Reincarnator

Tiamet looks at the plan with a puzzling look.

collectively, planning for human migration.

The point is simple.

The first-class citizens and second-class citizens board over the mountains toward the building of a starship.

The plan was detailed with various factors that the refined species had to care about to prevent the victim from occurring in the process.

But nowhere in the plan.

It has not been written down to ensure the safety of third-class citizens.

Tiamet looks at Nepalem and asks,

"... What's going on here? I thought everybody was moving."

Nepalese said with a big smile.

"What if you ask a scientist like me about it? I only made you and made you spirits. The people who decide how to use it are top leaders like Mr. Akamel."

He said, "Tiamet is absurd."

There's nothing we can do without Nepalems, even if those things called Acamel fly and crawl.

In other words, Akamel must provide all the information to Nepalem and receive its solution.

Does it make sense that Nepalim didn't know about this in this situation?

"Nonsense...."

Tiamet, who was about to flinch, immediately calmed down to see what she was doing.

Why are you getting angry?

If you think about it, you don't have to worry about the exclusion of third-class citizens.

I don't care if they're dead or not.

There's no reason to exclude yourself from boarding the TMT series, which is less than 100 degrees, and it's even better for you if you don't take third-class citizens.

What are they so excited about, throwing eggs at themselves and making fun of them?

But something tickled my chest.

I didn't like something and was anxious.

Seeing Tiamet like that, Nepalem smiled and said,

"Can I not move?"

"... What is it?"

The Nepalese say so, their hearts throbbing.

"This earlier. This."

At that moment.

Tiamet realizes at once where her anxiety and annoyance come from.

Nepalem wedges its way into Tiamet.

"How precious is our TMT-17? What's so hard about adding one?"

As soon as I heard that.

Chihuahua!

Tiamet begins to walk somewhere as loud as a doorway out of Nepalem's private space.

Nepalem shouts aloud at Tiamet's back, hurrying into the middle of nowhere.

"Come on! If you hurry, you'll find it before the liberation period is over!" "

Soon.

Kuoooo.

Tiamet disappears into the darkness, and Nepalem shrugs in his own personal space.

"By the way, let's hear why it's unusual. That's the point."

...........................

Whoo-hoo!

[You have 15 minutes to get to Exodus. Citizens, prepare to move into your positions.]

"Ah! Here we go at last."

"I thought I was going to die! Really."

"Khh. I finally caught what I caught!"

As soon as the broadcast rang, citizens in large underground areas began to flock around the tower.

There were some people who looked at it with a shivering look on their faces.

"Hmmm..."

Astania looks worried to see such citizens.

'It feels good, you know.... It's too dependent, isn't it?'

Astania mutters to herself.

I'm sure the world in there feels good.

At least in there, they can forget all their troubles.

A first-class citizen who wants to rule over himself.

We don't know when we'll run out of energy.

A harsh environment that peers at the opportunity to sweep them away.

Even the helpless ones who can't do anything in that situation.

At least we can forget everything in that inner world.

No, it's more than that.

Unlike this powerless place, they can be heroes in the other world.

Fly around the sky and catch dragons.

Defeat monsters and save people.

'... I can't help it.'

Looking at them, it didn't look like we were going to play a game, it looked like we were running away from reality, but in the end, so were we.

Astania sighs and takes a step, looking worried.

Then.

Wow.

You feel a strong grip on Astania's wrist.

"Wha..."

Astania is embarrassed, and when she looks aside, her familiar face flashes into her eyes.

"Let's go."

"What is this…. I didn't do anything wrong! Why did the TMT come after me?"

Astania exclaims with an absurd expression.

TMT Series.

An ultimate weapon of force to uphold the city's rule.

Astania's expression is slightly frightened.

'Damn…. Why?'

No matter how much I think about it, I haven't done anything wrong.

Even if I'm wrong, TMT's coming for me.

These guys aren't used for this kind of stuff.

At this, Tiamet frowned and said.

"I wanted to see you with a smile, but you're not looking at me with a smile. Follow me."

"Wha... Oh, did you ever?"

Only then did Astania make a face that she had realized something.

I remember who this guy is.

'Since they all look the same, can you tell?'

After a sigh of relief knowing that the TMT had not come for anything wrong, Astania caught Tiamet trying to take her away and narrowed her glabella.

"I'm not going anywhere. I need to get in there now."

Astania points to a large pillar, full of glass tubes, behind her.

Tiamet frowns at Astania's attitude.

'You stupid bitch. Then you die.'

First Citizens and Second Citizens Embark on Spaceship

The upgrades that used to power and control Obelisk's towers also board the ship.

And the Methuselah system, which had already had enough data to control the whole of Obelisk, was also divided into spaceships.

This gigantic tower, Obelisk, loses both software and hardware and stops functioning as it is.

A third-rate citizen who has been de-energized cannot survive in that harsh environment without Obelisk's protection.

You'll freeze to death in that glass tube.

"Hey, I got something to say here. If it's urgent, you can do it later."

"..."

I wanted to open my mouth, but the confidentiality feature on the chipset covered Tiamet's mouth.

'Damn it...'

