�It has degenerated itself.�On the ground, in the cracks in the walls, in the sewers, everywhere they were.�I just brought those creatures together and provided them with a comfortable environment.�

�degeneration?�

Mucus Man looked at the manager of High Gear, but did not show any particular reaction.

�Man has failed to deal with his privilege.�He struggled in pain and murdered his own people.�

�Emotional disease.�

And to escape the pain of killing one�s own people meant surrendering to the doctrines of Satanism.

�You give names to individuals, but to me, humans are just a species.�It is also a foolish species that devours its own body.�

He was a human being through the eyes of a machine.

�The servant, who had eaten it all and was emaciated, could find no more food to eat.�The only way they could avoid suffering was not to eat.�

Reverse evolution into a creature without desire.

�That is the present human being.�now they don�t do anything�I don�t want anything.�

It was the end of the world led by Satanism.

�What about Mucus?�

Sirone asked.

�You covered this world with Youcus.�Since humans have become like that, destroy you

There must be nothing to do?��Mucus Man seemed hesitant.

�The singing voice.�

�what?�

�The singing was so loud that I had to stop it.�There was so much singing, it had to cover the planet.�Thicker, thicker, thicker���

Sirone did not understand.

�You can�t let it spread outside.�the system is destroyed�prison.�You cannot escape.�

�sound.�

A signal that can contain information and mind at the same time.

Interpreted in that respect, fear was felt in the current Mucus Man sound.

�I stopped.�I locked them all up.�

Youcus leaked endlessly through the cracks in the underground facility and ate away at the floor.

Marsha winked at the managers.

�not there yet?�

�It�s much more complicated than I thought.�

Sirone could hear the breaths of the managers struggling with their teeth gritting. JrNovels.com