Listening in the Background

"Report!"

ZZ1387262, a Superbody Star native, cried out with Mental Power.

In the more than three hundred years since his birth, he had experienced this kind of emotional excitement fewer than ten times. The last time had been when he earned the position of Listener, the highest honor he had achieved after defeating thirty-nine competitors.

On Superbody Star, any adult Superhuman without a position would lose their food rations and be disposed of as garbage.

Yet even so, he remained utterly insignificant.

So insignificant that he didn't even have an Official name. He possessed only a Listener's codename, which he used when necessary to contact an Executive Officer and report on the parasites searching near the monitored coordinates inside the Energy Prison—parasites that might be suitable hosts for a takeover, allowing the Legion to descend directly.

In the brutal struggle for survival, the Superhumans had abandoned their once-rich artistic pursuits due to the extreme scarcity of resources. They preserved them only as history, as knowledge buried deep in their memories.

Their impulsive, fluctuating emotions had disappeared along with their pursuit of the humanities and arts.

The natural laws sustaining life on Superbody Star were losing their driving force. The world was tending toward stillness, returning to the cold desolation of a lifeless cosmic dust cloud from the distant past.

The birth of life was a miracle. Now fate was set to deprive them of their right to survive once more. The Superhumans had to fight against this cruel fate!

In such a harsh environment, any unnecessary pursuit was an irrational waste of resources.

"ZZ1387262, report your discovery."

A mental impression descended through the transparent liquid, which rippled like glassy fluid. It was his superior, whom he secretly called Executive Officer No. 11.

"Executive Officer, a Derivative planted a new monitoring