Chapter 442 – [Asleep TV Waits in a Dream in the Holy Land]

Thanks to the computer provided to me separately, it was not difficult to gather approximate information. However, it was not possible to openly approach the secret.

Computers on Earth also keep records of visits, let alone computers in places like this that don’t know what I’ve been looking for and visiting. After digging into the secret, isn’t this a spy? And on the day when doubt arises, it must be replaced.

Of course, as long as I came to the TV planet system, I can avoid the worst if I get caught at any time, but… But I don’t like spacewalking naked. If there are no coordinates, I want to leave it until I go to the TV nature if possible because I have an error like last time.

Anyway, among the high-ranking priests gathered on the planet Nile, there were about 3,000 pure priests, excluding deacons and monks. Of course, there would be more if you add all the deacons, monks, and laymen below that, but still, it feels like a bustling place compared to the planet Melos, which only had the largest deacon on one planet.

For reference, these guys have a lifespan of 200 years, if not more. Since he had both biotechnology and this ability, even if he was born as a layman, he would live comfortably for 200 years before dying.

Then, if you become a bishop, your lifespan becomes uncertain, and you live a fucking long time, and when you go up to the five apostles who are said to have lived thousands of years, the argument becomes meaningless.

[This planet seems to be where you were, right?]

“…….Yes that’s right”

Momo said carefully.

It looks like he looks a little uneasy, so I ask him, and it seems like bingo.

The planet where the absent five apostles and Dr. Alien’s lover Momo worked, probably one of the five apostles went on the Earth side, and he didn’t leave at the right time, so surely that Gar-Recal or something is Earth. Would have gone to

Based on the results, it can be assumed that the hostile species that invaded the earth were manufactured and sent here.

[You must know the approximate geography and facilities]

“Yes, but it’s been quite a while since I haven’t been here…”

[Does not matter. Branch]

The planet Melos was a resource mining planet, and most of the population was savatar. There are only dozens of real Tiv civilizations, so it doesn’t feel like a place to live.

However, this is a planetary system with nature. The number of Sabbatas as well as laymen is easily over one billion.

That means you can see the society and structure of Tiv civilization here in earnest. In addition, it is better to hear about the facilities and stories related to the red species.

If there were other apostles, I should have been careful, but he’s not there. So I can crack.

“Is there any place you would like to visit?”

[What is this place famous for?]

“On the Nile planet, we are mainly engaged in monster-related businesses. From manufacturing to distribution. So, there are many research complexes for more efficient production.”

[I don’t know anything in particular…… I’d better go to the place you remember]

“Yes? Ah, that…”

[What are you worried about, I’ll be by your side?]

“Ah! I’m sorry, I’ve caused trouble to Apostle Worst.”

No matter what happened to her here in the past, the name Apostle is the supreme ruler of this civilization. Even if I’m just that cosplayer, it’s not just an impersonation, it’s more than half real because I can use the most important magno leton.

Honestly, who would have thought that only those born in this civilization could have the power that takes thousands of years to build up, just raw?

Maybe that’s why I’m sometimes scared of my cousin who made covetous infinite energy and infinity force core.

“Worst Apostle, where are you going…”

[I plan to look around this place. There may be clues for the return of lost memories]

“We will guide you”

[My servant said he had experience working here. No need for excessive guidance. Call me if you need anything.]

When Priest Mor-China heard that I was leaving, he hurriedly came, but when I refused, he said nothing more and withdrew.

The office of apostle seems pretty absolute. Even if you look at the rank of a knight, he is at the top, so he can’t be tackled recklessly.

“I will head to the research institute I know.”

[Let it happen]

Something like a TV-style limousine or something similar to a fancy vehicle that looked like it was for VIPs caught my eye. This is also a red species, so it’s a bit uncomfortable, but the appearance is like a dragon, so it’s a bit fancy.

The view below, seen while flying, undoubtedly shows that it is the center of a prosperous civilization. However, they do not realize that it is built on the blood and pain of others.

Seriously, who would even think about it. It would be better if they died fighting for freedom and rights, but what they did was clearly sinful.

“We have arrived. This is the research institute where the priest I used to attend was located. Now it seems that the priest has been dispatched to a different place…”

[Goes in]

“All right”

The news that I was coming separately had been conveyed, and there were employees lined up at the entrance to the research center. From the head priest of this institute to the laity below. There is nothing more to say about the Sabbats.

