Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'
Chapter 706 - 317. Croc Attack

Chapter 706: 317. Croc Attack

"Nephis Cleopatra, entering from orbit, currently breaking into the atmosphere."

Nephis reported her progress without any emotional fluctuation, just as usual.

However, her indifferent demeanor seemed to carry an indescribable contempt in Nariya’s eyes.

"Hey, Gabros."

Through the communicator, Nariya spoke, her entire body disheveled and her clothes in tatters. She couldn’t help but say:

"What kind of attitude is this? Talking to your master with such arrogance?"

"Miss Nariya, I have undergone excision of my emotional glands. Hormones such as dopamine and pheromone are not secreted by my body, so I do not display any emotions."

Nephis responded blandly, her eyelids drooping, speaking like a robot:

"Oh, so you dare to talk back too!"

Nariya’s anger flared up, and she found a random excuse to start scolding:

"What do you think you are? You’re just a commodity. Do you have the right to explain yourself?"

"Yes, Miss." Nephis said mechanically. "I am approaching the coordinates you sent. I will arrive shortly, please stay safe."

"——Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Nariya said coldly.

"The current situation is not optimistic. The ecosystem of the Grave Star Cluster is severely damaged, order is in chaos. You should be careful——"

"Gabros, are you teaching me how to do things?"

Nariya’s voice rose; her green-gold slit pupils fixed on Nephis, raising her chin haughtily:

"Who gave you the right? A worthless product with no assets, no self-awareness, no human rights, and a lifespan of less than sixty years, daring to criticize a capitalist?"

"I’m sorry, Miss Nariya——"

Before Nephis could finish, she was immediately interrupted by Nariya’s roar:

"What do you think you are? Do you deserve to apologize to me? Does your apology matter? I am a noble capitalist! You worthless products were born to be exploited, enslaved, and consumed by us."

"You are right, but I——" Nephis tried to explain, but Nariya, no longer caring about her words, interrupted her. Having been nearly killed twice by Leoz and suppressed by the bloodline’s pressure, Nephis’s mind was under great stress.

Now, she just wanted to vent her inner panic:

"My father controls Velazquez Corporation, my brother is Redd Gold’s chosen one! A piece of junk from the assembly line, do you dare point fingers at me?"

After saying this, she took a deep breath. Taking advantage of the moment, Nephis hurriedly said:

"Miss Nariya, I am already on my way. It was my misjudgment, I should have come over immediately."

"Your fault? Ha, of course, it’s your fault. If it weren’t for you failing to kill Leoz, he wouldn’t have had a chance to fake his death, which caused me to make this decision."

Nariya muttered to herself, her eyes lit up as she seemed to grasp the key point:

"Yes! It’s your fault, all your fault! You’re a piece of trash, defective industrial goods, worthless junk that no one wants even if they lose money. All the fault lies with you, a mere commodity. How could a capitalist ever be wrong? We are the supreme Dragonborn, all the world’s wealth belongs to us. We set up companies everywhere and use finance to sing the praises of the Supreme Goddess Redd Gold. Yes, it’s all your fault, I can’t be wrong..."

She held her forehead, a grin spreading across her face, giggling as she shrieked:

"Hahaha—it’s all you worthless products and trash employees. We provided you with jobs and salaries, yet you still make mistakes at work, injuring me—ah—how could it not be your fault!"

"Yes..."

"The plan failed, the initial investment down the drain, crisis management failed, the news leaked, and the stock price will certainly plummet. I will become a failure in the eyes of the old men, and all the sacrifices I’ve made—killing my sister, killing my brother, sacrificing so many lives to climb to this point—will be for nothing."

Nariya knelt on the ground, clutching her head, her pupils rapidly dilating and contracting. She tilted her head, whispering incoherent things:

"All for nothing, hah, all for nothing, hee-hee-haha, all for nothing, hahaha—"

Nephis said nothing.

Miss Nariya had lost her ability to control herself. Both her mind and body could no longer maintain what could be called "health."

’Nariya turning out like this... could Leoz have done something?’

Just as this thought surfaced in Nephis’s mind, she immediately stopped herself:

’No, I shouldn’t continue thinking. I am a product of the company, I shouldn’t have my own thoughts. If this continues, I will...’

What will happen?

A flash of insight crossed her mind. The neural synapses once forbidden were becoming increasingly active.

’When humans think, the deities laugh.’

Nephis suddenly recalled this notion.

’When products think, do bosses laugh?’

Once mortals crawling under the feet of The Pantheon, now they had built civilizations, weaving Grand Narratives, commanding the deities of old for their use, or simply as tools and resources.

If mortal thought had invited the contemptuous laughter of deities, ultimately mortals had become the dominant narrative in the Starry Abyss.

Then, could the thoughts of products also overturn the dominion of corporations?

——I mustn’t think like this!

[Warning: Loyalty Pact Activated]

"Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty..."

Nephis kept muttering to herself, like a machine repeating mechanically. Her cerebral cortex was overwritten, large swaths of memory replaced and deleted.

[Gabros, loyal to the company!]

"Never betray, yes, long live capitalism, I am loyal to the company, I will never go against the Grand Narrative..."

Nephis’s body issued a warning. The loyalty program implanted in her activated immediately. With a heart-wrenching pain, her thoughts gradually realigned, and her active brainwaves returned to a stable state.

Yes, this was the normal status. Everything would be fine...

The company nurtured me. I must be grateful. Only the company’s Grand Narrative was flawless perfection. I must devote myself to the company.

In all narratives, only the company had noble ideas. I must be loyal to the company, without a second thought.

"Worthless products like you ruined our entire plan."

As Nephis continually reaffirmed her loyalty, Nariya, already kneeling on the ground, uttered horrifying murmurs:

"Once this task is over, I’ll have the Reclamation Department scrap you. Every Gabros must be melted down and remade."

Sssss—

The rapidly descending figure halted abruptly in mid-air. The air current surged downward, and in an instant, the sky above Dome Star cleared, revealing the inner wall of the megastructure’s overhead sky, simulating a monotonous blue sky.

Nephis hung alone in the air. Filtered air passed through the filtration canisters, entering her pores and respiratory tract, flowed through her lungs, transmitted through capillaries to every part of her body, completing exchanges with the cells in her blood, converting into energy and qi energy, then was expelled as waste gas with the squeeze of her lungs.

Destruction.

She raised her hand, pressing it against her chest.

Destruction.

This body, was to be destroyed.

Why?