About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"Thank you, Miss Gavial."

Orson tried to leave the access control area, but his body accidentally rubbed against Gavial's overly "conspicuous" tail.

“Next time, give it a good fight—Ugh!?”

Snapped! !

Gavial's tail was accidentally rubbed and he instinctively pulled it back like a knee-jerk reflex. At the same time, there was the sound of something being slapped away.

"Sorry, Orson, are you okay—uh, it was a long way off."

Gavial looked at Orson, who ejected directly and landed in the distance in the Flower of Hope pose, and whistled as if nothing had happened.

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After being taken into the experimental area by Gavial, Orson quickly found Rosemary's room according to his last memory.

"Rosemary, are you there?"

Orson knocked on the door, and first a short, panicked "meow" came from inside. After a while, the door was pushed open a crack.

Rosemary's room was not designed to isolate Rosemary. On the contrary, it was designed because Rosemary wanted to isolate herself from others.

"..."

Through the crack in the door, Rosemary saw Orson's face.

"Please don't come near me... Wait, are you, uh, are you... Ultraman?"

Rosemary seemed to recognize Orson, but it was clear she didn't remember everything.

"It's not the first time I've been called the wrong name, but it's the first time I've been called something so outrageous... It's Orson, Orson."

"Orson..."

Rosemary remembered something. She pushed the door open carefully, then walked to the table, picked up the notebook, and looked at Orson while flipping through it.

"Orson."

Rosemary looked at the notebook and pointed at Orson.

"Yes, it's me."

"rosemary."

Rosemary pointed at herself again.

"Well, I named it for you. If you like it, that's fine."

Rosemary nodded and turned the page in her notebook.

"Orson... is infected like me. He can perform something called crosstalk. Dr. Kal'tsit tied him to the bed and beat him up."

"What the hell is written in this notebook..."

Orson ruffled his hair, his tone a little awkward.

"Anyway, I have some things to do later. Rosemary, could you come with me? I'm in need of an assistant to help me take notes."

After all, she was the one who was seriously asked by Tallulah "Why did you call me wife when we met?" The content of Rosemary's notebook only made Orson a little embarrassed, and then Orson pretended to ignore it and invited Rosemary to come along.

"I... I'm dangerous. I always seem to mess up, destroy things, and hurt others, so... I can't leave here."

Rosemary spoke hesitantly and lostly. At the same time, in Orson's perception, the "howls of hell" coming from Rosemary became increasingly harsh.

——It seems that Rosemary’s mental state will affect those voices. If that’s the case, we must drag her out.

"Don't worry, I will protect the others from getting hurt. Most importantly, I will protect you, Rosemary. Don't look at me like this, I am the second most powerful of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Reunion Movement!"

After all, it is not certain that they can defeat the Patriots.

"...Four Heavenly Kings?"

Rosemary was stunned for a moment. She found that she always heard some strange words from Orson's mouth.

"Just think of it as a walk, leave it to me."

"Well!"

Orson took Rosemary's hand and held it like the Nokia boot screen.

Rosemary was a little nervous at first, but when she came to her senses, she had already left the room where she had been hiding.

"..."

Rosemary clenched the notebook in her hand. It seemed that there would be a lot of things to record today.

98. Are all Rhodes Island's medical operators monsters?!

After leaving the lab cubicle with Rosemary, Orson briefly wondered if his behavior was inappropriate.

After all, he was just a patient from the Reunion Movement, but now he was dragging Rhodes Island's future six-star operator around.

But I really can't just sit back and watch Rosemary. Maybe my actions are of no help. Maybe Rosemary can mature gradually without relying on myself.

But the logic of "inferring the process from the result and concluding that you can do nothing" is completely unreasonable to Orson.

Since you have encountered someone who is suffering on the edge of a cliff, you should lend a helping hand. For Orson, this is a natural thing to do.

Definitely not copper smelting!

"Orson, what...are we going to do?"

This was the first time they had gone straight to the testing/operating room without being surrounded by many people, so Rosemary was a little worried.

"According to the template left by Zaozi's father, gather intelligence for Rhodes Island in advance."

"Intelligence gathering..."

Rosemary tilted her head. Although she didn't quite understand, she still wrote the words "Intelligence Gathering" in her notebook.

"The first thing we need to examine is the [Core Product Competitiveness]. Speaking of Rhodes Island's core products, the medical sector is definitely indispensable—Um, Rosemary, are you okay? If not, we can look elsewhere first."

Orson asked Rosemary with some concern. After all, Orson had heard from Dobin that Rosemary seemed to have a strong fear of places like the laboratory operating table.

"Hmm... maybe. I'll be patient."

Rosemary hesitated before whispering a response.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me and we'll just retreat."

"Break down and run away..."

“It means running away.”

Rosemary nodded, then wrote it down seriously in her notebook.

