Arknights, but the sickly pretty girl starts

As for the whereabouts of his parents, he could only get it from Herhunzollon after passing this exam... But this reason was enough, at least for Noah.

Hypnotizing herself—this wasn't the first time Noya had done something like this, but this time was different. She was trying to unearth her earliest memories, or rather, memories she'd forgotten but still lingering in her subconscious. It was like extracting oil from deep underground; it was inherently dangerous. If she got lost in the maze of her own memories, it might take her over a decade to find her way out.

In fact, it is very subtle that humans’ understanding of themselves is very one-sided, especially in the study of spiritual aspects. Even Noah, who has this ability, has no way of knowing what his memory maze will look like.

If she's lucky, maybe she can come back in a breath of time, but if she's unlucky... Noah usually doesn't think about such negative things.

Noah first sat cross-legged on the steps, adjusted her breathing, and tried to calm her body and mind as much as possible, falling into a state of meditation. Little Noah naturally didn't understand what the older sister in front of her was doing. Although little Noah herself was a mental image extracted from Noah's subconscious, her memory and cognition were immature, so she looked like a child.

An immature heart reflects immature memories, just like facing a clear spring, and little Noah is the reflection in the water.

Before entering a state of meditation, she tried her best to clear her mind of distractions and relax, sinking into a state of half-sleep, similar to meditation, yet a little different. As her breathing gradually steadied, Noah Kyrielet entered the ocean of her subconscious.

Beside her, Precious's figure reappeared. Looking at Noah, who seemed to have become an empty shell, she suddenly felt a little funny.

I was clearly right next to her, but she was so confident in making her body available to her. Wasn't she afraid that I would tear up the agreement, control her body, and let her get lost in her subconscious forever?

Of course she could do it. Noah was completely defenseless right now. She found it a little outrageous. Could it be that this girl trusted her so much? Trusting a ghost from a previous civilization who wanted to take over her body?

If you put yourself in my shoes, even Precious wouldn't believe himself...

But... she didn't try to take over this body. She simply stood guard, her hands folded. She didn't know what she was waiting for, but she was indeed waiting... Ever since she met Noya, she had harbored a suspicion, a suspicion that had never been confirmed, a suspicion that was, in fact, just wishful thinking. But the thought lingered, and she stared at Noya's face.

As for her appearance, it was influenced by herself and she was somewhat similar to herself, but completely different from the person in her memory.

Then, what makes me feel familiar... is probably her soul.

Soul... This kind of thing sounds illusory, but with the technology of previous civilizations, the soul has long been clearly analyzed, and even gray nails for subspace travel have been developed. So Prises knows that the soul is real.

Before she became what she is today, she had uploaded her soul countless times to experience various kinds of life. This kind of entertainment was even quite common in pre-civilizations.

Therefore, in the previous civilization, when appearance, DNA, and even talents could be shaped at will, the reference value of appearance was actually very low, so people paid more attention to the soul and the unique soul code.

It is not surprising that when everything becomes controllable and shaped, the only uniqueness is like an identity, or a recognition, and the only special thing between people.

If we don’t judge the soul itself individually in this situation, what is the point?

It is also because of this that the people of the pre-civilization had no feelings about beauty or ugliness, but they were insensitive to noble souls... At least Priseth would be moved by Noah's soul.

Her soul is like a piece of white paper, which can be dyed, folded, torn, and even rewritten, but in the end, her essence remains pure white, uncontaminated, and almost transparent.

Precious has been watching until now, and she can confirm what Noah's soul is like.

There is no reincarnation in the world, but what if... the previous civilization really made a choice at the last moment, a decision that it itself was not aware of?

"..." Precious wavered. On the brink of civilization's destruction, they had made countless plans, but they were rejected one by one, leaving only four: the Deep Blue Tree, the Originium, the Heaven's Fulcrum, and the Preserver Plan. These four plans were considered the most reasonable and feasible, but after they were implemented, or rather, after their implementers chose to fall into a deep sleep in preparation for destruction, everything was ruined.

Did humans still carry out the [Final Plan]?

After all, according to Priss's understanding of human beings, humans are a group of beings that will burst into some hysterical thoughts once they fall into some desperate situation.

Have those plans that were once considered unfeasible been implemented?

is it possible?

