Doctor will never die in a hellish situation.

Qin Duanyu thought to himself that things were not good. Relying on rest alone to restore his sanity was very inefficient and could not compare to the speed in the game. He had been resting for almost 20 hours, but his mind still felt groggy.

If this continues, I'm afraid I'll soon become mentally unstable.

[Warning! Host's sanity has dropped to a dangerous level and will be depleted in 1 minute.]

Sure enough, accompanied by a wave of exhaustion and the release of something, the system issued a notification.

No, at least not now.

Empress Dowager Kai is definitely not as easy to deal with as Lin Guang. To say something suggestive to her is simply courting death! As Qin Duanyu thought this, her consciousness became increasingly blurred, like a drunkard, and some bold ideas gradually took shape in her mind.

While he was struggling with his inner turmoil, Kal'tsit casually made up an excuse to send Amiya away, leaving only the two of them alone in the large office.

"I've seen the combat logs uploaded by ACE, what exactly are you...?"

"I loved!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bo felt a huge and terrifying force gathering, as if he were standing in front of a dam that was about to collapse, in danger of being submerged by the flood at any moment.

"Don't get excited. I heard that getting angry often can cause wrinkles." Unfortunately, Bo, in this state, had no idea what fear was. "Look, you already have crow's feet at the corners of your eyes."

"Take off your clothes and lie down!" Kal'tsit, being a very shrewd and calculating person, quickly regained her composure after crushing a stethoscope and pointed to the examination bed in the room.

In this state, he's not even a normal person. Don't bother arguing with a lunatic like him; getting angry means losing! The lynx took a few deep breaths, trying to shift its attention to operating the medical equipment.

"Although I don't know if this is the first time, after all, I have amnesia, but please be gentle..." Although I cooperated and took off my clothes until I was only wearing my underwear, I put on a smug look that said, "I'm too lazy to resist, you can choose whichever you want."

"Mon3tr!" The string of reason finally snapped, and a black behemoth emerged from behind Kal'tsit.

Well, it seems dementia is contagious.

The timeline of major events will be delayed in the subsequent plot, differing slightly from the original work. After all, flirting with operators is the main focus; things like fighting the Reunion can be put on hold for now.

Section 11, Chapter 11: Kal'tsit is not suited for romance.

Accompanied by a faint fragrance of jasmine, intelligence once again took over.

Qin Duanyu opened her eyes and found herself sitting on a sofa, chewing on something crunchy. She felt a long-lost sense of refreshment and clarity.

Ah, it's the feeling of overflowing rationality!

Although it wasn't quite to the point of needing to drill his temples with his fingers, it swept away the drowsy state he had been in when he was low on reason. He couldn't help but stand up and stretch comfortably.

"Finally awake? Wait a moment, it will take some time to analyze your blood sample," said the lynx beside him, fiddling with a microscope without looking up.

His calm and indifferent tone revealed no change in emotion.

Qin Duanyu secretly activated her God's-eye view and saw that the light representing Kal'tsit was still blue. Her heart finally settled down. It seemed that she hadn't done anything crazy while she was in a daze, and her life was not in danger for the time being.

Kal'tsit showed no intention of communicating, and he dared not speak to disturb her work. The office fell into an eerie silence, with only the occasional sound of instruments being fiddled with.

Bored, Qin Duanyu looked around and his gaze fell on the coffee table in front of him, where his full-face mask, a comic magazine called "Weekly Youth FLY!", and a cup of coffee that was still steaming were placed.

Is this prepared for me?

He glanced at Kal'tsit furtively; she didn't seem like someone who read comics at all. Plus, waiting was incredibly boring, so he simply reverted to his pre-transmigration slacker state, sipping coffee in one hand and holding a comic book in the other to pass the time.

Yes, it's his favorite double sugar, double milk latte, and the manga is a classic shonen manga.

After an unknown amount of time, a shadow fell over the pages of the book.

Qin Duanyu looked up in confusion, meeting those cold green eyes.

"Dr. Kal'tsit, are you done with your work?" Faced with the piercing gaze, Qin Duanyu couldn't hold out for more than a few seconds before giving in, like a student caught daydreaming by the homeroom teacher, and suddenly standing at attention.

“Your physical examination results are basically normal. Remember to come to me for a follow-up check-up once a week from now on.” Kal’tsit nodded, then changed the subject, “You must avoid that kind of out-of-control state in the future, at least not in front of others. The operators don’t want to be commanded by a madman.”

