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"Um...where is this?"

When the man regained consciousness, he found himself no longer in the alley, but in the center of a building. He was tied to a chair, and not far away stood a silver-haired "Vaifan" dressed in the uniform of an Ursus noble. She seemed to be seriously reviewing some documents, which appeared to be extremely confidential information.

After flipping through the information for a while, the silver-haired Vaifan suddenly smiled, as if foreshadowing victory in the war. That smile made the man feel very uneasy.

What the man didn't know was that the silver-haired noble girl was not "Vaifan" but "Drak" named Tallulah, and what she was looking at with a serious face was not a confidential document, but Orson's medical records.

As for the reason why Tallulah suddenly smiled, it was not because she was optimistic about the future situation, but simply because she saw the photo of Orson sleeping (all ages version) that she had bribed Kal'tsit to secretly take.

"Get well soon, Orson—eh? Are you awake?"

Noticing that the spy man behind her had woken up, Tallulah put away the medical records and photos, slowly walked to the tied man, and instantly switched from Sister Tazi's form to the form of Duke Tallulah, the leader of the Reunion Movement.

"...You are the leader of the Reunion Movement, the one who betrayed the nobility."

The man recognized Tallulah and stared at her fiercely.

"I've never felt like I was one of you, so tell me, who's your backer?"

"Idiot, do you think I'm going to tell you? You guys who betrayed the late king will all die without a burial place!"

The man responded excitedly, but Tallulah just sighed. It looked like this spy wasn't the paid type, but someone with a genuine mental problem.

"I won't scold you, because I know that a person's ideas are related to his class of origin and environment, but I will - wait a moment."

Tallulah was halfway through her speech when the phone rang.

"Hello—Orson? Of course I'm fine. How are you doing over there… Are you calling me just to find Natalia? You idiot… Oh, not Natalia. Wait, wait a minute—what are you talking about looking for Natalia's father? What the hell were you thinking, you idiot!"

Tallulah's voice into the phone was sometimes high and sometimes low, and it seemed that the content of her conversation with the other party was very explosive.

“Wuwuwuwu!?”

The stepping stone on the side was in trouble. Tallulah unconsciously ignited because of this phone call. The temperature around her rose sharply and the child was almost cooked.

"Tallulah, Dad and I will be together next week...it's so hot!"

Fortunately, just before the room completely turned into a crater, Frost Star pushed open the door, and the Snow Monster Princess slightly neutralized the heat in the room.

"Frost Star? Orson, wait a moment—tsk, hung up."

On the other end of the phone, Orson probably knew he had said the wrong thing and just hung up and ran away.

"Orson called?"

"Well...that guy is really unreliable in every sense of the word."

Talulah sighed. Although Orson had promised her that he would rest and recuperate during his trip to Rhodes Island, Talulah knew very well that this guy was definitely not the type to just lie around and do nothing.

And although Orson is a bit silly, he is good at passively picking up girls.

"..."

Thinking of this, Tallulah looked at Froststar beside her. This snow rabbit, once her enemy and friend, had become her closest comrade after all these years of ups and downs, and now the only person she could trust.

"Frost Star, you should understand what I want to say."

"Well, leave it to me."

The two looked at each other, and the tacit understanding they had gained over the years needed no further explanation.

——The task of going to Rhodes Island to see if that Orson guy has picked up another girl for no apparent reason is left to me!

As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Although Froststar was dissatisfied with Tallulah's sneaking away, now that the "sky-dropped" character named Kal'tsit suddenly rushed into the battlefield, the two had no choice but to unite and throw the green cat head off the battlefield first.

"So, what should we do with this guy?"

After a brief exchange of understanding between the girls, Frost Star looked at the spy from the old aristocratic faction who had already fainted again.

"He's not the type that can be bribed. Let's handle it the same way. Ultimately, Lyudmila just went to the wrong place. This guy shouldn't have been sent to me in the first place..."

