Terra Tinkers Construct is fine.

"It's better than Chernobog's power zone, I'm not asking for much."

"As long as you are satisfied."

Having at least fulfilled Kal'tsit's minimum requirement of "dragging things out for a while," Arc breathed a sigh of relief. She straightened her posture slightly and became serious, saying, "Then my mission is complete... Mr. Milan, I don't know what kind of contact you've had with Rhodes Island in the past, nor do I know what kind of grudge you have with Dr. Kal'tsit."

"But as a cooperative ally, please believe that my colleagues and I will always remember your help. You made a great contribution to the rescue of the Doctor and the support for Amiya and the others in this incident, and we will remember it. In any case, Rhodes Island will not take the initiative to be your enemy; this is our promise."

"...Just showing me around is enough for your elite operators to have a little meeting? That's great, Miss Arc."

"Well……"

She straightened up, and her expression relaxed again. She smiled gently and said, "But no matter what, Dr. Kal'tsit is a good person, and Mr. Milan is a good person too... I don't know if there is any misunderstanding between the two of you, but it may not be too late for you to communicate. I sincerely hope that you can get along well, and I look forward to having the opportunity to cooperate with you again in the future."

"Then please make yourself at home. I won't disturb your rest any longer."

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes crinkling with laughter, and both her right hands swayed along with it. As the cabin door closed, she was shut out. Milan reached out and tapped the bed board, touched the bedding provided in the cabin, and then walked to the porthole to look out. She saw a hazy, cold light rising from the horizon, gradually illuminating the earth through the gray clouds.

In this dim light, the view of Chernobog became clearer and brighter—and Milan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Rhodes Island...hehe...Rhodes Island..."

He pulled a chair over and sat down, leaning back and looking up at the ceiling. After a long while, he let out a laugh that was hard to understand. Then, as if trying to shake off some "sudden and unrealistic fantasies," he shook his head vigorously and calmed down again.

—Don't worry about Rhodes Island or anything like that. It's not like it'll run away... well, it's not like it'll suddenly disappear.

More important than that is...

With his eyes clearing, Milan sorted out his thoughts, recalling the Doctor he had just met, as well as a series of optimization information that had been temporarily put aside after the "meeting with the Doctor" had occurred. He closed his eyes, retrieved the historical information in his mind, and unfolded the details.

—Hmm… what do you mean by fixing the bug that couldn’t recognize experience points and level increases?

He frowned.

Chapter 104 - Post-mortem Report (12/80)

—Rhode Island, Medical Department, Independent Clinic—

The doctor, who had just woken up, was completely confused. Although his face under the hood could be described as cool and intellectual, he actually acted like a complete idiot. When commanding battles, even without his memory, he could remain calm and composed simply because of his instinctive thinking.

But even now, after the battle—just undergoing a physical examination—she still seems rather bewildered, wondering, "Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?"

Fortunately, he was immediately faced with a high-intensity command task upon waking up, and then ran a considerable distance with the team while under nervous tension—which was even worse for the doctor, whose physical fitness was not very good to begin with.

Is it lucky to have something even worse?

Well, after things got even worse, I guess that counts as falling asleep immediately.

According to the law of conservation of luck, if one person can sleep soundly, the other person is often not so lucky.

"The body's functions are recovering fairly well, although there is some muscle atrophy and malnutrition, in addition to hormone and blood sample analysis..."

Looking at the data that had been efficiently analyzed with the support of the high-end equipment in her laboratory, Kal'tsit frowned, a look of surprise and uncertainty flashing in her eyes.

Strictly speaking, these figures don't look good, but... at least they're not surprising.

There's nothing strange about it.

But that's precisely why the situation itself seemed strange to her: Had the doctor lost his memory?

why?

How can it be?

And—on what grounds?

Three years ago, it was she who traveled all the way to put the Doctor into that home therapy device called "Stone Coffin"... oops, medical equipment; at that time, Rhodes Island was fighting the Military Council to the bitter end, and the Kazdel Civil War was in a state of both victory and defeat, life and death.

