Became an Evolving Space Monster - Chapter 325
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“Oh, and I think I should stay here a little longer before I go.”
“check.”
After contacting the mansion using MPS-05, I lay down on the floor of the airship. In that state, I faced the Heavenly Mother who was sitting in the guest seat.
“I knew things would go wrong, so don’t feel sorry for me.”
“… … .”
“Rather, I was the one who put you in danger. I’m truly sorry about that.”
“…There’s no need to apologize. It was my choice.”
“That’s true for me too.”
Understanding what I meant, she looked at me for a moment with her amber eyes before nodding slightly.
“I understand, so let’s move on.”
“huh.”
“You must have heard Isabelle’s request. It’s not easy to solve it without being able to use the parasite.”
She looked at my arm, which wasn’t moving properly, and opened her mouth.
“How about I lead the way instead?”
“I did think about it, but it’s not a good idea. You’re only seen as a slave here. Unless you falsify your identity, someone will start to suspect you.”
“Then how about using star coordinates? If we plant symbiotic spores, we can transmit Coldblood.”
“It’s a trump card, so I want to use it as a last resort.”
“That’s… that’s definitely true.”
She also immediately agreed, knowing the potential that the starlight coordinates held.
“The method I’m thinking of is to sneak the slaves onto another private ship.”
“On another ship? You want to do what the smugglers do?”
“Yes. Once we leave this constellation, the slaves can take over the ship and sail to their destination.”
“Would that be easy? The guys Isabel was with were in really bad shape.”
“We can heal them by using the spores and nests of the symbiotic creatures. If we also give them weapons, we can easily take over the ship.”
“How are you going to steer the ship?”
“Don’t worry. I plan to send MPS-05 along.”
“Business trip? Business trip!”
If we only consider the ability to control a ship, the MPS-05, which is on par with the main body, can easily take control of the ship. The problem lies in the process of getting there, rather than controlling the ship.
Even if you heal the Coldbloods and give them weapons, they are not combatants. Even if they can use the power of Vortex One, they need to be trained to use it well. Otherwise, they might misuse the power and harm themselves or their comrades.
Without some help, there’s a good chance you’ll see a lot of blood during the process of robbing the ship.
“… That’s too dangerous a method. Half of them will die before they even get there.”
Even our Heavenly Mother pointed out the dangers of my thoughts.
“Isabel would never allow it. They would be precious to that child.”
“A precious being?”
“Yeah. Those eyes, those feelings. They’re exactly the same as what my husband showed me.”
She gave up her relationship with the players and chose to mingle with the inhabitants of this world. Part of this was her bond with the ‘Earth Father’, a powerful creature served by the Wolfs. It was thanks to this that she was called the ‘Mother of the Sky’.
Although she failed to have children, she cared for and looked after the Wolf natives instead. If Muriel had not killed all the Wolf natives, she would never have followed me. She would have probably devoted herself to the remaining Wolfs.
‘Is that the case for Isabelle too?’
The Heavenly Mother seemed to think of Isabel as being of the same type as herself. Of course, unlike her, who chose revenge, Isabel seemed to have chosen the path of protecting her family.
“Can you give me one more chance tomorrow?”
“opportunity?”
“I’ll try to convince her. If she goes with the Coldbloods, there’s no need to take the risk. We can all get on the ship together.”
If Isabel is convinced as she says, there is no need to worry about anything else.
‘If you can convince me.’
Although there is no evidence to support this, I suspect that Isabelle’s motivations are more than saving her family. It feels like a similar madness and obsession to when Mother Sky took revenge on Muriel.
Of course, this part may be a thought that comes to mind at an age when I have never experienced losing someone precious. If 26 and Adhai get hurt or die, I won’t be able to maintain my sanity either.
“I still don’t know why she’s staying here. It must be important. But I want to help her think again. Whether it’s worth risking separation from her family.”
She hopes her old friend doesn’t have to go through the same grief she did.
‘Should I leave it to you one more time?’
