Ark Undead

Exusiai patted Ceobe on the head with a smile, then threw the frisbee in her hand.

"Flying!"

Kroos ran out excitedly, trying to catch the frisbee.

As the sun sets, we rest by the campfire when the time comes.

Only the Undead remains, still searching for his own answers amidst the fragments of memory.

125. Melanie received the letter.

At the same time, Rhodes Island.

Several months have passed since the last discussion of the plan to rescue the doctor.

With the goal of rescuing the doctor, the underlying computing machines on Rhodes Island began a month-long calculation.

The final calculations left three feasible solutions out of tens of thousands of options.

Two or three months passed after discussing these plans and refining the details.

Meanwhile, the elite operators gradually returned to the island and began preparing for everything in the plan.

In fact, the seeds of hope were planted in everyone's hearts after Amiya proposed the idea of ​​rescuing the doctor.

Because most elite operators have witnessed the Doctor's strength firsthand. Apart from a small number of elite operators who joined Rhodes Island after the Doctor left, almost everyone supports this idea.

It's not that they think Dr. Kal'tsit, who is currently in control of Rhodes Island, is bad.

In terms of her role as a senior and a superior, Dr. Kal'tsit can be considered a qualified senior.

She would personally handle all matters related to Rhodes Island, working late into the night every day.

As a doctor, she reminded the officers every day to maintain a regular schedule and take care of their health.

But she herself is the one who doesn't follow a regular schedule the most, and she has to finish everything that needs to be done before she can.

The operators all see her dedication. However, it must be admitted that Dr. Kal'tsit may indeed be somewhat lacking in her leadership qualities.

She maintained all necessary rationality, considered all conceivable problems, and chose the plan with the highest probability of success from all options.

However, she couldn't understand the personality of each operator and handle things in a way that satisfied everyone.

Simply put, Kal'tsit is unfeeling and cold-hearted.

This is a consensus among most operators. But that doesn't stop them from having respect for Kal'tsit.

If it weren't for Kal'tsit, Rhodes Island, a small machine with huge operational costs, would probably have completely fallen apart a year or two ago.

Kal'tsit did everything she could to maintain the situation; that was the limit of her power.

Furthermore, since she was intentionally grooming Amiya, those operators who knew a little about the inside story remained silent on the matter.

In their eyes, Kal'tsit had done enough. But she was ultimately a pure scholar, unlike the Doctor, who possessed great talent in military command and management.

However, since Kal'tsit is also silently supporting the plan to rescue the Doctor, it means that the situation has become quite serious. Without the Doctor, Rhodes Island would likely face an even more dangerous situation in the coming days.

Despite the decisions made above, the elite operators and higher-ups did not pass on this pressure to the ordinary operators.

Some of the operators are dispatched assistance personnel from other factions, while others are talents recruited by Rhodes Island itself.

Many of them are just young people. Instead of making them worry so much, it's better to let them maintain their current pace and conserve their energy so that no accidents happen when they go on missions.

Today, a letter was delivered to the Rhode Island Human Resources Department.

Normally, such letters could arrive every day, and the staff in charge of personnel wouldn't pay much attention to them.

However, the sender was somewhat unexpected. When the HR manager saw the name, they were immediately taken aback and subsequently chose to report it to a higher level.

"Dr. Kal'tsit."

A beautiful woman with white-streaked hair came to Dr. Kal'tsit's office and handed her the letter in her hand.

"This is a letter from Victoria, addressed to Operator Melantha."

"What's the problem?"

Kal'tsit had dark circles under her eyes; she hadn't slept for almost a whole day and was only keeping herself sustenance with coffee.

Although she knew that coffee was bad for her health, she still chose to force herself to stay awake this way.

Kal'tsit picked up the letter on the table and read it line by line, starting from the top. When she reached the last line, she couldn't help but hold her breath.

On the last line of the letter cover, in the sender's section, three words were written.

Immortal.

The reason why the beautiful Zilan with her white-streaked hair chose to intercept the letter and let Kal'tsit decide its fate was because of her status as an undead.

Zilan isn't exactly a veteran operator, but she still follows the struggles in Kazimierz. This is a learning process for any operator. Moreover, she herself is extremely interested in this war knight.

"Is the source legitimate?"

Kal'tsit raised her head and looked at Zilan in front of her.

