Chapter 2

The next day, Yohan went to the bank

and took out a loan for as much as he

could. He also amassed cash from

other financial companies and even

some more questionable sources. The

world was going to be destroyed in six

months anyway. He wasn't afraid of

loan sharks at all.

He pushed aside any concerns of

zombies never appearing. He was more

worried about not having enough time

and resources to adequately prepare

for the approaching zombie

apocalypse. That day would come. The

instincts that helped him survive

through three years of hell were

already screaming out that there was

danger approaching.

He had even found a real estate agent

to help him sublease his place. Since

housing was currently in high demand,

it would probably get rented out

quickly.

After his loans were approved, he

handed in his letter of resignation.

Since he had been working in the same

place for nine years, ever since he

graduated from high school, the

severance pay was quite good.

Yohan was lost in thought as he looked

at his bank account balance. It was an

excessive amount of money that one

would typically struggle to amass in a

lifetime. It was the kind of money that

you would have to sell your soul to

accumulate.

Immediately, Yohan began preparing

for 'that day! He wrote down in a

notebook all the things he needed to

prepare for the disaster.

Hideout

Food Supplies

Weapons

Survival Gear

Transportation

The first thing was the hideout. He

needed to create a place that., in the

future, would commonly be called a

'shelter:! The site needed to be big

enough to store a massive amount of

food supplies, and he wanted it to be

near convenience stores and

supermarkets. Most importantly, it

required auxiliary facilities. If the place

didn't already have water tanks and

solar panels installed, it needed to be

able to accommodate them.

Yohan went house hunting. There

weren't many places that met his

conditions, so it took him nearly a

month to find a place that he liked. He

signed a contract for an entire single-

family house in the Kkachiul Complex

in Bucheon City. The deposit was a

whopping 30 million won, and it had a

monthly rent of 1 million won, but no

one would be around to enforce the

contract in six months anyway.

The hideout had the solar panels on

the roof and an emergency water tank,

precisely what he wanted. There was a

large convenience store in the center

of the apartment complex, and there

was a strip of various stores, including

a supermarket and department store,

just a short distance away from the city

hall.

"By the way, I know there are already

solar panels on the roof, but would you

mind if I installed some extra panels?"

asked Yohan as he signed the contract.

The current solar panels were set up to

heat water. What Yohan wanted was a

standalone power system. He didn't

wish to solar thermal, but solar

photovoltaics. He wanted a self-

sufficient place that could generate

Yohan bought 12 household solar

modules and inverters in a set. It was a

worthwhile investment, even if the

installation process and buildingregulation approvals took over a month to complete.

Nearly 50 million won was spent just

preparing the shelter and its facilities.

Yohan bought food in bulk with the

rest of the money. Rice, instant

noodles, water, and all kinds of canned

foods. Additionally, he stocked up on

various vegetable seeds. He chooses

vegetables that were easy to grow and

quick to cultivate, such as potatoes,

tomatoes, lettuce, and yams. He

planned to develop his food after his

supplies ran out. It was going to be

hard to find food on the street in a

year.

Through the black market, Yohan

ordered several sets of large knives and

got information on where he could

acquire bows and crossbows. Of

Course, guns were the best weapons,

but he could only get hunting rifles

from the gun stores, which weren'tvery useful at the beginning of the

apocalypse. They were noisy and

awkward to reload, on top of other

things. Yohan knew that guns would

always be available, even after the

panic. The issue was finding a weapon

that would help him last until then.

From his experience, the best weapons

against a zombie were the 60cm

hunting knife, the kukri, and the

crossbow. These were easy to carTy

and wield and allowed him to attack

while maintaining some distance.

For survival gear, he needed maps, a

bulletproof vest, combat boots, leather

gloves, and more. Yohan carefully

packed them away, making sure not to

forget anything

Transportation was satisfied by a

motorbike and a supply of gasoline.

Finally, all of his primary preparations

were complete. Yohan used the

remaining money to prepare a secondshelter. This was in case his first

shelter was taken over by others or lost

to the zombies. In the previous

timeline, he had lost more than ten

safe houses, and they were heavily

fortified.

