Doctor will never die in a hellish situation.

"What!? He's still alive? Impossible! I checked the files after we breached Chernobog. Everyone except you and Sergei was dead!" The Kingslayer shook his head and said in a trembling voice.

“He was just a temporary worker at the time, an unregistered person with a forged identity. He even published his papers under my name, so naturally he wasn’t considered an important figure. After he escaped, Okraina didn’t want to cause any trouble or be punished for such a small matter, so he was simply covered up.”

"Where is he?" the kingslayer asked urgently.

She recalled an afternoon many years ago.

Her father held her in a rocking chair, reciting "Justice and Propriety" in a way far beyond a child's comprehension. As he yawned repeatedly, the old woman and a dark-haired young man wearing sunglasses and a hood walked over.

Afterwards, her father and the old woman went to discuss some important matters. She only vaguely heard words like "stone coffin," "utilization," and "sealing," and then she was captivated by the story told by the young man.

The girl, who had just started elementary school, was at an age full of fantasies and dreams. The witty and humorous older brother who gave her candy naturally won her a lot of favor. Moreover, as one of the few survivors left in the research institute, she still wanted to see her former "older brother," even if her hands were now stained with blood and she was not qualified to appear in front of him. Just seeing him from afar would be enough.

Even if her older brother changed his name and started over in another country, he would surely have become an outstanding scholar, just like his father, gentle and refined, like a prince charming in a fairy tale...

"Speaking of which, you two have met several times, but each time your ending wasn't pretty." The lynx's lips curled into a strange smile. "Reunion is supposed to be a touching thing, but this is the first time I've ever seen one person throw the other off a building."

"You mean..."

"That's right, it's him!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The King Killer's eyes widened, and his shrill scream echoed through the alley, lingering for a long time.

……

“Red could sense that her thoughts were very chaotic and painful before, and she was on the verge of collapse. Why did Kal'tsit’s last few words turn her into that?” Watching the Kingslayer stumble away, Red raised her head, sniffed, and asked with a puzzled look.

"This is what happens when the bubble of a dream bursts. The huge emptiness and gap can be unbearable. It's cruel, but it's also very real. But someone always has to shatter a girl's fantasy." Kal'tsit shrugged and said without any apology.

A kingslayer whose beliefs have been completely overturned will spread unease and suspicion within the Reunion Movement in order to weaken the enemy's morale. Therefore, it is necessary to shatter all her illusions. It was definitely not because she was called an old woman a few times that I suddenly decided to mention it.

Chapter 66, Section 351: Actually, the tricks are all the same.

"Thank you..." As a broken blade pierced his heart, the avenger's eyes, which had been bloodshot, regained their clarity, and he looked at Boris with a sense of relief as he spoke.

Rest in peace.

Boris sighed and gently laid him down on the ground.

This was the last enemy to besiege the A4 task force, and presumably the last seeker of revenge to participate in the Battle of Lungmen.

The so-called seekers of revenge are of the same origin as him, the avengers. They are all pitiful people who have been blinded by the killing sword techniques of the Eastern Kingdom's assassins, driven by hatred and anger, and have become tools of slaughter.

According to the former leader, this sword technique was collected by a noble family with a deep heritage in Ursus. As its nominal heir, she was fortunate enough to witness this sword technique, which had been lost even in its place of origin, the Eastern Kingdom.

It was originally a product of infighting among the powerful nobles of the Eastern Kingdom, specifically designed to train orphans of families that had been wiped out, so that they could quickly develop a powerful fighting force to assassinate their political enemies.

Whether they succeed or fail, these suicide soldiers' identities remain unchanged, and they will only be seen as the last bastions of revenge for the survivors.

“This sword technique requires a deep-seated hatred, which you and the brothers you rescued from the mines are perfect for. However, if you cannot master it, it may completely destroy a person’s mind. That’s why I’ve come to ask for your opinions.”

He still clearly remembered the slightly guilty and reluctant expression on the leader's face when he approached them and asked if they were willing to use this power to become the sharpest blade of the Reunion Movement. But there was no other way; the Reunion Movement desperately needed powerful combat forces.

The group naturally agreed with laughter, but apart from the truly gifted Boris, the other participants turned out to be the kind of people no one wanted to see. After the team stabilized, the leader explicitly prohibited the training of Seekers of Revenge and Avengers.

It now appears that the leader deceived him. At least before he left, the number of those seeking revenge did not exceed five, while now, the number of people besieging the A4 task force is no less than twenty, of which he personally eliminated.

Judging from the training cycle of the seekers of revenge, this plan must have started at least around the time of the attack on Chernobog. Even if the leader kept it from him, there aren't many people in the Reunion Movement who have such extreme hatred as to be like a sadistic protagonist who abuses his master. Where is the leader going to find so many suitable candidates?

Wait a minute, speaking of deep-seated hatred, wasn't there a large group of people in Chernobog who were breached a few months ago...? Boris suddenly thought of a possibility and secretly clenched his fist.

