I was raised in the simulator, and I’m really not a bad woman in Ark!

perhaps……

This is probably what is called fate.

Ekalos stood up and stretched, and found that two red tentacle-like things suddenly appeared in the corner of his sight, floating on the water, and were drifting towards his location with the current.

With a faint smell of blood dispersed by the river water, it finally drifted to the shallow corner of the river where Ekalos was, and stopped steadily in front of Ekalos like a submarine.

"Water cockroach?" Looking at the slender red tentacle-like things, Ikaros subconsciously thought of the magical life forms unique to the southern continent in his previous life.

But the next moment, some tiny bubbles emerged from beneath the water where the tentacles were.

Ikaros realized that this was not just a water cockroach or simply some water garbage.

It's a Sarkaz, and it's alive.

After realizing the identity of the tentacle itself, Ikaros ignored his inexplicable sense of déjà vu about the red cockroach tentacles, and without saying a word, he reached out to salvage the Sarkaz drowning in the water.

After a burst of effort, he successfully fished out a Sarkaz girl from under the water who had been soaked for quite some time and had many scars of varying sizes on her body.

Looking at the Sarkaz girl he had salvaged, Ikaros found that the girl had a pretty face. At the same time, because she had been soaked in water, there was no dust on her face, revealing her skin which was particularly pale due to malnutrition.

The tattered and ill-fitting clothes were obviously stripped from some unfortunate person while she was wandering. They were barely enough to wrap her body to keep her warm and provide cover. It was obvious that this girl was a homeless wanderer.

But if that was all, it would be fine. After all, Ikaros had seen many orphans and children like the girl before him along the way, so he wouldn't be that surprised.

But at this moment, looking at the girl in front of him, Ikaros' expression did become rare and serious, and his handsome brows were furrowed together.

The reason why Ikaros is like this is very simple...

"The injury is so severe, this must be a fatal blow."

I was looking at a girl who was probably only twelve or thirteen years old, whose abdomen was pierced by a rusty steel pipe, and whose flesh was turned white and rotten due to blisters.

Ikaros looked at the obvious man-made traces. Even though it had nothing to do with her and she didn't know the truth of the matter, she still felt some nameless anger in her heart.

But now is not the time to be angry. What Ikaros needs to do is to save the life of the girl in front of him, even if they are strangers and just met by chance.

"Ena, spend 50 Distortion Points to exchange for a 'Simple Medical Equipment Team'. Sorry for the trouble."

Calling on the system Ena to purchase the recently refreshed item from the system mall, in the face of the weight of life, Ekalos did not think that fifty distortion points were such a valuable thing, especially under the premise that this item was a permanent item.

If Ekaros happened not to notice this girl today, then even if this girl died in the end, as long as Ekaros didn't know about it, then Ekaros wouldn't care at all.

But since he was hit by Ekaros, there was no reason for the silver-haired Sakta girl to stand by and watch him die.

Just as she would be willing to give certain help to the Sarkaz children who wanted to steal her finances, when she encountered a dying person, the education that Ikaros had received in Lateran over the years would not allow her to stand by and watch him die without affecting herself and the people around her.

Switch to Arturo, Luciana, Federico is the same here.

However, Federico's treatment method might be a bit harder core, such as directly roasting the belly of the little Sarkaz with fire, which would inevitably cause further decay and bleeding.

[Okay, Ikaros, but... you met this Sarkaz it seems...]

Eina responded to Ekalos' request after a long absence, but hesitated for a moment when she looked at the Sarkaz girl whose head was lifted up by Ekalos and placed on the ground, as if she recognized her identity in this world.

But just as Aina was about to reveal the identity and name that this Sarkaz would have in the future, she was interrupted by Ekaros.

"It doesn't matter who she is. What matters is that she met me when she was dying, so what I have to do now is to save her. Nothing else matters. Do you understand, Ena?"

As Ekaros spoke, he quickly diagnosed the Sarkaz girl in front of him using the knowledge he learned in school, and thought in his mind what method could best save the girl's life.

