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

"Eniak, what kind of disaster did you just describe them as?"

I bravely peeked out from the crack in the rock, this time with full confidence.

The stone statue Eniak buzzed: "The Creator's classification method... this island even has remnants of the original cataclysmic event..."

When Ada Wong saw me talking to the stone statue, she blinked so hard she almost went blind, clearly unable to believe what she was seeing.

"Are they powerful at this level?"

The stone statue said nonchalantly, "While beasts of this level are difficult to destroy, even a non-combatant like me can easily defeat them..."

Hey, what a coincidence! Actually, my identity on another planet was also that of a civil servant, just a mere stellar observer.

"So what kind of monster can you defeat at most?"

It thought for a moment, "These kinds of physical disasters are actually the easiest to control... As long as we don't encounter that monster that feeds on atomic energy, I should be able to handle it..."

...Can we still find that monster you mentioned? Could you make it come out and sign my autograph? I can give it two nuclear bombs to polish its pen.

Red Kilas, who had been acting independently, suddenly roared to the sky upon hearing the strange changes here. He abandoned his destructive actions and began to walk towards the ruins.

The first to traverse the vast distance was a crimson beam of destruction. Emerging from Red Kilas, it struck a building from afar, causing yet another violent collapse.

In the chaos, Hekiras seized the opportunity to break free from under his feet, crawling out of the stone statue's control with a disheveled appearance, and returned the attack with an equally ferocious howl.

"Your foundation actually possesses such a dangerous thing..."

"Don't be nervous, it's quite easy to talk to. I'll introduce you to Containment Object No. 3, ENIAC, when I have time. It's quite knowledgeable about artillery ballistics, so you should have something in common."

Ada Wong's expression shifted between light and shadow. "But what it said just now wasn't friendly... I still have to remind you, if those two monsters team up, they might be difficult to control."

I know that too. Once the twin monsters hug each other and spin together, they can not only generate a strong rebound force to resist various external attacks, but also amplify the deadly scarlet ray. At that time, the stone statues may not be enough.

As a result, something even more troublesome happened.

I had anticipated that the stone statues could only speak at 0.5x speed, and their movement and reaction speeds were certainly not fast either. Therefore, I deliberately lured the monster to its side before launching my attack.

But what I didn't expect was that the stone statue's movement speed relied entirely on inertia. Slowed down by its solid stone body, it was actually slower than the red and black Kiras whose leg had been broken!

Eniak, you'll definitely have a lot to talk about with Groudon!

A swirling, turbulent column of light appeared out of thin air, generating intense glare and vibrations on the back of the black monster!

Ray gun #113 fired again in a dangerous situation!

Meanwhile, Red Gilas was also forcibly blocked by a force—Zack's white teeth were stained red, and more blood flowed from the dagger stuck in his back, but his eyes were full of vigorous will, and he flew up again to interrupt Red Gilas's actions.

The last remaining forces on the field united once again to fight against the extremely dangerous enemy!

But at this moment, the stone statue, which was the core of the operation, stopped and gazed thoughtfully into the distance, as if it had seen something interesting.

"Eniak, get moving! What are you looking at!" I urged.

The stone statue, however, spoke slowly and deliberately: "I think I see the successor of the Creator you speak of. The power emanating from him is so dazzling, yet he has lost himself..."

“Yes, this guy is in a state of confusion. If his wounds continue to worsen, he’ll die!” I said quickly.

But the stone statue asked slowly, puzzled, "I don't understand... can a wound on the face... lead to a human's death?"

A wound on the face?

Holy crap, you're not talking about Zack, but Kai, whose face I kicked and swollen?!

He has a powerful force!

"Are you nearsighted? Look at the guy fighting again, doesn't he deserve the title of 'powerful' even more?" I kindly suggested.

The stone statue slowly shook its head and finally took a step forward to catch up.