Orson was a little panicked, wondering if he would end up training a canteen chef.

When the two arrived at the medical department, there were quite a few people there. Many operators were wearing the same uniform, and it was unknown what they were busy with.

Orson first found a few people who didn't look very busy and asked these operators, "What advanced technologies do you think Rhodes Island has?"

The operators were surprisingly cooperative. Most of them knew Orson, the new operator who had shined a few days ago. Although some operators were stunned for a moment after seeing Rosemary, they did not do anything further.

In stark contrast to the unexpectedly cooperative attitude were the operators' diverse and extremely outrageous responses.

"Rhodes Island's core technological strength? That must be the efficiency of the manufacturing station's assembly line in churning out pure gold! I dare say that even the regular factories in Ursus can't compare to ours!"

Rosemary solemnly wrote down the key words: "labor exploitation"

"As for core technical strength, it must mean the medical department doesn't need additional security!"

Rosemary wrote down the key words [abandoning medicine and joining the army]

"Enough of that sanity liquid, it's powerful! I feel like I'm in a state of exhaustion if I don't take two doses a day!"

"..." Rosemary silently recorded [Strong Rationality Liquid]

"Core... well, the desk has a lot of space, can several operators fit underneath?"

Rosemary was about to record it, but this time Orson told her with a complicated expression that she didn't need to record it.

"What core competitiveness does Rhodes Island have? This lousy place has nothing to do except keep me hanging on the mast every day! I won't say anything else. I have a vested interest, so I'll go into hiding. Anyway, can you let me have a sip? Just a small sip will be fine! I promise Kal'tsit won't find out - ah ah ah!? When did you guys... rebel, all of you rebel - wow! I'll be back -!"

Rosemary stared blankly at Warfarin trying to hug Orson and bite him in the middle of her speech, and then she was tied up into a .rar and thrown onto the bridge by a group of medical operators who were used to it.

[There is a pervert] - Rosemary recorded it this way.

After the medical operator asked a few questions, Orson and Rosemary stared at the key words on the notebook without saying a word.

"...What the hell is this? Rosemary, what do you think? What is the core of Rhodes Island?"

Orson sighed and then asked Rosemary beside him.

"Everyone... is kind?"

“That’s right.”

Rosemary responded in a low, uncertain voice, while Orson smiled and rubbed Rosemary's head. Rosemary shrank her neck at first, but then let down her guard and took the initiative to stretch her head to rub Orson's palm.

Orson likes to rub the heads of girls who are shorter than him.

"Anyway, Sanity Fluid is one of the few things that's still useful. Let's go ask someone else."

Orson circled the sanity fluid and Rosemary nodded.

The two soon found another medical operator. This time, the operator Orson looked familiar. He seemed to be Kal'tsit's student, the revolver quack (? ) Yaye wearing a three-dimensional maneuverable device.

"Rhodes Island's core competitiveness? Putting aside this strange question, why is that girl behind you here?"

Unlike the previous medical operators, Yaye did express doubts about Rosemary's existence.

"..."

Rosemary shrank back, and Orson told Rosemary not to worry.

"Her name is Rosemary. I hope you can remember this name. Also, please don't be afraid. I will prevent any possible emergencies."

"Prevent? If you're as powerful as LOGOS, then this statement would be somewhat believable."

"Who is LOGOS?"

There were some unfamiliar nouns, which made Orson stunned for a moment.

"Rhodes Island's elite operator, the pinnacle of warlocks."

Yaye responded unhappily. She just hoped that this strange group would leave quickly and not interfere with her next itinerary.

"If it's a warlock, then I can probably defeat him."

Orson responded flatly, which made Yaye frown.

"Stop your nonsense! You're a patient, right? Patients should just go to the upper inpatient ward and recuperate. As for that strange question about core competitiveness—Teacher Kal'tsit is Rhodes Island's greatest treasure. Do you understand?"

"Hmm..." Rosemary nodded, then wrote down the words "human trafficking".

"I'm a friend of Teacher Kal'tsit."

Orson responded to Yaye mischievously.

"Stop joking! How could Teacher Kal'tsit——"

Before Yaye finished speaking, the personal terminal beside him suddenly rang.

"Yaye, can you give me the four medical examination reports from yesterday before 3 pm?"

"Teacher Kal'tsit? I've already transmitted the report. Coincidentally, there's an unregistered patient here who claims to be your friend."

Yaye pointed the terminal at Orson and spoke in a somewhat unhappy tone.

"Dr. Orson? Why are you still in the medical department?"

"I'm looking for Rhode Island's core competitiveness!"

Orson responded seriously.

"...I now feel that talking to you might actually affect my ability to think rationally. Anyway, remember to keep her... Rosemary away from the operating room."

"Well, I will."

Orson responded seriously.

"Eh...eh, eh, eh?"