Ark, after I died, the operators began to love me

45. The Last Expedition

"I'm sorry, I want to know where I am now. This shouldn't be the headquarters of the Joint Investigation Association."

Mike looked into Typhon's eyes. He knew that the Sarkaz girl was full of doubts. She wanted to know the truth more than to escape death.

Unfortunately, not everything in this world can be found out right away.

"This is a transit station on the Sami border, dozens of kilometers away from the base camp of the Joint Investigation Association. When my team and I arrived here, an accident happened, just like the one you encountered. So we took control of this place, found the remaining survivors, and then planned to go to other transit stations for help. This is what happened."

It turned out to be the case.

Typhon did not doubt what Mike said. Assuming that this man really had intentions towards her, then everything that should be done had been done while she was unconscious.

At least, he is not a person who takes advantage of others.

Mike didn't know that he had received very high praise from the little girl. He had another map in his hand: "Look, this is the transfer station, and this is the base camp. There are four parallel transfer stations around. We are in one of them. Now I suspect that the other three have also been contaminated to varying degrees."

Typhon took a look and pointed to a transfer station closest to the east and said, "I came from this side. Nothing happened when I came here. It was about two days ago."

"Two days is enough time for a lot to happen."

Mike was not polite at all: "Then let's talk about your opinion on the confession."

Typhon thought for a moment and felt that the Melander Foundation had already found out part of the truth, and it would be meaningless for her to hide anything, as it would only bring herself more danger.

The evil demons may come back at any time, and they cannot stay here for too long.

"As far as I know, there is indeed an expedition team that left the core area of ​​Sami and headed north to try to cut off the source of this pollution."

Typhon paused for a moment, waiting for Mike to digest the content, and then added: "This happened two months ago."

Mike was surprised and asked, "Two months? Did the expedition team take that long?"

"The expedition team was made up of the most elite warriors from each tribe. It took some time for them to get used to each other, so they were divided into several teams and set out. When the last team left, some foreigners came with them."

Typhon's unintentional remark caught Mike's attention: "What does foreigner mean?"

"There are many foreigners like you on the Sami Icefield. Most of them come here for geological exploration, and some of them work with the Wood Split Warriors to attack the source of the pollution."

"If that's all, there's no need for you to mention it separately. Among the foreigners who went to the battlefield at the end, there must be someone who left a deep impression on you."

Typhon thought about it carefully for a moment and nodded seriously: "There was indeed a knight, shining with gold. I don't know his name, but he seemed to be a very powerful guy. Even Sammy's hero praised her bravery."

A golden knight?

Casimir has a golden Pegasus, is Typhon referring to Margaret Liandang or someone else?

Due to the lack of detailed information, Mike was unable to make a judgment for a while.

Now that the question he wanted to ask had been answered, there was no point in continuing, so he stood up and said, "You rest well here, I'll have someone bring you some food. If you can recover quickly, our team will also have a new combat force. Don't refuse me yet, you don't want to return to the base camp alone to die, right?"

Typhon glared at him fiercely. He had just praised this man for his elegance, so how could he suddenly become so talkative?

Hate.

After a chat that ended unpleasantly, Mike put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the room step by step. He just happened to see Andorn sitting among a group of survivors, holding a black-covered scripture in his hand and praying for everyone in a calm tone.

The nervous little girl Typhon had no idea that she had just escaped death, but the survivors living in the transit station were still in shock. As an angel with lofty ideals, Andorn was happy to provide psychological comfort to the frightened people.

Mike just stood in the outer circle for a few minutes. When he left, he thought to himself, Director An is really something.

"Mike, you're here."

There were a few people sitting around the fire. Desiree saw the man coming out and took the initiative to greet him.

Mike nodded in response, "Thank you for your hard work today. Everyone did a great job. We saved over a hundred lives. Nothing is more important than this."

As the man spoke, his eyes fell on Yelena who was drinking soup with her head down.

Frost Star had a very heavy workload today. Not only did she have to fight the demons in the first place, but she also had to use Originium skills to build an ice wall to surround the transfer station. Therefore, Mike focused on her.

"Sorry, I don't need counseling. I'm not like those civilians in there. I'm a soldier."

