I Became an Evolving Space Monster

The next morning I left the mansion with PS-111.

Today, Heavenly Mother decided to stay with the children.

Although the owner of the mansion pretended to have gone away, it is still strange that no one is there. When someone visits the mansion in person, it is much more natural for the managing slave to show his/her face. Actually, the house itself is in a remote place, so there is a good chance that someone will come, but you never know.

“I’m looking forward to meeting people who know me.”
“Did you see it yesterday?”
“This is my first time seeing it with my own eyes.”

The guy pointed at his eyes with his claw. The red camera lens that replaces the eyeball repeatedly expanded and contracted.

It has been like this since yesterday until now. Even though most of the body was made up of machines, the anticipation and excitement inside was clearly visible.

‘This is my first time meeting someone who knows about the original.’

After watching a video of the Mutant Screamer being made on Pyrrha Eleven’s ship, PS-111 began to wonder what her original was. Since I have never been to Star Union territory, I was unable to answer that question.

The dead 18th ranker Penelope and her twin sister, Isabel, would be able to grant his wish.

I boarded the airship with PS-111 on board and moved to where the warehouses were located.

A warehouse area where each warehouse becomes one block and is stacked like a huge pyramid. At the bottom of the pyramid, there is a large warehouse rented in the name of Charas.

After landing in front of the warehouse, I got off first. When I authenticated with Charas’ terminal pad in a warehouse operated by an automated system, the shielded door opened immediately.

PS-111, who was holding the control stick, entered the warehouse along with the airship.

“There are no cameras here. “It’s okay to get off.”

The biological machine heard my words and crawled out of the airship, moving its eight long legs.

“When can I see ‘Little Brother’?”
“It will take a few more hours.”
“They said they were twins, so they would be genetically identical to me.”
“Well, maybe.”
“I can’t believe I’m facing another ‘me’ that hasn’t been duplicated. “It’s an impressive experience.”

In fact, it is unlikely that it will be the same as he thought. The fact that Isabel and Penelope are twins is a story in the real world.

Looking at the current trend, players who fall into space survival are born with bodies that are completely different from those in reality. There are many cases where not only the body has changed, but the person is no longer human.

So the two sisters probably don’t have much in common other than being of the same race. The time when you came to this world in the first place will be very different.

But talking about this would make it too complicated, so I decided to just keep quiet.

Time continued to pass like that, and it soon became time for him to come. As I continued to wait, I heard someone knocking on the door outside.

‘You’re here.’

I operated the warehouse terminal and opened the door. Isabel is seen wearing cloth clothing that covers her entire body and a gray mask. Since there were cameras there, I disguised myself to sneak in.

The guy greeted me with a slight nod and quickly walked towards PS-111.

“nice to see you. “This is PS-111.”
“….”

Isabel silently took off her gray mask and stretched out her hand. PS-111 leaned down to make it easier for him to touch her face.

The thin and delicate hand moved slowly and touched PS-111’s face.

Isabel’s hands trembled as they touched the cold metal skin. I can feel his emotions fluctuating.

“…As expected of you, my sister. “It’s almost exactly like I remember.”

The guy threw away his mask and stroked PS-111’s face with both hands.

“Do you know my face?”
“Of course I know. “I’ve been looking at my sister’s face for years, but wouldn’t you know it?”
“I am Coldblood. “My face now is very different from the original.”

Isabel shook her head at PS-111’s words.

“Have you ever wondered why your once broken sister became like this?”
“That’s thanks to the energy of the main controller that makes up my body and the organic matter provided by Amorph.”
“Then why did it look like this? “It could be more efficient.”

PS-111, whose body is made up of more than 80% of machinery, always speaks without hesitation. But this time, even he didn’t dare deny it.

‘Now that you think about it, does that mean so?’

This was something I didn’t really question until Isabelle pointed it out.

‘Current PS-111’ was created by absorbing No. 26’s psychic power and the organic matter I provided after it was destroyed while fighting Ice Horror. Compared to the Mutant Screamer produced by Star Union, the difference in appearance is very significant.

Even looking at the Mutant Screamer designed by Pyrrha Eleven, it was closer to a hybrid with its genes randomly added, and was not a stereotyped form like this one.

‘It was as if there was an intangible framework.’

This is especially true for the face area. Its face is getting closer and closer to that of a human woman. Other than the red eyes and pale chrome skin, there is no significant difference from the human face.

Isabel lifted her heel and further narrowed the distance between herself and PS-111. The cold blood’s distinctive protruding snout got close enough to touch the light chrome skin.

“This is my real sister’s face.”

The guy spoke in a firm voice.

“Real face?”
“huh. My sister is like that, and so am I. “This is my face before my body became what it is now.”
“Does that mean my brother and I’s bodies changed?”
“I don’t know exactly, but I think it’s similar.”
“They were both test subjects. “I have learned important information, so I will record it.”

