Rhodes Island does not exist.

“Speak.” Skadi placed her right hand behind her neck and gripped the hilt of her sword.

"We all thought the collector had simply vanished without a trace, but is it possible that he never actually disappeared at all?"

The doctor gripped the blood-stained pickaxe tightly in his left hand.

The imagined hostility coming from all directions stimulated his nerves, which were as sensitive as those of Victorian politics.

“To be honest, I’d never thought of it this way before.” Skadi leaned forward slightly, her jewel-like red eyes burning like boiling blood. “But now—”

The color seemed to remind the doctor of something.

But the gradually dimming lights in the room forcibly pulled him out of his memories.

"I think I have to agree with your guess."

-

A reader asked briefly: Would it be better to update in the morning or at noon in the future?

Chapter 14, Part 14: Agor's Fish Killer

The collector never left the room.

How could a collector possibly leave this room?

Anyone who puts themselves in that situation can probably understand this.

Given the circumstances and conditions described in the diary, someone like a collector would certainly not give up everything he had already discovered.

If that's the case, then his disappearance can only prove another situation.

It wasn't that he left the room; he simply stopped writing in his diary.

So, what caused him to stop writing in his diary?

If the collector didn't disappear, where is he now?

There are many possibilities.

"Sizzle—"

The filaments flickered, and the room's lights began to dim visibly.

The Doctor and Skadi intertwined their backs.

This behavior allows them to maximize their field of vision within the room and enables them to deal with incoming threats immediately.

But this behavior is contingent on them trusting each other enough.

They had only known each other for a short time.

Perhaps this is the human will to survive.

If the last two survivors on Rhodes Island continue to distrust and guard against each other at this point, they will only perish together.

What a joke, this isn't a suicide pact.

Besides, how could there be any feelings between two people who have just met?

"Snapped."

Lights went out.

The room was enveloped in pure darkness.

As darkness fell, unsettling sounds began to emerge from every corner of the room.

Although all that was left in the room besides them was a bunch of organs.

The two held their breath, afraid that any sound they made would prevent them from receiving the only message from the darkness.

The doctor began to regret drinking that bottle of seawater so early.

Looks like I'll have to ask for a few more bottles of Spectral Shark next time I go out.

But then again, where did she get her seawater from?

Just as the doctor was lost in thought, his gaze suddenly fell upon the only light source in the room.

Her red eyes shone like a ghostly lantern.

From Skadi's eyes.

At that moment, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

"It really looks like a ghost shark."

However, this idea did not linger for long.

The sudden, slippery, and warm sensation on his fingers cleared all his thoughts.

"go with!"

When creatures are startled, they often make uncontrollable evasive movements and shout at the same time.

Even PhDs are no exception.

His right hand sprang up as if electrocuted, and he frantically tried to shake off the unidentified object.

His reaction was like a starting gun for Skadi on the track, prompting her to react instantly.

However, compared to the doctor's impromptu response, Skadi seemed to have come prepared.

"hiss--"

A burst of intense heat emanated from the flames, and Skadi snatched a field incendiary stick, its tip spitting out streams of flame like a snake's tongue, from her grasp, and it rolled to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, with a sudden explosion, the dark room was illuminated again.

"Take a good look; this is why the diary never continued."

Skadi gripped the greatsword back into her two hands, her red eyes still cold and indifferent.

-

The PhD student is thinking.

He thought that the collector who recorded his experiment probably never thought about what to do with the fish can he had initially put in.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be a scene in the room where a huge, deformed fish is staring at you with a long string of entrails hanging out.

Ultimately, is the purpose of these bio-tanks really just to restore organisms?

What would happen if those creatures stayed in the tank after they were restored?

—The doctor knows the answer to this question.

However, collectors might not necessarily agree.

"Move aside."

A cold female voice sounded from behind the doctor.

"What?" The doctor thought he had misheard.

But he would never mishear the sound of the wind being cut by the greatsword as it was swung.

"Whoosh-"

A sharp piece of iron swept across the top of my head.

The doctor bent over almost at the last moment.

After all, Skadi doesn't care whether the person in front of her heard her warning or not. In her eyes, what just happened will only lead to two outcomes.

Or she could slice the strange creature in front of her in half with a single sword stroke.

Alternatively, she could slice the monster and the doctor in half at the waist with a single sword stroke.

"puff--"

The living fish head, which was connected to more than half of the internal organs in the room, had its spine severed, and the countless blood vessels connecting those organs were also cut off.

In an instant, blood gushed out.

The gray-white room was painted with a bright red.

However, this is just one of the oddities.

The remaining living organs in the room were still lively and enthusiastic, rushing towards the two of them in the center of the room.

“Perhaps the collectors have become one of them too.” Skadi flicked the blood off her blade and swung her greatsword at them again.

As for the Doctor, he felt that he would probably only cause trouble for Skadi.

He couldn't say whether he could escape unscathed if he were alone in this trap, but at least he would be able to survive.

Koskati's current demeanor in front of him has gone beyond simply escaping unscathed.

Forget about escaping unscathed; the way she wields her greatsword now makes it seem as if the enemies in these rooms aren't the monsters, but rather she herself is.

The trap caught Skadi, who tried to bite down hard and swallow her whole. But instead, she broke her own teeth first.

The female hunter wielded her sword gracefully through the blood-red mist.

She used the most unsuitable greatsword as a weapon in the cramped room, yet there was no sign of confinement.

The organs that had been given life by the bio-jar came together to form a twisted and deformed fleshy monster, but before their bodies could be fully assembled, they were shredded into pieces by the wind whipped up by Skadi's blade.

As for the Doctor, who was completely unable to intervene, he could only stand behind Skadi, holding the blood-stained pickaxe and watching quietly.

It's like watching a play performed just for him from a private box.

"boom!"

The activated organs leaped out of the biological tank, only to be slammed against the wall by Skadi with the blade of her sword the next second, like smashed tomatoes.

Any oddity that appears alone will eventually end up like this.

She kills, shatters, and dances.

Her figure, wielding the greatsword, flashed repeatedly in the Doctor's eyes. Until not a single anomaly remained in the room, until all the bio-tanks were empty, until every inch of the room's gray-white interior was stained crimson—

"call."

Skadi then lowered her sword.

She let out a long breath.

Then she said.

"I thought I could solve the problem without doing anything this time, but I didn't expect that it would end up back to the same old situation."

"Also, thank you for not interfering in my fight; it's a good thing for both of us."

Hearing Skadi's words, the Doctor could only shrug helplessly to express his opinion.

He didn't have much to say, only that he felt he might understand this woman better now.

However, perhaps one was engrossed in the battle while the other was engrossed in watching, neither of them realized that the large fish that Skadi had just cut in half was not actually completely dead.

Moreover, the two seemed to have forgotten something.

Even if a fish's head is cut off, its nerves can still survive for a period of time.

-

Thank you segment.

Thanks to "Senior OL" for... forty razor blades? And a salted fish spike.

That's truly a generous gesture; I express my heartfelt gratitude for this kindness.

Chapter 15, Fifteenth, He felt that his flame had been largely extinguished.

A powerful headbutt.

It came from a half-eaten fish bone.

Dragging its few remaining moist and slimy organs from below, it launched an instinctive attack at the doctor.

How moving is the radiance that shines forth at the end of life!

"boom!"

Then the doctor was blasted away and crashed into the group of bio-tanks at the edge of the wall.

The scene I had imagined, with shards of glass flying everywhere like in a special effects movie, did not materialize.