Rust - Chapter 621



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RUST [RUST]-621

Armed with drugs, bombs, and fresh faith, the rats literally ran wild.

Now lead the pagans here to death.

God of Death, please accept this miserable death and lead me to paradise.

Kwaaaaang!

Crazy. Crazy! (This is crazy. These are crazy!)

Squeak! (Block the entrance!)

Squeak squeak squeak! (Support! Request support!)

In an effort to stop field mice carrying explosives and stimulants from running wild, New York native rats also used hand grenades captured from humans, but the effect was minimal.

Phew!

The grenade exploded, sending four or five field mice flying into the air. A rat that had made a booby trap by tying a string to the grenade pin poked its head out slightly.

Jjii? (Is he dead?)

The sight of the rats, which had been thrown to the ceiling and walls by the grenade explosion, struggling to get up.

The rats, spiked with a mix of psychoactive substances, rapid-acting drugs, and adrenaline-boosting drugs, looked like monsters.

Yes, that’s right.

The mice that developed thumb joints were able to use syringes.

A field mouse that injects itself with a stimulant like the one used by marines in a space war game and makes strange noises.

Chihhhh-

Jjik-ye-

Jiiiii- (death is inevitable-)

‘What. What are those···.’

These were field mice whose already tough hides had become even tougher and harder after preying on a huge number of their own kind in a short period of time. And they even had medicine.

The rats of New York tried to negotiate, but the field mice were stubborn. The god of death said, “Kill them all,” so we will do as he says.

The plan to gradually reduce the number of human soldiers and kill the humans failed. The rats of New York retreated underground again. And the sewers were destroyed to prevent the rats from entering. The attack and defense were reversed.

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The imperial ministers were shocked to see three rats on the conference table. It was understandable, since there was a rat in the conference room that was as big as a grown man’s thigh.

“It’s a field mouse.”

“Is that the rat from the Holy Kingdom?”

“They used to call it the Divine Kingdom, but now there are crows, wolves, and now rats. I guess you could call it the Animal Kingdom.”

“They say there are even seagulls at the Newport News Shipyard, so that’s true.”

President Den Brown looked at Ki-sun, who had brought the field mouse into the conference room.

“What kind of case is this? Bringing a field mouse into the conference room?”

“Because they’re not just any rats.”

“Did you genetically engineer it? Or is it to show that you have some kind of druid-like ability to manipulate animals?”

“I don’t have that ability, but even if I didn’t, this is a situation the Empire needs to know about.”

Unlike the previous times, the aura that the ministers were giving off was faintly black. A strong sense of wariness. A negative emotion that was perhaps close to hostility.

If the war of attrition had continued, they would have eventually lost their hold and used nuclear bombs, but they saved us in that color. Even the commander-in-chief, Dan Brown, was a dark gray, almost black.

‘It would be an exaggeration to say that I was shocked to see hundreds of thousands of field mice moving in unison.’

Perhaps it was because of a sense of crisis. It was probably because their pride was hurt to the point where they were fighting rats on a level similar to the Vietnam War or the Afghanistan War.

“Will you teach me the empire?”

“If you don’t want, I’ll send the mice away.”

Then one of the cabinet members raised his voice.

“Are you kidding me? You put a rat on the table without asking and now you’re taking it away? What do you want?”

“···It is the performance of the contract and facing reality.”

The problem was that they were barely able to maintain the front line by repeatedly pulling out Naru clones.

Blocking the breach with clone meat shields was only temporary, as new holes would require the entry of a reserve force of human troops, which meant a war of attrition.

It was a situation where they knew that engaging in a war of attrition with a pack of rats was a foolish thing to do, but they had no choice. It was a bitter winter, so they couldn’t evacuate the citizens, and evacuation was virtually impossible.

If it was a little cold, I would have tried something, but the average temperature was -45 degrees Celsius and the lowest temperature was -70 degrees Celsius. In this situation, where would ten million people abandon the city and go?

