Became an Evolving Space Monster - Chapter 299
Only Noblemtl
Episode 299 – Infiltration (2)
‘It was close.’
I almost got caught. Thanks to the perfect timing, I managed to board the battleship.
I’ve sneaked in to beat Berzan02 in games, but I’ve never searched him this thoroughly.
‘Plus, the detection system has been upgraded.’
They were using all sorts of detection equipment and psychic power techniques to try to penetrate the ‘dark curtain’. If I had remained in my adult form, there was a good chance I would have been caught.
While the Dark Curtain was disrupting the enemy’s detection network, I used the trait ‘Organic Evolution’, which transformed my body into a completely different form. I became ‘Smart Weakling’, which reduced my body to less than 5m and provided the stealth effect.
‘Is this the first time you’ve grown up and turned into a clever underdog?’
I checked my physical condition while hanging on the outer wall of a large warship.
When he had previously transformed into a clever weakling, his body shape was similar to a centaur. Even after he had transformed into an adult, his general form was similar. Except for the two arms for fighting and the small arms on his chest, the rest of his arms had become legs, and his entire body was covered in thick fur.
The difference is the head and neck. The necks that were long before the transformation have been greatly reduced. In particular, the two heads on either side are so close to the shoulders that the necks are barely visible.
The shape of the heads was commonly greatly reduced at the back of the head. Only the head shell disappeared, and the auxiliary organs under the jaw, fangs, horns, etc. remained. The monster tentacles attached to the neck and back of the head were mixed in with the fur and flowed down like tied hair.
The only thing that has changed besides the head is the tail.
Just like the head, it still had two, but they were thinner and shorter. The bio-cannon attached to the left tail also disappeared, changing into the shape of a snake’s tail. The pincer tail on the right remained in a reduced size.
‘Once we’re inside the shield… .’
I changed the shape of the horn I used to pierce the shield back to its original form. The horn on my head, which was sharp and protruding like Gallagon’s horn, changed into a crooked and rough shape. It was the effect of the ‘transformable bioweapon’ that can change body parts as desired.
‘Gallagon’s horn nullifies psychic shields.’
Thanks to that, I was able to easily penetrate the shield even with my smaller body.
‘It would have been really difficult if I had transformed and lost my horns.’
The only traits that cannot be used in the clever weak state are ‘Nightmare Horizon’, ‘Complex Spectroscopy’, ‘Black Devourer Cannon’, and ‘Medusa Organ’. In addition, traits related to hypersonic travel are also banned due to the disappearance of wing-like parts of the body.
The same goes for the transformable bioweapon. The skull shell is greatly reduced, and the wings are gone, so it cannot be changed into the Ice Horror’s skull shell, Gallagon’s wings, etc.
‘There are parts that cannot be changed, but still, where is this?’
As I was checking the horns that had returned to their original state, the Heavenly Mother quietly lifted her head from under my legs.
“Do you know what happens if you get caught in the middle of the shield when it’s being restored?”
[Zuzuzuzuzuzuzuzu (cut off as is)]
“You might be able to live with your body cut off, but that’s the end for me?”
Taking the form of a griffon beast, she came in hiding between my four legs to avoid the fleet’s detection systems.
[Zuzu zuzu zuzu (I was lucky)]
“Luck? You said you calculated it earlier?”
[Zuzu zuzuzuzu zuzu zuzu zuzuzuzu (That’s what they say. Let’s move slowly.)]
“Oh my.”
She glared at me with her captivating amber eyes and then crawled back down my body.
So we moved, keeping our breathing in sync and pressing close to the outer wall.
The effect of the ‘Undercovered Creature’s Fur’, a special perk of the clever underdog, provides a stealth effect through the long fur growing all over the body.
She had no stealth skills, so I had to move while covering her and protecting her. I had to move slowly because if she went outside her long fur, she would be caught on the ship’s external cameras.
[Zuzuzuzuzuzuzuz (Isn’t it stuffy?)]
“It’s okay. Aren’t you uncomfortable?”
[Zuzu (specifically)]
For the time being, she will be moving as a water doll. She has brought the necessary equipment to supplement her lacking fighting power. In the backpack she carries on her back are the priest’s golden spear and MPS-05.
Thanks to that, the short, folded spear poked the inside of the front leg, but it wasn’t enough to be bothersome.
She and I walk together between the black sky and the ivory earth.
One of the unique features of cult ships is their ornate decorations and beautiful colors. The ship we boarded also reflected the characteristics of a typical cult ship. The hull, made of moonsilver alloy, shone brightly in ivory, and the surface was covered in geometric patterns.
The patterns are not just for decoration. They are only superficial, but if you look inside, you will find that they are full of mechanical parts. The decorations on the Cult ships are a kind of functional device installed to amplify the ship’s psychic power abilities, such as shields.
‘Including external cameras, of course.’
I continued to search for a passageway that would allow me to enter the ship, avoiding the lenses disguised with intricate patterns.
‘It should be around here.’
While walking with my body lowered, I discovered a part of the auxiliary organ that was slightly protruding.
‘Found it.’
From the outside, it looked no different from any other outer wall, but an empty space was detected inside. This was the space where the anti-aircraft guns needed to deal with small ships were placed.
‘Let’s go in here first.’
I transformed my right arm into that of a Hellside Hornet. The joints of my arm twisted, and the four fingers were sucked into the shell as if they were crumpled. Then, a bone resembling a giant scythe emerged from where my palm had been.
The scythe of the Hellside Hornet, boasting a terrifying sharpness, is now in my hands. And I have embedded the tip of the scythe into the protruding part.
