Chapter 1298: Chapter 340: Visitor from Reality, Destiny Investigation_4

"Woo."

The ginger cat possessed by Life Throat let out a low growl from its throat.

It began to ponder this problem deeply.

The creatures of Monster World strive with all they have to survive, while the creatures of this world willingly indulge in transient pleasures; who is more pitiable?

Is it those strong ones struggling amidst blood and fire, trying to climb to the peak, or these weak ones who are intoxicated and lost in illusions?

These are two completely different ways of survival.

One pursues eternity, the other enjoys the moment.

After much contemplation, it still felt that Monster World was the future.

Because eternity represents the highest value a race can embody.

In the long years of Void’s existence, only those standing at the peak can witness the rise and fall of different world civilizations and touch the truths of the world.

Whereas those races who indulge in fleeting pleasures have long turned to dust in the river of time, their names forgotten.

The creatures of this world have chosen comfort, yet also abandoned evolution.

They numb themselves with virtual pleasure, never able to reach true strength.

Their civilization might persist for a millennium, but when a real crisis arrives.

Like an unexpected spatial storm or a passing predatory race, they won’t even have the chance to resist, vanishing in an instant.

Yet those strong ones who choose Monster World will fight to the last moment, even in the face of the end of the void collapse.

So momentary pleasure is merely an illusion after all.

Only by climbing to the peak can one experience a magnificent future.

Life Throat shook its head.

It felt there was no need to think about these meaningless questions.

This time it came to investigate the source of the backlash from destiny, not to judge a weak civilization’s philosophy of survival.

Just as Life Throat was about to move to the next area and continue observing.

A faint buzzing sound came from afar.

Its ears twitched sharply, then saw a small drone rapidly approaching its location.

The bottom of the drone flashed with a soft blue light, and a pet collar mark was printed on its mechanical arm.

"Target confirmed, Tangerine, age 3, neutered male cat, chip ID: T-2274." The drone emitted a mechanical voice as the scanner below swept over the ginger cat it possessed:

"Mild malnutrition detected, recommended to bring back and supplement vitamins."

Life Throat’s cat eyes narrowed slightly, a tinge of impatience rising in its heart.

This kind of low-level mechanical creation could be turned to dust with just a thought.

But resistance would clearly draw unnecessary attention.

Forget it.

"Meow."

It obediently meowed, acting like a regular house cat.

The drone emitted a "beep beep" sound, its mechanical arm flexibly extending, gently clutching it like a claw machine.

Life Throat felt helpless, allowing the cold metal to grip its body.

As the rotors accelerated, the drone lifted it into the air, flying toward the city’s residential area.

The night wind howled, with Life Throat dangling a hundred meters above the ground, the city lights below twinkling like stars.

It watched the drone project a navigation map, marking the endpoint at an ordinary apartment, exactly the home it had infiltrated days ago.

Clearly, this mechanical creation had received a task to search for the pet from that home’s owner.

And the creature it possessed was the family’s pet.

It planned to first go back and then find an opportunity to sneak out and continue its in-depth investigation of this world.

Soon, it was steadily placed on a balcony by the drone.

The sliding door was opened with a "swoosh."

A white-haired girl stood at the doorway with her hands on her hips, her pajamas printed with cartoon cat paw patterns, yet anger was apparent on her face:

"Tangerine, where have you been, daring to stay out all night?"

Life Throat was too lazy to respond, making its way into the room on its own.

Lowly creatures, so noisy!

"Do you know how long I searched for you?" The girl squatted down, grabbing the ginger cat by the scruff of its neck:

"I even canceled a friend group dungeon activity, lost a lot of money, and yet you show no remorse. Apologize to me."

Life Throat’s cat face twitched.

One of the Twelve Masters of Destiny was actually being scolded for delaying a carbon-based creature’s connection to a virtual illusion.

But in the end, it held back and simply squeezed out a perfunctory:

"Meow!"

"Still talking back?" The girl widened her eyes, carrying it inside:

"First, solitary confinement."

Then, amidst Life Throat’s expressionless state, it was stuffed into a pink pet cage, the door adorned with a "For Bad Kitties" sign.

The girl angrily slapped the cage, then turned and went to the neighboring room.

Life Throat sat dazed in the cage, watching the LED lights flash on the game pod outside, its expression slowly twisting.

Before long, the white-haired girl changed her clothes in the room, came to the desk beside the game pod, and woke up the screen. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

During this, she glanced back at it fiercely:

"If you don’t behave, stay in there."

In response, Life Throat maintained its indifferent expression.

It lay in the cage, its heart full of disdain.

A puny cage, it could break free anytime, just not wanting to cause a commotion for now.

This was its respect for potential gods.

As for this weak white hairy creature in front of it... it could be easily destroyed.

Even this world, it could effortlessly obliterate.

The girl sat at the computer desk, using something connected to the virtual device to move the mouse across the desktop.

She first opened a website, with words it couldn’t understand.

The girl excitedly browsed through this text-laden interface, occasionally clicking on text, jumping to different pages, and then typing away on the keyboard with a "clack, clack, clack" sound.

Life Throat casually glanced at it, planning to close its eyes and nourish its spirit, awaiting the girl’s departure to find a chance to escape.

But in the next second, its pupils shrank to a fine line.

On the screen appeared a familiar scene.

A dark red sky, twisted black undulating mountains, towering towers, with Black Tide Energy Particles floating in the air... and a huge Evil Moon high up in the sky.

This was clearly a scene under the Evil Moon, ruled by Black Tide Evil Spirit Warriors.

With curiosity, Life Throat chose to keep watching.

Seeing the white-haired girl type a line of text on the keyboard, she chuckled to herself:

"Don’t rush, guys, fatten them up then kill, the Evil Boss is too weak right now, need to supplement more."

She said this while closing the current page, returning to the initial interface she entered.

Then, with her slender fingers, she tapped a few keys on the keyboard, opened the streaming platform’s follow list, and clicked on the first live streaming screen.

At that moment, the live stream showed members of the Liver Emperor Group in the Reverse Tide Training Camp.

As graduation approached, they were preparing for the final training course.

Once this training project concluded, the Liver Emperor Group’s "Training Camp Chapter" would officially reach its grand finale.

What follows would be the opening of the "War Chapter."

By then, many familiar characters might exit the stage during the war.

The girl casually picked up a bag of regular potato chips from the table, deftly tearing open the packaging with her fingertips.

The rich barbecue flavor immediately spread, but the girl couldn’t help wrinkling her nose, then picked up a piece and put it into her mouth.

"Wow, it’s terrible, bleh! bleh! bleh!"

She chewed twice then spat the crushed chips fully into the trash can, disdainfully tossing the rest back into the bag:

"What’s this... used to be my favorite... sure enough, I’ve also been affected by Spirit Food."

On the screen, the live stream of the Reverse Tide Training Camp had reached halftime.

Players and other students went to the cafeteria and began to eat.

The images of those glistening fruits, roasted meats... just watching made one’s mouth water.

The girl unconsciously licked her lips, typing on the keyboard:

Why are you eating, hurry up and continue training, if you don’t work hard to get stronger, how will the brothers survive on the battlefield?

That’s the girl’s everyday life.

But at this moment, witnessing the content on the screen, Life Throat’s fur bristled:

"Monster World?!"

A terrifying conjecture emerged in its mind.