Did humans at that time really have the resources to do so?

Or...will humans really be so desperate?

She gazed at Noah Kyrielight, recalling the last time she had spent with the Doctor after he was placed in the sarcophagus.

-

Destruction is coming.

Fate will blow out the flickering candle. Precious looks up at the sky. The starry sky at this moment is so cold - so cold that it makes her tremble.

Those stars were like eyes, staring at her.

The plan has been executed. Next, she only needs to return to where she should be, a container for converting information, and completely transcribe her information into the Originium to complete all preparations.

This was probably the last time she looked at the starry sky. She didn't know when she would wake up next time. Maybe... even the stars would have died by then.

Stargazing was one of her few hobbies, but knowing what she was facing would make even the most optimistic person feel hopeless. Their plans were less about finding a way out than about trying to hold on for a while before destruction.

The feasibility of the Preservator Plan seems to be the highest, but in fact it has only a 1.042% success rate. No one knows how long they have to wait, what the limit of hibernation preservation is, whether the energy can support it until that time, whether the equipment will age, and a series of other questions. In fact, no one has confidence.

After all, it was just a gamble...

She had no idea whether this gamble on the fate of mankind would have any final outcome.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the Originium Project, she made two preparations. On the one hand, there was naturally the doctor sleeping in the sarcophagus, and on the other hand, there was this land ship, which was also called Rhodes Island.

Because of its unique structure, Rhodes Island was constructed from the outset as an ark carrying humanity's hopes. Before being named Rhodes Island, the ship's codename was [ARK], meaning Ark. From its very construction, high hopes were placed on it. Sooner or later, this ark would travel to the end of time and build humanity's future.

The second method is Rhodes Island's control system, PRTS——

With these two backup measures, she can at least ensure the doctor's safety. As for the future... when will the future come?

Precious doesn't know, and I'm sure the Doctor doesn't know either...

If even someone as smart as her doesn't know, then... who else could know...

Before entering the transfer device, the terminal in Precious's hand suddenly began to vibrate. After a moment's hesitation, she turned on the terminal and answered what might be the last call.

—Can you hear me, Priss?

"...Very clear." Precious paused, trying to make her tone as light-hearted as possible, but her disguise seemed to be exposed in an instant, and she seemed unable to hide herself in front of her.

"You're still nervous, right? I understand."

"...You're not hacking into the camera again and watching me, are you? What? Should I cry now?"

"Of course not. How could our linguist just cry?" Her tone was teasing, but although she had always been understanding, only now did she not hide her concern. "...I never thought it would end up like this. Now that I think about it, it seems I've accomplished nothing. I brought you all together without permission, talked about the future with you, and then all my preparations collapsed... I still have to pin my hopes on you. I'm so sorry..."

"It doesn't matter. We've tried our best. We all know." Precious didn't mean to blame the other person at all. She suddenly appeared before her and tried hard to tell them her ideas and the future crisis. She said she wanted to form the world's greatest salvation organization, and she had single-handedly built this organization. Although they had worked hard all the way to this point, they still hadn't completed the things she promised.

"...Do you have anything else to say?" she asked, her tone full of relief.

"You said... that in the future, someone will inherit our aspirations and carry everything forward. Those people... will complete our unfinished goals and move towards a more distant future. Is that true?"

"..." There was a long silence. Precious knew that this question would have no answer. Although she seemed to have a special power to foresee the future, she was always subject to certain constraints and could not express the whole content. She had long been accustomed to it.

"...Well, perhaps I don't need an answer, Administrator. I'm truly happy to have you by my side during this final countdown to the world."

"Will do."

"……Um?"

"I said yes. Someone will inherit our will, someone will take over your burden in the future." The other person smiled and said, "I foresee it, I can confirm it. To use your words, just like the stars will always find their orbits, I promise you. There's a poem that I don't know if you've heard of it."

"What do you think?"

"A thousand sails pass by the side of the sinking boat, and a thousand trees spring ahead of the sick tree."

She recited the poem like this.

“There’s always someone who comes after you.”

"...Well, then I'm relieved." She stood up and walked over to the transfer device, a large glass container. She knew that once she stepped inside, the program would activate, and she would be broken down into pieces of information, transferred into the Originium. Then, she would follow the Originium into a long sleep, awakening only when Rhodes Island was awakened. Her expression remained calm, but her voice trembled slightly.

