My Children Swarm the Cosmos โ€“ Chapter 3

๐‚๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ณ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฃ๐ž๐œ๐ญ (3)


It is difficult to imprint instincts so that bioweapons are loyal to humans. Even more absurd is giving them similar levels of intelligence to humans so that they can understand human speech.

Thatโ€™s because brain science is an area limited to the human brain. Therefore, upgrading the brains of bioweapons to a level similar to that of humans is nearly impossible, even with todayโ€™s technology.

To begin with, creating a new brain for any living thing, even a simple insect-level brain, is a complex task.

If we want to imitate human genetic characteristics to give them smart brains, they become โ€˜artificial humansโ€™ rather than bioweapons.

Rather than using such a human body as the basis for a weapon, it is much more rational to use genetically engineered soldiers, well-trained soldiers, or AI weapons.

Nevertheless, bioweapons have clear destructive power as weapons.

They can heal their wounds, they have no guilt or fear, they can instill fear in their enemies, and they are immune to electromagnetic and cyberattacks.

More than anything, the biggest advantage of operating bioweapons is that they can multiply on their own on the battlefield, given the available resources.ย 


A16C large-scale experimental room.

A space that can only be entered after passing through five layers of heavily isolated airlocks.

Thirty model buildings form a village in the center of a wasteland. The wide walls surrounding the space are all lifelike screens that depict the horizon of the wasteland. The vast ceiling has also transformed into a blue sky of a terraformed planet, with fake clouds drifting by.

An artificial wind blows gently, and grains of sand hit my trouser legs.

โ€œExperimental Subject 412. Ready.โ€

As soon as I say that, a human voice echoes throughout the space.

โ”๐‚๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž.


The scenery changes rapidly.

Explosions erupt in the village, sending up acrid smoke and flames. The once serene and blue sky darkens slightly, and small flashes of light can be seen clashing beyond the clouds.

Is a fleet battle taking place in low orbit at the same time?

โ”๐€ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฎ๐š๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ข-๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ค ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š๐ ๐ž.

โ”๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐š๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐„๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐’๐ฎ๐›๐ฃ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐. ๐‡๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ซ๐›๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐.

โ”๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž, ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐š๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐.


โ”๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐ž๐œ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐›๐ž ๐š๐œ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐จ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐š๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ.

I look around again. I drastically expand and divide the photoreceptor cells in my eyes. I use these mutated eyes as a substitute for a high-resolution telescope.

First of all, the village is completely occupied by the enemy forces. Since theyโ€™ve gone so far as to blow it up from the start, I donโ€™t have to worry about hostages, civilians, or prisoners.

Judging from the color of the sky, the temperature, the composition of the atmosphere entering my respiratory system, and the gravity I feel, the terraforming is complete.

However, the current environment is a wasteland. There are no usable corpses, plants, or animals.ย 

In a wasteland with an extreme shortage of organic matter, I need to conserve the resources I can use in battle.

Moreover, I can only use one invulnerability.

In other words, this training exercise has a very high difficulty level. I wonโ€™t be able to receive enough bioweapon hordes under my command, and thereโ€™s no organic matter in the vicinity for me to multiply the hordes.

The enemy forces consist of a squad of humanoids and a multi-legged tank.ย 

Considering that a fleet battle is taking place overhead and that friendly ships might be able to directly deploy invulnerability, the possibility that the enemy forcesโ€™ intelligence is a trap is low. Thatโ€™s because the friendly fleet can see everything from the sky.

โ€œI request two assault-type entities and one defense-type entity.โ€

โ”๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐ž๐œ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐›๐ž ๐š๐œ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐จ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐š๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ. ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐š๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐จ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž ๐›๐ข๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ.

โ€œIt can accommodate them. Double-check the invulnerabilityโ€™s specs.โ€

โ”. . . ๐“๐ก๐ž๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐œ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ซ๐š๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž๐ญ๐ฒ ๐๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐›๐ž ๐š๐œ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐จ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐š๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ. ๐‡๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐ข๐ง๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ฎ๐ง๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐š๐ ๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐›๐š๐ญ.

โ€œThatโ€™s fine. Send them.โ€

Immediately after I make that request, I see an image of a ball of fire descending from the fake sky above my head.

A section of the ceiling opens up, and a pre-prepared invulnerability drops down in front of me.

๐˜š๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ป๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ! ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ!


The lid of the invulnerability pops off. Inside, there are three bioweapons covered in blood.

