I Reincarnated Into a Healing Game… and It’s a Zombie Apocalypse?! - Chapter 59

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Episode 59

“In this situation, with the continent in this state… does it make sense that such a place is being maintained?!”

“That’s exactly why it’s strange, isn’t it?”

Ishanka’s tone became even colder.

“In a forest where even a single blade of grass has withered black, only that place was a vivid green. Do you really think that’s for the people’s sake?”

“…No. They might have been trying to cultivate it into farmland. That could really be the case.”

Ishanka’s eyes narrowed.

“Even with your capital in this state, do you still want to escape reality?”

“What do you know to speak so easily!”

“Now, stop.”

Nana suddenly stepped between the two.

“There’s no point in us fighting here. Sam, if you’re really suspicious, let’s go see for ourselves. Whether it’s Royal Imperial or whatever, let’s check and judge. Isha, you can guide us, right?”

“Of course.”

Sam still had fire in his eyes but didn’t confront further. Seeing his momentum calm down a bit, Nana spoke up.

“Good. Then let’s get out of here first. No matter how quiet it is, this is a dangerous area. We’ll talk about the rest when we get back…”

At that moment.

Kyaaak!

A piercing scream split the street.

“Please save me! Please!”

“Stop right there!”

A woman’s sobbing scream and a man’s rough shout tangled together. It was from the alley right next to them.

When Nana reflexively turned toward the alley, Sam quickly grabbed her arm.

“Hey, are you in your right mind?”

“What?”

“It obviously looks dangerous, but running out alone without any plan – is that being in your right mind?!”

Sam’s words weren’t wrong at all.

Of course, her temper alone had already maxed out in combat level, but actual fighting was completely different.

A farmowner who had never properly engaged in physical combat would obviously just be a burden if she interfered.

The warning from reason was clear. But.

“Let’s leave that to Lucas for now…”

“…It was right before my eyes.”

“What?”

Sam frowned. Nana’s lips were trembling.

“Back then too, it was right before my eyes.”

Suddenly, terrible memories overlapped Nana’s vision.

The sound of flesh tearing, blood spreading red enough to sting the eyes, the screams of neighbors being cut short.

And her own cowardly figure running away to survive alone in that hell.

Sweet Little Village.

The place where she survived and her hell.

Rather than relief at surviving, self-hatred for not being able to save others pressed more heavily on her chest. Guilt had become nightmares that strangled her every night.

And now she was being told to run away again?

“If I run away doing nothing like back then, I’ll never be able to forgive myself.”

Tearful determination rose in Nana’s eyes.

“Even if my actions seem stupid, I can’t help it. I won’t turn away anymore.”

She didn’t wait for an answer.

Nana roughly shook off the hand holding her and threw herself into the darkness where the screams came from without hesitation.

“Nana, wait-!”

Sam urgently reached out, but her figure had already disappeared.

* * *

Inside the narrow, dark alley.

Nana stopped abruptly, breathing heavily. What came into her view was a young girl whose wrist was grabbed by a vicious man.

“Oh, what a windfall! These days it’s hard to find such young livestock.”

“I don’t want to, I’m scared. Please let me go…!”

The girl turned pale and trembled violently. The girl’s terror-stricken eyes pulled out a scene from Nana’s memory.

A child who was being bitten by their mother who had turned into a zombie, crying desperately to be saved. And herself, who could only watch helplessly.

The afterimage of the dead child overlapped the girl’s face.

‘I can save her this time!’

Nana’s fist clenched until it turned white.

“Don’t be scared. Who’s going to eat you? I’ll introduce you to a very nice place. If you do well…”

As the man giggled and tried to drag the girl, Nana unhesitatingly pulled out an SSS+ grade crowbar from her inventory.

And.

Crack-!

A dull impact sound without any hesitation echoed through the alley.

“Gueok?!”

The man, who couldn’t even scream properly, staggered and crashed into the wall. Not missing the opportunity, the girl screamed and ran out of the alley.

In the empty alley, there was now only Nana breathing heavily and the man groaning while holding his back.

“Ah, how cliché.”

Nana casually rested the crowbar boasting SSS+ grade majesty on her shoulder.

“Anyway, there are always these types everywhere. Thugs who can’t stand not bullying people weaker than themselves. Hey, is it fun living like that?”

“You, you, what are you!”

The man shouted with bloodshot eyes.

Nana threateningly swayed the crowbar and declared in a confident voice.

“What do you mean what? I’m the damn farmowner!”

