My Children Swarm the Cosmos – Chapter 14

𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐅𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐥 (4)

October 11, 2062, 9:00 AM The coming-of-age ceremony for the chimeraz project begins in Nemea.

I get in my car in the morning and drive to work, sit down at my desk in the bioengineering team, and focus all my senses outside as the office clock strikes 9:00 AM.

Common sense dictates that there will be no raids in a place and time where humans gather. If they do, it will be a public display of the fact that they are not human. There is also the crime.

Darwin Foundation workers will find and dispose of anyone who breaks the rules, ignoring them.

“Yesterday, the production team noticed the parts designed by Mr. Kreion. If you can make a perfect design drawing like yesterday, it will be easier for our team and the production team.”

I heard that the bioengineering team and the production team were not on good terms.

The bioengineering team made something and sent it to the production team, but the production team said it was no good, and the bioengineering team said that if it wasn’t made that way, it wouldn’t sell, creating a conflict of interest.

I don’t care if I get a good or bad review here, but for now, the subjects of the coming-of-age ceremony will all be doing their best to get good results in the work they are assigned to do in order to blend into human society. They move according to their own schedules and tasks in the same city.

Therefore, the place where the real raid will start is expected to be outside the company, and the time of the raid is expected to be at least after 6:00 PM.

But that’s only for raids that harm each other.

There is plenty of room to explore the opponent even in this place.

The proof is now that I have come out to the office hallway for a moment to get some water.

“. . . .”

“. . . .”

A familiar face is looking up at me in front of the water dispenser.

I stand there staring at him without saying anything, and a co-worker who is walking behind him talks to him.

“Oh, are you the one who met with the vice president earlier? Do you have anyone you’re looking for in the bioengineering team?”

“I found him.”

Meeting with the vice president.

That was the reason why that guy came to this company.

“Kreion.”

“. . .?”

That guy pointed at me.

It looks like he has something up his sleeve. However, I have no idea what it is at the moment.

Anyway, this place is full of humans. There are eyes watching around, so they won’t attack me first.

“If you are Mr. Kreion. . . .”

“We’re friends. I didn’t know he was here.”

Experimental body No. 374 of the 4th generation.

Bellum Damian.

He is a male experimental body with blond hair that is one head taller than mine. He had items such as Legion Mastery and Strategy/Tactics Specialization.

And before I could say anything, he spoke first.

“Kreion. Come out here for a second.”

“Where?”

“Rooftop. It’s kind of awkward to go outside the company, right?”

I followed Damian up to the spacious rooftop. Even at this moment, there are company employees who come out to smoke a cigarette or take a break with coffee on the 95th-floor rooftop.

“It seems that you have been recognized in society to some extent that you are able to meet with Vice President Coelacanth at the age of 18.”

I take a peek at him,

“I’ve heard a lot about you before you came out into society. They said you were so good that you overwhelmed the others.”

He lowered his voice so that only I could hear him and hid his information.

“Before I came out into society?”

“Yeah.”

The only people who can tell such stories are the people involved in the foundation.

“Did your secretary provide that information?”

“A subordinate’s intelligence ability is also part of his ability.”

This is where the disadvantage of the 5th generation experimental body is revealed. I was the last to leave the foundation, so I am being pushed by the intelligence capabilities of the competitors who have been established before me.

“So why did you come here so openly? You won’t be able to do anything here right now.”

“We each have something we want. What do you think?”

“I’ll listen.”

Damian, who specializes in strategy and tactics, must have something that I can’t ignore.

“Lend me your ability. Then I’ll give you information about the other guys.”

Information about competitors.

He nailed down what I wanted.

But I need to explore a little more. After all, in the end, they are in a relationship to kill each other. If it’s Damian, even this could be a trap.

“How do I trust your information?”

Then Damian’s voice flowed into my head. He used the wave.

━𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬.

‘𝘚𝘰?’

━𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭’𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲. . . .

‘𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘭?’

━𝐋𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬.

‘𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘭.’

━𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧. 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬.

‘𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮?’

━𝐀𝐥𝐥. 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞?

It seems that the private security company Damian is working for is quite a large organization.

If what he said is not a lie, it means that Damian knows all about the ‘enemy camp’.

‘𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘴.’

━𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲.

‘𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶?’

━𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐈’𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐈𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰?

‘𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺. 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭.’

━𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞?

‘𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭. 𝘐𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱?’

━. . . .

It’s a look of displeasure.

‘𝘈𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐’𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺. 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧. 𝘚𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥.’

