Chapter 162
Butcher Demon
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Abigail was in the arsenal (weapons facility).
The main industry at Fort 88 is the military supply. It generates income by licensing or selling weapons that are developed and tested in the front lines, which is very useful in the war against the aliens.
The most advanced weapons that have proven their worth on the front lines are being sought after all over the world.
Under Penroseâs supervision, Abigail has been assigned to the Weapons Research and Development (R&D) Institute as a special researcher, even in this situation She took her work seriously and went to work.
The zones related to weapons manufacturing are located near the city walls, because of potential accidents. Thus, the research and development center was also located right next to the city walls.
She is currently receiving a lecture on the new large-scale weapons being developed there, but she still cannot accept what she sees before her eyes.
âThe mankind has developed the massive machine called âYellow Crab,â which was invented during the war against the aliens.
Territories of the earth taken by the aliens are known to be quickly engulfed in deep forests, the cause of this is unknown.
Once the territory has been lost, the asphalt has been stripped away and replaced by the roots of the trees, transforming the road into a bumpy, uneven terrain. This phenomenon acted as a natural barrier against mankind, Which has been heavily reliant on the invention called the wheel for many centuries.
Therefore, a machine with powerful quadrupedal legs and a two-arm was developed, capable of traveling more efficiently than the wheel. Their primary objectives are to cut down trees in the forest, move rocks out of the way, and make it possible for vehicles to pass through. And that machine is the Yellow Crab.
Its long four legs allow it to move easily over the rough terrain of the forests, and two arms extend from its body, each end of which can be equipped with a chainsaw and other attachments for clearing the paths.
It has two large spotlights at the top of the body for operations at night, and instead of foam, it emits a cloud of white smoke from a diesel engine.
The yellow crab is named after its appearance, which vaguely resembles a crab. The whole chassis was painted yellow with black stripes, like a typical heavy construction machine. It is the best seller product from Fort 88.
The yellow crab fairly large piece for a heavy construction machine. It has long legs that allow it to stride over fallen trees and large rocks, and its pilotâs seat has a high viewpoint, so high that its head can be seen above the trees in the forest.
Its lights look like large eyeballs, giving it a friendly look, and its movements are truly crab-like and rather humorous, giving it a Yuru-chara, in other words, a cute mascot. This makes it very popular among women and children.
The âYellow Crab-kunâ pushy toy series has become so popular that it has become a sought-after item for collectors, and Abigail also has a Yellow Crab key chain hanging from her bag.
It seems that this was based on yellow crab, butâ.
âHa~~hahaha! What do you think Abigail! The latest creation of our!â
The man â no, the childâs name whoâs was laughing is Sheridan.
He is a very unique researcher with the nickname âDiabolicâ even though he didnât have a rank. According to Claudia, the senior secretary, he is an extremely promising rising star.
The way he spoke is quite old-fashioned, and to Abigailâs eyes, he looks to be in his early teens.
When he walks, the hem of his lab coat scrapes the floor, and combined with his monocle, he looks like a child. Or maybe he really is a child.
âYeahâ¦â¦.amazing.â
With a twitch in the corner of her eye, she managed to get those words out.
Sheridan, not even pretending to care about her reaction, raised both of his hands in the air and shouted.
âWith this , it can single-handedly rush into a battle zone and clean up the battlefield in a flash, no matter how bad the conditions are! Weâve also added a tank gun so if any enemy golems appear, it can smash them easily!!, and the firing range is adjustable, so it can even take down a flying dragon!!â
A weapon Sheridan has excitedly and proudly speaking about is Despot.
Its original design may have been based on a yellow crab, but there is a large antenna attached to its body. Apparently, It is a wide-range radar. the Despot is intended to detect aliens over a wide area by taking advantage of its ability to pop its head above the forest.
In addition, a tank gun is sitting where the cockpit should be. It is outrageously out of place. And at the ends of the arms are a minigun in the right hand and a chain gun in the left. The square part of the shoulder is probably a rocket pod. Regardless, it just looks too aggressive.