“It was a transfer of research materials on the Bladinaru clone, the main body, and all surviving clones. Of course, I have no intention of breaking the contract. It just takes a little more time.”

Dark blue. Negative, but still feeling rational.

“What time? Didn’t the contract say it would be handed over immediately?”

“It won’t take long. We have to organize the data too.”

This is similar, so it must be true without any other intention. Ki-soon read the feeling conveyed by the color of Den Brown, but he couldn’t just pass it by.

“You can just give me the entire server and hard disk without having to organize it. I can organize it myself.”

“I don’t know if the Holy Kingdom has common storage media like servers and hard disks, but unfortunately the Empire doesn’t. So it’s difficult to give away the entire server and hard disk.”

This is true, but the dark color has become a little darker. It seems that the negative emotions have become stronger. Ki-soon looked at Den Brown quietly.

‘Are we going to become enemies?’

It wasn’t. It was dark, but the basic color was gray. It felt very neutral.

‘Because it’s neutral···.’

Good words. Neutrality. But Ki-soon knew. Neutrality means doing what is beneficial while not suffering any losses.

‘I wonder what color it will be in front of the floor.’

Ki-soon frowned slightly, feeling a slight headache as she concentrated on seeing the colors. Perhaps he mistook it for her frowning at her refusal to give him the server and hard drive, and Den Brown’s expression also worsened.

“It’s a headache. It’s better to finish this quickly.”

“Yeah, that’s true. So why did you bring those rats here?”

It was Den Brown who had said indirectly that he would not hand over the entire server and hard drive. Ki-sun nodded slightly as if he understood and spoke to the rats.

“Tell me what the situation is now.”

Jjiik-

Two mice held the tablet at each end and tilted it.

“Do you understand what I just said?”

“You understand human language?”

“Everyone calm down. Dogs understand language, and so do cats.”

Birds like crows, parrots, and geese also understood speech. But rats understood it… Even if a pack of rats blew up the supply depot of the defense division, it was only an observation, and it was impossible to imagine that it was the result of understanding and inferring human language.

Then, the mouse took a memory card out of its pocket and inserted it into the tablet. After that, it turned on the tablet and used the touch pen to play the video stored on the memory card.

“······.”

“······.”

“······.”

“······.”

When you’re so shocked you can’t speak.

The rats are using tactics. They have set traps. I only heard about the reports, but when I saw the rats handling the tablet PCs with my own eyes, the ministers all became dumbfounded.

‘A field mouse handles a tablet?’

‘Using a touch pen?’

‘Are the two on either side adjusting the angle of the tablet to get a better view?’

‘This is crazy. This is crazy.’

The ministers couldn’t open their mouths. It was nothing but a computer.

The computer is the epitome of modern civilization. Being able to handle it means being able to handle all electronic devices, including desktop PCs and smartphones.

The footage on the memory card was of a field mouse chasing a rat.

As we entered the passage leading underground, an ambush soon followed.

Footage of a grenade booby trap made by a rat exploding, and the rats using first aid with a shot of poison and counterattacking. Ambushes, deception, blitzkrieg, flanking attacks, encirclement and destruction, breakthroughs…

Is this really a rat fight?

The ministers stared intently at the tablet screen. There was no doubt that it was CG (Computer Graphics). There were mice operating the tablet PC in real time.

As Ki-soon watched the ministers’ colors change from moment to moment, she signaled to the mice to stop, and the mice turned off their tablets and started cleaning up.

“ah-”

“Ahem.”

“Hmm. Hmm.”

The color of emotion hidden in the small exclamations and sighs was clearly ‘fear.’ Ki-sun’s thin, squinty eyes gently opened.

“As you can see, the rats of New York have gone into defensive mode. They won’t come out again until they are sure they can defeat the rats. They will probably be outnumbered for at least a few months.”

