we took a break for a while and treated the person who had been held hostage. Now the man who had been taken hostage in the face of too skilled treatment soon gathered his strength and followed us.

Everyone didn't show it, but he seemed to have gained confidence when he easily handled the vagabonds. But it was my role not to let that confidence turn into arrogance, and I adjusted the limit line appropriately and drew up the schedule. Once rescued, the priority was to lead the survivors to Eden.

The survivor, who was rescued, has been repeatedly thanking us while shedding tears. The rest of the party, who had gained momentum earlier in the morning, took special care of him and did all sorts of care. Then the rescued survivor came with more strength and followed us toward Eden.

As I walked along the snow-covered road, I thought it was the first time the meaning of Eden was right. Then he gently took off his coat and covered it with the survivors. I hoped that the warm body temperature we had would be delivered to the unknown survivor.

[There are signs of a long time down here. And from the next chapter, the diary is filled with clear ink marks to see if you got a good ballpoint pen. He had finally abandoned his month-long Monami ballpoint pen.]

* * *

I don't apologize because someone can't read my diary. However, he decided to reflect on himself quietly for not being able to keep a diary for a while. It was because I was that busy, and there were not many stories to record except for information.

Exactly a week has passed since the last day I wrote the diary. Now, I sit in front of a sunny window and write a diary after a long time to enjoy my vacation.

Though it was a vacation, the group got up from the morning and ran around the tracks, and trained to increase the proficiency of muscular exercise and crossbow. And now that we had lunch, everyone fell into their sleeping bags to take a nap. Of course, only the diligent old man and the furboy were making equipment whispering something on one side. I breathed a long sigh with music for a snap.

The tramp's activities began to find stability. A week's systematic schedule went smoothly, and of course there was no loss for our team. So they rescued about 50 survivors in a week, and the vagrants hunted exactly 121 people.

Of course it's all shot. The evidence was clearly destroyed so as not to be trampled on by them. Perhaps by now their bodies have all gone into the mouths of monsters, or they have already been digested and their existence itself is gone. After such a busy daily routine, yesterday the old man declared an end to hunting.

I killed too many people, and I rescued too many people. After all, the work was done so well that there was a variable. In fact, I never thought that the new arrivals would do this well. After that day, Kim Hye-jung showed unusually bad shooting skills, and Park Da-hye, who learned how to operate cross bow from an elderly man, was also joining the hunt.

Detective Kang? My mouth hurts when I talk. Seeing through the criminal's psychology, Detective Kang became one of the heads of planning operations with the elderly. Without too much hesitation, he would sometimes realize that he was a detective when the plan was right, such as using himself as bait or showing a skillful stakeout.

A perfect team was created for literally a week. Sometimes I caught the creak and fixed it, and the team members, who were sure of their respective roles, followed me eagerly. And today, after the first suspension of hunting was declared, everyone was in a sweet sleep.

Eden also suffered many storms. Executives were replaced en masse, and even the expulsion of spies with trials was carried out. Rumor has it there was an implicit death penalty....... I used to gulp whenever the party passed by the bulletin board because it was me.

And another storm was the number of vagrants we shot dead and the number of survivors we had been steadily rescuing. The head of the exceptionally religious group was busy coming to our office every time to praise, and as the days went by, equipment, facilities and treatment began to improve.

Although there was only one newspaper on the bulletin board, the organization that exists as a media company was strangely favorable to us. It was very burdensome and uncomfortable for me to write a newspaper article as if we were heroes. I feel like I've become a mascot of provocative propaganda.

However, it was never a bad feeling when Chae-yeon, who started to read Korean clearly, jumped into my room reading newspapers from time to time. Also, when I see the ingredients and gifts that are still piled up in front of the office door, I can feel mixed feelings and pride.

Of course, I am exercising steadily. Continuing nutritious meals and intense exercise naturally began to gain muscle and stamina, and my body was turning like an athlete. When I was running for a long time or doing pushups, I used to flinch and be surprised.

I finished my diary and closed my eyes quietly, and the old man, who was hanging out with the furlough, slowly walked toward me and asked,

What else haven't we used?’

I really used all the methods and equipment to set up a trap. But the results were always good, and they were able to kill many vagrants. However, the problem is that the methods and equipment are coming to a limit. The tramps were not the only group of fools, so sometimes they avoided traps or attacked us in reverse.

Therefore, the same trap had to be repeated or the pattern too obvious should be avoided. The reason why the old man declared an end to hunting was because of the detection of the trap yesterday. a near casualty situation The old man put his heads together hard to get out of cliche.

