Ark, they don't revolve around you

It’s not their fault that even you can’t put them first, right?

This is what is meant by a two-way rush.

From that day on, Zhuang Ning's longing for home grew day by day. He thought of his family, his somewhat nagging mother and his taciturn father, who were all very ordinary people.

He thought of his sister, with whom he had not had much contact since graduation. They had conflicts, but blood is always thicker than water.

He thought of those peaceful days when he didn't have to live with death and could chat and fish on the Internet.

He wants to go home.

And Terra would never be his home!

In the corridor, Zhuang Ning opened the panel again.

Each task was so eye-catching and made people feel hopeless. When he first came here, he didn't think he could complete it.

The countries of Terra are so complicated, who can unite them? ! Ursus is such a dog, it is the right thing to do to destroy it as soon as possible, Victoria, every duke can easily crush Rhodes Island!

Not to mention Iberia, Leitania, and Yan...these are just small tasks.

How can you complete a line of words that the system writes lightly?

But that was the beginning.

Zhuang Ning had already figured it out: to gain something, there must be a price to pay. He was too greedy in the past and always thought that perfection could be achieved.

That's impossible

Since Rhodes Island hopes for victory, let's bring victory, right? As for the rest, they can all be discarded.

The last thing a political creature needs is emotion. It should stand indifferently at the highest perspective and examine its own position.

He doesn't need emotions.

Emotion is the greatest enemy of reason.

It was only at this point that Zhuang Ning realized how ridiculous his previous hopes were.

At that moment, a name suddenly popped up in his mind.

The evil spirit of the Tower of Babel—he seemed to be moving closer to the evil spirit unconsciously.

That's not bad either.

Become the evil spirit of Rhodes Island, then march forward and win!

No one will complain, victory can wipe out all problems.

Therefore, he didn't care much about what Mostima thought, and even couldn't understand his past thoughts.

……

Mostima sat quietly for a long time, rubbing the medicine the doctor handed to her.

She felt confused. Would the Doctor treat others so coldly in the past?

Certainly not.

She still remembered the doctor she met when she first arrived and was recommended. The man covered himself in a hood and pretended to be deep.

But he just let himself go after discussing a few issues, and later simply took off his hood and mask.

"Tell me about it, Miss Mostima. I'm very interested." He said with a straight face, "You probably heard from others that I lost my memory. Terra is very big, but I guess not many people know it as well as you do."

"You're complimenting me. That's not needed."

"It's not a compliment, I'm just really... curious." He was a little uneasy, "They all think I can bring victory, but if I know nothing, I can't do anything, right?"

Zhuang Ning put down his resume and stood up.

It was supposed to be a solemn and serious interview, but somehow he went to serve tea and water himself, almost confusing Mostima.

But, it is really interesting.

A leader who has lost his memory is not arrogant and treats every subordinate as a friend, and everyone treats him with courtesy.

Even the Laterans who can empathize rarely experience such an atmosphere.

The tea was placed in front of her, and Mostima had no choice but to say, "Which part do you want to hear?"

The man thought for a moment: "For example, your journey this time?"

He picked up a pen and paper and smiled sincerely: "Just treat this as a break. Tell me what you think is interesting. Miss Mostima, you are a little tense."

Mastema woke up from her memories.

The tea has gone cold, and the person who smiled at you has also become extremely cold.

In the end what happened?

Mostima's eyes grew colder and colder. She had made up her mind with great difficulty and was finally ready to reveal her true feelings. How could she allow all this?

She knew who to go to for everything.

……

"You ask what happened to the Doctor?"

Kelsey stared at the instrument without changing her expression. "Nothing."

"Are you serious?" Mostima's eyes were sharp. "Are you pushing too hard, Dr. Kal'tsit?"

There were already traces of it.

The doctor had accomplished so many great things this year, but he never rested, and it was only under the long-term high pressure that he went to extremes.

To the point where they feel like strangers to themselves.

Kal'tsit put down the work at hand and faced Mostima for the first time.

Looking at her, the pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything closed slightly, but his hand was pressing the mouse to turn on a surveillance video - Kal'tsit has always had a good memory, and she remembered all the records from more than a year ago.

Mostima was stunned for a moment. That was the scene of her last meeting with the Doctor a year ago. She rejected the Doctor, picked up her staff and set off to her next destination.

But the doctor sat there for a long time, motionless, lost in some kind of contemplation, as if he had turned into a sculpture.

Then he covered his head with his hands and his breathing became more rapid.

Mostima's eyes narrowed.

She felt her chest tighten again and become uncomfortable.

