Colonial Suit

In the darkness, the blood-red eyes flickered, allowing the cell cluster to writhe and expand in his palm.

The teeth that had just grown on the cell cluster gnawed at his skin, but always to no avail. It grew anxious and suddenly emitted a piercing cry at the blood-red eyes, like a hungry little beast.

Only then could the blood-red eyes see its mouthparts, which looked like a hole about to pierce his fingertip, filled with sharp teeth.

The blood-red eyes thought for a moment, then casually grabbed a small piece of food from the side and placed it in front of it. The cell cluster pounced on it with lightning speed, devouring it in one gulp. Then it writhed and proliferated again.

Its mouthparts evolved again, starting to develop needle-like cavities, pricking and biting at the palm of the blood-red eyes.

"Environmental adaptation and evolution," the blood-red eyes muttered, adapting to the environment and changing its body in the shortest amount of time. Wasn't this the ability that Clodier's enhanced cells excelled at? From the evolution of the cell cluster's pointed needle mouthparts, it could be seen that it was evolving specifically to target the skin of the blood-red eyes, making it easier to pierce the skin with the pointed needle mouthparts than to tear it.

Unfortunately, it miscalculated. Even machine guns might not be able to penetrate the skin of the blood-red eyes, let alone its tiny mouthparts?

After thinking about it, the blood-red eyes suddenly said in his mind, "Core. Analyze this thing for me."

"Understood, executing immediately."

The Core's voice responded smoothly, and then a small bump suddenly rose in the palm of the blood-red eyes. Dozens of hair-thin tendrils split from the small bump and came into contact with the cell cluster.

At first, the cell cluster froze for a moment, as if stunned. Then it began to tremble excitedly, using its tendrils to intertwine with the Core. In the silence and darkness, it communicated with the Core. The blood-red eyes did not understand the language of enhanced cells, but it could be seen that it was communicating happily and showing a sense of attachment and dependence on the Core's tendrils, like a wandering orphan.

But after a while, it was unclear what the Core had communicated to it. Suddenly, the cell cluster trembled and angrily emitted a squeaking sound. Then it violently broke free from the Core's tendrils, using its mouthparts to stab fiercely at the palm of the blood-red eyes.

Its strength was great, about several kilograms. But this amount of force was naturally ineffective against the blood-red eyes. The cell cluster grew angry again, raising its mouthparts and emitting a piercing cry at the blood-red eyes, as if threatening or cursing.

Then, with a 'pop', it suddenly exploded into a mass of blood.

A pungent, fishy smell instantly filled the entire room, and the blood flowed in the palm of the blood-red eyes, emitting a corrosive hissing sound, as frightening as strong acid.

The blood-red eyes shook his palm expressionlessly, then asked the Core, "What happened?"

"I scanned it and attempted to access its underlying memories," the Core replied in the mind of the blood-red eyes. "Preliminary judgment, its structure has 63.22% similarity to our cells, and there are traces of artificial modification in the underlying memories."

"63.22%?" The blood-red eyes flashed. "In that case, it has nothing to do with Clodier? Is it another kind of creation?"

"No! The opposite is true," the Core flatly denied. "In the known 63.22%, there are gene samples imitating us everywhere, and there are obvious signs of copying and research. In addition, the remaining 36.78% is also artificially added, with the purpose of making it closer to our template. I highly suspect that this is a copycat of Clodier's cells, a strong proliferative creation!"

"Someone is stealing Clodier's authority!"

The Core's thoughts were somewhat agitated, obviously this matter conflicted with its code and was the most unacceptable part.

The blood-red eyes did not want to stimulate it, so he said calmly.

"Then, can you know who created all of this?"

"Unable to know!" The Core replied. "When I first came into contact with it, I gained its approval because of the similarity of the samples, but after I mobilized its underlying memories, it discovered my intentions. It adopted the most violent method of resistance, directly collapsing every gene chain. I cannot obtain anything from the shattered genes, because it has no meaning."

"Even you can't?" The blood-red eyes frowned. At the cellular level, the Core had never disappointed him.

"No," the Core gave a firm answer, but added at the end, "But I have other gains. When I first came into contact with it, I found that it has consciousness pointing."

"What do you mean?"

"It means it is controlled, not a wild cell. And this control is ultra-remote suggestion, similar to our seed body."

"You mean, it is also a kind of seed body?" The blood-red eyes were shocked. This was too unexpected. The seed body was a major trump card of Clodier, which could not only maintain the loyalty of the subject, but more importantly, stimulate the subject's potential and vitality, and improve the life level! Its existence constituted the cornerstone of Clodier's civilization!

There were actually cell clusters similar to the seed body? How was this possible!?

Moreover, such a thing would actually appear in a stellar-level clone. Doesn't that mean…

The face of the blood-red eyes changed slightly. "That stellar level, is it being controlled?"

"That's right," the Core replied, its tone without any fluctuation. "In my previous scan, I confirmed the function of this group, which is 70% similar to the seed body, and can slightly improve the subject's potential and vitality. But it cannot improve the life level like us. So I can confirm that this is a counterfeit. And it is a low-quality counterfeit!"

The Core's voice suddenly rose, as if touched on a reverse scale.

It really had no emotions, but its identity as a Clodier creation gave it a natural sense of superiority. It was like a higher life form, full of condescension towards lower-level cells. No matter what kind of enhanced cells, they were its 'soldiers'. And it was the leader of the 'soldiers', the brain of the colony!

This suddenly emerging enhanced cell cluster was like a 'rogue' in the clothes of a soldier to it, which would naturally arouse its hostility.

This was the dignity of a strong proliferative creation, which even the blood-red eyes could not erase.

However, the blood-red eyes did not care about this, but his eyes lit up. "In that case, if I encounter a carrier with the same counterfeit again, can you immediately recognize it?"

"Completely possible! I have already intercepted its characteristics," the Core replied.

"That's good," the blood-red eyes nodded. A cold light flashed in his eyes.

I thought it would take a long time to explore in the second world to find a clue, but I didn't expect to find it so soon…

The civilization that stole Clodier's authority must be inseparable from Clodier's destruction. Hmph, schemers, are you ready to meet Clodier's revenge?

In the distant ten thousand years later? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation..)