“Welcome, Apostle Worst. I am Priest Coz-Harte, the head priest of this institute. I heard that you are coming, but how could such a small institute…”

[I want to see you guys work. It’s just a tour, so don’t worry too much]

“Yes, I understand. Please come this way first.”

In addition to intelligence, signs of other creatures were felt inside the laboratory. And the number is close to tens of thousands, not just one or two.

It’s not small, but it’s not that big either, but it’s close to tens of thousands of enemy species in a laboratory like this. If so, if the entire planet were to produce hostile species, how many could be produced?

We will not only make enemy species purely for aggression, but we will also make enemy species that can replace vehicles or machines, so if not all, if not all, if we invest one star’s resources to make it……. Can’t resist their aggression.

Eventually, the head priest of the research institute followed him to a huge room in the center of the research institute lined with things like incubators. Several types of hostile species were gurgling around in the disgusting slimy green liquid.

There were no large ones, so most of them were only small. It’s about the same size as a human… Ah, but it’s not a humanoid species. It’s just an enemy of sorts.

“We are working every day to make monsters that are more efficient in harvesting evil thoughts. If they are too weak, they are easily killed by the natives, and if they are too strong, it is rather difficult to collect evil thoughts. The trick is to increase the average value. This lab only makes small monsters, so everything is small, but shouldn’t we start with the smallest thing?”

[……….Hmm]

I was listening to the head priest’s bullshit.

I might have exploded here if I was just crazy with anger control disorder, but the important thing is to get information.

And I’m the type of person who gets cold-hearted when I’m pushed to the limit. Getting angry is usually acting, and inside I fight thinking about how I can kill that bastard. If I was just an idiot, I’d be way behind.

But to be honest, there is no such thing as bullshit when I hear it from the point of view of such guys. On the other side, when an enemy species appears, the city immediately turns into hell, and even the Great Depression 20 years ago made society laugh, but it is true to see people claiming that they are proud of it.

I think I know why Dr. Allian was afraid of these guys and tried to resist them.

Just as two-eyed people are abnormal in a one-eyed world, people with a bit of humanity will be seen as abnormal in a madman’s world.

Of course, Dr. Alian is the rice for that herb. If you did a human experiment, you should look back.

“In fact, the level of the natives is so low that it’s hard to fine-tune them. Although it’s easier to exterminate them.”

[Right]

It’s almost like that. The feeling of seeing America in the middle of the Wild West era. Like killing Native Americans and taking land, technically advanced, but stealing and plundering the same person for their own benefit.

The level of civilization has advanced, but the spirit is uncivilized. Is the TV god so good?

2 stacks with this. When the first stack was accumulated, there was at least room for rethinking, but from the second stack onwards, it is guilty. This civilization may have advanced technologically, but it is still far from reaching spiritual maturity.

All of this is because of the god Tib. Even if they have developed this much, it is because they are fanatics who depend on God and live only for it.

No, I’m not just denying religion. On the one hand, it is religion that prevents humans from making the worst choice when they are in despair, but proper religion is rare.

There are good gods and good religions, but there are too many cases of the opposite.

[It is done now. Seems like enough tours. I will give you compensation for what happened today.]

“Yes! Thank you! Thank you, Worst Apostle!!!”

I was half-sure about them. Now, even without almost complete physical evidence, these bastards can be convicted without hesitation if they are summoned and beaten.

Come out of the lab and walk for a while. Other priests tried to follow, but deliberately bit people. The only person next to me was my mother.

[Is it the same place you knew?]

“It’s a little different over time, but some things are the same. Originally, it was used as a laboratory for specifying dimensional coordinates.”

As the test subject, I use Sabata, not an enemy species.

The more you think about it, the more disgusting these guys are. What divides humanity is not from appearances or genes, but from the heart within. If you seek to be human yourself, even with that, the minimum existence of humanity is established.

No matter how absolutely obedient the savatas are, if they try to claim their rights on their own, I can leave room for them on the other hand. There is no need to fight and die with them as if it were a created life.

[Let’s take a little break. I also need to organize my thoughts]

“If you want to rest, there is a park nearby. How about there? It’s not far from here.”

[Go there]

By the time I walked to the park Momo had told me about for a bit of rest… I smelled blood there. A very unpleasant smell of blood.

