Rust - Chapter 421



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RUST [RUST]-421

As Maru’s worries became reality, the baby in the incubator grew rapidly. I thought it would take at least two more months for the baby to grow, but it grew very quickly.

Miss Kim looked at the child and recited the spell.

“Huh- Grow up quickly. You have to grow up quickly and go meet the main body. Meet mom and dad. Meet your subordinates. Oh, did you meet everyone?”

Ms. Kim mutters and nods.

“Huh? Huh-huh? What are you talking about now?”

The nurse’s eyes rolled around as she heard Ms. Kim’s words.

What is this?

Padlip?

I don’t think so either

How should I interpret this?

“So this isn’t a clone? Something like Director Yu MK-II.”

“That. That. No. That. Well. But. Still···”

The nurse was taken aback by Ms. Kim’s natural smile.

But still, if you say something like that to a child who hasn’t even opened his eyes yet…

“I can’t open my eyes. What can’t I open?”

“Huh? Huh? Are you open your eyes?”

The way the child glared at Ms. Kim. Her pupils clearly moved in the direction Ms. Kim was facing.

“Look at that glare. Yeah. That’s right. That’s what Director Yu Mark-2 is like.”

“No. Was there some kind of grudge?”

I do have a grudge.

How can I forgive you for acting so cool and being such a cannibal when you’re just going to get chopped up by a butcher? I absolutely can’t forgive you.

Rapid fire isn’t the only way to shoot. Sniping is also a way to shoot, and rapid fire is also a way to shoot. What if you just shoot them all that way and then die? Is that the end of it?

“Yeah. Yeah. Grow up quickly. Okay. I’ll be good to you.”

Kim Yang said, looking at the capsule.

Maru, who came down after hearing the report that the baby had come out of the incubator, had a headache.

I knew you had a rivalry with Director Yoo, but it’s strange to say something like that to a piece of flesh.

Above all, they were clones. If you think about it, weren’t they like identical twins? Even identical twins with the same genes are different people, so would clones be different?

Either way, Kim Yang’s mood soared.

“Director Yoo said that. He said that the dirtiest things he encountered while he was in Iraq and Afghanistan were women and children. Don’t be fooled by appearances. Yeah.”

“Look at that kid’s eyes. Those eyes are like rotten dried pollack. Are those really the eyes of a kid?”

“What are you talking about? You have to start making sense. Now···”

Maru looked at the child through Kim Yang’s eyes.

When his eyes met with the child’s, he felt his breath catch in his throat. The child, smaller than his forearm, was glaring at him with his mouth shut.

“W-what- me-.”

“Look at that.”

“Can he open his eyes already? Is that because he grew up in an incubator? No, he just saw me.”

“I saw it too.”

Ms. Kim, who was laughing in a strange way, looked really happy.

“Hey. And if you lose later? You die. And what if he’s just a clone? What if he doesn’t remember Director Yoo?”

“What are you talking about? You don’t remember, but you’re glaring at me like that?”

Miss Kim chuckled.

“First, I’ll change your diaper.”

“what?”

“I would say I raised him by changing his dirty diapers.”

“What the hell are you going to do if you remember?”

When I glanced at the capsule, the child had his eyes tightly shut.

Is this real?

Maru completely forgot about the climate change data he was looking at and checked the U+ program data.

The people at the Virginia Langley Research Institute definitely didn’t seem normal, and neither did the Department of Homeland Security. And the researchers Maru had gathered…

The U Plus program was targeting various fields based on Director Yu’s mass production. The first thing they tried was cloning.

We succeeded in extracting DNA from somatic cells and even secured eggs. The test subject had the trait of rejuvenation and was also top-notch in combat power, so it was regrettable that we could only replicate its appearance.

So, I have no choice but to be greedy.

What is important when discussing elite soldiers?

A body perfected through extreme training is important, but equally important is practical experience.

The additional research topic was in the field of memory transfer or memory transplantation.

The possibility of extracting memory-transmitting substances from the brain of one individual and transferring memories to another individual was a topic that had been studied in various research institutes for a long time.

A representative example is memory transfer experiments using monkeys, which show even greater potential.

The experiment involved extracting memory-transmitting substances from the brain of monkey A, who was friendly with his zookeeper, and injecting them into monkey B, who had no relation to the zookeeper. As a result, monkey B recognized the zookeeper, whom it had never seen before, and recalled a specific game it had played with monkey A and the zookeeper.

The U Plus program included extracting memory transfer material from Director Yu’s body and transplanting it into a clone.

So, if the U Plus program is successful, it means that more U directors will be produced.

Fortunately, the ability-based people targeting the U+ program destroyed the Homeland Security laboratory, so the terrible thing that happened with Director Yu’s unit almost happened.

“No. What is this? Who told you to research the U+ program? Yes?”

The researchers’ eyes turned to the floor. Then I remembered what I had first said to the researchers. Didn’t I tell them to do whatever research they wanted?

ah-

“Big. Big. Anyway, I need some explanation now. First, let’s talk about U Plus memories. When he grows up, will he become Director Yoo?”

Maru said, pointing to the child inside the capsule.

“That’s not it. The transfer of memory is estimated to be between 20 and 30%.”

Miss Kim, who was next to me, felt sorry. Are you saying that it’s just 0.2 Yu, 0.3 Yu?

“But it seems like you’re staring at me. What’s going on?”

“I think it’s because it’s mainly transferred based on strong memories.”

“What if it’s a strong memory?”

“I believe that there is a high possibility that memories of times when one’s life was in danger, or memories that have been repeatedly mastered, will be transferred.”

Kim Yang, who had been down at the researcher’s answer, slowly came back to life.

Maru sighed at the sight of Kim Yang’s renewed motivation.