She trusted the Doctor implicitly, and she also trusted her best friend who was the leader of the faction, so she left them with peace of mind and went to a sequence where she could better realize her value. But what she never expected was that she hadn't been gone long before she received panicked news from the Rhodes Island main ship.

—What does "Theresa was assassinated?" mean? And what does "Doctor and Amiya lost consciousness and their fate is unknown" mean?

What are you talking about?

Kal'tsit, unable to believe it, practically stumbled back to Rhodes Island, her heart pounding with anxiety and desperately hoping it was all just a ridiculous joke—but when she actually witnessed reality, reality delivered a cruel blow to her.

Theresa is confirmed dead. Before her death, she entrusted the position of Demon King to Amiya, who is not a Sarkaz, and established her as the successor leader. Amiya fell into a coma, and the Doctor's vital signs were unstable and could not be awakened. Theresa only told her to "protect the Doctor" before leaving. Kal'tsit, unable to accept reality but having no choice but to accept it, could only shoulder the responsibility of the situation at that time. Under the premise of the defeat of the camp, she managed to withdraw from Rhodes Island and put the Doctor in a sarcophagus until today.

—What exactly happened that day? Why was Theresa assassinated? Why did the Rhodes Island's defense systems malfunction?

Judging from the subsequent reconnaissance, if Rhodes Island had simply deployed its location system, things wouldn't have turned out that way. And for Rhodes Island's defense system to be urgently halted, there weren't many people with the authority to do so. The most suspicious person present was none other than the Doctor, whom Theresa had instructed to protect...

What role did the PhD student play in all of this? What exactly did she do?

Kal'tsit had a lot of questions she wanted to ask.

but……

"Neurocognitive mapping..."

To date, the relationship between nerves, the brain, and consciousness remains a black box. Even Kal'tsit cannot determine the true nature of the Doctor's amnesia: is it a defect in the sarcophagus, a consequence of that incident, or... yet another elaborate and deep-seated disguise?

Kal'tsit felt that once this thought took root, she couldn't shake it off; she couldn't distinguish it, nor could she help but doubt it.

"Doctor Kelsey..."

"Amiya."

As soon as the door opened, Amiya, who had been anxiously waiting outside, immediately looked up. Her face showed obvious fatigue, just like all children her age, whose energy was immediately depleted after the initial excitement. Only her eyes remained clear and concerned.

Ace also raised his head, and Kal'tsit composed herself and nodded slightly, resuming her usual aloof expression.

"Doctor No Group/Teasing Erling (Part Two) You doubt the problem of Erling".

Facing their gazes, she first calmly said, "The sarcophagus is not a panacea. Although it saved the doctor's life at the time, there are some unavoidable aftereffects over time. Overall, the problem is not serious, and with subsequent recuperation and rehabilitation, he is expected to recover. It is not an irreversible issue."

Amiya's eyes immediately lit up, revealing a big relieved expression, and Ace also visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, Amiya, Ace, let's put aside the question about the doctor for now."

"What happened during this operation, and what are your thoughts on Mr. Milan, the local gang leader who cooperated with you?"

"Ah, that's how it is, Dr. Kal'tsit..."

Amiya took a deep breath and began her narration.

In Amiya's description, Milan appears to be a calm, meticulous, intelligent, and courageous figure: he gathers and prepares comprehensive and detailed intelligence in advance to make plans, controls the territories he can use in advance, and pushes the plan to be implemented without any delays. He confidently entrusts the command of his subordinates to himself and others, while he goes to rescue Azazel's ally. He proves his friendliness at the time when Rhodes Island is most vulnerable to assassination, and together with Herag, they complete the rescue of Azazel.

She even rushed back herself to participate in the final stage of the entire team's escape. Incidentally, Ace, who was responsible for replenishing supplies next to Amiya, once again expressed amazement and high praise for the equipment of the Canned Food Squad members.