All three of them are dead. It seems that the setting is that they died instantly from the impact of falling to the ground without safety devices.

I approach the invulnerability without hesitation and reach out to the dead ones.

โ€˜๐˜ž๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ.โ€™

The command, transmitted as waves in my head, stimulates the dead brains of the creatures.

The skin of the dead creatures touches my fingertips. The cells that make up their bodies come under my control. I reconnect their severed blood vessels and bones and inject life force into them by transfusing whatโ€™s in my body.

In this way, I revive two assault-type bioweapons.

๐˜Ž๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ญ. . . ๐˜Ž๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ญ. . .

The two revived creatures crawl out of the invulnerability and meet my eyes.

โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ.โ€™

๐˜Ž๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ญ. . .!

The two creatures I revived look up at me with their three pairs of black eyes that have no eyelids. They are not creatures that I created, but bioweapons that share my genetic material as their ancestor.

Thatโ€™s why these creatures are loyal to me. Just as I obey my mother.

โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ.โ€™

The creatures donโ€™t understand human language, but they understand my will and intentions.

Thatโ€™s because there is a wave between me and the creatures that cannot be interpreted by any modern technology. This is the very purpose for which the Darwin Foundation is cultivating experimental subjects like me.

โ€˜๐˜Ž๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ต๐˜ช-๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ.โ€™

๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ! ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ!

The two assault-type bioweapons rush toward the village as soon as they hear my command.


The humanoid squad that has captured the village detects the two assault-type bioweapons approaching them.

โ€œHostile lifeform detected.โ€

The twelve humanoids in the squad aim their automatic weapons at the two bioweapons.

๐˜‰๐˜–๐˜–๐˜” ๐˜‰๐˜–๐˜–๐˜” ๐˜‰๐˜–๐˜–๐˜”!!!

As their mechanical fingers pull the triggers, the muzzles of the guns spit fire in succession. Tungsten-jacketed depleted uranium rounds, propelled by gunpowder and coils, streak across the battlefield at supersonic speeds, boasting a firepower of 1600 rounds per minute.

๐˜‰๐˜–๐˜–๐˜” ๐˜‰๐˜–๐˜–๐˜” ๐˜‰๐˜ˆ๐˜•๐˜Ž!!!

The two assault-type bioweapons are riddled with holes in an instant. And a beat later, the air around them is pierced by a scream.

At that moment, a tiny shadow falls over the heads of the humanoid squad.

The humanoids, who had their muzzles pointed in one direction, each raise their heads to look at the sky.

It was too late.


Experimental Subject 412 lands precisely between the humanoids. The black armor that he mutates from his skin during combat seems to be thicker than usual.

At the sudden appearance of Subject 412, the humanoid squad hastily turns their muzzles. However, before their muzzles can even aim at him, the destruction begins.

๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ. . .

He has mutated both of his hands into very long blades. He obtained the material for the blades from the exoskeleton of a dead defense-type bioweapon.

โ€œHostile lifeform. . .โ€


Subject 412 swings the blades in his hands wide horizontally. It was a cutter close to being monomolecular, and the upper and lower bodies of the two humanoids it hit were instantly separated.

The remaining ten humanoids belatedly pull the triggers of their automatic weapons.

๐˜‰๐˜–๐˜–๐˜” ๐˜‰๐˜–๐˜–๐˜” ๐˜‰๐˜ˆ๐˜•๐˜Ž!!

Subject 412 lowers his stance and plows through the humanoid squad. He severs the humanoidsโ€™ legs or stabs them with his blades. He pierces them from the upper body to the head, creating a vertical gash.


A few depleted uranium rounds hit his thigh, but

๐˜ก๐˜ป๐˜ป๐˜ป๐˜ต. . .

His black armor instantly heals the bullet wounds.

๐˜š๐˜ž๐˜๐˜š๐˜! ๐˜š๐˜ž๐˜๐˜š๐˜! ๐˜š๐˜ž๐˜๐˜š๐˜!

He moves among the humanoid squad at a speed that no ordinary human can achieve. Despite the AIโ€™s precise targeting, he evades more than half of the depleted uranium rounds. He even shows impromptu responses, such as using humanoids as shields or throwing them. Itโ€™s like heโ€™s butchering machines.

In the end, the last humanoid barely manages to distance itself, but

๐˜š๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ต. . .

He simply fires the blade on his right arm, piercing the humanoidโ€™s chest in one blow.


I received a score of 95 in the previous simulated battle. The Darwin Foundation gave a reason for the 5 points that were deducted, but it sounded like an excuse to me.

