Arknights, but keeping Terra in captivity

Vishdale seemed to have mistakenly believed that the male voice was a hallucination she had before her death.

Then he smacked his lips, lay down on the ground again, and closed his eyes again.

But the male voice sounded again:

[American cockroach, open your eyes, I am Shaforin]

"Who the hell are you sending this to?! Who are you calling a cockroach?!"

I don’t know if it was because she was angry, or if the points Chen Ran added to her with faith value had taken effect.

Vishdale, who originally had a dead look on his face, sat up with energy and started cursing.

Chapter 164 Xiao Wei, I am your grandfather’s plug-in.

As the saying goes, there are only three things you can do.

But after only listening to it twice, Vishdale successfully realized that the male voice ringing in her ears and head might not be her hallucination before death.

After all, shouldn’t we all have beautiful fantasies before we die?

For example, her highness, Hedley and Inès came to pick her up, etc.

How the hell would someone have an illusion and call themselves a cockroach?

She was dying, not eating mushrooms.

"Tsk, could it be that old guy's?"

Vishdale had a 'weapon', a main gun-class sorcery amplification unit, and within that weapon resided a dead soul—

If you can't understand it, you can think of it as a sword that has given birth to a spirit, or a mobile phone equipped with Xiao Ai.

"No...it shouldn't be that old thing."

But soon Wishdale shook his head.

Because the dead soul was usually a chatterbox, and Vishdel wanted to have some peace and quiet before his death, so he had already thrown her "weapon" far away.

Unless you tell her that the 'weapon' has grown legs and is now crawling back to find her.

It would be better to tell Wishdale that she ate too many mushrooms.

"So who the hell are you?"

Vishdale turned around and looked around: "Get out now!"

[I am the American cockroach, your grandfather cheat]

That male voice sounded in Vishdale's head again.

"Huh? What the hell is this old man?"

But Wishdale didn't understand.

[Don't you even know about the old man's cheat? Such a classic setting, American cockroach, have you never read this kind of novel?]

"novel?"

[Oh, I forgot, American cockroach, you can't read. I blamed you wrongly.]

"You fucking——!"

After cursing for a while, Wishdale successfully sat up from the grass.

After all, she was already exhausted. Even if she lay down again and closed her eyes now, she probably wouldn't be able to find peace and quiet.

"You bastard... playing tricks... cough... you'd better not let me catch you..."

Wishdale suddenly felt that she was quite stupid.

I actually argued for so long with an invisible and intangible "voice".

So Wishdale tried to get up.

As a result, she was dehydrated and hungry, but she didn't know where she got the strength from, and actually supported herself on the ground, holding on to the tree, and stood up shakily.

"It's like... a last gasp of life..."

Vishdale coughed a few times, turned her head, and looked to her left.

According to the male voice in her head, as long as she climbs over that small hill, she will see a stream... ?

real or fake?

If she turned over and didn't see the stream, it would prove that the man's voice was just her hallucination.

But what if you turn it over and see it?

With this thought in mind, Wishdale limped towards the hillside.

Normally, she could cross this small hill in one step.

But now?

While climbing a slope, Vishdale almost lost his life.

"Mom...if I turned over...I wouldn't see any ghost stream..."

"Ha...ha...I'm going to curse you, you bastard...eight hundred times a day..."

From limping, to stopping every three steps, and finally using both hands and feet.

When he successfully climbed the small slope, Wishdale saw it.

She really saw a stream flowing.

“Huh… is this true…?”

The moment he saw the stream, Wishdale's little head suddenly became active.

If that male voice really wasn't her illusion...

How did that man know there was a stream here?

It’s open, right?

Thinking of this, Wishdale slid down the hillside.

He slid all the way to the stream, not caring whether the water was clean or not. Wishdale buried his entire head in it and drank the water in big gulps.

"Finally... I'm back to life..."

It quenched my thirst and filled my stomach a little.

Having regained his spirit, Vishdale turned over, lay on the ground, and shouted: "Hey! You bastard, I don't know why you saved me, but do me a favor and get me some food."

But no one responded.

So Wishdale tried a few more names: "Old man? Ancestor?"

Seeing that no one answered, Vishdale laughed at himself: "Tsk, that's right, maybe saving me was just a spur of the moment thing. Who would be so kind? He's not my father."

[Hey! I'm here, my dear daughter, why are you calling me? ]

"?"

Vishdale was stunned for a moment, then he said in a clear voice: "Fuck you——"

Don't worry, American cockroach, I'm looking for food too.

【I really didn’t mean to take advantage of you】

[But you know, American cockroaches, if all the people died, then naturally the animals would not be spared either.]

[American cockroach, it's like there's a famine in the area for a hundred miles. There's not a single rat to be seen.]

When Vishdale heard this, he didn't say anything, but just raised his hand and gave him the middle finger.

My daughter is being naughty. I'm giving her the middle finger, but I'm going to break her finger, okay? 】

"When did I become your daughter?"

[Hey, American cockroach, you called me daddy, how could I not acknowledge you? ]

"When did I ever yell—"

[Wait, wait, don’t talk, I think I saw a fish]

Wishdale: "?"

Just a second ago, you said a hundred miles in radius... How big is a hundred miles in radius?

Forget it.

Anyway, you said you didn’t see any hair in the last second, and then you said you saw a fish in the next second?

Where did the fish come from?

Did you put it there?

But the answer was indeed Chen Ranfang.

Chen Ran looked at the planet model for a long time, but he really didn't see anything.

So in order to prevent this Vishdel from starving to death, Chen Ran decided to feed her on his own initiative.

"wrong……"

But Vishdale seemed to realize it later: "What is fish?"

You don't even know fish?

[Oh, no, in your world, the term for fish should be 'scaly beast'?]

Wishdale: "..."

What does 'your world' mean?

Wishdale found that she seemed to have encountered something extraordinary.

[I see, American cockroach, do you still have any long-range weapons?]

"Ranged weapons?"

Vishdale reached out and touched his waist, but found nothing.

By the way, it seems that she lost the 'ancestor transmitter'.

There was no other way, so Wishdale had to sit up tiredly, reach out and take off the boots on her feet.

Then he took out a "small bomb" stuck on the sole of the silk foot.

"This is all I have left..."

Wishdale said.

[Wow, you hid it well enough! If you hadn't told me, American cockroach, I would have thought you were planning to smoke the fish to death with a biological weapon.]

"none of your business!"

[Are you anxious? ]

Chapter 165: The final journey of Vishdale and her grandfather.

[Yes, that's the direction you're aiming at now, American cockroach]

[Raise your hands higher. Have you learned about parabolas?]

[Okay, 3, 2, 1—throw!]

[Tsk tsk tsk, American cockroach, you have such good aim...]

[Never mind, that's fine.]

【Explosion】

There was a loud 'boom'.

As Vishdale pressed the detonator in her hand, the "small bomb" she threw into the water successfully exploded, creating a splash several meters high.

Not only was the cold rain splashing onto her face, but Wishdale also saw the blown-up fish flying towards her.

……