Possessed a Healing Game, but It’s a Zombie Apocalypse - Chapter 35
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Episode 35
Nana looked at the cow in front of her with a sullen expression.
【Kim Manager kicked away the approaching zombie. The zombie took damage and disappeared.】
To test the cheese maker, she had the zombies do the work as usual.
Since zombies always fed Kim Manager, she thought milking would be an extension of that.
But it took less than 3 seconds to realize that this was a huge mistake.
SSS-grade cow Kim Manager had top-tier kicking skills befitting her SSS grade.
She literally sent two zombies trying to milk her straight to the Lord in one blow.
“Hey, Kim Manager, Kim Manager. Are you going to keep doing this?”
True to the saying that personality follows the name, Kim Manager really turned her head away with an annoying expression saying ‘hmph’ just like the Kim Manager that Song Nana knew from modern times.
Nana furrowed her brow deeply.
“Fine. Let’s say that’s all okay. But you—”
Nana glared at Kim Manager again and said.
“You even tried to kick Tan-bbang who was just passing by, didn’t you? No matter how SSS-grade you are, that’s not right!”
What was there for that small and cute little thing to be kicked for!
Then, as if responding to that, an alarm rang in the message window.
Ding!
【The SSS-grade Daily Milk Cow, though an animal, is treated the same as spirits in terms of grade.</p】
They do not allow anything they don’t recognize to approach them.>
In simple terms, it meant that no one except Nana, who was chosen by the World Tree, could even approach.
Nana sighed deeply and slumped into a chair.
What was this fate of having to milk directly just to make one piece of cheese.
If it were a conquest character or a romance novel male lead, this would be a great situation, but reality was a haughty cow with a nasty temper.
At this point, it was confusing whether the World Tree’s choice was a blessing or a disaster.
“I’d like to help too…”
“No, it’s fine. Isha, just holding Tan-bbang there is enough.”
Ishanka was tightly hugging Tan-bbang at a distance from the cow.
At first glance, it looked like a heartwarming scene of someone hugging a cat tightly, but in reality, he was firmly holding back Tan-bbang who was about to rush at the cow.
Ishanka glanced down at Tan-bbang. Just by looking at the fierce face staring at him, he could tell what she wanted to say.
‘You bastard brother, you saw it too! That ugly cow picked a fight with me first when I was just minding my own business and tried to kick me! So why are you stopping me?! Let go of this! I’m definitely going to leave claw marks on that thing’s face!’
Ishanka naturally avoided the earnest pleading gaze of his blood relative.
Meanwhile, Nana, who was milking the cow, felt disturbed.
Ding!
【Milking combo hit! Quickly massage Kim Manager’s udders with your technical hand movements!】
【Kim Manager is satisfied with your hand movements. Your udder massaging skills are excellent. Kim Manager is impressed. A small amount of experience points is awarded to Adrienne Rogueton for pleasing Kim Manager.】
It was text that could easily be misunderstood by anyone who saw it. Nana was tormented. She was just milking normally, so why did she have to suffer mental attacks.
And the name was Kim Manager too. This made it seem like I was harassing Kim Manager. Aaah! I don’t even want to imagine it!
Nana held her head and shook it.
Feeling deeply the elders’ words that names shouldn’t be chosen carelessly, she had no choice but to deal with the disaster she brought upon herself.
After what felt like eons, just as she was pouring the day’s worth of milk from the bucket into a metal container, covering it, and storing it in her inventory, it happened.
Bang!
The barn door burst open as if it would break, and someone rushed in.
“Hey…!”
Sam was breathing heavily and walking quickly toward Nana when he spotted Ishanka sitting next to her and flinched like someone struck by lightning.
“Nana… Drien… No… Nana-nim… No, Adrienne…”
“Are you sick somewhere? What’s with the nonsense as soon as you arrive?”
If that guy is sick, there’s a high chance a Quest will appear.
Nana reflexively checked the system window, but no notifications appeared.
“No, no, that’s not it. Hey, did you know?!”
“Know what?”
“That guy over there, that man…”
Sam struggled not to look at Ishanka while shouting toward Nana.
“That he’s from the minority ethnic groups!”
Suddenly the surroundings became quiet.
Sam’s face held the solemnity of having revealed the truth, and Ishanka had an expression showing he hadn’t expected such words to come out of Sam’s mouth.
