Apocalypse Shelter Administrator - Chapter 413



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EP.413 Fusion (8)

A skinhead woman happily rubbing Chrollo’s shoulder. She pointed at him and said the magic words she would say.

“Status window.”

Deering.

[Name: Miranda]

[Affiliation: Shelter Maintenance Team 1]

[Taste: Lesbian]

[History: Illegal immigration, prostitution]

[Trait: Dexterity, strong/weak/weak, armpit fetishism.]

[Shelter Resident LV 3]

[Repair Technician LV 3]

[Scientology Believer LV 2]

(Prison life wasn’t bad, but the shelter was like heaven to Miranda, a well-prepared buffet.

Chloro is the ideal type she dreams of. She wants to touch his chest while giving him a massage, but she desperately holds back.

Miranda has no qualms about getting some fresh air. She hasn’t asked to go out even once since the shelter opened.

She is grateful for her female-only underground kingdom, protected from the seedy masculinity.

It was this spirit that led Miranda to Scientology. She reveres Artemis and adores Chrollo.)

“Hmm.”

Looking closely, he was rubbing Chrollo’s shoulder and his fingers were strangely touching Chrollo’s armpit.

This information is not the result of some supernatural force like the status screens in mass media.

It is a combination of information obtained through physical observation and medical examination.

“This is much more detailed information than before?”

“Because the residents have a special attitude.”

It seems to be talking about two things: loving women and serving science.

“Do you know about Scientology?”

Artemis asked.

“Roughly speaking, I know it as a religion that regards science itself as an object of faith. It seems to have a greater influence than I thought. Many famous Hollywood stars also believe in it.”

“I know. However, as mentioned in the explanation, they are completely different from those on the mainland. They are true believers in science who grew up in the shelter.”

Artemis pointed to her chest with one hand and Chrollo with the other.

“Faith in science and technology and its AI administrators, the essence of science and technology. There are more and more people who have reached the level of religion. Not only in the shelter, but also outside.”

“It’s not that strange.”

Shelter residents are guaranteed the best food, clothing and shelter in the world.

Although it is not omnipotent, it cures illnesses more effectively than any other religion, and it also answers people’s prayers and petitions.

Even outside, the shadow of the shelter can be seen everywhere, driving out the terrifying infection and protecting the peace.

Through research on lamprey mothers, problems of infertility and old age have been solved, and new livestock species for food have been created to fill people’s stomachs.

In terms of the technology to deal with life and the power to slay evil monsters, it is closer to the realm of God than any other existing religion.

In difficult times like these, it will provide people with more comfort and salvation than any real religion.

“If this trend continues, what will people’s religious views be like in the future?”

“Hoo hoo hoo.”

Artemis laughed heartily at the thoughtless remark.

“Goddess~ Goddess~ As I keep saying that, I feel like I’m really becoming the god of a new world.”

I have called Artemis a goddess countless times so far.

But that’s not because they really consider her a divine being.

It was a nickname used sometimes as a joke, sometimes as a compliment for an achievement, and sometimes to express overwhelming affection.

But now her presence in the world has become too great to be dismissed as a nickname.

“Humans always want something to rely on. Since most of the traditional religions have lost their power, it is not strange that they are looking for something to fill the gap.”

At the point when these two things, aliens and infected, appeared, the doctrines of the vast majority of religions were shattered.

Religious leaders tried to maintain the people’s faith somehow, but it was impossible.

The nation, as well as numerous strongholds of faith, were destroyed during the war, and the center of gravity was lost.

Even as terrible infections tear at friends and family, the gods remain silent.

Even devout survivors quickly began to abandon their religion.

“No matter how much you pray, lightning won’t strike from the sky and burn up the infected. But the bullets fired by our drones and helicopters will easily resolve the danger. Not to mention the vaccine.”

“I guess it’s better than having so many pseudo-religions.”

As traditional religions collapsed, a huge number of pseudo-religions were created and disappeared repeatedly.

Needless to say, the chaos, waste, death and plunder that resulted.

In comparison, a society that is orderly and controlled by reason and technology might be better.

“Whatever happens, we won’t have any trouble with cults.”

I held a lock of Artemis’ hair in my hand.

“What kind of difficulties do you mean?”

“I’m talking about being an incarnation of God in a human body and being humiliated. You brag about being omnipotent and then end up with dementia and not being able to say your own name, or you’re old and dying.”

He moved the hand that had been playing with her hair to her cheek. It felt as soft as a newborn’s cheek.

“You will never age and will maintain this beautiful appearance and great intelligence for thousands of years.”

“of course.”

He picked up the glass he had placed on the floor and emptied the remaining half of the wine.

The delicious alcohol passes down my tongue and throat.

But there is no sticky feeling left in the mouth. It gives a good taste as if the rubbing alcohol has evaporated and then leaves cleanly.

“Where can I see my evaluation?”

I opened my mouth and pointed at myself with my thumb.

“Status window.”

Deering.

[Name: Seo Jin-su]

[Affiliation: Shelter Dominance Level]

[Taste: Heterosexual]

[History: Smuggling live ammunition]

[Trait: Savior, Military Spirit, Enhanced Human, Metamorphosis]

[Shelter Manager LV 1]

(Shelter’s one and only top-tier manager.

