Chapter 790: Do What Needs to Be Done
"You're giving Pet to Grehha?" After a few hours of conversation, Pet asked as it stared at Inala, "Are you sure about it?"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
"With your power to create and control Bolts of Transcendence, you could create something terrifying with the Major Treasure of Pet, you know?" Pet blinked its eyes in interest.
"Grehha too is capable of something similar." Inala smirked as he asked, "Do you know what his build is based on?"
"Swarm tactics, right?" Pet nodded, "I don't think I can have an accurate guess since I don't fully understand the thought process of the seven of you, even though I've investigated your lives on Earth."
"Can you not guess properly or do you not want to take a guess?" Inala asked, smiling upon seeing Pet burst into laughter, "So, it's the latter, huh?"
"I've been thinking of various ways the seven of you can go about in this war. Maybe one of them is the correct guess." Pet shook its head, "However, those are my guesses, based on the way I grew up and my thought processes have been shaped. I don't intend to unnecessarily influence your thoughts and actions."
"I feel that would be...restrictive on the level of freedom in mind that you've expressed." Pet then slowly extended its foreleg, "Is there anything else you wish to know before bringing me to Grehha?"
"Is it alright if I take you now?" Inala asked honestly, "I'm removing you before Sanctuary is completed."
"That's alright." Pet chuckled, "It's mostly complete anyway. The sheer quantity of Pet's influence in Sanctuary is enough for it to finish forming on its own, at the same pace as now. So, it'll be finished by the Fourth Major Disaster."
"That's good then." Inala nodded in relief, "I hope you see success during the Continental Invasion."
"Why are you acting like you won't be revived when that happens?" Pet tilted its head, "With the rate at which the Quip Clansmen are accumulating the Royal Zinger genes, they'll birth you within a century."
"Yes, but that Royal Zinger will be the Quip Clan's Deity, not Inala." Inala smiled wryly, "Fundamentally we're one and the same, but the difference will be the memories and experiences that form our core."
He patted his chest, "The core of my being is my experience on Earth. That hasn't changed, so my longing for this world is always at its highest. I wish to explore Sumatra, that's my longstanding desire."
"However," He shook his head, "The next Royal Zinger's core will be my memories of being born on Sumatra as a Mammoth Clansman. My Earth's memories will simply be a product of my visit to Earth. So fundamentally, though we're the same, our values will be different."
"And even with all the memories of my life, I'll still be born a baby, you know?" Inala smiled wryly, "So, I'll grow into the Deity of the Quip Clan."
"I see," Pet nodded, "So, even your method has its share of flaws, huh?"
"Then just leave behind records of yourself. Create a legacy for the Quip Clan to follow." Pet said, "So, when you're reborn, they'll follow the legacy to nurture your growth. Thereby, there's a solid chance you'll grow up to possess the same values you have now."
"You long for an adventure, right?" Pet chuckled, "Your longing will only increase when you're revived. After all, the Continental Invasion will make you feel even more stifled than your six years spent huddled in your room as a shut-in."
"Even as the Royal Zinger, I'll have to live in hiding?" Inala expressed his shock, pointing at himself to state, "I am a Mystic Grade existence, you know?"
"And your opponents will also be similar existences, and ones that had spent thousands of years collating their powers, with a stronger power system." Pet retorted, "And you won't be facing one at a time."
It made eye contact and uttered, "The moment you are revived, countless powerful existences will try to hunt you."
"After all," It chuckled, "You are the most dangerous existence on Sumatra."
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