Chapter. 24. The greatest creditor (2)
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Squeak, click,
push!
Shake the contents of the small ampoule to mix and raise the tip of the needle-free injection device attached to it onto the vein.
Light percussion sound. Light pressure.
“Huh-uh-! Phew….”
A feeling of elation that is not light at all.
The light green liquid flowing along the tube that mimicked the blood vessels in the artificial body instantly captured all of his nerves and made him relax for a moment.
“Mmm…. Good. There’s definitely nothing like it to relax you.”
Gedroitz, no, the man who was now a raptor put down the hollowed-out injector. It was not a typical up/down drug that made people go wild or become extremely depressed, but rather it was a drug that blocked emotional waves and put people in a clear and cool state.
The Raptor Society, which was originally well-versed in drug manufacturing beyond the older generation, was entering the realm of medical innovation when he began his activities in earnest. To the extent that cyborgs, who have emptied most of the human internal organs, can carry out military operations calmly, are not dissatisfied with their lives, and can even look at long-term increases in physical capabilities.
Of course, even after his miraculous improvements, the fact that the base is a ‘drug’ does not change, and the efficacy that seems to have no chemical addictiveness or aftereffects causes psychological dependence and does not respond to any stimulus beyond the level of clarity and coolness when administered regularly. It was a terrible drug that brought me closer to a vegetative state.
“How amazing it is to face the world from someone else’s perspective.”
The person he is now is not the scientist Gedreuts of the past.
“The perspective one has lived one’s entire life can also be said to be the framework through which a person views the world. In that sense, mixing with another person’s personality means increasing the number of windows through which you can view the world into two. “It’s literally like facing a new world.”
A long time ago, Gedreuz would have felt a strong aversion to using drugs that directly affected the brain, but not now.
Gustave Al Harb ‘Raptor’ was a person who enjoyed taking close to lethal doses of drugs. Now that Gedreuts has taken over the personality of ‘Andrei Gedreuts’ by inserting himself into the ‘Raptor’ personality, Gedreuts can accept the world from Gustav’s perspective. From the perspective of a person who can take drugs like poison without hesitation, commit murder for pleasure, and do worse without hesitation.
“amazing. It’s truly new and innovative. Kesselring. “Don’t you think so?”
Kesselring, who was watching outside, turned his body straight in response to Raptor’s question and spoke.
“….dismissal. Excuse me, but I think you took more than the prescribed amount of medicine. “It’s not like you, Your Excellency, to ask questions like now where the intent is unclear.”
“Oh my – oh my! Fedor ‘Raptor’ Kesselring doesn’t answer my question and asks me a question. That’s quite a monumental feat! “Why does the concept of hierarchy become blurry after suddenly rising from being a pack leader to being one of the five swarm alphas in the corps?”
“That is an absurd statement. “I am simply giving this advice out of concern that the various moves you have made recently… may be somewhat irrational.”
Raptor Gedreuts chuckled as he looked at his pale subordinate, whose blond hair was so smooth that it looked like it would cut his hand if he touched it.
“If you are concerned, are you specific?”
“It may sound disturbing, but you are probably experiencing some confusion in the process of acquiring ‘Gedreutz’s knowledge.’”
“Get it. It’s something you learn… That’s right. For my part, I absorbed Gedreutz’s life and knowledge.”
At least that’s what you guys know.
You may believe it because this is the conclusion I reached after torturing my subordinates and scanning and researching my past history in order to take over the position of the leader of the Raptors with absolute power.
Ah, my loyal killer, tool, Raptor Society.
How ridiculous and stupid this is.
Aren’t you also the type of person who commands countless murderers with just a word?
How can it be so easily induced? Why is it that the person who herds the flock is another sheep?
“Even so. Does it change the fact that I am a raptor in front of you now?”
“doesn’t exist.”
“Thanks to this Raptor’s absorption of Gedroitz’s knowledge, he was able to create a cyborg bottle, hijack the central generator of the Area 38 dome, and enter the final phase of the operation, right?”
“yes.”
“Then, even if I show somewhat chaotic behavior, I guess it’s right for me to take command for now?”
“….yes.”
Kesselring buried his budding doubts in his heart. Doubts are uncertain, but results are certain. Gustave Al Harb is the one who balanced the power of the falling dome and the raptors, and the whole series of processes were implemented through a strategy that came from his head. Kesselring bowed his head, thinking that it was reasonable for Gustave to remain as a ‘Raptor’ until this incident was over, as there was nothing that could disrupt the operation as much as changing the commander during the operation.
