Chapter 58

Episode 58 [My own war (3)]

“I can provide my abilities to EV. Instead, please help me get out of here with my family.”

The girl sitting in front of Kyung-hoon spoke clearly.

Her eyes wavered as if she was nervous and her hand holding the iron bar tightened, but her words never broke. Kyung-hoon said. After hearing her words, I looked around.

The place where the two people were talking was the living room of the house.

In the past, it would have been a place where families would read books and have pleasant conversations with the fireplace in the background.

But there was no furniture in sight, and now The floors and walls were ugly, with all the cement exposed.

It looked like they had all been torn out to be used as kindling. If this was a house that was holding up well, what about other houses... Of course, it was

more difficult to understand, but Kyung-hoon went that way. I didn’t think about it at all. I couldn’t help, but I was just trying for no reason.

The other family members were leaning against the wall and looking at the two people. An

older couple who introduced themselves as their parents and a man who introduced themselves as their brother. And Anne, or Elkani.

“Je. The name is Elkani. I’ll ask again. “Can you help my whole family get out of this country?”

-There was no topic like this when chatting with EV. I don’t know if he changed his mind or if he just didn’t do it. As Eve said, the only thing she said in the chat was asking for help. I didn’t even mention my family.

If it was wise, it was wise, and if it was clever, it was a clever method, but I couldn’t help but feel deceived.

But Kyung-hoon’s expression didn’t change. And we didn’t even bring it up during the chat.

He said, looking around at his family.

“It will take some time to prepare for the entire family to escape. I would like you to wait a bit. First, I brought some items that may be helpful, so please take these first.”

Kyung-hoon took out items from his backpack.

A bundle of lighters, antibiotics, alcohol and other medical supplies. A bag of flour, a carton of cigarettes, a rifle and a bundle of magazines, and alcohol. People’s eyes widened as the

items that seemed too many to fit in the backpack poured out. It happened.

“Oh my God. “What is this?”

The woman rushed over and looked at the items. The expressions of the old man and the man also changed.

“You really know the situation here.”

Anne, or Elkani, looked at the items Kyung-hoon brought with a curious expression.

“EV told me. “I just came here to request EV’s support.”

-It was the owner who chose those items. And why didn’t you take out even a third? Are you afraid someone might notice your backpack?

Kyung-hoon took out his cell phone while listening to Eve’s question.

“It’s a formality, but you need to verify your identity. Please enter the site with your ID.”

The logo of the EV homepage was floating on the heavy-looking mobile phone screen.

Without hesitation, she pressed the screen after hearing Kyung-hoon’s words.

The screen immediately changed and her ID appeared on one side.

It was no different.

“Thank you.”

He thanked me and put the cell phone in his arms.

“I can’t leave now anyway, so I’ll check the situation and come back. Even if I do move, I have to do it after the sun sets.”

The girl nodded at Kyung-hoon’s words.

After saying hello to everyone, she went out of the living room.

The doors on the side of the hallway had already turned into firewood, so the rooms looked empty.

Only the door to the stairs leading to the basement was closed.

Kyung-hoon left the house after taking a quick glance at the basement stairs.

Thud. Clang.

When he left, the door was closed and locked. The sound of footsteps became distant.

The old man who saw the outsider off sighed. Although he was holding a gun, he also didn’t want to start a fight. It was a difficult-looking man. After checking the basement door, he returned to the living room.

In the living room, there was a family unpacking the things Kyung-hoon had left behind.

“Wow, I brought only what I really needed. Smoking and drinking...”

As an awakened person, there was no way I wouldn’t have noticed the blood stains on the stick.

“Finally, she looked young, but she wasn’t as young as she looked.”

Kyung-hoon knew very well how different people looked on the battlefield.

Although age often appeared distorted due to lack of food and stress, Kyung-hoon was able to tell the other person’s age to some extent through his past experience. “Well, I could have

thought wrong, but I was wrong. “I don’t think so.”

Kyunghoon looked a little distraught.

-What are you going to do now?

“I came here to find an awakened person who can create items. I plan to stick to that.”

-Do you think there are awakened people in that basement?

“It’s most likely. “They spoke as if they were at home too.”

The problem was how to rescue them.

“Pushing away my family and rescuing them is a bit ambiguous...”

It wasn’t easy to make a rash move without knowing the relationship between the awakened person in the basement and his family. If I made a mistake for no reason, it could only lead to misunderstandings. “

But, as the woman said, somewhere else . “Is it moving?”

-Not yet... Oh, one came up from the Russian communication network. An American aircraft carrier is approaching Syria.

-There will probably be a major offensive tomorrow. Some government soldiers posted posts with the nuance that a battle would break out

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Kyung-hoon thought for a moment and then stood up.

“I came out to check on the situation at home, but I need to check the situation outside.”

He put on his backpack and took out a gun and a sword.

“If I knew if the Americans were coming and when the Russians in the government army would move... I would find some way.”

Things got complicated. Kyung-hoon was even thinking of just withdrawing if he made a mistake.

Kyung-hoon flew to the east of the city. If the US military was coming, it was that way.

A basement with candles flickering.

There was a soft roar of gunfire outside. It was the first night bombardment in a long time.

The sun went down and it was night, but the windowless basement was no different from daytime.

A boy was sitting at an old desk, carving.

On the desk were iron bars with lines and dagger saws. What the boy was making was a statue of a family.

An old couple and their young son and daughter.

It was a sculpture that bore a strong resemblance to the family in this house.

After a while, the boy placed the statue on the desk.

In front of his family’s statue, there was a statue of himself that he had made in advance.

When they were all gathered in one place, it looked like they were all one family.

But the boy’s eyes when he looked at the statue were dark.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the living room.

I could hear the family talking quietly.

He too was an awakened person. Although his family didn’t know, he could hear everything being said in the living room.

After looking at the living room for a moment, he lifted up his statue. He tightened his hands.

Lines appeared between the grains of the wood. Beautiful lines made the statue shine, but the wooden statue could not withstand the light.

The fire broke out. The statue became a flame and disappeared. The boy looked indifferently at the burning statue in his hand.

All that remained on the desk were statues of the remaining family members.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

There was a knock on the door.

I thought the person who came during the day had come back, but I heard an unexpected voice.

“Is there anyone named Anne? She’s from America.”