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Forr Water Crane Race Ark.

Abandoned city, Central Temple.

Inside the dark, half-destroyed main hall, surrounded by countless corpses, a solitary figure sat.

This figure was human in height, but in other respects, it bore almost no resemblance to a person.

It had long arms ending in sharp claws, a long mouth filled with sharp teeth, bulging muscles, and strangely shaped legs.

This creature held tightly to a cube, identical to the one Lin Yi had used to install the Space-Ti Filter.

The figure had been sitting there all day.

The cube suddenly began to emit a red light, and monts later, it turned to liquid and was absorbed by the creature’s palm.

The creature let out a howl of pain, its body rapidly turning red. Alert ssages began appearing before its eyes:

[Alert!]

Derivative, zombie type, mutant Level.

Level 3, request evolution permission.

Alert! All conditions t.

Upgrade granted.

Evolution permitted.

Selecting evolution type...

[Alert!]

The General of the Moving Island interfered with the evolution process, forcefully setting the evolution type.

Beginning evolution...

As soon as the alert ssage disappeared, the creature’s body started to swell and transform, forming a cocoon.

Then, thick white threads extended from the cocoon, wrapping around the corpses and pulling them inside.

With each corpse it absorbed, the cocoon grew larger.

This process was gradual, as it took approximately one minute for the cocoon to digest each corpse.

Thus, most of the night passed, and the cocoon had risen to fifteen ters in height, with a diater of twenty ters, beginning to harden and dry.

An arm stretched out from the cocoon, then another, followed by an indescribably terrifying head, devoid of even the faintest human characteristics.

A monster crawled out of the cocoon, roaring.

It had four legs with sharp claws on the ends of its two arms, a neck that stretched unbelievably, a grotesquely ugly head, and its body... imnse.

Covered with a crab-shell-like growth of bones.

Soon, pigeon-sized small creatures began to crawl out from these openings.

These smaller creatures had powerful jaws, bird-like wings, and four insect-like legs.

Once out of the shell, they hissed as they flew in all directions searching for food.

And their preferred food was the corpses.

In less than a minute, thirty such creatures gnawed a dead Water Crane Clan mber’s corpse down to a skeleton.

~~~~~~

Tilian.

Outskirts of Grate Fortress.

"Team One report. Our data confirms the presence of a fortress here, along with so chanical devices. I can’t yet determine who’s controlling them."

"Received, Team One. Keep observing."

"Received."

Recently, scouts and trading caravans started noticing a decrease in activity of infected and mutated creatures.

They also encountered so strange chanical animals.

These machines seed non-hostile, but the Archbishop was still very worried, so he dispatched several squads to try to uncover the mastermind behind this strange new situation.

Could it be aliens again!

The Archbishop’s scouts reported one after another that these chanical animals were hunting infected creatures and taking them sowhere.

These machines were also dismantling everything they could find to scavenge scrap, even useless, rusty junk.

The Archbishop began preparing for another war.

~~~~~~

Shelter.

Breakfast ti.

It was the 81st day since Lin Yi woke up in Paris.

"Solomon, go see the professor after breakfast. Last night we ca up with a solution to the cha problem."

"Really? That’s great!"

Solomon had long dread that the army could have chas, but operating them had always been an issue.

"Yeah, go talk to him, and then start recruiting volunteers. It’s not just for the cha unit, the elite infantry unit needs it too."

"Elite... infantry?"

"You’ll understand after you talk to the professor."

After finishing his words, Lin Yi turned to Annie: "So? Any good news to tell ?"

"Boss... The rewards are really too many! I haven’t even opened half of them yet... I have to carefully open each one and keep track of what I get..."

"Then let others help you open and record them. You just focus on opening the rewards."

"You’re right! You’re so smart, boss!" Annie realized suddenly.

She was a little leader now! She could have others do all the annoying work for her!

"Do you think you can finish by tonight?"

"I can, boss!"

"I’m counting on it, we need those rewards more than ever now."

Breakfast ti lasted a bit longer, during which Chen Youyou reported on the situation of the Shelter.

Long story short, many were afraid of the war, mainly the Argons, which resulted in a negative impact on the workers’ productivity.

Louis and the engineers had developed a new wall, with Natasha also lending a hand.

The "Planner" application completed the main calculations, then they converted all the data into blueprints, on which the engineers were currently working.

tallurgists had already started manufacturing the main components, and they also planned to purchase all the small parts from the system.

The Shelter currently had 727,000 tons of materials, including tals, ores, alloys, rare earth elents, and more.

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