"I don't want to be like this either, but..." Qin Duanyu smiled bitterly. If one could be a normal person, who would want to lose their mind?

The auxiliary system does not display specific values; it only issues a warning before sanity is exhausted. Before that, he can only rely on his senses to estimate the remaining amount of sanity. Moreover, apart from relying on rest to recover naturally, he has not found any way to replenish his sanity.

On his way back to Rhodes Island, Qin Duanyu even secretly picked up a piece of Originium crystal, but the thing was as hard as a diamond and almost broke his teeth. He couldn't perform the Doctor's traditional skills in the game at all.

call out!

Kal'tsit doesn't want to talk to you and throws a black metal box at you.

Qin Duanyu curiously opened it and found ten translucent, yellow-orange crystals inside. Under the sunlight shining through the window, these crystals shone with an enticing glow, as if urging him to eat them quickly.

So, the crunchy sound he felt in his mouth just now was—

“The production of pure Originium is very limited, and it can only be used for emergency purposes at present. I will find a more suitable substitute.” Kal’tsit gestured for him to put the box away and thoughtfully reminded him, “Also, if you don’t want to be captured and studied by other organizations, don’t eat these things in front of others.”

"Understood." Qin Duanyu nodded quickly.

The lynx, as expected of the doctor's rumored ex-wife, despite saying that the two of them didn't trust each other, was able to keep such a shocking secret for him.

“If you have nothing else to say, you can go find Amiya. She will explain your next task.” Kal'tsit picked up the mask and handed it to Qin Duanyu, giving him the order to leave.

……

Not long after Qin Duanyu left, Kal'tsit suddenly grabbed a slide from under the microscope and said to the empty space, "Come out, I can hear you sucking your saliva."

"Oh, a lone man and a lone woman in a room, and you haven't even rekindled your old flame?" A silver-haired, red-eyed girl suddenly appeared, a mocking smile on her pale, sickly face.

Dr. Warfarin, together with Kal'tsit, laid the foundation for Rhodes Island's medical system. She was the founder and manager of the blood bank on the land-based ships, the second-in-command of the medical department, and occasionally served as a lookout on the bridge.

Judging by her appearance alone, it's hard to imagine that this seemingly fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with a glistening HAPE stick hanging from the corner of her mouth is actually an organization veteran with more seniority than ACE and others.

Throughout Rhodes Island, aside from the mentally unstable Bo, she's the only one who dares to flirt with Kal'tsit.

"Sorry to disappoint you, back in the Tower of Babel, that bastard said my personality wasn't suited for romance, so there's no chance at all." The lynx's ears twitched, and it said indifferently.

Judging from her unhurried tone, it seemed she wasn't talking about herself, but rather discussing someone unrelated.

"But that 'bastard' also said that no one can escape the 'it smells good' principle, right? Don't you think his scent is particularly pleasant?" Warfarin's smile became more and more ambiguous, and she deliberately emphasized the word "bastard".

“Sorry, I’m not a Blood Demon, and I’m not interested in his blood,” Kal’tsit rolled her eyes and said irritably.

Warfarin was supposed to be on duty today, but the bat didn't show its face until noon. After receiving the report, she searched all the way and found that the creature was actually lying in ambush in the elevator lobby, with strange props such as tranquilizer needles, ropes, and restraints next to it.

The target was clearly Qin Duanyu, who was about to arrive at the land-based ship.

Afterwards, Dr. Warfarin, whose kidnapping attempt failed, was hung on the bridge and basked in the scorching sunlight for an entire afternoon. Now she sneaks into the office, and it's no surprise that she's after the doctor's blood sample.

"Tch, she's clearly just fiercely protective of her husband, such a tsundere." Warfarin couldn't help but mutter under her breath as she stared longingly at the glass slide in Kal'tsit's hand, or rather, the drop of blood on the slide.

Some time ago, she rallied her colleagues to kidnap the new Orca girl. They were caught red-handed in the act, but Kal'tsit only had a month's salary deducted. Compared to being sunbathed on the bridge, it was practically no punishment at all.

With such blatant double standards right in front of them, even someone as emotionally unintelligent as Saria and Nearl wouldn't believe it if you said nothing had happened between them before!