* * *

The woman’s sharp cry with a crowbar resting on her shoulder echoed through the alley.

“…What the hell, this crazy bitch.”

The man gritted his teeth as he got up with his dirt-covered body. His back was throbbing, but what was more unbearable was his trampled pride.

‘How dare she do this to me?’

Even before the world ended, he had dominated the streets with his fists alone, and now he had become a farm manager ruling over livestock.

But to be hit in the back of the head by a mere girl and roll on the dirt ground.

The man’s face flushed red and blue with intolerable shame.

“Farmowner? What kind of bullshit is that? Hey! Do you know who I am?!”

“I know. You’re just garbage trying to kidnap an innocent kid and do dirty things.”

“What, what? Has this bitch gone crazy!”

“Ah, my mistake. Let me correct that.”

Nana tapped the ground with the tip of her crowbar.

“I should apologize to dogs. At least they’re cute, but you’re industrial waste that can’t even be recycled.”

The man’s face contorted red and blue.

“You, wherever you’ve been rolling around, how dare you… I’ll kill you!”

The man who had lost his reason charged forward swinging his fist with rough curses. Nana calmly readjusted her grip on the crowbar.

That place where any man would be weak, aiming for a fatal blow to the vital spot.

‘Just one hit will do.’

Thwack-!

“Guh, gueok-!”

But before Nana’s hand could even move, a black shadow that appeared from somewhere kicked the man’s body.

With a heavy impact sound, the man’s body floated in the air like a paper doll before crashing down pathetically.

“Why were you listening to such a person’s words?”

“I didn’t know he’d throw such a fit over a little scratch. Though I was confident I could win.”

Nana tilted her head, meeting Ishanka’s eyes with a playful smile. A subtle charm showed in her crescent-shaped eyes.

“I didn’t expect Isha, who’s good at fighting, to protect me first?”

At Nana’s words, the corners of Ishanka’s mouth curved into an arc.

“Honestly, I don’t want to see you getting involved in dangerous situations.”

His gaze shifted from Nana to the man rolling on the floor. The warmth from moments before was gone, leaving only cold contempt.

“So you can leave trash like this to me.”

He grabbed the man’s throat without hesitation and lifted him up in one motion.

“Guh, guurk-!”

The man’s feet flailed in the air. Ishanka’s eyes gleamed with a fierce blue light.

“From now on, answer my questions without a single lie. If you hesitate even once, a few bones might get dislocated.”

“Hii, hiiek… Please spare me!”

The man trembled violently.

Then, Nana peeked out from behind Ishanka’s back with a smile.

“It’s okay. If you just tell us the truth, there won’t be any bloodshed. Probably.”

The man gasped for breath while nodding frantically.

“Good attitude. Then here’s the first question.”

Nana said while tapping the lever.

“What exactly is this farm place you mentioned?”

“Th, that’s… it’s a place where they bring people to work! They give food and provide places to sleep! So, so it’s a place that helps people work!”

“Look at how you’re talking?”

Nana clicked her tongue.

“You’re being very clever with your words? You still seem to lack a sense of reality, Isha.”

“Ah, aaah! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you properly!”

As Ishanka slowly twisted the man’s arm upward, he screamed and began spilling everything.

The farm that came from the man’s mouth was literally a human livestock farm.

People didn’t go there voluntarily.

They were hunted, captured, and dragged there.

Once inside, no one was called by their own name. Instead, they were called ‘livestock.’

“They only stay alive as long as they’re useful. If they can’t work, they’re discarded. No feed, no water…”

The feed that came from the trembling man’s mouth didn’t mean actual food.

Rotten grain, expired canned goods, and remnants of what were once people. The only choices were to die if you didn’t eat, or die slowly if you did.

And all the food and resources they produced all day flowed to the higher-ups. That is, to the Administrators and Suppliers.

“Second question.”

Nana’s voice lowered.

“Where is the final destination of all those supplies?”

The man clamped his mouth shut.

If he said this much, he might really die. His instincts were telling him so. Nana nodded as she watched the man.

“Yes. I understand your desire to keep secrets. That secret might be as heavy as your life.”

When Nana signaled to Ishanka, his hand gripping the man’s throat gradually tightened.

“So you understand that you’ll die here, right?”

The man coughed roughly and struggled.

In the fear of his vision blurring and consciousness fading from the pressure constricting his throat, a single instinct took control of the man’s brain.

He wanted to live.

And finally, a scream-like cry burst from the man’s mouth.

“The Royal Palace! The place that takes the supplies is the Royal Palace!”

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