The World Is Overflowing with Monster, I'm Taking a Liking to This Life

For now, I walked.

Is it because it's night?

I haven't seen anyone since that human being.

His thoughts on the paved road for a while ran out of 'awesome' words.

The streets are constructed with columns of light at equal intervals, illuminating the surroundings even at midnight.

How the hell does that work?

Curiosity tickles me.

After a while, the lights went out, but for him to be able to use the night's eye, there's just no problem.

It was just a little shame that that beautiful light went out.

Then maybe five minutes?

I saw a big building in front of me.

What the hell is that?

I'll try to get close.

It was a big building.

Was it built by humans?

But there are no signs of humans.

I don't know what to do.

Look around.

In the end, he decided to enter the building out of curiosity.

He hit something along the way when he tried to get in from what seemed like an entrance.

Gotun, I heard a noise.

What is this?

By the invisible wall, he was inhibited.

Try to get inside again.

Again he hit an invisible wall.

irritating.

I don't even know why. I'll slap 'Invisible Wall' with Don.

He had no knowledge of anything, and he could not understand that it was a substance called glass.

Knock, knock, knock. Strong slap.

Then a crack ran on the invisible wall.

He deepens his grin.

This invisible wall can be broken.

I slapped him harder.

Gashyaaaaaan! and the invisible wall broke down lightly making a noise.

Again, hand in hand.

A hand passed where there was an invisible wall earlier.

I think I'm starting to let you in.

Peeta and he walk around the hall.

Glass stabs in the back of his leg, but to this extent it doesn't hurt or itch for him.

Then a while later, a bookshelf appeared in his eyes.

Besides, he tries to take a book from his bookshelf.

Something was written in surprise.

He didn't know, but this was a place called the library.

An interesting look at the book and eventually he understands.

This is human knowledge - that record.

Human beings are clever creatures.

In order to remember what they've been through, they leave their experience somewhere else than their own.

But he can't read this.

I know it's written according to some sort of regularity, but I can't tell you what I can't read.

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Still, he turned the page selflessly obsessed.

Then not only the letters, but the page with the picture appears.

It was commonly called an animal atlas.

Animal paintings, with letters underneath them.

This probably indicates the name of this organism.

This was appreciated.

If you compare the picture with the letters, you might see something regular.

Read, read, read.

There were different animal names where the same letters were used.

There must be some kind of law.

So what's the law?

Why the same letter is grabbed by the name - i.e. pronunciation.

The same shape means the same thing.

Yeah, yeah, nodding, he read one book after another.

In the animal atlas, in the plant atlas, in the insect atlas, in the cosmic atlas, then again, then again.

Clamp each word you write, and find the legality of the letters.

Then, in addition to the words in the name, it was found that there are various types of letters, such as letters that connect words to words, letters that reveal the state of words, and numbers that represent numbers and scales.

He is obsessed with reading.

However, with just a little bit of me, can't we just do something about this offensive 'sound'?

From earlier on, woo woo and a loud noise are ringing.

Since I walked into this building.

I thought it was the sound of informing us that the 'junction' had been destroyed, but humans wouldn't rush for it.

In the first place, there were no humans in this building.

If this is such a big building, why isn't there a human being?

But lose interest immediately and focus your consciousness again on the book in front of you.

How much time would have passed that way, it was totally bright outside.

When I saw it, there were tons of books scattered at my feet.

When I was obsessed, time was running out fast.

I have more or less figured out the laws of letters.

Next is pronunciation.

Even if you can understand the shape and grammar of a letter, it is a completely different matter to pronounce it out in your mouth.

So what do I do?

Easy.

If you don't know, just ask those who know.

Time to hunt.

Out of the building, the morning sun greeted him.

Glare and narrow your eyes.

He laughed at what didn't matter.

Because I couldn't even taste this before.

Zombies basically have low eyesight because their prey is detected by sound or signs.

But not now.

I've obviously got better eyes than before.

The surrounding view looks good.

Thank you for what you are now making.

Look around.

I saw smoke. I heard people screaming from over there.

Even if I didn't feel any signs, I knew exactly where the humans were.

Move to those who show signs of people.

I walked for a while and went out into the open street.

There are cracks all over the ground, and everything is bulging.

It would be the impact of yesterday's earthquake.

Hiding in the shadows, he looked around - and found his prey.

At the end of your gaze.

There were two people there.

It's an injured girl and a boy traveling with it on his back.

There are no other signs of humans.

Aim.

Erase the signs softly and slowly sneak behind the humans.

Running all at once from the bush, first eating it down the man's throat.

"- Huh!? Hey, it's too zombie for Koch!

He was devoured of his throat, and the boy died in an instant.

"You've earned experience."

The level of "has increased from 1 to 2."

A voice echoes in my head.

Never mind the voice, approach the injured girl.

Seeing him and the boy with his throat chopped, the girl's expression is colored with despair.

Why do you give me that look?

He still didn't understand 'Emotions'.

"Hino... hey, oh..."

Approaching the trembling girl.

Then the girl screamed and tried to escape.

But naturally, there's no way to let them get away with it.

Grab, pull, and assemble your legs.

It was in the book I saw yesterday, so I tried it.

This way, humans are structurally incapable of moving.

Instead of the letters, they were listed in the illustration, so he could understand them.

"Ouch... ahhh..."

It was determined that the injured girl was unable to move lightly.

Knowledge is still amazing. I can't believe how easy it is to get “power”.

He thought knowledge was also “power”.

I want it, greedy.

Keep dragging the girl and head to the building earlier.

I was resisted, so I beat him up hard and made him grow up.

When he arrives at the library, he pushes the book against the girl who has dragged him.

"Huh?... Um?

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"Oh, uh...?

Read it, he said, but the girl didn't seem to understand her words.

I have no choice, so he gestures and tells' Read the book '.

Then it looks like the girl finally figured it out, too.

Trembling, the girl, as she was told, phonetically read the book.

He remembers it word for word, biting it off.

I can't read the contents - so it's just a round memorization - but it's in my head.

And then there's the pronunciation.

As long as you know the pronunciation, your understanding of knowledge increases dramatically.

Within continuing to make him read two or three books, he began to understand the letters with great momentum.

The language is Japanese.

There are three types used: kanji, katakana, and hiragana.

Combining them to make one word, a sentence.

Excellent. New knowledge keeps coming into me.

I feel my powers grow more and more.

He was moved and made me read one book after another.

"- That's enough. I generally understand."

That's what they say, and the girl trembles victoriously.

And I got a surprise look on my face.

Probably because the presence in front of us that we thought was speechless suddenly spoke the same language as ourselves.

"Um... uh, words... you know what I mean?

"Oh, thanks to you, I understand."

He smiles.

I got caught and the girl also got some relieved look.

I guess it was because the words made sense that only a little hope was created in her.

"Oh, um... I did what I said, and please, help me - ahhh"

"Used."

He snapped the girl's neck without hesitation.

Lightly, the girl died.

I ran out of use. That's why I disposed of it. Just that.

"You've earned experience."

A voice echoes in my head.

But never mind, 'he' stares at the girl who has become an unspeakable carcass.

"... uh, you did say this at times like this"

Again, he had a full grin,

"-" Thank you, thank you. "

He was very satisfied to be able to use the freshly remembered words.