Amid the tension surrounding them, Sam was the first to break the silence.
“Damn it. To think I’ve been living with a savage all this time, it gives me chills! If I had kept not knowing, that bastard might have slit my belly while I was sleeping and eaten my intestines!”
The emotions on his pale face were complex, but what could be clearly identified were fear, contempt, and disgust.
After a long silence, Nana’s mouth slowly opened.
“…That’s ridiculous.”
“Right, it really is ridiculous. How could a savage brazenly enter the kingdom…”
“I can’t believe there’s actually a racist idiot in real life.”
“What, what? Idiot? Racist? Hey, you think your words…”
“If it’s not racism, then why are you saying such things about Isha… no, about the minority ethnic groups? I can’t say I’m a person without prejudice either, but at least I believe what I’ve seen and experienced with my own eyes. The Isha I’ve seen on this farm all this time wasn’t the dirty savage you’re talking about. You should know that too, shouldn’t you?”
He couldn’t deny Nana’s words. Sam had also received help from Ishanka while staying on the farm.
Well, he sometimes received wary looks too, but setting that aside. He also knew in his head that the savage he spoke of and Ishanka were completely different people.
But he had long been educated that the minority ethnic groups were enemies threatening the kingdom and dirty, uncivilized savages.
Thoughts ingrained in his mind over half a lifetime were hard to remove. Moreover, if he denied that, it would feel like everything he had learned was being negated.
For that reason, what came out of Sam’s mouth was ultimately denial of reality to protect his pride.
“…Still, the minority ethnic groups are savages. Beasts who might stick a knife in your throat and eat your intestines at any moment.”
“To my eyes, you saying such things right now seem more like a savage.”
“What?!”
“A person who can’t recognize their own prejudice, that’s the most frightening savagery.”
“What, what did you say? Ha, you’ve fallen for a savage and completely lost your mind, haven’t you?”
“You’re the one who’s fallen into prejudice and lost your mind. If you find it so uncomfortable and disgusting, then you leave. I’m the farmowner here.”
“Fine, I’m leaving! You think I can’t leave?! I’m sick of looking at dirty savages and humans who take their side!”
Sam roughly opened the barn door he had entered through and left.
Bang!
“When will that guy ever mature. Let’s go, Isha.”
Nana clicked her tongue while looking at where Sam had noisily left and started walking.
Ishanka couldn’t think of following Nana, who treated him as if nothing had happened even after hearing that story, and stood there blankly.
Sam’s words weren’t surprising. He thought it would be revealed someday.
That he was from the minority ethnic groups.
A truth that anyone from the kingdom would be reluctant about.
So leaving this farm before being found out would be the most rational choice for both this employer and himself.
“Are you upset because of Sam’s nonsense just now? Wait a moment. I’ll bring him back and…”
That was the most rational choice.
“Why?”
“Huh?”
Nana turned around at the incoherent words.
“Why don’t you look at me with the same eyes as them?”
‘Dirty savage.’
The conventional slur that kingdom people use when referring to minority ethnic groups.
Those words weren’t even an insult to them.
Rather, getting hurt by such things would only earn mockery for being narrow-minded. It wasn’t even a complex.
Yet strangely, he didn’t want to receive such looks from Nana alone.
He feared that the moment she found out he was from the Minority Ethnic Groups, her gaze might turn cold.
So without realizing it, he had been hiding that fact.
“Do I have to discriminate? Is that what Isha wants?”
Of course not. If so, why would he have bothered to hide it?
Nana, who had been staring intently at Ishanka, made a strange expression.
“Truth doesn’t always match what people gossip about. That’s why I only believe what I see and hear for myself.”
That was also one of the wisdoms she had learned while living as Song Nana.
The school where many students attended classes, the workplace where countless people worked. The rumors that came from many mouths within those places.
Most of them were distorted and embellished.
“The Ishanka I see isn’t the savage Sam talks about.”
An unwavering voice.
Her sky-blue eyes held only Ishanka, without pretense or falsehood.
She didn’t see Ishanka as a savage, a devotee of gods, or a king of the Minority Ethnic Groups.
Just Ishanka. Before her, he was simply the human Ishanka.
The moment he realized this with his entire being, the emotion that had been faintly settled deep in Ishanka’s heart began to slowly embrace light.
It was a clear attraction toward her and a desire he had never felt before—wanting those clear eyes to hold only him.
It was possessiveness.
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