Evolution of a Girl

"Several years ago, a heretical faction arose within the Blue Cosmos."

Gilbert Durandal, now twenty years old, is a man of great accomplishments in biology.

He is an Adjuster and resides in PLANT.

Next to Gilbert, a man with long blond hair was wearing a breathing mask and breathing pink gas.

"Is this what they got over there?"

L. Lu Creuse, Gilbert's close friend.

It's not an Adjuster, but a clone. It's a replica of the genetically superior El da Frada. El da Frada, believing himself to be perfect, sought to perpetuate his own existence through cloning.

However, the lifespan of the cloned individuals was not extended, and the eighteen-year-old L. Lu Cruze was actually beginning to show signs of old age.

"Yes. It seems to have been originally developed for Earthling pilots. It's effective, but the side effects are severe," Gilbert said. "This gas significantly stimulates the nervous system, making it easy to operate various machines. However, when breathing, the body itself becomes paralyzed."

"Indeed, my senses have improved a lot, and my consciousness seems to have become more distant. It's an incredible feeling." Cruze also felt incredible.

"Yes, but if the body can't move, it's meaningless. And the effect of this gas is very short-lived, only a minute at most, after which it completely decomposes. It is also non-addictive, so it is impossible to detect." Gilbert said, "If there were no such side effects, this would definitely be a very good technology."

"I do feel much more comfortable, but if it's just for pain relief and comfort, it doesn't seem to be of much use." Cruze knew that the other party would not just give him something casually.

"Of course, the ones you have are improved ones," Gilbert said. "Even though they're blue cosmos, some of the people there are surprisingly easy to talk to, haha~"

"Blue Cosmos... In my impression, they're just a bunch of idiots." Cruze disdainfully disdains the other party, "They even started fighting among themselves."

"Yes," Gilbert said. "So then they split. One faction remained the same, while the other believed that the Adjusters were part of nature and that everything existed for a reason."

"I guess it's definitely not as good as you describe."

"Haha, of course. Because they believe that adjusters were created by humans and are tools of humans, so adjusters need to receive special education to make them aware of the fact that they are just tools created."

"To put it simply, they treat the Adjusters as slaves. Haha, I thought there was something special about it."

"But the key point is that they do seem to have some kind of technology." Gilbert shook his head. "I have a bio-CPU plan here, which was given to me by the person at Blue Cosmos."

"...Huh?" Cruze was very surprised. "Who is that person?"

Gilbert shook his head. "I don't know. I only know he calls himself G. But rather than saying he's working for Blue Cosmos, it's more like he's just accommodating requests."

"I've heard that rumor. About the 'Internet God' who has an answer to any question—G." Cruze had heard of it, too. "They can't find God in theology, so they're looking for Him in science. How ridiculous."

The term "God" is actually quite subtle.

Because twenty years ago, ever since the fossils of alien life were brought back from Jupiter, the authority of religion has plummeted.

But at this time, many people believed that there really was such a "god" on the Internet.

"Yes, the gas you breathe is a modified version that can repair mitochondria to a certain extent. When the nervous system is stimulated, the potential of the cells themselves is also awakened. That's how it works."

"I see."

Gilbert continued, "But when I was chatting with him... no, maybe with her, I also discovered something quite peculiar. Because she might not really be human, perhaps an alien creature or something. I've had conversations with her, and she likes to view human civilization as a whole, which is not the perspective of an ordinary person."

"So such a person, in the blue cosmos?"

"Kruse, you don't care whether an ant is from Africa or North America, do you?"

Cruze was silent for a while: "If they really are aliens."

"But that doesn't stop us from working together," Gilbert said. "G's ideas are always weird. But there's one idea I agree with—that humans should be seen as a whole, not divided individuals."

Cruze chuckled. "The contradiction between the adjuster and the natural man is nothing more than a ridiculous and foolish fabricated contradiction."

This is true.

Especially the first generation of adjusters.

Most of the first generation of adjusters were descendants of powerful natural person parents. Ordinary people simply did not have the money and connections.

Those who are rich and powerful are the ones who care least about so-called racial distinctions.

In fact, there are many relatives between adjusters and natural persons. After all, wealthy families always have many descendants.

"Yes, according to G, this contradiction is actually fabricated. I think it makes sense," Gilbert said.

"Death merchant?" Cruze thought of a word.

"But G's point is very interesting. A human community. I appreciate the idea."

As young people, we always like to talk about the future.

Human existence is like a rope.

Only when they are twisted together can they exert their greatest power.

"Because humans are lowly creatures. If you want to realize your dreams, you can only give them a greater external force. If you take the individual as your will, your brothers are your enemies; if you take the family as your will, your neighbors are your enemies; if you take the village as your will, the neighboring village is your enemy; if you take the group as your will, the other group is your enemy. If you take humanity as your will, then the enemies can only be aliens or irresistible natural disasters." Cruze snorted coldly.

"Ha, that reminds me of something interesting G said. If the sun is going to explode in a few hundred years, maybe humans can really unite and migrate away."

Gilbert also thought of something happy. "But she was also very interesting. She also said that we could transform the earth into a spaceship. But I told her that was impossible."

"But maybe it's possible." Cruze felt that what the other party said was really possible.

"Yes, she said that by using a special kind of wave to propagate through the Earth's mantle, the Earth can maintain an 'absolutely rigid' state to a certain extent, and then it can be pushed forward."

"I'm actually becoming more and more interested in this 'G'..."

……

Our journey is to the sea of stars!

Eat my twelve rings of the Spring Festival!

cough cough...

Chapter 418: The Blue Cosmos Conspiracy

Yes, Lux has discovered it.