Her suggestion was hardly rational, but it didn’t really hurt me. From my perspective, it would be beneficial if this went well and I could receive regular help from Isabel.
Even if her persuasion fails, the situation won’t change much, as she’ll just have to think of another way to transport Coldblood.
“Okay. You know Isabel the best among us. Let’s talk about it properly tomorrow.”
“Thank you for trusting me.”
“And tomorrow, I’ll be taking MPS-05 with me. If we’re going to use this to hijack other ships, we’ll need this guy.”
“Need. Need.”
That was the end of the meeting about Isabel.
How effective will the long-standing relationship between the two be?
We’ll find out tomorrow.
–
The time when the night sun covered Berzan02.
Isabel returned to her lodgings after a hard day’s work.
She sat down on the old bed and started unwrapping the bandages on her feet. As she removed the bandages that she had been wearing all day because of work, her toes, regenerating from the hardened scabs, were revealed.
Coldbloods have a unique characteristic of their race, which is the characteristics of various internal organs. Thanks to this, they can adapt well to harsh environments and survive long periods of starvation. Even if they lose a body part like now, they can recover if they consume sufficient nutrition over a long period of time.
“… … .”
Even though she had physical abilities far superior to those of humans, she was not happy. No matter how great the crisis, she survived because of this cursed body. It was always her lot to watch the deaths of those she loved.
‘But there’s not much left now.’
She re-bandaged her healing toe and sat down at the table in the corner of the room. Then she took a tombstone out of a drawer.
It was a stone monument shaped like a diamond on a trump card.
She pulled out the wires that stretched under the table and connected them to the tombstone. The tombstone then began to glow and float into the air.
“You’re late.”
The voice coming from the tombstone was distorted, making it difficult to tell whether it was a man or a woman. Of course, Isabel knew who the owner of the voice was.
“I’m sorry I’m late because I had a lot of work to do.”
“What is the status of the ‘tool’?”
“The suitability has increased to 65%.”
“65%? Why did it suddenly become so slow?”
“I can’t confirm that either. However, judging from the physical reactions, it is slowly rising.”
At the end of each day, it was her job to report to the figure beyond the tombstone regarding matters related to the ‘plan’. Today was no different than usual.
But the other person didn’t seem to think that way.
“There can be no room for any deviation in the plan. The plan is already shaken by unexpected variables. If there is one more error here, there will be defectors.”
“… … .”
“The reason we saved you is because of your ‘eyes’. If you were blind, there would be no reason for us to be together anymore.”
Isabel shut her mouth at the cool warning coming from the tombstone.
It was thanks to the person I am contacting now that she was able to hide in Berzan 02 while being chased by the rankers of the ruling faction.
The reason why the opponent didn’t kill her is all because of the abilities she possesses.
“Name: Telepathy Communication Stone
Status: Working
… (Other information available)」
The world that Isabel, the 22nd ranked Cold Blood ranker, sees is different from others.
The world she perceives is information itself. Objects that others see as mere tombstones floating in the air appear differently to her.
Everything related to the tombstone, such as its name, its condition, its purpose, and who to contact, is transmitted to the brain through the eyes.
‘Cheonan of all creation’.
The special ability she received was the ability to read hidden information in objects. She could tell if the opponent was a ranker, what abilities they had, and if they were approaching her with hostility.
However, it was not completely omnipotent because information could only be obtained by looking at it with one’s own eyes.
In fact, the reason she was being chased by the rankers was because she had not been able to resolve that weakness. The rankers of the ruling faction attacked her and her companions with overwhelming force. She was the only one who was able to escape thanks to her special privilege.
The problem was the family she had with her. It was not easy to move secretly with dozens of people. If she had abandoned them, she would have been able to hide safely, but she did not do that.
Because sending off a precious person right before my eyes was enough just once.
Thanks to her abilities, she was able to escape for quite some time, even with up to 40 of her compatriots, but was eventually caught by the Cult Rankers.
