reincarnation npc, but tomorrow's ark

A year of cultivation can strengthen the body, ten years of martial arts practice can teach one unique skills, but cultivating the mind is a lifelong endeavor. Although Bai Ye doesn't follow the martial arts of Yan Kingdom, but rather his own system, he now fully accepts this philosophy. It's clear that all martial arts paths in the world are interconnected; if one wants to advance further, they will ultimately converge on the same path.

……

Unfortunately, Goredia couldn't understand. She looked at Bai Ye with a puzzled expression, wondering what he was talking about.

After all, this kind of thing is not intuitive, and it cannot be explained by different levels of understanding.

After thinking for a moment, Bai Ye explained it this way:

"He must have realized his own weakness..."

"Huh?" Goredia was even more confused. Look at what you're saying! How are you weak?

"Understanding that my body, strength, and speed have limits, and only when I realize my weaknesses can I improve my techniques. For example, I realized that my body couldn't withstand a 1000-fold acceleration in sync with my thoughts, so I started looking for other methods..."

"Grass (a type of plant) -" Goredia couldn't help but blurt out in the Eastern language upon hearing this.

That's outrageous. So that's where their weakness lies. They really are weak. After all, it's very difficult for carbon-based life forms to break through that speed. At best, Goredia barely broke the speed of sound...

"By the way, what did you and Luna talk about?"

Bai Ye was a little curious.

At that time, the other four girls all went to Baiye, but Goredia went to Luna.

“I want to find the answer,” Gretia replied.

Bai Ye suddenly realized that this guy was probably still contemplating the fate of the Deep Sea Hunters and the fate of his own race.

Thinking of this, he slowly said:

“I have been communicating with Isamara, and I suspect that the existence of Hai Si is not the kind of aggressor and killer you initially imagined.”

“You can’t be deceived by the primordial energy within you.” Goredia shook her head.

Although Bai Ye had said similar things many times, Goredia still couldn't believe it.

The monsters that destroyed her civilization, killed her kind, and tore her teammates to pieces—aren't they symbols of destruction and slaughter?

Bai Ye shook his head.

Large groups don't lie.

Lying is a human prerogative.

However, it was clear that Goredia had a hard time changing her mind. She was far more stubborn than Skadi and Laurentina—even though she already knew the true nature of the Deepsea Hunters and understood that she herself had the same blood as the monsters flowing through her veins.

However, she could not accept her true nature and even developed a sense of self-loathing.

At this moment, Bai Ye finally understood what Laurentina had told him: she wanted him to save Gretia.

"We can only take it one step at a time..." Bai Ye sighed. He wasn't good at persuasion or rhetoric. However, the key to solving the deep-sea problem wasn't on land, but in the deep sea.

"We need to find a way to break through Hai Si's blockade." On this point, Goredia and Bai Ye agreed.

She also thought about returning to the deep sea.

With a sigh, Goredia stretched.

However, Bai Ye noticed unusual scales on the girl's neck skin that was exposed from the collar of her clothes.

Goredia's skin was fair and beautiful, but on her proud, swan-like neck were extremely discordant scales that completely ruined the overall harmony and beauty.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Do You Have a Story?

"……Feel sorry."

Bai Ye apologized.

Goredia looked at Bai Ye, not understanding what he was trying to say.

Bai Ye pointed to Goredia's raised collar.

Since coming ashore, Goreia had kept her collar turned up high to cover her neck. However, she was still spotted by Bai Ye and the other deep-sea hunters.

Bai Ye explained:

“You often go out to other places to do things for me... You’ve been away from me for too long, and things have gotten worse.”

Goredia suddenly realized, and she shook her head:

"It's not your fault. I was prepared for this to happen."

Taking a deep breath, Goredia slowly said:

"Actually, I'm not that scared of turning into a monster anymore."

"Because I discovered that what I was afraid of was not becoming a monster itself, but rather that I would be unable to fulfill my mission and tasks because of becoming a monster."

At this point, the girl's expression changed, a rare occurrence. Goredia, who had maintained a poker face the entire time, now gave a wry smile:

Would you like to listen to me talk about something silly?

“Of course, no problem.” Bai Ye nodded happily.

