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

"Ms. Magellan, I have decided to convince you. I hope you won't tell anyone else what happens next."

Magellan's eyes widened, not understanding what Mike was going to do.

The man raised his right hand, revealing the electronic watch on his wrist. He pressed the surface of the watch twice, and his face was suddenly enveloped by a blue light. When the light faded, another face appeared in front of Liberi.

"Doc?!"

Magellan was dumbfounded. The scene before her was like a magic. In her mind, the person who had been dead reappeared in front of her in such a dignified manner.

too frightening.

Could it be that this place has also been invaded by evil spirits, she has been contaminated, and the doctor in front of her is her cognitive error?

Just when Magellan resolutely decided to awaken her cognition through self-mutilation, Mike hurriedly stepped forward and held her hand.

"Mai Mai, I just said so much, but you still haven't guessed who I am. Do you think that besides me, who else can gather so many operators and make them willingly work for me?"

Magellan thought about it carefully and felt that what Mike said was right, but the scene before him was too bizarre and he didn't know how to face it for a moment.

"Actually, my leaving Rhodes Island is a plan. As for the content of the plan, I cannot tell you for now. Now I really want to seek your help. I must go to the North and find out what happened there. This is related to the life and death of this land."

Mike paused here and said, "But I didn't force you. If you insist on rejecting me, I won't pester you anymore."

Magellan said nothing, but puffed out his cheeks like a squirrel with its mouth full of acorns.

She stared with red eyes, grabbed Mike's clothes with both hands and refused to let go. After a moment, Liberi exhaled and shouted, "The doctor is really too much. He actually used death to deceive us!"

Michael couldn't refute Magellan's accusation, so he had to make excuses for himself: "My departure is part of the plan. We must find the existence that threatens this land. Now is the critical moment. If I have caused you trouble, I apologize. If you still want me to compensate you for something else, I can only hope that you can wait until I return from the North."

Mike held Magellan's hands with a sincere look in his eyes. Every word he said came from the heart. Not long ago, Ragna was convinced by him in this way, and now it was Magellan's turn.

"Really?"

"real."

"You didn't lie to me?"

"I lied to you that you were Pero."

Mike's answer made Magellan laugh. Liberi covered his face but still couldn't suppress his smile: "Doctor's jokes are not funny at all. Operator Pello will complain to Dr. Kal'tsit if he hears you."

Mike gave a thumbs up: "I'm not afraid of Kal'tsit."

Magellan glared at him fiercely. Are you afraid that you don’t have the final say? Do you have the guts to say it in front of Dr. Kal’tsit?

Liberi's happiness did not last long. She thought of another thing: "Does the doctor really have to go north of the Great Wall? Is it necessary to go?"

"I have to go. I have to take a look to feel at ease. There are many troubles in this land. The troubles from the north have become the precursor of disaster. Someone must do something."

"But I heard that the Sammy hero has gone to the North."

Mike said categorically: "Although he is Sammy's hero, he didn't really solve the problem."

Magellan opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say what was on her mind. But she didn't reject Mike either. She just said, "I'll think about it, Doctor. I'll give you an answer this time tomorrow."

Typhon was a close friend of Magellan whom he met on the Sami Glacier. The two of them went through a difficult time together. Mike could only break through Magellan's defense by exposing his identity. As for whether he could gain the upper hand, it depended on Liberi's thoughts.

If he had no way to get useful information from Magellan, going to the North would be more troublesome. If it really didn't work, he could only turn to Ragna for help, or use the unique divination method of the Sami people.

The conversation didn't last long, and Magellan almost ran away from Mike's office.

Typhon, who had been waiting outside, ran up and asked, "So, did you reject him? I said he was a bastard, right?"

Magellan nodded seriously: "Little Typhoon, you are right, he is indeed a bastard, I have seen through his true face."

After saying this, Liberi turned and left, without revealing whether he agreed or refused.

Typhon thought that since both parties were so unhappy, there was no need to continue the discussion, so he gradually felt relieved.

In fact, her real purpose was to stop Mike from crossing the Northern Wall. That place was too dangerous. Even an experienced and highly combat-capable team could not guarantee that they could survive in such an extreme environment.

As time goes by, after crossing the Great Wall, the temperature will suddenly drop to more than 50 degrees below zero. Even if you travel between several scientific research stations, it is difficult to guarantee that no accidents will occur.

An accident in such an environment means death.

The Sami people say that returning to the River Styx is the beginning of a new life, but no one wants to lose their life so easily.

I hope Mike can give up when he sees difficulty.

……

"Is it not going well?"

Holhaiya's voice followed his footsteps into the office.

At this time, Mike was still standing in front of Sammy's map, looking at the red line in silence.

A pair of soft and warm hands supported his shoulders, and the light ear feathers rubbed the man's neck.

"Are you here to comfort me?"

"Maybe so."

Hol Haiya paused and continued, "I read many heart-breaking stories about this land while studying. Giving up is not shameful. After re-preparing, at least there is still a chance to go on stage. But if you leave early, it means you will never have another chance."

Very good advice. Mike agreed with her, but then he changed the subject and said, "Besides me, there are few people in this land who can take so much stakes to the poker table. I don't think the Sammy hero they talk about can do it. On the contrary, I'm afraid he will stand on the opposite side of us."

"You actually compared Sammy's evil spirit to the dealer at the poker table?"

"No, I don't care who the other party is, whether he is the dealer or not. If the other party stands in front of me like this, I will use my knife to negotiate with him instead of putting my bet on the table. I will not gamble with such a dealer."

Mike hugged Holhaiya with his backhand. This woman had provoked him again and again, so she must be ready to pay the price.

