Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

And she will go and test this result.

As she moved forward, the outline of Granfalo gradually came into her view.

The first thing Goredia saw was the garrison outside the town.

"Well, the scale is barely acceptable, but it's obvious that they brought in outside help to achieve this level."

During her comments, Goredia noticed the civilian camp next to the military garrison.

"Were the civilians all expelled in order to renovate the town?" Godia shook her head. "It was unavoidable. After all, with the technological achievements of land dwellers, it's impossible to balance efficiency and humanistic care in a short period of time."

She then turned her gaze to the buildings in the town.

"There were no signs of destruction after the battle, and it is unknown whether all threats were eliminated in a swift and decisive manner or whether the standoff is still ongoing."

Just as Goredia was analyzing the situation, a patrolling squad of the Judgment Army spotted the two of them and immediately approached them.

"Gentlemen, this is a military-controlled area. Please stop here."

"We are deep-sea hunters, and we have a cooperative relationship with your superiors," said Graceia calmly.

"Huh? A Deepsea Hunter?" the Judgment Army squad leader probed. "We have indeed heard of Deepsea Hunters cooperating. Are you the one who flew away before?"

Goredia: ?

"Captain, are you still recovering from the effects of the dog attack?"

One of the judges couldn't help but remark, "According to the townspeople's description, the one that flew away earlier was a man."

Goredia: ?

The squad leader glared at his members, then turned to Gretia and grinned sheepishly:

"Please don't worry about these things, we'll take you to meet some leaders now."

"You're just going to let me in like that?" Goredia frowned. "Aren't you afraid I'm an enemy who might infiltrate and behead your leader?"

The members of the trial squad exchanged glances, then revealed meaningful smiles.

Goredia: ? ? ?

"Madam, please don't make such jokes." The squad leader led the way and teased, "Any one of the town's leaders could wipe out our garrison. The leaders don't need our protection."

We're just here to do some infrastructure work and manage the local residents.

Upon hearing the squad leader's words, Goredia instinctively looked at the residents in the nearby civilian camp.

So-called management is nothing more than disguised imprisonment... Hmm?

To Goredia's bewildered gaze, she saw a small group clashing with the townspeople.

"Everyone, go back to town and live your lives. It's safe inside now. Trust us!"

"We won't go back, absolutely not!"

“But tents aren’t a place to live for long. We soldiers can adapt, but you ordinary people might catch a cold if you live there for a long time.”

"Even if we freeze to death outside, or jump into the sea to feed the fish, we will never go back to town!"

Listening to the content of the argument, Goredia was completely bewildered.

Could it be that I misunderstood?

These townspeople were not forcibly evicted, but rather generously gave up their better living conditions for the soldiers.

Goredia had to admit that she felt a sense of respect and emotion.

"Ugh, these guys."

The squad leader noticed the argument over there, shook his head with a wry smile, and continued leading the way.

As the group officially entered the town, Goredia's eyes widened in surprise.

Clean, peaceful, and apart from the fact that there were hardly any people around, she couldn't find a single fault with this town.

There were no sneaky Deepsea cultists, nor any trace of the existence of the Sea Heirs. The only task of the Judgment Army patrolling the streets was to check whether the doors and windows of the houses had been blown open by the wind.

"Excuse me... has this town been completely cleared out?" Gretia asked.

The squad leader shrugged and said, "Before we arrived, all the Deep Sea Cultists had been wiped out, not one escaped. After we arrived, although we suffered a bit, all the Sea Heirs were driven away without exception."

Upon hearing this answer, Goredia took a deep breath.

She felt she had to re-evaluate the capabilities of these partners.

Perhaps she was overconfident; these partners brought her too many surprises.

Thinking this, Goredia became a little more cautious in her steps.

Then... she saw four girls.

Four girls dressed in a rock-and-roll style were trying to play music with expressions that Greta couldn't understand.

But every time the music starts, the four girls stop moving as if they've been electrocuted, and even uncontrollably release a trace of their own unique power.

Goredia felt it deeply.

"You four have worked hard." The squad leader saluted the four men with a hint of sympathy.

The remaining members of the Trial Army moved in unison, saluting Aya and her three companions.

Goredia's muscles were tense.

She couldn't understand how these judges dared to look at the behemoth with pity!

What stunned Goredia even more was that the four giant beasts showed no anger whatsoever. Instead, they huddled together pitifully, and one of them spoke up to ask:

"When can we leave? We don't want to stay here any longer."

The squad leader said with difficulty, "Well... Dr. Kal'tsit hasn't given any instructions, so there's nothing we can do. But please rest assured, the four of you will remember your kindness."

"As long as it's within our power, please feel free to ask, the four of you. Iberia will absolutely do its utmost to fulfill your request!"

Aya, the oldest member of the band, smiled wryly as she reassured the other three:

"Hang in there, everyone. We're doing this for ourselves. Rhodes Island is the only place that can save the four of us right now. Hopefully, the trauma treatment team that Kal'tsit promised will arrive soon."

The trial squad continued to lead Goredia forward.

This time, however, Goredia was not only walking cautiously, she felt like she had forgotten how to walk.

