SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

While the messenger and I were discussing, the apothecary boiled the water with water that looked like Evian's measly water. Then, on the one hand, I started cooking with a pan and a cutting board.

The stench fills the cavern.

“Huff, huff. ”

The drug king's hands were swift. I cooked the tub boiled with mussels, crispy white fish like the second steak on the skin, fried the unknown fish and the long shellfish to decorate the parsley, poured cream on the meat and chopped the shells and mushrooms, and even grilled the whole legs, and in just 15 minutes, I gave him dessert.

“Old people! Suck it, but it's gross. You should eat well when you're young. Tsu.”

When he saw the dishes lying before his eyes, he opened his eyes wide.

“Oh, me too, and that thousand millennia has aged a little..."

“Did you guys eat the elixir of fire, too? Oh, if it were Silicon Valley, I'd patent it! And when you're old, you eat like you're old! That way you can hold on a little longer. ”

The appearance of the drug king spreading the Mussels in a large bowl was like that of the abusive grandmother, or the abusive grandfather.

I also received a bowl of mussels. It smelled good, but it was a moment when I kept my mouth shut, saying the Mussels must be mussels.

Oh, my god.

"It's so good!? ’

Did he just eat some ridiculous food scraps or something?

First of all, there was no taste of bitterness. And it wasn't just boiled with water, but the color of the bath was red, so it was a little sour and tasty. The mussels were also juicy, so it was fantastic to burst the juice mixed with meat and juice as it was wrapped around the tongue and teeth.

It really tastes like shit.

Even after winning the competition, the addition of the White Mocha Frappuccino Benti Quadrashot Javachip half-chocolate drizzle was a shock to me, which was the limit of luxury.

The pharmacist who had not yet gained fame and was rolling the slums was also the same. The pharmacist's eyes widened.

“Oh my god. It's delicious..."

The pharmacist explained it by unraveling the flavor.

“This shrimp. It's ambitious and sturdy.And it literally tastes like shrimp……. It's not disgusting at all... Oh, how can it taste like shrimp? Moreover, the wheat milk from this dessert tastes like you've earned your nobility. It's not a typical title, but it tastes like a masterpiece, and the yogurt ice cream underneath feels like a sour sour sauce with fresh fruit juice... Ah, how can this taste. ”

The pill king's nostrils have risen.

“That's because when I was in my 50s I got a Michelin Three Star as an owner chef! Eww. If I had a proper stove, instead of a burner, I would've blown your belly to bits. ”

Does this drug lord not only make some medicine, but is he really something?

Silicon Valley, Wall Street, boxing champions, are they real?

“Why did such a great man come to the tower? ”

The serpent also asked if it was curious, with a loud mouthful of seafood slaughter (the official name is likely to be an abalone Tüffle risotto).

The drug king snorts.

“Why, can't someone like me come? Marcus, he's in the tower! ”

Indeed.

“You've known each other from the outside? ”

“I don't know. He was just a filthy, filthy bastard born in a filthy, rich hive. I think he's just a lucky guy in Silicon Valley. I heard he had a bad luck last year, but he came to the tower with a knife.... ”

The words that start with a nasal fart end with a blur.

The apothecary, the serpent, and I all saw the apothecary with a face that I had seen a little more. The gaze was itchy, and the drunken king wagged his ladle like a bird.

“Eat up! ”

So we ate. It was really delicious.

It was the moment when the head of cooking at the expedition was decided.

“It really tastes like shit. ”

The main character of the drink lock, Thousand Horses, said as he poured the dish into his mouth without rest.

“Are you the Imperial Master? Well, no. This is not the same as the neutralizing dish. ”

Murim Manju also fried the spit while sucking the cream pasta.

“That's exactly what he said. I've also eaten a variety of dishes as an oath, but this is the first time. ”

“These strange dishes, rich meals... the throne is a wonder where you came from, and why you came from."

“Have you found a way to cure the lepers outside the birds? ”

Two Muslims lit up their eyes.

Of course. From their point of view, we've only met for the first time in years. You can't help but wonder if the cure was invented.