The plywood covering the anti-aircraft gun shows a crack, sending out small sparks. I put my forelegs and left arm into the crack and opened it wide.
Even though I was tired, there was enough space for Mother in Heaven to enter. She read my intentions and quickly jumped inside.
After letting her in, I also forcibly opened the plywood and went inside. As soon as I let go of my hand, the plywood automatically closed.
The first thing I saw when I got inside the ship was a cannon as big as my body. The next thing I saw was the face of a sane cult gunner beyond the cannon barrel.
He was blankly staring at me and my Heavenly Mother. Judging from the cup he was holding in his hand, it seemed like he had just come back from a break outside the gun room.
“I…!”
A sharp emotion returns to his dilated eyes and his body resumes movement.
The cup of drink falls from the cultist’s hand. His hand goes up to grab something else instead of the cup. He tries to put the headphone-type communicator that he had attached to his goat horn on his ear.
At that moment, the Heavenly Mother swung the priest’s golden spear with the speed of a wall. The golden spear pierced his neck, and the only sound coming out of his mouth was the sound of the wind.
“…her!”
His suffering was not long. I decapitated him with my right arm, which had a scythe, and lifted his head. I detached the communicator attached to the horn and swallowed the remaining head.
“Cannon 15. What’s going on?”
I answered into the small voice coming from the communicator.
“Nothing. It seems like the barrier has malfunctioned.”
“Malfunction?”
“I was hit by a meteor that came in while the shield was damaged.”
“I see. First, report to the knowledge manager.”
“All right.”
After roughly wrapping up the conversation, I ended the conversation.
The Heavenly Mother who was next to him breathed a sigh of relief.
“I never thought I’d run into a shooter when I came in.”
“therefore.”
I started eating headless corpses to get rid of the evidence.
Perhaps because it had three heads, the food in its hand disappeared in an instant. There was no trace left where the cult shooter had been.
“What is that? It’s called a mimetic organ. It’s always creepy to see.”
“How useful this is.”
“… I said nothing. Anyway, since you’re here, take it.”
“thank you.”
She pulled out a mini-Screamer from her backpack, about twice the size of a human face. Named MPS-05, it contained interstellar communication devices separated from the Screamer support ship.
‘So he’s a little bigger than the other kids.’
However, it was impossible for even the most daunting of men to perfectly implant a communicator into this small body. Sending a signal to Gigacracker, located tens or hundreds of star systems away, was by no means easy.
So now they are not in the Gigacracker, but are hiding on an asteroid in a constellation adjacent to the Aur constellation. He calculated that they would be able to communicate with the Mini Screamers at that distance.
I returned my arm to its original position and was handed the mini screamer.
A girl with her eyes closed, like a princess from a fairy tale. The reason she doesn’t respond at all is because she’s in a dormant state.
Thanks to the implanted interstellar communication function, the MPS-05 can receive commands from a distant main unit and move. However, doing so inside the ship is likely to be detected by enemies due to the radio waves generated by its body.
To prevent this, I grafted two traits onto the MPS-05.
‘Neural coupling and wave mimicry.’
The environmental adaptation trait ‘wavelength mimicry’ was something I originally had, and ‘neural splicing’ was an internal organ trait I acquired while stirring up Gallagon’s underground kingdom. If these two traits hadn’t existed, I wouldn’t have thought of bringing him.
I did as PS-111 had told me in advance.
‘Connect the circuit first and then supply power.’
As I removed the chair in front of the anti-aircraft gun, I saw cables neatly organized under the plywood. I separated some of them with my small chest arm and connected them to the port on the back of the MPS-05’s head.
‘Then next….’
While I was working, the Heavenly Mother watched to see if anyone else came near.
I connected a bunch of cables and mechanical devices to the guy’s body and put my finger in his mouth.
Unlike humans, when I pressed the manual switch inside its dry mouth, the MPS-05 began to tremble.
“Is it done?”
“I told you to wait a bit.”
The guy and I have set up the neural synapse to automatically activate when the MPS-05 is powered up. The reason the guy is floating is because his body is adjusting to the ship’s equipment inside his body.
‘I’ll prepare a wave imitation with him too.’
It analyzes and mimics various types of signals and radio waves generated by the ship, making it impossible to contact the outside world. Unless the Mechanical Committee analyzes all signals directly, it is nearly impossible to detect the signals of a guy who has mimicked the wavelength.
‘There’s no way a guy with this trait will get caught.’
After waiting for about 10 minutes, the guy opened his eyes. The red camera lens blinked a few times and captured the image of me and my mother in the sky.
“Connected. Confirmed.”
“It was a success.”
“Oh, is this possible?”
“Because he’s a special guy.”
“Special! Special!”
This completes the preliminary preparations for the Berzan 02 infiltration operation.
Now all that remains is to search through the information stored on the ships to determine which ships can safely enter Berzan 02.
There are two elements needed for this.
‘Computer hacking, and….’
Knowledge manager. We need him.
The Knowledge Manager, a position that exists only in the Cult, is a living computer and a treasure trove of knowledge. Especially if you are a Knowledge Manager on a ship that monitors the constellation, you will know a lot about the defense system of Berzan 02.
‘Plus, we might be able to get information about the internal conditions of the planet.’
What are the weaknesses, what enemies or elements should I be concerned about, and what’s different from the game.
All of this is essential information for conquering the planet. Right now, we’re here to meet the 22nd, but it wouldn’t be a bad idea to know about the conquering part in advance.
“I’ll leave the computer part to you. Please take care of it.”
“Leave it to me. It’s possible.”
The next target that my Heavenly Mother and I must aim for is the knowledge manager on board the ship.