Chapter 300

The James Space Station, occupied by the Green Moon.

Within it, the woman slowly opened her eyes.

At first, it was difficult for her to realize where she was.

As she blinked and looked around the dim surroundings, memories of the situation right before she fell asleep began to resurface gradually.

“I must’ve fallen asleep…”

She muttered blankly to herself.

Truthfully, she shouldn’t have fallen asleep during such a critical Object incident, but there was nothing she could do about it.

The premier Object “Green Moon” that appeared at the space station.

Simultaneously, all communication with Earth had been cut off.

Suddenly growing plants and trees.

On top of that, she got scattered from her coworkers as the station twisted, leaving her alone trembling in endless darkness and cold.

Meeting an “amicable” Strange Creature that went “Ming!” and relaxing due to it was truly unavoidable.

The Strange Creature still nestled in her arms.

“Meeeng. Meeeng.”

It sounded like it was snoring softly while sleeping, adorable even in its slumber.

The woman smiled warmly as she gently stroked the Strange Creature.

While enjoying its soft and warm texture, the creature woke up from its sleep, opening its eyes.

“Hello.”

The woman greeted it, looking into its shining golden eyes.

“Meeeng!”

The Strange Creature mimicked her tone, meowing back at her.

Hehe.

The woman giggled slightly as she started playing with the Strange Creature.

Since rescue wasn’t coming anyway, and with the Object situation overlapping, she decided to just go all-in.

The awakened Strange Creature kept its gaze fixed on her, showing interest in the human.

For some reason, it reminded her of a Mini Reaper she’d heard about from a companion.

“It looks different, but it kind of feels like a Mini Reaper.”

At the James Research Institute, it was commonly believed that Mini Reapers were related to the “Moon,” so…

Could there be any connection between this Strange Creature born from the Green Moon and the Mini Reaper?

The Strange Creature tended to mimic her actions.

If she stretched out her hand, it would do the same; if she petted its head, it would stretch out its hand and pet her head in return.

When she spoke, it would respond by mimicking her words with “Meeeng.”

Unfortunately, it seemed the Strange Creature couldn’t understand language, but just having someone around made her feel less lonely than when she was alone.

As they played together, the sun began to rise beyond Earth, filling the station with warmth.

The darkness and chill faded, and warmth spread through the interior of the station.

Gurgle.

Her stomach growled.

“Now that I think about it, I haven’t eaten properly.”

As the woman clutched her hungry stomach, the Strange Creature began to grow larger.

“Meeeng!”

Having grown bigger than a human, the Strange Creature let out a loud meow and charged toward her.

“!!!!”

The woman was genuinely shocked, but before she could react, the Strange Creature grabbed her.

“So this is its true nature—it’s going to eat me?”

With no choice but to wait for death, the woman closed her eyes tightly within the creature’s massive grip.

But instead of eating her, the Strange Creature lifted her up and placed her on its head.

“?”

Then it silently began moving away from the communication console area, making a soft “Sshh sshh” sound.

Embarrassed by her earlier fear, the woman slowly petted the Strange Creature’s head.

“Meeeng!”

The Strange Creature simply responded with a “Meeeng” while continuing to crawl along the floor.

Sshh sshh.

Although the sound it made while moving was very quiet, its large size allowed it to move surprisingly fast.

“Huh?”

As they turned the corner of the corridor, an endless jungle unfolded before them.

“??????”

Unbelievable.

Why did the space station suddenly turn into a forest?

The woman couldn’t help but panic.

The space station that existed moments ago had vanished.

Even though plants and trees sprouting in a space station was already quite an Object-like event, the current phenomenon was on another level.

“Is this the ‘Moon’s’ spatial erosion?”

Red Moon deserts, Blue Moon lakes—cases of moons altering environments had been observed many times, but experiencing it directly felt different.

This was truly a realm far beyond what current human technology could reach!

Looking back, the path they had taken was nowhere to be seen, and all around stretched an endless jungle.

Standing on a high hill, they could see the entire expanse of the jungle.

The dense forest stretched endlessly like a giant green carpet to the horizon.

The towering trees packed tightly together resembled a broccoli forest.

This place was no longer recognizable as a space station.

A breeze blowing in from the horizon caused the leaves to ripple, creating waves of green light.

The humid forest air brushed against her skin.

The unfamiliar chirps of bird-like creatures crossing the sky and the damp scent of wood added life to the jungle.

“Hah, hah.”

The woman stared down at the jungle and let out a bitter laugh.

***

In the shallow area of the Mini Reaper Garden, Marshmallow Plains.

I lay sprawled on the fluffy marshmallows, deep in thought.

“How do I get to the space station?”

Using the Red Reaper Rocket or transforming into the Red Reaper myself failed miserably.

For some unknown reason, once I moved too far from the ground, the firewood consumption skyrocketed, preventing me from flying long distances.

