The Jelly Alien Will Save You! Chapter 54

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Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.

 

The sound of squeaky footsteps echoed across the empty Yongsan Square.

 

At the sound, Shane, who had been sitting with his legs up on the desk watching a video on his tablet, widened his eyes.

 

Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.

 

The sound, which seemed like it should come from a child’s light-up shoes, was drawing closer.

 

Shane quickly pulled his legs down and pressed his nose to the tablet. He then put on his headset to hear the sound better.

 

Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.

 

The steady rhythm of the footsteps approached. Along with it, voices could be heard.

 

The first to be heard was a grumpy voice. 

 

<You really came all this way just to take back a stupid thing like this?>

 

<You’re the stupid one.>

 

A cute girl’s voice snapped back.

 

The sound of their casual conversation made Shane feel as if his heart was about to burst.

 

There was no way the voice of a young girl should be heard from the deepest part of the contaminated zone.

 

Because of that, there was only one answer he could think of.

 

The owner of the vending machine.

 

Everyone had shaken their heads at his idea of “placing a cute hamster drone at Yongsan Station,” but his gut told him.

 

This plan would definitely succeed.

 

And in the end, he had successfully lured out the master of the vending machine using a cute hamster! 

 

Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.

 

Just then, something pink appeared on the tablet, drawing closer.

 

Whoever the owner of the vending machine was, Shane, who had expected a human, had eyes that sparkled.

 

It was an incredibly cute being, but it was neither human nor shaped like any known animal.

 

“It’s not human… It’s not human!”

 

An utterly ecstatic Shane called for his secretary, Susan.

 

“Susan, come here right now and look at this!”

 

At Shane’s urgent words, Susan opened the door immediately.

 

“What is the matter?”

 

He shoved the tablet in front of Susan.

 

The video was paused in one frame.

 

“Do you see it?”

 

“Yes… What is this? The material looks like jelly…”

 

At that, he grinned from ear to ear and said,

 

“It’s an alien…!”

 

“…”

 

Susan narrowed her eyes.

 

It had been ten years since the dungeons appeared in the world.

 

The stories of ‘green aliens flying around in UFOs and abducting humans’ had also long been dismissed as nothing more than the delusions of conspiracy theorists. 

 

Susan felt deep regret that there was still someone who believed in such nonsensical stories, and even more so that it was her own CEO.

 

Besides, that jelly isn’t green; it’s pink!

 

“CEO, please listen. I can give you a hundred reasons why that being is not an alien right now. First of all, in contaminated zones, there are things called mutants—”

 

As Susan began her long explanation, Shane raised a hand to stop her.

 

“I know, I know. I’ll prove to you that this pink jelly is an alien. Just watch.”

 

With practiced movements, Shane entered a command into the hamster drone.

 

<Squeak!>

 

Receiving the command, the hamster let out a cry and pointed its index finger toward the pink jelly.

 

The pink jelly watched the hamster’s actions quietly, then, as if realizing what it was doing, tapped its fist against its palm.

 

Soon, an index finger extended from the jelly.

 

The index fingers of the hamster and the jelly slowly touched.

 

“…!”

 

Shane clutched his chest as he felt a tingle of electricity run through his body.

 

He jumped up from his seat, shouting that he had done it.

 

Susan stared at the CEO, whose face was flushed with excitement, with a bewildered expression.

 

She knew he was a strange person to begin with, but she hadn’t realized he was this insane.

 

Just then, voices burst from the tablet screen.

 

<What are you doing?>

 

<Haven’t you seen E.T.? I’m communicating with an Earthling.>

 

Hearing that conversation, Shane made a fuss like a teenage fangirl.

 

“As expected, aliens must have seen E.T. too!” 

 

“…”

 

Susan, briefly thinking about the insane man and the strange alien, pressed her hand to her temple.

 

Why did I also think it was an alien? I can’t believe this.

 

Swept away by excitement, Shane sent a massive flood of messages to the tablet. 

 

[I knew all along that you would definitely be out there somewhere in this vast universe.] 

 

[I’m so happy to meet an alien! ٩( ᐖ )ミ( ᐛ )و]

 

[The communication just now was a small gesture, but it’s a giant leap for mankind! ♥~(˙Ⱉᑉ)]

 

Susan, horrified by the messages, turned Shane’s chair around.

 

“Wait, calm down. This isn’t an alien fan signing event!”

 

“So you finally believe it’s an alien?”

 

“That’s not it, but let’s just pretend for now. Regardless, weren’t we looking for the owner of the vending machine?”

 

“Yes, and it makes sense if it’s alien technology.”

 

“Is there a reason you are so certain?”  

 

It was at the moment Shane, hesitating for some reason, was about to say something.

 

From across the screen, the jelly alien spoke.

 

<Hello, Shane Hart.>

 

“…?!”

 

The jelly alien spoke as naturally as if it could hear their conversation.

 

Shane typed with trembling hands.

 

[How did you know?]

 

<You wrote ‘Shane Hart’ first.>

 

[Not that. How did you know I was looking for the owner of the vending machine?]

 

<Because there’s no reason for Shane Hart to send a drone like this onto a vending machine in a contaminated zone other than that.>

 

“It’s no ordinary alien,” 

 

Susan said, leaning over the desk in surprise.

 

Shane nodded.

 

“You’re right. It has an accurate grasp of our side.”

 

[Do you know me?]

 

<Of course I do. You’re a world-class celebrity. Shane Hart of Revion Biotech.>

 

[It’s an honor! I’m glad I became a celebrity! This is so exciting! ✧ฺ･｡(✪▽✪*)･｡✧]

 

“CEO.”

 

It was at the moment Susan was stopping Shane from spiraling again.

 

<There’s a deal I’d like to make with you, but I think it would be difficult to talk more here. Do you want to come to my house for now?>

 

[House?]

 

[Your house?]

 

[I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to. I’d love to.]

 

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There was a sense of madness in Shane Hart’s final response.

 

Even Cha Haeeon flinched slightly.

 

It was exactly as Dad had said.

 

Dad used to say that among his business associates, there was one “handsome and impressive nerd,” and that was Shane Hart.

 

‘He said he was completely obsessed with things like aliens and conspiracy theories…’

 

That man operated a company.

 

‘Revion Biotech.’

 

It was one of the three major companies that changed the global landscape by actively integrating dungeon byproducts into technology.

 

A place with the scale and technological power to send state-of-the-art drones into contaminated zones, and with an intelligence network that couldn’t be ignored.

 

Therefore, to me, an alien, Shane Hart was a useful card to play.

 

‘I should coax him well and make him spit out information regarding the yellow hazmat suits.’ 

 

Actually, I had intended to approach him by revealing I was an alien, but even before I could, he recognized me immediately with his otaku instincts.

 

To think he’s the first person to recognize me as an alien…

 

“Hehe.”

 

I laughed softly as my mood improved.

 

The hamster, as soon as it arrived at the house, was flying about, flapping its wings and examining every nook and cranny.

 

‘Are those eyes cameras? It’s well-made.’

 

As I observed the hamster exploring the house, our eyes met.

 

The house probably looks like nothing special. I grinned.

 

“Shane Hart. Want me to show you my UFO?”

 

[Please show me. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please.]

 

[I beg of you. I beg of you. Plz. Please. Please. Plz. Plz. Plz.]

 

It was madness itself.