The Foundation simply wanted to see me fight in person before the preliminary selection.

According to the rumors that my secretary has heard, the project leaders have yet to fully assess my individual combat ability.

They say that I have high potential, but that my actual performance has been lacking.

Anyway, this time I intend to show them what they want and get a high score. I donโ€™t like being in the limelight, but since this is the final evaluation, I want to secure the top spot.

๐˜Š๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ. . . ๐˜š๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ป๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ. . .

Was it a flashy move to fire the blade at that last humanoid?


I reattach the blade I fired to my right arm. Then I press down on the fallen humanoid with my foot and pull my right arm. The blade that was stuck in the machineโ€™s body is pulled out.

The material that made up the blade enters my right arm and is absorbed into my body. Then, a hand grows from the lower part of my arm, where the blade was, and fingers sprout.

For now, I have a blade on my left arm and a hand on my right arm.

And while Iโ€™m at it, I should analyze the material composition of the defense-type bioweaponโ€™s exoskeleton. After the training is over and I go to the decontamination room, all the materials Iโ€™ve obtained will be taken away from me.

If I can synthesize this kind of hard material from my own body without having to procure it like this every time, it will be very useful in the preliminary selection.

For that reason, I need to make the most of this training opportunity to complete the material analysis.


๐˜Š๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ!

A multi-legged tank, moving on its four legs, clings to the wall of a building like a spider and turns its gun barrel.

The tactical camera view of the multi-legged tank clearly captures Experimental Subject 412.

Several researchers are watching the tactical camera view in real time.

โ€œItโ€™s an armor-piercing round with the best physical penetration, although its velocity is slow compared to energy weapons. Itโ€™s usually used on medium-sized or larger aircraft or ships. . . Weโ€™ve specially equipped it to pierce Subject 412โ€™s armor.โ€

โ€œThe significance of that one shot is great. Iโ€™m looking forward to seeing how Subject 412 will respond. I also wonder how much damage he will suffer if he gets hit by the armor-piercing round.โ€

โ€œSubject 412 is ranked first in all categories of cellular control, legion dominance, creativity, memory, and comprehension among the five experimental subjects. I donโ€™t think his individual combat ability is weak, though.โ€

โ€œSubject 412 is probably the best in individual combat ability as well. Heโ€™s a typical strategist and ruler, but heโ€™s definitely also the kind of guy who knows how to fight.โ€

โ€œI heard that he hid the materials he obtained from the training ground in his body last time and got caught. Why did he do that?โ€

โ€œI heard that he was trying to analyze them so that he could directly synthesize the materials that he canโ€™t synthesize himself.โ€

โ€œHow splendid.โ€

โ€œWhen it comes to the experimental subjects of this project, splendid is synonymous with dangerous.โ€

At that moment, the tactical camera view of the multi-legged tank and the gaze of Subject 412 meet.

โ€œHe saw the tank. Letโ€™s see how he deals with it.โ€

โ€œHere we go.โ€


I could hear the sound of heavy mechanical joints moving from a great distance. Itโ€™s the kind of distance that I would never be able to hear without enhanced hearing.

One of the multi-legged tanks that was with the humanoid squad was clinging to the wall of the building over there. It was about 200 meters away, by my estimation.

But if it had taken such a high position and even pointed its gun barrel at me, why didnโ€™t it shoot already?

Why was it holding back?

Here it comes.

The gun barrel spewed fire.

I saw fire with my eyes, which means that this is not a weapon that uses sublight speed in this atmosphere. If it were, the air itself would plasmafy and a thermonuclear fusion explosion would occur, blowing up the entire facility.

๐˜‰๐˜–๐˜–๐˜”. . .

I heard a sound. Itโ€™s a dull roar. In that case, itโ€™s not an energy weapon but a physical weapon.

A shell or metal projectile is flying toward me. But the thing that was fired from over there hasnโ€™t hit my body yet. I heard the sound, though.

Therefore, thatโ€™s not a weapon thatโ€™s faster than the speed of sound. Thatโ€™s the extent of its power.

In that case, I donโ€™t need to dodge it.

Of course, I could dodge it, but I want to show off my individual combat ability to the humans who are watching this simulated battle.

0.9 seconds after making my decision.

I quickly extend my right hand.

From the gun barrel of the multi-legged tank that I can see far away, I draw an imaginary line. The imaginary line passes through my right palm and shoulder.