The second shelter needed to be a

remote place where drinking water and

food could be procured from the wild,

it had to be a place that people

wouldn't accidentally find, even after a

long time. It also needed to have a spot

where he could store items so that

they wouldn't be found, yet if the

shelter was discovered. Yohan checked

a list of islands in the Republic of

Korea.

Three months had passed since he

started preparing for the zombie

apocalypse. Yohan focused on physical

training throughout these months and

felt that he was in better shape thanbefore his return. He gazed at his

storage full of food with a satisfied

look. Just looking at all the different

canned foods that filled the space

made him feel that his hunger has been

filled. The amount here was enough to

last him 4-5 years if he lived alone.

Of course, he did not intend to be

alone that long, he couldn't. There was

an explicit limitation in going solo. He

didn't make all of these preparations to

live as a hermit and survive only for a

few years. No, Yohan had a clear goal.

He wanted a safe shelter and reliable,

capable comrades that he could trust.

In other words, an organization. Yohan

had realized something while surviving

all alone in the previous timeline. When

you were alone, you would either turn

into a savage that stole from others or

become too weak to defend yourself.

Yohan visited a shop near Yeouido. He

was here to pick up the crossbow thathe had ordered. He wasn't happy that

he had to go far away from his shelter,

but he had no choice. After all, it wasn't

easy to acquire contraband like this.

After he obtained the crossbow, his

preparations would be complete. There

was only one thing left to do. Before

the zombies appeared, he had to

practice shooting with the crossbow.

The crossbow was light. He already had

experience using it in the previous

timeline; three months of practice

would be enough to bring him back to

form.

After picking up his order, Yohan felt

hungry, so he went to a food stall that

he used to frequent back when he was

working. It was a place that he often

visited with his co-workers. It was akin

to a haven, a place where he was

relieved of the stress from his hard

work life.

They called it a food stall, but it was more of a dining bar. Its name,

'Romantic Stall, gave it a homey and

welcoming atmosphere. The entrance

was covered witha vinyl tent, and

there were plastic tables and curtains

inside, which made it feel like you were

inside a food stall.

He had the stall's udon for the first

time in a long time, and it was

exquisite. As he slurped and devoured

the plump, soup-soaked noodles, the

door chimes rang, and several office

workers came in fresh off work.

'Is it already time for people to get off

work?"

Several more customers came in,

loudly chatting with one another. It

was a large group.

"Oh? Yohan!" said a familiar voice.

Yohan turned around. They were his

co-workers, the security team from the

Gyeongseong Industrial Facility.

Evervone. from his immediateSuperors to hs COeagucs and

subordinates, was crowding in. They

were probably having a get-together

meal.

Yohan's heart grew heavy. Even though

he had reunited with the people of his

past life for the first time in years, he

had immediately spat out a short,

single-paged resignation letter, leaving

his colleagues disappointed.

Deputy Manager Sung Chul Moon

approached Yohan and smacked him

on the back. Deputy Moon seemed

happy to see him, but Yohan couldn't

reciprocate the sentiment. When the

company turned into a zombie swarm

in the previous timeline, Deputy Moon

sacrificed several colleagues and barely

survived. Yohan forgave his actions

when they were reunited at a survivor's

camp, but then he did something even

worse. He leaked the camp's

information to hostile forces to save his

hide once again, leading to theannihilation of the campsite and its

people.

Deputy Moon was one of those people

who should never be accepted or

trusted under any circumnstances.

Yohan wanted to kill him right now to

prevent him from causing any

problems in the future.

"You punk, do you know how hard we

had it after you quit without warning?"

"I apologize replied Yohan, with a

quiet bow. Even though preparing for

the zombie apocalypse had the highest

priority, he was still sincerely sorry.

"You were such a hard worker, what

got into you? Huh, have you been

working out?" asked Deputy Moon as

his hand gripped Yohan's shoulder and

then moved down to feel his forearm.

