Became an Evolving Space Monster - Chapter 343
Only Noblemtl
If the captor tries to escape, they usually threaten to kill him or tell him not to go because it is dangerous. It is rare for them to tell him not to go because it is not suitable for movement.
Besides, that guy has been calling her a test subject since earlier.
“Now that I think about it, in its current state, it is impossible for the subject to check its own body. I will help you.”
As soon as the other person finished speaking, the sound of metal rubbing against metal was heard and the vision shifted. The bed she was lying on was raised like a chair.
Thanks to that, she knew exactly where she was. And where the foul smell that had been bothering her all along was coming from.
The only thing that could be described as neat in the space surrounding her was the ceiling. The walls were bare, with exposed steel frames and wires, like a building that hadn’t been renovated, and the floor was strewn with large and small machines and equipment with cables connected to them.
The machines were filled with cult corpses and chunks of unidentifiable black meat. Beneath them was a pool of red blood and black liquid.
‘What, what is all this?!’
“A considerable amount of organic matter is needed to regenerate the body of ‘Little Brother’, but Giga Cracker does not have a cultivation facility. Those are the organic matter supplied by Aimorph.”
The other person spoke as if answering her question.
“But when it came time to transplant my brother’s brain, we couldn’t get fresh organic material. We had frozen test subjects, but that wasn’t enough.”
Then the owner of the voice appeared.
‘!’
A spider with several metal legs and a human female head stood on top of a bloody slaughterhouse. The creature was holding something precious with its bare skeletal legs.
“So I reused the organic matter that made up my body to create a temporary body that could carry out minimal life activities.”
The monster that introduced itself as PS-111 was holding another ‘monster’.
A face that was a mixture of human, coldblood, and machine parts, with an elongated body made up of cult body parts attached underneath. If the being she was talking to was a spider with a human head, then that monster was closer to a civet with a haphazardly grafted intelligence onto it.
‘A monster made of intelligent beings? No way?’
Only then did she realize what it was that had been talking to her.
There is only one chimera in Space Survival, a hybrid of biology and machine: the Screamer, the cursed bioweapon of the Star Union.
“I have made a mistake in my thinking, so I will correct it. My brother is not a monster. I have obtained all the necessary materials, so above all, I will complete it into a superior and efficient body.”
As he said that, PS-111 pulled out a hand mirror from his blood-soaked clothes. He then looked at Alshas in the mirror.
‘uh?’
“The subject’s arms, legs, and various organs were used to create my brother’s body and for experiments.”
She looked at her reflection in the mirror and felt her blood run cold.
There is a cult with only a head and torso left on a chair-shaped bed.
Her arms, legs, and her enchanting silver hair were all gone. Not only that, but there were cables and wires stuck in her head, and a thick oxygen tube was stuck in her neck.
The cultist who looked so miserable was none other than Alshas himself.
“Aimoff said that as long as I don’t die, I can leave only my head, and do whatever I want with the rest.”
‘Wait a minute, wait a minute!’
“Currently, the arms are used to supplement this part, and the legs are used to supplement this part. Since the compatibility is excellent, next we will extract the long-term part.”
PS-111 kindly explained, pointing to different parts of the horrific monster’s body with his sharp hooked claws.
At that sight, she immediately understood what he was trying to do. The monster was planning to use her as material for the Screamer.
‘Oh, no! I don’t want to be a Screamer!’
“I will only use your body, and Aimorph will consume your brain and head, so you don’t have to worry.”
‘In that case, just kill me! I don’t want to live as a slave forever!’
Alshas pleaded with tears and snot running down his face.
PS-111 carefully placed the upper body of his artificial life form down and approached her. He bent down and brought his pale, metallic face close to hers.
“Aimoff said. The reason your brother’s body is collapsing due to an unknown virus is because of the test subject, no, because of you.”
‘It’s because of me? What on earth did I do!’
Alshas didn’t know who the monster was who said he was his brother. He just felt wronged because he didn’t know why he had to suffer like this.
