I Became an Evolving Space Monster Chapter 48

Ep. 48

–

Jaeseong Samuel, the head of the armed police team of the district general security team, was in trouble.

It was because of the young female reporter sitting across from the desk and tinkering.

The other person’s name is Kevin. I am a senior reporter from the Daily Mars branch located in the commercial district.

“I would like to ask the team leader, who is in charge of the recent violent incident that occurred in a residential district, about the cause of the incident and measures taken.”

“I didn’t say I couldn’t talk. That would be better to ask the residential district or the port district….” “

When I asked there, they said that the overall management of the armed police operation should go to Jaeseong Samuel, the head of the armed police team.”

“I’m not in charge, so…”

“If it’s not the team leader, who is in charge? “Oh, by any chance, the secretary who is diligently drinking coffee outside is the team leader?”

Jaesung was irritated by her rude tone, but he couldn’t speak carelessly.

Daily Mars is run by the Prime Capital Zhao family.

There was less than a week left until the board of directors meeting, and it would have been difficult to deal with it if the media company run by Prime Capital had looked bad.

As Jaesung was also a third capital with a foothold in the upper echelons of Megacorp, he was vaguely aware that the families of Noble Capital and Prime Capital were fighting for power. It was clear that if Jaeseong misbehaved and had a negative impact on the board of directors, Lila would personally try to force him into the entertainment district.

‘I have to deal with this too…’

Another meaningless conversation continued for an hour.

Jaeseong had a lot of work to do urgently, but this crazy woman had no intention of going.

If I didn’t throw something at him, it seemed like he wouldn’t leave even after several days, so Jaeseong eventually gave up.

“I’ll ask again. In the residential district…”

“Stop! Okay. “I will tell you the name of the survivor of the operation, so ask him.”

“If you mention a strange name…”

“The head of the Port District Detective Team was the first to report on this matter, so he would know best.”

So, seeing Jaeseong giving him a look in his eyes asking him to please go, Kevin nodded. Kevin, convinced that it was not a lie since he had been frying it for two hours, stood up.

“If it’s a lie, you can look forward to tomorrow’s article.”

At her warning, Jaesung cursed with his eyes and ground his teeth in silence. Kevin grinned provocatively and left the office.

“It’s a port district.”

Kevin left the building and took out his communicator.

“Oh, it’s me. The detective who participated in the last residential district operation on your side…what? Oh no. Just wanted to ask you something. huh. huh. Today is vacation? uh. huh. Administrative district residential area? thank you.”

She turned off the communicator and headed to the subway station.

Although it was long after rush hour, the station was quite crowded.

Because it was a city built on outer space, private vehicles were only allowed for government officials. In addition, special purpose vehicles could be operated by institutions with special roles, such as hospitals or police.

So, the station was always filled with people like this until 11 o’clock, when the subway stopped running.

The place where Kevin arrived via subway was a station located in the residential area of the administrative district.

The destination reported by the source was not far from the station.

A street paved with marble between clean and bright houses.

Kevin whistled when he saw the luxurious appearance that was incomparable to that of other Earths.

She walked down the marble sidewalk to her destination and looked around the house before ringing the doorbell. The house of the person being interviewed was neat, like other houses.

‘You’ve blocked all the windows?’

The only difference was that each window had curtains drawn. Just like you don’t want anyone to look inside your house.

‘It might be a scoop, but you can’t miss it.’

Kevin was a typical megacorp reporter. What he meant was that he did not care at all what the interviewee thought because it was for his own scoop and promotion.

‘If you’re in a mentally difficult state, it’s better for me.’

If you ask me a question, I’ll tell you as much as I can.

Kevin rang the doorbell with all his might with a business smile on his face. I waited, but there was no response.

“what?”

The subject was clearly at home, as the car was parked in a private parking lot.

Kevin rang the doorbell again.

There was still no answer, but she didn’t care. Just press it until it comes out.

I kept ringing the doorbell for 10 minutes and finally heard a sound from inside. Footsteps came closer and a moment later the door opened.

The man who opened the door looked like a living skeleton.

Kevin casually offered his hand to the man who had the appearance of a terminally ill cancer patient.

“hello. manager. My name is Kevin, and I am a senior reporter at Daily Mars. “You are William, the head of the detective team, right?”

“….”

William looked her up and down with narrow eyes. He tried to close the door right away, but Kevin also put his foot on the door because he expected the other person to close it.

William, who failed to close the door, opened his mouth.

“…What is it?”

“I want to ask you about the disturbance in the residential district. manager.”