He stood up, walked to the window, lowered the curtains, and then took out some tea leaves from a drawer to boil water and make tea.

"I thought I would never need to use the good things that Wei Yanwu's wife, Wen Yue, brought back from Longmen last time."

Yes, at this moment, Bai Ye and Gladys were in his office at the Rhodes Island branch. Although his original room had been taken by Typing Girl, as an advisor to Rhodes Island, the office had arranged a new room for him.

Goredia came to his office to discuss the development of powered armor, but the conversation veered off course.

However, Bai Ye had no objections, or rather, he was quite happy to hear Gretia talk about herself.

What's interesting is that not only are the deep-sea hunters completely unaware of Bai Ye's origins, but Bai Ye is also completely ignorant of the girls' past experiences. Both sides have tacitly avoided this point.

However, after Bai Ye revealed his past, Goredia seemed to care less, and she no longer kept quiet about her past.

Bai Ye was happy to be able to understand his partner better. So he took out his treasured tea.

Goredia watched with some surprise as Bai Ye methodically processed the tea leaves step by step:

"So you can do all of these?"

"It's not that difficult," Bai Ye shook his head.

“No… I’ve read about it in the information about Yan Kingdom before. Different methods can affect the taste.” Grandia’s knowledge of the land mostly comes from Rhodes Island’s database.

"I learned about it in class before." Bai Ye didn't mind answering these questions now; he had already said what needed to be said.

Bai Ye moved the cup in front of Goredia and explained:

"To prevent us from losing ourselves during our long interstellar journey, the Loyal Succession Academy has also set up some hobby courses. In fact, this is not just about cultivating hobbies casually, but a choice of path, using interests as anchors to firmly anchor ourselves in this world. Simply put, it's to prevent us from losing our pursuit of life because we are too bored."

"So you chose tea?" Goredia suddenly realized. Although she didn't understand what "interstellar travel" meant, she could understand the rest.

Bai Ye shook his head:

"This is a later-stage course, and I hadn't made a choice yet. Actually, we never said that we had to choose our path from the beginning. We were allowed to audit any interest courses, and after trying a wide range of them, we chose the one we liked the most and were most willing to invest time and energy in."

"I just happened to attend a tea ceremony class..."

The truth is, Bai Ye was too embarrassed to say it outright. How could he possibly say that he was so thirsty that he had run out of water and couldn't find anywhere to drink, and that going anywhere else was too far, so he went to the tea ceremony class to mooch some water.

There's not much more to say about what happened next... Before choosing his own path, Bai Ye left Zhongsi Academy and withdrew from the "Northern Cross" project.

……

"Hey, I've been talking the whole time, now it's your turn... What's that saying again? Oh right—"

Bai Ye picked up the teacup:

"I have tea, do you have a story?"

As for why not alcohol? Because Bai Ye doesn't drink, which isn't really his fault. Before the Starship Era, alcohol was prohibited from being taken into space, but there were always those who found ways to smuggle it in. To prevent this from happening again, Luna at Loyalty Academy gradually instilled psychological suggestions in these Starship crew candidates from a young age, telling them that if they drank alcohol exceeding a certain alcohol content, they would experience adverse reactions.

So, Bai Ye's inability to drink wasn't her own problem, but rather Luna's little trick. She was fed up with the Russians secretly bringing alcohol into space.

“No wonder you never drink... not even at banquets. Even I, when I attend balls, will occasionally have a little.” After hearing Bai Ye’s explanation, Goredia suddenly understood.

"Okay, then tell me about myself."

After saying that, Goredia held the steaming teacup, opened her mouth for a long time, but then froze in place.

Bai Ye waited for a long time, but the guy remained silent. He looked up in confusion.

“I’m sorry, I’ve never told anyone this before, not even my former teammates… so I don’t know how to bring it up.”

Goredia felt a little embarrassed.

She had also closed herself off for a long time. She didn't know why she could easily let her guard down in front of Bai Ye; perhaps it was because he was one of the few people in the world who understood her.

"It's alright, take your time," Bai Ye smiled. It was indeed true; holding it in for too long could easily make one feel uncomfortable. After all, no matter how much Goddess tried to control herself, she wasn't a real robot.

