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บท 21: Chapter 21: A Madman

Robert swung a hammer at a person for the first time. The feeling was completely different from knocking on a door. A door is hard and usually doesn't give way easily, but the human body is soft, despite its skeletal structure, creating a totally different impact.

 

When he struck William with the hammer, William couldn't even dodge. He was already on the brink of passing out, his life nearing its end. Robert's blow only hastened the inevitable.

 

Robert yelled loudly as he vented all the dissatisfaction, grievances, and pain he had accumulated since the apocalypse upon William. Despite his waning strength, he continued to swing the hammer, hitting William's abdomen, chest, shoulders, and head, mashing a living person into a flattened, bloody mess. It was like a scene from hell.

 

When he couldn't lift the hammer anymore, Robert started punching William's face with his fists, screaming with each blow, until he finally exhausted his strength. Looking at his 'masterpiece', William's body—or what was left of it—Robert sat down on the ground, crying. William's body was so twisted and deformed, mixed with brain matter and blood, that it was beyond recognition.

 

Eventually, Robert stood up, intending to find William's daughter Mia, but she was nowhere to be seen. He called her name but received no response. Laughing in a mix of insanity and pain, Robert returned to David's house with William's body.

 

"Even without you, William was bound to die, just a matter of time. And you think that's worth a whole roast goose? You're thinking too much." 

 

David's words echoed as Robert calmly replied, 

 

"I made his death more painful, and yes, I smashed his head as you said."

 

David realized at that moment that Robert truly was a ruthless man. He had brutally turned on his old comrade, not only failing to help William in his most painful moments but actually making them worse. David felt a complex mixture of emotions, including a disturbing thrill.

 

"Okay, since I promised to give you something, I will. Come back in an hour, and I'll give you what you want," David said after a moment's thought.

 

"Thank you," Robert murmured before walking away, seemingly lost in his thoughts.

 

Watching Robert's departing figure, David reflected on the state of the world. It had turned people into devils, erasing all their morals and conscience. Robert's pitiful state was evident; he reeked of the emptiness that follows a violent outburst, looking as if he could die at any moment.

 

What saddened David more was that Robert, who could so brutally kill William and exchange his twisted body for a reward, didn't dare lay a hand on Jones, who undoubtedly had plenty of food. People had become incredibly complex.

 

David resolved to limit his interactions with others, as he found them too frightening. The catastrophe had destroyed the world, but perhaps even more terrifying than the disaster itself was the venom within people's hearts.

 

David manifested a roast goose. This was not a rare item for him, as he had received five portions of roast goose in a previous check-in. 

 

He divided the goose into several pieces, sending them out through a teleportation ring without opening his door. The pieces landed on the ground, amidst William's blood and other fluids. David was indifferent; he knew that even if thrown in filth, Robert would eat it like a dog.

 

For these people, dignity was no longer a concern. David washed his hands and returned to his doorway, resuming his contemplation about the universe, the earth, his life, the existence of the universe, why the sun hadn't exploded, when the earth might recover, when humanity might perish, and how he would spend his future.

 

About an hour later, Robert returned. He saw the roast goose pieces mingled with the blood and pounced on them like a starved animal, shoving them into his mouth.

 

"Delicious! Delicious!" Robert cried tears of happiness, "It's still warm!"

 

In reality, it wasn't warm. Initially, when manifested, it was hot, but an hour in the external environment was enough to cool the goose. However, for Robert, this level of cold was warm. The easy-to-chew, swallowable food was incredibly delicious to him.

 

He gorged himself at David's door, even though there was a mangled corpse beside him. The scene was nauseating, but he relished every bite.

 

"William's daughter..." Robert suddenly said between bites, "Do you hate her?"

 

"What's there to hate about a little girl?" David replied indifferently, "I'm an adult."

 

"Oh," said Robert, "If you dislike her, I can take care of her for you. But if you feel nothing, then never mind."

 

Robert chuckled, putting another piece of roast goose into his mouth, and mumbled, "Anyway, I'm going to die soon. If you have anyone else you're unhappy with, let me know before I die, and I'll take care of them for you."

 

"Yes, I do," David said calmly, sitting at the front door.

 

"Oh? Who is it?" Robert asked excitedly, "One William really isn't enough for a whole roast goose, as you said. He was going to die anyway."

 

The irony wasn't lost on David. A roast goose had become more valuable than a human life. But David knew that in the future, this would likely become the norm, and it wouldn't even require a roast goose.

 

Hearing Robert's question, David said plainly, "You."


