I Made a Game Featuring Constellations - Chapter 41
Lewd Wisdom (4)
Creak
Clang
With the sound of the iron door closing, the girl opened her eyes.
Rustle
“……”
The girl slowly raised herself.
Changed…
The space she was in had completely transformed from what it was before.
And more than anything… the sensation of perceiving all this had become strange.
“End…!”
Suddenly, vast knowledge implanted in her mind and her dramatically heightened intelligence.
The girl was confused by how drastically different she had become from her former self.
“It hurts…”
Though she had no external injuries, blood was flowing from her nose, perhaps as an aftereffect of excessive experimentation.
“I said it hurts…”
With the memories implanted deep inside her brain, the girl grasped the situation she was in.
A repository of human knowledge and a test subject for the New Humanity Project.
As the sole survivor of that experiment, she was classified separately and given special treatment.
Of course, even with special treatment, she was still confined in a dirty iron cage like an animal.
“…Everyone’s dead.”
Friends she met after being sold by her parents during a famine and becoming a test subject.
They had endured, comforting each other with the hope that they could leave this place together once the experiment was over.
To think they died so futilely.
“I’m sorry… everyone… I’m really sorry…!”
Tears like chicken droppings streamed down the girl’s face.
The girl, who had been sobbing for a long time, grabbed the iron bars and stood up.
Nothing changes by mourning her friends in sorrow here.
Instead, she devises a way to escape from this place, even if only a little.
And someday, she will take revenge on those who put her and her friends in this situation.
That was what the girl had to do.
With the dramatically advanced intelligence and the knowledge directly imprinted on her brain through experiments, it was entirely possible.
The girl sat cross-legged and focused.
She selected and classified the information she could gather from her current location, storing it in her mind until it reached an incomprehensible point.
Inside her head, the laboratory was drawn as a three-dimensional picture.
One year.
Within one year, she would complete all the analysis and escape from this place.
The girl’s eyes burned fiercely.
Time passed and passed.
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The girl was periodically taken out by the researchers of Sector 1 to have various measurements checked and to be the subject of experiments.
It was a terrible and painful experiment where the lid of her brain was opened with spatial cutting magic, her brain was fiddled with, and various parts of her body were cut and reattached, altering her internal nerves, but the girl endured it and focused on the information she could gather from outside.
In the meantime, two more girls were brought into the iron cage where she was.
Muriah-17-06, who seemed to be about the same age as the girl, and Muriah-25-03, who was a bit younger.
They were the only survivors of the same experiment as the girl.
This meant that the experiment had progressed to the 25th phase, and all the other subjects had died except for the three of them, including her.
“Seventy-seven sister… I’m in so much pain…”
The girl embraced Muria-25-03, Sam-Sami, who had just arrived last.
Then she patted her head gently and blew on it.
“Now it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt. Let all the pain fly away, poof.”
“…Hehe. It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
Sam-Sami clung tightly to the girl’s collarbone.
Even such a young child subjected to such cruel experiments…
The girl’s heart burned with a complicated mix of emotions.
No matter what, she had to escape with these children.
The girl steeled her resolve.
“Yuk-Yuki, you came from Liverhild, right…?”
“Yeah. It’s a beautiful town with a river flowing through green meadows.”
“I want to see it someday…”
“When we go there, I’ll show you around.”
“Do you think there will be fish in the river?”
“There will be plenty! I used to catch lots of fish there.”
A strange place name with more knowledge implanted in their minds than they could learn by going there themselves.
Nevertheless, the girls tried to deny that knowledge and imagined themselves playing in that river.
“Do you know? When princesses are kidnapped by bad people, princes come to rescue them. And then they get married.”
“A princess is the king’s daughter and a prince is the king’s son, right? So, they marry their siblings?”
“No, silly. It’s a prince from another country.”
“Oh.”
The conversation was meaningless, but the girls continued talking to forget their pain.
“Do you think there will be a prince to save us?”
“If we were princesses, there would have been.”
“You never know. There might be a prince somewhere who will save us as princesses.”
Born into a lowly status, they had not experienced much, but vast knowledge was implanted in their minds.
Their conversation topics were plentiful.
“All fifty attempts of Muria have failed.”
“Shall we prepare for the fifty-first?”
“No, it’s enough. Further experiments are meaningless. Focus on the remaining three subjects.”
The experiments inflicted on the three girls became increasingly harsh.
“Endure! Do you know how much money and time has been spent on you? Bear with that little pain!”
The experiment to create the pinnacle of human brains, the god of artificial knowledge, was reaching its climax.
“Chilchili sister…”
“Are you okay?”
When the girl, tattered from the experiment, returned, the two girls warmly embraced her.
“I’m okay… just a little tired…”
Muria-25-03, who had been pondering if there was any way, suddenly jumped up.
“Chilchili sister! I discovered something amazing!”
“…Something amazing?”
“Look at this!”
The girl started drawing on the straw pile that covered the floor.
(i)
“You… what are you drawing right now?”
“This is the reproductive organ humans use to reproduce, and we all have one!”
“…I know that.”
“But when a woman and a man get married, the man’s reproductive organ fits into the woman’s reproductive organ like custom-made bricks!”
Muria-25-03, like a child who had found something fascinating, excitedly continued her drawing.
“Like this!”
“……Oh.”
It was nothing much, just a drawing, but the girls felt a strange pull.
The urge to reproduce, embedded in their genes.
“……Maybe I want to try it sometime.”
“But I don’t want to do it with just anyone.”
“Ideally, it’d be with a prince! Hehehe.”
Unstoppable teenage girls.
“What would we do if a prince ends up with one of us later?”
“Um… couldn’t we just all three marry the prince?”
“Eh. The prince might only want one of us.”
“Then, let’s just bless and give way to whoever the prince chooses. How’s that?”
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that request.
“Ugh… still, I’m not into it. It’s disgusting.”
“That’s what makes it hot.”
“They say the tentacle goes into your nipple.”
“Nah. No way. How could that even happen?”
“There’s info in the labyrinth guide saying it can happen if you fall into a sensory deprivation trap, so be careful.”
“The labyrinth is a scary place.”
“This… what’s the principle behind this ‘personality jelly’ thing?”
“They say it’s just a product of imagination. Excreting a personality, like, there’s no way that’s magically possible. Of course, it’s hot though.”
“If it were possible, wouldn’t it be totally terrifying? Trapped forever inside jelly, unable to do anything… it’s better to just die.”
“I’d probably just stop thinking right away.”
The more depraved their fantasies became, the more hormones secreted, masking their pain.
The girls’ gossip sessions were a chance, however small, to forget the grimness of their situation and the agony of the experiments.
An undeniably happy… unforgettable time.
Should they not escape?
What if the kids get hurt trying to escape?
If they could just stay here and share fun stories together… wouldn’t that be okay?
Having something to lose made the girl afraid.
Her resolute decision gradually weakened.
Unaware of the dreadful ending that awaited them.
“Muria-25-03! Experiment time!”
The memory of despair, which remains as eternal regret, was revived in a dream.
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