Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

"Raven, what's the vaccination rate for the Stigmata in Sky City?"

She dialed her companion's communicator and received a reasonably acceptable number—

"The vaccination rate? Around 98%, the remaining 2% are basically unregistered individuals, which are areas that the Sky Dome City Government and our surface-level data statistics departments cannot cover."

"98%...? That's enough."

"What do you mean 'enough' or 'not enough'—Jackal, what are you trying to do now...? The trouble you caused a few days ago is still going on—"

"Right now, the whole of Sky City is talking about a director at our Divine City Pharmaceuticals who bullies little girls, pops their balloons, snatches their lollipops to lick, and steals their ice cream, licks it once, and then throws it on the ground..."

"What kind of nonsense is this? All I did was pop a little kid's balloon! Who knows why they sent an entire division to beat me up! And what's with stealing the popsicle sticks and ice cream? Licking things that others have licked, don't they feel dirty?"

"That depends on what kind of impression you left on them—I don't know if it's the psychological pressure the Honkai disaster has put on these refugees these past few days or what... a few psychopaths and copycats have emerged from among them."

"It's not exactly heinous crime, like murder or arson—it's just that these kids, who don't learn from others but specifically follow your bad example, have done all of those things; and they even imitate your style..."

"Can you imagine a burly man weighing over 150 pounds, with broad shoulders and a thick waist, wearing the same clothes as you... Ugh—"

On the other end of the communication, the black dodo seemed to recall some unpleasant memories and vomited them out over the communication.

"......???"

Meanwhile, after experiencing a wave of confusion, bewilderment, and a brief period of existential doubt, the jackal realized one thing—

Her illustrious reputation had completely vanished in this Sky City—or so Dr. Cleo thought... In Imotek's words, she never had any reputation to begin with.

Your idiotic and foolish behavior is known to everyone, from Destiny to Anti-Entropy and even the World Serpent itself.

"I'm hanging up. I want to be alone..."

--

Imotek, who was playing cards with Delta and a few others, looked at the faces of the people in front of him covered with sticky notes and revealed a victor's smile on his clean face.

"Attacked by jackals?"

Imotek glanced at Ciora, who had slipped out to answer a phone call—the black dodo wasn't doing much better, with several notes stuck to her face.

Moreover, it's unclear whether the white, fiery cat next to her clashes with her attributes. Kiana even asked the class monitor to specially make a talisman and stick it on her forehead. Now, she looks no different from a zombie in Chinese folklore.

"Don't even mention it. I don't know what got into him, but he suddenly asked me about the vaccination rate in Sky Dome City... and he even reminded me of those weird jackal copycats..."

"Forget about those eyesores... Also, ask about the vaccination rate of Shencheng Pharmaceuticals' vaccines in Tianqiong City..."

Imotek seemed to have thought of something, and lowered his head to think for a moment...

"What's wrong, my little darling? Have you thought of something?"

Raven tugged at the yellow talisman from its head and tossed it into the wastebasket. It watched the shopkeeper beside it, waiting for her reply...

"Um...."

"Our most unpopular employee of the year in World Snake, the number one employee whom everyone hates... the clueless, stupid wolf—Ms. Cleo the Jackal, is about to start her big plan in order to salvage her reputation and prestige in World Snake and avoid being kicked out of the organization or reduced to a low-level worker."

"She has another plan???"

Ciora and Night Owl, who seemed to be having an intimate conversation with someone, shuddered as if they had PTSD, and looked at Imotek in front of them to offer their suggestions:

"My dear little ancestor, my respected little boss... how about we send Jackal to the police station for another seven days or half a month???"

"...Is it really necessary???"

Imotek gave a strange look to Siola and Night Owl, whose faces were etched with disgust.

“Brownie can answer that question—the bar patrons have been joking with Mr. Night Owl about Siola’s mother’s official job: Shencheng Pharmaceuticals’ overseas consultant in Sky City…”

"Hmm... the guests are all discussing what reason the young lady with the doctorate who popped the balloons and got invited for tea will be next time. It's all sorts of things, from stealing lollipops to stealing ice cream, even trying to scam pocket money from kids..."

Night Owl rubbed his forehead and shook his head helplessly...

"Is it alright...? Well then—"

"Raven, I have a plan...."

"Shut up! You're still saying 'I have a plan'???"

As if provoked, Ciora jumped up and glared at Imotek, who was secretly whispering in her ear.

"Ahem, anyway, we don't have a plan. No matter what trick that idiot Jackal is going to pull this time, we'll just release the white Burning Cat."

"I have General White Cat, who can slay the enemy general, the jackal!"

In a corner to the side, Kiana, facing off against Stan, alertly pricked up her cat ears...

"My dear Kiana, I have a plan—"

The knight princess immediately sensed something was wrong and shuddered.

Chapter 232 Hitting people needs to be done with rhythm.

"Let's talk this out! Stop with that flippant attitude!"

Kiana glared at Imotek, who had a mischievous look on her face, and waited for her to reveal her plan.

