The Military Chef of a Ruined World - Chapter 457
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Episode 457: The Ship of Theseus.
{The guy was big, so the yield was good. Avaros’ right arm was enough to replace all the tendons that had become a rag on the commander’s entire body.}
“… … .”
{Ah, the reason I used my right arm was because it was the best part of his body. After all, wasn’t it the material that the commander himself brought me? I’m not without a conscience. Of course, the best part was for the commander’s treatment… … .}
The guy continued to explain something proudly.
I didn’t have time to listen to that explanation.
‘Status window!’
As urgently as possible.
I turn my head and read the transparent window that appears before my eyes.
And the phrase written there is.
[Shin Young-jun]
[War Cook Lv.41]
[tribe]
[Primate – Human species(?)]
fortunately.
It was still marked as human.
“you……!”
but.
Still, I couldn’t calm my rising anger.
“What have you done… …!”
{Huh? What are you doing… … It’s just treatment.}
“You probably know that.”
It would be better if the guy did it without knowing anything.
I wouldn’t have been this angry.
“You were the one who said that I was on the verge of losing my humanity.”
{Oh, that’s what you were talking about.}
The guy mentioned it to me directly after examining my body.
If I do something wrong, I will leave humanity… … .
It was a situation where I might end up turning into a monster.
{You don’t have to worry about that part.}
but.
Despite my anger.
{Of course, I guess I never thought about that.}
Let me still grit my teeth and stare.
The guy continued his explanation nonchalantly.
{For example, the bed the commander is lying in right now.}
“okay.”
{I think that bed is old and worn out. Then, here.}
And crunch.
The monster’s fingers touched a part of the bed frame.
{This part could probably be replaced with another part.}
“Well… … that’s right.”
{Then, can we consider that bed as the original bed?}
In that regard.
I answered the question with a frown.
“yes.”
{Why? Some parts of the bed have been changed.}
“That’s true. There’s still a lot of the original part of this bed left.”
{Well, you could see it that way. Then this bed is older, next.}
Krunt.
The next thing I stabbed was the frame on the opposite side.
{What if this part is also split?}
“It’s still the same.”
{Then next, next.}
leg.
Mattress.
Wheels on a portable bed.
The guy pointed to a part of the bed and asked if it was the original bed.
I every time.
“It’s still the same.”
Still.
He replied that it could be seen as an original bed.
And then, before I knew it.
{Does the commander know?}
“… … ?”
{I just asked the question, none of the original parts of this bed are missing.}
Oh my god.
The monster’s mouth gapes open horribly.
{Then, let me ask you again. Even so… … can this bed be considered a real bed?}
To that question.
I don’t think deeply.
I gave an answer that was exactly like the way I usually think.
“I still think it’s the same.”
{Yes! That’s it!}
Okay then.
The guy shouted, his usual mischievous smile growing brighter.
{I went ahead with this surgery because I knew the commander would be the one to give that answer.}
“What is that…? So? What’s the answer to that question? Are you saying that what I said is correct?”
{Where can there be a correct answer to a question like this? If there is a correct answer, then that is.}
Swish.
The guy pointing at me with that finger.
{You could say that it depends on how each person perceives it.}
“… … ?”
{There are many problems in the world that cannot be easily answered. And how to accept that problem… is up to the person facing the problem to decide.}
It’s definitely not the main body though.
The giant monster opened its eyes wide.
He looked at me with those crazy eyes and said.
{The Commander, in response to that question… … defined that even if all the parts of the bed were replaced, the bed would still be the same as the original bed. If so, then that would be the correct answer for the Commander.}
“… … .”
{There aren’t many people who would give the same answer as the commander. Even so, he gave that answer as if it were obvious. Perhaps… … Even before I asked the question, the commander was unconsciously contemplating it.}
In that regard.
One thing came to mind.
{And… … at the end of those worries that even I wasn’t aware of.}
“… … .”
{You already have the answer.}
A while ago.
When I leave Gyeonggi-do.
-This is just my guess, Senior. The meat of the monsters we’ve eaten so far would have become our blood and flesh even if it was cooked.
A junior who had been teaching me all along gave it to me.
One realization.
-The chef’s potential is… … .
After the day of destruction.
No, even before that.
I have eaten non-human things and made my body out of them.
In other words,
What makes up my body now is probably.
‘There is more of a monster than a human.’
Still.
I still remain human.
-It might be a bit more open than we thought.
Even I haven’t fully accepted it yet.
That very realization.
[Dokgo Gu-shik]
I reached for the kitchen knife that was lying next to the bed.
He swung that cleaver.
Chomp!
The person I swung my knife at was.
The skin and flesh of my wrists.
[Food ingredient identification (reinforcement)]
I am in it… … .
I looked at my tendons.
{It is up to the owner of the bed, or the bed itself, to decide whether the bed is its original bed or not.}
and.
What’s inside it.
{And the commander already has the answer.}
It doesn’t belong to the monster called [Abalos].
{Ah, that’s interesting.}
[Primate – Human species tendon]
[A bloodline with unique magical powers compared to those of other human species.]
{What kind of realization did you have that led you to this answer… … .}
It was human.
* * *
“… … .”
I stared blankly at my wrist.
I looked at the tendons inside it.
This is the realization that my junior in Seoul gave me.
That realization.
Even as my body is being replaced by something that is not human.
