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Zumama, boat assembly: correct?
It looks structurally sound, but there are a few things we can tweak. For example—
There, that should make it more solid.
Zumama, Zumama: amazing.
Just the product of experience.
There you are, Zumama.
Inam? What are you doing here?
This survey equipment has to get across, right? I came to help since I didn't have anything else to do.
Thanks.
Why are you thanking me? Looks like you're actually becoming one of these robots.
Yes, I'm glad to make so many new friends.
Zumama, Zumama: friend!
And I've been trying to find a date for Lancet-2.
Lancet-2 is the robot that came with Rhodes Island, right?
Yes, she's my big sister now.
I'm not skilled enough to make a robot as smart as Lancet-2, so I'm trying to find one in this group.
And...?
They're very nice, but not really her type.
She likes intellectuals, like the Doctor. It's a bit of a headache.
......
Never mind, you're not the only weirdo in Tiacauh.
Hey everybody, this is Croque, and I've found a safer vantage point to continue the broadcast from.
How far until goal? 300m? Ah, forget it.
What's really important is that the architect Stitch Canvas, the only student of Master Finch, has found a boat and jumped into the race!
Oh? Looks like he's talking to us. Let's zoom in and see what he's saying...
'I'm gonna win,' I think. Yup, I'm sure that's it.
And he just raised his middle finger to show his motivation. Looks like there's a fiery heart beneath this architect's cold surface!
He may have gotten a late start, but that vehicle is definitely a huge advantage.
He's closing the distance as we speak!
Things are pretty lively over there.
I wanted to say that this is what happens with Gavial around, but she's not the only one who's let her hair down.
You're not used to it?
You have to get used to it, living in Acahualla.
You get so used to it I feel weird if there's no one arguing and making noise around me.
You're a proper Tiacauh now.
Of course I am.
Speaking of which, Zumama, if Gavial didn't come back the year before last, you were planning to become the Great Chief of Acahualla, weren't you?
Becoming Great Chief wasn't the real goal; it was a way for me to prove myself.
I wanted to build the most powerful machine ever.
I knew I shouldn't have placed any expectations on you.
Are you thinking about being lord ameer?
Good to see that you and Tomimi have learned something about politics, unlike Gavial.
I don't know how she's survived on the outside all these years.
Some things we deal with as a matter of course just don't factor in for Gavial. Like adapting to your environment.
Haha, that's true.
So you want her to become lord ameer? Are you sure she's suitable?
Pretty sure you could pick somebody off any street in Sargon and get a better lord ameer than her.
Agreed.
But if we're choosing a Tiacauh to lead Acahualla, there's no one more suitable than her.
Are you speaking as a Tiacauh, or as a Sargon Messenger?
......
We're entering the final stretch of the race!
Gavial remains in first place, but her lead continues to shrink.
It's not Avdotya who's closing the distance, though!
Despite her valiant effort, her choice of clothing has become dead weight.
Literally, as the weight of her clothes is slowing her down!
Meanwhile, Elysium is rapidly closing in!
Conserving his strength in the first half, Elysium now shows off his true ability.
He has passed Avdotya and is almost neck-and-neck with Gavial!
However—
Neither of them are aware of the true threat approaching!
I'm impressed with Elysium. I never thought he could catch up to Gavial.
His attitude is a mask. You can't get complacent.
Yes, I noticed. He doesn't want people to know how good he is.
Don't change the subject.
Alright, looks like you've learned a thing or two at Rhodes Island.
Not on purpose, but Master Closure makes me go to meetings about stuff besides technology, so I've heard a bunch of things.
Looks like she has high hopes for you.
As for your question...
I've lived in Acahualla for a long time.
Compared to city life, I prefer to stay in the jungles, watching you people fight over stupid things.
Maybe it's hard to believe, but for me, I'm a Tiacauh a Sargon Messenger at the same time. I don't have to pick.
Or I guess I could say, my Sargon perspective tells me that Acahualla won't stay unexplored forever. That's why I hope you'll seize the opportunity.
I believe you.
We're headed towards a climax.
Exercising his explosive potential, Elysium has almost caught up to Gavial.
Avdotya's not out of this race yet, though, and she's still keeping pace with the two in front of her.
No need to push it, Avdotya!
But now all three of them have noticed the threat approaching from behind—Stitch, riding in his boat!
The wonders of machinery! He has caught up to the three in front of him in a very short period of time!
Only a hundred meters to the goal!
It's like we're at the starting line again. Three swimmers and a boat, racing their way into the final stretch!
But, Inam.
I won't help you convince her.
Gavial should not sit in that chair.
You'll get the same answer if you ask Tomimi.
Why?
Figure it out for yourself. I'm busy.
...Fine.
If you have too much free time, you can help me build this boat while you think about it.
You really count every last coin, don't you?
Eighty meters!
Avdotya got caught in the boat's wake. She's coughing and she has to stop! Yes!
Er, I mean, what a shame.
Fifty meters!
Elysium tries to board the boat, but took an accidental hit from Master Edge, who is angry at Stitch, and falls back into the water!
There are bubbles coming to the surface. Is he okay?
Thirty meters!
Master Edge leaps from Gavial's back onto the Ale Keg, and hits Stitch on the head!
Ouch! That must have hurt!
By the way, Ale Keg is the name that I just gave to this boat, following in the footsteps of my other masterpiece, 'The Great Aquapit'!
Looks like the winner will be Ga—
Wait, not quite!
The fight between Master Edge and Stitch has destroyed the boat's instruments!
There's an ominous rumble coming from the Ale Keg!
She dashes ahead like an arrow!
Not even Gavial can catch the out-of-control boat!
The boat is the first to arrive at the goal!
The winner of this swimming contest is—
The Ale Keg!
...What?
Wait, it's not over yet!
The Ale Keg isn't satisfied with simply crossing the finish line!
She rushes ashore and charges toward the cave-in!
Boom!!!
Master Edge and Stitch are thrown from the boat!
The Ale Keg has put a huge hole in the rock blocking the tunnel exit!
Poor Ale Keg, never to taste the breakfast of champions!
A moment of silence for her!
What on earth are these people doing?