Just as he had guessed when he defected, the compassionate and determined leader had finally turned from a fighter who was striving for the future of the infected into a ruthless schemer!

"Are you all alright?" Boris composed himself, turned around and looked at the still-shaken A4 team members, asking with concern.

"Fortunately, Katie and everyone else passed the instructor's grueling training, so they have no problem handling this level of combat! But where's the bride? Katie wants to see the bride!"

"Katie, are you an idiot? How could the instructor bring someone to such a dangerous place! But since the instructor has returned to Rhodes Island, we must make up for the wedding celebration. I'll bake you a Laterano wedding cake!"

"Instructor, why don't you just stay? Rhodes Island can provide you with the best postpartum care, and your baby can play with other children in kindergarten after birth!"

"What are you talking about?" Boris asked, stunned and frowning.

"Instructor Boris, didn't you... rush back to your hometown to get married because your fiancée is pregnant?" Melantha sheathed her sword and asked with equal confusion.

???

There are only old people in the village, where am I supposed to find a girl to marry? You Rhodes Island people are professionals at messing with people's mentality! Boris was originally thinking about how to give a cool and handsome reply, but after hearing their words, he immediately wanted to turn around and leave.

But those sincere and heartfelt greetings didn't seem like deliberate teasing. Without even thinking about it, you could tell it was the work of that petty PhD student again. That bastard even made a few sarcastic remarks after he left.

If I had known, I wouldn't have come back to rescue them!

However, that guy really did possess a strange power; just thinking about his demeanor eased my previously heavy mood. Boris pursed his lips, gave a few perfunctory replies, and then walked towards Kal'tsit.

His presence here stemmed from an unintentional act by Qin Duanyu.

When they wiped out Mephisto's reconnaissance team outside the village, their radio was left behind. Qin Duanyu felt it was a waste to destroy it, so he asked Lin Guang to modify it into a radio for the elderly to listen to music and jokes to relieve their boredom.

As a result, when Boris returned to the village and was helping an elderly person tune into a Chinese crosstalk performance, he inadvertently stumbled upon the Reunion Movement's communication channel.

This Avenger, who had once held a position second only to a few officers, naturally understood their coded communication and knew about their plan to attack Rhodes Island.

Then, this guy, who said one thing but did another, rode the motorcycle that Qin Duanyu had given him and braved the wind and rain to come to Lungmen to warn them. However, the whole city was in chaos, and he, an infected person with no identity, no job, and no job, was easily targeted as a member of the Reunion Movement.

Left with no other option, Boris headed toward the landship, hoping to reach Rhodes Island before the attack. He happened to run into the A4 Operations Team, which was under siege, and rescued them.

But now it seems his worries were unnecessary.

"Huh? So the Reunion Movement has infiltrated Rhodes Island? I thought you finally had a change of heart and sent me some mobile health packs as a snack. Sorry, I couldn't resist putting them in the freezer as rations. I guess I've eliminated the enemy, so I don't have to be hung on the bridge, right?"

"Me too, I haven't stretched my muscles in a long time, and I got itchy and 'peacefully' killed them all. As for the survivors, you should ask Saria."

"I'm sorry, Eve's first time openly setting off a fire on a land-based ship resulted in the enemy being fast-forwarded to the point of being cremated. If compensation is needed, Himer and I can contribute the patents we developed for the Owl Potion..."

Several voices that made Boris's teeth ache came through the silver-haired lynx's communicator. When he first came for treatment, the vampire who claimed to be a doctor and the green-haired crocodile had tormented him to the point of near death.

He couldn't help but sigh at his own stupidity, actually being afraid that Rhodes Island would be raided. With those ruthless guys guarding the landship, even if he were leading the team, he might not be able to break in easily. The ones who should be pitied are the Reunion Movement.

But since he did save people just now, the doctor should have to pay a price. Let him deliver three tractors to the village first, so the uncle and the others won't have to work so hard in the fields!

"Hong, the people coming are not bad, there is no need to be on guard."

"I understand. Although he smells of blood, it's not unpleasant."

Boris did not try to hide his presence and was quickly discovered by Kal'tsit and Red.

“Dr. Kal’tsit, right? I often hear my two attending physicians mention your name.” Boris spread his hands to indicate that he had no hostility. “I was worried that the two of you wouldn’t be able to handle the Kingslayer, but now it seems that I’m the one who’s superfluous.”

If it were only Red, it would still be within Boris's control, but Kal'tsit... gave him the feeling of facing a Patriot and a former leader, the kind of formidable opponent who didn't know if he would have a chance to escape if a fight broke out.

“Mr. Boris is too modest. Without your help, the A4 task force would have been severely damaged. Rhodes Island is very grateful for your righteous assistance.” Kal'tsit shook her head and said calmly.

Look, look! No wonder that doctor is only third in command. This Dr. Kal'tsit is the real boss of Rhodes Island. Their levels of communication are on completely different levels! In high spirits, Boris quickly accepted Kal'tsit's suggestion to "go back and see the children" and gladly headed to the landship.

