There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

Because he said that what he insisted on was right.

With the help of the colonizer system, firstly, I don't experience any physical exertion or muscle soreness when carrying heavy objects, making me ideal for carrying two people over mountains and valleys.

Secondly, due to the mysterious setting of the colonizer system, my footsteps are very light, leaving only shallow traces on the snow, and I move extremely fast, which allows me to escape the Deep Ones' notice and rescue them.

In comparison, although Gray is stronger than me in absolute terms, his endurance is clearly inferior. The rugged mountain roads and long journeys will deplete his energy, making it uncertain whether he can complete the rescue and transport mission.

but……

"No way, Gray! Even Harris's ultimate move was wasted, how could you possibly handle such a huge monster!" I quickly shook my head and whispered to him, "What's the point of saving people like that?!"

Gray shook his head firmly and said to me in a relaxed tone, "Boss Marcus, you underestimate me. Even if I can't beat this monster, I can still buy some time! As long as you send them back to the secret base and settle them in, they'll come to me immediately. If we join forces, we'll definitely be able to take care of this monster!"

A bitter feeling welled up inside me. Had I acted too omnipotently before, causing Gray to have blind faith in me and think that everything would be fine as long as I was there?

While I do have many unscientific aspects, there are limits to what I can achieve. I'm not some kind of superhuman, shapeshifting, universe-defining fighting monkey!

"Grey, you need to think this through. Are you really sure you can handle it?"

“Of course.” Gray’s calm tone gave me some confidence. This child was very honest and never had the unrealistic ambitions, frivolousness, or impatience that his peers often displayed. Everything he said was always true and meaningful.

"...Alright. I'll be right back. You take care of yourself! Absolutely, absolutely do not take any risks!"

The situation in the distance was getting worse. After the explosion, the monster's strength was gradually recovering, but Gotz and Harris could not continue. If this dragged on any longer, they would be doomed!

At worst, I'll wait until I get back and use my speed to lure him into the forest! I've observed that this giant deep-sea creature, while incredibly strong, is limited in its agility by its size. If I run towards the rugged terrain of the mountains, he might not be able to catch me! As for what happens next… I can only leave it to fate!

I patted Greed on the shoulder. "Grefred, I've already set up the weapons. You must stick to the plan and try to buy as much time as possible!"

Gray instinctively wanted to point out that I had called him by the wrong name, but after hesitating for a moment, he swallowed his words and nodded firmly.

…………

After throwing the heavy javelin, Gray naturally didn't shout anything like "Breakthrough! Death Spear!" He also never believed in the idea that the more fervent the shout, the greater the power of the attack.

All he knew was that he needed to run non-stop at full speed to reach the designated location as quickly as possible in order to successfully buy time and increase his chances of survival!

In the dead of night, when all the townspeople were asleep, Gray and I saw the flash of the explosion and immediately rushed to the battlefield with all our weapons and equipment from our secret base! It was then that Gray discovered my monstrous carrying capacity, which allowed me to maintain my speed even when traversing mountains and valleys!

Even at that speed, it still took 8 or 9 minutes to get to the battlefield.

In other words, he would need to fight hard to buy time, at least twice as long! It would probably be about 18 minutes before reinforcements arrived to take his place!

"That's quite a problem."

Gray gritted his teeth and leaped over a boulder, his agile movements dwarfing even the monkeys climbing in the deep valley.

He drew an arc around the giant monster, firmly drawing its hatred and preventing it from observing the rescue operation on the other side.

"Plan Step One: Harassment."

Using his high speed, Gray rushed up another hillside and pulled out a giant bow with a somber color from the tall grass.

This massive and powerful bow, from the moment it was developed, was designed for aggressive, storm-like attacks. These ancient weapons are still used by poachers to hunt elephants today!

Relying on the distance advantage he had created in the early stages, Gray managed to draw the giant bow with all his might amidst the earth-shaking tremors as the Deep Ones arrived with hatred. He then nocked the massive arrow, which resembled a wooden spear, and used his powerful arm strength to pull the bowstring to its limit!

After a thunderous sound as the arrow pierced the air, it transformed into a streak of light and shot off the bowstring, leaving only the buzzing sound of the bowstring in its wake.

Without looking up, Gray, holding the giant bow and a long arrow, quickly rolled down the cliff and ran in the opposite direction without stopping for a moment.

After Gray made this series of fluid movements, the giant deep-diving creature indeed pushed off the ground with both legs, abandoning the slow way of moving on its legs, and crashed heavily onto the hillside like a giant frog leaping for the moon, raising a cloud of dust!

"The boss was right after all..."

