Chapitre 95: Speed Run, Farming

"You forgot to square the root," Kir said as he looked over Stella's shoulder. "After that, you can simplify the equation better."

"It just ends up as the same number! Why do I have to put it all under the same thing?" Stella whined as she slashed a correction into the sand. They were, counter to Kir's expectations, safely standing on a beach, with only the waves to watch out for as they took a few hours to rest.

"This kind of math is more complicated, but it's what you need before you can calculate physics," Kir said as he looked over the claw he'd pulled off a crab-like grotesque. 

 Concluding it was probably not safe to try eating, especially because inside it looked like it was just cartilage and blue ichor, he tossed it onto the pile of grotesque corpses he'd gathered after spending the last few hours fighting.