Yelena raised her head and looked at the man. The coldness in her eyes was like the heart in her chest that could not melt.

"Ms. Yelena, I do want to say that you did a great job, but we are not the military here, so I cannot give you a medal. I am just saying that your Originium skills were used to kill people before, and they were indestructible. Even anti-magic armor could not effectively deal with them. But now you use it to save people. In my opinion, this is a qualitative leap."

"Have you finished your great talk?"

Yelena was still very rude.

"There's no big reason. Everyone is very grateful to you."

Mike's attitude was very sincere, so sincere that Elena felt that the person in front of her was not a doctor from Rhodes Island.

Did he really change jobs, from being a director of a pharmaceutical company to an employee of the Melander Foundation?

Everyone made room for Mike, and steam was rising from the stew pot on the fire.

The storage materials in the transit station are enough for more than one hundred people to live for half a month. If all else fails, they can find a way to leave, cross Ursus and head to Casimir.

Of course, this is the worst-case scenario, and no matter how reluctant you are, you must make a plan.

"I've learned that the situation at the Joint Investigation Association's base in the north may be even worse. Fortunately, there is still time. The Sami gods will give their children enough warning. We are not fighting alone."

Mike picked up his lunch box, which contained chopped vegetables and meat mixed together, and a portion of toasted bread.

He tore the bread into pieces bit by bit and put them into the hot soup. Without looking up, he said, "Tomorrow, we will find a way to distribute weapons to the survivors who remain here. They need to protect themselves, and we will continue to move north."

46. ​​The Snowball That Won’t Melt

No one was surprised at Mike's decision to continue moving north, because that was part of the plan that had been made previously, and rescuing the civilians at the transit station was not part of the plan.

Holhaiya, who was reading a book, slowly raised his head and looked at Mike's profile through the flickering firelight. He said in a cheerful tone, "I am very interested in another thing. You should have heard of the Sami gods, right?"

Xingji obviously also dabbled in this: "Are you talking about Anma?"

The Sami people's respect for Anma is beyond imagination. When the team members rescued the trapped civilians, many pale-faced people did not forget to pray to Anma even as they walked.

"It's true that Anma is the god who protects the Sami people, but Anma is not the only Sami god. I've read the relevant reports from the foundation. If we can find local people who believe in Sami gods, we can ask them to pray to the two gods separately, and perhaps we will make new discoveries."

Hol Haiya's proposal was agreed by Zhongyue, because in the era when gods existed in Yan Kingdom, there were also gods of different directions.

Mike lowered his head to eat and listened quietly to the conversation between team members, but in the end, everyone's eyes were on him again.

The Sami people's devotion to Anma can be expressed in any way, and occasionally this great being will respond.

Once you enter the Sami Icefield, you’ll establish a connection with the guardian spirit of this land.

"In fact, we can also try to pray to Anma. As for the other god, I personally suggest finding a professional fortune teller."

Part of the reason why Mike tried to keep Typhon was because he valued the special relationship between the girl and Anma. She always attracted the attention of the white deer.

And there was the expedition that went deep into the north.

Why on earth could Sami's heroes no longer tolerate the evil's erosion and cross the Northern Wall, attacking at the cost of their lives?

“Before we arrived, something happened in this land that we didn’t know about, but fortunately we came and didn’t miss the event.”

Mike finished the last bite, even the soup, and said contentedly: "It's over now, have a good rest tonight, maybe there will be a tough battle tomorrow."

……

When the administrator of the transit station heard that the team from the Melander Foundation was planning to leave tomorrow, he was surprised at first, but then he thought about it carefully and felt that he could not stop them from leaving.

Just when the administrator was worried, Mike took the initiative to find him.

"I've heard that an accident happened in the base camp in the north. We won't stay here and wait for death. We decided to take the initiative to solve the problem. When we leave, we will leave you enough weapons and talismans to resist the invasion of evil spirits."

“Is the situation really that serious?”

Mike nodded. "It's a precarious situation. If we don't go now, no one will. The ice wall and talisman paper here can last for about a week. If we don't come back after a week, or the base camp hasn't recovered to its original state, then it will be meaningless no matter how long you hold on."

