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I woke up.

Strictly speaking, it means that the body I was in woke up from sleep.

The consciousness has been following Joanna the whole time. She is doing exactly what someone who first gained power from a book would do.

When you realize your power and realize how much you can do with it, and you start to see what you can become, you start to get a little greedy.

It feels like I’m seeing a reincarnation.

Maybe I feel that way too?

There’s something called power. A person who pretends to follow the rules but actually worships power and has no regard for the narrative of the story. A munchkin.

I like munchkins.

Because I do what I want to do.

The person who spins the board and the people playing with it may hate it, but is there anything that releases dopamine as much as an easy-to-understand strength?

In addition, it is so much fun to receive power from someone who gives you power and then surpass that person who gave you power.

I don’t mind though.

As long as I can continue to supply warmth, I don’t care if the person who receives power from me becomes a murderer or a hero.

What I want to do is an automated factory simulation, not an RPG.

So let’s set a goal. First, we need more harvesters. You pushed me into the dim light, and it gave me a bright, warm light.

Isn’t that using resources to harvest warmth?

I sat up from the altar where I had been sleeping and took off the fluffy hat I was wearing on my head.

Sarur

It melts and disappears into a dark purple smoke. Hat.

I don’t know if it’s the power I have or if it’s the power itself, but I need to figure out how this thing works.

Main objective: Increase harvesting period.

Secondary Objectives: Check your strength

The first thing you can do in a place where there is no one is to check your strength. I try to change my clothes. There are a few clothes in Rebecca Rolf’s head that I wear when I go to a more important place.

little.

If you push me just a little bit into Rebecca Rolf, her skin will crack and a purple mist will flow out. It’s not really cracking, it’s just the way it’s expressed.

Anyway, I can adjust it to come out a little slower than last time. The dark purple fog slowly turned the pajamas that were covering my body back into dark purple fog. After making me naked like that, my main outfit was a thick, hard, and dark brown jacket.

I guess these aren’t clothes suitable for the season.

When a girl named Rebecca Rolf was kidnapped and her family was murdered, it was the season when most people were wearing short sleeves.

It wasn’t long before summer arrived.

If I could, I would like to portray myself as not being very intelligent, but clothes for different seasons make me look like different types of idiots.

A little more, what should I say?

A white one-piece? Wouldn’t that be okay?

Oh, it worked.

The back is plunging deeply, but the skirt is relatively long and the clothes themselves are body-shaping. Huh? Did you know there were clothes like this?

Well, I don’t think it was there, but I guess it’s good since it’s out.

It’s pretty overall, so it’s okay. I like it because it feels like I’m decorating something I control rather than feeling like I’m wearing it.

You choose female characters in games too, right?

Of course, there is a strange feeling of pressure on my body, but I don’t feel like I’m cross-dressing at all. Although I was originally a man, all the feelings I had back then have been lost.

It’s rather cold.

still.

It’s so, so cold, the chill runs deep into my spine, and it just keeps getting colder and colder.

If it were a real body, there would be a point where it would become too cold and then hot. Or there would be a point where it would feel pain rather than cold.

But there is no such thing.

It may not really get colder without end.

But I feel that way.

That’s important.

That’s how I feel. So I want more warmth.

It doesn’t matter that the clothes are women’s, that the body is a woman’s, or that you can see Joanna Smith and Rebecca Rolfe’s bodies at the same time.

So, it is enough for the purple fog flowing out of the body to change into various things.

At least you don’t have to worry about what to wear.

The secondary objective has been completed.

So now it’s time to get back to our goal of increasing our harvest.

But some time has passed since that happened and Hieronymus hasn’t come yet?

So, shall we summarize Joanna Smith in the meantime?

The first harvester went up a rank overnight. In terms of patterns, they were in the second circle of those we saw on the first day.

The room changed, the objects changed, I completely confirmed my changed appearance through a clean mirror, and instead of sleeping, I got down on my knees, put my hands together, and prayed silently.

And just a little while ago, Hieronymus came in.

Then he gave me the mission to take care of myself. Then he took Joanna to a room and introduced her as the place where I would be taken care of.

An empty room. But there is something strange hanging where Joanna’s eyes meet. It is disguised as a decoration in the room, but Joanna feels uneasy when she sees it. But she doesn’t say anything.

I keep my eyes down, hiding my anger and suspicion. I don’t know if Hieronymus noticed it, but the meeting ended without incident. Then he came to me with Joanna.

