Collapse Iron Cosplay Battle Damaged Star Spinal Cut - Everyone Cries to Death

The massive airlock slowly opened.

Black Tower Space Station.

This is a renowned scientific research center in the Milky Way, where the air is always filled with the dry smell unique to air-conditioned environments.

The floor was so smooth it was like a mirror, and you could even see your reflection in it.

All the passing staff members were dressed in neat blue and white uniforms, carrying data tablets, and walking in a hurry.

And within this expanse of whiteness and order.

A figure stood out from the crowd.

Xing, wrapped in that tattered black trench coat, looked like a piece of charcoal that had fallen into milk.

She hunched her shoulders, trying to hide herself in the shadows.

because……

There are too many people here.

Too many "mollusks".

In Xing's view, these humans, without the protection of exoskeletons, were as fragile as balloons filled with blood.

As long as she moves even slightly.

The bone spurs on their backs would cut through their skin.

The barbs on their elbows can sever their blood vessels.

"Too dangerous..."

Xing muttered to herself.

She had to carefully conceal all her bones, like a porcupine trying to hide its quills.

"Xing, why don't you sit here for a while?"

On March 7th, she was led to the rest area next to the main control module.

The girl pointed to the soft sofa, her eyes filled with worry, but she had no choice but to leave.

"Himeko-nee told us to go see Station Master Estella first to hand over the jump data."

"I'll be back soon!"

March 7th wanted to reach out and touch Xing's head, but halfway through, she pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted.

She recalled the scene of Xing breaking her bones.

The girl's eyes reddened.

"...Be a good girl and wait for us, don't run around, okay?"

Dan Heng stood to the side without saying a word, but simply placed a bottle of energy drink that he had just bought on the table in front of Xing.

Then, the two left, turning back every few steps.

Only Xing was left.

He sat alone in the corner of the rest area.

She didn't dare sit on the sofa.

Because the sofa was too soft, she was afraid that the bone spurs on her back would puncture the public property.

So she chose to squat on the floor next to the sofa.

Like a wary wild beast, he hugged his knees and curled himself into a ball.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

A faint electrical sound came from my throat.

So hungry.

I want to eat batteries.

Xing glanced at the drink but didn't dare touch it. She was afraid she'd swallow the aluminum can whole.

Just then.

A series of footsteps stopped in front of her.

"Um... little sister?"

A gentle female voice rang out.

Xing froze.

She slowly raised her head.

She was a female researcher wearing a white lab coat, with a name tag that read "Medical Department Intern".

At this moment, the kind researcher was looking at Xing, who was squatting on the ground, with a look of surprise.

"Oh my god..."

The researcher covered his mouth and his gaze fell on Xing.

The trench coat was already tattered and torn.

Through the tear, one could vaguely see the pale skin inside, and... the punctures from not being polished for a long time, pushing against the clothes...

A strange protrusion.

There were even a few drops of dark gold, dried bloodstains hanging on the hem of his clothes.

"You're injured?!"

The researcher's professional instincts kicked in instantly.

"Was it attacked by the antimatter legion? How did it get so badly injured? Even the bones are..."

She looked at the bulges and mistook them for severe fractures or deformities.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a doctor."

The researcher crouched down, wearing that textbook, benevolent smile.

"Come, let me see the wound."

talking.

She reached out her hand.

That fair, soft, and unprotected hand reached straight for Xing's shoulder—the place where bone spurs grew most densely.

Xing's pupils shrank to pinpoints in that instant.

Don't come any closer!

Those are bone spurs!

That's an overgrown exoskeleton that can even pierce through steel plates!

You will get hurt!

Your hand will be pierced!

"Hiss—!! (Don't touch me!!)"

Xing wanted to shout.

But all that came out of his throat was a shrill, sharp cry, like that of an insect startled.

My mind went completely blank.

The body's instinctive reaction is faster than reason.

In order to prevent that vulnerable human from getting hurt.

To avoid having her bones pierce her palm.

The body of the star...

Blasted.

"collapse!!!"

That was the sound of muscles tensing to their limit in an instant.

Just as the researcher's fingers were about to touch the clothes.

Xing was jolted backward as if he had been electrocuted!

The movements were exaggerated.

So large that it was devastating.

To avoid that hand, she desperately threw herself backward.