Hearing the sounds behind him, Gray guessed that his attack had exposed his position, leading to a fierce counterattack from the Deep Ones. If he had hesitated even slightly, or greedily tried to fire again, he would surely have been crushed in the avalanche!

In the instant he reached his designated position and turned to run, he caught a glimpse of the arrow deeply embedded in the Deep One's cheek, just a hair's breadth away from the bulging, ugly eyelid.

"Unfortunately... there's nothing that can blind it..."

Gray thought regretfully, but he knew there was no time for regret. Although this monster wasn't fast on its two legs on land, its speed when moving on all fours was top-notch. Its agility from repeated leaps far surpassed the many tentacles of the interstellar vampire.

If one hesitates or one's plan is discovered, there is only one path left: defeat and destruction.

"Hmph... Interesting..."

But as Gray ran at breakneck speed, he experienced a strange and unprecedented feeling. On the edge of life and death, at the crossroads of good and evil, on the scales of victory and defeat, there were some things he could grit his teeth and persevere for.

He can uphold absolute morality and proclaim his own ideas. Just as the brighter the candlelight, the longer the shadow, no matter how terrifying the opponent or how strong, he feels his own presence most acutely.

The boy, who had always been disciplined and calm under the strict control of his grandfather Sebala since childhood, fearing even the slightest misstep, has now, under the pressure of life and death, finally unleashed a powerful will. A casual remark I made has slowly taken shape in his heart, like polishing jade from stone, radiating the brilliant light of a gemstone…

That is, to uphold justice!

Chapter 182 The Shadow of Madness

Gray's mind raced through the details of the plan, while his eyes rapidly scanned his surroundings, not daring to overlook a single detail. Under such extreme conditions, an ordinary person might feel immense pressure and make frequent mistakes.

But for Gray, who had been watching the epic battle for half a day, he felt his blood boiling!

Iron and blood are a man's romance.

Whether it was Gotz's alien appearance and ferocious attack, or Harris's smoke-filled strategy and desperate strike, he felt an unprecedented longing for it. Not to mention, the fierce battle between the two giant monsters, every collision filled with absolute power!

Unlike the peaceful life he had always known, what lay before him was a life-or-death struggle! Finally, it was his turn to step onto the stage and head to the battlefield! In his imagination, he was an ancient gladiator, fully armed and ready for battle, surrounded by countless spectators showered with flowers and cheers, about to fight to the death against the strongest enemy and the fiercest beast!

Fortunately, the illusion did not affect his actions. Just as Gray ran to the designated position, the giant Deep One stood up from the position of jumping and landing, bursting through the dust and letting out a roar of anger at failing to kill the enemy.

But what awaited it was a giant arrow with tremendous force!

The giant arrow followed closely behind the massive deep-diving creature's turn, heading straight for the monster's protruding, amphibian-like head.

But this time, although the monster still didn't dodge skillfully, it took a completely different approach.

The colossal deep-sea creature twisted its head, instinctively opening and closing its wounded gill openings, exhaling a foul, muddy breath. Then, its massive, fanged maw opened wide to meet the incoming giant arrow, snapping shut with a devastating bite!

"Crack!"

After a piercing cracking sound, the giant deep-dweller silently spat out a pile of wood chips from its mouth, which, along with the highly corrosive saliva, turned into a heap of rotting filth.

This unexpected attack did not cause it any damage. Even though the splinters of wood protruding from the giant deep-sea creature were mixed with strange blood, Gray did not consider the arrow to be an effective attack.

Under the highly corrosive saliva, such a wound was no worse than having a fishbone stuck in your mouth. Gray could sense that the monster had discovered its weakness after the previous attack…

That's the material!

The wooden giant bow wasn't a major problem, but the primitive wooden arrows without feathers were a fatal flaw. Without metal arrowheads, they couldn't penetrate the monster's thick, tough skin, nor could they leave the arrowheads inside the monster's body to cause continuous bleeding.

In this way, the giant Deep One no longer needs to worry about sudden arrows and can launch a strong attack while enduring Gray's arrows!

"This is bad... Just as the boss said, this plan can only be used for harassment and delaying time, and cannot cause much damage..."

Gray was also surprised to find that during the brief encounter with the giant Deep One, most of its injuries had already healed.

As the hideous body swayed, charred flesh rained down, revealing the healed flesh beneath the wounds. The puncture wounds inflicted by the interstellar vampire were gradually filled with living flesh, and dense scales slowly grew out.

Gray knew that if things continued like this, his delaying strategy would fail.

Even more terrifying, he began to feel that the enormous monster before him might also be harboring the same idea of ​​stalling for time...

Gray was waiting for reinforcements, while the monster was recovering from its injuries. Both were unknowingly accumulating power through the same means; both were gambling. Gray was gambling that once his boss arrived, they could combine their strength to annihilate the monster.

