Six O'Annes, who stayed in a guest room at the Snow Oka Institute, were put through to the living room the next morning and were mute when they saw what was there.
"Everyone is paying close attention to Yo. Popular people are sloppy, sir."
The mysterious life form that lives on its neck alone seemed a stunning substitute from the bottom of the sea. They are all staring in horror.
"These people aren't really in danger..."
Others, on the other hand, saw the Oannes in horror. He is Yu Akagi, who serves as a negotiator for the Yukioka Institute.
Already in the course of last night, O'Annes and the others had a lot of research going on.
Junko preserves the cells of Oannes and others and is looking to make clones. Or he thinks we can make chimeras with people. I tried to do the same thing in Arlaune, but I didn't succeed.
"Let's explore the memory side today -. So it's nice to meet you, Midori."
"Okkay...... pure sister......"
Midori replies that I don't feel comfortable with.
With Midori's power and tiredness, he visualizes O'Annes' memory and attempts to project it onto a holographic display.
further underground living conditions of their seabed, shown. It's not underwater there. It's a city with proper air and light. But the light source is unknown.
Simple stone buildings line up and you can also see non-oanness species. A translucent, faceless dwarf walks.
"It doesn't seem like sunlight but hey...... Is there light coming from the ceiling? I don't even see the ceiling in the first place."
I watch the footage and Junko squeals in a pose with his hand on his chin.
"That's a pretty clear memory. Does O'Annes have good memory?
I doubt the truth.
"Eh, even humans remember every inch of the footage they saw. Everybody."
"Yeah? I can't remember...?
"Let's never forget the tricks."
I look at Junko as if Yi were surprised, and she laughs and says it out.
"Even if I forget, it won't disappear. Human memory keeps being folded and pulled out, but you remember it all. Even my room, for example, can't remember every inch of it. But I actually remember. To give you a plain example, if someone sneaks into the room and changes the placement a little, you'll notice right away. Forget it, memories exist, so I feel weird against folded memories."
"I see."
"Is that why O'Annes' memory is also clearly projected"
Junko explains and convinces me that it's crude and true.
"Yes, it's already a hassle ~"
Midori interrupted the procedure and the video was interrupted.
"Uh... I was hoping you'd try harder."
"Wow... human beings have subtly different mentalities, so it's getting rough."
Midori gibbered up early, so the research investigation by exploring memories directly is cut off lightly.
"I know you're going to Zunfantasy City again, but what exactly are you going to do?
True asks Junko.
"Shouldn't we let the hub know we're planning a suicide concert involving a large number of people?
It was true that even if left to Junko, he regarded it as unwilling to resolve.
"Fumi-chan's words alone - no, it's hard to think in this case that my words alone move the center. I mean, even I doubt Mr. Harry would really do that."
"Wow... I think Midori is serious. Harry's just like me. What is it? I actually felt it in one shot."
"Hmm... I'll get back to you, but maybe it's hard."
Midori also told me, so Junko has no choice but to try to send me an email.
"You're lying."
True pointed it out with Zito's eyes. Junko's movement stops.
"You want to avoid the central intervention at your convenience, don't you? Then be honest with me. You don't have to lie to us and delude us."
"Mm-hmm, you sure do. Sorry."
Junko, who admits honestly and apologizes.
"Ma, a simple story, fumi-chan's plan should be screwed by us. If you don't, you'll unnecessarily reverse that kid's nerves, and most importantly, Fumi-chan's setting something up means showing off what he's made. Disclosure of inventions and research is fundamental to the flux of confrontation between Mad Scientists. Showing it to each other can also stimulate each other, exchange information, or maybe they can improve their research results."
"It was always like that with Professor Miyazaki."
Tired said. Tired knows that Junko regularly confronts Misaki before True came to the Snow Oka Institute.
"Miyazaki has some peace of mind not crossing the line, but she looked like a completely invisible Mad Scientist."
True to say as it reminds me of the faces, words and deeds of historical pleasure and makes me feel uncomfortable. Physiologically unacceptable type.
"Hmm... even Fumi-chan thinks he's thinking about the possibility of central intervention, too. And we're going to take a way to wind it all up, so even if we get more people poorly, it's going to be the result of the damage just spreading. It's just a little bit of a head."
Still, Junko was skeptical and passive about calling the center.
