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Just as she had predicted, Franka absolutely couldn't function without her.

Razer raised her shield and cautiously advanced forward, but suddenly an arm appeared in front of her, its whiteness dazzling.

“Leave it to me. She’s a patient Natalie assigned me to handle; this falls under our doctor-patient dispute.” Gavial stopped Liskarm, a wide grin spreading across her face, revealing her gleaming white teeth. “I’m leaving Natalie and Franka in your care. With you there, I can be a little more serious. You have no idea how bored I’ve been at Rhodes Island. Those training dummy guys in the training room… cough cough, even heavy-armored operators can’t take a beating.”

As Gavial spoke her last words, her gaze lingered on Razer's shield before she looked up at her slightly goofy little face.

"I look forward to the opportunity to meet you in the training room," Gavial said, giving a thumbs-up in approval.

"No, no, that's bad for your health."

Razer's survival instincts were kicking in; she had a bad feeling that something terrible was about to happen.

"Are you really a medic?" Razer asked, watching Gavial move his wrists and neck, twisting his slender waist from side to side, his bones cracking loudly.

"Of course, you'll get used to it. Which Rhodes Island medic hasn't learned some self-defense skills? Even the seemingly soft and cute Dr. Carter Ansel, his arm strength is enough to easily defeat most guard operators with a wrist swing. Have you ever seen him wield a sword? If he were willing to go to the front lines, Dobermann would happily invite the instructors from the Jaeger group out for drinks; she's been lusting after Ansel for a long time."

After warming up, Gavial slammed her Originium Staff into the ground. She revealed a wild smile and said boldly, "Since I came to Rhodes Island, I have always advocated that every medical operator learn some self-defense skills. After all, our battlefield is not only disease, but sometimes the host of disease itself. If Kal'tsit hadn't prevented me from being the head of the medical department, I would have wanted to have the Guard squad learn medicine. It would be so much better to use what we have on hand."

"Persuade people to study medicine, and the sky thunders."

Razer's lips twitched slightly, but he didn't dare to say what was on his mind.

She suddenly understood how much pressure the unapproachable leader of Rhodes Island was under. Not only did he have to be busy with countless tasks every day, but he also had to prevent the strong-willed operators from destroying his home, acting as both father and mother to them.

"Then, I'll take care of her."

Gavial didn't wait for Razer's response. She took a step forward, not fast, but each step exuding power. It was like a mountain range sweeping in, its imposing presence overwhelming the clouds!

The three-part parasite, Eriel, with a hideous face, convulsed. As Gavial approached, she shrieked and unleashed a towering cloud of dark red mist. This mist, composed of countless insects, surged towards Gavial, the sound of their flapping wings sending shivers down one's spine.

Razer raised its Flash Shield, shielding Natalie and Franka, and nervously watched Gavial's retreating figure. It was unclear how Gavial, caught in the storm, would cope with such a perilous situation.

Gavial raised his hand and slapped Iriet in the direction she was facing.

What appeared to be an ordinary slap created a vacuum, transforming into a shockwave that rushed towards Illie as her arm swayed.

The oncoming blood mist was reversed and flowed backward by the irresistible air wave. Illie, who self-destructed and turned into mist to get rid of the etched bullets churning in her head, was actually shattered into pieces while maintaining her ethereal state, and was almost blown away to the end.

This fully demonstrates that the natural system is not invincible.

Domineering, I added domineering to it.

"While I was swatting mosquitoes in the rainforests of Sargon, you were nowhere to be found."

Gavial gave a soft hum, and as Irie reassembled the mist and solidified again, she transformed her palm into a fist, took a step forward, and punched. She flattened Irie's hedgehog-like Originium spikes and nearly broke her upper body in half.

"Huh? So durable? Awesome!!"

Gavial's eyes lit up, like a little girl who had just received a teddy bear, excitedly clenching her slender hands and throwing a punch. A storm of attacks rained down on Iriet, the scene becoming quite violent. She hadn't felt this good in a long time; usually, she could defeat enemies with a single punch, finding no sense of accomplishment. What was the point of all her hard work training? Wasn't it so that she could reason with people like this, making them understand what truth truly meant?

boom!!

Under Gavial's overwhelming fists, Irie's high-density Originium spiked armor shattered, her arms twisted and bent, almost torn off. Gavial pushed her to the ground and straddled her, punching her hardened cheeks again and again, producing a series of loud metallic clangs.

Irie tried to fight back, forcefully kicking Gavial up with both knees, but Gavial took the opportunity to adjust his posture. Gavial launched an attack from mid-air, spreading his legs wide to clamp Irie's head between them and twisting it violently.

Crocodile Kick, never one to be outdone!

It's as if you can see the crocodile opening its blood-red jaws to bite its prey, using its bite force to spin deadly and tear flesh apart.

