La Cucaracha – The Cockroach (2)
As Yoo-sung arrived in front of the innermost laboratory as Eve told him, he opened the door using the ID card.
Unlike the outside, the area was devoid of any mess.
“There’s research data here?”
[Yes. The data is stored on the central computer, so please connect me to the computer. You can connect the terminal on the right hand to the computer.]
“Let me see…”
Click!
Yoo-sung took the terminal out of the suit.
“Now, let’s take a look at the computer of the future.”
Yoo-sung approached the central computer.
“This is a computer? Isn’t this an air-conditioner?”
The computer that Yoo-sung had in mind consisted of a rectangular body and a monitor. The computer that he knew wasn’t as long and as big as his height.
[It’s a computer, so stop wondering and connect it quickly.]
“Yessir.”
Yoo-sung pulled out a wire from the terminal and connected it to the computer.
[Copying data in progress… Current progress is 0.5%.]
While Eve was copying the data, Yoo-sung looked around the laboratory. There were many experiments in the laboratory, including various biological samples.
Yoo-sung wandered around the place like a curious child.
“What is this?”
There was a room where multiple monitors were attached.
It looked like a monitoring room where you can check the CCTV. Normally, the monitoring room is in the security room or the management room, but it was surprisingly in the innermost laboratory.
“Huh?”
There was something strange on the monitor. Dozens—no—hundreds of Crochets were crawling around the laboratory.
Hundreds of Crochets crawling around look like black waves. The Crochets were moving towards somewhere.
‘Where the hell are they going?’
Yusung stared at the monitor.
Then, he saw a familiar place. A group of Crochets was passing over the body of the researcher he had obtained the ID card from.
“Oh my god.”
He was doomed. If there’s any way to describe the situation he was in, that would probably be the most appropriate. It’s a very vulgar expression, but there was nothing else to describe the situation he was in.
“Eve! Eve! The Crochets are coming here right now!”
[Calm down, user Han Yoo-sung. Fussing won’t change anything.]
Ms. Cool-headed Artificial Intelligence was not shaken at all. Unless it was at the level of Pantyman shock, it seemed difficult to shake this Artificial Intelligence.
[Let’s first pull down the shutters. Lowering the shutters will block the inflow of Crochets.]
That was right.
If that huge number of Crochets on the screen hit at once, that was the end. His whole body will get torn to death like the dead researcher.
He had to lower the shutters to prevent the Crochets from getting inside the laboratory.
But on the downside, it also meant his escape route was gone as well. However, Yoo-sung believed that Eve has some kind of solution.
He believed Eve would solve it somehow.
Yoo-sung pressed a button that said ‘shutdown’ next to the monitor. It was very considerate. Among the countless buttons next to the monitor, only this button had letters written on it.
Beep! Beep! Beeep!
When he pressed the button, a loud alarm started to sound and he could hear the doors shutting down outside. When he checked the monitor, the metal shutter was slowly going down with the alarm.
“Okay, it’s done.”
The shutters went down completely. Some Crochets were trapped inside the shutters, while the Crochets outside the barrier were spinning in place, feeling helpless.
“I’ve now stopped the Crochets from swarming here….. Huh?”
The Crochets were climbing up the wall. They were headed towards the vent on the ceiling.
“Oh my god.”
Why did they make the vents so big? What is the architect thinking?
Yoo-sung blamed the architect who designed the laboratory. Why on earth would someone make the vents so big that they could fit a bug the size of a medium-sized dog? Do architects not watch any movies?
In movies and games, the vents were places where the main characters, villains, and monsters snoop around like it’s their own front yard.
Even in that one space movie, the giant planet fortress, which had enough power to blow up a planet, exploded due to a single vent. When the bomb was dropped by a pilot into the vent, the core was destroyed and the whole thing blew up.
‘How did it explode like that? How?’ Everyone would have a thought like this.
Even though it’s a movie, no one anticipated the bomb to go down the vents and blow up the core.
Just watch a few masterpiece movies, and you’ll see that making the ventilation shaft bigger will cause big trouble.
It seems like the architect who designed the laboratory wasn’t cultured. If he did, he wouldn’t have made the vent the size of a monster cockroach like that.
“Eve, the Crochets are coming through the vents.”
[Oh, that’s true. At this speed, they will be here in two or three minutes.]
“What should I do?”
[Current progress is 27%. You must block the Crochets until I finish copying the data.]
“You want me to block that many numbers alone? Is it even possible?”
[Yes, it is possible. At least in numbers, but…..]
“But, what?”
