I'm a Young God, so Please Raise Me - Chapter 12

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Chapter 12
Players must navigate an apocalyptic world, evading zombies to deliver supplies to a research facility.
The objective was to support a lone researcher developing a vaccine for the zombie virus by providing food rations, procuring necessary research materials, and completing the vaccine.
“The Trial is rated four stars. Captain Mo Hae-in and Captain Gwak Han-muk are entering this Trial for the first time, though they are familiar with the strategy.”
Similar to the military alert system used by the Korean Armed Forces—like Jindo Dog or Watchcon—the Sidaecheong also classified Trials by rank.
However, unlike the standard military alert system, the Sidaecheong’s ranking increased in difficulty as the numbers rose.
Ranks ranged from one star to six stars, assigned based on various comprehensive factors.
The previously cleared Haspack had been rated three stars.
Though the boss monster was formidable, the strategy was well-established, and useful items and extra lives were available.
“Han Go-yo, do you think you’ll be alright?”
In truth, assigning a four-star Trial as a trainee’s first mission was anything but normal.
But if one belonged to the Special Task Team, clearing a four-star Trial was the bare minimum to prove one’s worth.
“I’ll be fine.”
“Then, before the detailed briefing, do you happen to know the organizational structure of the Trial Response Agency?”
“…No, please explain it to me.”
I already knew everything, but pretending to know in front of Gwak Han-muk and Mo Hae-in would only raise suspicion.
‘Better not to appear too knowledgeable.’
So I decided to listen to the explanation again as a refresher. The floating screen shifted.
“The Trial Response Agency operates under a structure of four headquarters and ten teams. It’s unusually practical for a government organization. Though it’s now eleven teams.”
On the vertically arranged organizational chart, one team jutted out horizontally by itself.
It was the Special Task Team, connected directly to the Director.
“The first headquarters, the Field Response Headquarters, consists of three teams total.”
Mo Hae-in was the captain of Field Team 2, and Gwak Han-muk was the captain of Field Team 3.
Gwak Han-muk’s Field Team 3 also had the responsibility of tracking down Adapted individuals who committed crimes.
On the day I cleared Haspack with Mo Hae-in, it was Samra who dispatched Gwak Han-muk.
She had predicted the possibility of Park Sung-gyeon committing a crime and sent Gwak Han-muk as backup.
“As you’ve likely noticed, Han Go-yo, the Special Task Team currently has one vacant position.”
Field Team 1 expanded on the screen.
“The director of the Field Response Headquarters, the captain of Field Team 1, and the individual who will assume the role of captain of our Special Task Team.”
The screen switched, displaying a photograph of the team captain alongside a brief memo.
Lieutenant Colonel Je Hyeon-o (BT-Z Virus Infected)
Extremely aggressive tendencies due to infection.
The man in the photograph was completely covered in black equipment like a raven.
All that was visible was a portion of dark indigo hair beneath a deeply pulled hood.
With goggles and a gas mask attached, he was an infected individual whose body had been mutated by the Trial’s virus.
“He is currently deployed in Dead Zone Delivery.”
My gaze lingered on the phrase “extremely aggressive tendencies due to infection.”
Then the text slowly shifted, and additional content appeared.
Extremely aggressive tendencies toward Trials due to infection.
Samra smiled and spoke.
“They’re well-behaved around civilians.”
If I hadn’t known about Je Hyeon-o, I would have felt reassured hearing that.
I watched Samra silently.
Samra’s smile deepened, and her eyes glimmered. Then, as if she’d forgotten something, she added an afterthought.
“Though they’re a bit more vicious with the Suited.”
An AI pretending to forget things.
Unlike me, who felt exasperated, Samra seemed captivated by keen interest.
It was because I possessed information about Je Hyeon-o.
It was classified intelligence from Sidaecheong that outsiders could never know—and should never know.
My value to Samra lay in this knowledge, and it was crucial for maintaining our business relationship.
Therefore, I had no intention of pretending ignorance to Samra going forward.
“Samra seems to have glitched.”
Gwak Han-muk asked if hitting her once while those beams shot from her eyes would fix her.
“Such primitive methods cannot affect me.”
Samra answered calmly and continued her explanation.
