Possessed a Healing Game, but It’s a Zombie Apocalypse - Chapter 7

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Episode 7

“I was wondering how I got hurt, but the handle of the watering can you gave me had a sharp crack in it. I think I got scratched by that.”

Nana carefully applied milky white ointment to the wound and wrapped it with bandages. Ishanka stared intently at her as she performed no dark magic or any magical acts whatsoever.

‘What is she thinking? Is treatment really her purpose?’

No, that couldn’t be. He knew the kind of people dark mages were. They acted kindly on the surface, but that was just groundwork to make their targets lower their guard.

“There, treatment’s done. Be careful not to get it wet for a while.”

While he was lost in thought for a moment, the treatment had already finished. As soon as her hands left him, Ishanka quickly got up from his seat.

He didn’t want to stay even a moment longer with someone who used dark magic.

“Dark clouds have gathered in the sky. It might pour rain, so I’ll go check the fields. And… thank you for the treatment.”

But if he showed his wariness, she might find it suspicious. He made up an excuse to leave and offered his thanks.

Whatever the case, not saying a word of thanks to someone who treated him would be rude behavior.

Nana watched Ishanka’s rapidly disappearing figure and muttered without realizing it.

“Dark clouds? Did he hurt his head instead of his arm?”

The sky was nothing but blue without a single dark cloud.

* * *

Nana took a bite of bread slathered with jam while watching Ishanka fix the chicken coop ceiling.

After having him work for the past few days, this worker really… did his job remarkably well.

Not only did he pull weeds, but he also spread compost without frowning once, and when harvesting fully grown crops, he quickly grasped the technique with just a little instruction and harvested rapidly.

‘Except for when we first met, he’s never drawn his sword once, and he handles whatever I ask without complaint. He’s really competent, isn’t he?’

And his body was amazing too… Nana recalled the scene she had accidentally witnessed this morning.

Nana had come out early in the morning to harvest chicory and greens for the morning salad when she accidentally saw Ishanka training with a wooden sword.

Though it was a crudely made wooden sword he had apparently crafted himself, what caught her eye more than that was his body.

His body as he swung the wooden sword shirtless was perfectly sculpted with muscle in every part. It wasn’t simply bulky, but a sculpture-like physique with beautifully positioned muscles.

As Nana stared at Ishanka as if entranced, their eyes met when he wiped sweat from his chin.

“…”

“…”

The vegetable patch happened to be in a corner behind a wall, so the situation looked like Nana had been peeping at Ishanka. It was enough of a situation to be reported for workplace sexual harassment. Though now that the world had ended, there probably weren’t any police stations left.

Anyway, she couldn’t let him misunderstand her as a perverted employer. So she should speak confidently.

“I accidentally saw you from early morning! So my score for you is 1,000 points out of 100.”

She wasn’t peeping, she was accidentally, confidently looking.

“…”

“Well then, continue! I’ll be going now!”

She flashed a bright smile and walked quickly into the house carrying a basket with salad ingredients.

Good. That went naturally.

Nana smiled cheerfully as she prepared breakfast, leaving behind Ishanka who couldn’t take his eyes off where she had been, wearing an unreadable expression.

* * *

Whatever had happened in the morning, today’s farm breakfast was perfect as well.

A salad made with freshly picked greens and chicory, grilled perch with the fishy smell removed using herbs that grew wild near the house, and potato pancakes made from thinly sliced potatoes.

Since it was made with freshly harvested crops—the privilege of those who farm—the taste was guaranteed. The proof was that Ishanka, who had finished his morning training, ate without saying a word.

There was one thing he had learned since living with this handsome worker.

When eating food he liked or something delicious, his expression, which always maintained composure, would soften slightly.

It was so subtle that he hadn’t noticed at first, but after living together for several days, he could now catch even small changes in expression.

‘Today’s food is especially delicious though.’

Anyway, as the one who made the food, it felt good when someone ate well. But if there was one thing he found regrettable.

“It would be nice if we could make and eat cheese too.”

It was a thoughtless mutter. However, his reaction was unexpected.

“Should I catch some?”

“What? Catch what?”

“Animals that can produce milk. You can get milk not only from cows but also from goats. Though with the land dead and black, there probably aren’t many living animals left, but if we look, we could probably find a goat or two.”