However, Goredia was not so fragile. Like Bai Ye, her will had been tempered to be as hard as steel. Such trivial emotions could not defeat her.

The only explanation is that, perhaps influenced by her own honesty, Goredia also felt the urge to confide in someone.

“Chatting and casual conversation don’t require logic, especially when it’s just the two of us. We can just say whatever comes to mind,” Bai Ye comforted him.

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Interrupted Tea Party

"My biological mother was an important member of the Academy of Sciences, and my father..."

Just as Greta was about to speak, there was a sudden knock on the door of Bai Ye's office. Then, Typing Girl ran in from outside.

"Bai Ye, so you were here!" Typing Girl's breathing became a little rapid.

"Why are you running so fast? Is something urgent?" Bai Ye asked, somewhat amused, looking at the little girl's panting face.

“Dr. Kal'tsit was looking for you. She was worried you might not have received the message, so she notified me again,” Typing Girl explained. “I heard from the security officer at the door that you came to work today, so I came straight here to find you.”

"work……"

Bai Ye rolled his eyes; this was certainly a novel excuse. Come to think of it, working at Rhodes Island really was his first job—both before and after his transmigration.

During his time at Loyal Succession Academy, he was merely a student. After graduating, he became a professional gamer, though this was only considered flexible employment in his records. After transmigrating, he worked odd jobs at Penguin Logistics for a while, but he wasn't considered a formal member either.

His job at Rhode Island was indeed his first job, and he was immediately promoted to department head, which gave him a great sense of accomplishment.

"So, what's the news?"

Bai Ye blinked, and then his terminal rang.

"That should be it." Typing Girl nodded.

Rhodes Island and Chernobog's core city have a direct connection, enabling near-instantaneous communication. However, Rhodes Island and White Night's terminals do not have a dedicated line, requiring a relay to make contact, resulting in a delay in speed.

Bai Ye opened his terminal and found that it was Dr. Kal'tsit contacting him. The message was highlighted in red, indicating it was urgent.

In other words, he had to return to Rhodes Island immediately.

"Tsk... this really isn't the right time." Bai Ye couldn't help but click his tongue.

Yes, the tea on the table has just been brewed and is now steaming and fragrant.

And Goredia's story has only just begun.

It was a rare opportunity for Goredia to speak, and this time it was a genuine expression of emotion from the young girl. Who knew when the next chance would come? After all, Goredia was extremely skilled at controlling her emotions; she was almost always expressionless, and it was rare for her to have an emotional outburst.

If you miss it, you miss it.

However, Bai Ye still knew how to prioritize. It seemed that the matter on the other side was more important. Otherwise, Dr. Kal'tsit would not have sent him an urgent email so easily. Moreover, in order to ensure that he could be contacted, she even used saturation communication methods and directly contacted the Rhodes Island branch in the core city of Chernobog as a communication insurance.

"Looks like we'll have to do it next time." Grandia nodded to Bai Ye. The sudden turn of events had interrupted her interest, and she had now regained her usual composure and poker face.

The change in mood was indeed very rapid.

……

"Am I... coming at a bad time?" Typing Girl looked apologetically at Bai Ye, Gretia, and the teacup on the table.

The typist knew that Bai Ye rarely took out his teacup and tea leaves, after all, he was always a casual and unconventional person who had never paid much attention to etiquette. However, Bai Ye was also someone who valued rituals, especially for important matters. It was precisely because of his usual casualness that Bai Ye's seriousness seemed all the more rare and significant.

It seems that Bai Ye and Gretia are having a very important conversation, but Typing Girl has casually interrupted them.

"It's alright, I'll receive letters and communications from that old woman, Dr. Kal'tsit, anyway." Bai Ye waved his hand.

Well, it's clear from his tone that he's not in a good mood. Calling Dr. Kal'tsit an "old woman" in front of the typist is quite rare.

After all, while Bai Ye was very casual when facing Kal'tsit herself, even calling her an old woman, she never did so when mentioning her to others, or rather, to people who weren't so familiar with Dr. Kal'tsit. This time was an exception.

Bai Ye sighed, then stood up from his chair, walked to the typing girl's side, pushed her to his seat, and pressed her down.