Chapter 612: Banana Evil, Not the Way (40)

"Ah, this… am I late?" San Yueqi's head suddenly poked out from the side.

Botiou turned around: "Are you talking about something that's already over, or something that's just now starting?"

"Just starting now? Ah… right, I need to find someone for help, and also hurry to check your brain."

"Check what brain? His… baby… huh?" Botiou suddenly realized, "The shared‑sense beacon is fine too? His baby is so… precious! Baby!!"

The final resonant, forceful "Baby!" startled San Yueqi, who felt a bit incredulous: "Huh? So you mean after you smash this thing, it immediately returns to normal? Oh, no wonder those Banana Helpers require one‑on‑one tutoring…"

Botiou couldn't help but remark, "I knew it—sometimes things are deadly simple, no need for people to be that clever."

"Let's go, Nameless Guest, no need to call reinforcements; since shooting everywhere can settle this mess… his… Pinokangni, can anyone be better than me at it?"

The two kept walking along the road, looking for the nearest supervising monkey.

Then, by chance, on a platform they saw from afar a Banana Master issuing orders to a bunch of Banana Helpers…

"Exactly, members, everything that follows is not an ending. Starting from Liúmèng Jiāo, a beautiful world will descend, and his gaze will fall upon the great deeds we forge together—"

Before Banana Master's words finished, a sudden voice came from behind.

Botiou had already drawn his revolver, the black barrel glaring brightly at its head.

"Where's the greatness? Little cutie?"

——

Honkai 3.

"Pfft—cough cough cough!!"

Within the Destiny Organization, when they saw Botiou and San Yueqi locate Banana Master, the mastermind, with almost no effort, Tesla, who was holding a cup, almost splashed a mouthful of water onto the console. She forced it down, coughing repeatedly, her face full of an uncontrollable grin.

"Did I see that right? Banana Master? What kind of team‑building are they doing?" Tesla set down her cup, watching the gathered Banana Helpers with interest, "Conveniently, it also saves Botiou the trouble of hunting them one by one, letting us catch them all at once."

"In terms of efficiency, it truly saved search time," Einstein said in her characteristic flat tone, "However, Dr. Tesla, also watch the enemy numbers. If Banana Helpers of this scale swarm together, even Botiou will likely face a tough fight."

"Hey hey hey, Chicken Nest, stop being such a downer; these Banana Helpers are just a bunch of stinky fish and rotten shrimp, the real threat is Ruike—but we haven't seen him on site."

Saying that, Tesla glanced briefly at Walte, sighing softly, "Sigh, if someone's Black Hole ability could act now, pulling them together to clear the field would be perfect."

Walte, suddenly singled out, stiffened slightly, a trace of awkwardness on his face. Though the Walte in the sky curtain is his future self, being used so bluntly left him somewhat helpless.

"Alright, Dr. Tesla, stop targeting me… we still have to treat the Walte in the sky curtain as a separate entity from me—no matter how much you stress it, the one up there won't hear."

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【5】 Botiou stepped forward, shouting to the crowd, "Come! All eyes on me! Let me be clear, this… baby is a conspiracy! Stay away now, being foolish is fine, just be sensible."

Boti Ou walked up to the people, shouting loudly at the surrounding people: "Come! Everyone look at me! I'll just say it straight: this treasure of his is just a conspiracy! Now everyone step back, being foolish doesn't matter, be sensible."

Mengtana, fuming, pointed at Botiou, "It's you again; the previous incident is forgiven, but slandering the sleeping banana little monkey in front of Primon Banana Master… do you know what you're doing?"

San Yueqi hurried to pull her aside, "Mengtana, listen to me."

"Enough, why do you still think they'll listen?"

"Ranger, perhaps returning to the primitive…"

"Who asked you? I'll say it once—I'm too lazy to hear your philosophy or grievances. You're a treacherous villain; a single shot will kill you, and I'm holding that gun now. Since everything is this simple, I don't need to be too clever, got it…"

"Little cutie, I'm not here to lecture you…"

Botiou grinned, swung his gun backward, the bullet blazing a hot trail, striking a Banana Helper's head with precision, spewing thick smoke.

"I'm here to help you—class is over!!"

"Ah—!!"