Meanwhile, Stan the big cat, who had been confronting Miss Knight for a long time, also found an opportunity. He leaped up and jumped onto the head of the white cat, Burning Cat, as if he had found a heater for himself. He lay down on it, comfortably yawned, and stopped moving.

"You seem to be quite popular with cats. This Siamese cat won't even let me hold it anymore... It's practically a three-times-servant cat now..."

Imotek glanced at the cat on Kiana's head with displeasure, and tried to reach out to pet it, but was immediately swatted away by Stan's cat tail when he became alert...

"It's already autumn... Imotek, don't you consider how much lower your body temperature is than normal??? Of course, a cat would love a little heater like me—"

Kiana stood smugly with her hands on her hips, watching Imotek get the short end of the stick from the cat, while Stan, who was perched on her head, nodded in agreement.

"Hmph—you stinky cat, it's summer now, so don't get on me..."

After glaring at Stan, who was temporarily acting as Kiana's lapdog, Miss Imotek remembered her business—

"Hmm, the comedic protagonist of this stage play is about to appear... Ah—the ignorant moth flies into the flame and is eventually turned to ashes."

"I can hit people again?! That's my specialty, I guarantee every punch will land; should I go and punch that crazy scientist woman right now?"

Kiana, sensing Imotek's unspoken message, began to get excited.

Recently, as the aftermath of the Great Collapse has gradually subsided, the world no longer needs her running around like a fire brigade; Kiana, suddenly idle, feels a certain unease - specifically, she has a very urgent desire to do something that can bring Xiao Rong to the other side's Didi Daren job.

"No need to rush, Kiana. The protagonist of this comedy hasn't even appeared yet, so why should we, as supporting characters, hurry onto the stage?"

"Huh? It's not that it's impossible. In the class monitor's words, it's about taking precautions."

Kiana, hands on her hips, explained confidently...

"Project Stigmata is nearing its end—and you are one of the few remaining obstacles on the way... so she will definitely eliminate the biggest hurdle in the plan—"

"That is, you, Kiana Kaslana; the Second Herrscher of this era... She has come to regard some of the things you did in the past as the biggest obstacle."

"While she is indeed a fairly reliable person when she's working diligently... well, let me tell you a joke—"

"The distillery and its traitors..."

The people nearby all smiled mockingly at Imotek's words.

When everyone else is a double agent... then they are no longer double agents, and the only person who originally wanted to do something worthwhile will now become the only double agent in the organization.

"She'll likely ask Raven and Night Owl for help in dealing with Kiana. The Honkai energy storage containers that Kiana absorbed like milkshakes during the previous operation will definitely alert Jackal—"

"But knowing that guy's personality, he wouldn't ask me to help him personally..."

"Hmph, so stubborn and suffering for it... But it's all for the best—"

"Otherwise, it would be difficult to act—this personality is actually quite suitable for being taken advantage of..."

Imotek nodded in satisfaction, as if he had found some great traitor.

"Jackal, she'll definitely send Raven and Night Owl to cause trouble for Kiana with the Honkai Energy Neutralizing Mist—"

"When the time comes, you can just throw this thing in any corner and consider it used, or you can leave it there... Then bring in Kiana, who's pretending to be unconscious, and give her to the jackals."

"As for the rest... I'm sure everyone here is a smart person..."

"—You know what I mean, right?"

Imotek, sitting at the highest seat, rested his hands on the table in the classic pose of Commander Ikari, looking at the crowd in front of him.

"What discount do you want me to give her?"

Kiana gave a mischievous, eager smile, while Raven and Night Owl exchanged knowing looks.

"As long as he's not dead—you can give me any discount you want."

"Hey, why not just kill him outright?"

The knight princess's tone carried a hint of disappointment.

"Hmm... she does have her uses; and if you kill her, who will perform comedy for us, World Snake...?"

"A gray snake? Well, that's not impossible... Two individuals could even perform a comedy routine together..."

Imotek stroked his chin, considering the possibility of having some cybernetic mechanical snake perform comedy for him.

"Forget it, having that same old, unchanging tone to tell us stand-up comedy... we probably won't be able to sleep at night, it's too much of a torture."

After a slight twitch of his lips, Imotek ultimately abandoned the idea.

"So, in your eyes... that Miss Jackal is already someone who's in charge of telling jokes?"

Kiana's eye twitched as she looked at the group who were deep in thought—

Then, unsurprisingly, he gained the approval of the raven and the owl:

"That's right, anyway, she's old enough to pop little kids' balloons... Miss Kiana, how much more admirable do you think she is in our eyes...?"

The owl shrugged matter-of-factly, indicating that the other was still too naive, while the raven unhesitatingly dragged the gray snake, who was no longer present, into the mix—

"This wasn't just my idea—not long after we brought Jackal back from the station, Gray Snake contacted me privately..."

"She said to stay out of Jackal's plans and affairs in the future, lest she infect and assimilate you..."

Listening to the duo's explanation, Kiana fell into deep thought...

"To manage relationships with colleagues like this... this lady's interpersonal skills are truly lacking..."

...

"Speaking of which, wasn't this guy chatting with his girlfriend the whole time? She seems to be a Valkyrie from Destiny?"