Chapter 1047 Li Boli's Bad Habits

Led by the Judgment Army squad, Goredia, holding Ghost Shark's hand, walked smoothly through the town without encountering any obstacles.

However, Gladys soon realized that she and her companions had clearly passed through the town center and were heading towards the coastline.

Her doubts still prevented her from speaking:

"Weren't you supposed to be meeting Kal'tsit and your Iberian leaders?"

"Yes, all the leaders have been busy along the coastline these past few days," the squad leader said with a smile. "They have finalized the sea voyage plan and just finished screening the list of those going out to sea yesterday."

"Oh, what a pity, our team unfortunately failed to make the list."

The team members immediately gave each other resentful looks and began to denounce the situation.

"Captain, it's because you were too slow to react and didn't answer Qi Yan's last question."

"I was giving you a meaningful look, Captain, my eyes practically popped out of my head, but you didn't even see it."

"I didn't see anything. The captain is just too simple-minded... cough cough, too steady."

The squad leader, his face flushed with embarrassment from the criticism of his own squad members, argued back:

"What can I do? This last question has completely touched on my blind spot. The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish. Isn't the next line after 'The most beautiful scenery is at the most dangerous peak'?"

Who knew the answer would be that the A-share market loves this kind of person!

The trial squad erupted in laughter and cheers at their squad leader's rebuttal, filling the air with a joyful atmosphere.

Grétia was in the crowd and felt that people's joys and sorrows were not shared; she only felt noise.

Something's off about this town, and something's even more off about these people. Something unexpected must have happened during the time she was dawdling around!

The only thing that brought Greta a sense of comfort was that she had learned from these people that Iberia and Rhodes were indeed preparing to set sail, and she was about to embark on her journey back to Agor.

At sea, that's her domain!

With this in mind, Goredia regained her confidence and followed the Judgment Army squad to the coastline.

A lone amphibious warship was anchored in the bay, where Kal'tsit and several other members of the leadership were gathered together discussing something.

And then... that was it.

None of the scenes Goredia had imagined—such as a fleet of warships stretching as far as the eye could see, an army standing solemnly in formation, and a group of leaders giving earnest pre-battle mobilization speeches—were present.

Upon seeing the figures of Goredia and the other person, the shapeshifter immediately raised its hand and beckoned them over.

After the trial squad saluted in unison, they went back to their patrols.

Goredia walked on the soft sand, her expression somewhat tense.

"You're finally back! Any later and you'd miss your flight home," the shapeshifter joked with her.

Goredia's gaze swept over the people present, finally settling on the lone warship.

She expressed her confusion in a simple and direct way:

"Don't tell me you're only planning to send one warship? I clearly saw quite a few amphibious warships docked outside the town, and... and some even more advanced combat forces."

“Ms. Goredia, the specifics are a bit complicated. I can explain them to you in detail on the ship after we set sail.”

Kal'tsit explained, "As for the troops left in town, it was a decision we made after careful consideration. They have an extremely important mission in Granfalo."

Goredia didn't quite understand.

She couldn't understand what mission could be more important than going to sea under these circumstances.

"Aren't you afraid that a warship will encounter marine life after setting sail?" she tried to remind them. "The threat level of marine life encountered in the ocean is absolutely incomparable to that of marine life encountered on land."

As soon as Greta finished speaking, she noticed that the expressions on the faces of the people in front of her were somewhat subtle.

Even Kal'tsit couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hand and keep winking.

"Ahem, madam, nice to meet you. I am Carmen, the Grand Judge of the Court of Judgment."

In the end, Carmen could no longer stand by and watch this behavior of keeping people in the dark continue, so she stepped forward, shook hands with Greta, and offered an explanation:

"For some reason, this sea area is safe for the time being. I cannot guarantee that all the Iberian Eyes, which are fifty nautical miles from the coastline, have escaped, but it is definitely much safer than normal."

Of course, even if the Eye of Iberia has been nested by the Sea Legion, and even if you travel by ship to deeper waters, our Iberian warships will be more than capable of supporting your journey.

Greta: "..."

She felt that the old man, Liboli, must have done it on purpose.

Who would be a kind person to explain the ins and outs of a matter using riddles?

"Hey, Shark, Second Captain, you're back! Come on aboard, I've figured out how to sail this ship."

A shout came from the ship.

Following the unfamiliar yet familiar voice, Greta looked over and discovered that it was a young, white-haired Rupert.

Before she could react, Kal'tsit and the others' expressions changed simultaneously.

"Oh no! Quickly get to the ship and stop Qi Yan from taking the helm!"

Kal'tsit reached into her pocket, pulled out an M3, and threw it out. She then quickly ran towards the boarding entrance.

The shapeshifter was more direct, using its feet to propel itself into the air and leap directly onto the deck.

"Is he Qi Yan... Shark?"

As Greta pondered this, she noticed that the Specter beside her had instinctively obeyed Qi Yan's call and walked over.

Goredia: ?

"Madam, please board the ship." Carmen gestured politely.

"……it is good."

Goredia forced down her confusion and, driven by a strong desire to return home, began to walk.

Carmen watched Goredia board the ship and remarked to the Pope beside her: