There must be something wrong with my krypton game

For some reason, Kanda Chuanyu felt a little guilty at this time.

But he was quick to convince himself.

What a guilty conscience!That's not a real kid!

None of that is personal!

...Wait, he doesn't seem to be a person now?

Looking at the can in his hand, Kandagawa Yu fell into deep thought.

The first day's work was over soon. Kandagawa Yu finished the work log and returned to the room, and then got up with nothing to do. He looked into the rooms of other researchers from the window and found that they were doing nothing except sitting on the bed in a daze.

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

Okay, I wanted to experience the feeling of four of us sitting together and playing strip mahjong.

It seems that when they were manufactured, they should not have an entertainment section installed.

No wonder I feel so at ease, the dormitory doesn't even have a gatekeeper.

Probably because these people have been instilled with the instruction of "following orders" from the very beginning, so apart from work, they will not have unmanageable thoughts or actions.

But, they won't have it, Kandagawa Yukai.

This room is damp and cold, a small place with no windows, it is suffocating after a long time.

Not long after Kandagawa Yuu suffocated, a strong and unbearable sense of hunger arose again.

Cold and hungry, Kandagawa Yu was in a trance. He felt like the little match girl in Andersen's fairy tales. In the real world, there was a refrigerator full of drinks and snacks. In the game, he was hungry and cold, without even a hair.

I even wanted to find out if there were any matches nearby, so I could point out a roast turkey or something.

Matches are out of the question, out of this lifetime, but, after savoring the taste of premium canned beef.

He fixed his gaze on the watch in his left hand.

That, daily tasks.

It seems that it can be brushed repeatedly, right?

When he came in, he noticed that the research base seemed to be very short of manpower.

Not only was there no guards in the area where the androids lived, but there were few guards along the way when they were sent. A white coat was responsible for the delivery and adjustment of more than a dozen of their androids.

In the morning, he deliberately counted six or seven artificial humans judged by the white coat to be successfully manufactured, but when the mission was announced, only four remained. It is reasonable to suspect that it may be the reason for the expired cans.

It will obviously affect the utilization rate of artificial humans, but they still choose to provide such expired cans, which shows that there is a high probability that food and supplies are also very scarce.

Insufficient manpower and shortage of materials, it is preliminarily inferred that if it is not a doomsday world like the walking dead, it should be a war in progress.

Since there are some outrageous "artificial supernatural experiments", this is obviously not an ordinary world, so what is going on should not be an ordinary war, but a supernatural war that needs to rely on unnatural forces.

In this way, it is logical to put aside all unfavorable conditions and give priority to creating artificial supernatural bodies to win the war.

Just like when World War II was too poor to uncover the pot, it was the same as researching the atomic bomb.

Then, if his reasoning is correct... For these artificial humans who have entered the "no trouble" program when they are manufactured, the research institute should not waste precious manpower and materials to monitor them.

Kanda Chuanyu tentatively walked out of the door and stayed in the corridor for a minute.

Sure enough, although the monitor was motionless, there was no response.

Obviously, it's just a decoration.

Kandagawa Yu was overjoyed, and easily pushed open the opposite door.

An artificial human without a sense of entertainment, of course, will not lock the door with a sense of crisis.

He walked down the corridor from beginning to end--thirteen people were counted.

Every time Yu Kandagawa walked into a room, he pressed the switch of their watch to remember the holographic image that appeared.

Thirteen people—that means thirteen labs, and, thirteen daily tasks.

Kanda Kawayu's motto: Either quit, or do it to become bigger and stronger.

Since you want to brush, how can you just brush your own?

Of course, every laboratory has been brushed again!

The artificial human genes are all the same. Kanda Chuanyou easily entered the laboratory of other artificial human. As for the monitoring in the laboratory, he hid behind the experimental body and tried to eat canned food in the morning, so he simply studied the computer here. .This game is indeed very realistic. Not only can the computer operate it, but even the system is the same as the real one, but it is an old version from 30 or [-] years ago.

Think about it too, if the system is very advanced, what kind of games are you still playing, and you can start a company directly.

