Ark Undead

In the past, it was because that king stood on their side that they had enough influence.

But what about now? What resources does Rhodes Island have to stand against the power of a nation?

Ace couldn't think of any point to measure it, but he trusted the doctor.

The Doctor wouldn't be so reckless as to bring Rhodes Island into that dangerous environment. If the war ultimately needs to be resolved by the Doctor, then these elite operators are powerful pawns in the Doctor's hands.

He was ready.

But before that.

"Let's finish today's work early and go grab a drink after get off work."

Ace mechanically records the information on the form and then inputs it into the terminal in front of him.

His position was in the warehouse storage room, where he had just been sorting through the delivered supplies, and now he was naturally entering data here as well.

"And you? Is there anything you'd like to drink?"

Just as Ace was talking to the operator next to him, a voice appeared not far from Ace.

"Ace, good afternoon."

"Oh, good afternoon?"

Ace responded instinctively. But after he finished speaking, he realized that the voice seemed somewhat familiar.

"Ok?"

Ace looked up at the people in the corridor; a broad, sturdy figure continued walking inside.

Ace blinked and looked at the operator beside him.

"Is that person...?"

"Ah, yes."

The agent blinked, swallowed hard, turned around, tore off a piece of paper, and casually grabbed a pen.

"Yes, it's Mr. War Knight."

...

The news of the Undead returning to Rhodes Island quickly spread from Ace.

It was like a holiday; all the agents in every department knew about it immediately, and the news spread even faster than holiday announcements.

It's not that everyone has any ulterior motives towards the undead. It's just that the combat log that Dobermann and Miss Nightblade brought back was quite beyond expectations.

Before leaving Minos, Dobermann and Nightblade specifically sought out someone to purchase two relatively clear battle scenes at a high price.

Some photos were taken with drones, while others were taken with cameras.

The content consists of records of the battles between the Undead and Melantha in Minos. Of course, the most important are Melantha's battle records against the combat experts, as well as the battle records between the Undead and the captain of the Farron Undead Legion.

At first, no one paid any attention to these two combat logs. But when an operator, with a learning mindset, opened these two combat logs in the library, the situation suddenly reversed.

Melantha's Eastern swordsmanship became widely known overnight, and many field operators who were not training operators humbly went to Melantha to ask for her advice.

For no other reason than Melantha's swift movements and precise strikes, it's hard to imagine that a normally gentle girl would become like this in battle.

Even Dobermann and Instructor Nightblade bluntly stated that Melantha's skills far surpassed those of trainee operators, and that even ordinary operators would not be able to gain an advantage against her.

However, considering the integrity of the reserve team, there are no plans to officially promote Melanie for the time being, and it does require time to adapt.

Another combat record, a record of no casualties, has refreshed everyone's understanding of heavy weapons.

Such agile combat style, with its dance-like beauty, is a completely new understanding of weapons like greatswords.

Many operators were shocked by this, and those operators who came to the island after the Lungmen incident also truly realized the strength of the Undead through this combat record.

As a result, a second wave of War Knight fever naturally swept across Rhodes Island.

However, as the person involved in the combat record, the Undead has no time to respond to the expectations of those operators.

His purpose in returning to Rhodes Island this time was, of course, to have a good talk with Kal'tsit and the Doctor.

However, the first task, of course, is to go back to your room and start a campfire.

With his left hand hidden under his cloak, gripping the hilt of the spiral sword at his waist, the undead silently walked toward his room.

But on the way, he heard the doctor's voice.

"came back?"

The Doctor emerged from a side path beside him, a cup of coffee in his hand, and greeted the Undead like an old friend.

"Just got back."

The Undead nodded, and he also subconsciously stopped and looked at the Doctor.

"How was the harvest?"

The professor took a sip of coffee and asked.

"When I heard from Instructor Dubin and the others that you were still in Minos, I thought something had happened."

"It's nothing, it just took a little time."

The Undead shook his head and then responded.

"Minos gave me a surprise."

"Really? Congratulations!"

The doctor's tone was filled with sincere congratulations, just as the undead remembered.

In his memory, the doctor was such a person, one who didn't hide his thoughts. But every word he spoke precisely pointed to the essence of the matter, leaving you with no way to escape.

Most of the arrangements he made were so-called open schemes. The doctor could always find a legitimate way to tell everyone what he was going to do, but they couldn't stop him.

Otherwise, the doctor would not have become a military commander at that time.

"I'll go back first, light a campfire, and come back to find you later."

The immortal greeted them and was about to leave.

But then he suddenly remembered something, stopped again, and turned to look at the doctor.

"Hmm? Is there anything urgent?"

The doctor looked at the immortal, who was about to speak when the doctor suddenly realized something and said...

"Ah, I understand. Should we register another Rhodes Island contract operator?"

The Undead stared at the Doctor, who just smiled back at the Undead.

A sudden silence fell between the two.

Finally, the immortal simply nodded slowly.

"I'll come find you later."

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you in the conference room. As for the other one, don't worry about him."

The professor leaned against the wall and said leisurely.

"Just go to the HR department and pick up your employee certificate in a bit. I've already arranged everything."

"..."

The Undead can confirm that the employee certificate the Doctor mentioned was for the Fire Mage.

It seems he has remembered a lot.

"Thank you."

"nothing"

The doctor shook his head and said solemnly.

"This is what I should do."

...

The Undead originally treated lighting a campfire in the room as a simple ritual.

After all, for him, lighting a campfire used to simply mean taking a break.

But now, the meaning is completely different.

After lighting a campfire in the room, the Undead immediately left. He had to get identification for someone else and keep his appointment with the Doctor.

Although he just got back today, the Undead Man wants to finish everything as soon as possible.

I don't know why, but I just wanted to get back to the campfire as soon as possible.

Therefore, the immortals went out in a hurry, as if they had something urgent to attend to.

Meanwhile, Melantha, who had just finished her training mission for the day, only learned from the operators' discussion after the training ended that the Undead had returned.

With the Undead on her mind, Melantha quickly took a shower, changed her clothes, and went to check on her teacher.

When she arrived at the Undead's room, Melantha instinctively used her fingerprint to open the door.

"Teacher? Teacher, you're back?"

Melantha spoke before she could even see who was in the room.

When she finally opened the door, she saw the campfire in the center of the room, and naturally saw the people sitting next to it.

Unlike the figure I had imagined, she was more slender, but also possessed a strange elegance.

Upon hearing Melantha's voice, the person turned around and looked towards the door, whereupon Melantha heard a slightly delighted sound.

Is that you?

"elder sister?!"

Melantha blinked, surprised to find that in the immortal's room, she didn't see the immortal, but rather the older sister she had met once before in the sacred artifact.

Melantha glanced around; the Undead weren't in the room.

"Sister, if you're back, then the teacher must be back too, right?"

The Fire Maiden sat on the ground with her legs bent, and nodded with a smile.

"Yes, he went out on business. It seems he had something to discuss with the doctor. Judging from your appearance, you must have rushed over in a hurry, right?"