Poseidon in Arknights

Chapter 142: Obsidian Music Festival

The Doctor and Amiya exchanged a glance and breathed a slight sigh of relief. As long as the volcano didn't erupt immediately, there was still room for maneuver.

Then, Amiya took a piece of azure ice and a note from the place where Xiao Xiyue disappeared. Inside the ice, there seemed to be a packet of tea leaves.

"Miss Yuzuki seems to really like freezing things with ice." Amiya muttered a slight complaint before unfolding the note and reading what was written on it.

Amiya was also very curious about what kind of magical artifact Miss Yuzuki was talking about.

[Remember the icing I introduced to you when I had you choose the black tea and coffee last time? It's icing inside ice cubes; it provides a refreshing coolness in any environment, even inside a volcano, ensuring you won't feel the heat.]

"I thought Yuuki would give me a high-powered weapon or something." The Doctor scratched his head. Kal'tsit had already seen through him before. Although the specifics were not explained, the Doctor understood that Yuuki was a very special being.

It's possible that Kal'tsit's way of expressing it was too peculiar and convoluted, leading the Doctor to conclude that Yuuki was a very special being in the end.

"Miss Yuzuki's weapon of mass destruction..." Amiya paused for a moment, then unconsciously began to imagine what the Doctor had just said.

Based on her understanding of Miss Yuuki, no matter how she imagined it, Amiya finally concluded that if Yuuki really were to give them a weapon of mass destruction, its power would at least be enough to blow up a mountain.

Although his understanding of Miss Yuzuki was not comprehensive, and under Kal'tsit's repeated instructions, he never used mental probing to try to probe Miss Yuzuki's mental state.

However, Kal'tsit's repeated instructions and her extreme caution regarding matters concerning Miss Yuuki, even going so far as to unexpectedly vote in favor of saving the Doctor, and Amiya's understanding of Yuuki's identity as a sea creature during their first encounter, all highlight the importance of this.

Taking all of the above into account, Amiya imagined that if Miss Yuzuki really gave them a large-scale weapon, well, it might not just be the volcano, but even Siesta might be destroyed.

The next moment, Amiya shook her head violently, banishing the thoughts that had just crossed her mind along with the swaying rabbit ears on her head. How could she think of Miss Yuzuki like that?

"Phew." Amiya let out a long sigh, holding an ice cube, and looked at the Doctor beside her. "Doctor, what should we do next?"

"Just stick to the original plan. Yuuki is just providing a safety net so we don't have to be so impatient." The Doctor stroked his chin, looking at the tea leaves frozen in the ice in Amiya's hand. "Once Huang and the others arrive, Skyfire and Provence will lead the team to try to go deeper into the volcano."

"The little guy that Xiyue just mentioned might not be considered a little guy to us. We need to be prepared."

"Then we'll see if Ceylon can come back." The Doctor looked out the window. "By the way, Amiya, do you think someone with so much solid evidence of wrongdoing can continue to win people's trust?"

"Hmm?" Amiya looked at the Doctor with some confusion. "What's wrong, Doctor?"

"No, it's nothing." The doctor shook his head. "It's just a backup plan, and we probably don't even need to do it."

"Ok?"

Just as Amiya was still a little confused, there was a knock on the door, and then Huang's carefree voice rang out from outside: "I've brought ACE and the others over, but if we're going to carry out a mission, we might have to wait a while."

The Doctor slapped his forehead and immediately understood what Huang had said outside the door. Then, the Doctor stood up, opened the door, and saw Huang supporting ACE and Scout, whose faces were already flushed from drinking.

If Huang hadn't supported them, they probably would have collapsed on the ground by now. To be honest, tourists like this, completely drunk, are not uncommon in Siesta these days. You can find plenty of tourists like this in any tavern or hotel.

However, for the current PhDs, this situation is undoubtedly a loss of two key figures out of nowhere.

"These two can really drink today." Huang helped the two into the room and tossed them onto the sofa. The two seemed to still have some energy left, as they adjusted themselves into a relatively comfortable sitting position and fell asleep again after being put on the sofa.

"The people who answer the phone are all bar staff."

Because many bars are running promotions, such as all-you-can-drink drinks, or unlimited drinks for a certain price per seat. As for whether they can break even, they set the prices at a relatively high level.

Besides, no matter how much you can drink, it's all just ordinary beer. Even if you encounter a big eater, it's only one or two, not all of them.

