บท 14: Wonders of Anoboids
A few days ago, just after the emotional Princess caused an outburst and locked herself into her lodge, Grey focused on analyzing the Anon Oriken, especially the high-tiered material that it was made of—Anoboids.
According to Krishnaya, Anoboids were a thousand times more proficient than Nanobots in terms of functionality, and that the former had the ability to become "anything."
Its natural property was "undefined" and the host and the host's shared authority—those who had been granted a modified Extraterrestrial System like Princess Quintella—must be the one to shape its existence.
Anoboids were like alien evidence of omnipotence in technological form that fascinated Grey to the point of feeling quite fearful about it.
Moving on, there were two ways to command the semi-sentient Anoboids—Transformation and Finalization.
The former meant that this high-tiered alien material could become anything the host wanted it to, with the possibility of reverting to its raw form. On the other hand, the latter pertained to the transformation of Anoboids according to the host's will, but with the inability to go back to what it used to be.
To test the Finalization command, Grey thoughtlessly asked Krishnaya, "Make me a bottle of beer; base it on anything that you can see in my memories."
In less than a second, the semi-fluid Anoboids were released from Alien Archive: Material Dimension, which then transformed into a light green familiar bottle of alcoholic beverage in his grasp.
Upon opening the bottle of beer, the familiar sensation pervaded Grey's nose. Then, after taking a sip, a taste of temporary heaven filled his entire being.
Ding!
[Because of the unidentified alien race's biology, the influence of intoxication has been expelled.]
"That's... a fucking bad news, isn't it?" He muttered in frustration. "Anyway, so Anoboids can literally become anything as long as I have a basis, right? It's like my knowledge or memories become the blueprint and that these Anoboids are the construction materials."
[Yes, Master. But sometimes, you do not need a specific command when using the Anoboid Transformation.]
[For example, if you command to seek the presence of the Goblin Chief, the Anoboids that make up the Anon Oriken will deliver your request in any way that concerns efficient transportation.]
Hearing this, and comprehending her words, Grey tested it, "I see. Okay then, bring me the bony head of the Goblin Chief."
In that spur of a moment, two metallic semi-fluid hands holding the unconscious undead skull of the Goblin Chief appeared from the floor of the Host's Headquarters.
"Okay, go back now," Grey said, leaving him in contemplation for a moment.
After a minute or two, he muttered, "That's what it means, huh? Like I don't need to specifically say to transform into a pair of hands, and come up from the Host's Headquarters floor as they bring me the Goblin Chief's skull..."
From that moment onwards, Grey began remodeling some parts of the Anon Oriken sectors.
From cooking utensils, garden crops, and anything that could be considered to be a part of his average human life as an Earthling... everything was brought into existence within the Anon Oriken spacecraft thanks to peculiar Anoboids and his memories Pre-Reincarnation
After observing and testing everything, Grey asked,
"Krishnaya, is there any limitation to the functions of Anoboids? If yes, then tell me."
Ding!
***
Presently, Grey eventually named the [Unnamed] Factory or sector as he witnessed the maddened horde of monsters wanting to tear him and the little girl apart.
[You have named the (Unnamed) Factory as Judgement Factory, Sector Disillusionment.]
When several dark green-skinned Goblins were ruthlessly killed by Princess Quintella using an Anoboid-made sword before she rested for quite some time, Grey then addressed the somewhat intelligent imprisoned monsters.
"I don't even know if you can understand my words, but I want to vent out my disappointment.
"Where do I even begin? Sigh, at first, I thought this magical world was similar to a fairytale, where I would find monsters such as Goblins to be neutral and capable of comprehension and communication.
"I thought that I would start building my Alien Empire with them as the first group of inhabitants, then onto the next, but what the hell is this? Toying with one's life out of entertainment? Harassing women? Hanging them in wooden poles and circling them for your little goddamn nonsensical ritual dance?
"I guess the little Crabs of Dim Waters are better than you all, so buckle up. Maybe... Maybe I should follow my role as a Mutant in this world, right? Like a true, unfamiliar monster."
At that moment, an alert from the Extraterrestrial System rang through Grey's head, which he did not mind as he was informed beforehand.
[Warning! The Host's 'A.B.' Confidential File is at risk of being forcefully unsealed.]
[The Host's psychological state will be regulated.]
Krishnaya told him about this a few days ago, something that was related to Grey's previous life... His past that he had chosen to forget, which was also the reason why in his Status Window, Grey's surname was never mentioned.