All of this gradually built up pressure beneath Kal'tsit's calm expression: power, physique, intelligence, creation... So, what exactly is it?

She still felt that the evidence from the known intelligence was insufficient, making it impossible to verify Milan's existence in her knowledge, as if it were shrouded in a deep fog.

"Then, Mr. Milan, who had returned, must have seen that our conflict had ended before he came forward and said a few words to the Doctor... a few strange words, and a few names that I had never heard of before."

Amiya pondered, trying to recall. Kal'tsit nodded, but as if by some intuition, she felt a tingling, electric-like sensation on her skin; she seemed to subconsciously want to stop herself, as if her consciousness had traveled back from a few minutes later—but the course of history could not be stopped, and she still heard herself calmly say, "Oh, what did he say?"

Amiya, mimicking Milan from her memories, cleared her throat, even imitating her tone perfectly: "He said, cough, it wasn't just me..."

“Friston, Lu, Ed... Preserver, Deep Blue Tree, Heaven's Pivot”.

"Don't you recognize any of these names?"

Chapter 105 - Excitement

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Kal'tsit remained calm for a moment, her expression serene, but her heart was stirred by indescribable turmoil. She was born as a follower of the prophets and may not know the plans of the previous civilization for its struggle for survival, but she at least had some understanding of the contents of the small group of prophets.

[Preserver] Friston.

Lu, the founder of the Deep Blue Tree.

Ed, the creator of [Heaven's Pivot].

Of course she had heard of these names, knew what they meant, and even how, over the long years, these old Deng's skills from the pre-civilization era had evolved into some kind of bizarre and grotesque things in Terra. That's why, apart from her still calm expression, she unconsciously twisted her crossed fingers together.

— Kal'tsit only gives Amiya's rescue operation by the Doctor an 86 out of 100.

Because she now felt that her anxiety was not just 1.4, but completely dead—all her previous guesses, doubts, and careful assessments had become meaningless. She had even wondered if she was a "lucky person who accidentally obtained the legacy of a pre-civilization," like some people who live in the sea.

But now...

Well, Amiya, good girl—you went to Chernobog and actually brought back an old popsicle from a pre-civilization?

"The doctor doesn't seem to recognize any of these names, or rather, they seem familiar, but he can't quite place them."

Kal'tsit's heart was filled with ripples, and she even wanted to unleash her Ripple Dash—although she relaxed a bit after hearing those words, and her interlaced fingers loosened: this was strong evidence, at the very least confirming that the Doctor was most likely suffering from amnesia...

But Amiya, who had also stayed up all night, didn't notice this; the little rabbit nodded, trying her best to recall "something that seemed very important to Dr. Kal'tsit," and described it as follows: "And then Mr. Milan added a sentence at the end."

"What did he say?"

"He said Precy..."

Time seemed to resume its flow at this moment.

Amiya clearly saw that the color drained from Kal'tsit's face, and her usually calm expression shattered like a mask. This name seemed to be the last moving city that crushed Kal'tsit's composure, and she suddenly sprang up from her seat! The movement was so violent that the sliding stool tipped over with a sharp sound—and a dark green behemoth rushed out from behind her, opening its mouth but unsure whether to let out a roar.

Amiya and Ace were both familiar with the colossal beast covered in crystals. It had the name Mon3tr and was Kal'tsit's inseparable weapon, assistant, and guardian, as well as a comrade-in-arms who fought alongside them.

But compared to the sudden appearance of Mon3tr, it was Kal'tsit's unexpected reaction that startled Amiya and Ace even more: in their eyes, especially in Amiya's memory, Dr. Kal'tsit was always that wise woman who saw through everything and was so calm that she was almost indifferent, as if she could find a foothold in the most rational way even if the sky were to fall.

Amiya was startled, her ears instinctively drooping down and pressing against her hair—only to find that Kal'tsit's emotions were more like terror than excitement; all the hairs on her ears, which were characteristic of the lynx pheasant, stood on end.

