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    Chapter 171: When Selling a Grave, Exclude My Own 4

    When Selling a Grave, Exclude My Own 4

    -17 hours ago.

    Marlang.

    Sohi’s children from the Saya Guild, immortal girls born in the Immortality Factory.

    To trace her origins, one must go back to the Immortality Factory where the immortal girls were born.

    The Immortality Factory is, to the outside world, a bizarre and horrific ultra-large research facility complex created because the Ark’s powerful figures and elites were afraid of dying of old age, all for the sake of immortality.

    It’s on a completely different level from secret underground laboratories created by shadowy organizations or drug factories run by criminal syndicates.

    Twisted Gaia extended its branches into the Ark and the surface, creating bio-factories, and humans who desired immortality wove and guided the stems of these bio-factories, planting seeds where they wanted.

    A single bio-factory could endlessly spawn countless monsters, and when dozens of them were intertwined, an event occurred that was unimaginable to the human mind. That event was the beginning of the Immortality Factory.

    Thus, those who desired immortality transformed an entire layer, about the size of the Korean peninsula in Alice’s hometown, into the Immortality Factory.

    However, what was born in the Immortality Factory was not a pleasant story like eternal youth or limitless lifespan, but things that regenerated infinite flesh without reason or intellect, their very purpose of birth being pain.

    Originally, that flesh was supposed to spread and proliferate infinitely throughout the Ark, transforming into a human calamity that would push humanity to its end.

    But someone spoke to that flesh.

    Accept me.

    Imitate me.

    Eat me.

    I will teach you.

    I will feed you.

    If you do, you will gain reason and intellect, and I hope you will live according to the pure heart you had at the moment of your birth.

    Thanks to the sacrifice and mercy of a certain woman, a First-Class Overseer, the infinitely suffering flesh was saved, and the Ark also overcame a crisis that almost led to its destruction.

    But this is a story that should not be released to the world.

    Just the ending where a retired First-Class Overseer left the Ark with a number of girls who appeared from nowhere.

    It’s an ending that no one knows, but fortunately, the retired First-Class Overseer and the immortal flesh were alive somewhere in the form of girls.

    As a result, without even an origin.

    What was born from human desire and sacrifice was the immortal girl.

    However, the immortal girl is, in itself, the Ark’s taboo and dark history, and a seed of rebellion against the heavens that defies natural law just by existing.

    She neither ages, imitates what she sees, and can even create all sorts of things, including clothes and weapons, from her infinite bones, blood, and flesh.

    In fact, the Immortality Factory is one of the things called a calamity created by human hands, and in other words, the immortal girl was an existence close to a biohazard that could destroy the entire Ark with just one.

    Anyway, to make a long story short, Marlang was now in Arbentaine’s secret underground research complex.

    And that too, in a place that mass-produces homunculus, the Ark’s taboo and unidentified artificial humans.

    Marlang thought here.

    I’m lonely alone.

    There are many interesting things here!

    A chance to make lots of friends!

    But Marlang lacked something.

    That is, intelligence and knowledge.

    It’s not that Marlang is stupid or has borderline intellectual disability.

    It’s just that she had the innocent mind of a child, so of course, she had no professional knowledge to manufacture or mutate homunculus.

    Then shouldn’t we call her?

    -Kkudeudeudeuk!

    “…!”

    Marlang’s neck twisted in a bizarre direction, and her black pupils contracted and expanded repeatedly.

    Then, she trembled as if having a seizure, and at some point, returned to a peaceful state.

    “Oh my, oh my… where am I?”

    The voice that flowed from Marlang’s mouth was Marlang’s voice, but at the same time, it was not hers.

    Sohi.

    Former First-Class Overseer and protector of the immortal girls.

    And the woman who fed herself to them, and they fed themselves to her, living because of each other’s existence.

    Although she has shady corners and tastes, she is still a former First-Class Overseer who sacrificed herself to save both the Ark and the immortal girls, and she is now occupying Marlang’s body.

    “Why did our Marlang call me?”

    The infinitely regenerating, unintelligent flesh had to eat Sohi to become an immortal girl, and the girls who ate Sohi became immortal girls. They were moved and impressed by Sohi, who had saved them, and spat out their flesh to completely revive Sohi.