Isabelle laughed at PS-111’s strange reaction.

“There are many things I want to ask my brother.”
“Please call me Isabel, not sister.”
“Unable to confirm. There is insufficient authority to reclassify the code name to ‘Isabel’. sorry.”
“Well. I can’t. “What do you want to ask?”

Isabelle asked in a soft voice. His attitude was so finite that I could never imagine what it was like when he fought with me.

PS-111 was excited like a child receiving a gift, and Isabelle turned into a completely different person. It was a sight that neither of them had ever seen before.

I watched the guys chatting happily from afar.

Surprisingly, Isabel didn’t ask too many questions. Perhaps because he knew the other person’s memory was incomplete, he spent time answering PS-111’s questions.

After about an hour, Isabelle, who was sitting next to PS-111, stood up. He put his gray mask back on and approached me.

“Go already?”
“huh. “I’m busy today, so I have to go early.”
“Right.”
“Thank you for providing this opportunity.”

The hostile attitude from when we first met was nowhere to be seen.

“I’ll see you more often in the future, so there’s no need to thank me anymore.”
“…I see.”
“There are a lot of things I want to ask.”

The guy who heard me made a sound similar to laughter. The guy who first smiled at me left the warehouse right after that.

“how is it? Was it a satisfying time?”
“If I could feel regret, it would be that I couldn’t be with my younger brother anymore.”
“I’m glad you like it.”

After Isabelle left, PS-111 approached me.

“In particular, gathering unexpected information gave me a new purpose.”
“New purpose?”
“yes.”

As I was fiddling with the terminal to leave the warehouse, the guy next to me started chatting.

“My brother said I had many family members in the past.”
“family? Ah, you mean the underground cold blood.”
“yes. Although they are biologically unrelated entities, they say that my original copy was obtained by making an irrational decision.”
“okay?”

I thought it was Isabelle who saved me, but I guess that wasn’t the case.

‘Did he take over what 18th place saved?’
“My younger sister judged them to be her older sister’s legacy and provided them with continuous material resources.”

As if reading my thoughts, he immediately answered my questions.

‘That’s why you looked awkward.’

Whenever the slaves called her the savior, Isabel had a strange reaction. I assumed it was because he was hot, but it wasn’t.

The real savior is not her, but her older sister.

As PS-111 puts it, the 40 Coldbloods were the legacy left behind by her twin sister.

‘Is it a sense of responsibility or a sense of debt?’

The sense of responsibility to protect those left behind by my sister, and the sense of debt that comes from being the only survivor every time I see them. These two things are probably the factors that bind Isabel.

“But my brother, even though he was a slave, he maintained irrational judgment. “If it were Amorph, he would have eaten everything to minimize his weaknesses.”

I wanted to deny that it wasn’t so, but I couldn’t. In fact, if it were me, there is a high possibility that it would happen.

“It’s not for me to say, but ‘irrational judgment’ is not necessarily a bad thing.”
“Is that so?”
“If I had just stuck to my rational judgment like you said, there would be no one left around me.”

When I found out that No. 26 was a Sea Demon, I thought about it, but ended up not eating it.

When I first met the mutant Gallagon Aadhai, I debated whether to eat it or not, but chose to keep it alive.

Heavenly Mother did not take her life to keep it as insurance, but now she has become a reliable ally.

“I was planning on killing you too at first. “Because it was too dangerous.”
“I agree. “I was a collection of imperfect elements, so it makes sense to get rid of them.”
“But you didn’t.”
“Did you invest because you thought it would be useful in the future?”
“It’s not exact, but it’s similar.”

In my case, I did it because I thought it would be more beneficial for the kids to be with me. The fact that 18th ranked Penelope rescued a slave must be understood in a completely different context.

‘It was probably a decision made for moral reasons.’

Although I have never met Penelope in person in this world, I guess that is the case based on the appearance of her twin sister, Isabel.

He took pity on the slaves who lived in misery and tried to help them.

‘If you look at it that way, it seems similar.’

The younger sister, who is a slave herself, takes care of other slaves, and the older sister tries to save her fellow countrymen who are leading unhappy lives.

The two looked so similar as if they were standing in front of a mirror. So much so that you could call them savior sisters. However, there is no need for the sisters to face the same end.

‘If he leaves here, most of the things that bother him will disappear.’

18th place’s legacy is that she will live in a safe place, and PS-111 will relieve the pain that comes from losing her sister to some extent. Even if a heartache remains, no one knows what will happen next.

“I am interested in what consequences irrational judgment will cause. “We will continue to monitor the families left behind by the original.”
“okay. “Once you leave here, you’ll be able to see it again.”

Having adjusted the warehouse door to open automatically when the airship approaches, I boarded the airship with PS-111.

“Or have a good talk with Isabelle. “He would know better than you.”
“I agree. “You will be a great help to my development.”
“It’s a good thing because we are good sisters.”

