The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 235: Song of the Betrayed (15)

If I had to make an analogy, the cells in my fingertips and the cells in my toes are one self that move, but each cell doesn't have its own self, right? It's like the harvester or Belle and other bodies.

So I had enough time to review and organize the memories I gained.

If I organize the memories of the harvester that I gained this time, it's like this.

The name of this place is Atlan Fortress City. It was built to block sea monsters coming up from the eastern sea.

It looks dangerous at first glance, so you wouldn't think there would be many people except for soldiers, but there are many merchants here as well as soldiers.

The reason there are so many merchants is because they unload their cargo from the sea and bring it up here.

There is no proper port on the eastern seaboard because monsters sweep away any place touched by humans. So they unload their supplies from ships and bring them straight here.

And no one thinks that's strange.

Rather, they think it's safe because the defense system is so well-equipped.

It's a new thing, but the third world also has many monsters.

No.

That's not true.

In the second world, monsters would pop out if you went a little into the forest, and in the first world, I saw a lot of them when the harvesters spread out in all directions.

Except for my faded memories, there are monsters in every world.

Hmm.

Maybe, back then, I didn't know about monsters, but they actually existed.

Anyway.

That's how dangerous monsters in the wild are. They're much more vicious than my faded memories. Some are large and strong on their own, some are highly intelligent, and some hunt in groups.

Among them, the monsters that hunt in groups live in the eastern sea.

However, since they are aquatic creatures, they can't easily come to the mountain range. So people built walls to block the paths where they would gather.

That's the Atlan fortress city.

However, we couldn't simply close this place because we couldn't give up transportation by boat.

So, even though it is inconvenient, they unload their cargo at a place that does not have a proper port and hire people to carry it to this place by hand.

Of course, even if they are hand-carried, only a small number of people actually move around on their bodies.

They pull carts using cars or animals. However, if there are too many people, monsters attack.

That is why the soldier was injured.

Also, human life is cheap in this world, and this region is very wealthy just from the tariffs on exports that must be brought in by sea.

So what happens then?

They buy people with money and consume them.

In fact, this may be the most modernized place.

Modernization is when the value of people changes from an era where people were just used and thrown away to an era where people were bought and thrown away.

If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight.net or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.

Of course, in an era where people were just used and thrown away, they were given a minimum amount of food and a place to sleep to maintain their labor force, but now they are giving money and taking that money back in the form of goods and starving them to death.

Then, doesn’t that mean the labor force is decreasing?

There are new workers coming from the outskirts, right?

They are not items that need to be used for a long time, but disposable items.

However, just because they are disposable doesn't mean that the people who handle them look down on people. They have the personality to sympathize with people who get hurt at work.

When I got out of the car, the commander came out to # Nоvеlight # meet me.

The place I got off was a hospital. It wasn't the military hospital I went to yesterday, but the hospital in the Atlan fortress city.

The commander took me inside.

As soon as I entered, I saw a crowd of people. Some were wearing hospital gowns, some had old scars and were missing limbs. Others had various defects or diseases.

Then the commander and a person who seemed to be a local leader. And the person who was presumed to be the owner of this hospital came out and bowed their heads to me.

Please grant me a miracle.

I nodded happily.

And they started producing a harvester called Healing.

There are many people who were seriously injured, but they should have been taken to the hospital long ago because they had already been treated for all the parts that could be treated.

I made them into harvesters and checked their memories. Last night, a soldier came out and suddenly said that he could treat their wounds and brought them to the hospital.

It was good intentions.

They wanted to share this good experience with everyone who was injured, not just themselves.

That's how they ended up in the worst possible situation.

They're really unfortunate.

The three who bowed their heads to me. They all held high positions in this Atlan fortress city, but they were respected by many people.

They had the personality to do so.

That's why they brought the injured people and sold them to me.

The saying that the road to hell is paved with good intentions comes to mind.

I'm the one who paved hell with good intentions. In fact, those three aren't bad. Rather, they deserve respect, and I'm the one who deceived them.

Only an idiot would blame someone who was deceived.

The only bad people are those who cheat. Even if the method of cheating is so crude, the only people who criticize the cheated are those who think they weren't cheated.

They are the poor losers who can't survive unless they belittle the weak as fools.

Hehe.

I'm more specific about the losers.

The light that fell under the water was all those creatures.

Those who were defeated so badly that their minds were completely destroyed. Those who realized the truth that everything in the world is their enemy and no one will save them.

So when I reach out, they get cheated again.

They think that they won't lose anything even if they get cheated.

My thoughts are wrong, but anyway, I'm the only bad person.

They seem happy right now, so let's just say it's okay.

They don't know that they took out an unreasonable loan, and they're just happy that they got money.

Look.

They even sing a song of gratitude to me. The harvester from this country is a classic folk song that everyone knows.

Judging from the lyrics, it seems like a song sung during a harvest festival or festival after the fall harvest is finished.

The hospital has become a festival site.

Some people are crying while touching their newly grown limbs, while others are holding hands with the harvester next to them and running around.

The harvester is smiling happily and singing a song of blessing.

The unfortunate end is imminent.

But if you are happy now, it is better to smile.

Now, I am running out of the hospital and laughing shamelessly with the harvester who is shouting out joyful cries.

***

The fourth world is boring.

I don't even remember my body that doesn't have a name yet.

At first, I was confused because my cheeks were particularly thin, but my face is exactly the same as many women who have the same face.

It's probably a clone or a chimera.

An artificially created human.

So it makes sense that they ended up in such a miserable state. Since the vessel was made artificially, there is no need to worry about the person who became the vessel making a contract with a god or demon who entered the body and causing trouble.

Daegon's memory sparkles that it is difficult to make a vessel that can hold a god with this technology, and I think I found the reason.

Here, I found an interesting fact while searching for the memory of the harvester who was destroyed by the wizard's dissection.

The harvester spoke a foreign language that I did not know, but I knew a language.

There was a woman who was from a well-off family, but her family was ruined because of a political marriage that went wrong. She contracted a sexually transmitted disease and was dying when she made a contract with me.

There was a harvester who did not gain superpowers, but used her improved intelligence and physical abilities to kill the person who ruined her, and died from a return blow of resentment.

Her memory sparkles that it resembles her childhood.

Perhaps, this is the world she lived in.

Then, several reasons were revealed in a chain reaction.

Why was Yasle's technique mixed into the summoning spell?

Why was the entire clone army contracted with me?

Why was the clone used as a vessel to hold demons or gods?

Was it Yong-ui?

Ah. By the way, according to Dae-gon's memory, cloned objects deteriorate. So it's rare to use them as vessels.

However, there is a theory.

She was originally the mother who gave birth to Dae-gon's vessel.

If it's a harvester, it has enough ability to be a vessel for a small object, and if you want to improve the quality, you can breed clones and draw the second generation.

This is likely the result of that.

Until now, I thought that only the harvester could pull me up.

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However, there is a possibility that the traces left by the harvester can pull me up.

Hehe.

I'm so lucky.