The sharp gaze of General Dan Brown was directed at Ki-sun. His light was close to dark blue.

“Have you heard of the experiment?”

“If they experimented on rats, I would know.”

“If the rats’ footage is true, then they’ve completely sealed off the New York underground. If that’s true, does that mean they’ve locked up the rats?”

“If we wait for the rat pack to self-destruct or become weak, I think it will be difficult.”

“Why?”

Ki-soon answered by tapping her head with her index finger. A gesture to remind the rats not to forget that they have become smarter.

“It will take time, but eventually we will expand the space.”

Either digging deeper underground or expanding sideways.

“Is that true even when considering the prey?”

When asked if even space was like that, there was nothing that could be done about the prey, Ki-sun shook her head.

“The rats in Toledo raised cockroaches for food. They also grew mushrooms and fungi. That’s how they sustained hundreds of thousands.”

“······.”

At Gi-sun’s words that the rats had been farming and raising their own crops, Den Brown looked embarrassed. Gi-sun could tell from the color reflected from General Dan Brown.

“They’ll find the ones hiding underground in New York by any means possible. Even if that’s not the case, I think it’s reasonable to assume that a certain number of them will be maintained because of cannibalism.”

They will eat old and sick rats to maintain their numbers.

“It looks like you can communicate with mice.”

‘Ask about communication?’ Ki-soon’s squinted eyes narrowed even further. The color and question being asked were subtly different.

“We can’t understand the speech of mice, but mice can understand human speech. About 70 to 80 percent of the time.”

“I don’t think the rats know how to use tablets, so they can communicate via text, so there shouldn’t be a problem. Can I temporarily take over command of the rats until we can eliminate the group of rats hiding underground?”

Indeed. This was the main point.

“You’ll have to ask the mice about that.”

The mice on the table tilted their heads.

Sizzle?

The colors of Den Brown and the ministers changed from moment to moment.

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A man stuck to one side of a tall building’s exterior wall frowned at the gray waves.

“Those imperial bastards. This is how they stop it.”

Mutant monsters were shaking Texas, the heart of the Confederacy. The most troublesome enemy was the wild boar monster. This omnivorous monster was destroying crops and livestock without any distinction.

At first, they were the size of a van, but now, after two years, they are commonly the size of dump trucks. As they grow in size, the amount they eat also increases, and the number of farms that have suffered damage is increasing exponentially.

So the new humans started coming in.

They weren’t the elite. They were cripples who had physical abilities 3-4 times greater than those of adult men, but couldn’t use them properly, but I thought they were enough to catch mutant monsters.

No matter how much they were trashed, the new humans were still new humans. It didn’t take long for them to realize that their misjudgment that they had assumed that it was natural since they had superior physical abilities was a mistake.

The problem started after the new humans became prey to wild boars. The wild boars, with their increased intelligence, began to primarily prey on humans.

The fact that wild boars, which were omnivorous, began to clearly prefer carnivore, and especially humans, meant that they had entered into a full-scale competition for survival with the new humans.

Things are getting worse. The monster boars are already a headache, but rats and birds are also starting to cause problems.

Originally, Texas had many field mice. And there were also many birds of prey that mainly preyed on the field mice. When these began to mutate, it became difficult to handle them with just the existing forces and the gradually increasing number of new humans.

The Confederacy’s solution to this situation was to steal the Empire’s cloning technology.

The Confederacy sent out noble agents to carry out the recapture operation. The fact that they sent out so few noble agents meant that the situation in the Confederacy was becoming more serious.

What the noble agent who was working undercover to find the imperial secret laboratory saw was New York City beginning to collapse due to an invasion of rats, and field rats driving away the terrible rats.

“A pack of controllable rats···.”

If you’re having trouble finding the secret lab, why not head towards finding a way to control the rats?

He was standing on the outside wall of a building when he threw himself into the air.

Whirilirik-

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The sound of fluttering and falling and the shadow slowly disappeared into the air.