âNo, I think itâs alive.â
At that moment, the baby birdâs eyelids trembled. Perhaps it heard our voices as it started to open its eyes.
With the appearance and cute squeaking of the bird, Seokhyunâs remark about eating the egg suddenly became even more of a nonsense.
âLook at how cute that is! Youâre saying you wanted to eat that?â
âWhereâs its parents, I wonder?â
Jiman held the broken egg carefully as if it was precious and wrapped a cloth around the broken shell.
âWhy are you trying to raise a little bird like this? Raising wild boar cubs is more logical to me since theyâre our main source of meat.â Seokhyun asked.
I also agreed with his sentiment. Even though we raised wild boars in our base these days, they remained as nothing but a food source. In other words, to us, either wild boars and birds are basically the same thing, just a food source.
However, Jimanâs opinion was different.
âIf we raise it well, it will definitely be a great help for us. Itâs several times better than just using it as a simple food source.â
âIs that so? Seongho, what are your thoughts?â
Seeing everyone staring at me, it seemed like theyâre putting the burden of making the decision on my shoulder. If I told them to just eat it here, surely I would be treated like garbage by the others. After all, thereâs no reason for us to eat it when thereâs a whole lot of other foods hereâŚ
But more than anything else, I was interested in seeing Jimanâs dazzling eyes. Heâs a guy who always followed what I wanted to do without even telling me his opinion. I wonder what would happen if I reject him here.
âLetâs grow it then.â Of course, in the end, I decided to not follow my curiosity and just give in to the pressure of the shelter members.
âAh, thank you, Hyung.â
Seeing that Jiman was visibly fond of the bird also relieved my heart.
Da-jeong stroked the egg.
âIf we want to raise it, we have to name it, right? What should we name it?â
âSince itâs a bird that has horns⌠Hornbi?â
Why are these guys looking at me with those eyes all of a sudden?
Seokhyun sighed. âSo, thereâs a reason you named a wolf Dingo.â
I donât want to hear you, of all people, to be the one say that!
Anyway, we hunted the animals in the jungle and gathered all of the things that can be considered as a necessity and returned to the shelter. The stag beetles were working in gardens and orchards as usual. Theyâre really hard working guys. However, when Jiman came, they halted all of their work and ran towards the egg.
âWe decided to call it Hornbi. Itâs cute, isnât it?â he said.
Why are you looking at me while saying that?
Anyway, the appearance of Hornbi became a hot issue not only for the stag beetles, but also for the scarabs. The two camps, which were always fighting each other whenever they met, have decided to agree on a temporary truce as they watched the eggs.
The Chief Scarab tapped my shoe and started drawing on the ground with a branch.
âHmm? oh? OHâŚâ A bird larger than an ostrich was drawn in the ground. With how big it was, I calculated that two people would be able to ride.
âIs that its adult form?â
Iâm sure these guys know something.
âLooking at the size, I think there would be a lot of meat.â As soon as I said that, the stag beetles that were petting the eggs looked at me with contempt in their eyes. The scarabs didnât do anything as much as that, but they all shook their heads.
âHuh? It doesnât taste good?â
From the drawing the scarab drew after nodding, it looks like the taste was so disgusting, to the point that if two people eat it, three people will die.
It seemed like scarabs have a good sense of humor too.
Anyway, according to them, the Hornbi is a fast-growing, strong, useful animal that can carry up to two humans. On top of it, they can also hunt food on their own, and, decidedly, they were calm around humans. The scarabs said that even a wild one would approach humans and let them pet them.
Anyway, Jiman then made a dedicated nest made out of the feathers he had collected for the Hornbi on the site next to the Hwajo barn. Once he finished, he laid the eggs on it, and covered it with a blanket.
At that moment, I turned my attention to the Hwajo barn. Their number had increased tremendously. Even when weâre continuously eating it, thereâs still around 50 of them that I see in the barn. It was only possible because of Jimanâs unique skill. The vegetable garden and orchard next to it were also full of so many things. The amount alone made even me wonder if we could eat them all.
In conclusion, as long as we have Jiman, hunger just wonât happen.
âAre you guys good?â I said when I saw Dingo, Dingsoon, and their sixtuplets. These days, Dingo and Dingsoon spend most of their time taking care of their babies. Since there were 6 of them in total, when they all wandered around the nest, a cute chaos would ensue. However, since their mother would be the first one to take care of them, no one touched them. They all just looked at them with smiles plastered on their faces.
Since there were so many different creatures in the shelter, it was always crowded. It looks peaceful, but if a monster were to attack the shelter, everyoneâs carefree attitude would disappear as if it was nothing more but an illusion, and everyone would immediately be ready for any kind of engagement.
I sat on the bench for a while and watched the shelter. It was obvious from the membersâ movement that everyone was busy doing their own thing. Geom-in who got up late, turned on the faucet to get water in the middle of the shelter. Itâs only possible because a motor was installed in the valley to draw water. Itâs very comfortable thanks to Yoohyeonâs genius brain. Everything was perfect except for the bathroom issue.