Quetzalcoatl had a smile on her face. She had already guessed what Mike would do and was even happy about it, but she found that the man was just hugging her and didn't do anything else.

"Why stop?"

"I thought you were going to say no and let me leave you."

"Why not? The life of my species is very short. If I don't enjoy it in time, won't this life be wasted?"

Mike's fingers brushed across Quetzalcoatl's cheek and asked with a smile, "Do you really think so?"

"I'm afraid that wouldn't be appropriate here."

Holhaiya gently pushed the man, and her body slipped out of his palm, but the voice of the feathered serpent still floated in the empty room.

"Doctor, I heard that Director Muirseth is coming here soon. You know that my relationship with her is not harmonious, so I think this should be one of the few opportunities in my limited time. I will not lock the door tonight."

Mike couldn't tell whether Holhaiya was a bird or a snake. She just swayed her waist and left the office, leaving him alone.

After a long while, the man murmured:

"Everyone is telling me to give up, but I know I absolutely cannot give up now, don't you agree?"

Mike reached into his pocket and felt a hard snowball.

Several days passed, and even when the snowball was kept close to the body, there was no sign of it melting.

Anma's gaze was always there, never far away.

……

On a transport vehicle, near the window, a pair of slender white fingers held a pen and slowly wrote on a notebook:

A lot has happened recently. Colombia, Sami, Letania, Ursus, no country has ever been truly peaceful.

At the beginning, our research and investigation into the evil spirits came to a standstill, but at a certain moment there was a huge breakthrough. Even the most rigorous and outstanding scholars could not explain whether it was due to technological limitations or some other reasons?

I had already made my report to Saria, and as a conservative, she asked me a question that I could not answer.

What would be the result if this technological breakthrough was within the opponent's expectations, or in other words, was deliberately guided by the opponent?

To be honest, I don't want to admit that such a thing happened, because it means that we have always been the weaker side in the eyes of each other.

Being weak means being manipulated by the enemy and becoming a part of their bullying and manipulation.

Well, I think I might be overthinking it, or maybe Saria has been very nervous since Christen left. She is too nervous and worried that a similar accident will happen again. After all, Rhine Life can no longer withstand such a torment.

The hand holding the pen stopped here, and the water elf with long hair raised her head and looked out the car window. Outside was a vast white field. At this temperature, the land could only be abandoned here.

Nothing can be seen in the sky during the day, but one can indeed see twinkling stars at night. However, the water elf cannot tell which star is the person she is looking for.

"How can I accuse you of being cruel? You left me so far away that it was a luxury for me to even look at you."

68. Holhayya wins

In the room, a war without the smoke of gunpowder had just ended, and the victor was hugging his captive and talking.

"Do you regret it?"

"Kind of."

Holhaiya snuggled up to Mike, her fingers gently drawing circles on the man's arm.

Mike laughed and said, "It's too late to regret now."

The corner of Quetzalcoatl's mouth curved up in an imperceptible arc, and it let out a nasal hum.

"I regret not doing this sooner. You are amazing, my doctor."

"Ha, I have something even more powerful. It seems like you were the one begging for mercy just now."

Mike's ridicule made Holhaiya's expression freeze. The woman said bitterly: "Yes, I should bring a few more sisters next time. You don't know how many people want to get something from you."

This time it was Mike's turn to be embarrassed.

It's not impossible to bring a few more at a time, but too many people and too little meat will probably lead to a melee. He understands that it's not the lack of resources that's worrying, but the imbalance of resources.

Quetzalcoatl rolled his eyes at him and said, "You wish."

"It's not a bad thing to think about it."

Mike's hand fell on Holhaiya's waist at some point, and the soft and fleshy feeling made him unable to let go.

The man's deep voice came: "I have a question I haven't figured out."

"Are you asking why I'm so proactive? I won't tell you."

She had mentioned today that she would leave the door open for Mike. It was just a fantasy, but she didn't expect that the doctor would actually come.

It's not bad anyway.

Holhaiya turned over and lay on his side towards Mike, naturally knowing what the man's restless hands were trying to do.

The feathered serpent struggled twice symbolically.

The night is still long.

……

The next day.

When Mike showed up in the office, Desiree was sitting in her seat, pointing at her watch impatiently: "Mike, you're almost an hour late, and so is Holhaiya. Where is she?"

"We don't need to worry about her. Quetzalcoatl asked me to tell her that she wants to take a day off today."

"what?"

Desiree immediately raised her voice and looked at Mike with suspicion, as if she could find the answer to her question from him in this way.

Mike didn't ask Kuranta to give him a seat, but sat directly opposite him and asked seriously, "How is the questionnaire sent out yesterday?"

"The recovery rate is less than half. Most people are unwilling to continue the journey. The base camp was attacked by evil spirits. After facing life and death, few people can still muster the courage to take the initiative to face danger."

Dester flipped through the documents in her hand and continued, "No one wants to go with us, but that doesn't mean no one is willing to provide supplies. The caravans staying at the base camp should share their resources with us."

"really?"

"Really, free of charge."

Mike further inquired: "How can such a good thing happen?"

Desiree said patiently, "Because we saved the base camp, and then they thought we were going to die. There's no point in collecting debts from the dead."

Mike didn't seem surprised by this answer. His long-planned conspiracy was finally revealed. "Okay, I think that's right. It's time to start an internal meeting."

The man didn't tell her what happened at the internal meeting, but Desiree had guessed part of it.

Miss Kuranta looked at him deeply and said nothing.

So the base camp spent another calm day.

On the third day, at a closed-door meeting, all team members were present, including one person who Typhon originally thought would not show up.

Magellan.