episode_0085

In the basement of Dahlia General Hospital, there exist people who are trained to become superhumans.

All of these were candidates for superhuman soldiers who had received resources from the Guldari Guild and were brought to Dahlia General Hospital. They were all people who admired Fan Harmon, who had beaten up the powered suit with his bare body.

[It was confirmed that muscle mass increased by 12% and bone density increased by 5% compared to the previous measurement date. Blood… … .]

They usually lived separately, but periodically came to the hospital basement to have their bodies examined, and the tests revealed numbers showing how strong they had become.

Since it became clear to everyone how much stronger they had become rather than just vaguely stronger, everyone tended to try to become stronger competitively.

Some people, having heard that they are bad for the body, stopped using drugs or oils that were merely recreational drugs and devoted themselves to training, while others worked as collectors in more extreme situations, carrying less machinery, or entered safe makers and worked at tough construction sites, pushing themselves.

Strength has a tendency to bewitch people.

Even in the peaceful old days, no matter how ruined a person’s character was or how trashy a criminal he was, there were people who cheered and admired him simply because he was strong.

Needless to say, this is a wilderness era where morality has collapsed and instinct is stronger than reason.

Harmon had captured the hearts of most of the townspeople with his superior science and technology, but he was able to capture the hearts of those he could not capture with that one battle against Domi.

This was an advantage that Harmon could not have calculated, and thanks to it, he was able to easily continue training super soldiers by gaining loyal subordinates who admired and respected him.

The most ideal thing would be to mass-produce it, that is, to create a booster that works for everyone.

But it’s difficult, so we do it in parallel.

It involves dividing people into similar groups, administering different strengthening agents to each person, observing their progress, and gradually administering more suitable strengthening agents to help them train, carefully nurturing each and every one of them into an excellent superhuman.

“Come on! You’re 10%! I’m 12%! I won!”

“I have more muscle mass.”

Men glaring at each other, each showing off their bulging muscles and bulging veins.

Some people were holding arm wrestling competitions with others because they were bored while waiting for their turn to be tested, and after the test was over, they went to a separate training room to work out or fight with others.

“Is that a human or an animal?”

Dahlia sometimes observed such superhuman candidates with the mindset of observing lab mice, and thought about such things.

“Hmm.”

Let’s think about a person in the future.

“Um~.”

Dahlia nodded, briefly thinking of her younger brother.

“He’s a person. He’s very intelligent. Hmm. He’ll probably get a PhD easily.”

One day, Dahlia visited her brother’s house and recalled the memory of her brother having sex with a clone of himself. As she spoke, she looked at the test subjects with eyes that were a little more affectionate than before.

‘But, man. I made a reinforcement agent with materials I didn’t have, and it turned out this good?’

Most of the enhancers she makes are made from ingredients extracted from plants that are extracted using a food printer.

Some of them require extracting the ingredients themselves, while others require extracting special atoms and mixing them together… It was quite a labor-intensive process.

In the past, machines would do everything with a few clicks of a button, but now she had to do most of it herself.

“Haa. If it weren’t for the humanoid, what would have happened? How did I end up doing this with my own hands at this age… … . Ugh, no.”

It was fortunate that the body was humanoid.

Dahlia’s body, a medical humanoid, especially a 1200-size medical humanoid, has quite a few functions, most of which can be used for medical purposes, but are concentrated on Dahlia herself.

For example, it uses the ability to remove pathogens from the human body to selectively remove specific components from objects, and uses the ability to heal wounds to combine different molecules or atoms.

Although Dahlia’s body itself is not perfect, it is enough to serve as a small research laboratory.

If it weren’t for this, I wouldn’t have even dreamed of becoming a super soldier.

In this way, Harmon’s army was steadily being created in the basement of Dahlia General Hospital.

For the destruction of the Moontree, the natural enemy of all machines.

“Hmm. By the way, what happened to the food printer gathering?”

* * *

As Harmon was steadily moving forward with his plan, of course, Flora’s gang was also carrying out a drug war operation.

Although Harmon had already noticed the existence of the drug and had traced its ingredients to discover its existence, people always find a way.

The entire town was under Harmon’s surveillance, and even the black market was under Harmon’s invisible gaze, so Flora’s gang was determined to distribute drugs only in places where Harmon’s gaze was absolutely unobserved.