[The problem is that the probability is very low. But don’t worry. Even if the rare item has a 1% chance of dropping in the game, the item will eventually drop. So, user Han Yoo-sung, would you look forward to that 1% chance?]
“This isn’t a game!”
[Cheer up.]
Yusung grabbed the Jackal.
As Eve said, even if there was a 1% chance of success, Yoo-sung had to risk it. On the bright side, the success rate wasn’t zero percent. If there’s any chance of success, he will have to try to succeed. Even though there will be only one chance.
Ka-chak!
“If I pull the trigger, it will shoot, right?”
[Of course, it will.]
“I’ve never shot using a gun.”
[You’re supposed to learn it by shooting with it.]
“I’ve only reloaded a gun in a game.”
[After using all the bullets in the cartridge, press the button on the side of the Jackal. If you change the cartridge, Jackal will do the rest. For your information, Jackal has 60 rounds in one cartridge.]
60 shots. Jackal had plenty of ammunition. Yusung held the Jackal and waited for the Crochets to appear.
Screeeech!
Clang!
There was a loud noise from the ceiling of the laboratory. It was, for sure, the Crochets.
“Here they come.”
Clang!
The sound from the vent was getting closer.
Claang!!
The metal cage fell from the ceiling. The bars were cut irregularly as if they had been chewed on by something.
“Here they are.”
“Kiieeeeeeee!”
The Crochets poured down from the vent.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Yoo-sung pulled Jackal’s trigger.
Pasak! Pasak!
The Crochets’ bodies burst and broke into pieces. The Jackal’s high-explosive bullets tore the bodies into dozens of pieces. Only the Crochets’ body fluids and legs remained where the bullets exploded.
“Wow.”
He wasn’t sure how powerful Jackal was, but it was certain that the Crochets could be blown to death in a single shot.
“Okay, let’s give it a try.”
While Yoo-sung was firing at the Crochets, messages began to flood the chat.
[Yongsalja: Oh? You were chased by a mantis before, now it’s the cockroach? Hey, kill all those cockroaches. If you kill them all, I’ll send you a nice gift.]
[War Fanatic: Yes. Kill them all. Give the mission.]
[Dark Lucifer: Sounds fun. He will die if he doesn’t kill the cockroaches anyway.]
[Goddess of Mischief: Let’s get the donation mission~!]
Ting!
A new window appeared in front of Yoo-sung.
[Some Gods and Spirits have offered you a ‘Donation Mission’!]
[Mission Success Condition: Kill all Crochets.]
“Donation mission…?”
Donation mission is a mission that Gods and Spirits who watch through the Hunter Channel give to the Hunters. The missions and items given as rewards will depend entirely on the Gods and the Spirits, but the Hunter has nothing to lose.
If the mission is too hard, the Hunter can reject the donation mission. If it is an easy mission, the Hunter would clear the mission and get items or points.
Yoo-sung accepted the donation mission. As said in the chat, he had to kill all the Crochets that were rushing into the laboratory to live anyway.
“If I succeed, give me a huge reward!”
[Dark Lucifer: Let’s talk after you succeed.]
[Goddess of Mischief: You’re confident that you would succeed?]
[Yongsalja: Look at the gods. They have no sympathy.]
[Goddess of Mischief: Shut up, you spirit.]
[Yongsalja: F…]
As the fight broke out in the chat, Yoo-sung turned his attention away. It was too obnoxious. He didn’t want to see the chat anymore. After taking his eyes off the chat, he focused on killing the Crochets.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Pasak! Pasak! Pasasak!
Whenever a bullet comes out from the Jackal’s barrel, the Crochets’ bodies burst out. The more Jackal’s shots rang, the more pieces of Crochets exploded on the floor of the laboratory.
“Die, you bugs!”
Jackal’s gun was constantly blazing. The Crochets were killed as soon as they showed up at the vents.
The God and the Spirits cheered on Yoo-sung’s appearance of killing the Crochets.
[Goddess of Mischief: Oh yeah!]
[War Fanatic: So satisfying.]
[Yongsalja: What kind of weapon is that?]
[Handsome Blacksmith: That’s a gun.]
[Gun Maniac: Gun.]
[Joongwon Craftsman: That’s…. called…. a gun.]
[Samhwa Ganjang: It’s spelled GUN in English.]
The God and the Spirits who were fighting up until now were changing the subject and started to talk about guns.
The constant stream of chat would have caught Yoo-sung’s eye, but with all the Crochets constantly coming, he didn’t have the time to see the chat.