But PS-111 had no intention of explaining this in detail. The monster that had put down the mirror raised its hooked claws.
“You don’t need to know. I’ll stop explaining here and move on to the next step.”
‘Okay, next step? Eek?!’
“You won’t feel any pain thanks to the neurotoxin I injected.”
Even as his body was being dismembered alive, Alshas’ eyes continued to waver.
The only thing watching her silent screams was the red camera lens, the eyes of PS-111.
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“It’s so fluffy and delicious!”
“Taste” “Unique” “First time” “I ate it”
“I never imagined that Vortex One would taste like this.”
On top of the hangar, three monsters are having a meal and chatting.
Before them lay the corpse of Vortex One, boasting an enormous size.
“It would be good if the older ones could eat it too.”
“Agree” “Big man” “Food” “I like it”
“I’m tired, so it’s better to just let me rest for now.”
The golden-furred griffon turned its head, appeasing the other two monsters.
Wherever their amber eyes turned, there lay a beast as huge as the corpse before them.
A space monster that defeated the ‘Ring of Agony’, one of the demons of the universe.
Aimorph, who was loved by Sea Demon and Red Gallagon, was now in a deep sleep.
‘It was definitely difficult.’
Even though the guy was covered in wounds from his fight with a strong enemy, he couldn’t rest right away.
Because there was still some urgent work he needed help with.
In Berzan02, the guy first sent PS-111 to Giga Cracker to save 22nd ranker Isabel. Then he sent her to use Giga Cracker as a joker.
She returned to Gigacracker thanks to Aimov, and checked on the situation of PS-111 and Isabel.
And I realized that Aimov’s predictions were very much off the mark.
‘I thought the organic matter was all gone.’
The Gigacracker was not a research vessel, so it did not have a separate cell culture facility on board. But Aimov was not particularly worried, because there were quite a few corpses of No. 26, Adhai, and the crew she had hunted stored there.
However, PS-111 said that a human corpse alone would not be enough to create a suitable body for Isabel. They would have to mix various genes to complement each other so that the mutant Screamer could function without problems.
Now that I think about it, I’ve heard from Aimoff before. It seems like the rankers who created the mutant screamers also went through a lot of trial and error.
Because of that, when she arrived at Giga Cracker, PS-111 had already taken his own body and used it to create Isabel’s body. Thanks to his sacrifice, Isabel was able to overcome a great crisis.
‘I don’t know if it’s right to say that we’ve overcome the crisis.’
Isabel’s former body completely collapsed due to the aftermath of summoning Vortex One. PS-111 only saved her twin sister’s brain, eyes, and a few other organs. Of course, it was thanks to his quick response that he was able to save those parts.
First of all, according to the guy, since the brain damage was somehow prevented, there won’t be any problems with his intelligence even if he is resurrected in a new body.
Actually, that was the problem.
Even if she is resurrected in that state in a new body, whether she should be considered Isabel or not, the question is whether she will be able to adapt well to the new body. If she is not careful, she might end up resenting PS-111 for resurrecting her as a monster.
‘still….’
As we live, we can hate someone, and we can also let go of that hatred.
It would be a shame to let her go like this. She has suffered for her sister and deserves to be happy with her family.
Anyway, she had to quickly rescue a large number of corpses, so she relayed this information to Aimov as soon as the Ring of Agony died. He also realized that the situation was urgent and moved immediately.
‘Still, I never thought you’d ask me to use Vortex One’s corpse.’
As soon as he heard her words, the guy took off a piece of Vortex One’s body and moved it to the hangar. He thought that having Vortex One’s body would help him create Isabelle’s new body.
‘Besides, you said I would need it too.’
As Aimoff said, there is an item among Wolf’s exclusive equipment that requires Vortex One’s flesh as a material. If you obtain that equipment, you will gain an effect similar to raising the level of divinization by half.
‘I told you that you secretly care about me.’