This might be one of the reasons why, as the Black Reapers said, “Mom can’t fly.”

So, the best solution I came up with was to stuff Golden Reapers into a massive Black Reaper Ballista and launch them indiscriminately into space.

Even if precise aiming is required in space, firing off a million Golden Reapers should result in at least a few reaching the station, right?

The problem was whether the Golden Reapers could return to the garden after being launched into space.

Judging by how drastically firewood consumption increases in space, the possibility of them not returning was quite high.

If they don’t return, the Golden Reapers will become lost in space… which is kinda…

To test if it’s safe, I’d need to go to space, but that puts me in a really tricky situation.

No answers here.

Perhaps my abilities are still insufficient to destroy the Steel Tower right now?

As I lost myself in thought, two Golden Reapers were happily playing on my palm.

Golden Reapers glowing with golden flames as if their entire bodies were on fire.

It all started when I tried to diet by grabbing the Golden Reapers.

Thinking that if they gained weight from firewood, expelling it might help, I dumped a ton of firewood onto them.

Initially, they struggled, shouting things like “Angdae!” and “[Term from context],” but now they were laughing and playing gleefully.

Realizing they wouldn’t gain weight no matter how much firewood I fed them, they started using the excess firewood to play.

Like superheroes fighting in a cartoon, they shot chunks of firewood at each other.

They hurled round balls of firewood or processed it into beam form and fired it.

Poom. Poom.

The firewood collided mid-air, causing golden explosions.

Their antics of wildly shooting firewood at each other were surprisingly cool, attracting more Golden Reapers who lined up to take turns.

“Hey, I want to shoot beams too!”

Besides the Sun-powered “Golden Reaper Beam,” learning they could also shoot firewood beams made me incredibly envious.

Hng.

While carefully observing the Golden Reapers to figure out how to shoot beams, one of them approached my ear.

“Gold Tyrannosaurus!”

That one brought up a topic I was extremely interested in.

Tyrannosaurus? Hmm…

***

Now in the middle of a jungle that no longer felt like a space station.

The woman rode atop the massive Strange Creature, wandering through the lush forest.

The towering trees casting dense shadows blocked the sunlight, creating a vast green abyss.

The Strange Creature climbed a tree, retrieved a large fruit, and returned, offering half of it to her as if inviting her to eat.

Inside the fruit, which resembled a coconut, rippled a sweet liquid.

As she sipped the juice handed to her, its sweetness and smoothness filled her mouth.

“Delicious…”

Lost in the taste, she absentmindedly murmured.

“Thank you.”

Regaining her senses, she smiled brightly and expressed her gratitude.

The Strange Creature responded cheerfully with a loud “Meeeng!”

Seated under a giant tree, they began leisurely enjoying the fruits, sharing peaceful moments unimaginable during their time stranded in the space station.

Peaceful time spent piling up fruits.

But as strange sounds began emanating from above the trees, the atmosphere of the forest shifted.

Zsurrr.

Fine vibrations caused dust to slowly fall from the trees.

Stacked fruits began shaking and colliding, producing sounds.

“Mi-i-ing…”

The Strange Creature, visibly tense, slowly crawled toward her and covered her body with its own.

“Why are you doing this? Is something wrong?”

Despite her question, the Strange Creature remained silent.

Terrified, it shielded her completely with its body, camouflaged perfectly among the foliage.

Through the small gap left open for breathing, the woman cautiously peeked outside.

A putrid stench, reminiscent of rotting corpses, began to fill the air.

An overwhelming, nauseating smell of beasts.

The distinct odor of carnivorous animals.

Kung. Kung.

The surface of the fruit in her arms began to tremble.

And then the ground started to rumble heavily.

Kung. Kung. Kung.

Something immensely dangerous and enormous was approaching.

***

James Tower, Temporary Rocket Launch Pad.

James watched the Gray Reaper circling around the Large Rocket.

“Who would’ve thought it would work out this well?”

Behaving as if it were a humanoid-sized Golden Reaper, the Gray Reaper joyfully hopped around the rocket.

Completely ignoring aerodynamics, it was an imperfect rocket hastily assembled using Object materials to address heat issues.

Knowing the Gray Reaper’s peculiar obsession with Tyrannosaurs but not expecting this level of enthusiasm…

It would probably chase after a T-Rex-shaped candy into a dark alley.

While usually behaving like a human-level intelligence, the Gray Reaper exhibited object-like irrational behavior when it came to Tyrannosaurs.

The Gold-Mecha-Tyrannosaurus Rocket-obsessed Gray Reaper had already entered the rocket.

Using ghosting to pass through the rocket’s outer walls, it sat buckled in, giggling.

Then it knocked on the internal camera as if urging a quick departure.

Seeing this, James gave the order to the employees.

“Begin launch preparations!”

The start of the James Space Station recovery plan.