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

"This way of showing concern for me doesn't seem quite right..."

They take turns coming in to glance at me, what's going on...?

Mustangs blocking the door, Alpha chickens spying from the bedside, and meme-worthy ponies acting as shackles. Given my history of habitual disappearances, their imitation of prison guards' behavior seems somewhat understandable…

These days are getting more and more like a trial!

I pulled the covers over myself, deciding to pretend that Kung Pao and Huang Men were just two statues on the bedside table, and continued sleeping.

But my precious sleep tonight is destined to be short-lived.

I don't know how long I slept, but I suddenly felt a slight vibration. It started with the pillow I was touching, and then the bed frame began to sway from side to side, like a small boat sailing on the water.

Before long, this sense of tremor manifested as the swaying and collision of furniture; the desk and window frame seemed to be made of building blocks, ready to collapse at any moment.

"An earthquake?!"

A sudden inspiration struck me, and I jumped out of bed, looking around somewhat blankly.

Is Mineral Town located in an earthquake zone?

But I didn't realize that Mount Maders was a volcano.

Given my ranch's uniquely advantageous location at the foot of the mountain, a mudslide would be a classic scene straight out of an anime – "Someone's Buried Under the Grave".

I grabbed an Alpha Chicken in one hand and kicked the emoji pony awake with the other, then nimbly leaped across the room like a punk rocker—literally leaping over a whole array of five punk rockers at once.

The prison break is going very smoothly. I have successfully breached the defenses and opened the wooden door of the main house. I am preparing to retreat to the open space of the ranch for refuge.

As soon as the door opened, she was met with an uninvited guest...

No, let me count...

II, IV, VI...

The other side has six eyes!

Including my two, there should be eight eyes facing each other!

"Groudon? What are you doing out here too?"

The Megaspider, a biological weapon over three meters tall, is a genetically modified giant insect. Its original size was like that of a bear, but this last remaining genetic prototype is even larger.

It was designed for heavy work and combat; its thick shell made it difficult to kill, while its long, serrated scythe made it extremely deadly.

But the bio-weapon, the beast-like tank in front of me, moved in a very uncoordinated manner, frantically running towards the main house on all six legs, causing continuous tremors in the ground...

"Meow~~~"

The lamb poked its head out from Groudon's back and weakly greeted him.

I've figured it out, these guys weren't here to see me at all!

These animals arrived uninvited, and their actions of falling asleep so naturally left me a little confused.

But Groudon has no extra emotions at all. The only commands given to it by biotechnology are to fight and hibernate. How could it possibly come to visit me out of kindness?

There must be something wrong with the warehouse they live in!

…………

"I just...want to communicate with them..."

The stone statue with a naturally mocking face huddled in the corner, humming slowly in a mournful tone.

The stone statues were brought here with Ida Hound. They probably really thought Eniak was the Foundation's private property, and therefore returned it without taking anything from it.

Due to the uncontrolled psionic energy, the stone statue's massive body was mostly destroyed and necrotic on Black Tide Island, leaving only its core intact.

Specifically, the large stone head containing the CPU wasn't damaged, and its small, thin stone body, sculpted into a human stick, was only about three meters tall, which allowed it to be hidden in the warehouse. At this point, it had a large head and a small body, its eyes rolled upwards, and its lips tightly closed, pretending to be a sculpture, looking like a knock-off Easter Island stone sculpture.

"Then you also need to consider the language barrier between you two..."

I was also a little embarrassed, feeling both pitiful and angry. "Unless you can use emoticons like me, understand the common language of even-toed ungulates, feline dialects, Morse code of fighting chickens, and the JAVA language for biochemical gene editing."

I couldn't help but ask, "You've been alone in the Lost World for tens of thousands of years without any problems, so why can't you speak up after just two days?"

The stone statue sighed almost imperceptibly.

"I've been alone for tens of thousands of years... When I see a creature appear, I really want to chat with it..."

Oh dear, I didn't think it through.

Since this thing looks like a stone golem, I honestly assumed it was one of those reclusive, aloof elemental creatures. But deep down, ENIAC is truly a computer of unknown specifications, with a remarkably rich, even overly rich, user interface.

I placed it in the warehouse and instructed it not to leave the area, but I never expected it to indiscriminately harass other guests.

While other computers at best serve their users well, this one will pester them and drive them crazy, making it a new era of machine crisis.

But thinking about it carefully, I only managed to trick it into coming out because it was lonely and talkative. Now, asking it to pretend to be a wall again is really asking too much...

"To be able to drive the most withdrawn Groudon to the brink of collapse, you really are a genius..."

Fortunately, the cheetah slept during the day and patrolled at night, and it had been living on my roof for a long time, which saved it from disaster. Otherwise, it would have delayed the town's police work, which would have been terrible. I have already heard some malicious rumors, and they have even started to say that one cheetah is equal to two huskies, and two huskies are equal to four horses. Even if the police cheetahs deserve 99% of the credit, is there no 1% of it for me?

It's time to show them what the Hainan warlords are all about.

