National destiny: Starting with a coffin, building an aircraft carrier is broadcast live globally.

The audience on Earth is still discussing Sita.

[To be honest, there's no way to refute that analogy!]

[Queshi, product iteration—if we evolve our products in the future, won't it be similar?]

[That's right! Those who look human but don't act like humans don't deserve to be called human!]

[Suddenly I feel... Sita not being able to return to Earth doesn't seem so bad? Anyway, going back would just mean hell...]

In the game,

Packaging and decomposition method —

This perfectly resolves the bug where non-disassembled items could not be stored in the system warehouse.

Following the same method, they packed all the Naga items, as well as a bunch of 'mud balls' that Sita had previously made, into the system's warehouse, including those barrels of oil.

"knock off."

After emptying the place, Ren Yi decisively dusted off his hands and turned around first.

Aurora was still half-carrying Sido.

Ivan then helped by using the "packing bag" [the Naga's molted body] to lift Sita's tail.

Sita was still a little dazed, his mind filled with the phrase "product iteration" one moment and Vanessa's beautiful, cold face the next.

"I observed it for a while..."

Klaus quickly caught up with Renyi and, as if giving a project report, said, "Miss Sido's main problem is that her core muscles cannot effectively control the new limbs, which leads to limited mobility."

"Perhaps we could make a partial prosthesis with a built-in gyroscope to maintain balance..."

"..."

Ren Yi, not wanting to relive the lecture, couldn't help but interrupt his idea: "Why not just make a wheelchair?"

"...Using nerve bundle implants to control gait...what?"

"A wheelchair, the kind with two or four wheels," Renyi glanced at him, "and you can even attach spikes to the wheels. It can be used for transportation and to crush monsters. It's simple, efficient, and inexpensive."

Sita, who was being carried, chuckled, then straightened his face:

"My current situation is only temporary! I'll adapt quickly!"

Klaus, now inspired, completely ignored the protests of the person involved and simply continued to extend his arbitrary ideas.

"The wheels are still not suitable for enough terrain; maybe we should add a tracked mode or a spider mode..."

The group quickly crossed the deserted central area amidst jokes and banter.

The sound effects of the battle outside were deafening.

The snake people, who had organized an effective counterattack, had driven the screaming chickens to the edge of the Naga's lair.

However, this made it easier for them to leave without any fuss.

You can also watch a play from a distance while you're there.

"Chirp chirp—!"

"Hiss hiss~"

The crowing of roosters and the hissing of snakes mingled together, as if providing accompaniment to the sounds of claws scratching scales and spears piercing flesh.

"Oh My God......"

Ivan smacked his lips, feeling a bit of pain in his skin. Luckily, when he was attacked by these mutated poultry, they were still Lv3.

He watched as a Naga warrior just chopped down a chicken.

Then another one pounced from behind and started pecking at the back of its head, sending hair and feathers flying everywhere.

"This way!"

Ethan called out and led them onto the path leading into the dense forest.

Their destination was the ship that Sita had modified, with its prow resembling that of Ganesha.

In any of the original plans,

Since the main force of the Naga has gone to their treehouse camp, they should return to the Deep Sea Shadow first. If the Naga chase after them, they can either attack or retreat back into the sea.

but,

Traveling by land makes it easy to bump into Vanessa on her way back.

So Ethan suggested taking a boat abandoned in the swampy river to the volcanic ash beach by water.

"Do you remember where the snake-man captured you?" Klaus asked, somewhat surprised.

"certainly."

Ethan led the way without looking back, occasionally touching some kind of plant on the ground.

"In unfamiliar wilderness jungles, plants and water are the best guides."

[Holy crap, who is this Ethan Drake?]

[The Drake family of Sunset Country are antique collectors, but those in the know understand that their family has been home to generations of mad explorers.]

[Were his parents the couple who went to find some lost city more than ten years ago and then disappeared?]

[That's right, I also found out that his brother went missing a few years ago...]

Ethan parted a fern leaf in front of him, picked up a bit of damp soil, and brought it to his nose to smell it.

"We're almost there."

Klaus looked away in disgust from the drooping vines; the sticky liquid and potential insect eggs on them made him itch all over.

"Hey boss, this kind of high humidity environment is a breeding ground for fungi..."

"rest assured,"

Without looking back, Ethan followed closely behind, saying, "When we get back, I'll have Aurora give you an air-purifying spa treatment and restore you to factory settings."

Klaus remained silent.

But judging from his accelerated pace, he has clearly made "air purification spa" his new driving force.

We walked forward for about ten minutes more.

A murky swamp river appeared before them, and the uniquely designed 'temple' lay there quietly.

For a while, no one took care of it, and the poor boat was covered with vines and moss, almost blending into the surrounding greenery, looking like an abandoned floating shrine.

"That's it." Ethan breathed a sigh of relief.

They quickly stepped forward and began clearing away the plants on the hull.

Klaus and Ivan carefully examined the ship, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

And I glanced at it casually...

hiss--

take another look,

The festive color scheme of bright red and yellow, the colorful flags hanging at the stern, and the bone bells on the gunwale.

...From now on, Sita should just focus on making weapons and such, and whatever you do, don't touch his [Deep Sea Shadow]!

Sita leaned against the tree trunk, his serpentine eyes watching the busy crowd with a blank expression.

Not long ago, she was a blacksmith who could independently create weapons and did everything she could to survive and gain freedom.

But now...

She became a burden who needed to be carried or supported to move.

She does not regret the decision she made.

But the feeling of being unable to help her friends at this moment was more painful than her physical discomfort.

The boat was quickly cleaned up.

Klaus jumped onto the deck first and inspected the ship. "It's alright, it just looks... the style is a bit avant-garde, but the main structure is fine."

Ivan and Aurora carried Sedo onto the deck and settled him in.

"Hold on tight!" Ethan untied the rope from the tree roots, picked up the oar, and pushed the boat away from the shore.

However, just as the boat left the shore and slowly drifted towards the center of the river...

A mysterious feeling of being isolated from space enveloped Sita.

She suddenly straightened up from the side of the boat, tilted her head back, and her golden vertical pupils suddenly contracted into thin lines before staring straight at the murky water behind her.

A languid, deep voice, completely unlike her own, rang out from her lips, carrying an ethereal echo:

"She's back..."

"She...is back..."