Razer watched silently.

She suddenly had an urge to pick up Franka and run away.

Are all the medics at Rhodes Island monsters?!

After Amiya and the Kingslayer dealt with Mephisto's phantom, the mist parasite Matthias and the hardened parasite Uwe rushed over...

Having been hammered back to her original form, Illie lay obediently beside Natalie. The three of them, lying on the ground, all wore eerily strange smiles, looking as if they were preparing to share a coffin—peaceful and joyful. "Not seeking to be born on the same day, month, and year, but seeking to die on the same day, month, and year."

"Dr. Gavial, you've arrived."

Amiya breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Gavial there, feeling a significant reduction in the heavy pressure.

Although Gavial received so many complaints that Amiya was overwhelmed, she had to admit that many things could be resolved with her around. Gavial always proved through her actions that exercising was a way to better reason with people.

No one understands reasoning better than her.

"Um, what happened to Miss Razer?"

Amiya pointed to the trembling Liskarm crouching next to Franka. Even without using her mental powers, she could tell that Liskarm was emotionally unstable.

Gavial pondered for a few seconds, then, completely oblivious to the culprit, said, "She's probably hungry. It's normal to feel down when you're hungry. When we get back, we'll ask the cafeteria to work overtime. Recently, a little Ursus girl volunteered to work in the cafeteria, and her cooking skills are amazing. Being a Boy Scout really makes a difference. By the way, wasn't she rescued from Chernobog by the Doctor? When can we get the Doctor to bring back a few more girls like that? That way, we won't have to let Fleur work in the cafeteria anymore, right?"

Amiya smiled and nodded; she immediately understood who Gavial was referring to.

Rada of the Ursus Student Self-Government Association... no, she should now be called Agent Gummy.

The girls that the Doctor rescued from Chernobog now have their own goals and are working in various positions at Rhodes Island.

Winter chose to join the Vanguard Operator squad, diligently undergoing rigorous tactical training every day without ever complaining of fatigue. Summer is similar, but she prefers to be a Guard Operator. Truth possesses high Originium Adaptability; she has a strong desire to read and learn. After Ms. Zilan's professional assessment, she was reassigned from the Caster squad to the Support squad, where she can unleash her full potential.

Miss Natalia remained reluctant to go to the battlefield, but she did not choose Rhodes Island's other offer to return home with the operators who went to Ursus for the mission. She believed she could find an answer at Rhodes Island, and for this reason, she requested to serve as a logistics operator for Rhodes Island. With her talent and experience as a student council president, even Miss Zilan recognized her work efficiency, and even suspected that she had concealed ten years when reporting her age.

After all, given Natalia's tall figure and intelligent mind, it's hard to imagine that she is still a minor.

Everyone else is a legal loli, but she's an illegal mature woman.

The only worrying thing is...

Among these girls, one is still unconscious and lying in the intensive care unit.

Zoya had severely overworked herself under extremely harsh conditions, leaving her with countless scars. She survived that man-made and natural disaster, which was no small feat, and she never gave up until the very end. But what is truly worrying is not just the wounds. The outer, surface wounds can be cared for by Rhodes Island's medical department, but the many other scars can only heal with time.

The final note in the doctor's combat log reads: Zoya has lost everything. Her family, friends, even her comrades, and the heroic Chernobog police officer Valery—all those connected to her in the past—are gone forever in that city. We are certainly willing to offer her some assistance, but the rest of the journey is hers to walk alone.

Amiya understood what the doctor meant and agreed with his opinion.

Rhodes Island cannot, and does not need to, proactively offer them help. Rhodes Island lacks the standing to do so; an abrupt gesture of goodwill would only terrify and disorient these wounded children. Offering help without authorization is undoubtedly a form of self-gratification, and the most egregious form of arrogance.

Therefore, Amiya did not stop Winter and the others from becoming operators.

Forcibly protecting them might seem like a good thing subjectively, and in reality, it might indeed protect them. However, this approach only addresses the symptoms, not the root cause. If Rhodes Island can no longer provide them with assistance one day, how will they face the desolate land without a place to live? How will their countless wounds heal?

Amiya respects their choices and protects them in the Rhodes Island way, walking alongside them.

This is Amiya's answer.

Chapter 317 The Doctor's Chat Log

Gummy, Winter, Summer, Truth, Natalia, and Zoya—they are all good girls.

If there's anything that makes Amiya feel conflicted... there is indeed one reason.

Aren't these girls being a little too clingy with the professor?

During the days that the Doctor was missing from the Lungmen Administrative Office, Amiya would fall into a state of existential doubt every time she finished her work. Of course, she believed that the Doctor was safe and sound; in her mind, the Doctor was the most capable person, and nothing could defeat him.