âIt is indeed fine to live alone, butâŚâ Living with other people like this wasnât that bad.
I laid down on the bench and watched the setting sun dye the forest red. Just a few hours ago, I was wandering around the Great Labyrinth. But now, I was here, sitting comfortably witnessing such luxurious scenery.
The first floor of the Great Labyrinth was still crowded with many people. So, following the rule, a lot of monsters also appeared here. On top of it, the occasional Deathmatch event added even more chaos into the already-hectic scene.
Many survivors complained about it to the Auction House.
-What in the world is happening! They said that Battle Royale wonât be triggered here, so why isnât that the case for Deathmatch?
-If we kill someone here, will we become a murderer?
-Thatâs not whatâs important! Will the murderer event be triggered or not?
-It makes sense though. Battle Royale is applied to the event battlefield itself, and Deathmatch is a system that applies to people.
-Is that the setting in Survival Life?
-No, itâs my deduction.
-You fucker. Do you want to die?
-When the Deathmatch event happened, what would replace the zombie wall? Monster wall?
-Some times ago, I met a murderer who is getting hunted by some clan. I couldnât get too close, but I did see some monsters gathering and arranging themselves into a straight line.
-I heard some rumors that a Chinese clan had been continuously triggering the Deathmatch event.
-Those bastards are drugged and drunk.
People couldnât just dismiss those stupid behavior as a joke anymore. After all, all the Chinese they had met so far in the Great Labyrinth seemed to have lost their minds because of drugs. It was also rumored that the Chinese have a lot of people with brainwashing ability. A lot of Koreans believed that the rumor wasnât far from the truth as they had seen the Chinese leaders use their compatriots as meat shields first hand.
-In a time like this, it would be perfect if Seongho was hereâŚ
-Who the hell is Seongho?
-Itâs I Love Gimbapâs real name. You know, that large man who came in with the other stagnant waters.
-Oh, I saw him too. He seemed to love protein more than gimbap.
-I used to live with Seongho for a while.
-Are you I Love Gimbapâs friend?
-Probably not a friend⌠just an old colleague?
-Will I Love Gimbap know you if he saw your face?
-I donât think heâll know if we meetâŚ
-Then, you are just like us you fucker! Nothing but a stranger to him!
-Guys, rumor has it that I Love Gimbap killed all Chinese who broke into the Korean Shelter.
-How many Chinese attacked?
-The rumor said that thereâs at least several dozen.
-If I have a gun, I can do that too.
-I call BS! No matter how low-leveled they are, there are dozens of people. It wouldnât be that simple.
-Yeah. If thereâs even one person with stealth ability, you are dead.
-You know Major Kim Hyun-woo of Korean Shelter right? The leader of the Korean Shelter Assault Team. Heâs the one who defended the Korean Shelter at first. However, he couldnât do it alone and was having a hard time. But it was said that I Love Gimbap appeared on a motorcycle and took care of everything with his mithril bladeâŚ
-I saw I Love Gimbap and Duck Butt roaming around on a motorcycle. As they drive by, he cuts off an orcâs head with a swordâŚ
-Now that we are talking about I Love Gimbap, I crave some good gimbapâŚ
-By the way, where is that guy?
-That guy? You should address him as Sir I Love Gimbap! Show some respect man!
-Whatever⌠Just where is he?
-No one knows. He might have passed through the 3rd floor by now..
-Damn, a lot of people canât even get to the 2nd floor, and yet heâs already that far?
-Hey, itâs not a certainty. Just a guess.
At that time, news broke out that an unidentified group had stolen some guns from the Hannam-dong Clan. Not just one, but five guns. They also lost an ammunition box on top of that.
When the news reached the Auction House, there was an uproar.
-Sigh⌠Those crazy people⌠They canât even properly manage their guns, canât they?
-All but a few people from the Hannam-dong Clan had really served in the military.
-Well, they are celebritiesâŚ
-What does it have to do with their guns being stolen?
-After hearing about it, it was said that guys from Hannam-dong Clan just roughly threw the guns in some random places when they were taking a break. Itâs evident that they didnât get proper training on how to handle a gun!
-They didnât give it to us even after we asked, and now, they gave it away for free!
-Damn it. Now the Chinese are even more dangerous!
As always, another fight broke out at the Auction House. But this time it was different than usual. Some Chinese people came into the comment section and started mocking the Koreans. At first, many doubted they were really Chinese, but then, it was clear that they were Chinese because they were mocking Koreans by bringing out the history.
-You know that the Qing dynasty brought your king to his knees, right? Now itâs your turn to do the same.
-What is the Qing Dynasty?
-They are talking about the Qing Dynasty?
-Thank you for the gun. Weâll count it as a tribute. Though, you guys canât stay forever with us.