Tallulah rubbed her eyebrows. Junjun's navigation system was probably learned from Ubisoft. Sometimes it was normal, and sometimes it had too many bugs.

Just like that, the stepping stone spy was dragged away once again, and this time when he regained consciousness, he was untied and lying on the ground.

"Hmm... who the hell is that Vaifan? And where is he this time... in the wild?"

The man found himself in a ruined wasteland on the edge of the town. The Lupo and Vaifan were no longer with him. There was only an Elafia girl who looked helpless.

——I don't know what's going on, but now's a good chance to escape! All I have to do is kill that fragile-looking Elafia.

I can't beat Lupert who can teleport, and I can't beat Vaifan who can breathe fire, so how can I beat this slender Elafia?

The man picked up a stone from the side and stood up to approach the Elafia, but the next second, the slender and skinny deer stretched out his right arm:

Here~~~~

A dazzling laser shot out from Xiaolu's mechanical right arm, and the load-bearing column of the abandoned dangerous building in front of him was directly cut in half.

“……!?!?”

The man was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

"Hmm? Sorry, did I scare you? I didn't mean to. Besides that, could you help me? I need to clean up this mess."

Alina turned around and looked at the frightened man behind her, and smiled warmly.

As for the former spy from the old aristocracy faction, he looked at Alina's gentle smile with misty eyes.

——Reunion Movement, what the hell is this…!?

97. Where are the wounded? Let me give them a good beating!

"Hello, is this Master Andrei?"

Orson first called Zaolu but no one answered, then he called Tallulah. Apparently realizing he'd messed up, Orson finally got Zaozi's father's phone number through the most reliable Faust.

Sasha has recently been working as Ino's agent during the day and helping new soldiers learn how to use crossbows at night. He is enjoying the blessings at such a young age.

"Orson? What master? Don't play tricks on me. It's thanks to you that I didn't get hung on the streetlight - what's the matter?"

The voice of Zaozi's father on the other end of the phone sounded much more energetic than before. After throwing all the political trivialities to his daughter, the former head of the Rostov family felt as happy as if he had become 20 years younger.

Orson exchanged pleasantries with Zaozi's father at first, but when he learned that the other party was currently exploring the route for laying railway tracks on the northern edge at minus 38 degrees Celsius, Orson decided to get down to business.

"How the business operates? I can't go back here for the time being, but I can provide you with a template first. You can have them fill it out and organize it. I will go over and take a closer look later when I have time."

Zaozi's father is now at the edge of the northern border. Further north is pure icy wilderness with no trace of habitation, so he can't get back for a while.

"Okay, be careful on your end too, Master Andre."

"They say he's no longer a master—By the way, when is your wedding with Natasha scheduled?"

"What the hell!"

Orson hung up the phone and rubbed his nose. Sister Zaozi's father was really outrageous in some aspects.

Of course, in terms of business operations, the former head of the Rostov family was still able to kill others. Not long after, Orson received a message from the other party. After opening it, there was indeed a blank template inside.

According to the information provided by the former owner of the Rostov family, if you want to expand your business, you must first meet the following points:

The company's core product competitiveness, promotional channels, expansion methods, the quality of similar competitors, and the company's internal structure.

According to Zaozi's father's suggestion, he should first collect the answers to Rhodes Island's questions, and then analyze them in detail when he has time. This way, he will get twice the result with half the effort.

Since he had nothing to do anyway, Orson decided to collect intelligence based on the above information.

Because Kal'tsit and Amiya both had things to do at the moment, Orson had to act alone this time.

No...it seems like I can find a companion too?

Orson thought of a cat that always looked sleepy and shy.

In order to drag Rosemary over to accompany him for a stroll... no, to accompany him on an inspection, Orson first came to the medical experimental area on the lower floor.

Because the gate was open last time, Orson somehow got in, but this time it seemed that the access control was properly closed.

