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Chapter 297: James' Space Station (1)
A space station with communication cut off for days already.
A woman left alone on the space station was trembling in fear, hiding her body between communication consoles.
The mental contamination research from space was finished, and she was supposed to return to Earth soon…
By now, she should’ve already arrived on Earth and be preparing to transfer to James Tower in Korea.
Why did I come to a place like this?
The woman lifted the communication system mic in her arms again and spoke in a low voice:
“This is JamesSS, requesting response from Object Center. Abnormal situation on space station, priority code red.”
But no matter how much she called, only static flowed from the communication console.
Creeeeak.
At that moment, a chilling sound started coming from inside the station.
It was the sound of the station’s structures twisting wildly as the green plants that had already filled the station kept growing.
Like a countdown to death heading towards life’s end.
The whole station was shaking like it might tear apart any moment.
Thud.
A sound of something falling was heard in front of the woman who was holding the mic to her chest with her eyes tightly shut.
When the woman opened her eyes at that sound, a familiar object came into view.
It was a small photo album sent by a friend working at James Tower in Korea.
Opening the photo album and looking inside, there was one photo taken by her friend.
She saw her friend smiling brightly and a small golden Object next to her in the picture.
A Golden Reaper doing a victory pose with a bright expression, though it probably didn’t know what a camera was.
“I wanted… to see… a Golden Reaper… too…”
Unable to make any more sound, her throat strangely choked up, the woman looked down at the photo with blurry vision.
After looking at the photo for a while, the woman lifted the mic again and started speaking in a small voice towards it:
“Object Center, this is JamesSS. Abnormal plant growth and animal activity detected in station. Crew safety is threatened. Requesting emergency rescue. Repeat, requesting emergency rescue.”
But there was no answer even to that moist voice.
When the woman lifted her deeply bowed head, she started seeing a control room view she hadn’t seen before.
Space was visible through gaps in the station’s outer walls, twisted and torn.
“Ha, hahaha.”
But obvious changes like air flow weren’t visible.
As expected, it’s an Object.
The woman muttered self-mockingly like that.
Eventually the sun disappeared behind Earth and Earth’s shadow swallowed the station.
A biting cold that seemed to cut into flesh swept in, and an ominous darkness swallowed the station.
And in that darkness, the sound of something crawling started to be heard.
Something was approaching.
The woman curled up in terror and lifted the mic.
“Please save me… This is the space station… Please respond… Requesting emergency evacuation support… Repeat, requesting emergency evacuation support.”
“Anyone please. Save me. Please…”
But the radio transmissions flowing from the space station would now just drift through space forever, never receiving a response.
In the Sehee Research Institute courtyard bathed in warm sunlight.
I was lying on soft marshmallow with my eyes closed.
A nice feeling like getting sleepy because it’s warm.
And small TV sounds were heard like white noise helping relaxation.
[Breaking news. The US Object Association has announced that communication with their affiliated space station has been cut off.]
[Currently, long-distance observation shows no special abnormalities on the space station. Domestic space development experts say there’s a high possibility it’s just a simple communication error.]
Mini Reapers were gathering on my belly like that and jumping up and down.
Mother’s tummy!
It’s soft and squishy!
Boing boing like my belly fat was a trampoline.
Hmm.
Actually, I didn’t care whether I gained weight or not, but it felt a bit weird that mini Reapers kept saying I got fat.
Honestly, wasn’t I too skinny before, and now I’m just right without extra fat?
Waaah!
I suddenly got up and surprised the Golden Reaper playing on my belly.
!
Ah! Mother got angry!
Then I caught one Golden Reaper running away in a hurry and started blowing firewood into it.
The so-called Golden Reaper pig making!
The Golden Reaper was startled and tried to escape my grasp, but it was useless.
Hehe.
It might’ve worked before getting caught, but once caught, ghost form doesn’t work and there’s a strength difference, so it can’t escape!
No way!
The Golden Reaper struggled to escape my grasp.
But even after pouring in nearly half the firewood in my heart, there was no change in the Golden Reaper.
How can this be.
Then, just how much firewood is usually emitted from Yerin?
While I wore a dumbfounded expression, the Golden Reaper carefully slipped out of my grasp and ran away to the mini Reaper garden.
Kyuung. Kyup kyup.
Kyuu kyuu. Kyuu kyup. Kyup kyup kyup.
Then I heard a sound similar to Hungry Ghost cries in my ears.