"administrator."

"Ok?"

"Speaking of which, you always ask others to call you the administrator, but never mention your own name. Isn't that unfair?" Precious said, "You know our names, our past, even our future. You seem to know everything, but you never tell us your name. I can't go to sleep with this doubt, can I? How about you tell me one last time—"

Looking at the figure of the masked black-haired girl in the terminal, Precious's eyes flashed and he asked with a smile.

"what your name?"

"..." The girl called the administrator smiled sheepishly. "Actually, I just feel that my name is meaningless... I wanted to proudly introduce it to you all after saving the world. After all, I was truly a savior. But I failed, so forget it. There's no point in remembering the name of a loser..."

"Nothing in the world is completely meaningless, Administrator," Precious responded. "You've led us forward, all the way to this point. No matter what—for us, this may be the end of the story. At the end of the story, the hero deserves a name."

Yes, a hero should have a name——

The administrator is different from them. She does not plan to go to the future like them. She will stay here until the last moment.

So, this is the last chance.

Precious wanted to know her name, at least, so that he would have something to think about in the future - but the girl made a decision that Precious did not expect. She reached out and took off her mask - revealing her true face for the first time to Precious who was standing on the other side of the terminal.

That's a rather... gentle face, Precious thought to himself.

"My name is——"

Chapter 11: The Garden of Eden

For Noah, life is like an extension cord——

If you think about it carefully, it's easy to understand. Most people's lives are just a straight line, from birth to death. They have no control over their birth, and in most cases, their death, either, just like rain falling from the sky. But what about Noah? What is Noah's life like?

Noah had a very high starting point compared to most people. He was a knight noble of Casimir. Noah's grandfather was a hero in the war between Ursus and Casimir. Although his fame was not as dazzling as Cyril Linguang, the surname Kirilet had a very heavy weight in the minds of many knights. This kind of reputation earned bit by bit in the war and the merits honed in the battle were dazzling and stained with blood.

Born into such a family, Noya's starting point was actually higher than many people imagine. Her family's achievements, wealth, and reputation allowed Noya to grow up healthy and carefree. Her swordsmanship was taught by her grandfather, the war hero, and by Lime, the future leader of the Silver Spear Pegasus. Her education was also largely intact; at least as far as Noya could remember, she had more than two dozen teachers who had taught her.

Her grandfather taught her by example and words, showing her what a knight should be like and the virtues a knight should possess.

If nothing unexpected happens, Noah's growth path will probably be no different from Margaret Linguang's, except that compared to Margaret's innocence, she is smarter and better at judging the situation, so she probably won't participate in any knight competitions, nor will she be exiled by Casimir. Just like the illusion she experienced in the previous test, she and Margaret will become lifelong friends and lifelong rivals, caring about each other, competing with each other, and helping each other.

Noah originally thought that his original intention was to build a better Casimir.

However, when she truly stepped into the sea of ​​her subconscious, what she saw was not her ancestral home - but a city that looked quite unfamiliar. This place did not look like Casimir, but its architectural style was somewhat similar to that of Agor. Noah did not remember having been to this city, nor did she remember where it was. Logically, a city with this architectural style should have left a deep impression on her.

Something must be wrong when things are abnormal. Noah couldn't help but doubt whether this memory belonged to her. She originally wanted to stand up and look around, but almost lost her balance and fell to the ground again. She subconsciously stretched out her hands to support the ground, endured the discomfort all over her body, and supported her body as if she was walking for the first time.

"Tail..." Noah quickly discovered the source of the abnormality. Her tail was gone. She touched the place where her tail was originally, and then touched her ears. All the racial characteristics that represented her Kuranta identity disappeared!

"What's going on... have I become an Agor?" Noya wondered, flustered. While theoretically anything could happen in the subconscious realm, this was her first time diving so deep, and she couldn't have anticipated anything. "I don't have a tail, my ears are on the sides of my head, my body is weaker than before, and my heart rate is lower than normal... My physical condition isn't even as good as that of an average Agor."

After carefully examining his body, Noah could only come to this conclusion.

And—how could my childhood self have such a complete subconscious mind?