"I am okay," Grey muttered as he glared at the other Goblin Chiefs, Orc Chiefs, and Troll Chieftains locked up within Anoboid inescapable cages. "But I am not so sure if they will be."
Without hesitation, Grey ordered,
"Send them to the Genetics Laboratory, Experimental Sector!
"Leave those who can be of use for Princess Quintella's combat training."
At that moment, the Anoboid cages were swallowed by the quicksand-like floor along with the maddened monsters who were still acting based on their malicious instincts that craved blood and the fulfillment of their inner desire.
After their transfer, Grey looked at Princess Quintella. He then said, "Princess, now you can continue honing your real combat experience. I will give you temporary authority to specifically command the nano-AI operating the Judgement Factory."
The abandoned Princess nodded, her crimson eyes depicted resolve.
"Thank you, Mister! I will do my best!"
Grey nodded back before transforming into his alien form. It was his silent response before leaving the Disillusionment Sector in her care.
***
Genetics Laboratory, Experimental Sector.
Getting the gist and feels on manipulating the Anoboids to his liking, the previous metallic hospital beds had been improved to floating rectangular lidless capsules, where the bodies of the selected unfortunate monsters were transported.
Woosh.
The enormous door of the Genetics Laboratory opened, prompting some intelligent monsters to growl.
"Grrr! Human! I will kill you!"
"I will tear that little girl's limbs!"
"Release me, hu–!"
Among these intermediate-rank monsters, one of the three Troll Chieftains paused as he witnessed the being that just entered the strange premises.
"M–Mutant!"
Apparently, for the intelligent monsters of the Dark Lands that had no sense of identity, such monstrous existence like Grey was considered mutants; anything that was inexplicable at the eyes of these savage barbarians.
"You are quite right, whoever you are." Grey did not bother to ask the name of this particular Troll Chieftain.
"M–Mutant! Wh–what's this?! What did we do to you?!"
"Ah, I'm glad you asked, Troll Chieftain. In fact, I wonder if I am still going to abduct all of you in case you were not toying with others' lives. Well, it does not matter—the undead Goblin Chief told me every atrocity you have committed."
Because most monsters of the Dark Lands had no life origin, which was a must for the Alien Archive to learn their entire history, Grey was prompted to even ask the undead Goblin Chief about the behaviors of some monsters near the borders of the Earthfolks.
"U–undead Goblin Chief?! T–that skinless traitor!"
The Orc Chiefs and Goblin Chiefs caught in this mess chose to only listen. For them, as the Troll Chieftains were higher in the monster hierarchy, instinctively so, it was the right courtesy to remain silent.
"Don't worry, I will let go anyone... who survives this experiment, fellow monsters," Grey smirked but his alien azure eyes were cold like the sea breeze.
He then shouted with authority,
"Begin the RMC-Operation Project!"
At that moment, Grey returned to his human form donning a white laboratory coat, which even confused the witnesses as though what he had just said left their ears—not that they were intelligent enough to understand.
[Initializing the Reduction Monster Core-Operation Project.]
If the Monster Genetics Testing (MGT-Operation) Project's aim was to see for how long an undead being like the undead Goblin Chief could survive having its dormant DNA to absorb Holy Power awakened, making it quite resistant to it at a certain level, the Reduction Monster Core Project's aim was something more cruel...
[RMC-Operation Gene Editing Category]
[] Body Regeneration (BR+)
[] Ori Core Regeneration (OCR±)
[RMC-Operation Subjects]
[] Troll Chieftains (#1TS – #3TS)
[] Orc Chiefs (#4TS – #10TS)
[] Goblin Chiefs (#11TS – #20TS)
[RMC-Operation Objective]
[] To see if the NEUTRAL ELEMENT intermediate-rank monsters could survive having their respective Monster Cores separated from their bodies.
[RMC-Operation Frequency]
[] Until the subject makes a full recovery per testing.
Upon his absolute command, the three Troll Chieftains, seven Orc Chiefs, and ten Goblin Chiefs had their floating Anoboid-made test capsules produce respective metallic lids of hell before a white smoke that could put them to sleep erupted from within these rectangular inescapable shells.
What's more, several syringes with large needles appeared and pointed themselves at the subjects of the experiment, along with other gene editing tools that were too alien even for Grey.
After everything was ready, the nano-AI's voice, who was in charge of the Genetics Laboratory, echoed within the Experimental Sector.
—Mass Experimentation will begin in 3... 2... 1...—
But then, just before Grey left the area, he commanded L0X, the nano-AI, as he said without an ounce of sympathy in his voice,
"Refrain from using any sort of anesthetics."
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