"Clang—crash!!"

The row of metal chairs in the rest area were knocked over and made a loud noise by her brute force.

Xing fell heavily to the ground.

"Click."

Two of the bone spurs on his back broke due to the impact.

Golden blood plasma instantly seeped out, soaking his back.

But she couldn't care less.

She used both her hands and feet to shrink back until she reached the corner of the wall.

He was shaking like a sieve.

She hugged herself tightly, wrapping every inch of her skin completely in that tattered trench coat.

"Hiss... Sizzle... Glara..."

A meaningless, fearful gurgling sound kept coming from her throat.

caveat.

Pleading.

Don't come any closer.

Please, don't come any closer.

I'll break your...

The researcher was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

She collapsed to the ground, her face deathly pale, her hand still in the gesture of "wanting to help".

"I...I just..."

The researcher's voice trembled with tears.

"I just wanted to check you out..."

"Why are you... reacting so strongly?"

This scene.

It just so happened that March 7th and Danheng, who had just finished handing over their mission and rushed back, saw it.

"star?!"

On March 7th, the camera in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

What did she see?

She saw the doctor in the white coat reach out his hand.

And stars...

That star who's usually so quiet and doesn't even utter a sound when he breaks a bone.

But as if he had seen some kind of monstrous flood, he went berserk and smashed himself away!

They would rather break their own bones than be touched by that doctor!

"stop!!"

March 7th screamed and rushed over, shoving the innocent researcher aside.

"What did you do to her?!"

"I...I didn't do anything!" The researcher was on the verge of tears, feeling wronged. "I saw she was injured and wanted to help her..."

"Stop talking!"

Danheng rushed to the corner of the wall.

He looked at Xing, who was curled up in a ball and still making a "buzzing" sound.

Those golden eyes were filled with terror.

That look in his eyes...

Danheng is very familiar with her.

That's... the result of being treated as a test subject and a monster for years...

PTSD (Post-traumatic stress disorder).

"……doctor."

Dan Heng turned his head and looked at the researcher.

His voice was as cold as ice, but deep pain was hidden in his eyes.

"Please leave."

"She...does not need a checkup."

"She doesn't trust anyone now."

The researcher was terrified by Dan Heng's gaze and ran away as fast as he could.

Only the three of them remained in the rest area.

"star……"

March 7th slowly, little by little, moved on.

She didn't dare to reach out.

She was afraid of further agitating the girl who was already on the verge of collapse.

"It's alright...it's alright now..."

March 7th's voice trembled, and large tears streamed down her face.

"That's a doctor...a good person..."

"Did you...think she was going to cut you with a knife again?"

"Did you think she was going to... strap you to the operating table again?"

"Waaaah... Don't be afraid..."

"We're here... no one dares to touch you..."

in the corner.

Xing listened to the crying on March 7th and slowly raised her head.

She was somewhat bewildered.

Why is she crying?

I just... didn't want to hurt that older sister's hand, okay?

After all, bone spurs carry bacteria, and if you get punctured, you'll need a tetanus shot, which is a real hassle.

Xing wanted to explain.

She stretched out one hand, as if to gesture.

"hiss--"

The moment he moved, a bone spur from his sleeve sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

March 7th was so frightened that he shrank back.

Xing's hand froze in mid-air.

then.

She went silently, dejectedly...

He withdrew his hand.

He hugged his knees again.

Forget it.

Or... don't move.

I really am a monster.

Getting close will cause harm.

Xing lowered her eyes, looking at the pool of golden blood on the floor that was congealing into rubies.

And in the distance.

Space station control room.

Countless screens flickered with a cold light.

On one of the largest screens, a still image of Xing huddled in a corner is displayed.

A delicate doll, with clearly visible joints, sits gracefully in a swivel chair, holding a cup of black tea.

Black Tower.

The member of the genius club was watching the screen with great interest.

"interesting."

A cold, scientist-like fervor curled at the corner of Black Tower's mouth.

"That rate of bone growth..."

"The physical properties of blood crystallization..."

"There's also this... biological instinct that extremely rejects organic life."

Black Tower put down his teacup.

"Aista".

She spoke to the stationmaster behind her without turning her head.

"That girl."

"I want it."

"Bring her to my lab."

"immediately."