episode_0126

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“Here…? Chairman of the association?”

“Most training is done here. You will receive it in the simulation room. Epinephrine.”

Pinephrine, who agreed to the obligation to undergo training, received a tour of the facility prepared for Megacorp’s cyborg security forces.

A vending machine where you can get a cool drink at any time by pressing a button… was amazing.

The indoor gym was so large that it made you wonder if it was really an underground space, but the simulation room we arrived at last was so complicated that it was difficult to understand.

Although Pinephrine did not know the existence of the capsule port, I could tell just by looking at the atmosphere that the products installed in the simulation room were different.

A product that looks more expensive than a typical Humanoid management port. Rather than an expensive product, it seemed to have been made by the Megacorp Hero Association with its own modifications and modifications for cyborg trainees.

Strange space. Pinephrine thought that if the ancient ruins were actually a laboratory rather than a body modification factory, it would have been exactly the same as the Megacorp Hero Association’s simulation room.

Even in Sky City, where it is common for Humanoid to send capsule ports to a service center instead of installing capsule ports for regular inspection, it was not an ordinary place.

“I plan to receive training and how to use the cyborg body while connected to the server.”

“Whew..is it training?”

The black leopard beast, who was starting to become more and more concerned about the barcode engraved a little lower than his lower abdomen, asked again with an embarrassed expression, but the answer he got back was the same.

When Kim Hyun-woo called up the hologram screen and started tapping it a few times with his finger, the capsule port that turned on was not a device for installing a program, but a device for training.

The needle-like cable was not a device that engraved programs in the form of electrical signals into the biological brain, but a device that helped connect to a virtual reality server.

The transparent dripping container connected to the capsule port and nozzle began to fill with a blue-green nutrient solution.

“Um…the president of the association?”

It was also explained that the instructor who would be in charge of his training during this one week period was himself who had uploaded the data with some modifications.

I didn’t ask any questions as it was a fact that I would know through experience anyway.

However, Kim Hyun-woo’s request to enter the capsule port when he was ready had no choice but to ask whether his hearing module was really working properly.

“Something. Epinephrine?”

The black panther cyborg, who was unaware of the regular inspection, pointed to the bottom of the capsule with a soft finger.

“There’s something like a needle sticking out…”

“Right?”

At the bottom of the capsule port, which was ready to accept the user, there was a metal thorn that, although not sharp, would penetrate the ankle if stepped on.

To Pinephrine, who did not know the structure of the integrated terminal, it was nothing more than a needle sticking out where it should be standing.

It was similar to the needle that entered the capsule that safely protected the biological brain and installed the gas control program.

“Ah. You’re a cyborg, right? Of course, the plug port and connection parts necessary for connection are built in…”

Black Panther, who did not know about cyber implants or plug ports, was simply told that he would be able to learn them through training in using the cyborg body.

“Full body prosthesis. Haven’t you checked?”

“That…that! That’s it!”

Pinephrine’s ears stiffened when asked by Kim Hyun-woo whether he had checked the artificial body.

All I could do was place my hands on my chest and slowly pull on the tight latex bikini, and lean into the satisfaction that filled my mind every time my nipples popped out.

Thanks to Kim Hyun-woo’s explanation to check the soles of Pinephrine’s feet, Pinephrine discovered the difference between his future self and his completely damaged body.

On the outside, they were the same. It was no different from the exhibition mannequin except that the synthetic plastic had a little more varnish.

“Would you like to press a little harder?”

I was able to understand from the moment the question of how much to press was given and the answer was to press just enough to put weight on it.

Click. As I pressed down hard on the soles of my feet, my fingertips slowly began to move in.

I touched the connection terminal of the full body prosthesis, which fit perfectly with the needle protruding from the bottom of the capsule port.

(?!?)

The black leopard, who had stopped looking at the soles of his feet for a moment at the barcode, once again painted his drawing paper with colors that were difficult to describe.

I just had the features of the new prosthetic body explained to me by my lifesaver. In my mind, I already felt like my body did not belong to me.

Even if it was received as a gift, the full body shell with Megacorp’s own standard connection terminal built-in, along with the engraved barcode, is clear evidence that it was made as a fixture.

The full body shell in use is the property of Megacorp. That was not Pinephrine’s lie or an exaggerated delusion, but the truth.

“If you have any further questions, please feel free to ask. Epinephrine.”

“Uh…nothing!”

Pinephrine stood up in a position to insert the connection terminal of the connection capsule port into herself.

When the properly inserted terminal clicked into place from the inside, I realized once again that I was really a cyborg.

Capsule port starting to close. A blue-green nutrient solution began to fill up. The cable connected so deeply that it penetrated the back of the neck and navel, causing epinephrine’s biological brain to close its visual module.

[Start connection]

Even as nutrient solution flowed into his mouth, Pinephrine comfortably closed his eyes and stared at the screen that was visible even with the visual module closed.

The moment the thickest cable was connected to the terminal on the back of my neck, I entrusted my mind to the flow of data that emerged.

Various bar graphs and numbers indicating aircraft status. He did not refuse and even accepted the re-confirmation of the information folder remembered by the biological brain.

“…”

Even when the thick auxiliary cable dug into the bio-skin made of synthetic plastic, it did not respond.

Instead, the functionality of the visual module was terminated when it was no longer needed.

