She Was Both Called God, as Well as Satan - By しまもん (Shimamon)

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Chapter 83 – The Luck of New Humans

*(E/N: Honestly, I'll keep it the same, but the previous translations really missed the chance to call them the Newmans, Newmanity, etc.)

New Humanity was lucky.

Yes, it was as if they had the "Blessing of the Goddess;" a string of good luck continually trailed them.

The first blessing was that the "Planetary Federation" had already collapsed.

Why did they collapse?

They collapsed from the science and technology I had gifted them in lieu of compensation. (1)

I wished for the development of their civilization and carefully selected technologies that they could use.

But I was naive.

They could not withstand the "power" I gave them.

Instead of properly utilizing the technology, they let it consume them, and in the end, they broke. (2)

After the Planetary Federation broke, the universe was plunged into a massive Intersolar war, ultimately destroying countless inhabited planets.

The few remaining planets became uninhabitable due to contamination, and within a few years, all life ceased.

As a result, the Planetary Federation disappeared, leaving only a few "relics" throughout the universe.

The second blessing was the appearance of a new species on Earth.

The basis for all technology used by intelligent life in this era is "magic."

Almost all solar systems, including Earth's, developed magical technology.

I wondered about this fact and decided to do some research.

First, I obtained the bodies of deceased New Humans and dissected them.

Second, I also dissected the bodies of intelligent beings killed by Earth's military.

I continued to do such things for several years.

As a result, the interior of the artificial island was filled, albeit temporarily, with the corpses of various types of intelligent life, and my body was constantly covered with the thick, fishy smell of blood.

Oh... I still remember... the hardships of the past... and the joy of the past...

If I had wanted to, I could have let the robots do all the dissection, but I wanted to touch them with my own hands.

That is why I went to the trouble of reproducing surgical instruments designed long ago.

When I carefully arranged the cold corpses of the New Sentients on such surgical instruments, I was so moved that tears began to stream down my face. (3)

This was the first time I was able to touch New Sentients directly....

I gently stroked a cold body, although it had already begun rotting....

I felt the cold skin through my fingertips, over and over again.... *(E/N: Changed "tasted" to "felt")

We then began dissecting the body with the help of surgical equipment, but many problems arose.

Dissecting a New Human was relatively easy but dissecting an intelligent alien very difficult.

Sometimes we dissected what we thought was the abdomen, only to find a huge brain.

I once dissected a body that I thought had three legs, only to find that one of the legs was a kind of gigantic sex organ, causing a large amount of semen to gush out, covering me from head to toe in a foul-smelling white fluid.