The integration activities between new and old members on the island are in full swing, and Sun Yiming, as a gangster, is indeed quite capable.

His planned series of activities, such as the "Cooking Competition," "Skills Exchange Meeting," and "New and Old Collaboration Task Challenge," greatly eased the previous tense atmosphere.

As the specially invited chief judge of the "Cooking Competition", Yanlin eats until his belly is round and full every day, and he is very satisfied with his life.

When the mood strikes, Flamescale will even bring its octopus to show off its "fire-roasted dried fish" skill. Although it doesn't look very appealing, the taste is surprisingly unique.

As a result, the octopus's culinary skills have gained public recognition, making it extremely proud.

These activities not only helped new members find a sense of belonging, but also allowed veteran members to see the value and potential of the newcomers.

Many survivors with exceptional skills distinguished themselves through these activities. Talented individuals emerged in all walks of life, from those skilled in precision machinery and herbal identification and processing to even those adept at chart drawing.

The emergence of these talents has greatly enriched the various aspects of development on the island.

Gu Xi felt somewhat comforted as he watched all this.

The initial stabilization within the organization allows her to focus more on the upcoming General Assembly.

"Pfft! Boss, when do we set off? Can I represent the sea monsters at the Joint Conference now?"

Flame Scale, carrying a "deep-sea seaweed chew stick" specially made by Sun Yiming, swaggered over to Gu Xi's side.

After several days of overeating, it had gained even more weight, and yesterday Gu Xi forced it to go on a diet. Therefore, it can't eat, and if it gets hungry, it can only gnaw on a chew toy.

"It'll be soon. But, Flamescale, this trip isn't for you to fight or just watch the show."

"I know, I know," Flamescale flicked its tail impatiently. "We're going to negotiate, negotiate! Besides, with so many SSS-rank enemies around, I can't beat them all, so I won't make any rash moves."

"To act rashly" is a phrase that Yanlin recently learned and is now using.

In addition, although he said he wouldn't act rashly, he still had a strong desire to see the world out of curiosity.

Gu Xi nodded and turned to the other side.

"Ais, how's the compilation of historical materials from the Tar era coming along?"

Ais was suspended in mid-air, surrounded by a faint ice-blue halo. Several shimmering crystal plates floated in front of her, covered with strange symbols.

This is from the Virology Institute; it's one of the documents Ai Si retrieved, and he's been studying it recently.

Ais slowly opened his eyes, his blue pupils shimmering. He stretched out his finger and pointed in the air, causing the symbols on a crystal plate to flow and recombine rapidly.

"The application of spiritual power in the Tar era far exceeded imagination, especially in terms of 'resonance' and 'linkage'. Their historical records clearly mention that the early sea monsters and deep-sea races were not in a relationship of enslavement and being enslaved, but rather a relationship of non-aggression."

"Moreover, in terms of lifespan, sea monsters live much longer than deep-sea creatures, so they don't care about the much shorter-lived deep-sea creatures at all." Ais's voice carried a unique sigh.

"I found some key text fragments and energy fluctuation records, which may be able to reveal some deliberately concealed truths at the conference."

Gu Xi's eyes narrowed. "Is there clear evidence? If this can be confirmed, it would be good news for the slave sea monsters."