“You don’t understand… The person you’re talking about, though powerful, is only at the level of physical strength. But the person I see is absorbing the radiance of ‘phantom energy,’ and could awaken at any moment… He needs enlightenment…”

So it turns out that Kai's bloodline is so deeply ingrained here that it has such benefits? The "phantom energy" that dissipated in the final event can actually slowly gather and recover through Kai's body?

So, this is where Zac's "Herodian Empire" state began to break through...

"Then hurry up and deal with the monster! I don't care if he transforms into Shining Gatanothor and fights Dark Tiga later!"

The stone statue did not respond.

The stone head, high in the sky, gazed into the distance and suddenly said to me, "A strange encounter... The little fellow who was saved by the Fountain of Truth back then is actually on this island..."

Its gaze seemed to be fixed solely on the beach where Norbert had collapsed.

Chapter 657 Full-Band Blocking Interference

"Eniak, was it him you saved back then?"

Clearly, I guessed that the stone statue referred to Norbert. Did Norbert really possess special mind control abilities because he came into contact with uncontaminated "pure matter"?

The stone statue slowly shook its head up and down, its mocking face remaining unchanged, but its voice revealed a complex meaning.

"A familiar feeling..." It wasn't just the little one; I also sensed the presence of familiar people...

It turned its head in one direction, listening intently into the void, "Even this place feels strangely familiar..."

The stone statue continued speaking, then shook its head as if returning to the past.

I completely don't understand its affectation.

Judging from the instruction manual, this is an absurdly large computer. The stone statues were created around the time of the "great nation's" demise, so how could they possibly be familiar with Kuroshio Island, a place that has been sunk and disappeared for countless years?

"Focus on the battle, opportunities are running out!"

I was the first to signal for battle, piercing the air with a beam of mixed light and beginning my pursuit of Blackgilas.

The battered toad-backed monster was fleeing in panic, its huge feet dragging across the ground, flattening and overturning large patches of soil, creating a cloud of dust. Its back was clearly burned and damaged, and I judged that its goal was to reunite with its twin brother.

Its steps were hurried, but it failed to notice the situation on the other side.

From its perspective, it should be easy to see that the twin monsters' situation is also not good.

Red Kilas was also trying its best to move away from the temporary camp, but various gunpowder weapons exploded around it and sprang up under its feet, unleashing a barrage of light and heavy firepower, like a rain of fire.

But of all the attacks, the most obvious was Zach's frenzied offensive.

He leaped into the air and ran vertically across the monster's surface as if walking on flat ground. With each punch and palm strike, he left deep wounds on the monster's body, and foul blood gushed out instantly—Zack was burning his own life to destroy the enemy before him.

Despite its best efforts to harass him, the stone statue finally caught up with Blackgilas at a slow pace, emitting an earthquake-like buzzing sound that was more powerful than ever before.

I put down the ray gun, which was now burning hot again, and thought to myself how lucky it was that it didn't explode this time.

The slowly gathering stone statue slammed its feet into the ground once more, its giant hands like iron chains controlling the fleeing monster. Blackgilas sensed something was wrong and abruptly turned its head, intending to unleash a crimson ray from its severed horn, but the massive stone fist beat it to it, striking Blackgilas once more.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment. Both the attacking stone statue and the beaten Blackgilas stood motionless in place. Every frame of the scene seemed to say: This is a battle between Super Types. You Real Types should mind your own business.

After a few breaths' pause, the howling and buzzing resumed. Hekiras collapsed to the ground, rolling and struggling, blood gushing from his crocodile-like protruding snout, and he could no longer control himself.

But Hekilas was still wriggling, struggling towards the sea with the half of his body that he could still move, refusing to give up.

On the other side, Red Gilas also collapsed to the ground under Zac's attack. Its body was covered in hideous wounds, which had exhausted its life force, and it could no longer move.

Its originally cruel and bizarre vertical pupils gradually turned gray, losing their cunning and ruthless aura. While its face appeared to be directed towards Blackgilas, it was simultaneously facing the Black Tide Sea, seemingly... desperately trying to escape?