I felt sorry for myself, but I shook my head.

“No, we're still looking for a cure. ”

“Hmm. Is that so...? ”

Am I as disappointed as I expected?

Both of their faces became dull.

“No. All the senators and shamans of Kangho rushed in to try to fix the monstrosity, but no one succeeded. ”

“Even the great masters of the Maasan Clan, the experts of Ganesh, raised their hands and feet, so that the bird wouldn't be any different.... ”

“Was there really no cure? ”

I told you.

“I'm not bluffing, you just cooked. We have a different knowledge than you do. In particular, the pharmacists here are better at treating diseases and making medicines than anyone else. ”

The pharmacist, who was cutting the lamb in a big mouth, blushed his face.

The Drug King's ranting about 'being lucky’ next to him... Well, I'm a little sorry about the way he eats tasty dishes.

“The man over there can assist this pharmacist. If you can help us, we can develop a cure. ”

"......."

The thousand horses and the Muslim monks looked at each other.

“What's the point of saying cure...?"

“Well. It wasn't the only way.... ”

The pharmacist's face turned pale.

“What, what? ”

“... Wait here. ”

After a while, the Heavenly Horse and the Muslim monk brought a large perspective.

You open the gate, and there lies a zombie.

-.......

As I said about the warmth of the Muslim body, the sword frowned and silenced.

Zombies are as calm as they were in the sun. You lie motionless, either chained or with a spike the size of a spike in each joint.

I raised my head.

“This...? ”

“A leader of the Wudang. ”

Thousand horses said in a big way.

“Shortly after he was bitten by a gunsmith, he gave us a body to study with. But there's only one way we can find out. It was just a needle in his whole body. ”

Thousand horses reach into the chasm.

“Be careful.”

A thousand horses are drawn from the neck of the zombie.

- Ugh!

At that moment, the quiet zombie's eyes flash open as if it were asleep.

“Hiic!? ”

The pharmacist was startled and fell back. Zombies open their mouths to bite at such an apothecary. Heave-ho, heave-ho! The zombie attack ends in vain, tied in chains, but the pharmacist has no choice but to sweat.

“You see.”

Puck!

A thousand horses strike back at the zombie's neck. The zombie closes its eyes again. The zombie's complexion relaxes as if it had only been a matter of time. “Blocking the bloodstream between the brain and the spinal cord may silence astigmatism. Cervical vertebrae. However, this is more than just a temporary prescription. ”

“The person bitten by the astigmatism bites the Qi through the bloodstream and the airway. ”

Tableware.

Are you talking about a virus?

“No matter how hard you play this table, you can't beat a weather breakfast. The mana cultivated by Margie from Bondi, the Malco Shaman, who is as clear as a stream, is finished once bitten. The whole body's on fire, and it won't be long before it's overpowered. ”

The thousand horses slowly cover the chasm.

“Maybe Shaolin's hunger lasted the longest. He remained sane for a year with his arms torn off by a gangster. However, that is an exception, and no matter how good my master is, it is usually difficult to pass on the full moon. ”

A thousand horses sighed.

“Bird puppies. Are you sure you can find a cure? ”

"......."

The apothecary failed to answer. Even the old pill king was losing his word.

When none of our party can resist, Thousands smiles bitterly.

“It's all right. I thought there were only two of us left in the world, and Old Mother took care of me just by looking at a living person. Stay here as long as you like. ”

The blind man nods.

“I'll prepare you for bed, so go back to sleep today. We'll have a lot to talk about, but let's do it again tomorrow. ”

The first day of the book of revelations.

We had to spend the night without making any progress.

5.

“Hmmm, I can't eat any more...”

“Marcus, if you leave like that, I'll only get second place for life..." ”

In the middle of the night, the group goes to sleep muttering.

With the dragonflies lying near the open water bath, there is no fear of the cold, even if it is slightly damp.

- Zombie, why aren't you sleeping?

You look up at the sky. The cave is cut through the ceiling, so you can see the black night sky well.

‘I need to check on something. ’

Instead of asking me what I want to see, I kept my mouth shut. He must have guessed something, too.

