This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 1178 Tingo, Wind Whale

After finishing the meal with Mistblade, Rita immediately became busy again. This time she did not dare exchange even a single polite word. She greeted her and ran off, afraid the moon fox would play dumb again. There was still too much to do.

By now, she had finally evolved past the need for sleep. Two vice captains still had not returned. One was the tactician one eyed tabby currently in Tingo. The other was the head chef orange cat from Tiger Ear.

Even though after Uncharted Star Sea intervened, she no longer needed to personally go to each world to bring back players who had lost their homes when worlds shattered, she still needed to upgrade Cat’s Ideal to SSS rank as soon as possible.

Not only because the SSS rank Waste Guide could stop time for forty eight hours, but also because the skill description of SSS rank Cat’s Ideal was extremely concise.

Cat’s Ideal: Summon an indestructible cat ship and place Cat’s Ideal.

Compared to the SS rank version, it was missing one sentence saying the cat ship could carry up to five thousand life forms.

But the simpler it was, the more limitless the possibilities.

Wrathful Moon could turn moon sand into ultimate techniques and make fairy tales come true. What about Cat’s Ideal.

Nivalis said she would stay in BS to clean up some dark history, so Rita took Y128 and returned to the time river again. After anchoring BS at the ruined dock, she stood at the bow and threw down Holiday Over.

The next second, she and the ship vanished from BS’s world dock and appeared in a desert.

Tingo.

Warning warning BS Adjudicator has descended BS Adjudicator has descended.

Amid the alarms, the BS mark bloomed in the sky.

Rita stood quietly in the desert. The lantern floated beside her and the ship’s helm behind her.

The four vice captains who came with her were playing around her. Y128 awkwardly joined in, trying to ride on the Maine coon as a cat knight. The moment it jumped onto the Maine coon’s back, the Maine coon glanced at it and pushed up its silver framed glasses with a paw.

In the blink of an eye, Y128 was pressed flat on the ground, with a Maine coon twice its size sitting on it. The Maine coon pointed a paw at Cheese and ordered, Charge.

Rita blinked and pretended she saw nothing.

The golden rain curtain gathered in front of and behind her, forming a set of table and chairs entirely made of lightning. She sat down directly and began writing World Sigh. Although she had repaid the debt from using A Long Sigh, she still owed sighs from using Before the Sigh Sounds.

She was waiting for the vice captain of Tingo to come find her.

The lantern and the helm, which always looked for chances to fight, suddenly rushed toward each other and snuggled together.

This is the kind of life divine relics should live.

Exactly exactly, after all that suffering.

Without lifting her head, Rita said, You can communicate privately. There is no need to deliberately let me sense your emotions. Thank you.

The lantern and the helm had already started spinning together.

Two minutes later, TingoJE’s complaint rang out in the air. So arrogant.

Rita did not lift her head. You are here.

The wind whale flying in the sky slowly descended. Its body, originally hundreds of meters long, kept shrinking until it was only half a meter. It did not land on the desk without permission, but hovered two meters away.

Rita put down her pen, closed World Sigh, and looked at TingoJE seriously. What do you need.

Sensing BS Rita’s seriousness, TingoJE felt more at ease. It said, I want to make a deal with you.

Go on.

Are you not curious why I did not apply for BS to take in some wind whales.

Rita’s voice was calm, without sympathy or pity, without judgment or persuasion. She only said, You are the leader of the wind whales. Only you know what the wind whales want.

The water currents rotating around TingoJE became much calmer. It was silent for a while before saying softly, They are unwilling to leave Tingo and me.

Rita’s gaze fell on the endless desert. So what deal do you want with me.

If Tingo shatters, can you record more of the wind whale civilization and stories. The story is already nearing its end, but I know you have far too many worlds to record. I do not know when it would be Tingo and the wind whales’ turn.

Okay. Rita did not refuse. She did not say empty words like BS might shatter before Tingo, nor did she offer hollow blessings that Tingo would surely last to the end.

I will form a contract with the divine game. If I die, all my honor points will go to you.

Okay. Rita still did not refuse.

At some point, the sky darkened. TingoJE flipped over in the air, belly up, gazing at the small whale shaped moon in the sky. It said softly, This is really nice. We are born in Tingo and die in Tingo. From now on, our stories will spread through the universe.

This was the best ending.

Perhaps BS would also disappear one day, but those stories would definitely remain. Gods who had likely also experienced war would surely leave these stories behind. It was certain of that.

The lantern landed on the desk. The moon inside the lamp emitted gentle moonlight. Under the effect of the Moonfall Trade skill, grains of moon sand or fragments of stars occasionally fell inside the lampshade.

TingoJE suddenly said, You know, after coming back from Quiet Mountain, I kept thinking. Which moment of me did Quiet Mountain’s JE copy. I could not find an answer.

Because ever since the game began invading, it had been in pain every moment.

At the boundary between the desert and the night, a tabby cat appeared, running lightly toward them. TingoJE slowly swam upward. Its translucent body gradually returned to its original form. By the time it reached the sky, it had once again become a massive being hundreds of meters long.

It swam off into the distance, leaving behind one sentence. Good luck.

You too.

The one eyed tabby jumped onto the desk. You finally came to get me. Tingo is really boring.

Cheese asked, How is it boring.

The one eyed tabby said, The life forms living here are all unhappy. The wind whales are unhappy. The Mountainbound are unhappy. Mudong is unhappy. Treemurmur is unhappy.

Rita reached out and held the tabby in her arms. The table and chairs scattered again into golden rain. She did not join this complex and vast discussion.

The helm turned gently, and she returned to BS.

The tabby vice captain chose BS as its new world. Cat’s Ideal’s upgrade progress reached five out of six.

Returning once more to the time river, Cat’s Ideal sailed into it. They were setting off for the world dock of Tiger Ear to find the final vice captain.