'Well....'

However, it is the same for me that the limits have been met. I couldn't come up with a suitable solution even though the old man asked me with a serious look. The old man eventually yawned for a long time, smacking his lips, and soon approached again toward the teething furbo. An hour later, the silver-rimmed glasses came to the office with a knock on the door. I got up from my seat and greeted him.

'I heard you're on vacation today.’

The silver-rimmed glasses faced me with still face. I now patted my beardless chin and nodded quietly, and took a cup of coffee on one side and gave it to the silver-rimmed glasses. He took a sip of coffee and said the business quietly.

'There will be a meeting after sunset.’

It was still a polite gesture. I haven't heard of any executive meetings, so it's probably been a long time. Today was a vacation and I didn't have any schedule, so I nodded without complaining. The old man also agreed, closing his eyes on one side and breathing quietly.

At the end of the sentence, Eun-te's glasses went out after drinking all the coffee. At that moment the old man, who had been sitting still on one side, got up with a clap of his hands, and soon announced the end of his honey-flavored nap. Yong-pal and Du-sik curled up, covering their ears, and other parties toss and turn and refuse to train.

But the old man was not such a mellow man. In the office, loud shouts and grumbling rang out, and I opened the door of the office and escaped under the pretext of a bathroom. The sun shines bright on me and my face when I meet you.

* * *

There was no rule that only I and the elderly should attend the meeting. Strangely, however, the other party hated following us. Is it because of the unusually hard atmosphere and pressure? Everyone went back to their quarters and took an early rest, but today they accompanied Yong-pal, who was nervous.

Of course, this was not the first time Yong-pal entered the conference room. I wasn't as nervous as then because I had met the head of the group last time, but my face was still stiff, which seemed to be more shaking than I thought.

Yongpal was now a middle-class member of the team. I could see that I crossed the middle of the road naked, but now I have become a reliable uncle and was working hard for my nephew and younger brother. Is he a little taller? I patted Yong-pal's hair, smiling.

Now, when I opened the familiar conference room door and entered, the first person I saw was the head of a much brighter group. As soon as I opened the door and came in, the head of the group jumped up from his seat and walked here and reached out his hand. It was an unconventional and intimate act, so all the executives look at me in amazement.

At first I doubted a lot, and I was on guard. However, as time went by, I became aware of the true image of a group leader. This guy is... He was a very rare religious person. I loved people as much as I loved God, and I tried to help everyone more than anyone else. A pure man who is out of tune with this era. The head of the group waved his hand tightly with me and said, "I'm sorry."

'I'm so sorry about your vacation.'

'No.'

I answered briefly, but I never felt bad. I had a light smile facing the smiling head of the group, and soon sat down where the head of the group personally guided me. Unlike last time, there were many people sitting in the conference room.

However, many of the executives were missing, and the positions of the officials known to have defended her, including the woman I killed with my own hands, were empty. I looked at the spot with a stiff face and made eye contact with a man I had never met before. The man, who looked younger than I thought, stiffened as if he were nervous when his eyes met me.

Dongyoon, you've worked so hard for the past week. I didn't expect you to do this much.’

The head of the top-ranking group praised our team at a gathering of all the executives. I quietly nodded my head in recognition of the intention, and the old man next to me shrugged his shoulders and showed a humorous arrogance. And the group leader said, clapping his hands.

'Now, there was something unpleasant, but please think of it as a passing storm and cheer up everyone. Oh, and there are people who are going to work together this time...….’

To be executed and deported, many traitors have been avenged by blood. So naturally the stone that rolled in the empty spot took over, and the stone was a dagger thrown by the head of the group himself. Unlike those who were exceptionally high in age, the executives chosen by the head of the organization were all young people in their age.

The more I heard the introduction, the more I started to look bad on the faces of the existing executives. This is because most of the new executives were either personnel from outside or direct employees of the head of a group that was out of line.

New liquor is served in a new unit. The head of the group was threatening the hearts of existing executives who had vested interests by pulling out invisible knives, as if he had started this period as an opportunity. Despite such a blatant turf war, however, the executives were not even able to say a word and were looking at the old man's Supreme Prosecutors' Office, who did not know when he would be elected.

And the eyes of the newly selected personnel were clearly fixed on me.

I can feel the gaze. The malice and jealousy of the stagnant water, and the envy and tension of the flowing water.

I slowly closed my eyes in front of a clearly different view from when I first entered the conference room.