Really...

To think I see a legit thing with my own eyes.

Is this what they call necrophilia?

But this is a mix of fantasy worlds.

Then what about fucking a zombie or vampires or Chinese jiangshi?

They are technically moving corpses, isn't that right?

I put that thought for a later.

Well, let's see this poor widow.

I took the body bag from my cargo and slowly cut it open.

A beautiful mature lady dressed in a purple dress emerged from the bag. As those bastards said, she possessed two huge melons and long legs along with a single noticeable mole under her eyes.

Whoa, mama!

What a beauty.

No wonder two bastards wanted to bang it when it's already dead.

She got everything the man could as for from his wife.

I am not jealous or anything. I am just admiring beautiful things.

Now, it is time to play the detective game.

...

..

After a scan, I found she got poisoned to death. From the way, the glass shards stuck under the skin of her hand seems she crushed a small container made of glass.

Faint burn under on skin of her eyes is a sign of a long-continued weeping.

And wound on her ankle and heel is a sign that she ran away from something on her high heels.

Look like she was forced to suicide by drinking a bottle of poison by herself. But first, she was chased by something, and after realizing something, she took her life.

And by surprise, surprise.

A small part ripped off from her dress is a matching cloth stuck on my tread, and I found other sets of earrings from her stomach.

From there on, it is something even a fool can understand.

Their plan will be broken apart if a group of powerless people like them is able to leave the tunnel that is supposed to be overrun by things unscratched.

As a change of plan, they wanted to accuse Andrew's group for the death of the lady of a noble family.

First, they failed miserably.

Now, it is the second time they literally dunked into my container.

At least, now I got a female human body.

So don't mind me if I do.

Scanning Scan completed. Specimen B data added

After giving some burial rites later, I saved her data and converted her body into the matter along with her clothes.

The same goes for two idiots.

As for the other set of earrings, I decided to seal inside of me to give Chen later.

Now with both data, in theory, I can create a body for myself.

But I need so many things to obtain body can change between human type and machine type.

By installing all those things, it would increase my size by almost triple. And that is only known ones.

I need a way to dig in that mine to find more technology and more ores that can turn into matter.

How should I do it?

In these three days, I need to find the way as the main character now found his golden finger.

I don't want to be left behind without a way to observe his adventure!

And so I spent three days thinking ways to establish myself in mine.

Then I finally decided on my plan!

*Chen's POV*

"Brother, what should we eat today?"

My little sister Bao asked me while holding my hand.

"I don't know. Maybe I choose milk one this time."

"Brother, you only choose milk or a sour one. This time I choose for you."

I can't help the sour taste on my tongue, very addicting.

In just a few weeks ago, I remember how much worse shape she is in previously.

No matter how much she tries to hide, I could see she is just forcing herself.

But now I can see she has a genuine smile.

It is all thanks to HM.

Thanks to HM now, we are able to eat meals of our choice for free. And unlike fastening pills that give an empty feeling.

HM's meal really fills my stomach and leaves no waste.

Maybe it is not intentional, but we are able to take a break during our work, and for some reason, the air around HM is clear for some reason, and feels refreshing to take a deep breath.

The change was easy to notice as I can breathe and discern how dry the air is when we move away from HM.

Thanks to that, it makes more easier for me to absorb the energy in the air.

And last, during the emergence of those things, I know how strong and deadly it is.

After getting rid of my and my sister's status as a slave, I will definitely buy HM or automaton-like HM.

Also, I must find other set of this earring.

I raised my hand covered with an old bloody bandage.

In fact, I am not injured, but I am covering a special mark I got when a rock from a mysterious earring fused with my hand.

I must find the other one to complete the mark.

A few minutes later, we finally reached the meeting point.

While moving past the camp, I noticed the sign of damage made by those things still here. I still see various blood marks and parts of the body.

"Oh, siblings."

"Right on time."

At the meeting point, we saw Andrews and his group walking past the gate.

"Hello, picky uncle~."

Immediately my little sister greeted Andrews with his nickname.

"Pufff!"

"Hahaha.."

"Little girl, who told you such a bad word."

Isn't that true?

"Isn't picky is uncle's name?"

Seem my little sister really thought that is Andrews's name. Now I think about it, no surprise since she didn't really hear his real name.

"No, my name is Andrews, not a picky uncle, okay."

"Okay!, but why uncle called picky uncle?"

"That is..."

Andrew's stopped in his mid-sentence.

Seem even his skin not thick enough to handle question without any malice.

"You know what kid? That is something only adults like me comprehend."

"Hey, how about I let you taste my coffee one ?"

"No, I tasted from big sis Kate it is very bitter."

"Then how about beef broth ?"

"OKAY~."

As expected, he used the most common way to dodge the question. But their conversation helped me and the group to reduce the heavy mood around camp.

Then all of us following behind HM and Andrews walked towards the mine.

"Hey, you! I am talking about you fucking wastes!"

But our good feeling didn't last long as I heard a familiar sickening and overbearing voice of a man behind us.