‘also. This guy’s loyalty wasn’t towards me… it was more of a personal belief. I think he’ll launch a coup sooner or later…’
Kesselring’s face showed no change in expression, but Gedreutz, who has studied humans through simulation for 10,000 years, could clearly see his true feelings. A person who operates based solely on his personal belief of ‘rationality’ rather than loyalty to his superiors and the organization. A group of murderers called the Raptor Society is leading the current era, and those who judge it to be ‘reasonable’ agree with its ideology and seek to rise to high positions.
Gedroitz patted the shoulder of his dark-hearted subordinate.
Kesselring. Because this pale horse still has some use left.
“I understand what you’re thinking too. Don’t you have a tendency to commit unreasonable behavior? “Putting everything else aside, the previous [War-Hunting] operation left extreme damage to the Raptor Society.”
“…Area 2. Including the losses suffered in the process of killing the Type 3 variant [War] due to exposure to concentrated radiation, nearly 30% of the Raptor Society’s total strength was consumed. “The various organs extracted from the corpse are of great value, but no matter how much I thought about the value of an operation that consumed a lot of equipment and manpower at a time when the conflict with the Dome was already planned, I could not understand it.”
“okay. The bleeding was greater than expected. But it was worth it.”
Gedreutz admired Kesselring’s slightly dissatisfied expression and put his arm around Kesselring’s shoulder like a friend.
“The creature that the refugees of District 2 named War was a creature that was worthy of that name. “They swallowed up everything they could see during the war, including missiles, fighter planes, guns, ammunition, and chemical weapons.”
“We actually used it, too.”
“okay. Intercontinental ballistic missiles are booming! When it popped out, I was a little nervous too. It’s not a big deal why that monster was stuffing something like that into its body. That was there when he became a mutant. “It was a facility where Middle Eastern countries allied with China and secretly stockpiled war weapons.”
Gedreutz continued, recalling the time when the monster called ‘War’ was a human being.
“The right person died in the right place. The original before becoming a war monster is none other than the man who thrust the first nuclear missile, which started all these wars, in the middle of Washington.”
Kim Jangso. It was that kind of name. The Chairman of North Korea’s Supreme National Defense Commission, a hereditary dictator, and a puppet dictator who has already been made obsolete by the military.
“He’s seen how what started at his fingertips brought the world to its knees. “Perhaps the reason he has become a monster resembling war itself is because he thinks he is the starting point of a war that ended a generation.”
If early North Korea was a place that maintained a dictatorship with all its power, later North Korea was a place that used the symbol of a dictator to maintain such concentrated power. Those in real power are military generals. The Kim family that survived without being disposed of was used as a tool to deal with the already brainwashed residents, and Kim Jang-so, chairman of the People’s Supreme National Defense Commission, was just one of those living tools.
He was weak and foolish, and yet he had greed running deep in his veins.
So Gedroitz chose him as the starting point of destruction.
“When things went wrong, you probably ran to the place you thought was the safest. “As he was the leader of North Korea, which was China’s vanguard, how could he have obtained information about the secret hangar?”
He told me. It would be safe where the most weapons are sleeping.
It was only after the nuclear missile was launched that the greedy idiot realized what he had done, was horrified, and, under Gedreutz’s guidance, hid himself in an armory in the Middle East.
“Sometimes huge events completely change the people who encounter them. Even the character Kim Jang-so, who was an irredeemable idiot, couldn’t help but feel guilty as he watched the war that reduced humanity by percent every day. “He hid in a hangar full of weapons and died, becoming a monster like war itself.”
Anyone who knew of the existence of that huge arsenal was secretly killed as soon as the war broke out.
After Kim Jang-su entered the missile silo, Gedreutz changed all the access security codes.
The puppet dictator, imprisoned in a place full of only missiles and weapons, waited for officials who could not come and was seriously starving.
He licked the water seeping through the concrete, survived on rats and cockroaches that he had worked hard to catch, and desperately tried to learn how to use all the missiles and weapons that had piled up so much that the passageway was so cramped that he could escape.
Then I starved to death. That’s how it became the type 3 variant ‘Wo’.
The Type 3 variant, which symbolizes the war itself, was created through his clever guidance, spreading the dense radiation generated from its own body from Area 2 to the world and presenting a countdown to the surviving humans.
When I think about that time, I think it was truly heartbreaking. He made countless excuses to himself for inducing one person to become a monster, saying that this was the most likely means, and that even though Kim Jang-soo was a dictator with only a facade, he was a villain with a record of using his position to kill countless people like ants. There was no better way to force survivors to gather in the dome, an experiment site, than widespread radioactive contamination, which would make it impossible for them to survive without a strong city-level shield.
