Hiding A Logistics Center In The Apocalypse Chapter 27

Hiding a Logistics Center in the Apocalypse – Part 27

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Toodoodoodo···

The helicopter resurfaced.

I was sitting in the helicopter transport compartment with Lancelot.

The 220th Brigade was wiped out.

All that remains are those who were captured to be used as sacrifices.

Since I had to head straight to my brother's new home, I asked the government forces to take care of things over the radio.

The brigade commander's confidential documents were also left behind.

It was completely unintelligible because it was encrypted with all sorts of communication terms.

The Joint Chiefs of Staff has agreed to share with me the information they have decoded in the future.

But I took care of this one thing properly.

[Application for Dimensional Existence Registration (8th Tier)]

“Registration of existence···”

A4 paper of familiar size.

The contents of the document were simple.

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▣ Dimensional Existence Registration Application (8th level)

We welcome your registration.

Please make sure to check the items below before applying.

Documents required for issuing existence registration: Dimension account in your name

Existence registration issuance fee: 1,000 magic stones

Myself: (Handwritten signature)

▣ Multidimensional Chamber of Commerce

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“What kind of office is this···”

Register existence.

It was an expression reminiscent of resident registration.

It was also ironic that a dimensional account was required as a prerequisite.

Resident registration and account in your name.

That was an essential requirement for living as a proper individual in modern society.

At that, Lancelot tilted his head.

“That’s strange. It’s not something that should be going around anymore···”

He seemed to know something.

Come to think of it, Lancelot was also very knowledgeable about hierarchy and power.

I asked.

“How do you know that?”

“Pioneering doesn’t only happen on Earth. There are places where development is just beginning like this…”

Lancelot added bitterly.

“···There are even levels where they cannot overcome that challenge and go bankrupt.”

The whole story was like this.

He too was an ordinary resident of some dimension.

Then one day, the 'pioneer' led by the Chamber of Commerce began… and the dimension he belonged to had everything taken away.

The unique item, the ghost of 'Camelot', was just an extension of that.

So there was nothing new to think about.

He was used to it.

To destruction itself.

He said.

“My lord, please register your presence. It will certainly be of help.”

You obtain a dimensional account by defeating the King of Knights.

Having killed the 220th Brigade Commander and obtained the application form, he had the perfect conditions to become a 'dimensional being'.

but···

To be honest, I was unlucky.

They are the ones who led the invasion in the first place.

What on earth are these multidimensional commerce and industry conferences and science fiction conferences that require resident registration from all over the universe?

Ranking them and treating the lower beings like insects.

“Is it right to bow down and go in like this? Even offering a thousand magic stones?”

“It’s worth it. If you become a dimensional being…”

He added.

“Because you can gain repulsion.”

"···uh?"

bouncing.

A mystical power that blocks attacks from outside.

That repulsive force was also felt by me.

“Is that possible?”

“Of course. That’s why this is the <Registration Application Form>.”

My mouth is watering.

Subspace portals are invincible, but that's not always the case.

If I were out of the portal, a single bullet could have taken my life.

It's a power I definitely want to have.

But there was one thing that needed to be pointed out.

“What if I end up like a goblin?”

The image of the 220th Brigade Commander came to mind.

His appearance, completely transformed into a goblin.

Even before that, he was a guy with goblin skin mixed in.

To my concern, Lancelot shook his head.

“They used a <registration application> from another dimension, not Earth’s. It must have been the goblin dimension. They probably used a lower dimension where the registration fee is ridiculously cheap.”

Only then did I understand.

Why did they slowly turn into goblins?

Instead of gaining power from another dimension, they actually lost themselves.

Lancelot nailed it.

“Please check the language of the documents. If it is the language of Earth that your lord used, then you do not need to worry.”

I looked through the documents as he said.

No matter how you looked at it, the writing on the document was Hangul, the Korean alphabet created by King Sejong.

It means that the <registration application> I have is of the Earth dimension.

After a moment of thought, I made a decision.

“Okay. Let’s do it.”

“Your application will be completed immediately if you sign at the bottom of the document.”

A ballpoint pen was shipped through Pax.

and···

[Jeonggyeom]

I engraved my name in cursive letters on the signature line, using only the most polite and beautiful words.

The change was immediate.

[The amount of magic stones you have is 3,422···]

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[···There are 2,422.]

A thousand magic stones from the account were taken out as a fee.

The application documents he was holding had also melted away into snowflake-like grains.

Ssaaaa···

A soft light appeared on the body for a moment.

It happened in an instant, so I was just dumbfounded.

“···Is it over?”

“Yes.”

Just because you've filed a new address report doesn't mean you've changed as a person.

I, too, had become an 8th-level dimensional being without even realizing it.

“I’m curious, but···”

It was not like I could test my repulsive power by shooting a gun at my body or anything like that.

I gathered my thoughts and thought that it must have been the 8th rank as Lancelot had explained.

At this point, a new goal arose.

“I think it would be a good idea to register all of my family members later.”

It is to gain repulsive power.

At least you'll have a body that can't be killed by guns or normal monsters.

It was a distant memory now.

Not only did I need to obtain the application documents, but the required magic stones were also considerable.

Toodoodoodoo!

As I gathered my thoughts, I heard the sound of the propeller spinning powerfully.

