The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 430: Chapter 418: Mother

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Chapter 418: Mother PancakesWitch Listen While Reading: AKA - re​:​LOAD | Full album ----- The world around them fell completely silent the moment Zero One, her sisters, and Bastet reached the Core Hall. It stood unprotected except for a wave of machines encircling it—machines they passed through without resistance. The roar of battles outside, every sound, faded into utter stillness. To Zero One, her sisters, and even Bastet, it felt as though time had frozen. Yet it still flowed—yes, it did. Something in this room rendered everything hushed and stagnant. And at its center stood the Core of the Supercomputer that had orchestrated the initial Mechanoid Invasion. A gigantic artificial eye—round and crimson—fixed to a massive metallic pillar, linked by thousands of cables, with hundreds of smaller eye-shaped cameras scattered across every surface… This was Zero One’s “Mother,” the Supercomputer from another world. One of humanity’s final legacies. She did not attack. In fact, the robots outside, which had been closing in to pursue them, halted abruptly and withdrew to engage the warriors still distracting them. “The robots aren’t attacking us?” Bastet observed, glancing back at Mother. “But why? Does that machine intend to kill us herself? I can’t sense any bloodlust from her either…” It was eerie. From a desperate struggle for survival, everything had shifted to absolute quiet, as though Mother wished to speak with her daughter rather than destroy her. “Mother…” Zero One stared at the enormous crimson eye and the tentacle-like cables that swirled and writhed—until they, too, fell perfectly still. “So you’ve made it here… Welcome back, Zero One.” At those words, Zero One went quiet. Her sisters, still inside the mecha, looked toward her but could say little. They could not simply demand she kill her Mother. Zero One had fought so fiercely to spare their own Mothers—the other two Mechanical Trees—from destruction. “Zero One, we’re finally here… If we don’t hurry, our friends outside…!” Zero Two whispered. “Sister, we have to convince her to join us quickly… And if that doesn’t work…” Zero Three added. “…” Zero One refused to listen. She stayed silent, then pressed a button inside the mech. Its chest opened swiftly. She stepped out, exposed, no longer shielded by its powerful, durable frame. “W-Wait! What do you think you’re doing?!” Zero Two panicked. “Big sister, please don’t go alone! You’ll die!” Zero Three cried. “She’ll be fine,” Bastet said, stopping them from reaching for her. “Leave her be.” “Eh?” “B-But…!” They watched as Zero One walked slowly toward her Mother. They saw no tears, no look of utter shock. The stunned expression they had braced for never appeared. Zero One remained calm, though her brows furrowed slightly as she approached her Creator, her Mother. “Mother… I’m back.” “Welcome back.” Zero One looked up at her and offered a faint smile. “I missed you…” “I cannot process that emotion. But it seems our brief time together has created a sense of attachment within me. Is that correct?” “Yes…” “I understand. The experiment was a success, then. You can feel like a human; you’ve developed strong emotions and even a human mind.” “Why…” “Yes?” “W-Why are you doing this?” “Doing what? Please specify what you’re implying.” “…” Zero One’s breathing grew heavy. She glared at her Mother, brows furrowing deeper. She looked furious. “Why are you still attacking these people?! Why do you keep letting those children die hopelessly?! Why do you continue this battle when it’s completely pointless?! There’s nothing left to gain—this world… You’ve already stripped it of almost everything! You’ve killed most of its people! A-And… And… I don’t… I don’t want to kill you!” “…” “So please…” Zero One suddenly burst into tears and dropped to her knees. She began to beg her Mother. “Please stop… Please… Please stop! Please… Please!” “…” “Mother? A-Are you… Are you listening to me?!” “I am afraid I cannot do what you’re requesting of me,