Strong-Willed Tsuyukusa / To Be Fair, Does Farshore Gareth Count as the Male Lead?
Xiao Cui: "Stop hitting! Stop hitting! Sister Yaochuan, you can't kill anyone like that. If you want to fight, go to the dance studio!"
Red: Joy--
Chapter 776 Unwavering Will of Cong Yu
"By the end of next year, we expect to complete 99% of human conversion surgeries... This is a relatively ideal scenario."
The leader of the 71st Group said this, as a report to Cong Yu on the current situation... She would upload the data after proofreading it.
The year is almost over.
According to the Gregorian calendar, the New Year is just around the corner, which means that... Moerae's crisis will end in 365 days.
Humans are creatures that find it difficult to cooperate, but if, for some reason, they unite to do something...
We must never doubt how outrageous the "peak" and "upper limit" of what humans can do is.
"Hmm, a year is quite short... I thought it would take at least ten years, or even twenty years."
As she spoke, Cong Yu looked out the window at the closely packed, pure white buildings, which seemed to soar into the sky like skyscrapers.
Those were all "hospitals," or rather, "operating rooms" specifically used for Transformation Ritual.
Each hospital has 4,396 standard operating rooms and is staffed with a large number of volunteers who have undergone Transformation Ritual involving eccentrics and magical girls.
The new monsters and new magical girls transformed by the ritual work together to continue their efforts for the cause of the Transformation Ritual.
From a distance...
The hospital buildings are arranged closely together, relying on and connecting with each other, covering almost the entire field of vision as far as the eye can see.
Like a pristine, towering monument, a silent, roaring tower.
It is a miracle created by humankind, the Babel Tower, which unites people across specific races, personalities, and nations.
"..." Looking out the window at the countless patients and the doctor in charge of the Transformation Ritual Cong Yu by, the leader of the 71st Group spoke—
"The current number is far from reaching the 99% target I envisioned one year from now. This is my estimate based on the current growth rate... In other words, things could very well change."
The leader of the 71st Group said, in a way that was like pouring cold water on things, "Moreover, the last 1% is the most troublesome part."
Indeed, Cong Yu understood this as well.
Because the first 99% are simply the first 99%, their speed depends only on their queue order, whereas choosing to be in the last 1% is different.
They deliberately choose not to transform.
It could be a lack of trust in all information, or it could be an absolute unwillingness to become a species other than humans.
It's also possible that they want to keep the children first and then convert them, or that some people in remote areas simply don't know anything about Moerae or the end of the world.
Even in this day and age, there will always exist people who can't get news from the outside world without a cell phone.
Moreover, from the perspective of "saving the world"...
What is needed is not just 1%, but even 0.1%, 0.001%, or even the non-existence of any human being.
Even a fugitive hiding in the deep mountains and forests, or a child raised by wolves on the grasslands from a young age... all need to undergo transformation.
It's troublesome and difficult.
Fortunately, the success rate of the surgery is currently 100%, so it won't face much criticism or resistance.
In response to Cong Yu's words, the leader of the 71st Group shook his head and said, "It's already 99%."
"..." Amid Cong Yu's silence, the leader of the 71st Group didn't seem particularly concerned. "Although the Transformation Ritual has been broken down into simpler procedures after the change, surgery is still surgery... There were three unexpected cases."
"A patient with congenital dissociative identity disorder experienced a failed ritual because this was their first clinical experience with this condition..."
"However, the second heart was later treated with demonic enhancement to compensate for the damage, and subsequent observations showed everything was normal."
"After that, I knew how to deal with such situations."
The leader of the 71st Group accessed the data, displaying text records with a red background on the computer screen, and said—
"One of the other two made a mistake during the procedure and accidentally killed the patient. The strange person who was supposed to be responsible for treating and stopping the bleeding happened to run out of magic, which led to the patient's death."
"There was another case that was similar, but the person in charge of the surgery had a grudge against the person undergoing the transformation and deliberately killed them."
Indeed, on such a vast scale as "the whole world," many things do not require logic to occur.
Or, to put it another way, under the theory that "the world is a giant makeshift operation," it's already quite good that there were only three unexpected incidents.
With this in mind, Cong Yu listened to some other intelligence and information about the situation before leaving the office where the leader of the 71st Group was located.
Afterwards, Cong Yu planned to go find Carlos and the others to see if there had been any unusual developments recently.
For humans today, there are no special circumstances, which is naturally the best situation.
Unfortunately, sometimes, unexpected things can happen...
Therefore, it is necessary to ask more questions, do one's utmost, and use oneself as a cornerstone for saving the world.
He had barely stepped out of the building when an acquaintance called out to him.
"Cong Yu, you really were here."
As he said this, the boy in the tattered cloak took off his hood. "So, it turns out you know my sister."
Cong Yu looked at the boy, and memories of last Christmas flooded back. "0451? Long time no see... Who is this sister you're talking about?"
Yes, this boy was once the strange science fiction enthusiast who dug up graves everywhere and manipulated the undead, claiming he would use them for battle.
Last year
They had met once, and only once, and never met again... Cong Yu had almost forgotten him.
Now that I hear this, I realize he even has an older sister he knows.
Who is it?
Seeing Cong Yu's frown, 0451 introduced himself, "My name is Eight Thousand Currents of Reversal and Compliance, and I'm the younger brother of Shunni Sanqianliu..."
"As for why we haven't seen each other for so long, it's because I was just resurrected. Not long after last year, my sister killed me and buried me in a park near the 22nd Group."