Regarding Mike and the others' desperate move, the administrator gritted his teeth and said, "Well, we'll just wait here for the final result."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Early the next morning, after packing up everything, everyone prepared to leave.

Typhon came to Mike with her giant bow and said with a stern face: "At the beginning, I told you not to go and die, but you went with me and left me here. Are you kidding me?"

Mike explained seriously, "Of course not. We went to the base camp because we believe that we can solve this problem with the strength of the team. You were injured before and have difficulty moving. In addition, the long journey and strenuous exercise are likely to worsen your injuries. And you can also protect the civilians here if you stay here, right?"

"They don't need my protection."

Typhon gripped his bow tightly and shouted, "I want to go to the base camp too. Don't try to stop me. I came out from there. Do you know the local situation better than me?"

Mike paused and said seriously: "I won't pay you."

The girl was furious: "No one asked you for money!"

After saying that, she quickly got into the car.

At this time, Mike turned to look at his teammates, and Zhongyue showed a meaningful smile.

They had discussed last night that if they let Typhon go with them, the Sarkaz girl would definitely persuade them to stay and protect the civilians, but if on the contrary, if they left Typhon here and continued to move forward, the girl would ask to take her with them.

To some extent, adolescent girls are indeed twisted.

Typhon got on the car and looked at everyone in the car. He said nervously: "Why are you looking at me? This bow is very special to me. No one else can use it except me."

"Is it because you are a Sarkaz?"

The Sarkaz were particularly sensitive when others mentioned their race. Typhon glared at Mike and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I've met many Sarkaz people. You know, Columbia is not hostile to Sarkaz people. They don't seem to be as...special as you."

"I'm not special."

Typhon turned away, ignoring Mike's question.

She said she was not special, but probably no one would believe her. Would Anma stare at a person who had no influence on the future of the Sami Ice Field for no reason?

how is this possible.

"Let's talk business, Miss Typhon. Everyone prayed to Anma before we set off. Do you think there is anything we need to add?"

This time it was Typhon's turn to be surprised: "You actually pray to Anma?"

Mike smiled kindly and said, "I heard that the Sami people call Anma 'Old Mother', a very affectionate name, which made me curious, so we prayed according to the Sami ritual, and everyone made a snowball and put it in their pocket."

The man reached into his coat pocket and took out a snowball. It was round and showed no signs of melting.

At the same time, other people in the car also took out snowballs, but they all showed signs of melting into water.

Typhon looked at Mike deeply.

As Anma's favored one, she knew what it meant that the snowball would not melt. Anma's eyes had already fallen on this man. He was blessed by the gods, but it was unclear when this blessing would be fulfilled.

It's really strange. Most foreigners who come to Sami and pray to the gods basically get no response. What's wrong with this man?

"By the way, Miss Typhon, do you know any fortune tellers in the base camp or around here? We need a fortune teller to give us some pointers on where to go next."

"A fortune teller cannot accurately predict what will happen in the near future. The content of the divination is likely to happen a long time in the future."

47. Magellan's Unknown Situation

Mike still looked at the Sarkaz girl with a smile: "It doesn't matter. It's enough for us as long as we have it."

Typhon was silent. This team included both men and women, including Sakota, Liberi, and a sheep that liked to call "senior". They didn't look reliable at all and were far different from the expedition teams she had seen before.

It was these people who saved her.

"Relax, do we look like people who don't value their lives?"

Typhon wanted to say maybe, but he held back the words when they came to his lips.

She didn't know if joining this adventure was the right decision.

...『千寻』255.595300

Magellan had a habit.

She is used to drinking a glass of water every morning after getting up, going to the bathroom to wash up, and then going to the breakfast shop at the door to eat a full stomach.

For her, this is the most comfortable daily routine when she is not on an adventure.

Today was the same. As usual, Liberi got dressed and left the room. She hung the detector that Mel had customized for her around her waist and then quickly walked to the restaurant downstairs.

She couldn't wait any longer after being hungry all night.

She had been to the Joint Investigation Association's headquarters several times, and this time was no exception. It was as lively as she remembered.