“I have nothing to say.”

“There were quite a few deaths in the operation at the time. I wonder what the cause was and who they were chasing. “It would be great if you would cooperate for Megacorp citizens’ right to know.”

“I have no obligation to answer.”

“If you don’t answer, I have no choice but to write an article based on insufficient research data.”

In other words, the story was meant to be filled with only bad news.

William’s expression distorted at Kevin’s threat. Although she had a scary expression, like a wounded wolf, she was not afraid at all.

The standoff ended with William sighing. He asked her in a voice that didn’t even have the energy to be annoyed.

“What on earth do you want?”

“It’s a bit awkward to talk about here. “Can we go inside and talk?”

Contrary to what she said, she didn’t listen to William’s answer and just went inside the house.

“The atmosphere is very different from outside, isn’t it?”

As Kevin said, the inside of the house was a complete mess. Unwashed clothes and dishes of leftover food were scattered everywhere. In addition, it had a musty and unpleasant smell, as if it had not been ventilated for a while.

William didn’t respond, but went and sat down in front of the table.

“…Ask quickly. “Because I’m busy.”

Kevin casually sat down on the dirty chair as if it were his own. When she took out a small tape recorder and made a gesture asking if she was okay, William waved his hand as if telling her to do as she pleased.

“Then let’s start by asking about the overview of the operation in the residential district.”

Kevin’s interview lasted almost an hour. William, contrary to his initial prickly attitude, answered most of her questions.

However, regardless of his cooperative attitude, William’s condition worsened as the interview continued.

He took medication several times while answering. The medicine he took was one of the strongest painkillers available on the market, and Kevin knew it.

‘There doesn’t seem to be any particular trauma. If you have PTSD, you need to take antidepressants, but that’s not it either.’

Even after taking the medicine, he had a severe headache and pressed his temples with both hands. The pressure was so severe that blood was bleeding from my temples.

Although the interview subject was clearly distressed, she had no intention of stopping the interview. Even if he dies during the interview, it will only increase the number of scoops from her perspective.

‘Medicines aside, why do you keep looking at the clock?’

William also looked at his watch unnaturally often. According to sources, he is currently on leave. Even though it seemed like there was nothing particularly urgent going on, he was extremely anxious.

‘Could this be a big hit?’

An interview is not just about answering questions. The behavior of the interviewee and his or her response to questions can also be newsworthy.

She was secretly happy because she had a premonition of a big hit.

As the interview neared its end, she asked William one last question.

“You said that Sanders is already dead. Do you know anything about the criminal he was dealing with?”

“….”

For the first time since the interview, William did not answer. Kevin did not miss his fleeting reaction.

When she asked the question, his eyes twitched slightly. That reaction means he knows something about the criminal.

“I will ask again. We were dealing…”

“Hey.”

“yes?”

“I don’t know about anything else, but I can’t answer this. “Not just for me, but for their sake.”

‘For me? What do you mean?’

I didn’t understand, but William seemed sincere.

“If you are threatening me, the Daily Mars, or Prime Capital, Zhao family will never sit idly by…” “

Ha. Prime Capital? Can those useless things really protect you? Be careful. “I don’t know if my warning will have any meaning since you have already entered this house.”

With those words, William stood up and approached the door. He opened the door and stood silently.

A silent protest to go when everything is over. Kevin recalled the interview details in his mind.

We have already achieved sufficient results. There is no need to stay in this dirty house anymore.

“Thank you for your cooperation in the interview. Mr. William, head of the detective team.”

“….”

William signaled that there was no need to talk so he should leave quickly. After she left, William gave her one last piece of advice before closing the door.

“Did you say Kevin? “You’d better not walk alone at night.”

“I beg your pardon?”

William closed the door without waiting for an answer.

‘What nonsense?’

Kevin, who thought his words to be careful on the road at night were a threat, became irritated. As I was about to ring the doorbell to confront him, the communicator rang.

“It’s the branch manager.”

I guess they called me to report on the interview I had today.

“yes. Branch manager. The interview is now over. yes? Oh, who am I? Of course it’s a success. yes. yes. “I’ll go right away.”

After giving up protesting, she answered the phone and ran to the station.

There was someone watching her back.

It was William who was inside the house.

He watched her until she disappeared and then picked up the communicator.

–

‘I think it’s roughly the same at this point.’

I got up after crouching all day. The dried mucus on the outer skin turned into powder and fell off.

I stretched out all six arms.

‘It took longer than expected because the scope was wide.’