Kim Hyun-woo, who anticipated the biological brain’s illusory response and prepared to insert a breathing mask at any time, rearranged the items he had taken out.

Instead of falling into the illusion of not being able to breathe, epinephrine’s biological brain unconsciously shut down the vital activity response resources that were being provided to the entire body to ensure smooth connection.

The Megacorp Hero Association has prepared an update for a terminal called Pinephrine.

It was not a patch that only improved basic performance, but a process of installing the main system on a cyborg that did not have anything installed.

[Start upload]

In order to avoid the principle of brainwashing, the learning direction was changed from installation to training.

While his consciousness was connected to the server, Pinephrine lost his ability to think.

His slowly closed eyes opened blankly, but he had not become a security drone that only obeys orders.

This was because all thought processing ability was set to be used to update the biological brain with experiences in the virtual space and update files.

Epinephrine, which entrusts even the most basic life support activities of the biological brain to the nutrient solution in the capsule port. Successfully accessed a simulated virtual space equipped with an accident acceleration system.

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[Report your identification name and affiliation!]

“Yes! Epinephrine Commander!”

I may have become a little more relaxed as I experienced pleasure signals that I could no longer feel from the moment I was remodeled, but Pinephrine’s sharp gaze remained the same.

“My identification name is PN001! I am a cyborg from the Megacorp security force!”

There were many reasons why such a black panther beast agreed to have his name taken away.

It was also a special training program prepared by Megacorp for someone who did not even have basic combat training. He had no complaints about the fact that he was the one in charge of his training.

[You forgot what happened next! Report quickly!]

“Yes! Epinephrine Commander! Each part of the prosthetic body has been installed. Body armor installed! Ready to sortie!”

It wasn’t my future self. It wasn’t even me who cut it in half exactly and locked the back part.

The identity of the black panther cyborg, who took the name Pinephrine and was told to use the identifying name PN001 during his training as a cyborg trainee at Megacorp. It was a training program created appropriately in the Megacorp style by cutting off the beginning and end.

The instructor who could best explain to PN001 how to operate the cyborg body, which is both human and machine, was himself.

It was only a matter of time before PN001, who instantly recalled his forgotten combat skills, was taught the mindset he should have as a cyborg belonging to the Megacorp security force.

[Resume behavioral reflex training. Please prepare. PN001]

“PN001. Ready.”

The simulation room was a process of using the thought acceleration function to remember many training experiences in the biological brain in a short period of time.

Cyborg trainee PN001, a cyborg belonging to the Megacorp security unit, practiced the salute posture to report to his superiors.

[Response is late! As I was answering, my posture started to break down! That’s me as an instructor. What is your attitude toward epinephrine? Let’s start again from the beginning!]

“Yes! Epinephrine Commander!”

-PN001. Bio-brain sensory feedback occurred. Next time, just use the other arm.

“Yes!”

I was also pointed out to the server artificial intelligence, which kindly explained what posture and when to do it.

At first, I couldn’t understand why they wanted to teach students how to properly salute. From the moment I noticed that the arm I was supposed to lift sometimes moved in the opposite direction, I put aside my doubts.

It’s a brain illusion that happens once in a hundred, but a mistake is a mistake. I was taught again how to stand at attention.

Time was all that was left for the black leopard beastman, who was absent-mindedly looking at the vision module with the lamp turned off in the capsule port filled with nutrient solution.

[I can’t hear you! Trainee! Say it again! What are the strengths of people! ]

“Yes! Commander! Even though cyborg trainee PN001 is human! It has the advantage of a machine!”

The cyborg, whose brain illusions that occurred once in a hundred times were reduced to once in a thousand times, was instilled with pride that he could do better next time.

PN001, whose respect for fellow cyborgs increased as he looked at the training instructor, obeyed the order to report immediately if he had any questions.

So, I honestly reported to the training instructor my problem situation, which felt frustrating as if I was submerged in water even though I was connected to virtual reality.

I knew the cause. It was an illusion of the biological brain failing to adapt, like a mistake made during salute training.

[There is no problem even if you are in the water. Let’s think about it.]

The program created to train PN001 into a perfect cyborg used methods of persuasion instead of brainwashing.

[I am not telling you to deny the signals shown by your biological brain, but on the contrary, I am trying to persuade you that there is no problem.]

“Okay! Commander!”

Instead of applying electric shocks to the biological brain that make it forget its senses, the trainees were instructed to persuade them to adapt on their own.

[Rather than denying in your mind the fact that you are inside a capsule filled with nutrient solution, try to return to the fact that it is a body that does not matter.]

A holographic image appeared in the trainee’s vision module, which recognized the biological brain’s natural illusion as a problem situation.

It was an image of myself standing blankly in a capsule port filled with nutrient solution.

“Ah…”

My mind felt refreshed, as if I had bitten into a peppermint candy and eaten it.

It was evidence that the biological brain accepted the fact that it did not matter, rather than denying the fact that it was submerged in water.

The principle was no different from the fox beastman who accepted hypnotic suggestions on his own in the video education room.

The behavioral error of raising his arm to naturally wipe away non-existent sweat completely disappeared from PN001’s mind.

“PN001. I will report to you.”

“Error correction completed. Please do the next training.”

The cyborg trainee began to gain confidence. PN001 requested Pinephrine for the next training.