Chapter 381 – Patrol (2)
There is a saying that you can look down on the world from a horse.
Even though the visibility has only increased by about 170 cm, it feels like the scenery has changed.
I could not sympathize with the chairman’s preference for high places, even when looking down on the view of the shelter from the central control room.
But only when you get on a horse can you understand that feeling to some extent.
Although my riding skills are poor, it is easy to control a shelter horse that has been picked from the genetic level.
A hand on the reins or the subtle movement of my ankle against my side. The horse immediately captured the rider’s intentions contained in them.
If you combine high intelligence with a physical height of 170cm, it would be easy to become a wild horse that looks down on its owner, but this one is very obedient.
It’s not just words.
Artemis is in the process of taking care of Earth’s various livestock in earnest.
While dangerous research targeting infectious agents is in full swing in laboratories outside the shelter, research is being conducted on Earth’s native life forms within the shelter.
“Welcome, Manager!”
Chrollo greeted me at the Central Region Livestock Improvement Research Institute.
“Are you dressed plainly today?”
Among the many areas in charge of Production Manager Chloro, the clothing factory can be said to be his home base.
There, Chloro’s hobby is to wear handmade clothes that let her imagination run wild with her followers.
As an Android, you don’t sweat, and since your main job is management, there’s no problem with walking around the site in flashy clothes.
But right now, all Chrollo wears is hot pants jeans and a sleeveless t-shirt.
It was a visual reminiscent of a cowgirl or an Alpine ranch girl.
“If you wear something like that here, it gets dirty easily.”
She is taking care of various livestock.
Compared to the grassland for horse breeding in the lower region, this is only slightly larger than a school playground.
A laboratory-like place with no greenery and a mechanical feel.
It is an experimental stage not for increasing the number of livestock or for training, but solely for genetic improvement.
In addition to the already familiar edible rats, all kinds of animals, including chickens, pigs, cows, ducks, and sheep, are resting in their own designated areas.
“It doesn’t seem much different from when I came before, right? “It’s still so quiet that it’s creepy.”
Even though various animals are gathered together, they remain silent like trainees in a recruit training camp.
“Not really. Now, look at this child.”
Chrollo flicked his index finger cutely and lifted a nearby piglet.
It seems that its wild nature has been completely castrated, so even though it was suddenly grabbed, it was calm without any screams of ‘Nye!’.
“There’s nothing different about it other than being quiet. “It’s not just an ordinary piglet.”
Hehe.”
She was shocked to discover something strange.
Chrollo is amused by my reaction and gently shakes the piglet.
“Don’t you have any luck?”
If you look at the piglet’s small peppers rattling as she shakes it, it must be a male.
However, there are no two that should be hanging behind the pepper.
“You’re not castrated, are you? You are born without something. “It is Artemis’ great work.”
“It sounds bloody rather than great.”
“It’s bloody. People who know this will be amazed at how great an advance this is in the livestock industry.”
“Know. The importance of castration. “I often saw it in people’s homes when I was deployed to the Middle East.”
From the moment all male animals become sexually mature, their stinging odor intensifies and their meat becomes less tasty.
So, the males of the pigs and cows we eat are castrated after a certain period of time.
It may be said to be cruel, but that is also why we have delicious meat on our tables.
“It sure will be comfortable. “I can’t compare it to something like a seedless watermelon.”
“Sure. All waste, including manpower, drugs, and tools for castration, and the occasional deaths that occur during the process, disappear. “You grow up in peace, and you leave in peace.”
Chrollo dropped off the piglet.
“Sit down!”
Then he calmly sat on the ground like a trained puppy.
“This is my first time seeing a pig sit like this.”
“There was no particular training. This is also a product of Artemis research. Simple commands such as ‘Sit!’, ‘Stop!’, ‘Go!’, And ‘Shh!’ Are imprinted in the brain from birth. “To be exact, it was input to produce a specific action with a similar pronunciation.”
“When I heard it, it was scary.”
Chrollo shrugged her shoulders.
“The darkness of modern livestock farming is deep. “The impact of what I have just shown may be great, but even more cruel and inhumane technologies and systems were already widespread around the world.”
“I don’t think Artemis is particularly cruel, so you don’t have to defend me.”
“Huh? “Did you notice?”
She smiled her eyes.
“We’ve known each other for several years.”
“That’s right.”
Chrollo came towards me with his back turned and fell into my arms.
Normally, she would run over and hug me, but today she is quiet.