"Huh!? What did you just say?" Kal'tsit wasn't angry at all, but looked at Warfarin calmly.

It was as calm as looking at a corpse.

Dangerous!

"I mean, now that that guy's back to help, you can relax a bit, right?" As if sensing the Yan Kingdom characters floating above her head, Warfarin tried to change the subject.

“Not yet, at least not now. I just confirmed that he really has amnesia.” Kal’tsit shook her head, a rare look of fatigue on her face. “We can’t afford to relax for a second until he can truly help Amiya.”

"You should at least rest for a few days. Relying on medication to maintain your mental state is no different from overdrawing your life." Seeing her friend's attitude, even the usually carefree Warfarin couldn't help but gently advise her.

Just as the lynx was about to reply, the communicator on the desk rang: "Dr. Kal'tsit, the base solution for the drug you requested has been synthesized."

"Okay, I'm coming right away!"

Kal'tsit replied with a single sentence, then donned her robe and rushed out the door.

Watching that hurriedly departing figure, Warfarin couldn't help but sigh: "You've done so much for him, yet you don't want him to know. You really aren't suited for dating."

Honey, the author suggests we get married right away.

Section 12, Chapter Twelve: Life is Hard, the Doctor Sighs

"There is an order from Karan Trade. They need a large amount of red gold. Please arrange for operators to be stationed at the manufacturing station as soon as possible."

"Rembit has sent a contract for collaborative mining, requiring our cooperation in collecting Originium crystals generated by natural disasters."

"The toilet is clogged again!"

A few days after returning to Rhodes Island, in the operations department office on the top deck of the landship, Qin Duanyu listened to Amiya's report, clutching his head in anguish, wishing he could lie back in the stone coffin in Chernobog.

Kal'tsit's authority is extensive; all the operators in the operations department are under her command. Although Amiya is still her leader, as long as it doesn't involve matters of principle, the little rabbit won't question her decisions at all.

In other words, he controlled all of Rhodes Island's visible armed forces.

However, the daily needs of so many people in the action department also became Qin Duanyu's responsibility. Dealing with these tedious official documents was more troublesome than fighting the king killer for dozens of rounds.

The first problem he faced was a severe shortage of available combat power.

During the three years this body was dormant, Rhodes Island lost a large number of operators, and the entire department shrank by nearly 40%.

Even with new blood like Blaze and Nearl as reinforcements, and the ACE and SCOUT squads surviving the Battle of Chernobog, the situation of talent depletion could not be changed.

Qin Duanyu checked the list of Operations Department members and found quite a few familiar names, such as KOKODAYO, Mei Jiansheng, and An Mengnan, but unfortunately they were all three- or four-star operators.

However, the star rating in the game can only be used as a reference. After all, eight years of combat experience is considered a novice, and it is too magical for someone with no combat experience to be a senior veteran.

If someone were to blindly trust game data and force Nightingale onto the battlefield, regardless of whether her mental state is up to the task, the Sword Saint would likely draw his sword and shred her into a human stump on the spot.

Judging from the results of past training, these named operators in the game have performed very well. They are of good quality and have a promising future. If they are properly trained, they can at least become the backbone of the team, if not reach the level of ACE and others.

But when it comes to training them, another issue arises.

No money.

Rhodes Island has taken in a large number of infected people. Although the medical department has managed to maintain a balance of funds by developing and selling various Oripathy inhibitors, it has not been able to invest more resources in training combat operators.

Therefore, Qin Duanyu had to find all the weapons, equipment, and materials needed to improve the abilities of the operators himself.

Besides, so many living people can't just stand in the facility all day and be dismissed by poking their heads. Even though Rhodes Island provides food, lodging, and wages, the daily training, weapon maintenance, and ammunition replenishment are all costly.

Ahhh, I really want to kidnap Melansha and Mousse!

Looking at the department's meager budget, a dangerous idea uncontrollably surfaced in his mind: even if they couldn't compare to a certain tearful cat-headed guy, the Felin tribe operators on the island were all wealthy and powerful. If he could pull off one big heist...

"Hey, Lao Qin, can you hear me? Hurry up and untie me! I've been hanging here all morning! Don't worry, I'll say I broke free myself!" Just then, an urgent voice came from outside the window. It was Warfarin, who was hanging in the air, swinging over.

Forget it, the doctor who kidnapped his own operator is a piece of trash.