Seoul Object Story
Chapter 298: James Space Station (2)

In the mountains under a blue sky, there was a valley with clear water trickling.

Shiny pebbles were scattered along the sparkling stream, making cheerful sounds with each step.

A man slowly walked into this beautiful valley.

On his head sat a Black Reaper, gripping his hair.

The man, unable to contain his admiration for nature’s beauty, looked up at the Black Reaper and said:

“The water’s so clear. The pebbles are gleaming. And the air’s so fresh! This place is really nice, right?”

Beep-!

The Black Reaper made a clear sound as if answering.

Seeing the Black Reaper seemed to like this place too, the man smiled contentedly.

Then he put down his backpack and started setting up a tent with the Black Reaper.

The man lightly swung the Black Reaper transformed into a hammer.

Like tent pegs sinking into soft ground, it easily drove into the hard ground.

This happened as the Black Reaper moved its body in sync with the man’s hand movements.

The Black Reaper hammer exerted just the right amount of force even when swung lightly.

The Black Reaper firmly gripped the man’s hand so there was no chance of dropping it.

Even if swung in the wrong direction and about to hit his own hand, the Black Reaper would turn soft so there was no risk of injury.

The golden shining eyes on the hammer head were cute too.

Plus, it could transform into numerous tools including clothing like gloves besides hammers, so no other tools were needed.

It was perfect except for the tiny tongue that licked his palm whenever the Black Reaper got bored.

“Thanks.”

Grateful, the man hugged the Black Reaper rolling around on the folding table and slowly stroked it.

Actually, the man was so thankful to the Black Reaper.

He wouldn’t be doing his current job if not for the Black Reaper.

The man’s job was traveling to scenic nature spots, camping, and recording videos of it.

30 years after Objects appeared en masse.

Camping, which inevitably involved traveling to remote places, had become a completely dead hobby.

Meeting an Object while enjoying camping was as dangerous as encountering a wild tiger.

Being able to travel around like this without fearing Objects was all thanks to the Black Reaper.

Though only palm-sized, the Black Reaper Object was powerful enough to instantly defeat most Objects.

Om nom nom.

The Black Reaper was quietly eating snacks in the man’s arms.

But at that moment, the Black Reaper’s expression hardened as if sensing something, and it jumped onto the back of the man’s hand.

The man looked puzzled at the Reaper’s sudden change in behavior, but soon realized the message it was trying to convey and started scanning the surroundings.

Growl.

Following the Black Reaper’s gaze, numerous tigers began emerging from the shadows of the dense forest.

Oh no, another tiger pack.

He had encountered a tiger pack on Gwanaksan recently, and now he’s met another tiger pack.

A serious expression flashed across the man’s face.

He had been sensing abnormal phenomena in the forests lately.

The forests were becoming overgrown, and animals rarely seen before were starting to appear frequently.

From herbivores like deer to carnivores like tigers.

Those animals even showed behavior patterns they don’t normally exhibit, like ‘tigers forming packs’.

Plus, he had recently spotted an unidentified large bird with rainbow feathers scattering light.

I guess I’ll have to postpone camping until the forest returns to normal.

The Black Reaper who really likes going camping will be a bit gloomy, but it can’t be helped.

In the Sehee Research Institute courtyard where Agwi’s sad cries echoed sweetly.

Kyuhinghing.

I was savoring the screams while slowly turning a White Agwi cut into a spiral potato shape over a campfire.

This was the fate of the White Agwi that laughed at me.

Strangely, White Agwis with oversized livers have been appearing often lately, so I split open the bellies of all such White Agwis to check their plump livers.

Sadly, there were no livers inside White Agwis’ bellies, only marshmallow.

I was a bit disappointed, since Agwi liver dishes are supposed to be so delicious.

As I tormented the Agwi like that, the heads of mini Reapers in the courtyard started turning one by one towards the courtyard entrance.

I could sense someone approaching the courtyard too.

Yerin and two humans, plus one Object.

“That Triceratops golden statue is huge.”

“I don’t know what Triceratops has to do with Sehee Research Institute.”

It was the Orange Reaper wearing a crown and its attached human, and the Purple Reaper wearing an eyepatch and its attached human.

Siblings!

Maybe because they were unusual siblings not seen in a while, Golden Reapers rushed towards Orange Crown Reaper and Purple Eyepatch Reaper with very welcoming expressions.