"Senior, please don't touch me. You'lI

die if you do."

"W-what?"

"Just kidding" said Yohan, with a smile

as he grabbed Deputy Moon's hand and

separated it from his body. "Ah, but I

wasn't joking when I told you not to

touch me."

Deputy Moon flinched at Yohan's grip

and retrieved his hand with a frown.

The atmosphere grew tense,

motivating Department Manager Joon

Hyuk Go, who used to be a team

manager, to step in.

"What the hell is with this mood?

Anyways, how fortunate we are to

bump into you. Let's have a drink

together. I was sad that I didn't get a

chance to send you off properly, but

this is great"

"I'm fine"

Department Manager Joon Hyuk Go

ignored Yohan's remark and dragged

some tables over so that the group

could sit with him. He was the

overbearing type, who didn't care ifother people stared or thought poorly

of him. Yohan didn't hate drinking, at

least not in his past life, before the

zombies appeared. Now, however, with

the apocalypse looming, he had no

plans or desire to waste time getting

drunk.

"IIl have a bite to eat before leaving. I

have other business to attend to."

"Jeez, what's up with you? You weren't

like this before, what got you so

worked up these past feww months?

What have you been doing these days,

and what are those?" asked Deputy

Moon, pointing at Yohan's luggage.

Yohan wanted to yell, "I became like

this because of you, you piece of

garbage", but he forcefully swallowed

down the words and smiled bitterly. No

matter what anyone thought, the

bastard's survival instinct was quiteincredible. Yohan would most likely run

across him again one day.

'IfI happen to meet you after the

outbreak, I'll kill you with my own two

hands, muttered Yohan to himself.

As he was thinking this, there was a

loud noise at the entrance. Yohan

turned to look. As soon as he saw the

condition of the man standing at the

food stall's entrance door, his whole

body tensed from head to toe.

It had white pupils, pale skin, and a

dragging walk.

'****'

It was a zombie. The survival instincts

that had been dormant within Yohan

for months quickly revived. These were

his senses for survival that had been

honed through numerous near-death

experiences. Yohan reached for the

hunting knife at his waist and held it

tightly without unsheathing it. Even during a time of peace, he was always

armed. After living through three years

of hell, it was his natural state of being.

The zombie slowly walked towards its

prey while groaning loudly. Everyone

around the zombie was looking at it as

if it was a crazy person. Except for one

person, Yohan, who stood up quickly.

"Ill be heading out first."

"Huh? Are you going already? You

haven't even finished eating..."

Yohan got up and marched out before

Department Manager Go could finish

speaking. He put down two 10,000 won

bills on the counter and deliberately

moved to the door in the opposite

direction of the zombie.

Another zombie was right in front of

him the moment he opened the door.

The unpleasant, grating groans

emanating from its throat was

unmistakable. Yohan drew the knifefrom his waist immediately and ******

it into the zombie's heart without

hesitation. He then kicked the zombie,

which rolled to the ground. It writhed

as it tumbled to the floor.

Screams filled the air, partly because

people just saw him stabbing a zombie,

and partly because the first zombie

was now biting a customer's cheek.

Yohan ignored them and left the

screams and the stall behind. Yeouido

was in an uproar. Although he didn't

know when it started, it already looked

like many people here were infected.

There was blood splattered

everywhere, and screams could be

heard.

Why now?'

He didn't expect the outbreak to occur

ahead of its anticipated time. Yohan

realized that it was a mistake to expect

any scenario prematurely and conclude

that zombies would appear in sixmonths. Even if it was necessary to

pick up the crossbow, it was careless of

him to go somewhere far from the

shelter that he had prepared.

However, Yohan was calm. Most of the

preparations were already complete,

and the supplies needed for survival-

such as emergency rations, maps, and

knives-were always carried on his

person.

It was still too early for the military to

be involved or for traffic to be

completely jammed. AIl he had to do

was to follow the plan. Travel back to

his shelter calmly, and get through the

chaotic starting phase of the zombie

apocalypse.

Either way. things are moving quickly

now.

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