Incredible Physical Examination
In front of the shelter's back gate.
[Attention, selected external experience participants. This outing is not a picnic. Please maintain the mindset to follow control instructions at all times.]
Rose's announcement echoed out.
However, the women waiting in front of the back gate with excited faces weren't really listening. It was information they had already familiarized themselves with dozens of times and even taken a test on.
Rose had just recited the exact text from a short-answer question on that test. Only those who wrote the answer as close to the original text as possible were selected for this experience roster.
[Under no circumstances are you to cross into the restricted area. Any individual doing so will be immediately evicted and receive penalty points.]
As Rose's announcement ended, the back gate opened.
"Ohh..."
"Finally!"
Compared to the main gate, it was quite lacking, but to the residents, it still carried a tremendous sense of impact.
At the same time, the scent of the outside air rushed in. The unique smell of cave rocks mixed with the scent of the sea stimulated their noses, and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks could be heard.
The outside!
For the first time since entering the shelter, they were stepping outdoors.
Following the instructions, twenty women crossed the threshold of the back gate and stepped onto the cave floor. In the past, they had entered terrified and weeping, but now they were leaving relaxed and in a mood to enjoy themselves.
About 30% of the back gate cave consists of a rocky floor, while the remaining 70% drops off suddenly, filled with deep seawater. Thanks to this, it was the perfect place to enjoy a swim. Until now, it had been Seo Jin-soo's private leisure spot, but today it was revealed to the public for the first time.
[Well then, please have a good time.]
The moment permission was granted, the women cheered and broke into a run. As they ran, they kicked their sandals against the cave walls as if playing shoe-tossing games, and carelessly stripped off the clothes they were wearing.
"Kyaa!"
They let out joyful screams at the cold touch of the cave floor transmitted through their bare feet and the sea breeze gradually brushing against them.
Splash!
A woman who used to be a short-distance track athlete was the first to dive into the water. She had ended up in the clink after the media caught wind of her subjecting her juniors to the toxic hazing culture typical of the sports world. In truth, other seniors had committed the severe acts of physical abuse, but she was forced to take the fall for it, half-willingly and half-coerced.
It had felt incredibly unfair at the time, but as a result, it had saved her life. Truly, a blessing in disguise.
Splash! Splash!
Following her, naked women dove in one after another. Thanks to proper manual labor and a diet almost completely devoid of high-fructose corn syrup, they all had slender figures.
Seeing a colorful array of behinds leaping from the edge of the cave floor and plunging into the seawater was a spectacular sight. It was still winter, but the weather had warmed up, and since it was the West Sea, there was no problem going for a swim.
Near the cave entrance, a net made of transparent material blocked the area from the floor up to 1 meter above sea level. It meant they shouldn't cross beyond that point.
At that same time, another twenty residents had taken the helicopter sortie elevator up to the top floor of the shelter, stepping out onto the outdoor rooftop. They had chosen the sunlight over the seawater.
"Hoo-eup! Haaa!"
Without anyone telling them to, everyone took deep breaths. Like a private smoking their first cigarette in five weeks after leaving boot camp, they packed the air deep down into their lungs.
The wind blowing from the sea passed through the trees and bushes planted all around before entering their noses. The faint hint of salt and the fresh smell of grass.
The artificial breeze you could feel in the shelter's park wasn't bad, but the wind provided by nature definitely felt special.
'Do you want additional surveillance information?'
Rose transmitted the message.
'No. You don't need to report anymore. I'm sure they'll take care of themselves.'
'Understood. I will only report the infection measurement data upon their return.'
I felt Rose's presence fade from my brain implant.
Recently, the robot exploration team had acquired a device from an abandoned research facility outside that measures latent infections in real-time. It was a technology developed by the South Korean government before the war. Despite being only slightly larger than a breathalyzer, it was an incredible tool capable of detecting even the faintest infection reaction within 3 seconds.
According to the records, it was the result of grinding through 300 unmanifested carriers and double that number of normal humans as test subjects.
[Because in science, sometimes several mediocre minds with paralyzed humanity achieve greater results than a single genius.]
Though Artemis was being sarcastic, even she had to admit the usefulness of this invention. It meant there was no longer a need to go through complex quarantine procedures when personnel returned from the outside.
Because of this, an experimental opening was conducted, limited to just two locations: the back gate and the rooftop. Of course, it also helped that the infections in the shelter's vicinity had been completely eradicated through constant subjugation operations.