Here, where I stand, in the secret passageway of the city, my nest has been completed.

The passage, which was once filled with trash thrown away by workers, has changed into an appearance reminiscent of the intestines of a living creature.

Black-brown mucus flowed down from the walls, ceiling, and floor like a never-drying fountain, and spores settled here and there spewed out mucus without stopping.

If normal creatures were to enter this place where there is no ventilation facility, they would not be able to survive for long due to the toxic air.

‘As expected, if you build a big nest, you will feel secure.’

The completed nest is 500m in diameter.

Although it is infinitely small compared to the huge city of 60km, it is enough to cover about a quarter of the city if just linked.

‘Can we detect all of the residential districts, and about a third of the commercial and entertainment districts? ‘You can sense it to that extent.’

Unlike research ships, there is a lot of movement in the city, so it may be difficult to recognize all the detailed movements of humans and machines, but if I concentrate, I can check the movements of enemies targeting me.

As I got up and stretched, I suddenly felt hungry.

‘I used up most of my remaining energy making the nest.’

After the fight with the armed police, I had a steady supply of food through a new slave.

William, head of the Port District’s detective team.

I did not kill him after I caught him through armed police number 103.

‘He’s a smart guy, so it would be a waste to just catch him.’

William was the only person who independently found me and was one of the people who pushed me to fight the hard fight. In the long run, he was someone who would benefit me.

At least he was a much more useful slave than the half-crazed 103.

So that day, I saved William’s life and ate number 103 instead.

His entire body was paralyzed, and he completely lost his will to fight when he saw me eating a living person right in front of his nose. Even before I planted the parasite, he was completely obedient to me.

Of course, his obedience and parasites are two different things, so I planted a parasite in his head. Like most people, he was fed up, but he didn’t put up much resistance.

After enslaving William, I received all of the broker-related information he had.

Thanks to this, we were able to find out which containers the brokers stored the smuggled creatures.

I could now rob the container myself without having to enslave the personnel of the material management team or the smuggled animal surveillance team.

‘Well, I need William’s help when I go.’

Since I couldn’t do anything about the camera, I was getting help from him.

William arbitrarily changed the placement of cameras and the androids’ patrol routes under the pretext of concentrating port security on high-crime areas. He was quite popular within the port district’s security team, and no one doubted his intentions.

Whenever there was a change in cameras or patrol routes, he reported to me where surveillance was weak. Thanks to this, I was able to move around the port district with ease.

Of course, if I go there too often like I did with Sander, I’ll get suspicious, so I go out to eat smuggled animals once every three days.

‘Today is the day we go to eat smuggled animals.’

As I was wondering if I should wake up the sleeping children, the communicator on the floor rang.

‘It’s William?’

I was surprised to hear a call when it wasn’t yet time to replace the parasite.

‘Now that I think about it, the signal has been coming since a while ago.’

While I was building a nest, thought waves flew from the parasite several times. It was a report saying that the host was thinking something harmful to me and that he would cause me pain.

It’s not betrayal. The parasite that entered him was level 5. Even if he decides to betray, he will die instantly from immense pain.

It would be reasonable to view the thought wave that Parasite sent me as a kind of mild warning.

‘It looks like something’s going on. Let’s take it.’

I picked up the communicator and asked him in voice number 103.

“What’s going on?”

“There is someone chasing the owner.”

“The one chasing you?”

“yes. I am a reporter belonging to a media company called Daily Mars, which is run by Prime Capital.”

Prime Capital, which runs a media company?

‘If you were in charge of the media, it was the Zhao family, right?’

The Zhao family is a prime capital that dominates the media sector, including media and entertainment. They were very annoying in the game because they dealt with information itself rather than direct combat.

‘Because they are the ones who set up branches even on planets with less than 100 residents.’

If they cannot afford to enter the planet, they are a crazy group that launches a satellite nearby and broadcasts within the planet.

Thanks to this, players who were hostile to Megacorp were always overwhelmed by their enormous information network.

‘That’s why I started looking for properties that block radio waves.’

This is reality, so I was growing in a completely different way from the game, but it finally came.

‘Reporter.’

If the opponent is a reporter, it is already a set procedure to eliminate them no matter what. If you leave it alone, it will bother you to no end.

“I took a picture of her with the camera installed inside the house. I will send the picture by email.”

Then, an alarm appeared on the communicator screen saying that an email had arrived.

‘I guess I’ll have to deal with this today.’

A brown-haired woman sitting at the table.

She just smiled, completely unaware of the fate that would befall her.