I stand on two legs and spread my palm out exactly in that direction.

I concentrate the exoskeleton material in my body to the extreme in my palm and compress it. And I temporarily liquefy the layer of skin underneath the black armor that surrounds my body.

Soon, at 1.1 seconds, I feel a heavy mass collide with my palm.

๐˜‰๐˜–๐˜–๐˜”. . .

The roar deafens my eardrums, and the shockwave vibrates my entire body. The surrounding dirt and dust fly away with the air, sending a hazy plume of smoke in the direction behind me.

The metal that collided with my palm falls limply to the ground. It seems to be a pure armor-piercing round, not an explosive shell.

Amidst the commotion of the surrounding objects, I blocked the multi-legged tankโ€™s attack with one hand.

My current appearance, standing upright on two legs, will serve as an indicator of my individual combat ability.

I then redistribute the material in my body that I had prepared for the armor-piercing round in 0.5 seconds and kick off the ground, dashing forward.

๐˜‰๐˜–๐˜–๐˜”. . . ๐˜‰๐˜–๐˜–๐˜”. . .

The multi-legged tank fires several more armor-piercing rounds in an attempt to block my approach. Each time, I dodge them by changing the direction Iโ€™m running in to match the gun barrel of the multi-legged tank.


I step on the window sills of a building like stairs and climb up.


I slice off the multi-legged tankโ€™s quadrupedal walking mechanism. The multi-legged tank immediately falls to the ground, and I land on the fallen multi-legged tank and slice the long gun barrel into five pieces again.

โ”๐’๐ข๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ž.

Since Iโ€™ve taken care of the humanoid squad and the multi-legged tank, itโ€™s over.

I thought there would be more variables prepared by them since this was the last training session before the preliminary selection.

โ”๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐๐ข๐ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž. ๐„๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐’๐ฎ๐›๐ฃ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ, ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐œ๐ž๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ก.

โ€œWhatโ€™s my score?โ€

โ”. . .๐ˆ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ.

My arrogant and showy fighting style earned me a perfect score.

โ”๐€๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐žโ€™๐ฏ๐ž ๐๐ž๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ.

โ€œIs it about the simulated battle training where I got 95 points?โ€

I walk to the north of the training ground. The walls and ceiling on all sides have turned white.

โ”๐๐จ, ๐ข๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ฒโ€™๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ.

Is that rigid human saying that he requested something from the Foundation on my behalf?

โ”๐–๐ž ๐๐ž๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ .

โ€œSo what was the request?โ€

โ”๐–๐žโ€™๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฃ๐ž๐œ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐›๐ฃ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ฌ.

โ€œ. . . . . .Really?โ€

โ”๐ˆ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐จ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐ง, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐žโ€™๐ซ๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐’๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐š๐ซ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง ๐…๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง.

โ€œThank you.โ€

โ”๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž. ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ.

โ€œI understand.โ€

The chimeraz project is the last generation of the five experimental subjects.

So my mother must be out of her pregnant state by now.ย 

A human woman gets pregnant with one child and goes through all sorts of hardships, but my mother, who has given birth to 500 children, including me, must have had an incredibly hard time.

Maybe thatโ€™s why my mother always got irritated with me whenever she saw me and ignored what I said. Honestly, Iโ€™ve met my mother many times, but Iโ€™ve never had a proper conversation with her even once.

I thought my motherโ€™s attitude was natural. Pregnancy is a terribly painful thing. Especially since she gave birth to 500 children without a break.

โ€œCan I go see her now?โ€

โ”๐†๐ž๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐จ๐๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ. ๐‡๐žโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐š๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ.

My secretary is supposed to be a very capable person. I guess heโ€™s finally showing me his competence.

I hope heโ€™ll keep doing this even after we go out into society together.

โ€œHow long can I stay with my mother?โ€

โ”๐–๐žโ€™๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ.

Maybe I can expect a slightly different attitude from my mother this time. Since sheโ€™s done with her pregnancy.

This is the last time Iโ€™ll see my mother, and itโ€™s the last time sheโ€™ll see her child. Of course, we might be reunited once the chimeraz project is complete, but who knows when that will be.

โ”๐ˆ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐, ๐’๐ฎ๐›๐ฃ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ.


Chimeraz trust and follow the being that created them. I, too, as a chimeraz, follow my mother, who passed on her genetic material to me.

โ”๐†๐จ๐จ๐. ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐ ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ฅ, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ.

I honestly want to receive my motherโ€™s encouragement before the preliminary selection.

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