Rust - Chapter 103
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RUST [RUST]-103
The low, ringing sound continued like long tentacles.
The blade that tore through that sound opened up. Mines of flesh were spread out here and there between the tentacles that were being cut. Maru’s footsteps, which he took to avoid the tentacles and flesh on the floor, gradually became faster.
A shout from each of the three heads.
The ceiling of the server room vibrated as if it were a vibrating plate, and paint dust and cement powder fell like hail. The sound of footsteps and the sound of falling powder mixed together to create a harmony.
Bam-
Tadak-
Ta-da-dak-
As Maru gradually approached, the three mouths continued to mutter something incessantly. It was like a spell, a curse, or perhaps a plea.
He didn’t listen. He didn’t hear. Maru only saw that he had to cut it.
Faster.
Lighter.
Maru jumped 2m, 3m, 5m to the left, diagonally, and zigzag to the right, then flew up 9m in one step.
What you see at the end of the flight, defying gravity, are three strangely transformed heads.
The sounds of tearing, snapping, and cutting were compressed into a single slash.
►►►►►►!!!
Maru kicked the three heads out of the air with his foot and swung his sword blade vertically down.
The torso, which had been writhing and deforming, was cut vertically by the knife stroke that cut from top to bottom like chopping wood.
“no!!!”
The bodyguard struggled to tear off the flesh covering his lower body, but the flesh, which was gradually turning gray, did not move.
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‘Why do they like things so complicated?’
Kim Yang grumbled as she replaced the fuse. They should have standardized the size, or else she wouldn’t know why the specifications were so different.
‘Turn the lever to start manually.’
Wheeeeeeing- Wheeeeeeing-
Inside the lever that I had been turning hard, I could hear the sound of a motor turning and a red light came on. I set the timer to 15 minutes and pressed the emergency burn button, and the red light started blinking along with a warning sound.
[This facility will shortly enter emergency incineration procedures. All experiments will be stopped···]
[Let me explain again.]
[This facility will shortly undergo emergency incineration procedures… so as not to forget important data…]
[···Please evacuate under the control of security personnel.]
‘Why isn’t this guy getting up?’
Slap- slap- slap!
Even though he was dragged around, he didn’t wake up, and even though he was slapped, the helicopter pilot didn’t open his eyes. I rolled his eyes open and put my hand on his nose, but he wasn’t dead, and it didn’t seem like he had suffered any kind of brain trauma.
“Anesthesia?”
Ah, there really isn’t much time, so Ms. Kim searched the first aid kit in the control room. Since it has surgical tools, there should be surgical medicines as well.
‘there is.’
They injected the helicopter pilot with an anesthetic and loaded him onto a handcart like a piece of luggage. The situation in the hallway as seen on the CCTV screen. When a human voice was heard from the speaker on the ceiling, a swarm of rats were seen going crazy.
Kim Yang, who had shut down the ventilation system and air purification device, threw a tear gas canister wearing a gas mask. As the tear gas exploded fiercely, the rats began to run in the opposite direction of the gas.
Moments later, the CCTV footage showed a corridor that had turned hazy with tear gas. The gas was so toxic that several rats were seen stiffening, their bellies exposed. There was no sign of rats anywhere in the corridor.
’10 minutes is enough.’
Ms. Kim ran to the elevator, pulling a handcart loaded with a helicopter pilot.
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Hoo- Hoo-
Maru, wearing a gas mask, picked up a tear gas canister rolling on one side of the hallway. Maru rubbed the tear gas canister, which had almost all of its gas left, on his body and headed to the laboratory.
It was difficult to clear the wide and long corridor with just one tear gas canister, but the rats’ keen sense of smell could not withstand the tear gas, as they had all disappeared somewhere. I told Ms. Kim to catch them for 15 minutes, but 7 minutes had already passed. There were about 8 minutes left.
Tsk-
It took longer than expected because of the flesh that kept regenerating. If there was a reason it could end easily, it was because I kept slicing it without giving it time to change.
The black one in the Takaichi Pharmaceutical metal box would regenerate while becoming resistant to sharp objects when cut. On the other hand, the mutant created by the red medicine would regenerate while undergoing bizarre transformations as it was cut.
But mutating required energy, and regenerating also required energy. After cutting and cutting, the energy eventually ran out, and the mutations gradually stopped, and regeneration also slowed down.
It seemed clear that it was a fake and not real, but I couldn’t understand why he reacted so desperately.
‘Well. I guess there’s nothing I can do.’
All the way to the lab at the end of the left hallway, there was no sign of a swarm of rats. I put the damn key in and turned it, and the lab door opened.
It was a scene similar to the one I saw at Takaichi Pharmaceuticals. It was hard to understand why they were doing this. Is it really that hard to just live like a normal person and then go like a normal person?
When you have too much money and power, do you really need youth and eternal life? Maybe it’s because you’re young now and don’t understand the longing of the old.
I remembered an interview where a billionaire said he would trade his wealth for the youth of his 20s if he could.
It was ironic. Young people were trying to gain wealth and power by investing their lives, but old people with wealth and power were willing to sell their wealth and power to buy youth if it meant they could do so.
‘This sucks.’
Okay, let’s say the rich are desperate for quick fixes that might help them cure their ailments and rejuvenate themselves.
Then, combat stimulants. What are tactical drugs? Yamatsuki Shinyaku mainly researched tactical drugs, combat stimulants, and neutralizing drugs. I don’t know why these are necessary, and even if they are necessary, do they have to be like this?
With AI and supercomputers being so advanced, it seems that we can do basic research using simulations alone. Was this type of experiment really necessary?
“Fuck. Fuck you.”
Phew-
Maru, who had spit on the floor, went to the back storage. He entered the password and saw familiar things in the refrigerator inside. There was a neutralizer, a tactical drug called Berserker’s Pole, and that red medicine.