To alleviate her worries, Amiya decided to secretly check the Doctor's personal email account as the CEO with PRTS privilege level 8. Ahem, this isn't about violating the Doctor's privacy, but rather to avoid falling behind on work while the Doctor is away—okay, I'll be frank, I just wanted to see the Doctor's chat history—and Amiya discovered that the Doctor's email had received a large number of messages from Rhodes Island operators!

Gummy kept mentioning the Doctor and hoped he could come to the cafeteria. She prepared Ursus garlic sausage and onion soup for him, which were very delicious.

Winter's initial messages were quite polite, but she became irritable as the Doctor failed to reply for a long time, and eventually simply sent a space every now and then to show her presence.

Truth, however, fell silent after receiving no reply to her initial greetings and thank-you notes. With her intelligence, she probably guessed that the Doctor was either extremely busy or in a dangerous situation, leaving him with no extra energy to attend to the PRTS terminal. At such times, the most important thing was not to disturb the Doctor, but to give him a quiet space to think.

Natalia expressed her desire to discuss the little games played among nobles with the Doctor.

What puzzled Amiya the most was that it wasn't just the Ursus girls who had received help from the Doctor; other people were also sending messages to the Doctor.

Why do you keep asking if the Doctor is asleep? What does it matter to you whether the Doctor is asleep or not?! Dr. Warfarin, what exactly do you want to do to the Doctor? What is this "Bridge University Alumni Association gathering"? Explain yourself!

Kroos, stop sending discount coupons to the Doctor, even if it's a 99% discount! Dr. Kal'tsit has already frozen the Doctor's account!

I understand that Miss Specter doesn't know how to send emails, but White Owl, could you please be a little more tactful when you're helping to send a message? What do you mean by wanting to go back to the room with the Doctor to see the stars? Where are there stars in the room?

Skadi, my goodness, Miss Skadi is here too? What's this wedding all about? When did the Doctor meet her? Ah, I remember now, the two of them were on the rocking bed, and Miss Skadi wasn't dressed yet... Hehe, Amiya smiled as she carefully read through all the emails, suppressing the urge to reply and avoid revealing that she was spying on her.

PhD……

Now, who knows where in Longmen he's still fooling around with women.

Amiya smiled, and the ten rings instantly lit up red, startling the Kingslayer so much that its tail stood on end.

The Kingslayer asked anxiously, "Amiya? What's wrong!"

She remembered W saying that if there was a problem with Amiya's ring, there would be irreversible consequences.

"It's nothing, I just remembered some happy things."

Amiya, whose black light was gradually emanating from her, narrowed her eyes slightly. Her smile remained sweet, yet it caused the Kingslayer to instinctively take two steps back. This was probably the aura of the Empress, enough to make every operator with more than 50% trust in the Doctor tremble.

"Speaking of which, we haven't had a proper talk yet." Amiya smiled gently, the faint black light in her eyes gradually deepening. "During the past two days that Doctor has been healing in the slums, have you encountered any other women? What were their personalities like? Did they behave in any uncivilized ways towards Doctor? Miss Kingslayer, please tell me everything in detail."

There are so many... Whether it's Bai Huang, the R&D team leader with a slim waist, long legs, and large breasts, or Chao Shan, the elegant and graceful beauty of the Great Yan Dynasty, both of them harbor ill intentions towards Lin Lu. Their eyes are like those of people looking at food, and they're practically drooling.

Even though Lin Lu is one of us, Elmoni's and my people, and even if we could barely count Soujiro as one, we were the ones who arrived first!

The regicide instinctively began to think, but her intuition told her she absolutely could not delve deeper, because Amiya could see her memories. The matter of the Army Without Borders was too significant; it could not be revealed until Lin Lu told Amiya himself.

For Lin Lu's sake, we must not be discovered under any circumstances!

Kingslayer, use your brain and think of a way to break this deadlock!

"One, one times one equals one."

"One times two equals two, one times three equals three."

"Two times two equals four, two times three... one two three four five six, two times three equals six!"

The regicide silently recited the multiplication table, counting on her fingers whenever she encountered a number she didn't know. She gradually entered a state of mind where she was enjoying a nutritious meal of hibiscus. It was as if a vast expanse of stars shone brightly, the starry sky looking down upon all living beings, casting its gaze down through a thin layer of atmosphere.

Amiya tilted her head, realizing that she couldn't read the memories of the Kingslayer.

Her invincible Platinum Star—her invincible mental power—has suffered another defeat!

Is this the power of the multiplication table?

How terrifying!

"Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore, stop reading."

Amiya, seeing the Kingslayer's face gradually becoming dazed, quickly shook her arm to bring her back to her senses.

The Kingslayer blinked, then shivered violently, realizing she had lost her memory of what had happened a few seconds earlier.