Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"That's so humiliating," the shapeshifter joked. "The two top laners were fighting, and the aftershocks wiped out the bot lane that was passing by."

But that's not the point. The point is that the aftershock damage actually left the bot lane owing them two health bars. If we experienced that, we might be so angry we'd quit the game.

Ital couldn't understand, but it remembered the shapeshifter's warning.

After a moment of silence between the human and the cat, the shapeshifter spoke again:

"Ital, you say the horde is too weak, and we can see you're not lying. So what do you plan to do?"

"I do not know."

Ital remained clueless, seemingly troubled: "As a member of the great group, I can vaguely sense a message: the great group should not be so weak."

Now that the group has lost all guidance, and its strength is less than one ten-thousandth of what it was originally intended, I feel I must shoulder the responsibility of providing that guidance.

"What are you planning to do?" the shapeshifter pressed.

"At this moment in the sea, a large group is competing with a threat." Although Ital knew nothing about many things, he answered all questions about what he knew. "Many of my compatriots responded to my call, but I did not ask them to launch an attack."

The large swarm is encircling its competitors and constantly probing them, forcing ineffective counterattacks. In this process, the swarm can learn and evolve strategically.

The shapeshifter gasped.

What did he hear?!

These sea creatures have stopped using the "fish swarm" tactic and started using cunning tactics!

They've started using war to fuel war, treating the Agors like easy experience points!

The shapeshifter felt a chill run down his spine, unable to imagine the terrifying speed at which these sea creatures would develop under Ital's leadership.

While the shapeshifters were in shock, Ital sharpened his claws on the deck.

Looking at the faint scratch marks he had made on the deck, Ital seemed quite satisfied with the cat scratching board.

He happily shared with the shapeshifter:

"I want to take complete control of this strange floating object."

"Why?" The shapeshifter stopped thinking. "Don't tell us you just wanted to sharpen your claws."

“Of course not. Although I can’t understand this floating object, it’s perfect as a nest,” Ital explained earnestly. “And its structure is very different from natural formations. I remember this word… technology.”

I hope that the masses can master this thing called technology.

The shapeshifter began to fidget.

"Are you leaving?" Ital asked.

“No, we were simply frightened by you.” The shapeshifter smiled wryly. “We are also sorry, but we cannot give you this ship for the time being, nor can we give you the Agorians who are competing with the large group in the sea.”

"No problem, you are a large group of friends."

Ital readily agreed, assuring them, "After I leave, the large group will not compete with you for this floating object, and the large group of competitors in the water will not start a deadly fight."

Large groups fight for survival. Groups that exterminate competitors will not help the large group reproduce. Once the large group has completely evolved and the competitors are no longer a threat, its members will voluntarily retreat.

You don't need to worry about being attacked by a large group while controlling this floating object. The large group has discovered a phenomenon they can't adapt to, which I don't understand either. Anyway, our compatriots have decided to stay away from the nearby coastline.

"We didn't know whether to laugh or cry... Wait, you said you were leaving?"

The shapeshifter suddenly noticed the details in Ital's words.

Ital turned and walked toward the edge of the deck, answering as he went:

"Yes, I am going to the origin of the ocean. I have a feeling it will be a long journey."

Chapter 1044 Qi Lin's Biological Genetics Equations (Overload Version)

Ital clung to the ship's railing and leaped into the churning water.

Its two front paws were outstretched, ready to enter the water, when the shapeshifter grabbed Fate by the scruff of its neck.

After his limbs tumbled twice in the air, Ital turned around in confusion.

"Wait, you can't leave yet."

The shapeshifter smiled and said, "Could you answer one last question for us?"

Ital asked, "What's the problem?"

The shapeshifter squeezed Ital's soft paw and asked:

"From your words, we can tell that you yearn to become stronger, but you have remained in this cute and adorable pet state without any evolution."

As the will that leads the swarm, you are about to embark on a journey. For the sake of survival, shouldn't you immediately implement the swarm's existing evolutionary processes upon yourself?

Ital fell silent for the first time.

It clearly had its own answer to this question, yet it chose to shake its head:

"I'm sorry, I don't want to answer that question right now."

As it spoke, it twisted its body, broke free from the shapeshifter's fingertips, and fell into the water.

The shapeshifter stared into thought as it watched the splash of water stirred up by Ital.

Not long after, the special sea creature that had returned from the sea swam back to the boat, with the exhausted Amaya still in its mouth.

The special sea creature, though not large in size, displayed considerable strength, easily dragging a large person back onto the deck.

Amaya lay sprawled on the deck, vomiting seawater several times, her face deathly pale.

"Thank you, messenger," she said, barely managing to express her gratitude.

“The flock will not abandon its own kind, even those without scales.”

The special sea creature replied, glanced at the shapeshifter, and then ran into the cabin.