Although it was a collapsed and broken city, I slowly began to notice that a familiar landscape was approaching.

Dobongsan Mountain covered with dense trees.

Beneath it lay a beautifully aged high-rise apartment building.

A house with the charm of a strong wind blowing in from the mountain.

It was my brother's newlywed home, which he had moved into only a few months ago.

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Of course, there were monsters around there too.

They had a build similar to goblins and faces that were a mix of dog and pig, and Lancelot called them 'kobolds'.

Although it was a bit annoying to move around in groups, they were small mobs whose fighting power was inferior to that of orcs.

My older sister and Kim Sol came out and held a party, and with the help of Lancelot and Bedivere, we quickly cleared out the guys.

Wake up!

Kookwook!

As I was clearing away those guys, I soon arrived at the entrance of the building.

I left the non-functioning elevator behind and took each step up the gravel-patterned gray stairs.

like that···

Finally, I arrived at the front door.

I left my two older sisters behind, who were anxiously waiting, and slowly reached out to the doorbell.

Clank.

The sound of a screw loose somewhere.

The doorbell didn't work.

I had no choice but to knock on the door.

Boom bang!

“Brother! It’s me!”

But there was no answer beyond the firmly closed front door.

I immediately called Bedivere.

“Please open this door.”

Bedivere nodded, then grabbed the doorknob and began to exert his characteristic strength.

but···

Bam!

With a loud noise, the doorknob broke.

I couldn't help it.

Tt …

This time, I grabbed the hole and ripped off the entire door.

Kuung!

A porch that has been cleared to one side.

Inside, a desolate living room spread out.

Because it was a newlywed home that had just been remodeled, everything looked new and clean.

As if no one had ever lived in here.

A feeling of emptiness came over me.

I was more inclined to believe that maybe I had found the wrong address.

“···Is it too late?”

At that moment, as I was trying to organize my thoughts,

“What is here!”

My older sister, who was heading to the kitchen, discovered something.

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What the older sister found was a letter.

A vague letter with no clear recipient.

The older brother had left a message for his younger siblings who might come looking for him.

The three of us siblings gathered in a circle and slowly read the contents.

-Jooyeon, Sol-i, Jeong-gyeom. I don't know which of you will read this letter. The phone is not working, and I am leaving this letter in case you come here.

As expected, my brother expected us to come.

Maybe even to the point of being uncertain.

However, that possibility was not ignored.

So this letter could also be seen as containing his wish.

A wish that our meeting can take place like this.

The key was in the following sentence.

-We're going to go to our father's house. I'm not sure if he'll be safe, given the circumstances. His wife's family is nearby. There are other strange things going on too… But right now, there's no time to explain.

Finally, the brother added:

-Whether you become Joo-yeon, Sol-i, or Jeong-gyeom, I ask that you survive. I will be waiting for you at my house in Uijeongbu.

The three of us put the letter down with bewildered expressions.

I haven't met my brother. But still…

“···It’s not the worst.”

The date written on the letter is the day after the destruction began.

Even if they were monsters, this was before the 1st Corps revealed its true colors.

so···

I hope you have safely joined your parents at their home in Uijeongbu.

I decided not to ignore that possibility.

I decided to head straight to Uijeongbu where my parents live.

It's a distance that takes less than 20 minutes by helicopter.

Wheein-

The older sisters entered the subspace.

I told Yongsu Lee the news and asked him to prepare for departure.

Now all that remained was my role.

Returning to the helicopter that landed in the vacant lot.

I was about to take out Lancelot and Bedivere again, as there must be monsters lurking in the street.

Just then, as I was about to leave the empty living room.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo!

Wow!

A thick bullet flew into the living room, along with shards of shattered glass.

Taang! Ting! Bang! Teeing!

Bullets ricocheted randomly from the walls here and there, and the newly made furniture was torn like sheets of paper.

The house that was as clean as a new piece of clothing was completely torn apart.

yet,

Swoosh!

A missile flew in from a helicopter.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

The bullet was rather noble.

The intense explosion caused the lights to burst out in a flash.

A wall with bullet holes carved into it like decoration.

Spicy stains poured down like waves over it.

Hwaruk···

A ember slowly rose above the torn wallpaper.

Meanwhile, I···

“Are you okay···?”

It was a truly maddening attack.

A bullet fired from a minigun passed right through my torso.

But what I got was just a little bit of a backlash.

The bullets slid away as soon as they touched the ground, and even the explosions from missiles felt like grains of sand scattered before my eyes.

of course···

“It’s so annoying···”

I couldn't help but scratch my skin at the unfamiliar sensation.

Repulsive force obtained through <Dimensional Existence Registration>.

Indeed, its power was great.

It made the UH-60 Black Hawk, fully armed with weapons, feel like a park pigeon.

The guy turned his wings beyond the veranda, still staring at me.

It was clear that he was trying to blow me up along with this house.

My brother's newlywed home was completely blackened with soot.

I didn't feel good.

But things are not without sin.

It is the law that the person who handles the object is guilty.

I extended my hand to the black pigeon, which was very frightened, with a compassionate heart.

“Come here, Black Hawk.”

<Category Product Registration> has been activated.

A Black Hawk armed with a minigun and missiles.

First of all, it needed to be put in a cage.

The pilot···

Live or die.