After the register, I led to one of the sectors of an orbital station that I receive my procedure to transform boosted human.

"Miss Wera, do you want to meet your relatives if you wish the galactic government will give a specific amount of wealth to your family."

"No need, I made this decision myself self, and I don't want to meet them anyway."

"Okay, then all money and resources will be sent to a special account in the galactic government under your name so that miss Wera can use wherever you wish."

Guide guy said while on our way but as if I give a single penny to that cruel bastard and his copies who sees people as the only tool. Also, what is this good sounding deal?

Do all heavy assault infantry get this kind of treatment?

"Do all heavy assault infantry receive this kind of treatment ?"

"No, only volunteers and especially someone from a high noble family."

Ah, now I remember it Anderson family is one of a great family who posses power right under the royal family. Well, at least this fake family useful for something.

Wait...

Then what about other people in the heavy assault infantry unit?

After sometimes later, I arrived in front of a large automatic door. Behind the door stood a long line of people well to be specific criminals, people restrained by cups or collars, and all of them are humans.

Now, I understand where heavy assault infantry gets their units from.

"Penal battalion, isn't it."

"Miss, Penal battalion is quite a crude word to describe them, it is unique units made of people with a complex background. The galactic government promised them to pardon all of their crimes, even give them rewards for their achievement."

Yeah, you just perfectly described Penal Battalion was used by Russia in world war 2. Fak if I know this, I shouldn't have skipped long-ass description about units in the book.

"Roger, so when will my procedure begin?"

"Right this way, Miss Wera."

Said man led me to a very noisy hall that full of people laying above a futuristic-looking bed that has many robotic arms with all kinds of tools, beside each bed stood a person that seems like one who looks over the process.

"Miss, the alteration has three stages, and it requires about two or three months. First is bio-augmentation which has several stages depending on your choice, the second is a surgical procedure that plants core organs followed by your choice as well."

"Then the last and easiest one, a cybernetic enhancement."

Damn, it almost looks like a dark-age medical test chamber despite having such a futuristic look.

"Ah! my eyes!"

"My arm, my arm, you sons of bitches, what happened my ARM!!!"

Following the scream, I saw two burly male being held by guards. Seeing blood dripping from one eye seems like his yes ball exploded inside his bowl. While the other one's entire right arm seems inflated over like balloon, making me remember idiots bodybuilders who injected oil into their arms.

"Ah, seems like we got a good sample using this chance let me warn you during procedure don't go overboard, or else this kind of thing happens to you."

"And this is the light case since they are alive."

Oh, that looks quite bad but now worse.

"Is this depend on my limit or just chance ?"

"Well, about 1% is your limit and the other 99% is just a chance."

So no matter what I choose, all of this depends on my luck huh. Well, then faster is better it is.

"Thanks for being honest then choose me most suitable one, I don't care about race or gender."

-Change of POV.-

The second-generation beast-men graduate from the medical institute of the Lukka.

This is the identity of me, Numbir. So as top graduate why, I am here in the orbital station and working as a bio-augmentation technician under the galactic government?

Well, it is a cause of having my thesis is stolen used under another person's name leading me to graduate with the lowest score and the only reason I able to enter this job thanks to my friend Allen.

I knew discrimination against demi-human is heavy but never thought this much well now, seems I am quite bad at making my friend.

As a bio-augmentation technician, I manage the augmentation machine is given by the government and oversees the process of people who go under augmentation and send data to the army.

Just like usual, I was standing beside my machine and waiting for the next customer while hearing all kinds of cream and curses. As heavy assault infantry is shown to citizens as heroes but in reality, it was just a glorified human experiment field and one of few places that receive death row criminals.

They call beast-men as monsters and barbarians while experimenting on their own kind as expected one of most hypocritical race in the entire galaxy.

But just like my momma said I can't judge the whole race as depend on my experience. If it is good then there is also bad.

I wanted to see the good people but sadly as a technician in heavy assault infantry, only people I see are scary people.

"Oh."

I saw my friend Allen walking with a human woman, she was dressed in a tight short dress with a white loose coat even in our beauty standard she looked quite beautiful and from her lofty and cold aura, she is definitely some kind of noble.

Why someone like her doing here?

Oh, after some conversation Allen pointed towards me and our eyes met. Then I saw her eyes become even colder.

What should I do, will she disgusted with me or chase me away. Eighter way she looks even scarier than criminals.

Ah! She walking towards me!

It too late.

"Are you top graduate from Lukka ?"

"YES!"

"Then I counting on you."

And she laid on Augmentation machine.

"What ?"

"Oh, should I need to undress ?"

"No, need."

By reflex, I fixed her posture and activater machine and my fingers began to move. Before I realize what happened I was ready to input her choices.

Why pretty lady like her want Augmentation?

"Pst, Nublir I brought a special customer to you now show your skill and impress her."

Allen whispered my ears. Oh, so if I make this augmentation successful then I and Allen can get receive good points.

Thanks, my friend.

"What Augmentation you want to choose."

With a lady like I just need to choose the most basic augmentation required for operating tactical assault armor. Even someone pretty human lady like her didn't want risk right?

"All of them."

"Eh!?"

"All of them."

I am so dead.

Daddy these humans are crazy.