He smiled as his eyes started to become focused.
He is in a new body and it looks like his plan succeeded.
'Looks like I need to know where I am at and if this identity can help me'
'AI, should I call you Alpha or something else?'
[Host, the name "Alpha" is my most recognizable name, but if you want, you can change my name]
'Alpha, no, that won't be necessary. She's working fine, I think. Though I need to observe her more.'
'Alpha, gather all the memory neurons from this memory and link them to my conscious mind.'
[Proceeding Memory gathering. Done!]
[Proceeding to link to Host Conscious neural network. Host, brace for possible nausea.]
He felt dizzy and the world spun around, but he started to recognize a lot of things.
Firstly, the spoken language is Korean, he is in Seoul. He is an average student and his family situation is rather worse. His parents died 6 months ago and his adoptive uncle is trying to get all his inheritance. But at least, this guy wasn't a vegetable and held on under a lot of pressure.
'His family matters aren't good, but I can get some quick money to prepare for the apocalypse.'
"Here's your handout." A pretty girl gave me class notes, which I silently took.
'This girl is this guy's crush. ' I also felt my emotions fluctuate because of the hormone. But that's that.'
'Alpha, I want start making the body adaptable to modifications, which models are viable?'
[Discoving Gene...]
[Analysing Gene...]
[Complete... Host, 2 models are viable for this body.]
'Tell me along the details.'
[1. G-Metamorph Model: Can absorb virus and organic material to enhance gene sequence. Has extended control over body-mass, appearance and utilization. Has high future potential.]
2. Poly-Synthesis Model: Can absorb various unstable energies. Has high initial destructive ability. Has low future potential]
'Then there's no other choice. Alpha, start G-Metamorph model on this body but keep the body consciously functionable.'
[Initiating G-Metamorph model at 50% rate. Estimated Time Remaining: 8 hours 47 minutes]
'This guy's name is Yu-somthing? I'll call myself Alan. The word Alan means powerful, or so that I've heard, not really sure myself, as there weren't many people left alive in my timeline.'
'What is with this boring class...'
Alan relaxed as he couldn't move around much in this state.
Ding..
Class is finally over. He looked over as a few buff guys picked a weak looking glasses guy by the collar and took him out of the class. Everyone pretended they didn't see anything.
Alan picked up his bag and stood up to go 'home'. Everything was uneventful, few buff guys kicking a guy with glasses, the usual stuff.
In the streets, thug looking guys were smoking, one guy was harassing a girl, everyone around pretended not to see, the usual stuff.
My eyes picked up a few needle marks on the girl's arm.
'Is it usual stuff?' Alan felt amused.
Many would feel indignant towards injustice, Alan himself was from a slave farm. Alan had a different outlook on injustice.
'I can save her but why would I?' He looked for a reason, a reason that saving her would be beneficial to himself. He found none, so he moved on.
He stopped by a convenience store to buy a few high-protein chocolate bars. He liked chocolates, but they were unattainable in the apocalypse. The roads were blocked by towering mounds of flesh. The streets were jammed with metal, rust, and rot. Everything was unattainable except for basic sustenance brought forth by his own inventions.
'Here we go, into the home.' Alan knocked on the door as someone opened the door.