[Hmm... I understand. If you need any help, you can call me. I can still help you, Ekaros.] Ena looked at Ekaros, who was gradually becoming more focused. She took out the treatment team from the system space and prepared to start saving the Sarkaz girl's life. In the end, she gave up the idea of ​​revealing the girl's identity.

After leaving her final words, Ena stopped bothering Ikaros.

"Okay, I understand." Ekalos responded, and then used the power of the devil to clean the bacteria on his hands, and used the small scalpel that had also been cleaned to start cutting the necrotic flesh on the girl's abdomen.

She couldn't guarantee that she could save the Sarkaz girl.

But Ikaros will try his best, at least he won't regret not saving a life when he looks back on this matter in the future.

But Ikaros, who was concentrating on the Sarkaz girl he had fished out of the river, did not notice this.

When she began to concentrate on using the various portable medical equipment she had exchanged to treat the Sarkaz girl, the girl's closed eyes struggled to open a slit.

And in the narrow and desperate vision mixed with the hazy and sultry consciousness and the coldness of impending death, he vaguely saw the profile of the girl under the warm sunshine, with a few drops of sweat on her forehead, her expression calm and serious, her beauty to the point of being fake, but with a sense of reality that was extremely reassuring.

The girl thought that profile was really beautiful.

It was just like the vague figure of my mother in my memory.

Beautiful, gentle, and a faint fragrance emanated from the other person's body, bringing with it a warmth that made people subconsciously feel at ease, as if one could sleep forever in this person's arms.

The little Sarkaz in this embrace seemed to no longer be afraid, hungry, or homeless...

That's nice, isn't it?

It seems that even if I really die here this time, it won’t be a big deal...

Thinking of this, the Sarkaz girl's weak gaze gradually faded, but a happy smile seemed to appear on the corner of her mouth.

She seemed to see her angel.

Under that warm sunshine, she, who is now in the lightless darkness, will be taken to heaven.

Chapter 134: Daqun: Brother, you smell so good

And when the nameless Sarkaz girl found her own 'salvation' in the hazy moment between life and death.

In the distant and deep sea, the large group also welcomed their own "light".

After the outbreak of the Great Silence, the departure of the lifeline made the large group lose its fresh direction. The newly born "migration" did not know where the large group was heading. It was restricted by its own nature and trapped by the invisible traces on the mottled seabed, unable to take on the mission of leading the large group forward.

And today, with the faint breath and sound coming from the river in the distance that is connected to the sea.

Even though we are thousands of miles away, even though the breath is so weak that it can almost be ignored.

But after who knows how long, the breath of "reproduction" reappeared in the sea.

The silent and confused group finally found the glimmer of light that belonged to the species at this moment.

I also found the vision of the future...

At the bottom of the lightless deep sea, several sea turtles that were feeding on the same prey stopped eating after sensing the breath and information from the large group. A light of excitement flashed in their originally calm blue eyes.

It let out a series of indescribable roars, conveying its joy with the instinct of a living being.

They began to communicate with each other, and began to pounce on the sandy bed on the seabed, biting each other gently, conveying the joy from the bottom of their hearts.

If it were human language, the communication between these sea heirs would probably be like this.

Haisi A: Brothers, I heard that Lao Fan won the resurrection match, is it true?

Haisi B: Quack... There is a strong smell. Just smelling that smell makes my cells excited to the point of clenching their teeth! I want to have sex with breeding XO!!!

Haisi C: Breeding mother, you smell so good, hehe (ˉ﹃ˉ)

Haisi D: I think the reproductive mother is the greatest life in the world, the master of this world, and everything should be her slave. We should go to the earth immediately, and then hehehe...

Mass consciousness:? ... (Thinking), (Applauding, and starting to search for the compressed file needed to log in to the Earth from its own gene bank.)

……

In short, it's roughly like this. Although the actual content of the conversation may differ from these in some details, the difference is not that far.

After all, how can we describe the mental state of the large group?

This memory of Skadi tortured all the sea heirs in the entire swarm for the same period of time, thus directly affecting the swarm's central memory network, and even brought the swarm a compressed package of the gene library that could only evolve in a dozen years.