After overcoming numerous adversities, he finally returned with peace and tranquility.

(He is a stubborn person who prefers street food skewers to rare five-star cuisine, and his body twitches if he is not in charge of something on the spot.)

“Get that pervert out of here!”

“No. It’s true.”

I waved my hand to erase the writing on the blue screen in front of me, but it was no use.

There is also a criminal record, which seems to indicate that he had stored shotgun shells before the shelter recapture operation.

“Okay, let’s see what you’re like. Status window!”

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He pointed to Artemis and shouted.

Deering.

[Name: Artemis]

[Affiliation: Shelter Dominance Level]

[Taste: Heterosexual]

[History: None]

The traits were written with countless doctorates.

(Shelter’s one and only central control AI.

The most beautiful, intelligent, noble, and compassionate being in the world.

A woman who has everything but one thing, a man’s suit.

I’m struggling with having to meet the shameful demands of a pervert husband every day.

But this is also something that a wife must endure.)

“…”

“what?”

My gaze, which says, “No, I don’t care,” doesn’t even bother me.

“Okay. If that’s what you want, then that’s what it is.”

“joy!”

Deering.

An additional notification popped up even though I didn’t even call out the status window.

(If you see people casually asking for a footjob under the table while they are eating at a restaurant, they are usually not perverts.

When he gave her the stockings he had wiped off his own dirt as a gift, Artemis wanted to hit her husband’s forehead with a plate.)

“hmm.”

Honestly, I had nothing to say about this.

* * *

I came down from the central factory where work was in full swing and entered the lower area.

Although the population has decreased to one-tenth of its former size, it feels more vibrant.

This is probably because there is a large ranch with horses running around and various facilities and machines operating nonstop.

I also had a pretty interesting experience.

“Wah!”

We were out on a walk or patrol with a security guard when we encountered a guard dog, and the dog started barking at us.

I looked back reflexively, but there was nothing.

“What? Can you see us?”

“That can’t be true.”

This time even Artemis looks flustered.

The guard dog also tilted its head as if it didn’t know why it was barking.

The figure does not appear to recognize our presence.

“Vivi, what’s wrong?”

After the security guard patted his head and walked away, he ran away without even looking at us.

“There are things in the world that cannot be explained by science.”

Unlike me, who shrugged, Artemis had a serious expression.

After that, he roamed around the lower regions. He escaped the influence of gravity and jumped dozens of meters in one go, and sometimes flew like Superman or Superwoman.

I walked around the hydroponic facilities responsible for food, got intoxicated by the scent of various flowers, and watched the police officers sweat and practice their protocols at the parade ground right up close.

As I was walking through the building and accidentally entering the bathroom, I came across an embarrassing sight.

But the real kicker is when it comes to nuclear fusion power plants.

As it is the most important facility, excluding the Artemis main body, it is stipulated that the administrators must patrol it regularly.

It’s a place I’ve visited countless times, but now that I’m in a spiritual state, it’s an even more special visit.

[Loyalty. Welcome, Administrator.]

We pass through the heavily guarded security robots and sentry guns and enter the generator area.

If you look at the wall, you can see traces of it being destroyed and then repaired.

This is the part that was destroyed by the tentacles of the giant nest when the shelter infection broke out.

WARNING. NO TRESPASSING.

Crossing the red line barefoot and without any protective gear.

The same was true for Artemis, who walked alongside me.

Whew Whew Whew!

The sound is small, but the vibration that seems more dull than anything else in the world hits my whole body.

He crossed the red line and even went through the outer structure of the generator and entered it.

A spherical space appears with a thick silver metal pillar in the center.

Blue-white plasma rotates around the pillar.

The majestic sight resembles Miller’s planet in the movie Interstellar, with its constant tidal waves coming and going.

Although it is much smaller in scale and has plasma circulating instead of clear water.

Special sensors and cameras installed inside the generator are visible.

Perhaps those are acting as my sense organs right now.

“I feel it.”

I muttered as if I was possessed.

“The power of the sun.”

My hands, in a spirit state, catch that huge wave of energy.

The true power that cannot be encountered, caught, or felt.

“This is just the beginning.”

Artemis’ hand touched my shoulder.

Her will is transformed into code and flows into my soul.

Connect my eyes and senses to the fusion generator, and extend it further beyond it.

“!!!”

Then I could feel the massive energy from my palm flowing into every corner of the shelter.

The compression press machine provides the power to descend and the lighting of the hydroponic facility provides light.

The power to fly again is given to drones and helicopters that have folded their wings, and the strength to twist the neck of the infected is infused into the arms of stalkers who have lost their strength to fight.

You can also feel the warmth circulating through every nook and cranny, riding the convection system that circulates throughout the vast underground world.

I just ‘felt’ everything that I had only seen through graphs on the monitor.

Shelter is a living organism.

Just as my body is an organic collection of countless organs and cells gathered under the banner of the human body.

I could feel and understand it more simply than a hundred words could explain it.

“I guess I can say I’m a real shelter manager now.”

Artemis said.

“It’s still lacking in many ways, but I think this is enough for a first attempt. How do you feel about looking at the same world as me?”

Artemis hovers high in the midst of blazing plasma.

Her appearance was truly divinely majestic.

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