The Cook of a Perished World - Chapter 220

Episode 220: Contractors (1)

“My benefactor.”

The spiritist of our unit.

Jeong Soo-ah told me.

“All the contractors who were hiding in various places… or trying to escape were captured alive.”

“Good job.”

Her spirit is the best scout.

None of the contractors who were hiding somewhere or trying to escape escaped the spirit’s sight.

All of them spread out everywhere were suppressed.

“Hehe… Hehehe….”

“What have you gone crazy?”

And the contractors who were subdued by us.

A person who appears to be their leader.

This guy.

Let me go up to him, point the gun at him, and talk to him.

The guy suddenly started laughing like crazy.

“You… what have you done to me? Brainwashing?”

“ok?”

I can’t believe I brainwashed you.

I was actually wondering if you guys were brainwashed?

“Hehehe. These are soldiers who have fully preserved their power. “Did they use some kind of chemical weapon that I don’t know about?”

ah.

At least this part could be said to be a bit close.

It’s a bit hard to call it a weapon, though.

“It’s cooking?”

“…haha. “You are mocking me very openly.”

Cooking is basically a chemical process.

but.

The guy shook his head as if he didn’t believe what I said.

On the other hand, in the case of our unit members….

“What? “How did you do it?”

“Was it cooking again?”

“Sergeant Shin, why do debuff dishes have so many different effects…? “No, when did you ever cook in the first place?”

“I told you not to question such things. “My head hurts.”

“I guess it’s like a skill seal this time?”

Well, roughly that kind of reaction.

‘…Aren’t you putting me down too much?’

I feel that way a little bit, but whatever.

Either that or not.

“I don’t know what means they used, but I was overpowered anyway, so I guess that’s where I end up.”

What’s important right now is this.

A guy who looks like he’s given up.

but.

Those eyes were glaring at me fiercely.

“You guys won now… but you will regret it someday.”

“regret?”

“Hehehe… You guys probably think you are justice. “They say we are the villains.”

“So you’re saying it’s not true?”

I don’t think we are justice.

but.

This guy is clearly evil from our perspective.

“You will find out later. In the end, it was you who were leading humanity to its downfall. Even if you regret it then, it will be too late…!”

“Hmm. “It’s too late to find out later.”

“…What?”

I thought maybe I was brainwashed.

Even though I had to use such a cumbersome method to subdue him.

I ask while pointing the gun at the guy’s head.

“If you value your life, answer me.”

so that.

I became even more curious.

“Why… did you serve the devil even without sacrificing your life?”

* * *

There was a man.

A man called Deliverer among contractors.

There were several reasons for that name.

for now.

[Demon Guide]

The first thing is that the job is actually a guide.

Other than that.

Connecting other contractors with the Great One.

This is because he played the role of a guide leading the contractors.

but.

Before he was called that way, the man was usually called Assistant Manager Choi.

Before that, Employee Choi.

Before that, Wonjun Choi.

Long before that….

‘Trash.’

trash.

It wouldn’t have been unfair if a drunk person on the street had called me that.

It was none other than his father who called him that.

‘….’

His parents gave birth to him but did not raise him.

Unwanted marriage, unwanted children.

A result no one wanted.

That was the only reason it could be called trash.

It was a family that could hardly be said to be harmonious, even as a joke.

Parents were busy swearing at each other every day.

When the fight fizzled out.

They turned their unresolved anger onto their only son.

‘I want to die.’

Should I say I was lucky or bad?

That wish never came true.

A couple who didn’t want each other.

The two are in a dispute over divorce-related litigation.

At the end of the lawsuit, one side took out a sword.

On one side is a prison cell.

One side goes to heaven.

Maybe it was natural.

Wonjun was an orphan.

Not from the beginning, but from the middle.

but.

Even though I was officially given a title that others would despise.

‘Haha.’

Wonjun wasn’t that sad.

On the contrary, I was even happy.

‘Finally liberation…!’

Those who called themselves trash.

Because it’s like being liberated from them.

He couldn’t understand it.

There are several complicated legal battles going on.

The conclusion was drawn that there was no one among his relatives who would accept him.

Wonjun entered an orphanage.

Wonjun lived with the thought of wanting to die every day.

Those thoughts quickly disappeared.

Life at an orphanage.

Compared to the previous one, it was quite satisfactory.

Although it may be a bit lacking in material terms, it may be quite a bit lacking.

The nun who took care of him was kind.

I never thought about washing away the wounds of the past.

There were brothers who could share the wounds and comfort each other.

No matter what others say.

For Wonjun, it was a happy environment that was incomparable to his previous life.

If there is one thing that bothers you.

-Let’s all pray before eating…

His new mother.

It was a nun’s teaching.

‘God.’

According to the nun’s teachings.

Loving humans without compensation.

An omnipotent and omniscient being?

If that’s true.

One question arises.

‘If such a being exists… why me?’

What did I do wrong?

Did I have to live that kind of life?

Questions filled my head.

The young boy dismissed the question as if it were just that.

‘Because that’s what the nun says. That’s right, right~’

I don’t understand it very well, though.

Anyway, isn’t it okay to be happy now?

‘Because the happiness you have now must have been created by that gentleman called God.’

Just be grateful and

that will be enough.

Is that an ordeal or something?

In any case, there must have been a reason for the time he suffered.

So I trusted it and passed it on.

According to the nun’s words.

He always prayed to God with all his heart.

That faith was greatly shaken.

It was around the time he graduated from middle school.