So, that means there’s a high probability that the memory of fighting to the death continued at the end. There was no intermediate process of why they fought, and the only memory that remained was that they fought that person?

While Maru was wondering what to do with this, the researcher tried to change Director Yu’s Mark-2 diaper. When Kim Yang saw that, she quickly went inside.

“I will do it.”

Miss Kim smiled sinisterly as she pushed aside the researcher.

“Okay, Director Yoo. Let’s see how much you’ve spent?” said Ms. Kim, who was wearing a Lulu diaper, softly.

“Oh my. You packed it well.”

The child, with his eyes tightly shut, began to tremble.

Maru also closed his eyes.

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Roy Stern sat down beside the slumped body of the agent and emptied his glass. He tapped his empty glass with his fingers, and the bartender spoke softly as he filled his glass.

“It costs $100 to have it cleaned up.”

Pay a $100 cleanup fee or clean up after yourself. The bartender and the people nearby didn’t seem to care much even though they knew the agent might be dead.

Death, which was common in Japan, was cheap here too.

He emptied his full glass in one go and held the empty glass out to the bartender. Tap tap – At the signal for more, the bartender spoke again.

“What are you going to do?”

Instead of answering, I shoved two $100 bills in my hand. The bartender grumbled, “Oh, my.” as he filled my glass. It was funny.

At the bartender’s signal, two men sitting in the corner naturally dragged the sagging agent out.

Now the corpse will be stripped and flayed, and its naked body will be devoured by rats and cockroaches.

Before it is buried in the ground and rots.

Fuck···.

What’s the difference?

A corner of a Japanese refugee camp and an LA alley were so similar.

As Japan died, the country he had tried to protect was already dead.

Maybe even he himself···.

“Fuck.”

As Roy Stern walked out of the bar, having downed his glass, the gang greeted him.

“Hey, soldier. Just put down your wallet and go…”

Before he could finish speaking, Roy Stern rushed in.

There was a dull thud as something broke in the punch that was swung in the blink of an eye.

Kujik-

A black mass with a crushed jaw collapsed.

Pulsuk-

At that sight, the gangsters stopped pulling out their pistols and started to back away.

“This… Eater?”

“Fuck! It’s Man Eater!”

Maneater? What’s that?

“Step, save me,” a soft voice said from behind Roy Stern, who frowned as he watched the gangsters running away.

“I’m talking about cannibals.”

Roy Stern turned around at the unlucky voice he had heard from somewhere.

A man was standing there, his jaw and neck broken by a single punch, with blood on his lips.

“Were you alive?”

“Ah- You’re a capable person. I thought your punches were heavy.”

The agent, who had been looking around, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and began to tell a story.

“First of all, I apologize for my verbal abuse. Since this is what I do, it was difficult for me to choose the means and methods.”

“What are you?”

I clearly confirmed that he was dead?

I couldn’t control my emotions because I was so upset.

Clearly his jaw and neck were broken, but he’s still alive and well?

What is the blood on your mouth?

Looking at it closely like this, I felt a sense of incongruity.

It wasn’t human. The agent was something in human skin.

The agent waved his hand as Roy Stern’s eyes began to turn cold.

“Well, they say he is a shadow who sacrifices himself for the national interest. Does it make you sad when you see him like that?”

“Stop being a jerk.”

“This story is going to be a bit long. Would you like a drink?”

He took the lead and entered the bar.

The people who had been noisily quietened down and then started noisily again.

Even if the person who was dragged out came back safe and sound, no one cared.

Regardless, the agent sat down on his seat and began to talk.

“Ordinary people call people like me cannibals. Of course, I am different from those low-level cannibals.”

“So you’re saying I won’t die?”

There have been cannibal-related incidents in Japan from time to time, but Roy Stern asked the question as if he had no idea. The agent shrugged and emptied his glass.

“No way. It’s just that it’s somewhat sturdy and has decent regenerative abilities.”

“So you’re saying that to kill someone, you have to cut off their head or crush their skull.”

The agent was not fazed by those blunt words.

“Yes, that’s true. But I guess the rumors were true.”

“What rumors.”

The agent’s eyes, naturally changing the subject, swept over Roy Stern.

“There’s a rumor that people who survive long enough in hellish Japan develop abilities.”

“Rumors are just rumors, not everything. I wish we could get back to the main point.”

The agent’s expression, which had been slightly shrugging his shoulders, instantly changed to a serious one.

“For a new homeland. Roy Stern. Your devotion is needed.”

Roy Stern chuckled at the serious tone.

“A new homeland? That’s crazy talk.”

“I see. Then how about this, Baron Roy Stern?”

“baron?”

“Yes.”

The agent’s eyes appeared slightly red.

“As you know, the world has already changed. Monsters are overflowing, and things that seem to come out of myths and movies have become commonplace. Transportation and communication have also been cut off. Human life will return to the Middle Ages.”

“So the aristocratic system with lands should be revived?”

“Yes. It is now an irreversible trend. Modern civilization has collapsed, and we have entered an era of survival of the fittest. It is a world where only those who unite under the banner of the powerful can survive.”

“So? Take control of the military and become independent?”

“No. I’m asking you to take control of Charlotte. The powerful should rule.”

At those words, Roy Stern burst out laughing as if he couldn’t hold it in.

“Was that your point?”

“Ah- That’s right. Was it like that? You’re confusing me.”

Just as the sticky murderous intent was rising in the agent’s voice, the armored pilots came looking for Roy Stern.

“This is an emergency dispatch. The eastern stronghold has been attacked. A pack of coyote monsters have arrived.”

Roy Stern and the agent’s gaze collided.

“Should I go?”

“I suggest you think about it seriously. Before it’s too late.”

Pick- Roy Stern passed the agent, answering with a bitter smile.