Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

At the same time, she also saw the expressions of the people around her, which suddenly turned into worry. They opened their mouths wide, not knowing what to say, but they supported her with excited expressions.

She noticed that everyone's gaze seemed to be focused on the side of her head—probably around her ears.

Gushing blood, along with shattered Originium crystal clusters, flowed from the ear canal, still slightly warm, and spilled onto the still-roaring earth.

"Eyjafjalla!!! Eyjafjalla!!! Can you hear me!? Can you hear what I'm saying!?"

Those around her called out with all their might, but the girl called Eyjafjalla had already fallen into a silent dream.

*From the perspective of the Rogue, even in the late game, the Terrorfish has not fully adapted to the damage caused by the burning.

The lamb's initial symptom of infection is mild hearing loss, but the symptoms will worsen as the infection progresses.

[Event] Fool's Day Stories: Part Twenty-Five: Sparks of Hope

When the monstrous creatures of the sea ravage every corner of the world, fire becomes the ultimate means of resisting them.

They could have relied on the collective consciousness of their large groups to share the fruits of their evolution, but they have long since adapted to countless methods and environments.

But when it comes to "fire," they still treat it like an irreconcilable natural enemy.

Even if they mimic a flame-like body, it is only a superficial resemblance. When they encounter real burning, their true azure form will be revealed.

Perhaps this is the only "backdoor" left by the culprit who created them, after realizing that what was born was not what they had hoped for.

And now, countless tiny flames are burning as the hope that people all over the world rely on.

— Rumors circulate that a group of tenacious Leitanians live in lava-built shelters within the intermittently erupting William volcano in Leitania.

— Rumors circulate that in the ruins of Columbia, at the former site of Rhine Lab, once a benchmark of technological advancement, a demon wreathed in flames frequently appears, angrily burning every dinosaur it sees to ashes.

— Rumor has it that in the streets of Victoria, where a protracted war of kingship once raged, a group of fire-wielding warriors appear and disappear like ghosts. Their leader, a Drak girl wielding a long spear with a flame-tipped tail, can set the Terrorfish ablaze from the inside out without even lifting a finger.

— Rumors circulate that in the endless wilderness, one often sees flames shooting straight into the sky and a "sun" descending from the heavens. It is said that there are two girls wielding sharp blades, each leading a group of refugees struggling to survive in the wilderness. One is the red-haired Sarkaz, and the other is the gray-haired Drak.

— Rumors circulate that in the border region between Ursus and Yan, warriors who refuse to abandon their homeland and people are holding their ground. Celestial Masters who wield lightning and fire, along with battle-hardened Ursus soldiers, are doing their utmost to create a safe haven for those who haven't had time to leave this place, in the area where the terror fish's attack is most intense.

There are many, many more similar rumors.

This seemingly hopeful idea, in the great silence where even words cannot spread, unexpectedly spread to all parts of the world.

Some say this is a trap set by the Deep Sea Church.

Some say this is a deception perpetrated by the dinosaur after it developed intelligence.

Regardless, their continued existence, in a sense, seems to prove that people yearn for this small hope to become a reality.

However, no one dares to actually verify it.

But now, even without having heard these rumors, a man has begun to "verify" them.

Let's rewind to shortly after Tomat arrived in this world—that is, shortly after he arrived in the City of the Ark and dispersed the thick clouds in the sky.

Aside from the one who ignored this anomaly due to an immense, unknown sense of crisis, almost everyone who survived noticed this undeniable change.

Perhaps many people are hidden deep underground, but when they have to observe or go out into the world for various reasons, they discover the bright sunshine that they never expected to see again.

The gloom created by the dinosaurs dissipated, and people, though unaware of its significance, still informed others of it as a cause for celebration.

"Eyjafjalla, you know what? The sky suddenly cleared up today, and we can't see those flying dinosaurs anymore. I hope it's not a bad omen."

The earth spirit spoke in sign language to Eyjafjalla, who had lost her hearing. Here, everyone was used to this way of communicating, after all, paper and pen had long since become precious resources.

When Eyjafjalla saw this, she also used sign language to indicate that she didn't know what it meant, but she still took the initiative to walk out of the dim room and into the outside world, looking up at the bright sky from the valley.

-

"The weather's cleared up... How long has it been since the last time?"

In Colombia, the demon, wreathed in flames, temporarily extinguished its fire, revealing a small, thin body covered only by a few pieces of cloth—it was Ifrit, who looked as if she had never grown up.

She lay on the top floor of a still-standing building ruin, gazing calmly at the sky.

She didn't need anyone to hear her murmurs, and besides, she was more immersed in distant memories than in words.

Now no one will continue to heal his wounds, and no one will stand in front of him to protect him.