Maru, who had swept all the neutralizers and Berserker poles into the case, glanced at the red potion and ran down the hallway.
There were only three minutes left. It was a breeze to get on the elevator.
After the incident at the Theft Hospital where a nurse was stabbed to death as soon as the elevator door opened, Maru was always tense before any door opened, whether it was an elevator door or a regular door.
Haven’t you ever experienced something where you just stabbed someone without any particular murderous intent, even though there wasn’t any particularly strong murderous intent?
Ding dong-
[The door opens.]
Shake, shake – The vibration felt underfoot. As Maru got off the elevator, the elevator shook as if there was an earthquake, and the doors were forcibly closed. If he had been struggling, he would have had to open the elevator doors and get out.
Slap- s …
A sharp sound could be heard from the helicopter. The sound of Ms. Kim slapping the helicopter pilot’s face was rhythmic.
“What are you doing?”
“Uh. I gave you some anesthesia to wear off… but you didn’t wake up, so I tried to wake you up….”
No. If you hit someone, hit them lightly. What if you turn their face into a steamed bun? Fatigue appeared on Maru’s face.
Kuuuung- Kuuuung-
There was a small sound of explosions in succession. The Yamatsuki Pharmaceutical headquarters building shook slightly. Was it a hot explosion rather than a long-term burning?
“Come out here.”
“I checked the pupillary reflex, breathing, and pulse… There’s definitely nothing wrong, but he keeps hitting me and falling asleep.”
“Okay, then step aside.”
Maru took a neutralizer out of his bag. It wasn’t just an anesthetic, but a narcotic drug that caused the stretch to be severe. The neutralizer was the real deal.
“When I came here earlier, I saw there were convenience stores over there. Look for something to eat. If you don’t have any, bring some strong alcohol.”
Miss Kim nodded and disappeared into the hiding robe.
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How much time had passed? The helicopter pilot opened his eyes, groaning.
“Ugh··· what··· water···.”
The pilot took a sip of water and then coughed loudly. The sound of coughing echoed through the collapsed and tilted buildings.
“Sir, if possible, cover your mouth and cough. Do you have something to spread?”
Ugh… Knock! Knock! Kaaaaak- Thwack!
Oh my. Are you happy because you’re a helicopter pilot? Are you brave because you can’t fly a helicopter without me? Oh? Didn’t you see the CCTV? When you hear a cat’s noise, you just go crazy and go crazy towards the speaker on the ceiling.
“Sir, can’t you hear me? Cover your mouth and be quiet.”
Bukak-
As Maru stabbed the half-disassembled World Helicopter with his sword and sliced open its side, the pilot became quiet as if he had never coughed before.
“······.”
“······.”
Silence fell between the helicopter pilot and the floor.
“K-heh-heum. Where is the boss…?” K-
“I hope you are resting comfortably.”
“Where are you···”
“Don’t worry, you went first.”
“That. Is that so.”
The pilot rolled his eyes as if he was anxious about something. Maru’s eyes narrowed slightly.
‘Should I just ride my bike?’
I felt a small commotion coming from the direction that Kim Yang had gone.
Knock- knock-
I thought I heard the sound of a stone falling, and then I saw Kim Yang’s head popping out of the swaying space.
“Monkeys. Crazy monkeys are coming.”
“Monkey? Why is there a monkey in downtown Tokyo?”
In the distance, a monkey climbed up onto a telephone pole that was leaning to the side. Then another one, then two more. The number of monkeys kept increasing.
Squeak
Kkiyak kkik
In an instant, dozens of them swelled to a number that could easily be a hundred. They were not rushing toward me, perhaps because of the burn marks on the ground and the smell, but I didn’t know how long that would last.
“Ah- shit. Sir, launch the helicopter right now. If you don’t want to get eaten by a monkey.”
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Basement server room.
The bodyguard who was staring in the direction Maru had left put down the head he was holding. The sight of it squirming and trying to regenerate was pitiful.
Ugh
I pulled out my leg, which was wrapped in a mass of white, calcified flesh. Here and there, the flesh had melted away, revealing the shin bone beneath the traces of decayed clothing. Fortunately, the ankle was intact, perhaps because the tactical boots were thick.
The bodyguard took out the rapid healing agent from his pocket and put a drop of it on his shin and the melted area, and the wounds began to heal with white bubbles forming.
Ugh.
Did he know? Did he know? That it wasn’t a concentrated red potion, but something else entirely. No. That couldn’t be it. I said it was ominous. Even though I understood it rationally, my anger and hatred had nowhere to go.
If the optical covert robe hadn’t been taken away, and if I had hidden and guarded him, I wouldn’t have been captured in vain. If I hadn’t been torn apart in the first place and had moved with him, if the human Baekjeong had come with him. If even Kim Yang had come with him, this wouldn’t have happened.
The bodyguard stood up and grabbed the bag that was placed in a corner. The storage device he had taken from the Takaichi Pharmaceutical server room, and the storage device he had taken from here. He had to take this. He had to do it so that the sacrifice would not be in vain.
[This facility will shortly enter emergency incineration procedures.]
[Stop all experiments and back up important data to avoid losing it···]
[Let me explain again.]
As we left the server room, traitors with severed limbs were groaning. Traitors tied with cable ties were writhing like insects and begging.
“Save me!”
“I was wrong. Please.”
“I know what you’re doing at headquarters. I’ll tell you everything.”
You guys, you screaming bugs. Because of you guys.
“You guys are a waste of bullets.”
I wanted to tear those damn things to pieces, but yeah. Burn to death. Burning to death is the greatest pain.
Leaving behind the cries for help, the bodyguard, holding the container containing the eyeballs and hands, disappeared down the secret passage.