Even now, the robot exploration team and drones are constantly coming and going to collect external resources and technology. Complete isolation is a thing of the past, so we needed to get used to the influx of the external environment. Sending the residents out briefly as a picnic reward was a pretty good experiment.
[The operation check status is smooth.]
My thoughts were interrupted by Artemis's voice.
We were in the android maintenance facility located in the upper sector. The androids, which had been dormant for a long time and had suddenly initiated activity all at once, required a comprehensive inspection. This isn't something that can be done immediately upon waking them; a 100% accurate inspection is only possible after letting them operate for a bit.
The androids, who had been spread out across the upper sector doing their own activities, were now gathered here receiving their comprehensive checks. The sight was similar to middle or high schoolers gathering in a school gym for a physical examination.
If there was a difference, it was that every single one of them was a slender, beautiful woman.
In one corner of the spacious area, vision tests were underway.
"Next sister, please come forward."
An android wearing a nurse's outfit spoke. She was wearing a cute, round white hat with a red cross drawn on it.
"Sister?"
[It's not an expression I installed. It's probably just that child's personality.]
I watched with a sour expression.
"Then that outfit too?"
[Yep. That child wanted to wear it herself. Pretty cute, right?]
I nodded.
It couldn't help but be cute, as it had a much flashier design than a standard nurse's uniform. That wasn't something a real nurse would wear; it was a cosplay costume. It had been an optional item in the android storage warehouse.
The woman at the front of the line at the vision testing station closed her left eye. Because she possessed perfect muscle control, there was no grimacing, no trembling, and no need for a spoon to cover her eye. A single eyelid just smoothly slid down.
"We will begin."
The nurse android pointed at the vision test chart with a pointer.
"5."
This time she pointed below it.
"C."
This time to the right.
"3."
For reference, the test chart was much smaller than ones used for humans. After about 10 seconds, the test was over. That android was declared to have 9.0 vision.
"Hah!"
Watching that little skit, a hollow laugh escaped me.
"Is this really necessary? It's not like we're playing a joke."
Androids don't need to be tested the human way. There are much faster and simpler methods.
[There's no reason not to, either. Look at those children's faces.]
Most had neat, neutral expressions, but some bore faint smiles. Among them, some individuals were whispering to the android in front of or behind them.
[To us, it's just a trivial physical measurement, but not to those children. Everything is new, and everything is meaningful. Going forward, we can do efficient measurements like you said, but let's just do it this way this once. Like humans do.]
"..."
I couldn't reply to Artemis's warm words.
It wasn't because I empathized with her words, or because my sympathy for the androids was stimulated. It was because I was completely captivated by the sight unfolding at the physical ability testing station next to the vision tests.
Over there, repetitive side-step measurements were taking place.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sound of bare feet kicking off the ground rang out loudly.
Bounce! Bounce! Bounce!
The sight of breasts bouncing wildly in every direction sucked my gaze in like a black hole. She was completely naked.
And it wasn't just her.
Every single android in this maintenance facility, including the ones at the previous vision testing station, was undergoing their physical examination completely nude.
[Hey! Mr. Engineer? Are you listening to me?]
Artemis said, sounding exasperated.
Normally, physical examinations are naturally done wearing shoes and clothes. Anyone raising an objection to that would be the weirdo.
But what if they're androids?
"How could you come up with such an idea? Artemis, you're a genius!"
I sent her genuine, awestruck praise.
During the vision test, they just stood at attention so I didn't feel much, but moving on to the other measurements, the thrill was no joke.
[Well, clothing gets in the way of scanning, weight measurement, exterior measurement, and physical ability measurement. Always taking common sense as the default value isn't efficient.]
She gloated at the unexpected compliment.
It's true that wearing clothes causes a slight margin of error in weight checks. Similarly, shoes can cause discrepancies in physical ability tests. In human physical exams, individual privacy and shame are far more important issues than these errors, so they proceed fully clothed.
But androids have no need for that!
The next batter up was an android with small breasts. When she started the repeated side steps, the breast physics began, and the jiggling was truly subtle.
Step! Step! Step!
There was a feeling of intense shaking, but the movement wasn't large. It suddenly felt like Earth's gravity had multiplied by five. But watching it, I was moved.
The next batter was well-endowed.
Bounce! Bounce! Bounce!
Earth's gravity returned to normal.
Nod.
With my arms crossed, I nodded my head with a highly satisfied expression.
Like that, Artemis and I walked clockwise around the maintenance facility, spectating the various measurement scenes.
In the physical flexibility measurement, there was quite a bit of variance.
"Heut."
An android made a sound resembling a moan for the first time.