-What a fucking bastards.
-Bastard who sweeps the fish every day in our West Sea.
-The Yellow Sea is our sea, isnât it?
-I really want to kill them all.
-Try it if you can. Joseon.
-If I Love Gimbap is here, you guys are done!
-You mean the guy who slaughtered our brothers in Yeouido before?
-You guys are really crazy⌠Do you call people you used as a meat shield as your brother?
-These bastards are crazy⌠To think they are looking for I Love GimbapâŚ
-What can he do against guns?
-Do you think heâll die if you shoot him? Have you seen the art gallery fight?
The comment section descended into chaos as arguments between Koreans and Chinese intensified. The extreme conditions of the Great Labyrinth and the apocalypse have pushed people into their current state. Until now, the atmosphere of the Chinese was not bad. However, it became a problem as they started to brag about finding something on the second floor, which they accidentally found on the way down.
-Isnât that a Nightberry ? It is a fruit with a mental tolerance effect, it also tastes good.
-You guys who canât even fight on the first floor correctly canât even dream of having it.
Although it was a short comment, people at Seonghoâs shelter still found it and wrote it down in a notebook. Seongho, heard about it when the others told him so, said.
âTo think it appeared on the second floor.â
âWhat floor did it usually appear on?â
Da-jeong frowned. On the 5th floor, people really need mental tolerance stats, but to think it also appears on the 5th floor?
âWhat kind of bullshit is that?â
âWell, what did you expect from a shitty game like Survival Live? By the way, this is problematic⌠what should we do?â
âLetâs do what you are ridiculously good at!â
âStealing?â The second floor was so wide that it was impossible to explore all of them. Therefore, it would be much more efficient to just steal other peopleâs loot.
Seongho entered the comment section where the Chinese were busy bragging.
-You guys, do take care of those Nightberry well, yeah?
-Do you know whatâs the function of this Nightberry ?
-You donât need to know.
-Looking at your words, are you the famed I Love Gimbap?
-Tell us whatâs the function of this fruit. In exchange, we will give you some.
-Iâm sorry, but Iâm the type of person who prefers to take it forcefully rather than receive it peacefully.
-Do you think youâll be fine against bullets?
-You can check it by yourself later.
After that, there was no more comment from I Love Gimbap.
âWhat the hell is this guy?â Ju Seung Su grinded his teeth and instructed his subordinates. âIf he showed up, shoot him and kill him, okay?â
However, unlike Ju Seung Su, who was raging, his subordinates answered without any emotion.
In the Great Labyrinth, Koreans stayed together. It was such a strange sight for those who know what they were normally like in the Auction House.
When someone mentioned it, everyone humbly said,
-Since aliens have invaded, we have to work together.
The word âaliensâ obviously referred to the Chinese who entered the Great Labyrinth. It was impossible to block them because their entrance point was different from the Koreans. On top of it, inside the labyrinth, Koreans were often pushed by the Chineseâs numbers and had to give up their bases.
Meanwhile, the Chinese swept through the Great Labyrinth with their body count as their weapon. Therefore, a lot of deaths happened inside, so there were corpses all over the place. Many corpses spawned a lot of bone creepers. And since it was dark inside, it became the best place for this monster to work. Thus, the first floor of the Great Labyrinth never had a day without a scream.
-If the first floor is like this, how difficult is the deeper floor?
In the meantime, five people were dispatched from the Korean Shelter. It was Oh Hyung-jun, Yoo Ji-hye, Lee Sangshin, Moon Daeho, and Moon Soyoon. They came as a team, but they were not given any special instructions. Jang Won-taek just wanted to hear real information since he was tired of the fake and distrustful information spreading around the Auction House.
âThatâs why we came, butâŚâ Hyung-jun pulled the leather gloves on his hand tight and looked around. He and the rest of the team were bewildered because it was much darker than they expected.
âI canât really see anything. How can we fight in this condition?â
âThey say your eyes will get used to it after a few hours.â
âFor now, letâs take out the glowstones first.â
When Lee Sang-shin took out the glowstone, the surroundings barely lit up. It was still dark a few meters ahead of them.
Lee Sang-shin pointed to his ear. âYou donât see with your eyes here, you hear with your ears.â
âYou have to listen to everything. The sound of skeletons running, the rattling of bones, the sound of old iron swords and shields clashingâŚâ
âCan you hear that?â Soyoon couldnât understand his words at all.
The Great Labyrinth appeared to be quiet for them, but in reality, itâs very noisy. Even at the moment, a soft scream and the sound of the wind could be heard.
âAnyway, letâs all focus and go. We need to figure something out first.â
When they carefully explored the inside of the Great Labyrinth, someone suddenly appeared. Yoo Ji-hye was startled and screamed. But unlike her, Hyung-junâs expression brightened.
It was because the man they stumbled upon was Seongho.