The reason why she fell into a coma was not because the breathing tube was pulled out, but because after the breathing tube was pulled out, the collar on her neck detected this situation and discharged an electric shock, knocking her unconscious.

The accident was faked from the beginning.

Lux was not hit by a meteorite at all. The meteorite did exist, but before that, Lux had already fallen into a coma.

The reason for "physical weakness" is because of the inhaled gas.

As Dr. Naomi said, this gas is colorless and odorless, and its effect only lasts for one minute. It is not even addictive, so there is no way to detect it.

"You...want me...to be your spy..."

The other party tore his face.

Lux didn't continue to pretend to be confused.

Lux instantly saw through the other party's purpose.

They don't want to do anything to themselves. On the contrary, they may still hope to maintain normal life on a daily basis... just like Dr. Naomi is now.

Lux is the little princess of the Klein faction, and will definitely be involved in everything that happens within PLANT in the future.

If a stake could be driven in here, it would naturally be the best thing for the blue cosmos.

"Little Lux, you're wrong. It's not about becoming a spy, it's about giving everyone a better life." Naomi looked at Lux with a kind look.

The other party... really thinks so.

Although PLANT is the kingdom of adjusters, it is actually still quite loose at this time.

They still lack a complete armed force of their own. Although they exist as a physical entity, they are still far from complete. The PLANT side is also aware of this.

It can be foreseen that this is the most appropriate time to infiltrate spies.

Because this window period has passed, it is hard to say what will happen next.

However, what Lux couldn't understand was why the Adjuster would be transformed so perfectly from common sense, leading to its complete corruption.

Since it is also useful to the adjuster, direct resistance is definitely not an option.

The only solution…is to ask for help.

"Well……?"

However, at this moment, Dr. Naomi removed Lux's electric shock collar and unplugged the gas tank.

The body became more sensitive and quickly returned to normal. The familiar yet unfamiliar sense of touch and the gradually recovered muscle strength made Lux feel that she was recovering.

However, at this moment, the other party took out a mask.

The mask is made of metal, somewhat like a ninja mask, covering the lower part of the face, revealing the eyes. The front of the mask is not completely smooth, but has two things similar to filter interfaces. The mask is wrap-around and has a lock connected at the back.

There are three tubes inside the mask, and the two nasal tubes are connected to another tube on the inside, forming an "O" closed loop. However, there are two holes that can be opened at the base of the nasal tubes.

Obviously, the nasal tube enters through the nasal cavity, passes through the nasopharynx, and is connected and locked in the throat.

This is a buckle that locks the mask's "lock" from the inside.

Of course, it also serves other functions.

Although his strength was recovering, one minute seemed unusually long at this moment.

Before Lux regained the strength to resist, everything inside and outside the mask was locked.

Just when Lux was about to recover, the trachea was connected to the interface of the mask.

Lux couldn't even hold her breath and could only let the gas rush into her lungs, making her lose the power to resist in an instant.

"The previous equipment is no longer needed. With this, it will be much more convenient. Don't you agree, little Lux~"

Lux couldn't speak, and she didn't want to talk to the other party.

However, at this moment, the mask suddenly made a voice: "Yes, Master."

"Hmm..." Lux reached out and touched the mask, her expression a little frightened.

"I, Lacus Clyne, am the slave of Blue Cosmos. I will always obey my master."

——This is not me talking!

But Lux couldn't stop it.

Her voice had already been collected in various examinations, so Lux's own voice no longer mattered.

Lux knew this was to deprive her of any means of seeking help. With her voice taken away, even if her father came to her in person, she would be unable to seek help...

Oh, and I still have hands and feet, I can use gestures and postures to hint...

But before Lux could finish her words, Dr. Naomi took out another pair of robotic arms.

The robotic arm is fixed to the body by being mounted on the shoulders and collarbone.

Dr. Naomi pulled Lux's hands behind her back, fixed them and connected them to electrodes, and then the pair of robotic arms were installed on Lux's hands.

At the same time, her legs were pressed behind her, and then installed in the machine from the knees down.

Although the marks were clearly visible on her feet and hands, after Dr. Naomi helped Lux put on a shawl and a fluffy long skirt, at least they were no longer visible from the outside.

"This is a prosthetic limb developed for disabled people. Unfortunately, the human body's nerves have difficulty controlling such a limb. But it doesn't matter. With your heightened sensitivity, you can still control it."

Lux felt a hint of fear.

But she still couldn't help but feel the sensation coming from the electrodes...that feeling was as if the mechanical prosthesis had really replaced her own limbs.

She raised her hands with some trembling, but what was raised was not the limbs behind her, but the pair of prosthetic limbs in front of her.

Strong and powerful mechanical limbs...

However, the next moment, the pair of prosthetic limbs lost control and suddenly began to slap Lux's body, completely ignoring Lux's own will.

"Well……"

But it didn't work.

"They just want to make me realize my own powerlessness, and then use the opportunity to train me as a spy... No, I can't resist..."

Lux tried to cheer herself up, but it was no use because it was not only her body that was weakened by the gas, but also her spirit and will to resist.

"...Oh right, I can pretend to cooperate... but I have to show a certain level of resistance. I can't cooperate completely, or they'll see through me..."

If the interior of the PLANT is infiltrated, the situation of the Adjuster will become very dangerous.

In fact, the number of adjusters in PLANT is not particularly large, but they are a country almost entirely composed of adjusters. They are a holy place in the hearts of adjusters, and PLANT cannot fall.

Just as Lux was thinking, she found that Dr. Naomi had already put a set of clothes on her.