The sudden headshot caused San Yueqi beside to emit a brief scream. The Banana Helpers gathered around Banana Master instantly switched to combat mode, swarming toward Botiou.

Two especially robust Banana Helpers even lifted a nearby soda crate, aiming the nozzle at Botiou—Bang! Bang! Bang! —Suleda‑filled carbonated bottles were expelled like shells by high‑pressure gas, whistling sharply and bombarding Botiou densely!

"Is that it?"

He stripped, reloaded in one fluid motion; with each gunshot and a few precise bursts, the incoming soda bottles burst mid‑air, and he even had time to swivel the barrel, "Clang," blasting a stray bottle aimed at San Yueqi.

"Clang~Clang~Clang~Clang~"

It was like an impromptu stage play, the scattering Suleda turning into flowers dancing in the air. Botiou, the master of the scene, poetically unfolded his left arm, reshaping it in an instant into a gleaming metallic barrel, aiming at the densely clustered Banana Helpers…

The muzzle charged rapidly, emitting a low, dangerous hum.

"This meal, it's on me—!"

——

Spirit Cage.

Light and Shadow Association.

"Cough…"

Sitting at the head of the council, Charles felt each breath tug at his unhealed wound; he constantly fought the pain, but when he saw Botiou single‑handedly overturn dozens of Banana Helpers, he couldn't help but cough violently.

His voice hung like a thin thread, low and hoarse, only when he shifted his gaze to the woman in white before the stairs did it barely rise.

"Dr. Jiali… did you see that?"

Summoned, Dr. Jiali stood below, hands tucked into her white lab coat, calmly saying, "I saw it, Lord Charles. Superior combat skill, powerful mechanical augment, pure destructive force. A… efficient killing weapon."

"Yes… weapon…" Charles murmured, his gaze locked on Botiou's silhouette in the sky curtain, as if staring at a distant yet unattainable light, "How does our Abyssal project's progress go?"

Dr. Jiali's voice was flat: "The Abyssal's live‑body experiments still have a high mortality rate. The Mana ecological adaptation modifications are still too extreme and… unstable for current humans."

"Unstable…" Charles repeated with difficulty, "Then… change direction? Since progress is so hard, can we consider gradually shifting toward this?"

He raised his trembling finger, pointing at Botiou in the sky curtain: "More thorough mechanical augmentation? Preserve the human brain and consciousness, replace the frail body, becoming a stronger, more controllable weapon?"

However, faced with Charles's proposal, Dr. Jiali slowly shook her head, "Lord Citymaster, I think the two routes aren't mutually exclusive; they should be pursued simultaneously."

"The Abyssal's live‑body experiments must not cease. It's our best weapon against the Mana ecology." Then she added, "…as for the mechanical augmentation like Botiou's, it does have strategic value. It can supplement the Abyssal project; I can start a research proposal immediately, gather data, assess feasibility."

Charles fell silent for a moment, then closed his eyes, exhaling a puff of white mist from his breathing mask.

"We'll go with your plan, Dr. Jiali… we must find every possible path for the Lighthouse."

——

"Up! Keep going!!"

After the violent explosion, Boti Ou waved at the Banana Instructor while running toward the nearby overpass; his calm, wandering-dragon demeanor made the Banana Instructor's forehead veins bulge, and he repeatedly shouted for more Banana Helpers to surround him.

However, in the blink of an eye, Boti Ou had already reached a high place, performed a descending flying kick, and directly kicked the Banana Instructor to roll aside.

"Good~bye~, teacher~"

Boti Ou drew his revolver, aimed at the Banana Master's head, but unexpectedly the latter stepped on a bottle of Suleda underfoot; the bullet grazed its body, letting it perform a bullet-time maneuver and save its monkey life.

"Banana banana banana… not enough, but there's nothing we can do…"

The Banana Instructor tumbled and scrambled, leaping down from the high platform.

"Baby's, dare to skip class?!"

Boti Ou had originally planned to fire another shot, but in the blink of an eye the Banana Instructor was already sucked into the Liúmèng Jiāo's memory-substance great black hole, so he simply let him go for now.

The group of Banana Helpers behind him instantly turned back into sleepy little banana monkeys, chattering as they followed the Banana Instructor's steps and jumped into the Black Hole together.