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I've never even thought about that.

We really don't know anything.

So, according to Zuru, you took out

four Exterminators at once.

It would really help to have

someone skilled like you around.

Would you consider staying here

for a while to help us hunt?

I'm... looking for humans with...

the Net Terminal Gene.

Net Termi...?

What's that?

All humans had it...

before the contagion.

Before the contagion.

You're talking about a time

when the city belonged to humans.

It's said the Builders

and the Safeguard followed

the humans' orders back then.

Such an ancient legend.

What's that supposed to mean?

The city belonging to humans.

Are you saying that if we had

that Net Terminal Gene thing

we could stop the Safeguard?

Not only that,

we could give orders to the Builders

and make them stop building on their own.

We could stop the expansion of the city.

Whoa.

But there's no way

there's anything like that here.

Well...

I've actually heard of it before.

That Net Terminal thing.

I'd long since forgotten about it...

but hearing him speak of it reminded me.

I know I've heard that phrase before,

a long time ago.

But where?

Right below this village.

A place inside the perimeter,

but we've been told for generations

not to go near it.

You don't mean... the Rotting Shrine?

My Gran always told me never to go near it

because there's a ghost there

scarier than the Safeguard.

Sutezo. Do you really believe that?

Hey, you!

Right below...

the village.

He's planning to go there.

Sutezo, follow him.

- Tell him to wait. I'll show him the way.

- Right.

I'm going, too!

Hurry.

Gran said...

that if you go near the Rotting Shrine,

a stranger interrupts your communications

and their voice can control you

like a puppet.

Quit telling stories.

My own great-grandfather

fell to his death because of that...

according to Gran.

Over there.

- What's that?

- Look!

Net...

terminal...

connection.

I...

Cibo.

Come out.

Is someone there?

I've waited for so long.

It talked.

I've been calling for help all this time,

but no one came.

It was so long, until you came.

I waited for 17 million

526 thousand hours.

What's your name?

Killy.

I'm Cibo.

I'm a scientist.

Nice to meet you, Killy.

So, a scientist

really did survive.

That's a Gravitational

Beam Emitter, right?

Quite an impressive gun.

That's the one technology

that even we couldn't re-create.

Where did you find it?

I don't know about the gun.

There are vestiges of the contagion

in your irises.

You... don't have the Net Terminal Gene.

What sort of stupid thing is that to say?

Of course I don't.

Do you know

any humans who have the Net Terminal Gene?

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