Even when the sky cleared up, there was nothing for her to feel sentimental about.

-

"Vina?"

"Don't look at me like that. This sword isn't that powerful. Even if it were, I wouldn't be using it now."

The two team leaders, who were moving through the ruins and collecting supplies, and who were also the nominal leaders of the survivors in the Victoria area, briefly communicated about the strange phenomenon in the sky. Of course, they still used simple sign language to communicate.

The races that were once irreconcilable enemies now communicate with each other without any barriers or taboos.

They now share a common goal, not some empty rhetoric or a matter of reputation like "for Victoria," but to exercise their power for everyone still living on this land.

"However, it doesn't seem like the work of the Terrorfish. A bunch of Terrorfish just vanished in mid-air. Was it some kind of attack targeting them?"

"I hope so, and the more the better."

-

"Everyone lie down! Protect yourselves!"

The team in the wilderness did not remain immersed in the unexpected clearing of the sky for long.

Because soon after, they saw a huge dark shadow coming from the horizon.

This terrifying creature with nine dragon heads has surpassed their previous understanding of any other individual ferocious fish.

Even if it only landed nearby, they all knew they could be wiped out.

However, Talulah could not think of a better way to completely escape this risk.

They could only hope that by concealing themselves, they wouldn't be noticed by the giant monster. Surtr, who was traveling with them and leading some Rhodes Island operators, was in the same boat.

"Bang------"

However, even in the environment where Talulah's desperate screams had failed to elicit any sound, a deafening explosion suddenly resounded the next moment.

Everyone saw a beam of light that swallowed the giant beast, which had not yet arrived, in mid-air. Then, the beast, covered in soot, crashed to the ground, causing the earth beneath their feet to tremble violently.

"What's going on...?"

-

"You...you weren't already..."

"Hehe, don't underestimate me. I'm not that easy to kill."

A little girl with dragon horns and a few highlights of white hair stood in front of the golden-haired Qilin woman and spoke triumphantly.

"The sound... what did you do?"

“I wouldn’t have an advantage in a direct confrontation, but it’s not difficult for me to counter this tranquility.”

The shelter jointly built by Yanwu ended its long period of tranquility with the appearance of a familiar little girl after the dark clouds dissipated.

"You really are Nian, right?"

"That's right, although the body has turned into a child, the mind is still yours, Aunt Nian. But I didn't expect that among the Celestial Masters, it wasn't Taihe and the others who survived, but you, you little yellow-haired girl... Where is the old man?"

The Qilin remained silent, and Nian, having already learned the answer, asked after a moment of silence:

"Why are you able to reappear?"

"This means that someone has started to 'build and develop,' and on a large scale, and is using what I gave her—in other words, a turning point has begun. Instead of hiding and building prisons for themselves, they are starting to build in order to seek development and prosperity. As long as there is a civilization doing this, I can continue to exist."

Explaining in a mature tone completely at odds with his appearance, Nian looked up at the distant sky.

The blond-haired Qilin was also somewhat incredulous, wondering who could withstand the pressure from the Fearful Fish and rebuild the business.

However, as if anticipating the other party's doubts, Nian pointed into the distance, and the next moment, a figure appeared in that location without warning:

"I think he might be able to explain it?"

[Event] Fool's Day Stories: Part Twenty-Six - Food and Fist

-A few minutes ago-

Shortly after Tomat left the city, he hovered in the air, ready to take action.

After a simple plan, he confirmed the exact locations of the remaining communities on Terra.

Then—

Multiple Four-Body Fist Techniques.

Perceiving the breath.

Instant teleportation.

The three moves were executed in one smooth motion.

Dozens of clones with the same strength as the original body appeared out of thin air and then disappeared again.

Those scattered across Terra were still reeling from the anxieties of the day's events when they saw Tomat suddenly appear before them.

Along with him came an environment that restored his normal voice.

"Greetings, everyone."

Thomas chose what he thought was a relatively friendly greeting.

However, more than 90% of the settlements launched an attack on him the moment they discovered him.

It's not that they're unfriendly, but rather that such unnatural movements are all considered dangerous by their current common sense—not to mention someone suddenly appearing in front of them.

In their view, this could only be a trick played by the dinosaur.

Tomath anticipated that something similar would happen, which is why he used the clone technology to speed things up; otherwise, it would have been too time-consuming to "persuade" them one by one to move to the city built by Kal'tsit.

But he hadn't expected there to be such a high probability of an attack—and that so many people were still alive.

And I was also surprised to occasionally see Rhodes Island operators as leaders of the survivors, or some familiar faces who were not operators.

For those who don't initiate attacks, then just communicate verbally.

Those who launch the attack will be subdued first.