"In the meantime, let's go to Zongfang City again by the end of the day. Er... Yi, please take care of Oannes and the others."
"Huh? Me alone...? Ha... that's a big part."
Junko asks me to let Yi leak a dry laugh. Communicating with outsiders who can't speak is not confident of boulders.
But with such fortitude, unexpected reinforcements appeared.
"Let's work together."
"I was watching the footage that had been shown earlier from another room. Extremely interested"
"You seem to be able to communicate, and I want to ask you a lot"
What came indoors and offered was a pair of seven Al Rawnecopies, previously captured by the dog breeder at Mount Gambling Source and brought here. They are now residents here, too.
"I'll work with you, too! Yoshio, we're all here to help you."
Further reinforcements emerged to appease the fortitude. But this one doesn't feel very reliable.
Historical pleasure had already tested the modified oanness mice from oanness eggs, beside manufacturing new mice.
In the hall, one man stands up against a small humanoid opponent with his whole body wrapped in mucus, facing each other with an iron pipe.
The mucus humanoid is a agile move, and it strikes a man. The man wields an iron pipe but is lightly avoided and touches his shoulder on a humanoid.
"Ahhh!
The mucus sticks to his shoulder, he experiences burning pain, and a man screams. Seeing as the flesh and bones on his shoulders were melting out, the man was wary.
"Try harder. Don't give up easily. You're risking your life, aren't you? It's a good life, but you're gonna shine for me at the end of the day. Nebba-gibba-boop. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."
While History Joy was cheering, the man fell to the front as the humanoid touched the man's face and the mucus melted his face.
"Gruppy. next"
Following the instructions of History Pleasure, a Lost Paradigm soldier brings the next man.
"What's so fun about doing this!
The man, who watched as the mucus humanoid killed him, shouted with a threatening face at Historic Pleasure. They are Zongfang City residents captured instead of experimental animals.
"Uh, it's fun. Guppy. Consume the noble thing called life to improve technology more. That is, work to take humanity to a new stage. Your deaths are no use. [M] Guppy, if this wasn't fun, I'd be out of my way."
"Sounds like fun indeed."
A V5 appeared in the hall and spoke to Historical Pleasure.
"V5, you know what? This world is supported by Mad Scientists. Mad Scientists made the world today. Shit all over the world, incompetent ethe public is like living across the crystals of the efforts of the Mad Scientists."
Before V5 speaks of the matter, Historical Pleasure narrows her eyes and makes her argument.
"Medical and flight technologies, for example, developed thanks to repeated human experiments by the Mad Sieteens in the war. It is only with that foundation. And the humans of the Hereafter are overwhelmed by the bounty. If there's a real sin in this world, then every human being in the world, from birth to birth, is a great sinner. But he always turns away from that fact. I know it and I admit it. The Eté public around the world won't want to admit it - there will be. Guppy. It's not just medical and flight technology. It is in all genres. Mad Scientists contribute and exist most to humanity. It elevates mankind."
While Historical Pleasure was speaking with a slight laugh and excellence, the next man was also dying when his abdomen was touched by a mucus humanoid, spilling his half-melt gut on the floor.
"War moisturizes. Brings great opportunity and grace to Mad Scientists. V5 and Harry are great. It expands the battlefield in an organization called Lost Paradigm, keeps the war going, brings new wars and prepares us for action. That's great. What you're doing is the greatest contribution to humanity. Wahahahahahaha."
"Thanks for that..."
V5 hammering appropriately while pioneering Historical Pleasure's long and wide tongue.
"There is no need for ethics or anything else in front of scientific and technological development and improvement. That's what a Mad Scientist should look like. And yet, a few sus? Those three freaks and all that crap they call me and they're fucking me. Jen, righteousness, faith, love, loyalty, public, virtue, thanksgiving, law, law - you're all aware of what I hate most. You can't call me a Mad Sie Tennist like that. Eh. Guppy. In the first place, they happened to be lucky enough to improve their track record, have fancy activities, and that's all, but I'm curious..."
"Can we talk about this one?
I'm getting sick and tired of it, so V5 cut out an errand.
"Gupiu, what is it?
"Junko Suzuoka and the others have broken into the castle."
"Say it sooner!
To the V5 report, Historical Pleasure shouts as if it were frightening, but V5 was also frightened by Historical Pleasure's reaction.