    Since they saved each other, the immortal girls and Sohi must trust and follow each other.

    Anyway, the immortal girls, including Marlang, each had a part of Sohi in their bodies, whether large or small. Thanks to this, they were connected to Sohi’s mind and subconscious, and could transfer Sohi’s spirit to their bodies at any desired time.

    For Sohi, it was unintentionally the same as having more than 100 spare bodies at the same time, even though she only had one mind.

    Thanks to this, the Ark Central Administration recognized Sohi and the immortal girls as enormous risk factors and kicked them out of the Ark.

    In fact, the immortal girls and Sohi are like First-Class Overseers with infinite regenerative power.

    If these things were to simultaneously attack the Ark or cause massive disruptions, including internal terrorism, they could have made the word “destruction” a reality.

    Well, if Sohi intended to terrorize or destroy the Ark with this, she would have done so long ago.

    It’s quite unpleasant that they kicked them out, but Sohi was going to leave the Ark with the immortal girls anyway. The Ark also showed consideration by giving Sohi the Satellite City Zain.

    Well, the mega corp’s involvement there was a kind of investment to make Zain a complete city, so even if Sohi didn’t step in, the Central Administration would have eventually sent people to drive Ernest Rail or Mega Corps Dawn out of the Satellite City.

    “Hmm, hmm. This is a homunculus factory?”

    ‘Marlang!’

    Anyway, as a former First-Class Overseer, Sohi quickly realized the purpose of the facility where Marlang was located.

    The direction in which the complexly arranged magic engineering system, pipes, and energy power plant were heading all led to the homunculus culture tank. Of course, unless the homunculus was directly managed by the Central Administration, it was completely illegal and taboo, so Sohi’s mind worked quickly.

    “Aha, I see. The owner of this place was trying to rebel?”

    As soon as she saw the homunculus culture facility, Sohi noticed signs of rebellion.

    -Hmm, why is our Marlang in the facility of traitors who dream of rebellion?

    -It may be that the adventurous Marlang went on an adventure on her own…

    -Even a decent criminal organization in the lower layer where Alice stays would not have a facility to cultivate homunculus.

    -The middle layer is the same.

    -Then, did Alice go on a infiltration mission with Marlang to a layer suspected of rebellion?

    -Aha, then the upper layer. Among them, the Nabera layer with a lot of money, the Talisin layer, a mega corp concentrated area, and the Ruincrest layer, a noble area… It must be one of these.

    -Marlang’s clothes are now… oh my, oh my! A cute maid outfit! No, it’s not just cute, it’s so noble and pretty! I really like this kind of thing too! It’s so cute to secretly peek at the secret by not even wearing underwear with this maid outfit…!

    -Ahem, ahem. Anyway, Marlang is a maid. Alice must be disguised as some noble lady.

    As a former First-Class Overseer, Sohi was able to quickly assess the situation Marlang was in just by judging the surrounding circumstances.

    “So, what do you want to do, our Marlang, that you called me?”

    ‘Friends, friends, friends, friends!’

    In response to Sohi’s question, Marlang immediately expressed her strong will and desire and shouted to Sohi.

    Friends.

    I want to have friends.

    “You have friends, don’t you? I’m here, and Alice is here too…”

    ‘There, there, there!’

    Marlang’s fingers, moved by Marlang’s will, not Sohi’s, pointed to the homunculus being cultured.

    “Aha, so you want to make all the friends sleeping there your friends?”

    ‘Marlang!’

    “Hehe, I see. Does Marlang feel pity for the children trapped in this facility?”

    ‘Marlang!’

    “It’s a world of change. Our Marlang also experienced a much more difficult and painful facility than those homunculus children… Now she has grown to the point where she takes action for the children who have similar pain and frustration as her!”

    ‘Marlang!’

    “Then, if you want to save all the new friends, what kind of child do you want to live as?”

    ‘Marlang!’

    “Aha, so you want to send them off as good friends. Then, a friend who pours sauce on sweet and sour pork is okay, right?”

    ‘No.’

    Ahaha, just kidding~

    Sohi felt good about Marlang’s maturity.

    The more than 100 immortal girls living with Sohi in Satellite City Jain have not yet achieved the same level of mental maturity as Marlang.

