The Jelly Alien Will Save You! Chapter 55

I let out a villainous chuckle as I watched the hamster clinging to me.

 

“Alright. Then let’s make a deal, Shane Hart.”

 

[I’d love to, Master. ∑ദ്ദി˙◡･)]

 

He’s already been tamed. 

 

While I was satisfied, Cha Haeeon grimaced at the word ‘Master’ and whispered to me.

 

“Isn’t he a weirdo?”

 

“He definitely is.” 

 

I agreed.

 

“But that’s exactly why he’s useful.”

 

I gave Cha Haeeon’s butt a couple of reassuring pats to tell him not to worry.

 

“What do you think you’re—!”

 

Leaving behind Cha Haeeon, who was trembling as if he’d been harassed by a pervert, I continued my conversation with Shane.

 

“Shane Hart. I need information about the world outside the contaminated zone. You have something you want from me too, right? We’ll make a pretty good pair of partners. What do you say?”

 

[Master, are you unable to come out of the contaminated zone? ( ˃̣̣̥ω˂̣̣̥ )]

 

“I can’t leave right now. That’s why I can’t get any information.”

 

[Right now? Does that mean you can come out later?]

 

“I’ll save that answer for later.”

 

[Yes. Then what specific information do you want? Currently, the color of the U.S. President’s underwear is red.]

 

“Whoa! That’s a bold choice.”

 

“We need information on the Yellow Hazmat Suits.”

 

As I expressed interest in the U.S. President’s choice of underwear, Cha Haeeon spoke up in my stead. He must have been quite frustrated.

 

[Master, who is this boy? A fellow alien?]

 

“This is my Earthling Landlord.”

 

[Oh! Greetings, Earthling Landlord.]

 

“Skip the greetings. Do you know who the Yellow Hazmat Suits are?”

 

A brief silence hung over the noisy tablet.

 

[If you mean the Yellow Hazmat Suits in the contaminated zone, you’re talking about the PMC of ‘Planet Dynamics,’ right?]

 

“You know them?!”

 

[Of course.]

 

[But first.]

 

[Master, I want to see the spaceship. ₍₍ (̨̡⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)̧̢ ₎₎]

 

Cha Haeeon nudged me and gestured with his head. He was telling me to quickly bring that box over on the porch.

 

I ran over with squeak-squeak-squeak sounds and grabbed the box. 

 

“This is it!”

 

[Master, isn’t that a box? ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)]

 

“Watch closely.”

 

I set the spaceship in the air.

 

If it were an ordinary box, it should have dropped to the floor, but the spaceship floated bobbing-bobbing in the air. 

 

Without any support or strings.

 

[…!]

 

I waved my hand under the spaceship.

 

“See? There are no other devices.”

 

I brought over a metal pipe that had been leaning nearby. Then, using ‘Decoration,’ I bent the pipe into a circle like a hula hoop.

 

[…!!]

 

The makeshift hula hoop passed all the way around the spaceship.

 

“Ta-da!”

 

Having clearly demonstrated that there were no hidden devices around it, I finally snapped my fingers. 

 

“Come here.”

 

At that, the spaceship flew toward me with a whoosh. Just like a living creature. 

 

I folded it small and placed it on the palm of my hand.

 

[….]

 

[….]

 

[….]

 

Why no reaction?

 

Just as I was wondering, the messages began to pour out like an explosion after the long silence.

 

[It exists]

 

[It really exists]

 

[It actually exists]

 

[It truly exists]

 

[This is an event that will go down in human history]

 

[Master, I feel like my heart is going to stop right now]

 

Shane’s excitement was palpable through the tablet.

 

[I feel like I could die happy right now!]

 

I quickly changed the subject before Shane actually tried to die.

 

“About what you said earlier. If it’s ‘Planet Dynamics,’ that’s them, right? ‘Designing the world after the Dungeon.’”

 

When I recited the familiar corporate slogan, the tablet lit up.

 

[You know it!]

 

[That’s right!]

 

[‘Planet Dynamics’ is a leading comprehensive tech corporation.]

 

[New materials, contamination-resistant alloys, alternative energy….]

 

[The roots of almost every new technology created after the Great Cataclysm lead back to ‘Planet Dynamics.’]

 

Logos began to pop up on the tablet screen.

 

Government agencies from various countries, major guilds, international aid organizations, and even defense contractors.

 

[To the point where most equipment deployed in contaminated zones follows ‘Planet Dynamics standards.’]

 

[Because of a development speed that looks as though they were prepared and innovations that defy common sense,]

 

[there’s even a joke going around that they’re torturing aliens. (╥﹏╥)]

 

Since I already knew most of this, I nodded and spoke.

 

“So the Yellow Hazmat Suits are related to a place like that?”

 

[Yes, I know them to be a private military company affiliated with ‘Planet Dynamics.’] 

 

[Why are you curious about the Yellow Hazmat Suits?]

 

[Don’t tell me…… ŏ̥̥̥̥םŏ̥̥̥̥]

 

[Master, if you are currently in a situation where you cannot speak, please shake a carrot!🥕🥕]

 

The hamster holding the tablet glanced at Cha Haeeon. He had a look that said, ‘Is it you? Are you the one dispatched from Planet Dynamics to imprison and torture an alien?’

 

I quickly waved my hands.

 

“No, it’s nothing like that.”

 

[What a relief!]

 

[Still, you must be careful.]

 

[Because they are truly the kind of people who could do that.]

 

Mm. I nodded with my arms crossed.

 

As expected, it was a good thing I hadn’t gone out into the outside world just like this. 

 

If I had, I might have been kidnapped, imprisoned, and tortured to squeeze out new technology.

 

Just then, Cha Haeeon, who had been watching quietly, asked.

 

“Then is the goal of those Yellow Hazmat Suit b*stards technology development?”

 

[Most likely.]

 

Shane suddenly replied briefly and professionally.

 

Though Cha Haeeon didn’t seem to mind at all.

 

I followed up with a question.

 

“Is that all you know about the Yellow Hazmat Suits? Nothing else? Like where they mainly operate, or where their headquarters is located?”

 

[Agh! ŏ̥̥̥̥םŏ̥̥̥̥]

 

[‘Planet Dynamics’ keeps their confidentiality so incredibly strict….] 

 

[The information I just gave you was even harder to obtain than the color of the U.S. President’s underwear. ๐·°(৹˃ᗝ˂৹)°·๐]

 

“It was that much?!”

 

[Of course!]

 

[We only know this much because they’re our competitor! ༼இɷஇ༽]

 

I narrowed my eyes.

 

“…Really?”

 

After saying that, I stayed quiet for a moment, pretending to be lost in thought.

 

It was to gauge whether Shane was intentionally withholding information.

 

I had to weigh whether he truly knew nothing more, or if he could obtain more information. And if he could, whether I could gain the upper hand in future information trades.

 

[…?]

 

I could feel Shane getting anxious through the tablet.

 

The hamster drone fidgeted with its tiny fingers for no reason.