Fueled by the motivation of money, we worked tirelessly.
After a half year and the project makes my groin hurt on sitting too long or?
no, it's just.
"my underwear is too tight?"
i got i from her! looking at her, she have no reaction that she give me a underwear! thru delivery.
but now the happiness goes to the roof the my works are finish!!!!!!!!!!!
"I'm finished!" I exclaimed, handing over my work to the boss with a trembling hand. I was exhausted, and the project that was supposed to be completed last week had undergone a rigorous overhaul.
It was initially rejected for lacking polish and containing words that were difficult to comprehend. I revamped and remake,
the papers to make them more understandable, but the process had taken a toll on me.
"Okay, let's go home! We'll start the actual experiment tomorrow. We need to leave early, so I can gather materials for the test and send requests directly to our manufacturer. But forget about that for now; let's enjoy some free time tomorrow," our boss declared.
"Good for you; you won't do anything, hehe~ Can you help me, though?" Cordia, with her cute demeanor, asked while her skirt danced around her. Although she was adorable, she wasn't my ideal type. I preferred someone with a normal face like mine and a very supportive nature.
"What, are we going to do it?" I inquired.
"Prototype blood smearing and dermatology. I just want to be with you tomorrow," she said, blushing.
"With me?" I was taken aback. Was this where my popularity phase started?
"Okay, tomorrow I will help you," I agreed.
Meanwhile, Chelsea listened to our conversation with a frown.
She knew, I was singling Cordia out, and I anticipated she would have something to say.
"Metis, do you want to eat with us outside?" as cordia said those words! My heart goes palpitation!
'did i drink coffee?'
but I knew Chelsea was eavesdropping and that she wanted to join to eat...
"Okay, shut your mouth tomorrow. I know you want to come," I thought.
But if you looked at her expression, it was rather sad. "Do you want to go out with us and eat at a nearby restaurant?" I asked.
"O-okay! If you insist on inviting me, I'll go," she replied but what's with that reaction like a shy lady?
"so cordi...." I looked around for cordia, but the table was already clean and neatly organized, she no where to be found, conclusion she go home.
I had forgotten that cordia always left early...
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The next day, as I entered the office, I was met with an open door.
"Oh, it's open. Who's here?" I wondered aloud.
With an innocent expression pouting, I knew cordia would be there. early.
"Me. Why do you have a problem with me?" she said as she appeared with her yellow hair and a straight face.
Chelsea, with her loose hair, looked different from her usual daily appearance with a ponytail.
"Ahhh- oohh- okay," I stammered.
"Why? You thought cordia?" I heard Chelsea murmuring under her breath.
"Of course. Who else said we will be alone? " I retorted.
"No, why would I?" I tried to deflect the conversation.
"pertvert!"
pak*
"what! why did you do that! you know. i'm doing skin care in my face! to make my face handsomeness gauge will be full !"
i'm cleaning my self now that i was advancing to cordia's heart.
"Hmm! get of my face you butt man" chelsea sighed.
"wahhhh!" i was dishearten... it is my butt that ugly?
Soooo, the cute girl, Cordia, peeked through the door. "chelsie and I got early!" I declared.
"cordia-!" Chelsea exclaimed, hugging cordia with open arms.
It was my turn, and I readied myself to hug Cordia with my eyes closed.
Slap* Suddenly, a sharp pain jolted through me. Chelsea had slapped me. "Don't expect her to hug you," she warned, visibly nervous about the potential confrontation.
"you peasant!"
"so you're not?" I tried to argue.
"W-wah-wah," Chelsea stammered. like have a mental illness "What did you say?" chelsea, appearing as if from hell, demanded an explanation.
"N-nothing."
"I will do the dermal prototype first, then the blood smearing test next," Cordia declared, diverting the attention back to our work. The processes were now set in motion.
Here's the revised version:
"First, here's the skin. Put a little leprosy bacteria. If the sample turns black, apply alcohol. Leprosy is a beneficial bacterium that helps skin regenerate, also 10 mins. put a little paracetamol..." Chelsea instructed as she worked in the micro-lab. it was another room.
Cordia and I observed, was unaware of what had been said to me and i don't understand her research...
"hmmmm?" what ?
'Why black? That's the sample.'
"I put leprosy," Chelsea explained as we remember. As we watched, the sample darkened and then turned red.
I applied alcohol.
After 10 minutes, Chelsea hadn't returned, despite mentioning that it was urgent. I smiled and remarked, "Even Chelsea put in leprosy bacteria."
I was too focused, and I didn't realize that what I was holding was paracetamol.
I applied a little bit.
break!!!
but then cordia break the laboratory apparatus, I don't know if cordia noticed, but...
"i drop! the paracetamol tablet!"
i was so shock that i drop it!
then the liquid like substance begun to be like human flesh is was like growing...
"W-what is that?" cordia asked, observing a scene reminiscent of sci-fi where human flesh exhibited overgrowth ability.
Knock* knock* knock*
"Metis, cordia, can you open" Chelsea called from outside the laboratory.
and cordia open it !
"We're fine here. Just don't worry because we're cleaning the bottles that got scattered," I replied.
"Wait! ," said chelsea said
The bite size looked like rotten meat, but for a few seconds, we didn't know what to do. However, I could see the skin returning to normal as she put water.
"You didn't see anything, cordia. I didn't see anything. We didn't put anything except leprosy bacteria," I whispered.
"Why me? Together!" cordia asked in sign language.
"Okay?"
"Okay!" cordia understood my point; we were both responsible. However, it seemed chelsea didn't realize that what I put was paracetamol.
"i put also a paracetamol !" i can't stop!
"is that so?"
Chelsea happily took the sample.
"Why, am I feel guilty?" and look at cordia. it is our fault right?
'I hope we haven't sabotaged anything.'
Even cordia appeared very guilty. It was evident from her movements that she had done something bad because she couldn't speak or move. same as me.
Chelsea used the blood sample, and we watched her scream with joy. "Ye-yehey-!"
"it was perfect, sample!"
'I don't understand what I feel.' Even cordia couldn't move, shocked by the unexpected turn of events. No matter how she tried, she wasn't herself.
I, who remained silent to avoid triggering cordia, admitted that I hadn't disclosed the incident.
In our research, two more people got involved—Rona in robotics and Shaina also help me, utilizing the samples provided by science department. Flesh and blood experiments were a massive success. In truth, Chelsea had been researching this for a long time but lacked funds. Now, she could turn her research into a book and thesis, claiming that it originated from her. But that mistake of mine was not added as i thank her to finish her research early.
better not to be involve with her again.
"Okay, if you're making other flesh type, go ahead. It's a different 4 type of skin and 3 type of cell... yes, that's right! but i only need 3 cause robot dont have organ."
she got lucky her work is finish early, after 2 months. we have given 2.5 years to finish but she was way too early! what the hell she will do? how lucky of her but we just help her out but cordia and i got trauma.
i better work to finish my task too. i have a longer and complicated work too!
"How to control the robot in the brain... Of course, if the frequency is different, the command is different. It's that simple."
A few days passed, but i am still not done. i'm still looking for great conductor for the nerve.
i start from, signal to frequency then storage then create a UI for Ai and Ai for the UI that make learning things robot will easy capable of doing like a child, then adult stage. But i can't just put anything to data. Cause if data is a memory of a killer then the robot is going to be dangerous not just for me but everybody here.