They say it’s insurance, but both he and she know very well that they don’t really think that way.
‘… Well, the next thing I knew, they brought in a bunch of cult corpses.’
The next thing he brought back after Vortex One’s corpse was the corpse of a cult member from the surveillance office.
The aftermath of the battle between Aimoff and the Ring of Agony resulted in a massive casualty inside the Overwatch. The creature was carrying corpses full of their intact arms and tentacles and dumping them into the hangar. Most of them were cultists, but there were also quite a few slaves, which pleased PS-111.
Immediately after retrieving a bunch of corpses, the guy returned to his original form. I thought he would collapse right away like before since the buff had worn off, but surprisingly, he endured.
Because Alshas still remained.
The guy used Aimov’s special extrasensory senses to find and bring back the airship that was floating around the surveillance office. Alshas, who was inside, tried to escape somehow, but failed.
‘If we had planned to fight, it would have been quite annoying.’
The panicked man was defeated by PS-111, who came to get the body. Aimoff left PS-111 in charge of Alshas’s treatment and immediately fell asleep.
Since the guy was asleep, she took care of the rest.
The 40 Coldblood slaves rescued by Isabel and MPS-05. The airship they were on was drifting in the orbit of Berzan 02, so they had to be brought in.
It wasn’t particularly difficult, so it was over quickly, and the Coldbloods are currently resting in the cabin that the Gigacracker crew used.
After all that was over, they left the Aur Constellation. Gigacracker, who had traveled at superluminal speeds, is now wandering around an unclaimed constellation.
‘Come to think of it, I guess I should think about the treatment of slaves.’
The battle was over, but there was still a lot of work to be done. She glanced at Aimov, who was sleeping as if dead.
‘I can think about it later.’
We can discuss the rest when he wakes up.
‘Discussing with Aimoff. If it was a game, you’d think I was crazy.’
“Ugly Friend” “Big Grown-up” “Why” “Looking at You?”
“huh?”
“Since earlier” “Continued” “I saw it”
“Huh? Oh, that’s… .”
The unexpected question left a feeling of bewilderment in her thoughts.
“Ugly Friend” “Big Grown-up” “Do You Care?”
“Nerve? Me? That’s ridiculous. I’m Morphbak… big, why do you care about him?”
“Are you worried about the middle baby and the big baby? Are you concerned?”
“No. Not at all.”
“Really? Really?”
“Emotion” “Suspicious” “Suspicious”
The guys who usually fought over trivial things somehow got along so well.
“Oh, that’s not it. Actually, I think the big baby is hungry.”
“Big man” “Sure” “Strength” “A lot” “Use” “Stomach” “Are you hungry?”
“That’s right! It’s been like this before too!”
I just shot it with my mind, and surprisingly, it worked.
“Let’s cut it into delicious chunks and give it to them!”
“Agree” “Eat” “Strength” “Become stronger”
The two monsters stopped questioning her and prepared to feed the Vortex One meat to Aimov.
‘phew.’
Seeing that sight, she let out a small sigh and took a bite of Vortex One’s flesh.
The taste of meat that the amber-eyed griffon sensed was a rich chocolate flavor.
The first thing I felt when I woke up was sweetness.
The rich taste of chocolate filled my mouth, making my jaw ache.
“There’s still some left, so eat a lot.”
“Grrr”
“Big adult” “Younger peer” “Similar”
“Grrrrr?”
“compliment”
The next thing I knew after the tongue-melting sweetness was that my heads on either side were moving.
I slowly opened my eyes.
“Big man” “I’m awake”
“Even big babies eat this”
As soon as I opened my eyes, a black lump of flesh was pushed into my mouth. It was the flesh of the Vortex One I had brought with me before I went to sleep.
Number 26 and Adhai were diligently shoving food into my mouth while I was sleeping.
Judging from the fact that there were almost no Vortex One corpses left in the hangar that were piled up all over, it seems like they kept putting them in even while I was asleep.
‘It reminds me of the old days.’