While he was sincere about going to find goats, he actually had another intention as well. He wanted to contact Ezion, who was acting as his representative, while going to look for goats.

Now that he had a suitable excuse, he got up from his seat, planning to move immediately. Nana hurriedly grabbed his sleeve.

“No, no, wait! That was just something I said casually! There are zombies swarming outside right now, so why are you trying to go somewhere dangerous?”

“But it’s necessary, isn’t it? There’s more you can get from goat’s milk than you’d think. Especially for surviving in a world like this.”

“What are you talking about! No matter how much we need milk, going outside where it’s full of zombies just to get that one thing is reckless!”

Ishanka couldn’t understand Nana’s thinking. It wasn’t unreasonable. Compared to the abundant South Continent, the North Continent was barren and lacking in resources.

So obtaining necessary items even at the risk of one’s life was the way of life for the nomadic tribes, and they had never once questioned it.

Especially sheep were the most precious animals to them as they wandered the barren lands, and they were such an essential resource that tribal wars would break out over dozens of sheep.

Moreover, the god dwelling in Ishanka’s body was a god of war. He wouldn’t be easily hurt or killed by ordinary matters, and in terms of strength alone, he rivaled the divine giant Titan said to sleep in the deep underground.

In a way, Nana’s statement could be seen as disrespecting his god and him.

Especially if she were a Kingdom person who looked down on the nomadic tribes as barbarians.

But from what Ishanka had observed of Nana during his days here, she seemed unaware that Ishanka was from a nomadic tribe.

Then was she deliberately acting this way because she had noticed his intention to contact the outside?

It was a reasonable suspicion, but he soon thought that wasn’t it either. During his time working here, Ishanka had lived with Nana and continuously observed her, except for sleeping hours.

The Nana that Ishanka saw was a typical farmer who focused only on farming. She was someone far removed from schemes or political maneuvering.

Moreover, he could see no other intentions in the employer’s eyes as she tried to stop him. There was only the scolding concern of an employer worried about her farm worker.

Was she sincere, or was she deceiving him completely? How far should he trust this person? Just as he was thinking this.

“Meow meow meow meow.”

Tan-bbang appeared from somewhere and trotted over to Nana, setting down what he had been carrying. It was a large, plump mouse.

【Party member Tan-bbang has completed his exclusive quest “Catching Country Mice.” The farm owner also gains some experience points.】

When the passive skill “Farm Animals” activated, a special quest exclusive to the skill was newly created.

Now that both daily quests and main story quests had disappeared due to some unknown error, the quests given by “Farm Animals” were the only source of experience points Nana could obtain.

Even in this ruined game world, experience points were precious.

“My goodness, Tan-bbang. How did you catch such a big mouse with that small body? You didn’t get hurt anywhere, did you? Oh my, look at that tail wagging because I’m praising you. What should I do? You’re so cute. Ah, if only there were proper cameras in this world.”

Nana’s doting over Tan-bbang, who brought her experience points on his own, developed more each day. At this rate, she might even break down walls saying Tan-bbang was too cute.

Ishanka, who had been staring at this scene, muttered quietly.

“Even if I brought dozens of goats, it probably wouldn’t be like this.”

“What? What did you say?”

“It’s nothing. Anyway, if you’re saying that out of concern that I might get hurt, don’t worry. I…”

CRASH!

Before Ishanka could finish speaking, Nana jumped up from her seat, startled by a loud noise from outside.

“My precious farm!”

“Wait! Before going out, we should first check if there are any undead outside…”

But Nana had already rushed outside.

‘She threatened me asking where I was trying to go dangerously, but she herself doesn’t care about fire or water.’

Ishanka started to follow but hesitated for a moment. There was no need to help someone who used dark magic. Whatever happened, it wouldn’t be a problem.

Rather, if something happened to her, this strange farm would disappear, and then he wouldn’t need to stay here as a worker, so he could take Ateruna and return to his country.

Everything would resolve itself, so was there really a need to move?

As he was thinking this, his eyes suddenly caught sight of the scar on the inside of his wrist.

The place where Nana had treated his injury when he first started working at the Farm. The wound must have been deeper than expected, as a very faint scar remained.

Ishanka, who had been staring intently at it, clicked his tongue and grabbed his sword before rushing outside.

It was merely repayment for treating his wound before—nothing more, nothing less.

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