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After Rek left the silver-white metal building with Green Garb, the girl in green attire looked at Rek with a relaxed expression.
"I'll come find you in seven days, or you can come stay at my place. Would you like to check out my place today?" Green Garb asked Rek.
"Let's talk about it in a few days. I'm not going to your place today; I want to go back to my own place and rest a bit. I'm feeling a bit tired," Rek said, looking for an excuse.
"You just want to sleep all day. You're sleeping too much; your memory is already poor, so don't forget everything," Green Garb replied with a hint of complaint in her tone.
"I'll head back to my place to tidy up some things. When the time comes, I'll come find you again. I'm afraid if I come too early, I won't be able to control myself and might disrupt Father God's schedule," she added.
"Alright!" Rek responded, and after parting ways with Green Garb, he walked back to his residence.
On the way, no one spoke to or greeted Rek. He felt that the people in this base were quite indifferent towards each other.
Upon returning to his residence, Rek sat back down on his worn-out bed, pondering how he could complete this task within a month when his door opened. A girl with long hair and black markings on her face resembling a centipede walked in, dressed in loose linen clothing.
As the girl entered and saw Rek sitting alone by the bed, she quietly approached the Metal Bed.
"Rek, did everything go smoothly during the final inspection with Green Garb today? How did your observation of Father God's Metal House feel?" the girl asked Rek.
Rek wasn't sure how this girl related to the original youth named Rek in this world, but she seemed familiar.
"It was fine. Father God checked our bodies and said that Green Garb and I can combine in seven days," Rek replied.
Upon hearing this, the girl's expression turned somewhat despondent as she looked at Rek.
"It seems we can't change that demon's decision; our last hope is gone. Rek, are you sure you want to take a risk for the child in my womb?" she asked, leaning against Rek's shoulder.
"What! What are you saying? You have a child in your belly? Whose child? What risk are you talking about?" Rek exclaimed, sitting up abruptly in surprise.
Looking at Rek's reaction, the girl with the centipede face smiled.
"Whose child could it be? Of course, it's our child. Don't joke around.
You and I both know we can't wait any longer. In a few months, my appearance will be discovered by others.
If you and I unite without Father God's designation and end up having offspring, even our child will be killed by that demon Father God.
The Rebels in the base have contacted me about you. The previous plan has been confirmed; we are preparing to launch a night raid on that demon Father God's base in seven days.
Only by killing this monstrous demon can we be free. We humans should not live under the control of a monster's brain," the girl said to Rek.
Rek listened in surprise to what the Centipede Girl was saying. He cursed the War God System in his heart for assigning him a parallel world mission identity and making him a cheap father.
As Rek contemplated the content of the Centipede Girl's words, he began to piece together what had happened before.
The original Rek in this world must have secretly gotten involved with this Centipede Girl, who is now pregnant. Such matters would be treated like a death sentence within the base.
There were also those in the base who wanted to rebel against Father God. They had long sought to overthrow the rule of the Biological Light Brain.
Before Rek arrived in this world, the original identity of Rek was likely a member of the rebel organization.
After figuring some things out, Rek spoke up: "I went to that demon Father God's Metal House today.
I observed closely and found that this Metal Room hides many weapon launch ports, and the synthetic Glass Container where that Father God brain is placed is extremely hard and difficult to destroy in a short time."
Hearing Rek's words, the Centipede Girl nodded: "That's right. These matters were also confirmed by previous members. Relying solely on our abilities, it will be hard to kill this demon.
If we can't kill him in a short time, that demon Father God controls all the defense facilities of the base, and we will be slaughtered.
However, this time we have hope. Our people have already contacted a Mutant Tribe outside the base, and they will attack this base in seven days. Additionally, some of our cursed Mutated Humans possess abilities that should be able to break through Father God's glass-like defenses.
Once the external Mutants attack the base, at that time, that demon Father God will deploy a large amount of military force to counter the Mutant Tribe, giving us an opportunity."
After the war begins, we will go to the Metal House of Father God Demon to kill it. Of course, on that day, it is likely that some of our organization will also make sacrifices. Father God, this demon, will at least leave behind some weapons for survival.
"But for the sake of our children, we must take this chance," said Centipede Girl.
Rek nodded in agreement.
"Alright, call me when the time comes, and we'll go together," Rek said.
Centipede Girl looked at Rek, hugged him, and then said, "This is a critical time; I can only leave your place for now. If we succeed in killing Father God Demon this time, we can be together forever."
Rek nodded helplessly as Centipede Girl turned and carefully walked out of his room.
Rek pondered over this information.
In the following six days, Rek began to familiarize himself with the base. At night, in areas not illuminated by some detectors, he met with members of the rebel organization.
After six days of understanding, Rek learned that this rebel organization had more than a thousand members, while the entire base had just over ten thousand people—almost one-tenth of the total population.
Father God Demon had been ruthlessly enforcing its programmed rule over the years, mercilessly eliminating anyone who disrupted its established rules without leaving any compassion.
This tyranny had filled most people in the base with resentment and fear.
Now, these resentful and fearful individuals had gathered together to prepare to overthrow the regime of Biological Light Brain Father God.
"Following this rebel organization’s actions, I hope we can succeed and complete this mission," Rek thought to himself.
On the morning of the seventh day, Green Garb came to Rek's place wearing what looked like a clean outfit.
Green Garb blushed shyly as she knocked on Rek's door early in the morning.
"Rek, after midnight tonight is the time set by Father God for our union. Should I stay here with you today or will you come back with me?" Green Garb asked awkwardly.