"You call it the messenger, so it seems to be the basis for your connection with the Sealings." The shapeshifter squatted down beside Amaya, gently ruffling the wet hair of the little bird that had fallen into the water. "It seems that every one of you deep-sea bishops has such a special Sealing by your side."

"My dear, could you tell us about your messenger?"

"It is the will of the multitude, the slayer."

"and then?"

"You did this to me, and you still want to get information out of me?" Amaya looked coldly at the shapeshifter.

“You’re disobeying us.” The shapeshifter showed no anger. “If you continue like this, we’ll have no choice but to assimilate you.”

"I am a member of the large group."

Faced with Amaya's suddenly assertive attitude, the shapeshifters looked at her as if she were a small, menacing beast.

He explained with a playful tone: "The herd never refuses normal predation behavior, including preying on others or being preyed on. You have become a member of the herd, so you are not special to the herd."

Moreover, given the current evolved form of the Butcher, it is far from being a match for us; this is the key point.

Qi Lin stared at Idia in front of her, while Idia stared at the food in her hand. The food was snatched away by Qi Yan.

Give it back to her!

Qi Lin made a zero-frame move, slapping away Qi Yan's dog paw and returning the food to Idia.

Watching Idia frantically stuff the food she had regained into her mouth, Qi Lin fell into deep thought.

Ever since she heard that terrible news yesterday, Qi Lin has been in a strange state of thought that no one can understand.

Qi Yan covered his paws, watching his younger sister with trepidation as she frowned, shook her head, and then suddenly nodded and shook her head again, as if afraid she would suddenly see smoke rising from her sister's head.

This is clearly a sign that the CPU is overloaded!

"Little sister..."

"Don't speak, I'm thinking!"

Qi Lin frowned.

She thought about it all day but still couldn't figure out what was going on with this teenage niece who had suddenly appeared.

White hair can be ruled out for now, but red eyes, film... are there any girls around Qi Yan with these characteristics?

Could it be the incident with Letania?

But the red-eyed girl Qi Yan brought back from Letania was only Mudrock; she was clearly a Sarkaz...

No, those aren't the important points!

The key point is that Idia is already so old, so when exactly did Qi Yan get harmed by the witch without her knowledge?

Qi Lin's little brain is really starting to overload.

Who is it? !

If she finds out which bastard woman ruined Qi Yan, she will personally bring her to justice, hand her over to Inspector Chen for detention, and make sure she rots in jail!

Thinking of this, Qi Lin slapped Qi Yan's thigh with a frosty expression.

Qi Yan collapsed to the ground, clutching his leg, severely injured.

Idia was so frightened that she choked on her food, pounded her chest with her little fists, and her two big, watery eyes began to roll back.

Seeing this, Qi Lin casually picked up Idia and patted her back to help her swallow the food she was choking on.

"Sis, let me explain, it's not what you think."

Seeing that his younger sister's hands and feet were being held by Idia, Qi Yan got up and said with a wry smile, "Although this little guy has some connection with me, the one who is truly directly related to her by blood is Eureka."

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She looked down, staring blankly at Idia.

Rupert + Zalak = Felin?

Seeing that Qi Lin's misunderstanding was getting bigger and bigger, Qi Yan quickly changed his words:

"No, I mean, she looks like a Feline, but she's not actually a Feline. Idia is a little Sea Child!"

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She stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Rupert + Zalak = Felin + Haisi?

Qi Yan felt a chill run down his spine.

He waved his hands anxiously and explained repeatedly:

"It's not what you think. I wasn't directly involved at all. At most, I provided off-site assistance. All the mistakes were made by Grandma Outcast because she was too reckless!"

Qilin.exe is unresponsive.

She seemed to see the door to a new world slowly opening for her.

Rupert (cheerleading version) + Sakta (female) + Zalak (female) = Felin + Hazi?

Qi Yan: "..."

He felt he shouldn't explain.

Qi Lin had only misunderstood the situation, but instead of becoming withdrawn or throwing a tantrum, she showed unusual closeness to Idia.

After his explanation, Qi Lin had no way to turn back.

He didn't know how much of his explanations Qi Lin believed, nor did he know the extent to which the truth had been twisted into a truly insane state in Qi Lin's little mind.

"A sin."

Qi Yan covered his face and let out a wail.

"Qi Yan, is he still alive?"

The shapeshifter's questioning voice came from outside the room where the three were.

"Even if you all die, I won't die," Qi Yan retorted irritably.

The door was opened, and the shapeshifter grinned as he poked his head in.

"To see this, even dying would be worth the ticket price... Um, don't get excited!"

Seeing Qi Yan pull out the crimson gold from the void, the shapeshifter quickly stopped his suicidal act and said seriously:

"We're here to call you to a meeting. Everyone else is already in place, we're just waiting for you."

"Meeting?"