    Usually, they are trapped in the mansion and play hunting games or war games among themselves. Even if they go out, they only do things like taking care of livestock or playing on the farm managed by the Saya Guild.

    Of course, they have not yet achieved a subjective self or mental maturity. They have not yet felt pity for someone in a similar situation as Marlang.

    It was only a matter of sending Marlang with Alice, but such a result, it was natural for Sohi to feel good.

    If you ask Alice, she will say that she didn’t do anything decisive for Marlang, but it’s not like Alice just spent her time playing around.

    She also built an Artificial Sun to change the lower layer, spread the red ideology, and devoted herself to maintaining the lower layer’s security according to Alice’s orders.

    In the process, it was clear that Marlang, who was watching from the side, met all kinds of human beings and was influenced by Alice’s actions in big and small ways.

    “Okay. Hehehe, don’t worry. I won’t make them children who like to pour sauce on sweet and sour pork.”

    ‘Marlang!’

    Sohi, who was feeling good again, scanned the homunculus culture tank.

    Things that have not yet had their gender determined.

    “They are not ordinary homunculus, but are being cultured for combat purposes.”

    The muscles and fiber cell arrangement visible in the homunculus’s transparent skin.

    And through the advanced formula pipes connected to the culture tank, Sohi could see that these homunculus were imbued with all kinds of magic formula, spells, and even curses from the cellular level.

    “This is quite the amazing rebel.”

    Combat-purpose homunculus with magic imbued at the cellular level.

    Brainwashing formula pipes to give the homunculus the purpose of combat.

    And what is being given to the homunculus is a secret formula and ability of a certain family.

    “From what I can see, a fairly high-ranking, perhaps even a meritorious family-level noble is preparing for a rebellion, and is trying to implant the secret formula or ability that is only passed down to the head of the family into all of these homunculus.”

    Sohi felt that the success rate of the rebellion of the person who created this homunculus culture facility was the highest among the many rebels she had witnessed so far.

    Perhaps they outwardly diverted the Central Administration’s attention with military supplies or the training of private soldiers, but the real weapon of rebellion was these numerous homunculus.

    “Once completed, there will be thousands of homunculus with the ability of a meritorious family head… No, with this state-of-the-art culture facility, they could culture tens of thousands of homunculus a week.”

    In the Ark, rebellion is usually like gambling.

    This time it will definitely work. I’m lucky. It will be a jackpot.

    But there is no one who truly hits the jackpot, and if they seem to achieve some success, it often turns out to be a trick by the Central Administration and the Overseer to take all the stakes, including the gambler’s life.

    There is no one who is truly lucky in the rebellion gambling game.

    But at least in Sohi’s view, the person who completed this culture facility did not rely on small possibilities, but seemed to have succeeded in pioneering their own path by believing in something close to certainty.

    ‘If Alice hadn’t discovered this, the center would have been in real danger?’

    But you shouldn’t blindly believe in possibilities.

    Look at this.

    What was the probability that Marlang, an immortal girl with the mental fragments of Sohi, a former First-Class Overseer, would discover such a huge underground facility?

    In terms of probability, it would be 1 percent… no, a slim probability of less than 0.001 percent.

    “It’s already too late, though~”

    Sohi happily raised the corners of her mouth and opened the culture capsule to face the homunculus.

    A homunculus that has not yet had its gender determined and whose physical completion is insignificant, like a seed.

    But for an immortal girl, whose very existence is a biohazard, it would be a very delicious meal.

    It would be like a mold looking at bread placed in a place with high humidity and temperature.

    The way to fulfill Marlang’s wish to make many friends and save the homunculus friends in a similar situation to her childhood self was very simple.

    Mix the genes of the immortal girl with the genes of the homunculus.

    Then, the immortal cells that spread like a virus would penetrate the precisely sculpted homunculus.

    “Hehehe, become a cute child.”

    ‘Marlang!’

    Sohi, in Marlang’s body, kissed the homunculus, who couldn’t even open its eyes, as if baptizing it.

    It was indeed a baptism.

    A slightly shady, biohazard-like baptism that would ruin a work of art that someone had invested a lot of capital and time into, a combat homunculus, in an instant.


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