You have to know that for a child, the subconscious space is often very small. After all, children stay at home most of the time. Generally speaking, the conscious space they can construct is a very simple house, or a place where they often play, or even a school. But directly constructing a city like this is almost something that a child’s memory can do, right?

It was too abnormal, so abnormal that it went against all the common sense Noah knew.

However, Noah still found a clue in the chaos. She found a tag on her chest that was similar to the Rhodes Island operator's certificate. This thing had been hanging around her neck. Noah picked up the tag and read the content on it carefully.

Codename: [Administrator]

ID number: XW01

The card is red and has some seemingly encrypted vertical lines on it, probably some kind of verification measure. In addition to these, there is a line of text on the back of the card.

【Garden of Eden】

Although these contents were not words that Noah recognized, perhaps because they had entered her subconscious mind, she was able to recognize them unexpectedly. To use a more understandable analogy, it was like even if you rarely used traditional Chinese characters in your life, you would probably still be able to roughly recognize the meaning of these words when you saw them.

"Is it the name of the organization I belong to?" Noah guessed reasonably. After all, if it was a Rhodes Island sign, there would be a Rhodes Island logo on the back. The logo of the Garden of Eden was a simple drawing of a tree with two fruits on it. Although he knew nothing about this organization, for Noah now, any clue was important. At least now, he knew where to go first.

She raised her head and looked at the building directly opposite her. On top of this building in the city center, the logo of "Garden of Eden" was prominently hung.

Noya gathered herself, making sure she had nothing on her except the sign before she set off towards the building. After entering this subconscious realm, she seemed to be constantly overturning her common sense. But ultimately, people don't understand the full scope of their subconscious. Most of the time, the subconscious is like an iceberg, with only a small portion visible above the water. Perhaps... was her thinking wrong?

Or is this just a manifestation of my messy thoughts?

Noah made her own guess, but after she actually stepped into the building, she immediately changed her mind, because the person walking towards her was so familiar to her.

"--administrator?"

"...Precious?! Why are you here?"

Noah thought that it was Priseth from the outside world who had followed him in. You know, although the act of sneaking into the subconscious is inherently dangerous, it will at least not endanger your life. After all, your consciousness and memory will not harm you. But Priseth is different. For example, if Noah sneaks into other people's subconsciousness, he is very likely to be affected by other people's memories and will, and even completely lost in the other person's memory.

Precious shouldn't be unaware of the dangers of doing this...

"Why are you here? I work here. Where else would I go?" Precious was confused, but she didn't bother to care about the administrator's erratic behavior. "Let's not talk about that for now, Administrator, something big has happened!"

"......?" Noah had just arrived and naturally had no idea what was going on. However, the guy who looked like Precious dragged Noah into the elevator without giving him a chance to refuse. Judging from his enthusiastic attitude, someone who didn't know would have thought that the two had a very good relationship. After entering the elevator, Precious began to explain what had happened.

"——The Doctor and Luo are arguing again!"

"...Doctor?" Noya narrowed her eyes at the familiar term. As clever as she was, she suddenly realized something. If these weren't random events generated by fragments of her subconscious memory, then the city she was in... could it be that it was the era of pre-civilized people like Precious and the Doctor? But why did she have their memories? And she even entered this world in person, even having an identity called the Administrator. "Ahem, hold on, Precious, take your time."

I don't know the specifics, so I can only hint at it. After all, revealing that I'm not an "Administrator" now won't do Noah any good. It's better to just follow Priss's guidance and familiarize myself with this world.

In Noah's eyes, Priss is now like a guide at the beginning of the game, responsible for introducing the general outline of the game to help players familiarize themselves with the specific situation of the game.

As Precious told the story, Noah finally understood what had happened.

As the [Administrator], she had not come to the company for several days. The company's second-in-command, [Doctor], and [Luo] who joined the company later, had a quarrel because of some differences in the implementation plan of the Deep Blue Tree Project. Although Precious was on the side of the Doctor, he could not persuade the two of them and could only call someone to mediate - and Noah, as the [Administrator], was the person who was called.

The Deep Blue Tree... If Noah remembered correctly, this was the starting point of Haisi - that is to say, during this period, the Deep Blue Tree project had already begun, so the Preserver Project must have been progressing simultaneously.