“Now Kesselring. So here’s the question. Would you like to tell me why I suddenly started talking about the past history of the Type 3 mutant that we already killed and dismantled? “The hint is the reason you started asking this question.”
“I think you are saying that the dismembered corpse of the variant called ‘War’ can be used as a weapon. “It’s worth consuming 30% of the Raptor’s power.”
“As expected, you are smart!”
It was a literal story. The ‘Gedreuts of the past’ hoped that the variant born in the missile silo where all kinds of tactical and strategic nuclear weapons would function simply as ‘an entity that endlessly emits radioactivity and puts pressure on humanity’, and that was indeed the case.
However, ‘now Gedreuz’, whose personality is mixed with that of Gustave Al Harb, only retrieved the monster he had created because he came up with a more useful use for the war weapon monster.
After giving Kesselring a firm pat on the back, he unlocked the iron box that was carefully kept in one corner of his room.
Push! Hazy steam and cold air flowing out along with the sound.
“It was an item that required special care in handling, so I had to go through the chunks of corpses myself, cutting them apart with a knife and an axe.”
“Then, that exercise you called a ‘pastime’ last time.”
“okay. “I was looking for this.”
What appeared inside the box were grape-sized, light green lumps that were softly shining.
“This is…”
“The source of the radioactivity that that monster possessed. It is a new level of nuclear reactivity that even previous generations of humans have never had, purified through biological processes rather than artificial processing…”
Talk.
Gedreutz tore off a light green particle attached to a living blood vessel, lightly flicked it with his fingertips, and burst into laughter.
“With the energy contained in this small grain, you can build a large nuclear power plant or reduce an entire city to ashes. Now do you understand why I went to such lengths to capture that guy from District 2?”
“understand. “Dom’s expeditionary force wasn’t even on His Excellency’s mind.”
“It’s that kind of Sam. If you understand, get to work now! “I trust you, but I have no intention of revealing the specifics of how to use this.”
“I will return immediately.”
Kesselring walked out of his office, his snake-like eyes filled with satisfaction. It must feel good. In the meantime, I thought that in a modern war, 30% of the strength of a huge corps would be defeated just by killing one stupid monster, but when I actually checked, I found out that I had acquired a weapon so powerful that it could not even be compared to the 30% of the raptor’s strength. Indeed, it would have been an act consistent with Kesselring’s ‘rationality’.
“Tsk tsk tsk. This is why you can’t leave the steering wheel to idiots. “If you sympathize with them a little and guide them a little, they will think that everyone is thinking the same way.”
Gedroitz clicked his tongue as he looked at Kesselring’s back.
Yes, these grape-like light green radioactive lumps are not very numerous in number, but with a little effort, they are enough to recreate the nuclear explosions that simultaneously embroidered each country immediately after the outbreak of World War III.
But why should he waste these few precious treasures on something like the Dom Expeditionary Force? They are just experimental subjects in the laboratory he prepared, and Raptor is also seen by him as nothing more than tweezers or medicine to handle experimental subjects.
Gedreutz found an unexpected breakthrough by merging with the personality of the leader who created a group of crazy killers called Raptors. A way to correct the world seen from the perspective of someone who has completely sunk to the bottom, something that Gedroitz, an ordinary scientist of the past, could not even have imagined.
Sweet.
He closed the metal box and came out of the office.
Weeeeeeenn-!!!
As he came out of the completely soundproof room according to his order, an ear-piercing siren sound greeted him.
[Enemy approaching! Enemy approaching! Entering the buried mine area!]
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Rumbling!
A cloud of dust rose from quite far away and a tremor swept through my son-in-law.
[Break through! Breakthrough!]
Chiik-
[It’s Kesselring. That much was already expected. From the Triceratops tank line forward, when the enemy’s speed is low, deploy cyborg soldiers. Hold your feet.]
[As soon as the enemy loses mobility, throw all firepower into the area. Damage to allies is not considered.]
[Opponent is the highest priority target. This is Professor Park. Be sure to kill him now that he has entered alone.]
[Noise-r43 report. Immediately after engaging the target, the approach speed of the Dome Expeditionary Force increased.]
[They ignore it.]
[….Re-check. Is this an order to ignore the Swarm Alpha enemy main force?]
[Yes. Firepower, including all tanks occupying the direction of the Dome Expeditionary Force, is allocated to blocking Professor Park who is approaching. The main unit has already prepared countermeasures.]