-I’m sorry, guys… I’m really sorry…

The orphanage was maintained through subsidies.

The number of children was in the hundreds, and the annual operating costs were in the hundreds of millions.

When the complex circumstances of adults became involved, the support money was cut off.

The daycare center lost the funds needed to operate and was forced to close.

Wonjun completed his compulsory education by graduating from middle school.

He could not be transferred to another orphanage.

Due to complex circumstances unknown to him.

He was driven out into a complex society that he could not understand.

‘There is a God… right?’

I followed the nun’s words and believed them.

but.

Doubt began to settle in that belief.

‘I don’t know whether God really exists or not.’

but.

I could say for sure that there was only one thing.

‘Human good will.’

Even though I was suddenly kicked out of society.

The nuns, who were like his new parents, did not abandon him.

We kept in touch and constantly offered a helping hand.

‘The nun’s good intentions clearly exist.’

Wonjun doubted the existence of God.

I came to believe in the good intentions of humans.

I no longer prayed.

As the nun taught.

I decided to love humans.

He did not have much attachment to life.

A life without any joy since I was young.

Because I couldn’t really find a reason to continue living.

Nevertheless, I lived.

‘Because the nun will be sad when I die.’

He graduated from middle school and was an orphan.

Despite being showered with unfavorable titles.

He didn’t want to become a stranger to the nuns who raised him.

He was sincere and serious in everything he did.

Maybe it’s thanks to that.

Or is it because of the good intentions and help of people around me?

Most people who knew him came to trust him.

Even though I had a disadvantaged childhood environment.

I was able to achieve a stable life in my own way.

-mom!

Wonjun has established himself as a member of society.

The biggest reason he was able to secure his position.

I went to see a nun.

By showing her an established side of herself.

Hoping it makes her feel a little better.

-…mom? No, nun?

and.

It was not until then that Wonjun realized.

-…Okay.

A small house where a nun lives.

The sound of an animal coming from a corner.

no.

A human cry reminiscent of an animal.

that day.

Wonjun finally became confident.

‘There is no God…’

If there is a God.

They wouldn’t have made a skit like this.

-Suddenly.

Wonjun cut off the head of the only human he considered his parent.

I grabbed the kitchen knife that was rolling around the kitchen.

When the spine of the being I thought was my mother was roughly torn apart.

[Congratulations on your awakening!]

[Job: New Warrior Lv.1]

He has awakened.

…The world was destroyed.

After that, every day was a war.

Wonjun, who killed the nun, even considered suicide.

Finally, he stood up holding his sword.

‘We must save others.’

There is no God.

If there is a God, there is no way he would allow the world to end up like this.

but.

‘People’s good intentions… are real.’

As the nun taught.

He loved humans.

I didn’t want other people to die.

-Thank you, thank you…!

-Mr. Wonjun. thank you so much…!

The father stabbed his wife with a kitchen knife.

Did she only receive the talent for killing from him?

Wonjun was one of the best fighters among the awakened people.

At first, he killed the monster with a kitchen knife.

After accumulating points, I purchased an iron sword and shield.

They say it’s a bit of a dangerous battle.

If someone was in danger, they intervened regardless.

Frequent battles and frequent experience gain.

The level rose quickly.

Although it was a little late, I was able to realize the awakening method.

-We will join you too.

Those who were influenced by him began to follow him.

The group gradually grew in size.

By the time the number of awakened people fighting together exceeded ten.

-Kekereuk… I hate you humans.

he is.

I encountered a monster that could speak.

-Do you… know how to speak?

-Well… humans are self-centered. All of our people can speak. I just can’t speak human language.

A monster that resembles a praying mantis.

Wonjun could not control his excitement at the slurred Korean that came out of his mouth.

Kwasik!

-Krurg!

-Don’t say you won’t kill me. I’m going to kill them anyway. Instead, you can kill him painlessly.

Roughly thrusting the knife into the mantis’ leg.

Wonjun said.

-Ke…Kerek…what is it? What do you want?

-You guys… why did you invade Earth? What do you hope for?

A god who is omniscient and omnipotent and loves humans unrequitedly.

I know for sure that there is no such thing.

But then.

What on earth is this being that created this world like this?

-Kekekeke… What is the invasion?

that day.

Wonjun heard the history of the other world from the mantis-shaped monster.

A world invaded.

A destroyed world.

And…

-Our god Kekerukkekerek helped us escape.

how they do

Maybe they escaped from a destroyed world and arrived on Earth.

-Suddenly.

The mantis monster that gave all the answers.

As promised, Wonjun gave him a painless death.

and.

He looked down at the blood-stained sword and muttered absently.

-…God helped me escape.

A question I have had for a long time.

It was a moment when part of it was resolved.

Wonjun did not feel refreshed.

Rather, I felt stuffy.

The Earth was destroyed.

They say there are people alive right now.

Wonjun, a seasoned awakener, knew.

‘The monsters that appear in the world are gradually becoming stronger.’

Now that civilization has been completely destroyed.

It was clear that the living people would not last long.

In a war between monsters and humans…

humans can never win.

Defeat is almost certain.

then.

‘After losing?’

When the world of mantis monsters was destroyed.

They were able to escape with God’s help.

then.

* * *

“we are?”

“….”

He was subdued by me.

A man continues speaking with a bitter smile.

“Without God…what should humans do?”

To those words…

I didn’t know what to say, so I just kept my mouth open.

“When I was thinking about that.”

I guess someone didn’t.

“The devil spoke to me.”