Fortunately, the version is not high, giving him room to exploit loopholes.

Like an old man walking a bird, Kandagawa Yu wandered through the thirteen laboratories, returned with a full load, brought back thirteen canned beef, and finally returned to his own room, starting the shielding program he had prepared long ago.

He spent the longest time there in the morning, and also cracked the most permissions. After much deliberation, staying here is the most at ease.

Wearing a white coat, Kandagawa Yu sat cross-legged with his canned food in his arms. He even used the computer in the laboratory to call up a movie. While watching it, he ate ten of them with relish before wiping off the gravy from the corners of his mouth and growing satisfied. in one breath.

Finally had enough.

He put the last three cans in front of him, hesitated for a moment, picked up one, and walked to the nutrient input tube on the operating table.

Kandagawa Yuu opened the can and poured it from the spout.

Well, let's consider it a tribute, a sacrifice to the god of daily tasks.

Please, bless me with canned food every day!

Kandagawa Yuu closed his eyes and clasped his hands together—one minute passed, and nothing special happened.

Expected.

Kanda Chuanyou curled his lips. He admitted that he just saw the abnormal behavior of the NPC during the day, and wanted to see if there would be a hidden branch, but now it seems that there should be no.

It's a pity, had hoped that there would be other flavors in cans.

He turned around and stuffed the remaining two on the ground into his pocket, intending to take them as a supper, when he took two steps, a halo suddenly lit up on the floor under his feet, enclosing him inside.

Kanda Chuanyu was startled, and immediately withdrew from the circle. When there was still one foot left, a confused and immature child's voice came from his mind.

【who I am? 】

Kanda Chuanyu: "???"

Usually at such times, shouldn't you ask "Who are you"?

He immediately realized - that aperture should be a tool to communicate with the experimental subject.

This is what he saw when he cracked the system in the morning. The researcher's high-level task content is to give the experimental subject a strong consciousness, and to input instructions and thoughts through the special metal ring on the top of the head.

In other words, brainwashing.

But because Yu Kandagawa cracked the authority, it was tantamount to destroying the orientation of the program. Therefore, the effect of brainwashing was gone, and a bridge of consciousness communication was built instead.

Kanda Chuanyu: I cheated myself.

His original purpose was to brush a few cans of beef, and he didn't want to cause such a big commotion. If the experimental subject undergoes a major change and attracts the attention of those white coats, let alone the cans, his save file may be gged directly!

Kandagawa Yuu swallowed, glanced at the console from the corner of the eye, thinking whether he could get away with injecting sedative drugs first.

While thinking, the child's voice asked him again.

[I... who am I? 】

Kanda Chuanyu: You are so annoying.

He complained a few words in his heart, and was about to press the switch of the sedative medicine, when the mechanical sound followed.

【Ding--】

[Triggering Zhongye's favorability in the Central Plains to start the mission: Three Philosophical Questions]

【who I am?Where do I come from?Where am I going? 】

【Philosophy of life, all in the guard room】

Kanda Chuanyu turned his head—the ocher-haired child soaked in the nutrient solution opened his eyes at some point.

The cobalt blue eyes are as translucent as noble sapphires.

Favorability to start the mission?

These seven words hit Yu Kandagawa's heart as a strategy game lover.

He quickly opened the game panel, spent a long time looking through it, and finally found the content about the degree of favorability in a corner.

Reaching a certain target character favorability = opening krypton gold system = opening favorability system

Kandagawa Yu seemed to see the word "cheat" shining in front of his eyes.

At the same time, I saw canned hot pot potato chips and Coke waving to him together.

He immediately corrected his attitude, cleared his throat, and said solemnly.

"Actually... you are my son."

Zhongyuan Zhongye soaked in the nutrient solution: "..."

He was silent for a while, then said slowly, "But, if I'm not mistaken, your hair seems to be white."

Kandagawa Yuu was startled, "Don't you remember who you are?"

A cross appeared above Nakahara Chuya's head: "...I don't remember who I am, I'm not colorblind!"