Kal'tsit increased the speed from two times to four times. In the scene, the Doctor sat alone in silence for several hours, and suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that his chest and back were touching.

Kelsey spoke again:

"After that, the doctor went to the medical department and took away a lot of sanity potions under the pretext of helping the operators get medicine. He also asked the perfumer if there were any green plants that could calm people down."

She pressed the off button, reminiscent of a machine. "I should be the one asking you, Miss Mostima, what did you say to him?"

Chapter 3 He Never Puts Down His Gun

Mastema was stunned for a moment.

"Doctor, you can go with others. There are so many operators who trust you."

She remembered saying this.

It seems like there is nothing wrong with it, but that's why it seems so ridiculous.

It's not others who trust the Doctor, it's the Doctor who trusts her... The concepts seem similar, but they are fundamentally different.

His spirit was already very decadent at the time, like a bubble that would burst at the slightest poke, and Mostima took the initiative to pierce out the needle.

Tiny disappointments pile up into huge losses, as if hollowing out the inside of a stone wall to leave a strong shell.

Kal'tsit's expression could no longer show any reaction, she just nodded calmly: "I understand."

"What did you understand?" Mastema didn't realize that his tone was becoming more and more anxious.

She regretted it.

She rarely regretted anything, but she felt she shouldn't have said that at the time.

Mostima met Kal'tsit's eyes, and her deep pupils slowly closed.

"You don't know him as well as you think."

She turned around, seemingly unwilling to say more, but Mostima was unwilling to let her go, and unconsciously put his hand on Kal'tsit's shoulder.

"I know him!"

Her tone had never been so firm.

Kal'tsit looked back, and this usually expressionless woman smiled with a hint of mockery and self-mockery on her face - Mostima seemed to see the gloom in the depths of her eyes.

"You don't understand, just like I don't understand."

She stammered, her voice almost inaudible, "We had a chance to understand, but perhaps everything is irreversible."

"..."

Mostima's hands stiffened slightly.

Kal'tsit always liked to speak in riddles, but this time she understood and even sensed the woman's dejection - Mostima rarely saw frustration in this woman.

"Mostema, do you know that I had misunderstandings about the Doctor before?" Kal'tsit said softly.

"……Misunderstand?"

"I knew the former doctor, that cold man. I thought he did something wrong..." Her tone was so calm, "Even if he said he had amnesia and tried to ease the relationship with me, I still couldn't forgive him."

Mastema opened her mouth slightly in surprise.

This is indeed rare.

Kal'tsit, the Doctor, and Amiya - these are the three people who actually lead Rhodes Island. Among them, Amiya is young, and the helm of Rhodes Island is in the hands of the Doctor and Kal'tsit.

They have always cooperated well and never expected such a story to happen.

"But it was just a misunderstanding. It should be cleared up, right?"

Kal'tsit's neck lowered a little bit.

"Half a year ago, the truth came out. The doctor was right. He was right all along."

Kal'tsit bit her lip. "I was going to apologize to him, but do you know what he said to me?"

Mostima remained silent, but answered in his heart.

If it was a doctor she knew, he would surely understand.

"Of course he understands." Kal'tsit whispered quietly, clenching her hands a little tighter, "Because he doesn't mind at all..."

She has a clear memory.

Just one afternoon half a year ago, Kal'tsit found the doctor who was researching a cure for the oripathy in the laboratory.

“I asked Theresa,” she said, “and you were right… your choice was the only option at the time.”

Zhuang Ning did not stop what he was doing, nor did he even look at her. He just replied calmly: "I really killed Theresa."

"I know your difficulties."

"Well, I did it after all... and I don't think I did anything wrong, Kal'tsit."

Zhuang Ning's voice was like a machine. "Kal'tsit, our relationship is good as it was before. Don't let it change."

"You and I each have our own duties, for Rhodes Island." He was silent for a moment, and whispered softly: "For Terra."

This reply made Kal'tsit a little dazed.

In the past, Zhuang Ning would always take the initiative to talk to Kal'tsit, asking about what happened in the past and easing the relationship, but she was unwilling to accept it because of the grudge in her heart.

After being rejected again and again, the Doctor gave up completely and stopped looking for Kal'tsit. The two of them led Rhodes Island, but they were like strangers.

Until she learned the truth, the Doctor was no longer the Doctor who had just awakened from the sarcophagus, and was tired of meaningless socializing under pressure from all sides.

It's just like the Tower of Babel back then.

He has changed. This cold doctor was created by Kal'tsit.

"It's too late to save it..."

"How can it be irreversible?!" Mostima was furious. It was only one year, and the Doctor was such a good person. Could it be that -