Sitting down, extending her legs straight out, and bending her upper body to touch her toes with her fingers. There were just as many individuals failing as there were succeeding. As some of the less flexible androids squeezed and stretched their hands out, faint moans could be heard from here and there.
"You can do it!"
I squatted next to one of the androids, clenched both fists, and cheered her on. She was struggling with all her might. Her trembling fingers were just a short distance away from her tightly curled feet.
[What are you doing?]
"Cheering."
[I wasn't asking that...]
Was it the power of my cheering?
"Hiyap!"
Along with a cute little shout, her hand advanced nearly 4cm and grabbed the tips of her toes.
"Look at this! The power of cheering, I tell you!"
[...]
It seemed Artemis was at a loss for words too.
"Ehehe."
The android smiled at me and drew a V with her fingers. She was short, with black hime-cut hair and a cute, childish face. After patting her head, I moved to the next location.
The grip strength corner.
Squeeze.
The androids gripping the hand dynamometers in different postures. As they put their strength into it, I could see the artificial muscles connecting their arms, shoulders, and backs distinctly rising. Flawless skin, and the sight of meticulously embroidered muscles flexing was beautiful.
"50kg!"
"55kg!"
"52kg!"
Most of the androids were demonstrating strength surpassing that of an adult male. That's a given. The essence of these girls is sex androids. They need strong physical force to provide various kinds of services.
The sit-up corner.
Just like when humans do it, two androids worked together. With one sitting cross-legged holding down her partner's feet and calves, the partner commenced the sit-ups.
Toes peeking out from underneath all varieties of butt clefts could be seen everywhere.
"This is my first time seeing naked sit-ups."
[Thoughts?]
"I'm glad to be alive."
[...Right, as long as those children and you are all having fun, that's what matters.]
It seemed Artemis didn't care anymore.
Naked sit-ups created a dazzling festival of abdominal muscles.
Sway!
Adding breasts into the mix, too.
When lying on the floor, the nipples floated atop breasts that had spread out like dough. It was like pink buoys drifting alone in a sea of milk.
Flex!
First, power surged into the abdominal muscles, carving deep fissures. It was like a submarine earthquake. That seismic wave affected the lifting upper torso. The previously soft breasts gathered and rose like a wave.
Bounce!
When the upper body fully rose, turbulent waves crashed upon the once calm breasts, and the nipples at the ends hung on and danced like surfers.
It was a marvelous sight.
Next to that, weight measurements were taking place.
"50kg."
"55kg."
"49kg."
Androids of various body types stepped on and off the scale to measure their weight. You might wonder why they need weight checks when they aren't humans who eat, drink, and gain weight, but surprisingly, there are changes.
Their skeletons or internal organs maintain a constant state, but the artificial muscles and skin are different. Damage and structural deformations can occur, which are difficult to accurately grasp with just their built-in sensors. In these cases, a simple yet foolproof method is weighing them.
"98kg."
"Hm?"
I was about to pass by but looked back in surprise.
Standing there was a muscular woman taller than me. Abdominal muscles that looked carved from steel. Broad shoulders. Arms that looked like they could swing a Zweihänder around with one hand.
It was a visual that looked fully capable of skewering a goblin like a kebab and hoisting it into the sky in one go. Her face, too, was sturdy enough to remind one of an Amazonian queen, but her expression was as benevolent and kind as could be.
Beneath that hung ample yet incredibly soft-looking, gentle breasts.
She gathered both hands over her lower belly and modestly stepped down from the scale.
Clang!
The needle on the scale returned to its original position with a loud noise.
Her face dyed with sadness. It seemed she didn't like the burly body she had been given.
"47kg."
As the next android stepped on the scale and the value was measured, the muscular woman's face grew even darker.
[It's a pity, but there are various demands in the world. It wasn't something that child could choose.]
Artemis said.
"I've heard of people struggling with a female identity born in a male body, but this... is a case I couldn't have even imagined."
After passing a few more corners like that and completing a full lap.
[How do you feel? Do you still think it's a joke, or wonder if we really need to do it this way?]
Artemis asked. Her voice was already triumphant. As if my answer was obvious without even hearing it.
I felt bad for the giant muscular woman, but most of the androids approached the measurements neatly or with large and small smiles on their faces. There were also many androids quietly chatting with the lines in front of and behind them.
Standing at attention, with their hands behind their backs, arms crossed, sometimes covering their mouths as they talked. There were many other places to cover before their mouths, but I guess they were fine with it.
After sweeping my gaze over that scene one more time, I praised Artemis with the utmost respect I could muster.