[…2 14 17 34 The battalion will circle around.]
The voices of subordinates quickly joined in with the rushing reports and organized them in an orderly manner.
The sight that began to be seen outside the large front window was so spectacular that even Gedreutz, who had been through all kinds of chaos, could not contain his joy.
Tanks moving in an orderly manner, like a school of herring, were turning their guns toward a single point.
It appeared from the dust created by the exploded mine and was heading straight toward the main unit, crushing barbed wire fences, obstacles, vehicles, and people like a torrent.
The satellites that had been moving little by little in the sky suddenly formed a few clumps in the form of a ring like the rings of Saturn, imitating a new celestial body, and on the ground, small green fruits to welcome them were in his hands.
“at las. It’s finally the beginning….”
Things happen, they happen.
That was the conclusion that Gedreutz came to while observing a world divided into numerous cases.
It is unknown whether it is an unknown thing called fate or a set process designed by an actual God.
The scientist who tried harder than anyone else in the world to change the ‘determined result’ finally found a new solution at the end of despair when all his means were exhausted.
“I foolishly tried to change a tree that was already firmly rooted by cutting off its branches.”
“It is natural that no matter how many different futures we prepare for a situation that is already irreversible, the outcome will not change.”
I tried to somehow find the answer in a better ‘future’, but no matter how hard I tried, I only failed.
“It is possible that humanity has been going in the wrong direction for a very long time to begin with.”
Without even thinking about fixing something closer to the root, the ‘past’.
No matter how much he does, he can’t turn back time. I tried quite hard, but I clearly knew that it was impossible.
However, there are many ways to go back to the past without turning back time.
Even though it is a wasteland right now, don’t we call the pre-war era the ‘old era’ and treat it as a great era different from the present?
Just as great inventions are created from mistakes, he had already presented the world with a solution to all of these problems with his own hands.
“The point at which humanity has gone astray. “Whether it’s morality, customs, culture, or technology… If we make a wrong choice somewhere and turn everything that has accumulated since then into ashes, humanity can return to the past.”
As Gedroitz recalled his newly established theory, he thought of a colleague from his past.
Li Xue. A researcher who broke away from him and founded a group of technophobic fanatics called ‘Happy Blinds’. In a way, his current actions were very similar to Li Xue’s thoughts.
The difference is that she thought that the only means to save the collapsing world was for all the technology of modern humans, as well as all older generations of humans who witnessed the existence of that technology and remembered the past, to commit suicide.
Gedreutz’s new plan differed in only two ways.
However, the current technology resulting from faulty growth is not ‘eliminated’ but ‘isolated’.
Both are human beings of the present age who remember both our wrong past and our irreversible future. Leave only one of them alive.
Unlike the countless leaders who disappointed him, a superhuman was miraculously born from a plan he gave up. A truly perfect human being who is perfectly suited to lead a flock of sheep that always wander along the path no matter who takes the lead.
Boom-
boom-
boom-!
The one who is coming towards him like a cannonball, destroying everything that stands in his way.
“The only success this world of mine and ours has conceived. “O indescribably noble perfection.”
The uncertain future will be left in his hands.
Whether he wants it or not.
Because such is the fate of the great.
So, great one. My only success.
“Allow us to become a monument to this moment.”
Gedreutz lowered his lightly raised hand.
-Kkwagwagwaaang!
Shells fired by hundreds of tanks simultaneously rained down on a single human being.
Gedroitz Raptor was crazy.
Because he won’t die from something like this.
Unlike other monsters born from a foolish mind, the author is the only successful work born from a living mind. Because it is the only true variant created in the form he first planned.
He is invincible.
He is the only lighthouse of the new era!
An attack like this would do nothing but tie them up. That would be it! It must be so!
It must be like that…!
“Hmm. Looks like Mr. Kesselring was right. Maybe he was given too much medicine.”
Gedreutz shook his head, unknowingly opening his clenched fist until it bled. It’s ridiculous to come this far and think about new failures.
“Please enjoy the eve of the new world here.”
These majestic gunfire and roars and screams and shouts.
Isn’t it not a firecracker and a flower paper, but a fitting ceremony to decorate the finale of this world marred by destruction?
Gedroitz had one last look at the professor stranded at the center of the great violence and turned his back with a smile on his face.
With the metal box in his arms, his steps lead to a facility that he had prepared a long time ago for another plan.
It was headed toward Next Space’s space shuttle, which had already completed most of the launch preparations.
I will succeed this time. I strongly believe that we will be able to achieve a different result this time.
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