The girl glanced at Kal'tsit, then at Mon3tr beside her, and for a moment even connected the two: given her current emotions, it seemed that Mon3tr's usual action of opening its claws and roaring might be more fitting...

But reality didn't leave her bewildered for long: Kal'tsit, who had never been so out of sorts before, didn't pay attention to this detail. Her voice lost its usual composure, and she leaned forward, placing her hands on the table as if she wanted to lean close to her, asking, "Are you sure, Amiya?"

"That person said it himself? Precyth? Did you hear me clearly?"

"..."

Amiya opened her mouth, looked at the equally shocked Ace, and after confirming several times, said with certainty, "Yes, yes, Dr. Kal'tsit, I remember very clearly."

"...And what about the doctor?"

Kal'tsit paused for a while before sitting back down—she almost fell on her bottom because the stool tipped over, and Mon3tr caught her with his tail to save her—this behavior was not just something Amiya, who has the ability to sense emotions, could see; even Ace could see that Kal'tsit was almost panicked, but she didn't care at all.

Amiya felt a little nervous under that gaze, but she still described, "Doctor... the doctor reacted very strongly when he heard the name, and even asked who Precys was, but Mr. Milan did not answer, only saying that the situation was complicated and that he would explain when it was safe to do so."

Good news: It's basically confirmed that the Doctor has truly lost his memory. Although what happened three years ago is still unclear in the short term, at least for now, she can relax and re-establish contact with the Doctor and observe his understanding of this land from scratch.

The bad news is that Amiya somehow found a living father.

Now the anxiety can't die, it can't die at all—think carefully, what exactly is the purpose of a survivor from a previous civilization who has survived to this day, an old-world person who still has considerable intelligence capabilities in the present era, waiting for Rhodes Island's door in Chernobog?

Was it to retrieve the Prophet? To interfere with Project Originium? Or for his own hidden secrets?

Thinking that these old popsicles from the pre-civilization must have some amazing tricks up their sleeves, Kal'tsit took a few deep breaths and forced herself to calm down.

"...Okay, I understand."

Reverting to her usual cold tone, Kal'tsit straightened up from Mon3tr and said, "Amiya, Ace, well done, you've both worked hard. Let's get the Doctor settled to rest first."

"Regarding what Milan mentioned, there's no need to deliberately silence other operators, but it should be classified as confidential internally and not mentioned again."

“I will contact Mr. Milan later. Now… let me think about it.”

Yes, she needs time, time to think, and time to reassess how to deal with a lively, living fossil from a previous civilization.

• We must make sure this person isn't the next Theresis... No, Theresis isn't good enough; the one to be used as a reference should be Priscilla.

But what if we can't reach an agreement... well, even if we can't reach an agreement, so what?

She could only smile helplessly at herself. After many years, Kal'tsit felt an urge to pray for the future.

—I hope it's really as Amiya said, that she's someone who's not difficult to get along with at heart.

While Kal'tsit was filled with anxiety because of her own speculations, she certainly didn't know that Milan, the object of her turmoil, was experiencing rather complicated feelings.

—It's not quite what I expected.

Milan, who didn't usually talk to himself, sat on the ground deep in thought. There was nothing in front of him, but his eyes were unfocused and flickering, as if he were staring at something invisible.

That was a visual information interface he created for himself.

[Originium Crafting Data Pack]

At first, Milan also thought that this update had only opened the door to Originium for him, and considering the version number issue, the world shown to him might not be complete—if that was all, he wouldn't be surprised.

To his surprise, when he actually pressed F3 to open the details, the first piece of information that jumped into his eyes had nothing to do with Originium, but was the original system that he had been missing all along.

Experience level.

What is the purpose of experience levels in Minecraft?

The answer is: it's not really useful, but it's not entirely useless either—MC experience points are only consumed in units of level 3 when enchanting weapons and equipment on an enchanting table and anvil.