He had a vague feeling that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't quite remember it.

"Notify Blackhorn and the others that new security guards are coming to help. They know what to do." Kal'tsit gave a strange smile as she watched Boris's departing figure, then whispered into the communicator.

"Kal'tsit, your smile was a little scary just now," Red said, tilting her head and looking at her for a while.

"Is there?"

"You always laugh like this after you trick Warfarin into doing free work. Hmm, Red also laughs like this every time she bullies an operator while secretly protecting the Doctor." Red fell into deep thought before continuing after a long while.

“This is the joy of sowing seeds of kindness and seeing them grow into towering trees.” Kal’tsit remained remarkably calm. “The Doctor showed Boris kindness, so when he heard we were in danger, he immediately came to help, generously asking for nothing in return.”

"Hong doesn't understand. Is Hong a silly child?"

"Silly child, how could you be a silly child? You'll understand in the future."

Chapter 67, Section 352: A cornered beast will fight on.

At the border between the lower and middle districts of Lungmen, the final step of the operation is underway: to completely eliminate the main force of the Integrative Movement and its cadres before they retreat into the slums.

Crossing the passage connecting the two sections, the surrounding scenery became noticeably dilapidated. The corpses of civilians that could not be seen on the roadside added a touch of cruelty to the desolation, instantly dispelling Qin Duanyu's originally cheerful mood.

Unlike the well-prepared upper and middle districts, the chaotic lower district was not given any official notice in advance to prevent the Reunion Movement from sensing something amiss. The outposts and defense points set up there were also unable to gather and protect all civilians.

Anyway, the residents here are all poor and powerless, and a large part of them are dirty infected people. Compared with the achievements of severely damaging or even annihilating the invading Reunion Movement, these losses are almost negligible.

Those corpses that still have their eyes wide open even in death will ultimately just be a "1" on the report, and perhaps at the end it will be mentioned that this was a necessary sacrifice for victory.

Qin Duanyu fully understood this approach. He didn't think he could come up with a plan to "save everyone" if he were in Lao Wei's position. The fact that he had achieved this level of skill already showed the ruthless methods and shrewdness of the leader of the Dragon Gate.

What truly worried Qin Duanyu was his somewhat unusual mindset. Back then, the massacre by the Shattered Bones in the ruined city of Longmen had ignited Qin Duanyu's anger, but now he felt no strong emotional fluctuations. Instead, he subconsciously ignored the losses of civilians and calculated when to close the net to maximize the results.

Calm as if...having done this countless times before.

"Doctor, are you alright? Do you want to rest for a while?" Chen was a little worried about Qin Duanyu, and no longer focused on the battle map. She actually took his arm and didn't care about the perks at all.

"Sorry, I was commanding the battle for most of the day and I'm a bit tired, but I can still manage." Qin Duanyu took out a mental stimulant and poured it into her mouth, switching to her usual relaxed tone. "RUA... this stimulant is really scary. I wish I had a cup of coffee."

“Now it’s my turn to step in!” Swire walked into the makeshift war room, grinning as she pulled a thermos from her bag. “Imported Colombian coffee beans, double milk, double sugar special edition.”

After saying that, she naturally took Qin Duanyu's free arm, unscrewed the lid of the thermos, and held it to his lips.

"Hiss—" Qin Duanyu couldn't help but gasp. No matter how soft and comfortable a 34C cup would feel, it would still cause intense pain after being pressed down by Officer Long with the force he used to subdue a criminal.

"Is it too hot? Let me blow on it to cool it down for you!" Swire brought the rim of the cup to her lips and pretended to blow on it a few times. "Compared to the rice noodle roll dragon who didn't exist, I'm definitely more reliable. Not only did I come all the way from the ruins to pick you up, but I also brought you what you needed most!"

"Enough, Char Siu Cat. I took on the most difficult task. Also, you could have told me about the fact that you were secretly helping Rhodes Island."

"Are you embarrassed because you didn't see the problem, or do you feel like you've been completely kept in the dark? Didn't you see it? You've become so dramatic, Changfen Long."

"*Longmen swear words*, I just didn't expect Chashao Cat to suddenly become smart. Wasn't he always a fool before?"

The fierce competition that usually gave Qin Duanyu a headache now seemed so warm and friendly, and the slightly vulgar dialect greetings brought a smile to his face.

puff!

Qin Duanyu chuckled softly. Taking advantage of the two girls' inattention, he lightly kissed each of them on the forehead: "Thank you, I'm alright! Now, let's end this damn battle."

"I... I just couldn't stand Char Siu Cat and wanted to say a few words to her, I didn't mean to make you happy!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's good that you can cheer up, Doctor. It wasn't for nothing that I deliberately argued with Rice Noodle Dragon!"

"You char siu cat with *Longmen profanity*, you're not playing by the rules!"

"Haven't you heard that arrogance ruins your life? You're just being silly, Mr. Chang. Don't eat so much rice noodle rolls anymore."