Of course, to prevent people from getting too drunk and to ensure they get their money's worth, bars usually have a few staff members to check if someone is drunk and if someone can come and pick them up. Once confirmed, they will take away the person's phone.

As for the purpose, it's to be able to explain to the family members in time when they call and let them take the guests away.

"When I arrived, their table was covered with a huge pile of those extra-large wine glasses." Huang, who was standing next to the Doctor, excitedly told him about the scene she had witnessed when she picked up ACE and Scout.

"Sigh, Amiya." The Doctor looked at Amiya with a helpless expression. "Are there any reliable operators left in Siesta now?"

"No, regardless of whether it's reliable or not, it must at least be strong."

"We originally planned to proceed on both fronts simultaneously, but for now, let's wait and see how things go in Ceylon."

——————Siesta Garrison Amusement Park·Obsidian Music Stage——————

"I don't know why, but I feel increasingly uneasy since I came here." Frost frowned as he held his instrument. For some reason, the closer he got to the stage, the stronger his unease became.

Alty listened to Frost's words with a look of surprise: "It's quite rare to see you have interests other than food and music."

“Don’t you feel uneasy about this feeling that’s been lingering in your mind?” Frost glanced at Alty. “I have a feeling that we’ll find something surprising if we go on stage.”

"Alright, we all formed this band for the sake of music," Alty said, gently strumming her bass. "How can we not go on stage?"

"And what else on this land could surprise us?"

“It’s just a feeling,” Frost said, picking up his instrument. “It’s almost time, isn’t it?”

"I think so. The singer above finished his warm-up act, and now we're just waiting for the host to announce the next act, right?" Dan turned to look at the stage. "Speaking of which, I also bumped into that beast lord named Emperor when I came here."

“I know that,” Alty said, turning to Dan. “He’s also a special guest at this year’s Obsidian Music Festival!”

"Speaking of which, their shadow image really makes it obvious who it is at a glance, doesn't it?"

"It's also a way to liven up the atmosphere," Dan casually replied to Alty. "But that's not what I wanted to talk about. I always felt that there was a hint of a smile in the way they looked at us back then."

"Perhaps it's because they saw us?" Aya thought for a moment and then said, "After all, we didn't hide much."

“That’s true.” Dan thought for a moment and nodded. “But I always felt that his smile had an ulterior motive.”

"Who knows?" Alty shrugged, then turned to look at the stage. "Alright, ladies, pick up your instruments, it's time for us to go on stage!"

——————Siesta Garrison Amusement Park Music Festival Grandstand——————

Although this is called a grandstand, it is just a simple tiered platform. The tiered platform ensures that even the audience in the back rows can see the stage.

Between the stands and the stage, there is a large area for people to stand, and even hotel guests can watch the grand performance by simply tuning to a dedicated channel.

"It's so crowded." Exusiai looked helplessly at Yuuki beside her, feeling the throng of people around her. "There are so many people. Why don't we just go to the hotel to watch?"

“The boss said there might be some trouble.” Yuzuki patted Exusiai’s head. “But it’s actually not too bad. With you here, there are relatively few people around us. Look at other places, people are basically so crowded that they can’t even move.”

"After all, they don't want their eyes to be dazzled." Sora turned her head and looked at Exusiai behind her, or more accurately, at the halo above her head, "With you, this human-shaped walking fluorescent light, here."

"Wait a while, the number of people might decrease." Xi Yue looked around and saw that quite a few people had already started to walk back, probably because they didn't want to be crowded and weren't necessarily there to watch a live performance.

"The rest of the people will be those who really want to see the live performance. It shouldn't be too crowded, maybe."

At that moment, the host's voice came from the stage: "Next up is one of our mystery guests, the Sunset Band!"

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Although the sense of unease intensified after stepping onto the stage, it was also accompanied by a warm feeling of returning to the sea.

However, in Alty and the others' memories, the sea was far from being associated with gentleness or warmth.

However, this did not affect the performance of the Sunset Band at all. But while the others were still playing with great passion, Alty suddenly spoke in their mental link in an extremely heavy tone: "Frost, I suddenly started to hate your intuition."

"What's wrong?" Frost asked in the mental link, somewhat puzzled. You would never have used the mental link to talk to us at a time like this before.

“I’ve found the source of our unease.” Alty was filled with surprise and doubt at the voice. “Also, I take back what I just said. There are indeed things on this land that surprise us, or even terrify us.”

"Hey, don't scare us," Dan said helplessly through the mental link. "What is it? Don't tell me Isamara is sitting in the stands watching us right now."

