Ch.202Bright and Wholesome Tentacle Dungeon Exploration Journal (1)

Meanwhile, as Icarus was enjoying his community management duties and realizing some surprising facts…

At that very moment, when he was happily proceeding with the fleet restoration work.

Griyanar, Oxianor, and Smeragi—the three party members who had received Icarus’s orders.

Following those instructions, they were currently exploring the interior of the research facility established on an asteroid.

“It’s all squishy and soft.”

“You can say that again.”

As if to prove that the unknown creatures, tentacles, and flesh visible through craters and damaged sections were no joke.

The interior of the asteroid research facility was covered with grotesquely twisted flesh and blood vessels.

The place was enveloped in a bizarre and disgusting atmosphere, with unknown mucus and writhing substances covering every direction.

There were even pus-filled sacs nestled among those flesh masses, repeatedly swelling up as if about to burst before deflating again.

What might have once been researchers’ corpses…

Now had all their organic matter completely decomposed by surrounding substances, leaving only traces of clothing behind.

Walls that once had a clean and simple design befitting a research facility were collapsing, with protruding flesh masses both inside and out.

They had partially merged with haphazardly grown teeth, bone fragments, and flesh lumps…

With pulsating blood vessels attached, it was nearly impossible to distinguish where the building ended and where the biological matter began in most areas.

And more importantly…

“KYAAAAAAAK!!”

“KIEEEEEEEK!”

Either pus sacs or firmly closed doors would suddenly open, and something that was once a test subject or researcher would emerge screaming, throwing surprise parties.

Or blade-sharp bone or metal spikes would spring out from walls like tentacles, lunging at them from literally “every direction.”

It was exactly like a scene from an R-rated hardcore slasher sci-fi horror film…

“Nyaa, this is too annoying.”

“KIPEGIAAT!”

*Whirrrr! Crunch!*

“Hmm, they must have been maintained in a closed state for quite some time without additional DNA supply or nutrient replenishment. The tentacles aren’t in good condition.”

“Is that so?”

But the three women exploring the place weren’t like “ordinary en-gineers” from a certain game.

They were superhumans so powerful that each could conquer an entire cruiser in minutes—at most 30 minutes.

Most of the alien zombie-like minions that charged with split heads were not just crushed when Smeragi swung her nya-nya punches.

Their bodies literally exploded, spraying tomato sauce everywhere.

And various traps, such as those shooting tentacles or spikes…

The three didn’t even need to move themselves—Griyanar’s pet tentacles or the protrusions from Oxianor’s bio-suit intercepted them.

Even when those weren’t used, what meaning could such traps have against superhumans who could simply grab flying tentacles with their bare hands?

Even when the entire floor collapsed, transforming into the mouth of a giant monster…

“The slippery feeling is nice.”

“It reminds me of my childhood days in the evolution liquid pool.”

Having foolishly swallowed all three at once, the monster was mercilessly pummeled from stomach to throat until it became like cutlet meat.

After having all its teeth ripped out to the roots…

“Oxianor, could you remove all the suction parts where this creature is attached?”

“Why, Griyanar?”

“Such giant biological entities are always valuable specimens. We should take it back to the base, dissect it, and turn it into a new chimera.”

“Ah, excellent idea.”

They cut off all the “roots,” limbs, and even tentacles of the monster firmly embedded in the facility floor, pulled it up, and left it there.

They continued their leisurely exploration while committing a massacre with their invincibility cheats.

If there was one small problem, it was that despite their slaughter…

Their original purpose of “exploring the research lab” was progressing quite sluggishly.

Of course, the first reason was that the facility interior was much larger than an ordinary ship compared to their small group of just three people.

And the other reason was…

“Hmm, according to the map from the landing bay lounge area we just entered, if we take the right path at this fork, we should reach the break room lounge near the research area.”

“Fork? I see three paths here.”

“The middle one looks strange, like the entrance to a hive.”

“The structure has changed again.”

After years of infection, transformation, more transformation, and fusion inside the facility…

Most of the corridors on the internal map Griyanar had obtained upon arrival had become distorted.

And even if they somehow found the right path through such corridors…

“Is this the research wing?”

“No, this looks like a cafeteria…”

“It is indeed a cafeteria, except that the visitors are what’s being served as food.”

Not only were the corridors transformed, but the locations of various rooms were also jumbled up.

Their exploration, contrary to plan, kept stretching on indefinitely.

As a result, the slightly irritated trio vented their stress by committing mass slaughter as they proceeded.

The asteroid facility interior, instead of being a sci-fi horror setting where a few survivors desperately fight against alien creatures…

Had become a three-girl slasher movie where tentacle slayers mercilessly beat down poor alien zombies(?).

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After continuing this massacre for some time…

“Ugh, stay quiet.”

“KIEEEK, KIEEEEEK!!!”

-“NO!, STOP!”

“Hmm, the translator seems a bit lacking.”

“…Isn’t it working fine?”

“No, in this situation it should come out like this.”

-“NO!(Yes please!), STOP!(Thank you!)”

“…Hmm.”

Even when they tried to find research materials, most of the file cabinets containing documents and data…

And even computers had rusted away due to years of corrosion.

With nothing to do besides finding their way, Griyanar had created a wireless translator out of boredom.

As they proceeded while playing alien language translation(?) games with the alien zombies Smeragi had captured…

“Hmm, more blockades appearing in the corridor.”

“Don’t they ever get tired of this, Smeragi? I’m too lazy, so would you slice them up?”

“Mmm? Okay!”

Finally thinking they’d found an unaltered corridor, as always, biological structures appeared blocking their path.

But these biological structures, which would have been treated as indestructible objects in a sci-fi horror film…

Were simply sliced up like blood sausage under Smeragi’s nya-nya slashing, an SSS-rank top-tier fighter…

“Now let’s keep moving forward.”

“Yes, Commander Icarus is probably waiting for us by now.”

“Oxianor is right. Though I’d love to bury myself among those things for a while…♡”

The three quickly moved on to the next area, passing through the rapidly demolished biological structure (or what used to be one).

Of course, they still felt they were far from finding the “research lab” Icarus had mentioned.

As they crossed over the biological structure into the abyss without even a glimmer of light, they had no expectations.

They just mechanically shook their heads, thinking they would have to wander around again.

But the moment they entered the next area…

“…Oh my!”

“Oooh, I think we found it!”

“Smeragi is right. Bingo.”

The three superhumans saw that the area was indeed covered with a lot of flesh.

The next area they entered…no.

Along with the background reminiscent of a “hive” that Griyanar and Oxianor had modified together.

When the flickering letters “Research Facility Wing” embedded near the ceiling were translated by the translator.

Finally realizing they had reached exactly what they had been searching for, they decided to give each other a light high-five.