The coming-of-age ceremony will be disadvantageous to me if it gets longer. Originally, the one who has more information tends to take their time. I am trying to raid before they try anything, at an unexpected timing.

━𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲. 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬.

‘𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘸𝘰.’

━𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

‘𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳?’

━𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫?

‘𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦.’

I threw out an undeniable truism.

‘𝘉𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘪𝘵? 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴.’

I emphasize only the things that are clearly visible on the surface.

━. . . 𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲. 𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫.

‘𝘜𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘦, 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨.’

🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸

I got off work for now. The sun, which had been slowly setting since yesterday, disappeared below the horizon and it became midnight at 6:30 PM.

Human civilization shines even when the light of the stars disappears. The black sky, where the stars are supposed to be, is filled with all kinds of orbital structures and ships, and below them are spaceships, drones, and skyscrapers.

When I look up at the city from my mansion, which is located on a slightly elevated mountainous terrain, it seems that the lights of countless buildings are heating up the sky.

“I’ll be going now. Young Master.”

“When will the things I told you come?”

“If you’re talking about that list of chemicals, it will be delivered to your home by a humanoid courier by tomorrow. I told them to leave it at the front door.”

“Got it.”

There are really various substances in this world. I ordered a list of necessary items as if I was exploring knowledge in the virtual marketplace called the Internet.

This is because there is a huge difference between learning the structure of a substance theoretically and actually interpreting the design.

“You worked hard today too. Haber.”

“Yes. Young Master. Be careful even at night, and congratulations again on your company’s performance this time.”

Haber looks tired.

“It’s a dangerous time. Go inside quickly.”

I sent Haber off to work and used the computer in the empty room on the first floor to spread the hologram map on the bed.

𝘡𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘯𝘨. . . .

「Reference coordinates: Nemea Stellar State」

「Planet: Nemea」

「City: Argos」

「Region: Argos」

The Coelacanth Company building is located in the outskirts of the city, and there is an area where the mansions of the wealthy are concentrated in the mountainous terrain further south from the company building. My mansion is located in that wealthy area.

And according to the information I received from Damian this morning, Autophagy Tosis and Zeul Pin Bythos are living in the same wealthy mansion area as me.

Maybe everyone, including me, is in this mansion area.

The Darwin Foundation deliberately chose this location. A location away from the city center to prevent a major commotion, a low population density, and a location where even the original mansion owners are wealthy people with frequent social activities, so they have a lot of time to leave their homes.

Also, if you think about a similar possibility, the Darwin Foundation may be controlling all the mansions in this mansion area.

It is possible that even reports to the police in this area are controlled. Drone cams, security cameras, vehicle black boxes, and even satellites that take this area from the Nemea orbit.

Could they let non-humans fight without such safety devices?

. . . Looks like the right safety device. Including me, three people are living in this mansion area. And Haber guided me to this mansion area. If the foundation had decided on this location selection, other secretaries could do the same.

The foundation may have built a stage that we cannot see.

They have prepared a battlefield for us to fight here.

That seems to be the case. The other guys must be living somewhere among the neighboring mansions.

𝘛𝘪𝘤𝘬.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a power outage.

𝘛𝘪𝘤𝘬, 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬, 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬, 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬!

The hologram spread out on the bed turns off and the computer turns off. The lights on the ceiling went out and the short lights that illuminated the garden outside the window also went out. But the city in the distance is still shining brightly without any change.

Only this mansion has a power outage.

It’s an ambush.

🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸

The mansion was plunged into darkness.

Kreion stares at the tightly closed door.

There is absolutely no suspicious movement or sound since the power outage.

In the meantime, he has mutated his photoreceptor cells and pupils, so his pupils have turned completely black, as if they had been bitten by a ghost, without any white. And although it is not visible from the outside, his ears have also greatly enhanced his hearing, concentrating his nerves on external stimuli.

𝘊𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦. . . .

Kreion’s whole body is covered in black armor. The cell’s clothes he was wearing become one with his skin. Living tissue wriggles to form an exoskeleton, covering his head and face, protecting his entire body without fail.

And from under the elbow of his right arm, a chrome-colored blade protrudes out like Kabana’s claws.

“Who is it?”

He sends voice and waves into the mansion, but all that comes back is a dead silence.

He takes a step toward the closed door silently.

‘𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬.’

He very slowly grabs the door handle with his left hand. At the same time, he assumes a posture that allows him to swing the sword in his right arm at any time.

‘𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴. . .’

𝘒𝘸𝘢-𝘫𝘢𝘯𝘨-𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨!!!

Suddenly, the window shattered and the shadow of a short man entered the room.

Even though his face is not visible right away, Kreion reveals his identity.

