“Whoa...” Gu TangLang exclaid, their attention montarily caught by the rapidly extending, erald sea expanding, swaying, and muting the stormy wind and monsoon rains. While the mantis was distracted, Mike brought out a shirt and pants for them to wear.
There was nothing really exposed that needed covering, but Mike thought he would offer it, since they had gone to the trouble of pilfering the robes of their forr master. It seed that they were conscious of their looks.
“Ah... thank you, but is it really okay for to co along? E-even when I'm like this?” Holding onto the clothing, they asked, looking at their arms and body, covered in a shiny green carapace, with so human skin peeking through certain gaps and places exposed by normal clothing. This was also why Mike had not seen anything suspicious at first glance.
“Don't worry. I actually know people who will look forward to eting you,” he said confidently. Mike was sure Neeco Boos would jump at the task to make clothes for Gu TangLang to accommodate their special physique.
“Do you think my...my...” they stuttered and fell silent again. Mike could guess what they were going to ask.
“As I said, we will try to help you. I'm sure you will be able to rember in ti, and then we can look for your parents or whoever you hold precious,” the lion assured Gu Tanglang again. However, this ti, the mantis suddenly looked even sadder.
“ Did I say sothing wrong?” Mike asked.
“No, it's just that I don't think my parents are still alive. When you ntioned them, I was suddenly overco with a terrible feeling. I don't think I'm looking for them,” they said with a weak smile.
“I know it doesn't feel good, but this is actually a good sign. It ans you kept at least so personal mories. That an's there is hope to recover them,” Mike ntioned the silver lining.
They knew sothing bad happened with their parents, but at least that ant they knew sothing about their past. Unlike Adam, whose mory was completely wiped to the point that not even the Muir Empire had been able to help him regain what was lost.
“I guess so. Then can we leave now? The quicker I rember, the better,” they asked, slightly better. Although Mike would have wanted to, there was still sothing he had to do, and one more potential thing that had co up.
“Well, not yet. My job here isn't over yet. On that note, Gu TangLang, I have to ask you, are there any more like you? Are there any more Urthans kept under control in this place?”
There had been many people from Y-City who were transported to this place. If the Gu Family had a way to turn people into creatures like Gu TangLang, then there might have been more survivors they didn't know of.
It didn't matter to Mike that they were changed. If they were here, kept against their will, then he wanted to free them and allow them to return, just like Gu TangLang. The mantis in question answered hesitatingly.
“There are others like , human gu. Every young master like Gu Mo has at least one for protection, and the elders have several. But I don't know if they are like ... their eyes were always cold and empty when I saw them...” Gu TangLang explained.
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“I see,” Mike mumbled and looked at the central barrier. He checked on the powerful presences he had noticed earlier. With the storm mostly blocked by the tree, those guys would also get ideas and start moving.
According to intel, there were at least 10 elders in the Gu Family, which ant there was a whole bunch of lv.160 insect humans that would resist his help until their masters were killed. His
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