“That Deepsea Hunter is indeed here,” Alty replied to Dan. “But that’s not what I’m talking about. She’s not Isamara now. Don’t you see that Laterano with a fluorescent light tube on her head over there on the left side of the second platform?”

"Look who's standing over there?"

The other three continued playing their instruments, their eyes all fixed on the direction Alty had just pointed out. Despite the large number of people, the fluorescent lights overhead of the Lateran were still quite noticeable.

Of course, what stood out more in their eyes was not the Lateran, nor the Deep Sea Hunter standing to the side, but the one who looked like Vayvan, or rather, a dragon from the Yan Kingdom.

In an instant, the mental connection between the singers of the Sunset Vanishes band fell silent, and even their hand movements became somewhat sluggish.

Fortunately, this small mistake did not elicit a reaction from the audience, and the group quickly adjusted themselves and continued playing the song.

However, the apparent calm and tranquility could not conceal the intense discussions and immense surprise raging within their minds.

"Excuse me, do we behemoths dream?" Dan's voice was weak at this moment. "Also, after this song, can we leave?"

“We…should…be dreaming.” Aya’s voice sounded relatively calm, but judging from the mental link, she wasn’t as calm as her voice suggested. “However, right now it’s clearly not a dream.”

“I know, I know.” Dan felt a sense of helplessness. “It’s just that the sea has developed its own will and is still standing there listening to our songs. It’s really hard to understand and unbelievable.”

"So what do we do now?" Frost nudged Alty in the mental link. "Should we go and make contact with the ocean?"

"Let me think about it." Alty was silent for a moment. "Well, let's talk about it later. Let's finish what we're doing first."

"Since the ocean has been brought ashore, there's no other way, right?"

Frost's voice held a hint of reluctance: "I can't bear to part with the delicious food on land."

“Hmm, there might not be any land left after that, right?” Aya added after thinking for a while, “After all, Isamara is right next to the ocean.”

"Stop, stop, stop." Suddenly, a woman's voice, filled with helplessness, squeezed into their mental link. "Don't talk so outrageously, okay?"

"Can't I just come here for a vacation?"

Chapter 143: The Situation May Still Be Under Control

"Uh, sea, ocean, hello?" Aya's voice was weak and timid, like a child caught talking behind someone's back. "We're not..."

To be honest, she really wanted to ask her companions for their opinions on how to communicate with this ocean creature, but it seemed to ignore them and directly entered their mental link.

Moreover, when they were discussing behind their backs, this ocean shouldn't have entered their mental link, yet it seemed to know exactly what they were talking about and responded to their previous conversation without any obstacles.

It was as if she knew what they were talking about from the very beginning, or that He had been listening to their conversation all along.

“Because you just saw me and called me, I saw and heard you.” As the ocean finished speaking, they could even see the illusion of the ocean shrugging at them. “Oh, by the way, let me introduce myself first. My name is Yuzuki, so please don’t call me Ocean.”

"Those little guys are driving me crazy with all this noise." Similarly, in the spiritual link between the Sunset and the Fading Singers, the voice of the ocean—no, no, it should be said—falls with the sound of the evening moon.

The illusion of Yuzuki reappeared before their eyes, but just now, although she said that the noise was annoying, her expression seemed to be nothing more than helplessness.

If their mental link could only be used to make phone calls before, after Yuuki forcibly joined, their mental link could not only make phone calls to each other, but also send each other pictures.

Wait, is this still their mental link? Logically speaking, if their mental link is forcibly broken into, they should feel uncomfortable.

But now, instead of feeling uncomfortable, they feel warmth and a sense of belonging, which linger in their hearts. Moreover, it seems that the other party has also upgraded their spiritual connection.

At least for now, if they want to contact his companions, they can even see their illusions, and each of them now has a solemn and surprised expression on their face.

"Can you hear us?" Alty mustered her courage and asked. To be honest, this was the first time she had ever been so cautious, but the other party's identity left her no room for carelessness.

"Don't be nervous, calm down." Instead of rushing to explain, the other person comforted Alty, who was feeling tense. "You're still playing."

The illusion of Yuugetsu in her mind reached out and touched her head. With the touch, a sense of peace arose from within, lingering in Alty's heart.

'The situation seems manageable?' Alty had a fleeting thought.

"Well, let me explain briefly first, although this is just my own guess." A pair of glasses had appeared on the illusionary face of Yuuki at some point. "So the following guesses are not taken seriously; they are just my personal speculations and may not be true."

"First of all, it's because you guys just mentioned me that I heard it."