And some Golden Reapers rushed towards the human-shaped Object.

Looking now, that Object was the Swiss roll human I had resurrected.

The Swiss roll human hugged the swarming Golden Reapers and looked around.

Then seeing no one watching, it started detaching its fingers and feeding them to Golden Reapers.

Om nom nom.

The Swiss roll human asking “Tasty?” and Golden Reapers nodding their heads.

It was a somewhat unsettling scene.

Has that Swiss roll human caught the disease of wanting to feed its fingers like Agwi Reaper?

Since it reminded me of Agwi Reaper, I turned my gaze and walked towards Yerin.

Yerin was talking with Qing, the girl we saw in the Free City Alliance.

“It’s not even a dinosaur research institute, so why display a Triceratops golden statue like that?”

“I’m not sure of the details either. Usually Director Sehee secretly brings in ridiculously expensive things like that.”

Standing next to Yerin and looking up at Qing, I couldn’t help but be impressed.

Not as good as Yerin, but quite impressive firewood power. Seems to have increased from before.

With Yerin and Qing standing together, such a large amount of firewood was flowing in that it made my mouth water.

It might be nice to put Qing on the left and Yerin on the right.

Nom nom.

As I was licking my lips looking at Qing, Orange Crown Reaper came headbutting towards me.

Stab!

Right in my eye with the sharp edge of the crown.

Agh, it’s the filial impiety machine #2.

I pointed at Crown Reaper trying to stab me with all its might and asked mini Reapers for help, but.

None of the mini Reapers helped.

Rather, they cheered on Orange Crown Reaper as if it was only natural.

Bad Mother!

The mini Reapers’ rebellious phase has begun.

A helicopter slowly descended onto a clearing in the dense jungle.

James got out of that helicopter and moved into a tent following the guidance of James Research Institute staff.

Inside was a large cage about 3 meters tall, where an unidentified bird softly scattering light sat majestically.

“It’s certainly worthy of being called a phoenix.”

It looked like a legendary bird even in photos, but James wanted to confirm in person.

This should be enough justification to remove the ‘green moon’.

James slowly examined the data received from researchers.

<Tiger packs occurring in Korea, at least 300 individuals.>

<Huge dragon hiding in the Himalayas.>

<Phoenix roaming all over East Asia.>

<Revival of already extinct animals.>

<Abnormal forest overgrowth.>

All were abnormal phenomena that occurred after the green moon appeared.

Now James had only one problem left.

How to send Gray Reaper to James Space Station.

James opened a notebook and started writing down usable methods.

<Broadcast that the space station has been occupied by an Object.>

Currently internal observation is impossible, and with high probability of no survivors, there are no elements likely to attract Gray Reaper’s attention.

<Spread false information that a Tyranno festival is being held on James Space Station.>

Possibility Gray Reaper may hold a grudge. Too dangerous.

He thought of many other methods, but they all had small problems.

I don’t know.

As James was racking his brains, Golden Reaper approached thump thump and held out a paper.

That paper was the blueprint for the Golden-Mecha-Tyranno armor.

James Space Station floating lonely in space.

The woman left alone in darkness and silence was tightly gripping the communication console mic as if it was her last hope.

“Anyone please. Save me. Please…”

The ominous sound in the darkness was getting closer and closer to her.

Rustle. Rustle.

It sounded like something crawling.

Her heart started beating rapidly in fear.

Terrified, she held her breath and desperately prayed for whatever it was to just pass by.

But the sound was getting closer and closer.

All sorts of imaginings flashed through her mind.

An Object that eats humans? Or a hallucination from mental contamination?

In the darkness, she could hear nothing but her own heartbeat and that strange sound.

And now that sound seemed to be right in front of her.

She shut her eyes tight in terror, and groped around with trembling hands for something to use as a weapon.

But there was nothing.

She could only freeze in place holding her breath, accepting her fate.

Like that, right in front of her, the crawling sound stopped.

Endless silence.

It felt like if she opened her eyes, a huge monster would open its mouth and swallow her whole.

But no matter how long she waited with her eyes closed, nothing happened.

The woman slowly opened her eyes.

Then it revealed itself…

“Meep!”

There was a small creature about the size of a human head, emitting a soft light from its eyes.