Rust - Chapter 893



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RUST [RUST]-893

Miss Kim peeked her head out.

“Aren’t you coming to eat?”

“okay.”

“Even though we can control it by believing in AI?”

“If you have any questions, just ask.”

Kim Yang said ‘Oh-‘ at Ki-sun’s reaction.

It’s grown a lot. Ki-sun. Even in the early days when Green Sun was just a child, he couldn’t open his eyes straight. Why is his eyes squinted for no reason? They evolved to have squinted eyes in order to survive.

Huh-

Kim Yang, who had only stuck her head out, slowly came inside and looked at the monitor. It was a video of the vine of death that Maru had pulled out, swiping across Director Yoo Junior’s thigh and squeezing the black horse.

“If you unleash the realm of death, wouldn’t all electronic devices be disabled?”

“I’ve never seen that before. Maybe…. It’s because they spread their territory to a very small range, or maybe they pulled out the vines without spreading their territory. I’m not sure.”

Ho- That’s blunt- Ki-soon.

Quite rough – impure.

And yet, he explains everything.

Kim Yang, who has been a housewife and has been involved in cleaning and organized activities since childhood, found this reaction of Ki-sun amusing. At the moment when she was thinking, ‘Should I scratch it gently? What should I do?’, a scene of the black horse making a fuss appeared. And it wasn’t just a fuss, it was a bloody fuss.

But the contaminated bloodline of the black horse that was instantly condemned by the sacred vines of the floor. ‘Then that’s it.’ Kim Yang watched comfortably.

“The camera keeps on rolling even after a few more tentacles come out?”

“······.”

Kim Yang’s eyes widened at Ki-sun’s silence. Could it be that he was able to control the electronic devices’ outages? Is that so?

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. The screen briefly cut off in the middle and then came back on. It was probably okay up to a few vines, but if it was more than that, I had to assume that electronic interference would still occur.

‘Hey. That was good.’

If Maru spread the Garden of Death in the city, he could push the entire city apart by himself. What if he could control electromagnetic waves at will? Maru itself could be considered a decisive weapon and the ultimate weapon.

If you just throw it on the floor and rest comfortably, it will be completely cleaned up. Whether it’s a cannibal or a vampire, if you just throw it on the floor, everything will go well and a sweet life will begin, so it was a shame.

“That’s the control thing. Wouldn’t it be better if we created more AI and sent faith to it?”

Ms. Kim couldn’t give up her promising future.

“······.”

“Why? If the belief in AI becomes stronger, wouldn’t the controllability also become stronger? We’re going to have to keep selecting AI anyway. Isn’t it okay to select it thinking that we’re selecting it in advance?”

Ki-sun turned her gaze as if telling me to watch a video.

It was an exciting scene. The moment when the black horse, feeling threatened for its life, was about to shoot a stream of blood toward MK 2, Yu Junior’s shout brought him back to his senses and he twisted his body to block the stream of blood.

Hey-

Miss Kim, who had been watching intently, tilted her head.

By the way, didn’t you lend me your black horse?

The option was added automatically?

So you’re saying that options are automatically added through blood?

Huh-

Should I ask you to pick one more?

no.

If you’re going to draw, it might not be a bad idea to draw a lot of them and create a personal cavalry unit.

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Na Ju-yeon listened to Kim Yang’s story and paused for a moment to choose her words.

“Can you mass-produce black horses? It’s possible. But if you create a clone, there’s a 99% chance that the original’s abilities won’t be inherited, so is that meaningful?”

“The ability of a warlock to find cannibals? That’s fine without it. It’s an option for the parasitic blood ability. You can just drain the blood from the main warlock. Right?”

Na Ju-yeon’s eyes changed color at the mention of parasitic blood.

“Still, mass production requires a permit. Probably. There’s a high chance that it won’t be approved.”

“why?”