Just when she thought everything was wrong, a man who introduced himself as Cynthia made her an offer she couldn’t refuse.
To serve their plans. If you do so, they will give you whatever you want.
“We are mobilizing all available resources to make the plan happen. If you leave, we will have to reconsider getting your twin sister back.”
When the other party brought up the matter of the contract, Isabel got up from her chair and fell face down before the stone monument floating in the air.
“…I will keep this in mind to ensure that something like this never happens again.”
The stone doesn’t have the ability to see who’s contacting you, but that doesn’t matter. She’ll be watching your every move through the surveillance devices hidden in your quarters.
As expected, a small sigh was heard from beyond the tombstone as she took a submissive attitude.
“Okay. The ‘tool’ won’t deviate from the planned route. There’s no need to do anything useless. Just report to me what the situation is.”
“All right.”
“Oh, and lastly. Your toe hurts. Why is that?”
Isabel paused at the other person’s question. Her fingertips trembled so slightly that it was difficult to notice unless you looked closely.
Finally she opened her mouth.
“I got pricked by a cactus thorn while preparing food at a hotel.”
“Cactus? Should I send you some medicine?”
“It’s okay since the necrotic part has already been removed. This body will get better soon.”
“Tsk, be careful.”
She lied calmly.
The wild cactus growing in Berzan 02 has a terrible paralyzing poison. On that note, since it is used as an ingredient in high-quality liquor, accidents like the one she mentioned happen often. That is why the other person did not seem to suspect anything.
“Then let’s stop here for today.”
“thank you.”
“Oh, and what I said earlier, I said it loudly on purpose because I thought you were shaking. Don’t worry too much about it.”
“it’s okay.”
“Yes. Just remember that we are the only humans in this world. The plan is for all of us. Do you understand?”
“yes.”
With those words, the light on the tombstone went out. She got up and cleaned up the tombstone.
“Ugh.”
Because of the surveillance system in the dormitory, she couldn’t even express her anger freely. All she could do was carefully grind her teeth as she did now.
‘Just hold on a little longer.’
If her secret plan works out, she’ll have one less thing to worry about, and she’ll have a lot more room to maneuver than she does now.
‘It was unexpected that Seo-ah and Morphbak came.’
I thought that if he was alive, he would come someday, because I still had the communicator I received from Choi Seo-ah.
But I didn’t know that the timing would be this good. On top of that, Morph Park, who was practically my enemy in the game, came along with me.
‘There was an orbital bombardment a while ago. It must have been because of him.’
She too had seen the modified brain-deads bombarding other cities. It was not uncommon for orbital weapons to bombard the most prosperous planets in the Empire. Perhaps the cults had a hand in killing the Morphbaks.
‘They think Morphbak is dead over there.’
The bastard was alive and well, using his camouflage. But instead of reporting the fact, Isabel chose to remain silent. It was to her advantage.
‘I wish I could ask for help, but it would be difficult.’
If it weren’t for Seo-ah, Morphbak would never help her.
I’ve seen many cases of players coming to this world becoming corrupted. If it’s the infamous Morphbak, it’s more likely to be worse, but it’s unlikely to be worse. It’s fortunate that he didn’t ask for the genetic essence and special privileges.
‘This time too. I have to finish it alone.’
She put the tombstone back in the drawer and lay down on the bed.
‘Wait. This time, I will definitely… .’
Isabel fell asleep, remembering her twin sisters, the beings of her past who had become her life and her purpose.
–
After spending the night on the airship, Sky Mother and I moved earlier than the time we had promised to Isabel.
To get food to give to the Coldblood slaves he’s hiding.
‘No matter what, I need to recover my health to some extent.’
Coldbloods can survive for long periods without food or water. However, this means that they can only survive. If they are injured or sick while starving, they can easily die.
It doesn’t matter whether you go with the ship-robbing operation I had in mind or a completely different operation. It’ll be difficult to use Vortex One’s power with a body like that.
“This, this, and that. Let’s buy this and go to the next store.”