That's probably what I'm guessing.

I pulled the blanket up to my face. Then I closed my eyes and acted like I was asleep.

The night is getting deeper.

Glug-ug-.

I could feel someone approaching. It wasn't just one. There were two. I quietly breathed without opening my eyes. Two popular people were walking around us with very small voices.

“... Did you fall asleep? ”

“… I think so. ”

“... Then get in this gap, quickly. ”

“... Yes. Let's get it over with.”

Thousands and Muslim voices.

Popularity is getting away from us. I heard the sound of water. While the rest of us were asleep, the two Muslims started bathing.

‘Now.'

Boom!

I got up by surprise and ran towards the outback bath. Beyond the thick steam. Thousands of horses and Muslim monks were wrapped in bathrobes. The two of them enjoyed the hot springs with their tired faces, and were surprised when they ran to the stars.

“Huff!? ”

He immersed himself deeply in an empty bathtub. The old man couldn't hide his embarrassment.

Of course it is.

I leaned over the two Muslims, and I was sure my expectations were right.

“Well, something! I thought you were asleep! ”

"......."

The thousand horses narrowed their eyes. She seems to understand the situation a little faster than the old man. He sighed lightly and looked at me quietly.

“... You're a quick thinker. When did you realize that? ”

“From the first moment I saw it, I thought it was a little strange. ”

I opened my mouth.

“It was so cold, and you were dressed so lightly. One was wearing a uniform, and the other was wearing a uniform. ”

The weather outside was strict.

I can't stand it if I don't use the error.

In that cold, the Muslims were sticking to their naked clothes.

“I turned the air around and protected myself from the cold. I mean, they're good at running the air... They fight dogs, or they're tired of walking. It's strange.”

I said slowly.

“There's only one interpretation to understand this. They're focusing all their internal energy on other things. ”

“You said once you get bit, your whole body bites with a table. Earlier.”

I looked straight through the steam at the thousand horses and the monks.

'You two. Have you been bitten already? ”

"......."

“Here's what I think. You two were already infected by Ganesh a long time ago. It's just that, like a cult or a cult, you're pressing down the table with an enormous internal air. Am I wrong? ”

Silence settles in the outdoor bathtub.

Fast forward.

I heard the sound of the sleep shaking, and soon, the thousand horses woke up.

“Don't, Maduya. You…."

“There you go, snot. We haven't been spotted yet. ”

Thousands of horses shake their heads.

“Beyond the Bird's Yard. You're right. ”

She turned her back on me.

The white light of a thousand horses.

“The throne and the offerings were already bitten by Ganesh three years ago. ”

There, there was a rotten, purple wound.

The Muslim monk slowly showed his back neck.

“But technically, you have the wrong angle. ”

Likewise, there was a rotten wound there.

However, the wound had stopped at the neck.

“I'm not pressing the table. ”

Above all, there was a clean human face, as has been seen so far.

He said with a clean face.

“blocking the tracheostomy itself with the internal air. ”

Sword fills the tongue.

- Crazy.

"Heavy food?"

You know the winning sword, right?

‘Yes, it makes me fly around with my sword... Are you sure?' ’

It was the same thing.

- Yeah, blocking his cervical spine means he's numb underneath his neck. Of course I can't move. In other words, I'm completely paralyzed, but how are they moving right now... It's like wielding a winning sword.

The messenger said:

- The heartbeat.

Heart rate.

- Breathing into your lungs.

Breathing in and out of air.

- Moving your joints as you reach for an arm, controlling your lower back, knees, ankles, and soles of your feet as you extend your legs forward.

In a word, everything you need to live and move.

- They're controlling everything from the inside out.

To prevent the zombie virus from spreading through the spinal cord to the brain.

The two Muslims had their brains stripped out of their lungs.

I was silent.

That is.

- They've been wielding their swords 24/7. So it takes just a few steps to lose strength. Those bastards...

He said as if he had been told by the messenger.

“We are at war."

The Muslim monk received the word again.

“It's been three years. ”