Ark Undead

The immortal did not choose to listen to her long-winded explanation.

He simply felt that warriors striving for their ideals should not die in the darkness before dawn.

Volume Four: Hymns to the Unyielding

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147. Rhodes Island: An Unexpected Event

The medical staff gathered together, their faces grave, and unanimously advised a staff member who had just arrived at the medical department.

"Even if you are a War Knight, you still need to undergo Originium testing! After all, this is a matter of life and death!"

With her white hair and deathly pale skin, Sarkaz stood before the armored operator who had just arrived at the medical department, holding a huge syringe. Despite her righteous words, the tears streaming down her face betrayed her true feelings.

Yes, this medical department operator is a Sarkaz, and a Blood Demon Sarkaz at that.

She could already smell the scent of a powerful figure, and from his armor and the greatsword on his back, she could also smell the strong stench of blood.

That's something the human nose can't detect. Even washing it off is extremely difficult to remove the clotted blood from the tarsal bone.

The moment Warfarin smelled it, she couldn't help but tremble. She couldn't remember the last time she had smelled blood with this scent. At that moment, her instincts as a blood demon seemed to be activated.

Therefore, when she stood in front of all the medical staff with the huge syringe, everyone couldn't help but take a step back.

"..."

The Undead looked at the enormous syringe in Warfarin's hand and fell silent for a moment.

Are you sure this is just Originium detection?

"Originium, physical condition, testing, blood test required?"

"Of course! How can we check the Originium content in your blood without drawing blood? And how can we know your physical condition without drawing blood!"

Warfarin had a "I'm doing this for your own good" look on her face, but in reality, the hand holding the syringe was constantly pushing it towards the undead.

If it weren't for the fact that the undead was still wearing armor, she probably would have already tried to inject the syringe into the undead's body!

Of course, other medical staff members who were also very curious about the undead also stepped forward and joined Warfarin in trying to persuade the undead.

Of course, their purpose wasn't to draw blood. They wanted to see what this legendary war knight actually looked like.

At least we need to entice... no, persuade him to take off his helmet! After all, once we get started, taking off the armor won't be too difficult!

A green-haired creature had quietly approached the undead from behind, raising her enormous wand, which resembled a club, ready to strike him down.

Just then, the door to the medical department was pushed open, freezing everyone in place!

Dr. Kal'tsit stood at the door. When she saw the people inside making their movements, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. At the same time, she crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame, scanning the medical department inside with her cold eyes.

Warfarin's smile and the tears at the corner of her mouth froze instantly, and the green-haired physical therapy master standing behind the undead also froze in mid-air, holding his "wand".

"So, your medical department is truly amazing."

The undead turned his head and glanced at Kal'tsit standing by the door. There was no anger or offense in his tone; instead, he genuinely found it amusing.

Not everyone has the courage to face an undead and ask him to take off his armor.

Even if the medical department planned to remove the immortals' armor using special methods, they still possessed a level of courage that ordinary people couldn't match.

Moreover, he could sense the little green girl behind him, and the power within her was in no way weaker than that of the ranked arena knights of Kazimierz.

The Undead were deeply curious as to why such a warrior would choose to join the medical department.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Undead. If I had arrived any later, I wouldn't be surprised at what those unruly girls might have done."

As Kal'tsit walked straight toward Warfarin, she expressed her apologies to the undead.

"Due to your special status, I forgot to inform Huang beforehand that we didn't need to bring you for medical testing, which was my oversight. So..."

A dark shadow flashed by, and the Undead only had time to see something emerge from behind Kal'tsit. It seemed to be a skeleton, or some kind of peculiar monster.

The next second, the huge syringe fell to the ground, and Kal'tsit grabbed Warfarin by the neck and dragged her out of the medical department bit by bit.

"I'll hang this guy on the deck as an apology. If you ever need a comprehensive medical checkup, you're welcome to come to the medical department for help anytime, of course..."

Kal'tsit turned around and glanced at everyone in the medical department.

"Gavial, congratulations."

After uttering such a baffling statement, Kal'tsit dragged the nearly unconscious Warfarin out of the medical ward.

boom!

The doors to the medical department were closed, and the green-haired physical therapy master standing behind the undead chuckled as he withdrew his wand.

She admitted that she had just intended to try physical hypnosis, but she was caught before she could do it.

But what did Kal'tsit mean by what she said before she left? What did she mean by "congratulations to me"?

Gavial scratched her head in confusion, not noticing the undead man's loosened fist.

"In short, Mr. War Knight does not need medical testing, so everyone can leave now."

The purple-haired girl, Fleur, who had brought Ceobe for treatment earlier, clutched her staff with both hands and whispered, trembling slightly.

She was still somewhat afraid of Dr. Kal'tsit. Although it was undeniable that Dr. Kal'tsit was a respectable senior, her aura was simply too oppressive.