After all this, the majority of people will no longer be like those beautiful girls and still care about the so-called reality and dreams.

For them, it is enough for them to confirm that the girl named Ikaros is their offspring. As long as they can confirm this, no matter whether those memories are dreams or reality, they cannot change the fact that Ikaros is their inseparable blood relative.

Other so-called dreams, lies, emotions and so on.

Those overly complicated emotions and thoughts are meaningless to the masses, and they are too lazy to understand them.

After all, according to the instinct of living things, only things that can be grasped are valuable.

The same is true for large groups.

Therefore, the sea heirs would not be pretentious and immediately began their actions silently in the deep sea.

The first one to be decoded from the compressed gene package was a small, pitiful, but slightly special little sea turtle that had gone through several cycles of reincarnation and was currently evolving towards a hunting-type sea turtle.

Although the large group would like to lead their fellow blood relatives ashore immediately to look for reproduction.

But the consciousness of the masses also knew that was impossible. What's more, the sea itself was their blood relative and they could not possibly give it up.

Moreover, even if there are a lot more gene compressed packages within the large group, the time required to analyze them is comparable to that of acquiring new genes.

Therefore, it is almost impossible for a large group to go ashore in the short term.

But that is only true for the large group as a whole. But if only one sea heir is sent to evolve and be able to walk freely on land to find their blood relatives for reproduction.

That would be a piece of cake for a large group consciousness that could allocate the resources of the entire population at will!

As for which sea creature should go find Ekalos, there is no need to say more about this matter.

The consciousness of the masses has already been determined.

Although many blood relatives showed great enthusiasm for this task, whether for practical reasons or to increase the possibility of returning to reproduce, it was indeed the most appropriate blood relative who had been with the reproduction for the longest time to go to the dry land to find her.

And 'she' obviously would not refuse this reward of a long-awaited reunion.

……

On the other side of the deep sea, in the Agor War Planning Department, as resources and personal files were sent to the Personnel Department and were approved with the green light for some special reasons.

After receiving her own ID card, the tall, silver-haired lady finally changed into clothes that were extremely familiar to her in the dressing room of her office.

Although my actual size is a little smaller than the size I requested.

"…So, it wasn't just a dream after all."

Looking at myself in the full-length mirror, I saw that I looked exactly like the one in my dream, except that my face looked a little more immature.

For some reason, Goletia couldn't help but sigh, recalling her own memories and comparing them with the memories from her dreams.

After feeling a headache and a sense of weightlessness, Gloria's mood was mixed and extremely complicated.

If before coming to this office and putting on this clothes.

Gloria, who was always known for her calmness and rationality, could still barely regard the dream as a meaningless fantasy.

Then it is obvious that Gloria can no longer do these things at this moment.

But what to do next?

Go find the man called Ikaros?

Don't joke, if she could find him, after the dream affected her, Gloria, with full action points, would have gone to find out about him. Why would she wait until today?

She had certainly tried to find Ikaros.

But whether it is going to the field, or investigating in the monastery, or even investigating from Agor's intelligence center through his mother's power and the network of relationships around him.

Regarding the existence of 'Ekaros'.

The feedback that Gloria always gets in the end is that there is no such person.

However, she did find out some other information.

What's more...

Perhaps, she could change her thinking a little bit, for example, it was not that the person Ekalos did not exist, but that the person Ekalos did not exist in the current Agor, or it was simply not this name.

After all, both Skadi and Laurentina existed, and many people in the dream that I would know and get to know in the future also existed in Agor exactly as they did in the dream. Besides, apart from their age and experience, they were almost the same as the ones I knew in the dream in terms of personality, details and habits.

In this case, if only Ikaros did not exist in this world, it would be too unreasonable.

Of course, part of the reason is also because Gloria also hopes that Ikaros exists.

But more of it is the conclusion that Gloria came to after objectively and rationally inferring the facts.

"It's time to contact Skadi."

After a long silence in her office, Gloria looked at the coffee on the table that had lost its heat, clasped her hands together, and her bloodshot eyes swept over the documents on the desk before she made this decision.