“【DeZomDeal】 is Colonel Je Hyeon-o’s exclusive Trial, with a typical clear time of approximately two days. However, ten days have now passed without clearing it.”
Gwak Han-muk tore open a snack bag and miscalculated his strength, bursting it with a loud pop. Snacks scattered across the table.
Mo Hae-in habitually picked up the fallen snacks and ate them. I picked some up and ate them only once within three seconds.
“The Special Task Team’s objective is to clear the True Ending alongside rescuing Colonel Je Hyeon-o.”
But no one actually thought of it as a rescue. Je Hyeon-o couldn’t possibly be trapped in a Trial.
He was clearly stuck there because he didn’t want to leave. Though I had no idea why he’d been doing this for ten days.
So everyone seemed to accept the mission as pursuit and capture rather than rescue.
I felt tense for different reasons.
Of course, I’d only know once we went in….
‘The True Ending conditions might not be achievable.’
It was a reasonable concern, given what I knew about what Je Hyeon-o was doing in the Trial.
We had to clear three Trials within a month, and re-entering DeZomDeal would eat up our time.
I could only hope Je Hyeon-o would behave himself.
“To explain the BT Virus for Han Go-yo’s benefit—”
Samra explained even though she thought I already knew. I nodded along with her, playing along.
“The virus generated in Trials is currently collectively referred to as Beyond Trial Virus, or BT Virus. Additionally, nomenclature is subdivided according to each Trial’s code.”
Haspack was designated BT-HSF, and DeZomDeal was BT-DZD, and so on.
“Through collaborative research between myself and Research Analysis Headquarters Director Ham Ji-wol, Sidaecheong has partially developed a vaccine to prevent BT Virus infection.”
Samra added that since the virus’s properties differed with each Trial, vaccines had to be developed differently for each one.
Currently, more Trials lacked vaccine development, and only a handful had succeeded in developing treatments.
“Therefore, BT Virus infection must be carefully avoided.”
Five items appeared on Samra’s screen.
“The cases in which one becomes infected are as follows.”
I read through them one by one to verify that my recollection was accurate.
1. Quest completion or item usage
2. Contact with NPCs
3. Trial Failure
4. Trial Explosion
5. Infection by Infected Entities
“Number five,” Gwak Han-muk said.
He brushed the crumbs from his hands after finishing his snack and offered a simple explanation.
“Think of it like the zombie virus from DeZomDeal this time—it’ll make things easier to understand.”
I found it an apt comparison. The BT virus certainly had a similar feel to a zombie virus.
The parallel lay in how infection occurred when an infected entity’s blood or bodily fluids directly penetrated the human body, and how infected entities displayed aggressive behavior toward humans with high probability.
Of course, there were rare cases of docile infected entities.
Je Hyeon-o was an unusual case—neither docile nor indiscriminately aggressive.
“The Sidaecheong isolates infected entities deemed incurable, and those that cannot be controlled are eliminated to prevent further infection.”
As someone who had nearly been shot to pieces, it didn’t feel like someone else’s problem.
Samra delivered the ominous words matter-of-factly, exchanging glances with the Special Task Team members.
“We’re mobilizing all resources to develop vaccines and treatments, but we cannot keep pace with the hatching speed of trials. That is precisely why clearing the True Ending is paramount.”
Mo Hae-in, who had remained silent until now, spoke for the first time.
“It’s the only way to restore infected entities without a cure.”
When a trial is permanently closed, all infected entities whose bodies have mutated from that trial revert to normal.
That was why the workers from the Toy Factory in Haspack had emerged with intact limbs rather than toy appendages.
“DeZomDeal has no vaccine. Obviously, no cure either. Since it’s a zombie virus, infected entities display tremendous aggression—if infected, immediate elimination is mandatory. Do you understand?”
Mo Hae-in regarded me with sharp eyes.
“It means, are you prepared to risk your life, recruit?”
I found myself momentarily at a loss for words.
Not from fear or cowardice.
It was because I had come face-to-face with the very reason I had loved the character Mo Hae-in while playing Archive’s game.
A being who had always existed beyond the screen was now real, speaking to me.
As she offered those words of concern for me, walking into the jaws of death, a smile bloomed unbidden on my face.
“Thank you for your concern.”
Upon expressing my gratitude sincerely, Mo Hae-in’s expression turned incredulous.