The body and arms are at least two times thicker than normal yellow crab, making the whole body look more macho. If the yellow crab is a slim king crab, this Despot is like a big Horsehair crab. It is not cute at all.
Moreover, because of its extreme weight, the power source was replaced by a double turbo engine, with jet exhaust emanating from its back.
A hot jet of steam blasts the ground with a shimmering heatwave, and it moves around in a slow and heavy crawl, almost like a Horsehair crab kaiju.
âAliens will be blown away if they encounter it in the forestâ¦â¦.â
âWith the 10,000 horsepower, this Gavel of justice will decrees death to the aliens! It rains shells over their heads. One-sidedly crushing them from above. Hence, we have named this new weapon, the Despot! (Oppressor)â
After finishing his speech. Sheridan lowered them, forming a fist, and snorted.
âI do love the name.â
âThose aliens are no match when the row of Despot march forward! They will bow down before the army of terrifying Despot, unable to lift their heads! Ha~~hahaha!â
Sheridan laughed hysterically, spreading both of his hands.
So this is the genius who made âThe most powerful weapon ever exist.â
Abigail shook her head. trying to clear her mind.
âDo you ever consider that the body this huge will make it a good target for the enemyâs magic?â
âOf course I did!â
At Abigailâs point, Sheridan picked up the controller. The controller looked like an arcade joystick. This Despot seems to be remotely controlled. Since Sheridan looks like a child, the controller suited his appearance perfectly. Somehow, it reminded her of Tetsujin.
As soon as he started to operate the controller, the body of the Despot suddenly started to move in a circular motion. It was as if it was doing a threatening dance.
âLike this, the Despot uses the flexibility of its multiple legs to keep its torso constantly moving, so that the enemy cannot hit the target! On the other hand, the gun on the Despot has an automatic deviation firing mechanism and gyro-stabilizers, so it can easily aimââ
Abigail looked around her as she half-listened to Sheridanâs wordy explanation.
In this large space, there were many weapons that had been developed for Fort 88, including the flagship tank, and the self-propelled artillery gun, each of which had its own crew working busily at their tasks.
She suddenly spotted a figure walking toward her from across the arsenal. It was a man in a long coat and an old man with a pair of glasses. At his feet was a well-bred police dog.
They stopped in front of Abigail and Sheridan, who continued making a passionate speech.
The old man looked at Abigail with a frown.
âAh? have we ever met before?â
âOh itâs her first time here grandpa.â
âGrandpa Benedict. sheâs from the newspaper, you know, thatâ¦â¦.â
Sheridan leaned over to the old man called Benedict, whisper to him.
âohâ¦â¦ I see. I see.â
âGrandpa Benedict is my mentor. He is the renowned expert who designed the Slow tortoise!â
Sheridan hummed.
-I see, he wears the same identical monocle and the same white coat.
âIs he your grandchild?â
âFufuâ¦noâ Benedict shook his head. âHe just really respected me.â He looked at Sheridan.
Following the process, Abigail exchanged greetings with Benedict.
Benedictâs Hand touched her buttocks in a very natural manner.
Abigail smiled at him.
âWell, Iâm one of those people who decide who I respect, Old man.â
âFufu as expected of the brave war maiden!â
As Benedict laughed loudly, a man in a long coat beside him stepped forward.
âââThe First Diabolic, the old and trusty researcher at Fort 88 for several generations. My old memories are getting a little fuzzy, but they havenât diminished yet.â
âAnd you are?â Abigail asked, and Benedict gestured to the man.
âInspector McLaren, heâs here to investigate a case.â He introduced.
âThat bastard reporter fooled everyoneâ¦â¦oh excuse me. I didnât expect the war maiden to be such a beautiful woman. Now I can brag to everyone in the station.â
Captain McLaren held out his hand.
âAbigail.â
As they shook hands, the dog at their feet barked.
âHis name is Lestrade.â
âNice to meet you, Lestrade.â
Abigail patted the police dog on the head, and his face broke into a smile as he looked straight into her eyes.
At that moment, Sheridanâs voice rang out as if he had just thought of something.