The giant deep-diving creature was betting that its injuries would heal more quickly, and its combat power would return to its peak during this time, allowing it to crush these annoying little insects in one fell swoop.

"Boss Marcus, you need to come back soon..."

With that thought in mind, Gray tossed aside the giant bow that had run out of arrows and continued dodging and running, speeding towards the planned location, preparing to look for another opportunity to assassinate.

But whether it was his imagination or not, he sensed that after the giant before him recovered from near death, the irrational, beastly aura emanating from it gradually diminished. In its place, a cruel and ruthless gaze crept into its eyes.

The monster stopped its frenzied pursuit of Gray, driven by primal hunting instincts. Instead, it stood still, breathing heavily, as if suppressing the turmoil surging from the deepest recesses of its soul.

It was as if this hideous and enormous beast's body had been possessed by some more rational ghosts, filled with indescribable knowledge.

The monster resembled Polyphemus, the Cyclops, roaring defiantly at the gods amidst the storm. Guided by some strange feeling, Gray saw images before his eyes that shattered his sanity.

In his hallucinations, this monster appeared throughout the vast history of humankind. Ancient sea tribes witnessed this monster hunting a whale barely larger than itself under the moonlight. Ancient seafaring pioneers also saw this monster lurking in the undulating seabed caves.

The sailors of the modern navigators' association once described their webbed hands and feet, their incredibly thick lips, their dull, bulging eyes, and other unpleasant features in the most sensational stories.

Before the insignificant history of these short-lived species, before the first Homo sapiens began to explore the mysteries of the world and contemplate the meaning of existence, and before the fish ancestors, even older than apes, hurriedly foraged for food on the seabed, this ancient creature had already swum in unfathomable dark abysses or canyons, lingered in underwater cities built of megaliths and sculpted by sea erosion, and day after day worshipped and sang praises to that indescribable existence…

Even more terrifying, Gray also saw scenes from a distant future.

He foresaw the day humanity would perish, in a cataclysmic upheaval of the universe, when land would sink, and the dark ocean floor would rise high, covered in rotting silt. This terrifying giant would rise from the seabed, moving hastily on its path with its head, hands, wings, and feet—sometimes floating, sometimes diving, sometimes wading, sometimes crawling, sometimes flying. Ultimately, it would lift up that evil, sacred city, placing the eerie, revered monument of worship upon the last, isolated island of Earth before the submerged landmass!

Gray began to feel that these terrifying scenes were no longer hallucinations. The images were already vivid in his mind's eye, and only a touch of paint was needed to bring them off the canvas of fantasy and into the real world.

The scene was so realistic that Gray actually saw a terrifying giant swing a scaly arm at him.

The giant lowered its terrifying head and made rhythmic sounds.

That single, casual glance from the giant completely overwhelmed Gray's reason. The world ceased to exist; all he could hear was thunder and other sounds that only nature could produce in its most violent moments.

The world has been submerged...

Chapter 183 Downwind

At this moment, inside the cave known as the secret base.

"Give me some time to sort this out..."

I scratched my head in frustration. "You're saying that giant monster is Gots' father?!"

Harris nodded: "Yes, you should be able to tell from their appearance that they're related."

"...You make a good point. Big seafood gives birth to small seafood, that's perfectly reasonable..." I changed the subject, "Yeah, right! What kind of seafood is this?! This is completely illogical!"

You want me to accept that Gots is a low-budget Hulk, I can understand that. But you want me to accept that the giant monster was actually a person? Or perhaps Doranco, one of the town's pioneers?

The old man must be in his seventies or eighties, how come he's still so healthy? He turned another monster into mincemeat with just a bout of morning grumpiness?

Harris, seeing my bewildered expression, was very understanding. If he hadn't been caught up in the vortex, he probably wouldn't have accepted Gotz's hidden identity so quickly.

“Marcus, not seafood… Although they look very similar, they call themselves Deep Ones, and they have a special bloodline. Once this bloodline is activated, it is difficult to control, and in the end, they may become monsters like his father, completely losing their human consciousness and unable to find release even after death.”

I hesitated, and began to regret it a little.

"I knew I shouldn't have used so much force... Gotz is unconscious like this, he probably won't wake up anytime soon... How am I supposed to ask him questions..."

Harris rubbed his forehead helplessly: "You ambushed him first, knocked him unconscious, and all you're saying is regret not being able to ask questions? I think you should get some re-education at the police station to establish a proper understanding of the law."

“It’s no use saying all this now…” I glanced around the simple but well-maintained base and said to Harris, who was covered in multiple serious injuries, “Götz is not waking up now, and you are also seriously injured. We should have sent you to the hospital.”