What was it like when there was a lack of administrative power and troops? Even when Ki-soon insisted on using many of his discarded bodies here and there, Maru refused.

When there was a shortage of air power there, they sent an expedition to bring crows to East Asia instead of producing crow clones.

It was the same when they said they were short on troops. They could have just picked clones, but they brought troops from Korea and brought infants and children with congenital disabilities.

Considering such cases, it was not Maru who would allow mass production of clones. It would have been a simple matter to produce clones, but Na Ju-yeon was extremely self-restrained and did not understand why.

The same goes for the brain-based bio-terminal. It’s also a bit odd to extract the enemy’s brain and use it instead of just cultivating it.

‘Ah. I almost made a mistake. Long-term cultivation was permitted.’

Na Ju-yeon shook her head.

“Oh, come to think of it, is that so? Do you have any idea why that is?”

“Could it be because Naru became a clone?”

Kim Yang nodded without realizing it when Na Ju-yeon said that she might have developed PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder) because her younger sister’s clones appeared in the thousands.

Naruzuya has fighting power and is doing well, but the main character, Naru-nyeon, was a rare existence. A question mark appeared on Kim Yang’s face as she nodded, and soon it turned into an exclamation mark.

The immutable law of the original version? The immutable law of the body? Is there such a thing?

“Well, we cloned excellent drug detection dogs and military dogs, but the results weren’t as good as we had hoped.”

“Huh- So that’s why you don’t like being chosen as a clone? But when I look at Naruz, it seems better than the original.”

“It would be different since he was selected as a combat clone by the Empire, right? He also underwent enhancement treatments.”

“Is that so? Then, if I strengthen the black horse when I draw it, there won’t be any problem?”

“If we strengthen the clones, we don’t know what will happen to the parasitic blood.”

“Ugh – it’s complicated.”

Just because the original Warlock had some degree of parasitic blood under control, there was no guarantee that the clones would do the same. This was especially true for clones that had undergone enhancement procedures.

Even if all these problems were solved, it was not economical to produce black horses. Black horses eat a huge amount of grass and feed for their size. And water.

It’s much more economical and efficient to run a new motorcycle than to run a black horse, so is there really a need to clone the black horse?

The performance of traditional gasoline bikes and electric bikes was also top-notch. In addition, hover bikes, anti-gravity bikes, and bikes that utilize the Earth’s magnetic field have also been developed and are being improved for mass production.

With the overwhelming technological prowess of vehicles, is there a need to produce a black horse clone? The original black horse has a unique ability to find cannibals, so it is useful, but if you produce it as a clone, its unique ability will disappear, so is it really necessary?

Kim Yang sighed inwardly at Na Ju-yeon’s story. Gong-soon didn’t know about romance like the Black Horse Knights’ assault.

“If you create a lot of clones, there will inevitably be differences between individuals.”

Even if they were clones, they were still living beings. Living beings that could be affected by even the smallest variables. No one could guarantee what would happen if a variable called parasitic blood was added to that.

If we simulated it by mobilizing quantum computers and bio-terminals, we could reduce the error significantly. However, rationally speaking, it was not worth stopping everything we were doing and wasting computational resources on creating black horse clones.

“Oh. Now that I think about it, Naruz said there was a problem too.”

“What’s the problem?”

“They say one Naruzu detonated the bomb?”

“Drop the bomb?”

During the battle, someone in the Naruz threw a bomb that killed even friendly forces. Fortunately, there were no casualties, but because of that, there was talk of having to brainwash the entire Naruz.

“Yes. The Naruzu incident broke out at a time when the problem of clone instability was already being raised.”

“Okay.”

According to Na Ju-yeon’s words, it would have been a mistake to select a black horse clone.

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The atmosphere in the camp where Naruzu was stationed was tense.

“You’re really not going to come out?”

“Who is it, really?”

“If things continue like this, we’ll all have to undergo psychometric tests or have our brain data extracted.”

