Level-Up Apocalypse: Surviving With The Assimilation System

The golden-haired figure kicked off the soil with a burst of speed, bringing Moyung to bring his staff to his left.

With skillful precision, he used his polearm to block the heavy strike from the gilded gauntlet.

"Woah there," Moyung remarked with a frivolous attitude. "You\'ll take somebody\'s head off like that."

"You talk way too much!" Seung shouted, bringing his other fist back with a coalescence of light around it.

["Piercer of Divinity"]

The straight punch from the gauntlet-wearing man was brought with a radiant drill manifesting around his glove, rapidly spinning as it bored a hole right through a tree.

Moyung managed to duck beneath it, slipping out of the torque of the brutal ability with a laugh, "That\'s a bit of overkill, isn\'t it?"

Just as the drill of light was dismissed,the martial artist closed the distance with a single step, using his polearm as he quickly thrust it against the brawler\'s abdomen in succession. A burst of a half dozen hits left the wind knocked out of the clearly irrational figure, pushing Seung to spit the air from his lungs.

"I\'ll give you a moment to cool your head. I\'m being nice here, so–" Moyung said, looking down at the keeled over figure.

Between his words of mercy, the martial artist was caught off-guard as the golden-haired man suddenly lunged up with a raging uppercut. The impact struck him directly in the chin, bringing his feet to be brought off the soil by the tremendous strength behind it.

"Nrrhg?!—" Moyung winced before flipping around to land on his feet.

Even though he caught himself, he immediately fell to a knee as his sense of balance was challenged. A bruise on his chin was enough to tell him that he had his brain rocked inside his skull, bringing the jungle to spin around him.

\'Shit…I let my guard down. I might have to summon it to deal with this wild guy,\' Moyung considered.

Though he thought of his next move, he was surprised to hear the once shouting man to now be laughing.

It was a far cry from the prickly attitude before as the brawler expelled joy in his laughter, not approaching with violence now.

"Hah! I feel better now—just needed to let off some steam. Thanks for that!" Seung showed his backwards gratitude with a spill of laughter again.

Moyung picked himself up while rubbing his chin, "Needed to let off some steam? If I wasn\'t as tough as I am, my head would be gone. You could\'ve killed any other person, y\'know."

"I knew you could take it! Hah!" Seung said, rolling his shoulders with a smile.

"Is that so? Asshole," Moyung remarked.

Somehow or another, the two men that had greeted one another with violence found themselves sitting at a campfire just minutes later. It was easy enough for the pair of men to catch some wild forest critters to cook atop a flame.

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There weren\'t many words exchanged as they sat across from another, sharing a cooked, bear-like beast. If there was one thing they held in common, it was eating as though it\'d been a week since their last meal, chowing down without any grace.

"Damn, this stuff in this world tastes great…Better than our world!" Seung claimed with an exhale, tossing the left over bone to the side.

Moyung sighed with satisfaction, patting his own stomach, "No way, man! It\'s good, but nothing compares to some peking. I\'d kill for some right about now."

"That\'s that duck stuff, right?" Seung asked, still chewing as he sat with his arms on his knees.

"Yeah—wait, have you never had it?!" Moyung answered, though in shock.

"Never interested me," Seung responded with a shrug.

"That\'s a damn shame," Moyung sighed, shaking his head. "All of the best restaurants are long gone now."

A sad breath left the martial artist\'s mouth was he reminisced of the lost places of cuisine, though Seung looked as though he hardly cared.

"The world\'s better as it is now," Seung claimed, sitting up as he stretched his legs to warm back up.

"Excuse me? Did I hear that right?" Moyung questioned, standing himself as well.

Seung shrugged with a confident look, as though it was an obvious thought to have, "There\'s no damn rules anymore. We don\'t have to slave away at jobs, losing ourselves in boredom…Isn\'t it a whole lot more exciting now?"

"I just can\'t agree there, man. Didn\'t you have family? Friends? There\'s so much that\'s lost now—things that won\'t come back," Moyung contested genuinely.

It hardly seemed to resonate with the brawler as he brushed the words off, "I didn\'t lose a damn thing. All I did was gain from the apocalypse."

"That\'s an insane thing to say. Then again, you\'re an odd fellow, so I can\'t say you\'re lying," Moyung sighed.

Seung sat grabbed a piece of the cooked beast, chomping on it as he brushed aside the topic with a grumble.

After the meal was finished, Moyung continued on his way, though following right behind the peculiar man as he walked with his arms behind his head with a whistle.

Seung looked a moment from losing his temper as he stomped through the jungle before shouting, "Hey! Quit with the whistling! Also, why\'re you following me?!"

"Oh? I\'m not—I just happen to be going this way, too," Moyung explained with a smirk.

"Thats—urgh, whatever!" Seung huffed, taking a sharp turn to the right.

Of course, Moyung also changed to the same direction while continuing his singsong whistling.

"You\'re totally following men!" Seung stopped, pointing at the man behind him with the accusation.

Moyung shrugged as though it was completely baseless, "I don\'t know what you\'re talking about."

"Yeah? Then where are you going, huh?!" Seung asked, jabbing his finger towards the martial artist.

Moyung seemed to enjoy the conversation as he laughed, "Well, wherever the world takes me! There\'s a whole lot out here, a whole lot unknown—isn\'t it better this way?"

For a moment, Seung seemed to debate with himself before exhaling and turning back around to continue marching, "…Whatever. Do what you want. Just quit the whistling, would you?"

"I guess I can oblige," Moyung agreed.