It would be a great benefit to me if the PS-111 were further upgraded.

Also, Isabel would want to be by her sister’s side. I was convinced after seeing him today. There is a high possibility that he will move with me to take care of PS-111.

‘If Isabel becomes an ally, we can easily respond to threats from other rankers.’

The reason I had moved secretly to avoid the rankers so far was because I lacked information about my enemies. If I had Isabel, I would be able to move much more proactively.

The information and potential he has. It’s not a bad harvest.

PS-111 and I returned to the mansion with happy hearts.

And the next day.

Sky Mother and I waited in the dark alley where we met him.

But no matter how long I waited, Isabelle did not appear.

–

When Sihyeon Eugene opened his eyes, he thought for a moment that he had not yet woken up from his dream.

After obtaining the artifact, she always slept in a bio capsule. However, the sensation felt throughout my body was far from the artificial comfort unique to the bio capsule.

A mat that gently massages the back and waist, with a moderate weight that can be felt on the chest. These are all things that cannot be felt in a bio capsule.

Currently, she is lying on a luxurious bed. Only after realizing this did she realize that she had fainted.

“Are you awake?”

At that time, the door opened and a familiar face walked in.

The other person was a maid who took care of her at the hotel. Coldblood, who was unusually short in stature, crossed the large room and placed a tray with a towel and a cup on it next to the bed.

“here is?”
“This is the recovery room. “We found him collapsed in his room and moved him here.”

After saying that, the Coldblood maid handed Sihyeon a drink.

“It is a juice made from ground wild cactus and various fruits. “It will relieve your headache.”

After hearing that it would relieve pain, Sihyeon immediately drank the juice. And I was surprised.

I thought it would be something I usually say, but the effect was amazing. The pain that felt like my entire head was being pressed with a press disappeared.

“…Good.”
“If you wish, I will check to see if we can supply juice to the ship right now.”
“That…it couldn’t be better. request.”

Sihyeon’s ship is scheduled to leave Berzan 02 this morning. If you have many of these effective drinks, you won’t have to suffer from headaches for a while.

“Is there anything else you need?”
“Not now.”
“Then I will step down.”

While Sihyeon leaned on the bed and rested, the maid quietly tried to leave the room. Seeing that, Sihyeon inadvertently called the maid over.

“Are you okay for a moment?”
“yes?”

Is it because my body suddenly deteriorated? Since becoming a clone, or even before that, I have never acted as impulsively as I do now.

That’s why I was very embarrassed when I called him. Of course, I didn’t show it outwardly.

“I’d like to talk.”
“All right.”

The maid followed Sihyeon’s call and brought a small chair and sat down next to the bed.

“What’s your name?”
“My name is Isabel.”
“Isabel? “It’s not a cult name, but it’s unique.”

As Sihyeon tilted her head, Coldblood maid Isabel bowed her head respectfully.

“It’s a name given to me by the people I love the most.”
“is it. good. Isabel. “Do you ever want to work for me?”

The first time I called Isabel, it was a momentary impulse, but now it was sincere. While in the water fortress, Isabel completely helped Vision to avoid any inconvenience. So Si-hyeon really liked this little coldblood maid.

“For Sihyeon’s sake?”
“okay. If you are loyal to me, I will rid you of the yoke of slavery. “All those under me are free people.”

Isabel remained silent at Sihyeon’s suggestion.

After a while, Coldblood waved his pointed snout from side to side.

“You gave me a good offer, but I will decline it.”
“Are you going to remain a slave?”
“I have work to do. “It is much more important than the work of slaves.”
“….”

Isabel speaks softly. Sihyeon, who made eye contact with Coldblood, was slightly surprised when he realized that the other person was stronger than he thought.

Having worked as an assassin for a long time, she was able to vaguely read what the other person was thinking. Isabel’s heart was so strong that she could hardly be considered a slave.

‘It’s a shame.’

After confirming Isabel’s feelings, she had no choice but to give up.

“It is rare to find someone who rejects my proposal so quickly.”
“sorry.”
“I’m not criticizing you, so don’t worry. And I had a good drink.”

Sihyeon briefly expressed her gratitude and got up from the bed. She disappeared just as preparations were being made for departure, so the ship must have been very upset.

“Sihyeon.”

Just as she was about to leave the door, Isabel called her.

“No matter what trials you face in the future, please remember who you are. Even if something tries to erase you, don’t give up and resist.”
“…Is that a Cold Blood proverb?”
“A little different, but similar.”
“I hope you too remember yourself without losing yourself.”

After a strange greeting, Sihyeon left the recovery room.

Isabel looked at the closed door and muttered softly.

“…It’s not a tool.”

She too. Me too.

She swallowed the last word without saying it and began organizing the recovery room.

A few hours later, Sihyeon Eugene’s ship left Berzan 02 as scheduled.

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