บท 22: Chapter 22: You Will All Fall into Hell

"You," David said plainly. These two simple words momentarily stunned Robert. Yes, Robert realized that he was probably among the people David disliked. After all, it had been Robert himself who had been knocking on the door earlier.

 

"You look too ugly right now," David spoke softly, "I don't like it."

 

At that moment, Robert's appearance was anything but human. His disheveled, greasy black hair was matted with blood and brain matter, giving off a foul stench. His face was crazed as he chewed on the meat, surrounded by a corpse banquet, red and white fluids flowing around him. In this setting, he looked more like a cultist than a human being.

 

Robert fell silent for a while before saying, "Don't worry, I'll soon be dead. This hammer, I'll let it disappear from this world along with me."

 

"It doesn't matter," David replied, feeling bored. Standing up, he added, "Hurry up and die after you finish eating," and then he left. 

 

Although initially, the sight of William's body had given him a sense of thrill, David soon found it dull. The world was sick, mad, and perhaps even he himself was becoming abnormal.

 

David lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, until a voice in his head announced, "Today's sign-in reward: House Space Expansion *1." 

 

David was perplexed. Another house space expansion? Did the sign-in system intend to turn his house into a kingdom? He didn't need so much space at the moment. He desired an item that would ensure his safety even if the building collapsed.

 

Deciding not to use the space expansion, David lay on his bed, planning to think about it after waking up. Thus, he drifted off to sleep. Before sleeping, he had turned the monitor to silent mode, so he wouldn't hear if anyone knocked on his door.

 

Robert, who had wanted to say something to David, found no response from inside and realized David had left. The roast goose in front of him suddenly didn't seem appetizing anymore. In fact, it became nauseating.

 

With a self-mocking laugh that turned into hysterical laughter, Robert returned to his home. He looked at the familiar setting, now missing two people. His wife had died shortly after the apocalypse began, frozen to death, and his child had starved to death the day before. The food at home was gone, and Robert knew no one would pity him enough to give him food.

 

Sitting on the sofa in his home, he zoned out for a long time. He opened the window to the cold wind and hail, feeling the pain as they hit him.

 

 "You will all die," Robert said softly, gazing into the dark abyss below. "I'll be waiting for you down there."

 

He threw the deadly hammer out of the window, followed by himself. After an unknown duration, a thud was heard from below, and his body was gradually buried under the falling hail. In this world of despair, no one would care about his death.

 

The next day, David woke up at around 8:30, feeling refreshed after about eight hours of sleep. His first action was to check the surveillance to ensure nothing significant had happened. After using the bathroom and washing his face, he went to the living room.

 

He decided to use the space expansion, and the next moment, his house gained an additional 100 square meters.

 

Originally about 150 square meters, his house now felt like a large flat. However, the decor and proportions were off, with the expansion adding mostly to the living room, making it excessively spacious. David thought it would at least make running more comfortable.

 

Planning to eat breakfast, David noticed more people arriving at his door. The visitors were shocked to see William's gruesome corpse. 

 

"Robert is missing, William is dead," Jones announced among the crowd, standing a safe distance from David's potential shooting range. He cursed Robert for leaving windows and doors open, accusing him of wanting to freeze everyone to death.

 

Someone else suggested, "Maybe it's someone else's doing... Yes, it must be that damned David. He must have killed Robert last night and did this to William!"

 

"So, David is our common enemy!" Jones quickly seized the opportunity to direct everyone's anger towards David, claiming that everything could be blamed on him.

 

"Wait until Charles arrives, he'll break down this door," Jones declared loudly. "Just so you know, Samuel told me last night that Charles has a 'big gun'."

 

Hearing about the 'big gun', the crowd grew excited, believing that no door could withstand a more powerful weapon than the hammer.

 

However, David thought differently. To him, the so-called 'big gun' was likely just some rudimentary explosives, possibly a grenade at best. He doubted Charles could get his hands on any serious military firepower. Besides, by the time Charles arrived, who knew how much time would have passed.

 

"What about this mess?" they pondered, looking at the pile that was William at David's door. "Let's clean it up. Although it disgusts David, what if Charles sees this revolting sight when he arrives?"

 

Even though the liquid at the door had frozen, it was still extremely disgusting. "What about William's daughter?" Jones pondered. "Poor kid, now without parents." 

 

"Mr. Jones... are you thinking of...?"

 

"Sigh, let's take her to my place," Jones said. "Even though I don't have any food left, children are our future. Even if I have to starve, the child must survive."


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