Seeing Green Garb like this, Rek felt a bit embarrassed. It seemed that the Rek of this world really knew how to have fun, getting a Centipede Girl pregnant, joining a rebel organization, and even being granted marriage by Father God Demon to a girl with three breasts.
Rek felt somewhat guilty towards the current Green Garb.
"I'm going to do something tonight, something that can change our future," Rek said aloud.
"Ugh, I know you have things to do tonight," Green Garb replied, blushing.
"Forget it, I can't explain it clearly right now. Just stay with me; at least it's safer here. When I act tonight, you can follow me or stay here," Rek said.
"Okay, then I'll go back to get my things and move in with you," Green Garb smiled at Rek, not fully understanding what Rek meant but grasping that he wanted her to live there.
"I'll go with you to get your stuff; we can pick out some useful things," Rek suggested.
Rek stood up and left his small room with Green Garb, walking along the paths of the base.
In the past few days, Rek had memorized the route to the center of the base.
After walking briskly for over two hours with Green Garb, they finally reached her living quarters.
Surprisingly, Green Garb's house was located at the far west of the base, while Rek's place was at the far east, exactly in opposite directions. Rek thought to himself that it was no wonder Green Garb had mentioned their infrequent communication due to living so far apart.
It took them over two hours just to see each other once. There were no communication devices available in the base for them to use, so it was strange they could keep in touch at all.
Entering a small room with Green Garb, Rek noticed that it was about the same size as his own room. Although the bedding was worn out, it looked clean. Green Garb also had a kitchen knife, which she placed on the stone table in the room; it had a metal blade wrapped in cloth at the handle.
Rek picked up the knife and swung it a few times, finding it quite satisfactory. Over these days in the base, he had learned that weapons were scarce among the Mutants, almost nonexistent.
Father God intentionally weakened the weaponry of human monsters within this base, and everyday supplies were also limited. Food was produced by synthetic food machines.
A week's worth of food would be distributed at once to the Monster Humans in the base.
"Let's eat some synthetic food; I've had a poor appetite these past few days and have leftovers. We can eat together since new food will be distributed tomorrow," Green Garb said to Rek, carefully pulling out two dark bags from under her bed.
Rek looked at the synthetic food, feeling nauseated after eating it for several days. Although Rek had low expectations for food, having consumed many synthetic meals provided by the Star Alliance Military after the Xeno Outbreak, he initially thought that the synthetic food produced during the later stages of the war with the Alien Species was the worst.
However, after trying the synthetic food in this base, Rek realized that there were worse things. The synthetic food here was even more inhumanly made, tasting like chewing on sand with an unpleasant odor.
The only advantage, or rather the sole benefit, was that it provided enough energy to keep him alive.
The people in this base had been eating this unpalatable food since childhood and were used to it, so they didn't find it disgusting. But Rek, as an outsider, couldn't stand it and had only managed to force himself to eat a little over the past few days.
"You can eat it yourself; I'm not hungry. If you can't finish it, take it with you," Rek said, feeling pity for the human monsters in this base. It seemed that the Biological Light Brain had focused all its energy on developing human genes, ensuring that the food was just enough to keep them alive without considering taste.
"Alright, just wait for me. After I finish eating, we'll leave together," Green Garb replied as she quickly opened a package and started eating. She then took out two small Water Bottles and handed one to Rek.
"This is my leftover drinking water; you take one bottle and I'll take one. That knife is the only dowry my deceased father left me, and now I'm giving it to you. Let's go to your place," Green Garb said casually.
Rek accepted the knife and a bottle of water. Water was precious in the base, with only a small bottle distributed every week. Green Garb had somehow saved up two bottles, likely over several months.
"Green Garb, tonight I'm actually going to do something dangerous. Are you planning to stay at my place waiting for me or come with me?" Rek finally couldn't help but ask Green Garb.
"How dangerous can it be? After tonight, I will be yours. No matter how dangerous it is, I will go with you," Green Garb replied firmly.
"Alright then, let's not talk about this now; you'll know tonight," Rek said.
Green Garb had already packed her bedding and slung it over her back.
"I'll help you carry that!" Rek offered.
"No need; I'm in good shape. This weight is nothing," Green Garb declined Rek's help and walked out of the small house where she had lived for over ten years with her bedding on her back.
After taking one last look at her house, Green Garb did not turn back again.
Rek noticed that the bedding on Green Garb's back was quite thin and not very heavy, so he didn't insist on helping her again.
More than two hours later, Rek and Green Garb returned to Rek's room in the base.
Green Garb put down the bedding and began to clean Rek's room, tidying up the small space.
Although there wasn't much to tidy up in Rek's room, Green Garb still shook out Rek's original bedding and placed it on the windowsill, replacing it with the bedding she had brought.
"Your quilt hasn't been aired out in a long time; it's a bit damp. Let it cool off for now, and I'll bring it back tonight," Green Garb said happily.
Rek watched Green Garb busying herself in his small room without saying much.
Around noon, Rek's door opened again, and Centipede-Faced Girl, dressed in linen clothes, walked in.
Centipede-Faced Girl looked at Green Garb, who was sitting on Rek's bed, and then glanced at Rek, who was standing nearby.
"Who is she?" Green Garb asked Rek, sensing the resentful look from the girl who had just entered.
"You must be Green Garb, the unifier assigned to Rek by Father God," Centipede-Faced Girl said in a strange voice, interrupting before Rek could respond.
"Yes. Are you a friend of Rek?" Green Garb asked Centipede-Faced Girl.
"Yes, I would say we are quite good friends. Rek, don't you know you have something very important to do tonight? Why did you bring Green Garb here?" Centipede-Faced Girl questioned Rek.
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