[Survivors from the 3434 Train to Bulgwang, Carriage 3807: Clopeh Sekka, Kim Dokja, Lee Hyunsung, Yoo Sangah, Han Myungoh, Lee Gilyoung andKim Namwoon. A total of seven survivors.]
Seven people. More people than Kim Dokja thought survived. He looked at the faces of the survivors one by one.
'Lee Hyunsung had a good physique and excellent motor skills, so it was expected that he would survive. I even expected Yoo Sangah to a certain extent.'
In addition, the crazy bastard– presumably ‘Clopeh’, the only foreigner name– and Kim Namwoon also survive.
Looking away from the two white head, Dokja looked at the only kid in their carriage, the kid– Lee Gilyoung. If his guess was right– ‘Lee Gilyoung’ was the name of the boy standing next to him. The fluids from the crushed grasshopper were still on the boy’s hands. It was the grasshopper Lee Gilyoung had squeezed.
The boy was looking at his mother, who lost her head. The boy’s mother had abandoned him to join in on killing the grandmother. The boy had just watched the whole thing from beginning to end.
Dokja hesitated for a moment before touching the boy’s shoulder. It wasn’t foolish sympathy. To put it simple, this was…
'That’s right. Hypocrisy.'
“Kid.”
The boy slowly turned his head, and in his eyes, Kim Dokja could see the fear of death that he encountered for the first time in his life.
Unavoidable instincts. This boy wasn’t grieving his mother’s death. He was just afraid of his own death. It was natural. He was human.
“Do you want to live?”
The boy’s eyes shook anxiously. His body trembled with a force that couldn’t be resisted. Then, little by little, the boy’s head moved.
“Then let’s go together.”
Lee Gilyoung moved slowly and came close to Kim Dokja's legs. Yoo, Sangah was watching him with an impressed expression. Dokja knew he had unintentionally caused a misunderstanding. But. In fact, it was made to be seen.
It's just that the target wasn’t Yoo Sangah.
[A few constellations are impressed with your good deed.]
[The constellations have sponsored you 200 coins.]
He couldn’t help thinking that it was a low move. But Kim Dokja also wanted to live.
Given the upcoming major events, it was essential to draw the attention of the constellations right now.
“W-Will you release us now? Didn’t you get what you wanted?”
Han Myungoh, in a torn shirt, shouted from half a dozen steps away. Department Head Han Myungoh.
'He was a lucky human.'
But Dokja couldn’t help but wonder.
'Why was Han Myungoh riding the subway when he had so much money?'
Dokja, remember. This, this was the man who had shown off a new S class, Mercedes-Benz, not long ago.
[Hrmm, released? Haven’t you seen outside? Do you really want to go out there?]
The dokkaebi chuckled.
[It is somehow admirable. In fact, I didn’t expect much from this carriage, but you managed to pass the first scenario. This proves that bugs deserve to survive.]
His words made them realize their position. Maybe they were like grasshoppers in the entity's eyes.
[Now now, shouldn’t there be a reward for overcoming the hardships? As a reward for the first scenario, you are entitled to the sponsorship of the ‘constellations.’ Waahhh! How about it? Aren’t you looking forward to it? Hmm, you are all unenthusiastic. This is really a big deal.]
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