NIKKE, after maxing out the favorability, all the Nikkis are not right

"Then please come to the lobby of Paradise immediately."

"I'll wait for you here."

Cecil cut off the image.

"Surprise..."

After thinking for a moment, Green walked out of the room.

We walked through the fields and woods, along the cobblestone road, to the main hall of the park.

When Cecil heard the automatic door open, she spun her chair and motioned for Green to sit down in front of her.

Staring into Cecil's pale blue eyes, Green felt unexpectedly pressured for some reason: "What do you want from me?"

"I'm not a scheming person like Dorothy, so you can rest assured for now."

"So let me make it short."

"As an operator, I've also heard a lot of what Nihilista said."

"She said that as long as she opens your body, she can get what she wants. I have a guess about this. Do you want to try it?"

"Of course, I'm not opening your body. I'm just taking pictures, drawing blood, and doing tests. It's just like a small physical examination in the hospital. Don't worry about what I'll do to you."

What is coming will always come.

Green extended his hand and smiled faintly. "About my blood type, right? Actually, I've already guessed it, but as you said, it's time to bring the secret to light."

"it is good."

"Since you are prepared, lie down on the table."

"It'll only take about an hour."

The blood test went well.

Cecil extracted a tube of Green's blood and performed a precise analysis using instruments.

About an hour later, she looked at the information on the computer with a look of joy on her face, but within that joy, there was a hint of worry.

"Mr. Green, before I answer the results of your analysis report, I would like to ask you a few questions."

"Excuse me."

"Do you know your blood type?"

“It’s not really clear.”

"The Ark hospital never gave you a physical examination?"

"I did, but there's no column about my blood type in the file."

"Well, it seems someone deliberately concealed your information. In a place like the Ark, hiding personal information isn't easy. That person must be in a high position of power and is very caring towards you." Cecil glanced at the report and explained, "By the way, are you curious now as to why I'm asking these questions all of a sudden?"

"Congratulations, Mr. Green."

"Through testing and analysis, I have just confirmed that you are blessed with RH X blood type."

"However, it's more accurate to say that this blood type is a curse. If the Ark's higher-ups discovered that you possessed such precious blood, what would become of you?"

"Imprisoned in a cage, with my hands and feet tied to an operating table, having my blood drawn day after day, living like a guinea pig in the name of sacrificing for the Ark. The outcome could be even worse than I imagined."

"It seems that you really know the Ark well, Cecil." Seeing that she seemed to know the Ark very well, Green couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"Yes, of course I know that place. In fact, I was once a member of the Ark. As for why I escaped from there and established the Garden of Eden, that story started many years ago."

"But just as you said, the Ark is indeed a sick place. If it were just an ordinary capitalist country, humans would have already established bases on the surface and reclaimed some territory. But unfortunately, the Ark is cloaked in capitalism, but in reality it is a sick society controlled by plutocracy."

"People who live there, controlled by chaebol corporations, tend to have somewhat morbid mindsets."

"Selfishness, greed, bigotry, betrayal, and deception are nothing new."

"Not only that, but people take the words of entrepreneurs as gospel truth, while pushing aside those who truly work, have morals, and are capable, allowing society to rot and stink. It's truly rare to see someone like you emerge in such an environment."

"So, as the chosen one, how do you feel now?"

"Happy, or empty?"

Cecil inquired.

Green shook his head: "Neither sad nor happy."

Hearing him say this, Cecil's cold face showed a faint smile: "It seems that you are indeed a big-hearted guy. You know, this is a major event that concerns the fate of all mankind, but in your eyes, it seems no different from eating and drinking water."

"However, I still want to remind you."

"Don't let anyone know about this."

Cecil deleted all the reports on his computer.

Facing Green's surprised look, she explained, "For your own safety, you must keep your secret. Therefore, your subordinates Nikki, Dorothy, John, and even your closest people should not know about this."

"Can't anyone tell?"

"of course."

"If you don't want to live a miserable life like a guinea pig, you'd better listen to me."

"Ok."

"Haha, what a good boy." Cecil showed a relieved smile on his face.

Although she looks like a young and beautiful cold beauty, Cecil is actually quite old.

Like John, she is a human who lived decades ago. Although this modified body cannot feel the passage of time, after living for so long, it is inevitable that she will have some of the mentality of an elderly person.

For example, Cecil prefers obedient little boys to those naughty and lively guys.

"The physical examination is over, you can go home."

"I need to say a few words to John. Although John always looks calm and expressionless, he is actually not a patient person." Cecil mentioned John with a hint of complaint in his tone.

"By the way, what is the relationship between Cecil and John?" Green asked casually before leaving.

"We have both lived for a long time. What do you think our relationship is?" Cecil asked back.

"You both have white hair, are you siblings?"

"......"

"Rather than siblings, we're more like collaborators." Cecil smiled. "After all, I'm just a researcher. If we really want to fight Letcher, we'll have to rely on commanders like you to lead Nikki into battle."

"Okay, thank you, Cecil."

"I am leaving."

hum...

Green walked out of the automatic door of the hall and happened to pass by John who was rushing over.