‘My identity.’
me.
It was fixing me as a human being.
“So, does that mean that no matter what happens in the future, I will never escape being human… …?”
{That’s not it. The commander’s enlightenment seems to be immature in some aspects. Among them, the part he hesitates the most is… … Fiji.}
“blood?”
{That is the source of that strange vitality.}
It was a monster that looked at me with sparkling eyes.
The guy took a few steps back and continued speaking calmly.
{That blood is too much for the commander. If not done properly, it could exceed 50%.}
“hmm.”
{Let’s take that bed as an example again. If that bed breaks and more than 50% of its parts are replaced with the parts of the bed next to it, can that be considered the original bed?}
This made some sense.
Even though my body is mixed with various foreign substances, I still recognize it as a human being.
“It would be closer to the bed next to it.”
{That’s it.}
If more than half of my body is from one species.
I’m saying that I perceive it as not being human.
{Perhaps the enlightenment that the Legion Commander has gained is still in the process of being absorbed into his body. That is why the same question can yield different answers just by slightly changing the conditions.}
“… … Is this how it’s supposed to be?”
I said, tilting my head.
“The answer changes depending on your perception. That’s so unscientific.”
It depends on what you think.
It is said that one’s race is determined.
Although I myself thought so, it was a part that was difficult to understand with human common sense.
{That’s the native species… … common sense of the legion commander race.}
To my words:
The guy said, clenching his fist.
{The power of the will to live is stronger than you think, Commander.}
“… … .”
{It sometimes has the power to even change one’s own identity.}
and.
I blankly stared at the face of the guy who continued talking with enthusiasm.
-Crew, uh… … .
That’s what I hear.
A monster that the guy seems to be using as a terminal.
The monster’s face was so horrifying that it was difficult to look at it for more than 10 seconds.
{This is the same in treatment. If the patient’s will is broken, even if it is a mild illness, treatment cannot continue. However.}
If you look at what he says, what should I say?
{If only the will remains! No matter how difficult the goal may be… … the spark of hope remains alive.}
More positive about life than even the most positive people.
It was full of passion and hope.
‘Saying something like that with that face… I’m going crazy.’
It was a little absurd though.
There are many aspects of otherworldly monsters that are difficult to judge with human common sense.
I thought about it that way, and thought it would be better for me to adapt to that appearance.
“Anyway, how many more surgeries do I have to have before my body returns to normal?”
{Well, I guess that’s what it is.}
“Do I have to pay a new price every time?”
{That’s true for now. But I hope you don’t feel bad about it. I think this treatment is also a loss.}
“A loss?”
{The monster that the commander brought was certainly valuable, but the most valuable part of it was given to the commander.}
With arms crossed.
A guy who answers with a tone that seems a little dissatisfied.
{I paid for all the other materials needed for the treatment myself. As far as I know, there are few beings in the entire universe who can perform this level of treatment. This is not a joke. If we look at it objectively, it is a loss for me.}
“… … .”
{As I said, I want to have friendly relations with the natives. I’m willing to take this loss for that relationship. But if you talk about fraud or something… … I’m upset.}
surprisingly.
According to the taste felt in [Taste Enhancement], those words were true.
‘This guy is honest.’
This guy.
He was answering my questions honestly and confidently, without any trickery.
To a degree that is a little embarrassing for me.
‘It’s a friendly relationship.’
Honestly, it was pretty awkward.
The monsters are trying so hard to establish friendly relations with us first.
Whatever the reason, I was benefiting from it.
“To be honest, I feel like the treatment right now is really great.”
After I woke up in bed.
I said, moving my body slightly.
“It’s at this level, but does that mean there’s still that much treatment left?”
{Hmm. That must be… …the commander’s mistake.}
“Mistake?”
{When did you think your body started to break down, Commander?}
In that regard.
I thought about it for a moment and then answered.
“It’s probably been about three months.”
{indeed.}
That’s when I started using [Frenzy] in Gyeonggi-do.
but.
{That’s the part that’s wrong.}
“what?”
That doctor’s thoughts.
It looked different from mine.
{The commander’s health started to deteriorate much earlier than that.}
“… … ?”
{It was only three months ago that I started to notice it. My physical condition had been steadily getting worse. And.}
The monster.
He reached out to me cautiously.
{The power of the native species seems to be growing at an incredible rate. The commander is probably one of the strongest among them. His growth must have been quite steep, right?}
“Uh… … Well, that’s the case for now.”
{I can tell you with confidence as a doctor, Your Majesty.}
Clear and crisp.
The guy who grabbed my hand and spoke while looking at my hand.
{After you become a certain level of strength… … you will never experience your ‘optimal condition’ even once.}
“Huh, huh?”
{I realized it when I first examined him. The potential dormant within the commander’s body was beyond imagination… …but that potential was not being realized due to his terribly damaged body.}
My level is 41.
Even though it is not a combat job, its level is overwhelming.
Still, I’ve only ever been able to show off my level 41 prowess on a handful of occasions.
{And, if it were me.}
maybe.
The result of overusing the overlapping effects of [Absolute Taste].
Without me even knowing, my body’s condition had been steadily worsening.
and.
I could guess one more fact.
{That all that potential can be revived!}
If you get all of that guy’s ‘treatments’.
I will be able to gain strength that I have never experienced before.