"Yes."

Standing behind Hibiscus, the short, pink-haired girl nodded quietly, then turned and put away the wand she used to perform first aid Originium Arts.

If Warfarin and Gavial had actually attacked each other, she wouldn't have minded collecting their bodies.

Are you kidding me?! That's a War Knight! A doctor and a blood bank manager, do you really think they can subdue him?!

"Okay... alright, let's leave it at that then..."

Gavial sighed with slight regret and left behind the undead.

In her homeland, a warrior as powerful as the Undead would be a leader whom everyone would follow.

Unfortunately, we won't be able to see the true face of this knight today.

Ugh, I'm so unwilling to accept this!

The immortal jumped off the hospital bed, which made a comfortable creaking sound, and the bed bridge, which had been slightly depressed, returned to its original position.

"Then, I'm leaving."

The Undead picked up the greatsword that was placed beside him and hung it behind his back. He nodded to the people in the medical department and turned to walk out of the medical department's door.

"Mr. Undying, please remember to eat healthily! If you have any questions about nutrition, feel free to come to me anytime! I will prepare nutritious meals for you and create a nutritional intake plan!"

Furong quickly stretched her neck and shouted at the Undead, and also raised her arm and waved.

The immortal raised his right hand to indicate that he understood, and then closed the door to the medical department.

After leaving the medical department, Dr. Kal'tsit had disappeared, and only the faint screams of a white-haired blood demon could be heard.

He turned his head and looked at Huang, who was leaning against the wall beside him, and asked.

"Um, Warfarin, doctor, are you alright?"

"Don't worry, it's nothing unusual. Everyone at Rhodes Island is used to it. Today we'll see another figure being blown by the wind on the drawbridge outside the deck."

Huang waved his hand, indicating that the immortals didn't need to worry.

"Um..."

Undead was momentarily speechless. Before coming to Rhodes Island, when he met Ace and Blaze, he thought all Rhodes Island employees had such a rigorous and serious work attitude.

I never expected the medical department to have this side to it, and I never expected that Dr. Kal'tsit, who looks like a block of ice, would actually use hanging operators on a suspension bridge as punishment.

This feels rather...

"What, do you think this punishment is too childish?"

Huang smiled, waved her hand, signaling the undead to follow her, and then walked forward while explaining to the undead.

"Actually, because everyone on Rhodes Island lives on the island for a long time, they don't have many opportunities to encounter unexpected things most of the time. The workers in the boiler room are always facing Rhodes Island's power furnaces. The trainee operators are always receiving training from Instructor Dobermann and other instructors, and everyone in the medical department is always facing groups of patients."

Huang stepped into the elevator, and the Undead followed him in.

"Dr. Warfarin is the manager of the medical department's blood bank, and also a Sarkaz blood demon. Her age is beyond what many of us imagined. Don't be fooled by her youthful appearance; she's actually a hundred or two hundred years old!"

As Huang finished speaking, she glanced at the undead beside her.

"Oh, you don't need to tell anyone about this. Just know it!"

"Ah."

The Undead nodded, signaling Huang to continue.

Huang coughed twice, realizing she had just said something she shouldn't have, and continued speaking.

"Long hours and monotonous work always need some spice. Dr. Kal'tsit couldn't possibly do anything to Dr. Warfarin. And the Rhodes Island operators also need a way to get to know each other better."

"Therefore, this kind of punishment, which can be considered amusing, has become a spice in the lives of the operators."

Huang knew this explanation was a bit strange, so she continued speaking to the Undead.

"For example, would you rather deal with a cold-blooded Sarkaz who's over a hundred years old, or a blood bank manager who's over a hundred years old and always hanging from the deck bridge by Dr. Kal'tsit because of his blood-drinking urges, only able to cry out for help miserably, and occasionally cursing Dr. Kal'tsit?"

The immortal immediately understood Huang's meaning.

Although it is a form of punishment, it also carries other meanings beyond punishment itself. Otherwise, in the eyes of Kal'tsit, who prioritizes efficiency above all else, such unnecessary things as punishment would be better discarded, and the results would speak for themselves.

Since this method can provide Rhodes Island with some topics of conversation during leisure time and also bring operators closer together, why can't we use this method of punishment?

but...

"Why do you always emphasize, Dr. Warfarin, that you're over a hundred years old?"

"Ah...hahaha...it's just a coincidence, a coincidence."

Huang chuckled awkwardly, trying to dispel the Undead's doubts.

Fortunately, the immortals didn't press the matter, otherwise Huang really wouldn't know how to explain it.

The elevator went up from the fourth basement level to the ground floor, back to the area where the operators rested and had fun.

The elevator doors opened, and the Undead immediately heard a noisy exchange.