“. . . Zeul.”

“When you call me, call me Bythos.”

Experimental subject 2nd generation 166th.

Molecular synthesis, networking specialization.

It’s Zeul Pin Bythos.

“I didn’t know you’d come so soon. How did you find out that I was in this mansion?”

“You ordered a lot of stuff.”

“Is it your secretary’s ability?”

At that, Bythos snickered.

“A secretary? Why are you talking about that now?”

“Because the ability of a subordinate is the ability of a master.”

“Are you a ruler who relies on the ability of a lowly human?”

“Are humans inferior?”

“I’d like to kill my useless secretary right now. I don’t rely on such things. I solve everything with my own abilities. Unlike you and the others.”

‘𝘚𝘰 𝘉𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴’ 𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. . . .’

Bythos reaches behind him.

𝘡𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘬!

The yellow viscous substance from his palm stuck to the broken window and hardened like a wall. What is the intention? Is it some kind of advance work?

“The name of the person who ordered it is Haber Heydrich. . . . It’s careless for an individual who survived the preliminary selection. To leak information about your sleeping quarters so easily.”

“Did you already know my secretary’s name?”

Kreion attacks before Bythos knows what he’s trying to do.

𝘛𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵!

The distance between Bythos and the door of the room was only 12 meters. It took Kreion only 0.5 seconds to run 12 meters.

The moment Kreion’s blade was about to hit Bythos’ neck,

𝘒𝘸𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢. . .!

Bythos opened his jaw more than 120 degrees and exhaled a smoky gas. Kreion twisted his body momentarily to avoid the gas, but it had already hit his face.

“Creurrrrr. . . .”

𝘒𝘸𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢!!!

Bythos continues to emit a suspicious gas. At this, Kreion jumps back, widening the distance between them.

He seem to have drunk some of the gas.

” . . .!”

Kreion’s body staggers.

━𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫.

𝘛𝘩𝘶𝘥!

Kreion’s knees collapsed.

He can feel dangerous changes happening inside his body. The virus that entered through the respiratory tract is causing acute mutations in the alveoli. It is an infection that changes the normal cells in the body, like cancer cells. His breathing becomes more and more labored.

The infected cells do not stop infecting the lungs, but flow through the blood vessels and spread throughout the body in an instant.

“Keuk. . .!”

Crimson blood spurts from Kreion’s trachea. A gill-like hole appears in the black armor covering the face, and blood drips through the gap.

Meanwhile, Bythos changed his jaw, which had been open, back to its original state.

“You’re an individual who specializes in legion domination and cell control.”

“Keuk. . . . Heuk. . . . Heuk. . . .”

Bythos pulls out a dagger he had brought in advance. It was a plasma cutter with extremely enhanced cutting power. The blue line flowing from the blade illuminates the surrounding darkness coldly.

“That Damian guy is exactly like that. A weak ruler type who just rolls his head and sends his subordinates or mobs. Just like you.”

“Keuk. . . . Heuk. . . .”

“Your personal combat power is nothing to see.”

Bythos takes a quick step. He pushes the cutter toward Kreion, who is lying on the floor and spewing blood.

“I’ll end your suffering.”

“Euuuuuaaah!!!”

Kreion kicks the floor with all his might. He rushes toward Bythos, who is close enough to his nose, and swings the chrome-colored blade.

𝘒𝘢𝘯𝘨!

Bythos cut the flying blade with the cutter he was holding.

Kreion’s blade, which he had been working on for 18 years, and the blade he had made to cut through hard materials and even armor, was cut like that.

It is impossible to deal with the plasma cutter made by humans with his own weapon. The technological gap between humans and chimeraz is staggering.

“Even with a dying body, you fight desperately.”

Kreion protrudes one bone spike loaded in his left arm from the palm of his hand.

𝘗𝘢𝘢𝘯𝘨!

His left arm could not withstand the explosive chemical reaction and shattered, and at the same time, the bone spike shot out and flew into Bythos’ chest at a speed similar to that of a bullet.

𝘛𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘱!

Bythos grabbed the bone spike with one hand. It is a reflex nerve at least equal to or better than Kreion.

And he makes a puzzled expression.

“Why don’t you die? Still.”

“Heuk. . . . Heuk. . . .”

“Did you interpret my virus by any chance?”

“Keuk!”

Kreion deconstructs his black armor, absorbs it into his body, and shoots out black tentacles from both shoulders using the resources.

Zuuuuuuuk!!!

The tentacles wrap around Bythos’ limbs. The tentacles wrap around Bythos’ limbs so tightly that his skin is torn. However, strangely enough, the bones do not break.