Looking at Tiamet, Astania, who narrowed her eyes, sprayed Tiamet's hands and said,

"What the hell are you doing? Get the fuck out of here. What do you think, third grade? It's urgent. If we don't get there in time, we're in trouble."

After finishing his horse, Astania stares at Tiamet and starts walking towards the pillar.

Kigigigi.

Tiamet wanted to catch Astania walking aloud, but it was pointless.

The chipset has sealed off Tiamet's movements.

[Modified species may not be used for civic purposes or to impose coercive actions.]

[Stop acting immediately.]

The disciplinary structure of the chipset changed to an electrical signal, marking the whole body of Tiamet, while Astania's new stature vanished in an instant towards the pillar from afar.

Along with him, something in Tiamet's mind only grows larger.

Anger.

Pity.

And….

The moment I felt it.

Tiamet gripped his teeth and gave his whole body strength.

"Ugh…. Oh, Bill... Shit!"

Quadruck!

Kwaek!

Moment.

An amazing thing happened.

Beating the control of the chipset, and the new Thiamet began to move somewhat.

'... please!'

The body starts to move at the same time.

Bang, bang! Bang, bang!

Tiamet begins to rush toward Astania with an urgent look on his face, grasping at his squeaking body, ignoring the phenomenon until the chipset is not eaten.

"Huh? Huh?"

Astania was frightened when she saw Tiamet rushing towards her without hesitation.

Grrr!

Astania is stunned and struck from behind by a running thiamet.

"Huff... puff."

The chipset that suppressed itself stopped functioning as soon as Tiamet's objective was fulfilled.

Forced to succeed, the intent of coercion vanished, and in fact, it stopped the chipset from operating to suppress Thiamet.

Tiamet sighed for a moment as she sighed at the colder Astania.

Fluffy.

The fallen Astania is wrapped around her shoulder and quickly begins to head for the elevator.

'We have to go now.'

Transport to the starship leaves in a few minutes.

The moment I got in the elevator, a sensor attached to the elevator skimmed over Tiamet's entire body.

[... security system in operation.]

[... TMT-17. Qualification confirmed. Initiating operation.]

Whoo-hoo!

Far away, Tiamet glanced at the large number of third-rate citizens lying down in the pillars and began to turn their nerves off and activate the elevator to go up.

................................

[Please begin boarding from District 19.]

[Thank you for your efforts. Congratulations on your qualification to enter a new world.]

First floor landing at Obelisk.

A lot of people were riding along the long train.

First class citizens, mostly in Obelisk.

Around those first-class citizens.

Combat type refineries deployed for escort and managed refineries needed for comfort ship management were in heat with the citizens one after the other.

With two TMT escorts escorted, Akamel stood in the corner of the flight deck and looked at the scene with satisfaction.

'Good. Perfect.'

The boarding of residents on the city side was also rapidly underway, and the already growing Medusala system was also beautifully transmitted inside the ship's main control system.

It may be less functional than a Methuselah system that utilizes all 200 million unconscious, but that's enough.

If you go there and you start a new world, you can have as many citizens as you want.

Then.

[Alarm!]

[An unauthorized citizen attempts to board.]

[Stop the breeding bells on the A-22 train immediately.]

"Huh?"

Acamel narrows her glabella in a sudden burst of alarm.

'Nonsense.... Everyone in third grade is sleeping at Exodus.'

Class 3 citizens in 17 districts who woke up to use the last prediction were also reconnecting to Exodus.

Even if I was awake, I wouldn't be able to climb up there because I made it impossible for third-class citizens to use the elevator in the first place. Who would try to board it?

'... a very unpleasant variable.'

The frowned acamel took two TMTs directly to the ramp.

Kuaang!

Kuang!

The noise of the collision continues to echo around the platform.

"Who the hell is the Modifier and the Devil?"

As he approached the platform with a curious look, Akamel looked at the scene in front of his eyes and said it was ridiculous.

The retrofitting breeds that bounced back.

And a TMT series with one woman on its back.

As soon as he saw the appearance, Akamel shredded it with an approximate analogy of what was happening.

"... Nepalem. You won't have to stop him this time."

'Bastards. When you're done, I'll fill your dog's collar up real tight.'

Once you're on board, it's human rights, and you're bound to take control of them by force.

Bang, bang. Boom.

TMT-17, who created this mess, walks as big as Tiamet.

This guy...

When Akamel turns on the twins and stares at Tiamet.

Thinking about what to say for a moment, Tiamet speaks directly.

"Take her, please."

Never overdo your own needs.

His value is very high, and I don't know why he would abandon a third-class citizen, but it shouldn't be too hard for him to burn one more woman.

I've left the rest of the third-class citizens behind for that.

If they stick together, they might not be able to save her.

'Though I won't be treated well on board.... Live first.'

Tiamet mutters as she looks at Astania.

But from afar.

Methuselah, MSL-17, who was looking at the scene, looked dejected at Tiamet like that.

Tiamet...

I know what you're thinking.

Unfortunately, Tiamet lacked a little understanding of humans.

Emotions, to be precise, but extremely dark.

It's different.

"I don't want to."

The acamel laughs coldly and spits it out.

Deep, deep malice.

..............

"Oops."

Nepalem, who was watching from afar, saw the scene and shook his tongue.

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