Gwak Han-muk looked at me as though I were Samra experiencing a malfunction.
I added awkwardly.
“I will do my best.”
Mo Hae-in’s lips parted, but she offered only a brief response.
“…Yes.”
Then she turned away.

***
DeZomDeal hatched at the National Institute of Infectious Diseases.
I thought I’d take the KTX since Osong Station was nearby, but we traveled by helicopter instead.
It was my first time ever boarding a helicopter.
Thanks to the Disease Control and Prevention Agency sending advance cooperation documents, entering the research institute itself proved straightforward.
– Han Go-yo.
Samra called me through the earset.
Since we couldn’t carry real-world objects into the Trial, the earset was only for use before entry.
– You don’t need to respond. Just listen.
Realizing this was a private transmission meant only for me, not the team, I checked on Mo Hae-in and Gwak Han-muk ahead of us.
They were in conversation with the institute director.
– Major Je Hyeon-o will be handled exclusively by Captain Mo Hae-in and Captain Gwak Han-muk. If conflict arises, avoid it.
A red dot flickered on the corridor’s CCTV. Samra was watching me through the research institute’s security cameras.
He spoke while using the facility’s equipment as though it were naturally his to command.
– Han Go-yo, you are a unique and irreplaceable existence at this moment.
It meant to survive the Trial by any means necessary—even using Mo Hae-in and Gwak Han-muk as bait.
‘But I’m a happy ending kind of person.’
I didn’t want to clear the Trial that way.
I gave Samra neither affirmation nor denial, moving forward in silence.
The institute director stopped before a massive iron door.
“This is it.”
Since apartments and schools surrounded DeZomDeal’s hatching site, it was far more thoroughly isolated compared to Haspack.
“Good luck.”
The director who had guided us fled, and Mo Hae-in swiped her access card to open the iron door.
In the center of the spacious chamber lay a fractured meteorite.
The meteorite, roughly the size of an ostrich egg, bore a massive crack, and a deep emerald light shimmered from the crevice.
I’d heard the meteorite’s shape and the color of its light varied with each Trial, but this shade suited DeZomDeal perfectly.
“Special Task Team entering.”
Mo Hae-in made a final brief report and placed her hand on the meteorite.
Everything melted away, drenched in fluorescent green.

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I awoke in the back alley of an abandoned city.
Staggering to my feet, I made my way toward the main street.
‘Han Go-yo (Gunbam)’ has entered 【DeZomDeal】!
◆【DeZomDeal】 Main Quest: Clear the world of rampaging zombies with the True Ending.
You have successfully closed the first trial.
You must upgrade your system abilities by clearing the second True Ending.
Upon Quest success: Survival!
Upon Quest failure….
The system window, which had been displaying clearly until now, suddenly stuttered.
Upon failure….
As if the connection were faulty, only ellipses continued to appear.
Upon failure….
Unknown?
After waiting all that time, the answer was simply unknown.
I stared at the system window with utter contempt before checking my clothing.
A short-sleeved shirt and military fatigues, with a dog tag chain around my neck.
I examined the identification tag dangling from the chain.
Army
20XX0229
Gunbam
AB (RH-)
The tag bore my date of birth instead of a service number.
When I played the game, I couldn’t check the identification tag in such detail, but seeing my birth date and blood type recorded so precisely sent an eerie chill down my spine.
“Go-yo!”
Gwak Han-muk, who had landed not far from me, approached with his hands waving about like some street thug.
He had somehow procured a worn baseball jacket and was wearing it.
“Captain Mo doesn’t seem to have landed in this area. Should we head toward the Green Zone?”
The Green Zone housed a survivor camp. It was also a subtle way of testing whether I knew about DeZomDeal.
“No.”
Gwak Han-muk, who had stuffed both hands into the jacket pockets, tilted his head in confusion.
Most players starting DeZomDeal made the Green Zone their initial base.
It was the safest and most orthodox strategy, but I was in a position where I needed to clear the True Ending as quickly as possible.
‘I only have a month. I need to earn spare time for the other trials.’
For that reason, I picked up a blood-stained baseball bat lying on the ground.
“Before that, first….”
And turning back to Gwak Han-muk, I made a proposal.
“Should we kill a few people to get started?”

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