In Korean culture, language is not only a tool for daily communication, but also the core of art forms such as music and drama.

As more and more singers and actors lose their voices, South Korea’s once glorious cultural industry has suffered a devastating blow.

The idol group that was once popular all over the world, no longer has their singing on the stage, only their silent dancing figures.

Drama performances have also become silent body movements.
Variety shows in South Korea have been suspended one after another because no one can host them.

At the same time, the family was also caught up in a huge ethical controversy.

Some wealthy Koreans who were not infected tried to immigrate to other countries, but most of them were turned away due to strict racial screening.

As the Korean country fell into chaos, Jiang Huai hid in the dark, watching everything coldly.

Can the Korean country continue to function after its language is taken away?

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Time is as ruthless as flowing water. Five years later.

The streets of South Korea became unusually quiet.

People communicated using sign language or simply eye contact.

The once glorious Seoul now resembles a huge ruin.

On the streets of South Korea, there is only the sound of muffled wind passing through the abandoned high-rise buildings. The neon lights that once lit up the night sky have long been turned off, replaced by dead silence.

From Seoul to Busan, every corner of South Korea is shrouded in silent despair.

The “dumb” people who survived tried to maintain the remaining order with gestures and words, but they were unable to save everything that was gradually collapsing.

The disappearance of a language is not just the end of sound, but the collapse of the foundation of an entire civilization.

The school became empty.

Teachers have long been unable to teach through verbal instruction and can only write lines of text on the blackboard, trying to make children understand what the language of the past was.

However, all this seemed to be a futile attempt.

Because the children who inherited the virus were born without vocal cords, even if they opened their eyes and tried hard to understand the words, they could not truly perceive the meaning of the language.

“Teacher, why can’t we talk?”

A little girl gestured with confusion and sadness in her eyes.

The teacher was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and wrote on the blackboard with a trembling pen:
“Because it’s the curse of our bloodline.”

This sentence deeply hurt every Korean student in the classroom.

Without language, doing business becomes extremely difficult.

Transactions need to be completed through complex gestures and text explanations, and this inefficient communication method has almost brought the market to a standstill.

Those important industries that originally supported South Korea’s economy, such as high-tech manufacturing and cultural and entertainment industries, had already collapsed completely in the early stages of the virus spread.

The international market no longer accepts any products from South Korea.

Although the virus cannot be transmitted to people who are not of Korean descent, people from other countries still have a strong distrust of Korean products.

“Who knows if their products will bring any curse?”

“The issue of Korean bloodline is too scary. It’s better to stay away from it.”

The economic collapse brought more serious consequences.

Food is in short supply, the medical system is paralyzed, and the social security system has completely collapsed.

The Korean people began to struggle in desperation, scrambling for the remaining resources, and even large-scale chaos broke out.

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Ten years later, the islanders were unable to have children.

As generations age naturally, kindergartens and schools on the island nation are gradually closing down.

Pediatricians and teachers are disappearing professions.

Many families choose to adopt orphans from foreign countries, but this action will do little to change the overall population structure.

In just a few years, the island nation’s population decreased at an alarming rate, and the cities gradually became desolate from being prosperous.

On the cultural level, the island nation’s traditional arts, handicrafts and other cultural essences that rely on intergenerational inheritance have been hit unprecedentedly.

Ancient kabuki theaters, pottery workshops, and kendo halls began to fall into disuse.

Some artists have tried to preserve traditions using digital technology, but these efforts seem to be in vain because there is no new generation to inherit these cultures.

Although the buildings in historic cities such as Tokyo and Kyoto are still magnificent, the streets are sparsely populated and the bustling scenes of the past have become a distant memory.

The island nation is heading towards an end without a successor.

In Tokyo, the capital of the island nation, the once bustling streets are now filled with a silent silence.

Those bustling and vibrant business districts no longer have the hustle and bustle they once had.

The big-screen advertisements on the streets are still shining brightly, but there are no more smiles on people’s faces. Instead, there is a sense of indifference and emptiness.

The shop windows are still filled with a wide variety of merchandise, but the number of customers is becoming increasingly rare.

At the entrance of the shopping mall, the lines that once lined up to buy the latest mobile phones and clothes are no longer there, replaced by empty aisles.

Only the elderly and a few tourists of non-island descent occasionally enter the store, but they quickly leave in a hurry.

Young faces have almost disappeared, replaced by bewildered middle-aged people and children, or families who have given up on having children and have no future.

People still go to work on time and go home on time, but their eyes are no longer full of hope.

The rhythm of society still exists, but its core has been completely disintegrated.

There is no laughter of children, no sound of strollers in the shopping mall, and the swings in the park are empty.

The islanders have lost the motivation to reproduce and the goals to work towards for the future.

Even those who are keen on entertainment and cultural activities began to get lost in silence, as if every moment of life was a meaningless repetition.

In the thousands of households on the island, the once warm families have gradually become indifferent and cold.

Without the laughter of children, there are no more young lives in the home to care for and educate.

The former couples, faced with each other’s emptiness and helplessness, gradually fell into deep loneliness.

Many families began to break up, some people chose to divorce, some chose to endure silently, and life became gloomy and hopeless.

They began to realize that their bloodline would no longer continue.

In some families, the quarrels between husband and wife are increasing, and the care they once had is becoming increasingly indifferent.

Without children, their lives seemed to have lost direction.

The desire to have children can now only be buried deep in my heart and turned into a deep sigh.

Some families choose to adopt, but that kind of adoption cannot bring the true joy of having a child.

Even in front of their adopted children, parents often feel an inexplicable sense of alienation.

This feeling became stronger and stronger, as if all family concepts began to disintegrate invisibly.

Those elderly parents also began to fall ill frequently, their bodies gradually aged, and the loneliness and regret in their hearts became deeper and deeper with the years. (End of this chapter)