After the two of them exchanged glances, John took the initiative to greet him: "Green, are you going back to the Ark? Or do you want to stay here?"

Green replied: "I haven't decided where to go yet."

Seeing that he was hesitant, John extended an olive branch: "In that case, why don't you just stay?"

"The paradise has always been in need of talents like you who can lead Nikki into ground combat. If you can join our cause, everyone here will be very happy."

"Besides, the Ark's environment is not suitable for you."

"Your abilities are just a waste of your life if you leave them there."

"I really want to stay here, but the Ark is also a place I want to fight for." Green's eyes revealed a trace of determination. "Whether it's destroying it or transforming it into a place more suitable for human habitation, someone has to do it."

"Ah."

"In that case, I won't try to persuade you any further."

"If you have time, come and practice some moves with me. I can teach you some special tactics, as well as some technologies from the Garden of Eden. Perhaps your Nikki can use them too." John nodded. He admired people who were ambitious and capable. If he had had a few more tough guys like him among his comrades, he might have recaptured the ground long ago.

"Thank you, John."

"Maybe I should call you Senior John?" Green smiled at him.

"Don't call me that. I hate that whole senior-junior thing at the Ark Military Academy." John shook his head helplessly. "Don't use words like Morning Star or Senior to address me from now on. Just call me by my name."

"Also, if you have time, say a few nice words to Isabel and the others, and ask them to do their mission honestly and stop trying to get in your way all the time."

"If Eden hadn't been kind to these three girls, they would have insisted on trying to squeeze into your team." John sighed. He had never had any feelings or ties with Nikki.

If you want to regain the ground, being an emotionless POWER is the right approach.

John couldn't even comprehend Green's thoughts.

So, does he really have to build a good relationship with Nikki every day and try hard to care about their lives and daily routines?

At least in John's eyes, there was no need for him to do such a thing. After all, with so many Nikkis, how could a mere human possibly care about them all? Besides, these Nikkis all had erratic tempers. Not to mention the Ark ones, the three from the Heirs were even more important. They were often absent, late, and when they were in a bad mood, they would make excuses or simply not come.

"Okay, John, I'll tell them."

"Well, thank you. When Eden creates a new batch of Nikkis, I won't stop Isabel and the others from joining your army." John nodded. "Also, when you return to the Ark, remember to read more real political books."

"Remember this: if your thinking isn't in place, the assassins sent by the plutocratic politicians will be there."

"Don't make the same mistake again."

Chapter 106: The Handsome Young Commander Will Not Fall in Love with the CEO of Missilis

"Ah."

"Although politics isn't my strong point, I do need to read more political books if I want to feel more comfortable in the Ark." Green smiled and said, "Thanks, John."

"You're welcome. Go and have some rest." John nodded, turned around and left.

After saying goodbye to John.

Green went to the counterattack unit's dormitory to see what Nikki and the others were doing.

It was a rare moment of rest. There were no commissions, no tasks, and no instructions from the chaebols. Lavi, Anis, and the others just nestled comfortably on the sofa, watching an old-fashioned anime together.

"Commander, you're here!"

"Want to watch TV together?" Marianne saw that it was him, and her eyebrows curved like a pair of crescent moons. She patted the empty seat next to her, motioning for Green to sit down quickly. "I still have a seat here, please come on."

"looking at what?"

"I don't know. I think it's called something like EVA. We picked it up from a shelf in the dormitory."

"EVA... that's quite an old anime."

The colors on the screen are bright, and those hand-painted images are nostalgic compared to the realistic idol dramas shot by Ark.

Click.

Anis lazily slumped on the sofa, holding a golden apple in one hand and biting it bit by bit. Seeing Green sitting down next to her, Anis naturally stretched out her legs and put them on his legs.

"Anis, pull your feet back."

"No, Commander, I've recently developed osteoporosis. If I don't straighten my legs, I'll get joint problems." Anis grinned and made a poor excuse: "This sofa is so small. If you sit down, there's no place for my feet. So Commander, please bear with it."

"Did you wash your feet yesterday?"

"As long as it's my break time, I take a shower every day, okay?"

Marian, holding Green's arm, suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled. "Anis must be bathing every day because her body odor is so strong. Commander, you should not get too close to her, otherwise you will be infected with this smell, and then you won't be able to wash it off."

"Mary Ann!"

"What are you talking about? I'm not a dog. I don't scent mark others!"

"Can you two stop arguing and just watch TV quietly?" Lavi sighed and said helplessly.

"Forget it, adults don't bother with children."

Anis pouted. As the omniscient and omnipotent Lady Anis, a broad mind is her most basic virtue.

After they watched TV quietly for a while, Green noticed that Nian on the sofa was typing away on her computer. Occasionally, she would stop to scratch her head and push her glasses with her fingers, as if she was thinking about something.

"Nian, what are you doing?"

"Ah, Master, do you know anything about fan fiction?"

"Actually, I've recently discovered that I have quite a bit of literary talent, so I'm planning to write some novels to see if I can make some extra money." Nien smiled innocently and scratched his head a bit sheepishly. "It just so happens that I had an inspiration today, and it gave me a lot of inspiration."

"What inspiration?"