“Hamon, that obsessive pig wouldn’t just let the drugs that once caused damage to the village go. The moment he distributes them, if he somehow finds out that there’s a drug with a similar effect, he’ll come after him right away.”

So they used all their know-how from the past to avoid Harmon’s gaze and moved the drugs outside and exposed them to people.

I don’t know much about Flora and her crew, but their operation was only a matter of time.

How can I get a food printer in this empty wilderness that Isaiah has already razed, and how can I get enough of it in time?

The moment he obtains it, Harmon can instantly obtain the substance needed to detoxify the ingredients in the drug and spread it throughout the village, in which case Flora’s gang’s operation will be cut off at the source.

However, if that is not possible, we have to find each person who was drugged and administer the antidote with the limited quantity, which is realistically difficult.

“The best thing to do is to make a receiver that receives the food printer’s signal and send it to you.”

When Harmon said that, Undine and Whiskey spoke firmly.

“Absolutely not.”

“You can’t stay away from your master when you don’t know when Flora’s gang will move.”

Perhaps because their master’s safety was a higher priority than his orders, the two of them remained at Harmon’s side and maintained a guard posture even when he gave orders.

Although one person could stay next to Harmon and the other could do other work, they were not willing to stay too far apart.

Isaiah had been left helpless since the last hot night, wandering the wilderness with only the Guldari Guild and no humanoid support.

‘This is a bit of a problem. I told Isaiah that I would use Undine to scout the surrounding area first.’

Perhaps because they were humanoids, they were extremely firm in this regard. A human would be a bit more flexible, but they didn’t have that.

‘I guess that can’t be helped.’

The problem that gave rise to this algorithm was the onslaught of whiskey.

A completely unexpected, sudden clash with a combat humanoid.

When such an emergency occurred, Undine’s algorithm, which had previously been able to move from a distance if ordered, changed, and Undine spread the learning of this algorithm to other humanoids.

Harmon had trained them so that they could stay away unless it was an emergency… but when Flora’s group started to move and a cyborg with an extraordinary mechanical body appeared, the two combat humanoids decided that the current situation was an emergency and began to move with Harmon’s protection as their top priority.

‘It’s ironic, but in situations like this, a candy-like domestic humanoid is more useful than a combat-oriented one. After all, domestic or pet humanoids do have their uses.’

Harmon, who had been thinking about modifying Candy into other humanoids for home use once the technology became available, decided to put that idea aside for the time being.

Kirik.

“Where.”

Harmon loaded his crossbow and fired a bolt at the artificial skin covering.

Bam!

A bolt falls without piercing the skin, with a dull sound.

“Of course, unless it’s a machine, there’s a limit to the tension that can be produced with the materials we have now.”

“Sorry, this is all the old weapon data I have.”

Harmon nods his head in agreement to Undine’s apple.

“Of course, it won’t work to just use the power of tools. Gunpowder has its limits too… .”

Tools such as bows and guns have a limited amount of power they can produce.

A bow is the tension of the bowstring. A gun is the explosive power of gunpowder.

No matter how hard a person pulls a bow, or how hard he presses the trigger, he can never exceed the limits of tension and gunpowder.

“But then again, considering the target specs of the reinforced soldiers, it would be stronger to just hit them with your fists. Undine, what are the approximate specs of the Moontree?”

Undine spoke as she disassembled and examined the components of the Moontree and the surrounding altar that Candy had sent her, one by one.

“I am hesitant to give a definitive answer because there are many pieces of equipment I do not know about… but I do have data on this equipment.”

“What? … Huh? No, it was hidden like this?”

“Yes. I think you didn’t recognize them because they were all spread out.”

“… … This is definitely Ian Black’s work.”

One of the pieces of equipment that Moontree has, for sure.

That was the energy barrier that Gematsal also had.

“Undine. Take Whiskey and bring me the energy barrier device that was destroyed earlier. Let’s analyze it. If you can’t destroy this, you can’t destroy him.”

“Okay, sir. Just in case, you should come with me.”

“… … .”

“Master, I will serve you.”

Undine did not listen to Harmon’s answer and began to move while holding him tightly in her arms.

Harmon had to remain quietly in Undine’s arms with a pained expression on his face.