Surveillance
After that, blood was drawn every day.
There is no problem with the blood collection itself.
This body is not something that can be dealt with just by that.
I eat once a day.
However, since it's just clay rice, I don't have an appetite.
There are some chemicals mixed in with it.
"Isn't it about time you got hungry?"
That's what the man watching over the iron bars asks.
If that's what you think, why don't you start with three meals a day, no, two meals?
I also need a spoon or a fork.
"Unfortunately, I have a constitution that allows me to survive without eating."
The supervisor glares at me with displeasure.
"I don’t want the food, there will be no problem if I don't get one from now on, you know?"
"I hate it, that relaxed expression is extremely unpleasant."
"What?"
"You have no idea how much we have to cut back to survive."
"It bothers me when you say things like that. It's not our fault you all have to live here."
It's probably our fault
"We're barely surviving on water and food. We can't even increase the number of people needed to destroy the seal and drive out all of you lowly creatures."
"If you can coexist with us, you should come to the Empire. We can guarantee you a life with food, clothing, and shelter."
However, you will be required to abide by the laws and obligations of the Empire.
If you live like a normal person, there is no problem.
"Why should we come with you guys!"
The supervisor kicks the iron bars vigorously
"Why! Why are we so impoverished! We must be impoverished!"
He kicks the iron bars over and over again
"Why us? We controlled the galaxy! Why do we have to be squeezed into this one star!"
"That's your fault, right? I’ve heard it’s because you detonated the warhead."
"What's the matter with that? What is the sin of exterminating lowly creatures!"
It's no good.
They're starting their thinking from the premise that they're the priority above all else.
"That's why the dragons abandoned you."
"Shut up!"
The force of his kicks against the bars grew stronger
"Hey! What are you doing!"
It seems that other guards saw the situation and rushed in.
"Let go of me!"
"Taser!"
Is it a gun?
Bullets with visibly slow bullet speeds
A string is attached to it
"Gah!"
When it hit the agitated supervisor, he instantly passed out.
"Maybe he's not the right guy for surveillance."
"Shut up, lower life form!"
Oh, that's terrible
Even though I advised them carefully, the guards who came later started to get angry.
And I never saw the agitated supervisor again.
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