“You interpreted my virus in the meantime, you were a more dangerous guy than I thought.”

Bythos’ movements stopped right away, but the situation still looks disadvantageous. That’s right,

𝘡𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘬. . .!

Bythos began to tear off the tentacles wrapped around his body with all his might. Physically, it is impossible to understand how he can exert such power with that amount of muscle mass.

Immediately afterwards, Bythos presses Kreion with a wave voice.

━𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛*𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟓𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

𝘛𝘩𝘶𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘥!

Bythos finally tore off the tentacles. And he trampled on the weak tentacles that were lying on the floor.

𝘒𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘨!!!

Just the series of actions to step on and burst the tentacles created cracks in the floor.

━𝐃𝐢𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐛𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐊𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐨𝐧.

At that moment, Kreion and Bythos’ crimson blood trembles.

━𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?

‘. . . 𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘣𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘻 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦.’

𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦. . .!

The floor oxidizes. It’s because of the blood Kreion vomited a while ago. It smokes up a nasty smoke and melts the cracked floor.

Bythos recalls the information he knows.

‘𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴. . . . 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘗𝘶𝘬𝘦𝘳. . . ‘

𝘎𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘨!!!

That’s how Bythos and Kreion fell into the basement at the same time.

Even though the mansion had a power outage, the basement was even more pitch black, with only a dim light coming from the collapsed ceiling.

Bythos, who had already escaped from the tentacles’ restraint, jumps up from the concrete dust.

“. . .!”

Kreion is buried in the concrete debris over there, groaning in pain.

“Ha. . . . This b*stard is making a fuss like a loser. . . . Did you think I was going to die from a fall or something?”

Bythos fixes the cutter that he hadn’t missed even while falling. He goes to Kreion like that.

He was going. He was going to go to Kreion.

“You have a tasty brain. . . .”

The moment Bythos looked back at the voice behind him.

𝘒𝘦𝘶𝘬!!!

A hard spit was stuck in his forehead.

” . . .!”

It feels like his brain will be sucked out if he moves even a little.

“W-What is this?! This is foul play!”

Kreion responds with waves.

━𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫. 𝐈 𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝.

“Stop talking nonsense, you despicable b*stard!”

There was an abyss waiting in the darkness of the basement.

An alien life form is speaking human language with red eyes glowing.

“Master. . . . What should I do with this guy?”

At that moment, a weak voice flowed out of the concrete debris.

“. . .Don’t kill him. It’s a violation of the coming-of-age ceremony rules.”

And the real order is transmitted in waves.

━𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐋𝐮𝐝𝐰𝐢𝐠.

𝘚𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘬!!!

Bythos felt his nerves, senses, consciousness, and soul all seep out through his forehead and disappear forever to a place he couldn’t return to.

“Eeee. . . .! Eeee. . . .!!!” Eee. . .?”

𝘚𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘬! 𝘚𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘬!!!

There was no scream next time.

Because the sense of moving to somewhere came before the sense of death.

𝘚𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘬. . . .

There was pain, but no fear, and not even last words, he couldn’t understand the cause and just groaned.

“Eek. . . . . . .”

𝘗𝘶𝘤𝘬!

He collapsed as a corpse with empty bones.

𝘚𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘩. . . . 𝘚𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘩. . . .

Ludwig slithered his snake-like body in an S-shape and came to his master’s front.

“Master. . . . Are you okay. . .?”

The master, who always looked strong, seemed to have collapsed to the point of death.

“I’ve used up half of my insides. . . .”

“Would you like to eat the flesh of that corpse. . .?”

“No. . . .”

𝘗𝘰𝘰𝘬!

Kreion grabbed Ludwig’s spit and injected it into his arm like a syringe.

“Master. . .? If you hold it there. . . .”

“The nerve cells you ate. Inject them into me.”

“Ah. . . . I will do that. . . .”

Ludwig injects the brain cells he has just eaten into Kreion’s blood vessels.

“You have to share what you like. . . .”

Even though they are fresh, they are already decomposed brain cells, so the loss of information is very large.

Kreion, who was trying to fit the puzzle of the information in Bythos’ head as much as possible, suddenly became curious.

“But Ludwig.”

“Yes. . . .”

“I didn’t give you a taste bud, so how do you know it’s delicious?”

“If I eat a brain, I feel my head full. . . .”

“Feeling?”

“My body likes that ingredient and information. . . . That’s why fresh brains whet my appetite. That’s why it tastes good when you eat it. . . .”

What you like and what you hate.

It seems that Ludwig’s individuality has become clear.

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