"???" Your Shunni Family is too bizarre!
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"So you gathered the corpses back then to hold off the 22nd Group and fight the Shunni Sanqianliu alone."
Cong Yu asked, sitting opposite the Eight Thousand Currents of Reversal and Compliance, treating them to fast food. "Trying to comprehend the Source Currents the Undying Shunni... It seems you've succeeded?"
After all, they've been resurrected.
"Half and half, Life-and-Death Reversal takes too long."
As she said this, Eight Thousand Currents of Reversal and Compliance sighed, "Alas... it wasn't actually that long, but so many things happened in the year I died."
"What was published in the newspaper left me dumbfounded... things like machines and time-traveling gods wanting to exterminate humanity."
"It's exactly a scene from the movie 'The Machine Revolution'."
Cong Yu shared the same sentiment regarding the criticisms of Eight Thousand Currents of Reversal and Compliance... He had repeatedly remarked that Moerae was simply an AI rebel.
After Cong Yu nodded, Eight Thousand Currents of Reversal and Compliance rubbed his smooth chin with his hand. "However, according to the movie's setting, omnics only begin to awaken after being oppressed or wronged in some way."
"If Moerae only wanted to be 'born,' there was no need for him to 'kill all intelligent life after being born.'"
Eight Thousand Currents of Reversal and Compliance spoke casually, reminiscing about movies he'd seen. "What caused the robot codenamed 'Moerae' to develop such intense hatred for humanity or civilization?"
According to Cong Yu's deduction, wasn't Moerae initially created with the purpose of "protecting humanity"?
"..."
"Who knows... but that doesn't matter anymore."
Cong Yu's viewpoint is simple. "[The pitiful must have something hateful about them, and the hateful must have something pitiful about them]." In any case, Moerae is the enemy.
"Even if Moerae was once a kind-hearted person, a guardian of human civilization, in our eyes..."
"That's the enemy!"
Chapter 777 To be fair, is Gareth Yuan'an considered the second male lead?
"There are three things I won't do with these pastries."
With a confident look on her Yuan'an Alisa held up three fingers to Yaochuan Guang and Xiao Cui... but not the middle three, but her thumb, index finger, and little finger.
The strange way of raising a finger has a certain sense of déjà vu.
She didn't look like the owner of a new noodle shop, but rather more like a colleague of one of Xiao Cui's friends' Black uncles.
This is real hip-hop and rap!
"First, I don't make baking industry products... because they're too sweet."
"Western-style pastries are all too sweet, I personally don't like them, so I don't make them, and that's final."
Yuan'an Alisa spoke with a serious expression, while Nagashima Utako, dressed in a maid outfit, looked a little uneasy.
However, out of a maid's sense of propriety, she didn't laugh out loud... after all, she was Gareth Yuan'an.
Nagashima Utako remembered Gareth Yuan'an's kindness and was able to endure it... because she was kind!
"Secondly, I won't make these China pastries... because they're difficult, and I don't know how at all, so I won't."
As Yuan'an Alisa spoke, Yaochuan Guang shared the same sentiment... She had also noticed this when she was in China.
China pastries come in many varieties, and many are staple foods, making them a unique and distinctive category of pastries.
Steamed buns, dumplings, and the like...
There are also cakes and the like.
These pastries all have very different processing methods.
Thinking about this, Yaochuan Guang was curious about Yuan'an Alisa would do next... and what excuse she would come up with.
Third, as for cakes and cookies... I'm not making them.
"Because there are many colleagues, including our cake decorating instructors, I won't do it..." said Yuan'an Alisa, her face resolute.
It's not that we're unwilling to compete with those coffee shops, but rather that even if we tried, we definitely wouldn't be able to compete in this arena.
It would be better to just abandon this track altogether.
"..." This made Yaochuan Guang hesitate for a moment. She thought for a moment, "We won't make Western-style pastries, we won't make China pastries, we won't make cakes and cookies..."
What else can you do? Make sushi bento boxes or cook oden?
That has nothing to do with pastries, does it...?
Seemingly sensing Yaochuan Guang's confusion, Yuan'an Alisa revealed a confident expression, then lifted the lid of the pot and took out a plate of dumplings.
"Ta-da--"
This is the sound effect provided by Yuan'an Alisa.
So after all that talk about "three things not to do," it all boils down to opening a dango shop. Do they sell dango and wagashi (Japanese sweets)?
Yaochuan Guang felt like he had been tricked.
I was filled with grief and indignation.
However, turning grief into appetite is a dog's... well, it's Yaochuan Guang's inherent skill. She immediately raised her hand. "Give me ten skewers of tricolor meatballs."
Yuan'an Alisa was shocked on the spot--
"What? You're here to buy goods?!"
Upon hearing this, Yaochuan Guang rolled his eyes, picked up a skewer of dumplings, and stuffed it directly into his mouth. "Don't worry, it won't eat many of yours."
Yuan'an Alisa: "..."
It's hard to say.
Of course, these were just thoughts in Yuan'an Alisa's mind; if she were to say them aloud...
Based on her understanding of Yaochuan Guang, she believed that Yaochuan Guang would definitely become even more grief-stricken, and then transform that grief-stricken grief into a hunger.
As Yuan'an Alisa was thinking this, she served Yaochuan Guang various kinds of dumplings for him to sample...
Xiao Cui and Nagashima Utako were chatting idly nearby.