“No problem, it was delivered by an official messenger from Victoria, through proper channels.”

Zilan nodded.

After listening to Zilan's words, Kal'tsit pondered for a moment, her previously somewhat dazed mind instantly clearing up upon seeing the words "undead."

A moment later, she placed the letter in front of Zilan and gave her some instructions.

“Let Melantha handle it. Everyone has their own secrets, and we don’t need to dig them out.”

Kal'tsit picked up the water glass next to her, took a sip, and then waved for Zilan to leave.

Zilan picked up the letters on the table, unsuspecting, and left Kal'tsit's office.

After Zilan left, Kal'tsit put down her pen and began to think about the letter.

Undead, a name that is ancient to Kal'tsit, but familiar enough.

Because recently, people have been mentioning this name a lot.

Victoria's intelligence network reported a few weeks ago that a dragon had appeared in the infected settlement of Victoria, and that the leader of Aslan's faction, named Vina, who was responsible for dealing with the dragon, had previously been on good terms with a monster called the Victoria Ghost.

As far as she knew, the Undead War Knight, along with that ghost of Victoria, were rumored to like wearing armor and appearing as if they were made of steel.

There are also accounts of knights appearing in Victoria during an upper-class gathering.

Meanwhile, in Melantha's file, she herself mentioned that she had learned Victorian fencing, as well as other types of fencing.

Instructor Dobermann once mentioned to Kal'tsit that Melantha's swordsmanship vaguely showed traces of Eastern influences.

Dobermann also sought confirmation from Yato, but Yato stated that he had no private dealings with Melantha.

If it were that immortal being, then everything would seem to make sense.

According to Melantha, her teacher was incredibly powerful; he rescued her from the crowd during the infected riot and also saved her entire family.

Connecting all the clues and eliminating all the inconsistencies, the final answer will definitely be credible.

In other words, Melantha was actually a disciple of this knight of Kazimierz, a wandering spirit in Victorian urban legend.

This was originally not a big deal; it was at most a private matter or family affair for the operator.

But when that war knight was involved, even Kal'tsit frowned and began to calculate the pros and cons.

The most crucial point is that since the Undead were able to send letters to Rhodes Island, it means that the Undead already knew of Rhodes Island's existence.

This is what Kal'tsit is most concerned about right now.

Does the immortal still retain his past memories? Can he recall everything he has done?

This has little to do with the current situation Rhodes Island faces, but it is closely related to Kal'tsit and the future of Rhodes Island.

Regardless, the fact that one of our own operators has a disciple who never dies is a very good sign.

Until things change, just maintain the status quo.

That evening, the purple-haired kitten breathed a sigh of relief when she returned to her dormitory. She was about to rest for a while before taking a shower when she discovered an extra letter in the mailbox by the door.

Katie, who was with her, also looked over curiously.

"Who is this addressed to? Is it for me?"

Melanie opened the mailbox and took out the familiar letter.

The envelopes used by family members to send letters were made of special paper commonly used by upper-class Victorians, so it was easy to tell who was sending them.

"My letter home."

Melanie was also quite tired after a day of training. Even a letter from her family couldn't stop her from taking a shower first!

Katie didn't care; she had already showered and was now back with Melantha, just picking her up from Melantha's evening class in the training room.

So, Melanie, drenched in sweat, took off her clothes and went into the bathroom.

Katie, on the other hand, sat to the side and began watching today's play.

Half an hour later, Melanie breathed a sigh of relief after taking a shower, comfortably dried her hair with a hairdryer, and then sat down on the bed.

She picked up the letter on the table, intending to read the instructions her father and mother had sent as usual.

His eyes swept over the envelope, and just as he was about to open it, his hand suddenly stopped.

The purple-haired kitten stared in disbelief at the name on the sender's letter.

The fingers gripping the envelope turned slightly white, a sign of excessive force.

Katie didn't notice Melantha's strange behavior; she was still watching TV.

Melantha's originally pale face flushed with excitement in a very short time.

Teacher! It's the teacher!

She looked up and glanced at Katie cautiously.

Great, nothing found!

Like a thief, Melanie quietly opened the envelope and took out the paper inside.

The paper was thin, so the writing was only on one side.

Melanie sat up straight and began to read carefully, word by word, starting from the very top.