Turning my gaze, far away on the Sehee Research Institute roof, a White Hungry Ghost was covering its mouth and snickering.
!
Maybe feeling our gazes meet, the White Hungry Ghost hurriedly fled out of my sight.
?????
Is it because Red Reapers keep burning them with fire lately?
Or has the White Hungry Ghost gone crazy because I haven’t been tormenting it lately?
I got up and slowly started chasing after the fleeing Hungry Ghost.
A taxi was entering the quiet parking lot of an Object research institute complex.
Getting out of that taxi were Qing and the Italian siblings.
“Finally arrived!”
The younger sister of the siblings stretched and shouted, looking at Sehee Research Institute.
“We made a visit request too. They said a guide would come out to Sehee Research Institute’s entrance.”
Qing said, looking at her phone.
And with Orange Reaper perched on her head, she slowly started walking towards Sehee Research Institute.
Then the gazes of Golden Reapers walking thump thump around Sehee Research Institute started turning towards Qing.
!
Golden Reapers looking at Qing with startled expressions started gathering towards her like ants drawn to candy.
“Ah!”
“Still the type loved by mini Reapers.”
Qing’s perplexed voice, and the Italian sister speaking in a slightly envious voice.
“It wasn’t this bad originally, I wonder why it’s like this now?”
When mini Reapers clung around her legs making it hard to move, a researcher ran out from Sehee Research Institute.
Then the mini Reapers started scattering appropriately.
“Are you the visitors who made a request? I’m Researcher Oh Yerin in charge of guiding.”
As Qing’s group entered the institute following Yerin’s guidance, a corridor with a quite different feel from the outside welcomed them.
It looked like a normal research institute from the outside, but the inside had an amusement park-like atmosphere rather than a research institute.
Researchers walking around with mini Reapers on their heads, candy baskets placed here and there, and mini Reaper foam boards all over.
It made you wonder if this was really a research institute.
“Is it normal for mini Reapers to gather this severely?”
Qing asked Yerin walking ahead about something she’d been curious about.
“Hmm. Mini Reapers do often cling if you don’t have an attached Reaper. Plus, they cling more to people they’re seeing for the first time.”
Yerin turned her head, glanced at the Orange Reaper lying on Qing’s crown, then continued speaking.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen them cling like that to someone with an attached Reaper besides me.”
While heading towards the courtyard said to be full of mini Reapers, there was something else that seemed a bit strange to Qing.
TVs were placed in every corner of the institute corridors.
Plus, all the TVs were only playing news channels.
[30 tigers forming a pack were discovered near Gwanaksan in Gwanak-gu.]
[Nearby residents were wrapped in great shock and fear at this sudden situation.]
[The Object Safety Management Council has begun investigating whether this sudden appearance of tigers is related to any Object.]
Qing’s group glanced at the screens showing news about tigers appearing, then soon turned their gaze to Sehee Research Institute’s courtyard.
“Wow!”
An exclamation naturally came from Qing’s mouth.
The courtyard was full of golden Reapers, creating a beautiful and mysterious atmosphere like entering a fairy tale world.
In a dim room inside James Tower on the outskirts of Songpa-gu.
Inside, an online video conference about how to handle the space station occupied by the green moon was in full swing.
[There’s no immediate problem, so can’t we just leave it alone until a proper method comes up?]
A US Object Association director put forth a negative opinion.
[An Object in space, the attempt itself is too costly and there’s no certainty we can handle it.]
Federal government Object department working-level staff again expressed a negative opinion.
But James firmly opposed.
“No, we must handle it immediately! We can’t leave it like this.”
But the meeting was making no progress.
There was consensus that the seven colored moons must be destroyed by Gray Reaper, but.
Most participants thought it could be handled after some time passes, like the indigo moon that was in James City, USA.
[Then to handle the green moon, we’d need to send Gray Reaper to space, but is there a way to do that?]
[It seems difficult for humans to handle directly. It’s hard enough dealing with Objects, let alone in space.]
[Is there no way to lure Gray Reaper to the space station?]
[Would Gray Reaper be interested in space with no humans or anything? It doesn’t seem easy.]
The meeting continued, but no clear solution came out and it just dragged on before ending.
It seemed like either the green moon in space had to cause an actual problem, or.
A breakthrough method to send Gray Reaper to the space station had to come up.
“Damn it.”
James, at a loss, closed his eyes in the darkened remote conference room.
Golden Reaper clung to James with a worried expression, patting the top of his head.
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