Orson pressed the button, and the display screen in front of him lit up. A woman with long emerald green hair and a super conspicuous tail appeared on the other side of the screen.

Orson knew this operator, the number one rescuer in Rhodes Island, the medical master who created the "no-bottom-line medical combat", and the fighting nanny who believed that "as long as all enemies and patients are killed, there is no need to save people" (incorrectly), Gavial.

"For what?"

Gavial's tone didn't sound like a nurse on duty, but more like a big sister smoking at the door of a gang.

"Uh, I came to—"

"Wait a minute, you are the guy named Orson!"

With a beep, the door suddenly opened. Behind the door was a corridor, and the duty room was on the side of the corridor. Javier turned his head away from the monitor and looked at Orson through the glass with some excitement.

"Yes, you are Miss Gavial, right? I would like to go to the experimental area."

"Go to the experimental area? Sure, but there are conditions."

Gavial unexpectedly agreed to Orson's request generously.

"Is it a contract or something like that?"

"Fight me."

"No matter how you look at it, this condition has nothing to do with entering the lab!"

Orson complained loudly about Gavial's outrageous request.

"Tsk, I heard you set a new record in the battlefield maneuverability test, received an excellent rating for tactical planning, and even defeated Lin Guang. Doesn't that sound super impressive? Fight me and let me see if you're recovering properly."

Javier had the expression of Brother Jie trying to persuade Wei.

"No! I'm still a hospitalized patient, it's not appropriate for me to—"

"Stop fighting me!"

"You're too lazy to even find a reason?!"

Just as Orson was thinking about how to convince this doctor, who was unknown to him, Javier took the initiative to open the door of the isolation room and walked directly into the slightly narrow passage of the access control isolation room.

"You probably don't know, but I've had fewer opportunities to fight since becoming a medical operator. But now that I have this legitimate opportunity to fight, I have to embrace it."

Gavial clenched his fists while speaking. This had nothing to do with being a doctor, unless Kenshiro from Fist of the North Star said that his side job was massage and bone setting.

"No... I don't think the current situation is justified."

Orson complained quietly, while taking a fighting stance.

He wouldn't take the initiative to cause trouble, but he wouldn't just avoid it either—that was Orson's way of doing things. He wouldn't take the initiative to fight someone who looked strong like a battle fanatic, but he wouldn't avoid a challenge that came his way either.

Just as the two were about to practice health-preserving boxing, the intercom behind Gavial suddenly lit up. It was a call from Kal'tsit.

"Gavial—"

"Tsk, didn't you go for a drug test, Kelsey?"

After hearing Queen Mother Kai's voice, Gavial suddenly became much more obedient.

"That's right. Right now, I'm trying to stop a pointless medical dispute (the doctor is entirely responsible) while observing the petri dish. Because the medical department has many unique operators, I've set up a separate monitoring channel for PRTs to prevent inexplicable brawls in the medical department—"

Kal'tsit sighed and continued speaking.

"So, Dr. Orson, what are you doing here?"

"I was going to come over and call Rosemary to go out with me."

Orson directly stated his goal. It is best not to beat around the bush when talking to Kal'tsit, otherwise it will easily fall into a weird debate rhythm of mutual riddles.

Orson once thought about the debate between Black Snake and Kal'tsit. Just thinking about that scene made his head hurt.

"Rosemary—is that the girl? I don't recommend this, but... you seem to possess some kind of psychic Originium empathy, so it's not impossible to try to contact her. Remember to use your Silence Originium ability when necessary."

Kal'tsit unexpectedly agreed to Orson's request, which surprised Orson a little.

"Rosemary? Never mind, I'll just let you in anyway."

Gavial was confused about the situation, but he still opened the door of the isolation room.

"Thank you, Miss Gavial. Let's spar next time we're free."

"Ha, that's settled then! You're not annoying as a little guy."

After getting the promise of a fight, Gavial readily made way and signaled Orson to hurry over.

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