During that time, I sat at the altar and waited quietly.

Hieronymus opened the door to the room I was in after going down a fairly long corridor. At the same time, a large man with a tattoo on his face came in from my direction.

“Hello.”

So I said hello first.

“Yes, hello. I don’t know how you spent the night. Now, your room is ready and I’m here to pick you up.”

Actually, I was watching, right? But there was no need to ask that. I got down from the altar and walked towards him.

“This body needs to eat. The body of a living thing is strange.”

It’s about appealing that you’re not human, but at the same time having to follow the rules of a living thing. The moment you eat, the unknown being is reduced to an animal that still needs to eat.

Could you see the image of someone who could possibly kill? There was a faint glimmer of murderous intent on his face.

lol.

The unfortunate ones are destined to see the face of the person who is trying to kill them.

I have countless memories of reacting to that expression in an episodic manner. Too many to count. So show me.

I licked it a lot for warmth.

“Then I will prepare a meal for you through someone who will take care of you. Come with me, Rebecca Rolf.”

Shouldn’t I reach out there? But I don’t want to touch it, since I’ve seen how the people I’m connected to change.

I followed Jerome out of the special chapel.

Yes, according to Joanna Smith, this is a place where high-ranking people pray. It is likely a place where Jerome’s elite were trained.

This may be the final tech I need to reach in this cult. But before that, there’s a chance I’ll be kicked out by Hieronymus!

We are not enemies yet.

Not yet.

In a class society like this, there can only be one leader, so if I want to increase the harvest season and set up a heat-absorbing factory, I have no choice but to either recruit or eliminate the person who has already taken the position, right?

It’s also really nice that since he’s a member of a cult, he doesn’t feel guilty no matter how he dies.

An ordinary person might have felt it a little.

But this place is full of evil people. Each of their pasts are pitiful, but no matter how hard they try, they can’t escape it, and as a result, there’s no place else for them to go.

yes.

Even if I am a kind and good person because it is cold, and even if I am a religion that purely saves everyone, please work for me.

As I was thinking that and going out with Hieronymus, Joanna, who was waiting at the entrance, hurriedly bowed her head when she saw me.

And without saying anything, he naturally followed behind me. And the three of us headed together to the room that Hieronymus had prepared.

I only met five people along the way.

They were all high-ranking officials who were in the first circle. Three men. One woman. One with a dog’s head.

bowwow!

Come to think of it, there are races like Suin in this world. Rather than a race that is specifically upper or lower class in society, there is a difference between whites and blacks in the world I know. Of course, there is discrimination.

There can’t be anything that doesn’t exist.

As a living being, it is impossible to distinguish between oneself and others without it.

It’s like a basic program to distinguish whether something can be eaten more simply or whether it will be eaten.

I have a desire to push myself in later and feel the warmth.

With that in mind, I went into what I called my room. When I looked with my own eyes, I saw something hanging from the ceiling that gave off a much more ominous aura.

That’s why Jerome is a potential enemy.

If I had been a little more relaxed, I wouldn’t have been so cautious.

But, being that kind of person, he must have inflated this cult until he could summon me.

I went in quietly and sat down on the luxurious sofa inside. Then I turned to Hieronymus and said:

“Please feed me. And I need warmth.”

“Warm? Should I bring some clothes?”

At my words, Joanna walked towards the drawer inside, but she couldn’t go because Hieronymus stopped her.

“You prepare a meal. And the warmth he is talking about is not that kind of warmth. You have to see for yourself.”

Joanna nodded and went out. Looking at the path she was taking, she was headed towards the kitchen. Before Joanna’s skin started puffing up with puffiness, she had also worked in a restaurant.

Turning back, I saw Jerome in front of me.

Okay, now it’s time to talk to Hieronymus about what to do next.

“Jieronymus. Can I use my power?”

To this question Jerome answered:

“Yes. If you can, could you make as many?”

Oh oh.

I’d like to say “all of this” here quickly, but I’m going to take my time. I need time to get to know this world by licking it one by one.

“I think I could do five or six people a day like Joanna. But if I’m unlucky, I might explode.”

Hieronymus thought carefully and then nodded, as if he had finished calculating.

“If I ask you to do something in the future, you can do it like that.”

“Yes, I will do that. Hieronymus.”

The harvester production schedule has been set.