âOh, thatâ right, Why donât you ask her, Inspector McLaren?â
âUmm, but â¦â¦â
âAbigail was a well-known researcher at FORCOM. I have seen her papers, and she is a very talented person who knows a lot about alien technology! We may be able to find out something. Also, she is now registered at the R&D center here by November, so thereâs no problem with the procedure.â
McLaren hesitated for a moment, but then said, âWell,â and pulled a terminal out from under his coat and showed it to Abigail.
âAbigail, actually, I have Grandpa Benedict looking into this thing, and Iâd like your opinion on it.â
âWhat is it?â
A video was playing on the terminal screen.
From the image alone it was apparently clear that it was microscopic footage. The video showed microorganisms moving around with their tails twirling and turning.
âWhat is this?â
But Abigail already had an inkling of what it was.
â sperms.
However, what made it somewhat odd was that the shapes and sizes of the microbes were all different.
âWell, they are spermsâ
Benedict said.
âIt canât be from a single species, right?â
âYeah, looks like it.â
They were all too unevenly shaped. Each one was different in size. The length and shape of the tails also seemed inconsistent.
âFuâ¦.we didnât mix them up, you see.â
When Abigail nodded her head at Benedict, who smiled meaningfully, McLaren began to add.
âThis is the sample of bodily fluid that was left at one of the crime scenes, the sample that I had collected with the intention of having it tested for the killerâs DNA.â
âWere the fluids recovered from the crime scene was already in this state?â
âI had someone knowledgeable in this field look at it, and he said it was a mixture of sperm from many different creatures.â
âAre you sure that itâs not a prank or someone trying to interfere with the investigation?â
âThe word âdifferentâ is the key. There are so many different species that itâs ridiculous to even count them, Mammals, reptiles, even birds. Itâs too elaborate to be a prank, and itâs not a trick that can be done by a single individual. Even if it was organized and prepared, I donât know what its purpose is. If they wanted to disrupt the investigation, they could have done more.â
Abigailâs face turned serious.
âThis is like Noahâs Ark.â
She jokingly muttered to herself.
A ship full of seeds, carrying new life to the post-apocalyptic world, Thatâs what it looked like to Abigail.
Then Sheridan said to her, âOh, thatâs an interesting metaphor. Letâs call the owner of this semen âNoahâ! â He was so on board.
âAlso, Abigail. Iâve been thinking about it for a while. Some of Noahâs semen appeared to be human sperm! The biology girl in the lab next door worked all night to analyzed one!â
Sheridan said, and Benedict also nodded.
âThe girl told me this morning with a sick look on her face that she was taking a vacation until the next year. She said that even when she closes her eyes, she has visions of sperm crawling behind her eyelids and she feels like sheâs going crazy. So, to cheer her up, I requested to have my semen tested, and then She punched this old body in the face.â
âGrandpa, youâre getting off track.â
âPhew, excuse me.â
Sheridan interrupted and the old man laughed, but now we are back to square one.
âEven if we isolated one sperm at a time. There is no way we could analyze all of its DNA.â
âThatâs true.â
âRegarding the origin of the fluid â¦â¦ I have a few theories â¦â¦ but I donât want to make a fuss by saying something inappropriate. It would be helpful if you could share your findings with us before we submit a report.â
Benedict paused there and raised his eyelids, which were barely open, to look at Abigail.
âI hear youâve been doing a lot of research on aliens.â
Indeed, Abigail had studied alien technology, even if she had little biological knowledge she had heard that aliens have the same basic physical structure as humans, and if their body fluids had such characteristics, she would have heard about them a long time ago.
âIâve never heard something like thatâ¦â¦. Inspector McLaren, what exactly is this case about?â
âI canât tell you, the details are confidential.â
âIf you donât tell me, Iâm going to send a letter to the press saying that you and your accomplices have sexually harassed me by stopping me in the middle of the work and forcing me to watch a video of semen for an exceedingly long period of time.â
McLaren wince. Benedict and Sheridan also shiver because of the emphasis of the word âaccomplicesâ.
Even the Lestrade at his feet was cowering and shivering in fear.