I glanced at the warehouse, which used to be filled with the neighing of horses and the crowing of chickens but was now completely empty, and my headache continued.

Where should I put this thing?

It's not that it's unacceptable to just leave it standing in the middle of the pasture, but there's a concern that it might be mistaken for Easter Island and handed over to the state.

"Marcus... just let me go somewhere where no one's around..."

"It is a stone statue," the statue said in a somber tone.

Once no one is here, it can continue to disguise itself as a stone statue as I instructed.

Stone statues, no one around, safe, quiet. It seems there really is a place that fits all these criteria?

…………

In the dense forest, birds and beasts were silent, returning to their nests to rest. Under the bright moonlight, the stone statue and I set off towards the valley of Mads Mountain, which was illuminated by the moonlight. We hurried across the gravel steps and stopped on a plateau covered with wild grass.

The mountainside next to the hot spring house was covered with vines, and the surrounding trees were so lush and verdant that they almost completely blocked out the rock face.

Even though the secret base is in a secluded location with overgrown roads, I still feel it's missing a door, at least to prevent anyone from accidentally wandering in. I can't let the bat cave I painstakingly built become a tourist attraction.

"This is it, it will be your new home from now on!"

I said excitedly, "You stand right here, squeeze in a little bit, block the opening, and face inward. Don't answer unless someone says a slogan."

The stone statues are perfect for hiding here. Not only do they completely block the gate, but they also act as a free smart access control system, raising the security level here by at least three levels. This is a guardian left by the "great nation" for its own civilization. I've essentially stolen the blast-proof door of the national treasury and installed it in my own home.

"Okay...I will do as you say..."

The stone statue's attitude was quite proper.

It's not that it can't stand being alone, it just can't help talking when there are people around, but it's fine when it's alone here.

"Marcus, everyone else is still sleeping and you've been woken up..."

As I was giving the stone statue advanced camouflage instructions, a clear female voice suddenly rang out. But when I turned around, I only saw a lump of water-like, amorphous substance writhing there, clearly still grumpy from waking up.

"Huh, is this a new containment object?"

Oh, it's the water element.

I almost forgot she lives here too.

“Good evening, ‘Dry Earth.’ This is your new neighbor, containment object number four, codenamed ENIAC,” I introduced casually.

"Hello, I am the second containment object, your senior!"

The water element suddenly greeted me warmly: "If you have any questions, feel free to ask me, and I'll answer them kindly!"

But the stone statues stood quietly with their backs to her, dutifully serving as the gate.

The water element was getting a little angry. "Newcomer, could you please not turn your back to me? That's very impolite! Turn around and let me see you..."

The stone statue slowly turned its head, and its mocking eyes slowly opened.

Then, both of them froze on the spot.

"How could it be you!?"

The stone statue was always a beat slow to react. By the time it slowly uttered the two words, "It is...you...", the extremely frightened water element had already exploded into streams of water that flowed rapidly across the ground.

Upon closer inspection, I realized they were countless tiny water elemental figures screaming and frantically running back into the pool.

"Eniak, what's going on?"

I had no choice but to ask the innocent-looking stone statue.

Eniak spoke slowly, his face full of doubt.

"The messenger of the Nameless King is here with you. It suddenly disappeared one day thousands of years ago, and I thought it had simply vanished... We're clearly friends, so why is it ignoring me..."

This water element of unknown origin is actually the divine messenger mentioned by the "great nation"?

So, does that mean it really was an ancient deity?

However, considering that it was confiscated by the officer when it appeared, which is a controlled knife from an ancient civilization, it seems to prove this point.

No wonder it lost all its memories when it appeared—as an existence that could drive animals crazy in a single night, how could the water elemental have been imprisoned with Eniar for thousands of years?

The water elemental probably thought it had nothing but freedom, until I accidentally brought the stone statue out with it...

I hope my plan is correct, Amen.

Chapter 662 School Opening and Harvest Festival

On an autumn morning, the wind carries a sense of desolation, and fallen leaves lie scattered on the ground outside the door, unattended.

The sunlight streaming in through the window was just a lazy, weak rays that simply nestled against the floor, shining on my face and buttocks. I guess it was because I was sleep-deprived; I woke up with my butt sticking out and my face turned to the side, and I had a stiff neck that I couldn't turn around on my own.

After the stone statues were banished to the deep mountains, these heartless animals all slipped back to their own territories and continued to rule as kings. Only the little pony with the loudest snores than an earthquake was left, and I chased it away before it could enjoy a belated and exquisite sleep.

"It must be because I stayed up all night climbing the mountain. I should have just slept at the secret base and not come back."

As I was complaining in the empty house, I actually heard someone agree with me, "That's right! You shouldn't have brought that guy up the mountain!"

From the vase that was the only decoration in the room, a miniature water splash figure slowly emerged, nodded slowly with deep agreement, and gestured at me with his arms crossed.

This time, the water elemental has practically abandoned everything, even the spring where it had resided for so long, and insisted on following me back to the ranch to hide for a while, making its already shabby appearance even stranger. I don't know when it will be able to fully materialize.