The smell of blood I was talking about is not simply the smell of human blood. It refers to the overall reverberation that remains when someone dies.

Besides, other faint smells mixed with the smell of blood naturally make me frown. It’s not just the smell, it’s the chestnut scent that comes from men’s semen.

The smell of blood and the scent of chestnut flowers, if the two were mixed, they eventually came to one. Rape and murder, that feeling one-sided.

“Oh…..!!!”

Soon after arriving at the park, there was a corpse strewn near an artificial tree. Momo looked at the corpse and made a horrified expression.

The body was that of a child. She is a young girl, about 10 years old at most by human standards.

There were severe sleep wounds and bruises on her neck, and a sticky white liquid dripped from between her legs. Just looking at it, all the circumstantial evidence comes out.

“I’m sorry, Priest Worst. I’ll ‘clean it up’ soon.”

[……..Clean up?]

“Yes, I think it was ‘used’ by young lay people, but I am really sorry for disturbing your eyes. I will apologize on behalf of you.”

I calmed down the emotions rising somewhere in my heart.

Seeing how to be angry at something like this, I would like to think that I still have some humanity left, but on the contrary, despite having the power to put up with the situation, I can see that my humanity has been twisted somewhere.

Momo thought she was really trash about the little girl who died. As a person, she says she will use disposable products and clean up what she throws away on the street.

If it were normal and really like that, you would think that he picks up garbage on the street and is very nice, but if it was a living thing and a corpse of a person who was the life, it rather creates a sense of alienation.

It is said that Sabata is regarded as an object, but I truly felt that they were treated as objects.

[Little child]

“Savatars have no children. They have sexual function, but they don’t have fertility. We can’t make children with each other, or between lay people and Sabata.”

[Then what is this child?]

“I think it’s probably a type that was produced separately in the factory for this purpose. Due to the nature of Sabata, which has to be engaged in labor, this type of childhood form is not produced due to poor efficiency, but this is the Nile planet, which is famous for monster manufacturing, so it seems to have been made and used like this.”

I have nothing to say. If I had been a psychopath, I would have had no feelings.

Although Sabata is like a slave class, she is still alive. She doesn’t have a soul, but she has a heart and she feels pain. But if she died like this, then she……. What was this child born for?

It’s not just a judgment based on appearance. If I was going to use it for this purpose, I had it for several years, and it’s not like this today, it’s because it’s good to see that I didn’t use it a few times. There is no one who uses the products that can be bought from the factory by attaching affection to each one.

Afterwards, when Momo sends a call, someone is urgently dispatched.

What came was not an ambulance, a doctor, a bier or a mortician, but Sabata, a garbage truck and sanitation worker.

“I-I’m really sorry! I had to show this to Apostle Worst…”

[Done]

A person died and became a corpse, but when the garbage truck arrived, I realized that this perception was already deeply rooted.

In the creation of life that is not accompanied by ethics, it is treated as a thing without even treating it as life. Killing a person is the same for me too, but recognizing that it is life and killing it are very different.

[How are you going to handle this?]

“Yes, I plan to collect them first and then hand them over to the recycling part of the monster production plant. They always run out of materials…”

[Is it]

The idea of ​​using corpses as ingredients is no longer disgusting, I want to be like that.

Let’s be clear here, these guys, whether they’re Sabata or Tiv civilizations, their personalities are twisted. Is it that the basic humanity itself is worn out, or is it like that from the beginning?

I gave a separate order to Sabata, who came to collect the body.

[Don’t take this to the factory, burn it. You showed me this in front of me, so don’t even leave a trace. Got it?]

“Yes!!!! I understand, Apostle Worst!!!!”

[I will check later. Handle it for sure]

“Yes!!!”

He behaved politely, bowed his head to me and obeyed my order.

A created life has a heart but no soul, and a soul without a soul cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation even after death.

If that’s the case, don’t insult the corpse at all and burn it so that it goes well. That was the only thing I could do. I don’t even have a soul to judge afterward, but it’s better than nothing.

Originally, I wanted to hit the muster like this, but before that, I had one more thing to do.

I’ll have to use it when I see the face of Tib, the bastard these guys are screaming at so much.

I really wonder what kind of guy he was to make civilization this way. Of course, the anger outweighs the curiosity.