“Thoughts like this and that. Is there a year when you haven’t done that? Do you want to have it all exposed?”

“How sad would my brother be if he found out?”

“While we were doing this, the U+ years went to catch the king and the vampire.”

“If we can’t solve these problems on our own, we’ll be subject to intensive management.”

“Let’s turn ourselves in when we can talk nicely without reminding ourselves of the original body.”

“Okay. If you turn yourself in now, I’ll prevent it from being disposed of.”

The water level was slowly rising. Even though punishment changed to disposition, no one came out. In the end, a hole was made in the power psychometry test and the brain information extraction machine.

“If you get caught, you won’t be left alone!”

“Just catch me and see what kind of year it is!”

Erica entered the inspection room set up in the Naruzu camp. The entire camp was emitting a sharp energy like a living animal.

‘The atmosphere is really ominous.’

A whopping 16 guards were mobilized to escort her. This was because it was judged that excessive security was better, since Naruzu was so unpredictable.

Erika, who entered the examination room like that, greeted one of the Naruz who was waiting. The innocent atmosphere of Erika, who had no experience in large-scale battles, and the atmosphere of Naruz, who seemed to have a pin missing, were starkly different.

When the Naruzu were gathered together, it was noisy and bustling, so I didn’t notice, but when I saw them one-on-one like this, it was so different that I felt a sense of discomfort.

“Just relax and put your hands down here.”

The nurse who was waiting nearby told Naruzu to put her hand inside. Naruzu hesitated for a moment, then thrust her hand in the direction of Erika.

Erica gently placed her hand on the back of his hand. The moment she closed her eyes and activated her psychometry, Erica opened her eyes without realizing it.

“Oh. That taste. Oh. Sorry. I’ll try to make sure that your information isn’t extracted by the information extractor.”

“······.”

Naruzu, whose face turned red, jumped up and ran away with a ‘Hueeeung-‘ sound. The nurse officer spoke to her sudden impulsive action.

“···Is it okay to just send him away like that? Should I have him come back and catch him?”

“Ah. No… It’s okay.”

Erika realized why the atmosphere was so ominous when she first held Naruz’s hand.

‘I. I don’t know if I’m really going to die.’

Erica, who had been forced to learn the secret, wanted to cry. There were a thousand more kids like this. She really wanted to cry.

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Naruz’s mental state was serious. It was unclear whether this was a side effect of modifying the original Naru into a combat clone or not, but in Erika’s eyes, it was not normal.

What filled their minds was His Majesty the King. Even true fans and sasaeng fans weren’t like this. So it was more than that.

Even if she was a clone, wasn’t she actually a younger sister? Then, since she has the same genes, she’s genetically a younger sister. But the condition of this group was not good.

Somehow, it seemed like the symptoms of Naruzu were getting worse as we went on. It seemed like they were trying to hide and cover it up and were being pushed back, but since it was a full investigation anyway, there was no way it would change anything if we pushed it back.

A hand suddenly appeared in front of Erica, who was lost in thought for a moment. Naruz confidently put his hand in and whispered as he brought his face close to the bulletproof glass.

“Please tell my brother that I was really wrong last time. I am reflecting on it.”

“Huh? Yes?”

Erika’s eyes wavered at Naruz’s story.

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Maru arrived in Kansas and sent Heeyeon, Heukma, and U+ team down first.

“It’s a bucket.”

“A bucket?”

Hee-yeon made a face like, “Do you really need to do that? You could just go down and sweep it away.”

“I do that because I’m afraid that if I harvest too many lives, there might be side effects.”

“Ah. Yes.”

In particular, the life force of the Count-class was really strong. There was no need to worry about catching them, but if they absorbed the life of all the children belonging to the Count-class and their capacity overflowed, no one knew what would happen.

“I’ll watch.”

Maru warned, looking into the eyes of the black horse that was burning the smoke.

That blood. If you don’t control it properly, it’s over.