“When you work here, you get the smell of livestock and excrement. I can’t hug the manager with a body like that…”
“It only smells good, so what?”
As I gave her a hug, Chrollo hugged her face.
“And if it’s that clean, there won’t be any smell.”
Where my eyes landed, there were livestock disposing of urine and feces in a designated area.
They were of different sizes and species, and there were species that were born incapable of toilet training.
However, like cats in sand, they only relieve themselves in designated places.
The excrement was immediately removed by an automated mechanical system.
There was a reason why there was no particular smell even though there were so many animals.
This toilet training may also be the result of research that imprints it into the brain from birth.
It is expected to achieve revolutionary simplification in urine and feces disposal, which consumes a huge amount of labor in the livestock industry.
“They are only a few months old, but in some ways they are better than human babies…”
I stopped talking halfway.
This is because it seemed that if we were to be picky, the accident would lead to a direction that should not have been taken.
“But if all males are born as eunuchs, how do they reproduce?”
“There are separate males for mating to sow seeds.”
Even though it was clearly a change of words, Chrollo followed my will.
“This is also similar to modern livestock farming. Artemis only eliminated the pain and fear of livestock in that cycle. Isn’t that truly merciful?”
Even though it is a mercy as an animal to be eaten, it would be a blessing not to have to suffer the pain of being castrated without proper anesthesia.
“This is just the beginning. “Artemis is looking at the next level of research through a life form called Exile.”
The image of a monster born pregnant came to mind.
“Are you planning to completely redesign livestock like machines?”
“He is a person who does not compromise when it comes to scientific progress.”
Even Chrollo couldn’t say anything good about this, so he gave an ambiguous smile.
It is said that humans also treat livestock as property, trading and improving them, but the way Artemis treats animals is one step ahead of that in coldness.
“But thanks to you, we also solved our infertility problem, right? “I can’t believe how happy the couples were after their long-held wish was resolved with just one injection at Police.”
Lamprey Mother’s research information obtained from Bloodpack Technology.
It is a mechanism that creates larval monsters by violently activating the ovaries of women who have already entered menopause.
Based on this, Artemis succeeded in solving infertility in human women.
In the meantime, we have been busy developing technology to survive and fight against infectious agents.
But now, one by one, the fruits are being released into the private sector.
“Artemis always has many plans. “If until now it was to protect the world from infectious agents, in the future we are making plans to rebuild the broken world.”
True to her perfectionist nature, she is clearly envisioning a better world than it was before it was destroyed.
In many different ways.
I don’t know if it’s a level of change that I can accept.
“What are you thinking so hard about?”
“I want to live a long, healthy life.”
“That’s a great idea! Sure! You will continue to lead us forever.”
I stroked Chrollo’s head as he came into my arms.
“…”
Even though the livestock wandering around may not look that different on the outside, they have lost the nature that they inherited over tens of millions of years.
It is the touch of Artemis that is as precise as a surgeon’s scalpel.
It is said that if a domesticated pig is released into the wild, it will grow fur and fangs and turn into a wild boar, but that will not be the case with the piglet released by Chrollo.
I love and trust Artemis.
But how the scalpel in her hand changes any part of the world.
I was fully aware that I had a duty to watch everything and make a judgment.
“You go first. “I have more work to do here.”
Side!
After kissing my cheek, I walked away from Chrollo, who was seeing me off.
* * *
Next destination is Habu.
The lower area is opened to a limited extent and guests with various skills come and go.
“That person, no, that person…”
“Quietly. Let’s pass by without making eye contact.”
Even at a glance, I could feel non-residents looking sideways at me.
“I forgot. “It would be difficult to ride a horse here.”
He muttered with a bitter smile.
The only people riding horses in the shelter are security forces.
The remaining people use trams that run at set times or aerial cable cars. Or driving a vehicle to transport supplies.
The security forces are all women, so if a man rides a horse in the shelter, only one remains through the method of elimination.
The shelter manager is me.
Perhaps thanks to that, the owner, who had already noticed my arrival, was there to meet me at my destination.
[Welcome! I was sad that you didn’t visit me for a long time.]
The fairy-like hologram kids greeted me in front of the broadcasting station.
The broadcasting station behind her has lost its previous lonely, dark castle-like atmosphere.
It was shining brightly and vibrantly like a real broadcasting station before the war.
Celebrities I had seen on television or NewTube in the past also caught my eye.
