Squid had an evil nature. They were the most wicked creatures of the deep sea.
Spreading their tentacles, they controlled every territory, not even sparing hermit crab shells.
Even gentle sperm whales would be attacked by squid, left with long, deep scars across their bodies.
If anyone rebuked them a sentence or two, squid would not feel ashamed. Instead, they would spray ink all over your face and paint you as the instigator, butcher, and killer.
Earthlings were just like squid.
Dia Lan's pupils gradually contracted. Light passed through the latticed window and fell into her clear eyes. The gray world came into focus, staging a disaster drama before her.
Electrical signals spread through her body. Some areas were clearly still unresponsive, perhaps necrotized by ether's deadly poison. Her cells began exchanging gases, and magic flowed through her limbs and bones, slowly regulating her physical condition.
She opened her mouth, wanting to speak, but her throat was as dry as a desert.
Creak—
Her secretary, Cynthia, pushed open the door. Seeing Dia Lan sitting up on the soft cushion, she rushed forward in surprise. "Prime Minister, you're finally awake! Major events have happened these past few days. Those players have become very strange, and the Imperial State is questioning us too."
Dia Lan pursed her lips and instinctively held out a hand. Her teeth chattered as she repeatedly forced out one word: "Water... water..."
"Water? You want water?"
"I—give me—"
"Wait a moment!" Cynthia hurriedly took a thermos from her backpack. Dia Lan recognized it as a product manufactured by the Frostplate factory on Azure Planet.
Before she had gone into shock and fallen unconscious, Azure Planet's import regulations for White Candle Star had not yet been passed.
Her heart tightened. Combining that with Cynthia's words, she realized that unimaginable