…………

The fall of the twin monsters seemed to herald the end of the mist that shrouded Kuroshio Island. The rolling thunderclouds in the sky turned into a violent downpour, which was then torn apart into fine clouds by the gale.

Watching this scene, a sense of alienation and unfamiliarity suddenly rose in my heart, as if a long-running battle had suddenly come to an end, and everything was filled with an atmosphere of unease amidst the tranquility.

Just then, night fell on Kuroshio Island.

As dusk fell, the stone statues stood motionless in the same spot.

"What's wrong, Eniak?"

Ada Wong and I, riding in an unmanned aerial vehicle, overcame numerous difficulties to reach it. Then, it crashed to the ground with a deafening roar, the resulting tremor feeling as if a mountain had collapsed instantly.

The stone statue spoke much more slowly, "I feel unwell... something is interfering with me..."

I asked, puzzled, "Interference... what kind of interference? Is someone coming?"

"The Creator used ancient alchemical techniques to create my body to ensure almost unlimited self-repair capabilities, but the core of my consciousness still uses psionic technology..."

At this point, the stone statue had entered a 0.25x speed mode.

“My consciousness is being interfered with by something… I was just about to guide the inspiration of the creator’s descendants when this strong interference from the same source appeared… It shouldn’t be here… It’s the suppression and interference of the superior node on the inferior node…”

Suppressing interference...

It seems like Kay is experiencing the same situation?

At first, the stone statue said it was a problem with Kai himself, but when he used "phantom energy" himself, the problem persisted. So could it be a coincidence? But why is it such a coincidence that the symptoms appear as soon as he comes here?

“Eniac, Kai is also affected. Could there be any connection?”

The stone statue blinked heavily, its limestone pupils large enough to hold me. "My core consciousness... was extracted from the psionic network... In the bloodline of the Creator's descendants, psionic factors are genetically latent... but the two are on the same level and do not affect each other... The psionic network has been destroyed..."

The buzzing of the stone statues was gradually fading. Everyone in the camp was checking for the wounded. What was of particular concern was Zack, who had burned his life force to defeat the monster but whose whereabouts were unknown. A faint disturbance was spreading.

As night fell rapidly on the island, the temperature suddenly dropped. We stood in the midst of the raging night winds sweeping in from the frozen swamp and the frigid sea, instinctively huddled back to back, close to the giant stone statues, observing our surroundings.

As night falls, phosphorescent insects slowly emerge from the desolate corners of the ruins, dancing like deathly blue flames in the shadows. The smells of mold, vegetation, and other indescribable odors mingle with the night winds blowing from distant swamps and seas.

In the unpleasant atmosphere, I caught a glimpse of what seemed like rising stars in the clear sky, but when my eyes swept across the dim swamp, I only caught lingering, drifting cloud-like shadows, and everything shattered like a bubble.

After repeated cycles, the hazy and distant clouds on the other side of the deserted island seemed to transform into a terrifying reality.

[Dad, something's wrong, answer the phone!]

A strange gust of air brought the sound, and I heard a rustling sound that seemed to be gradually fading, a chuckle, and a strange combination of incessant whispers.

"Marcus, can you hear that...?"

Ada Wong suddenly spoke after a period of silence. Her face, with its makeup completely ruined, was not damaged in the slightest, but her emotions were even more easily discernible.

In her dark eyes, I saw confusion, vigilance, wariness, and chaos. But in the reflection of her pupils, I felt I was no different.

Strange noises echoed from the camp, as if the entire group had transformed into cultists on a wild island, dancing and celebrating their insane and absurd festival under the full moon.

I could indeed hear that suppressed, chaotic, irritable, whimpering sound, like a wave frequency existing within my body without a source.

“South Street – below the House of Representatives – below Central Park – Espington…” Ada Wong kept repeating the station names, which seemed to give her a sense of security and allowed her to persevere with her resilient spirit.

And I was having a secret conversation.

The person they were talking to was Old Yorkson, who had mysteriously disappeared long ago.