About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

Orson looked at the woman in front of him who seemed not very old, and a faint warmth and tingling spread in his heart.

"Kel'tsit's guess is pretty accurate. You've actually been in Terra for a year longer than you realize, and that's when you and I met and got along."

The doctor explained with a smile, his tone full of nostalgia and emotion.

"Anyway, not much happened in between. Most of the time it was just ordinary daily life. In the end, because you were seriously injured, I had to use the fusion transcription module of the sarcophagus to give you some of my "characteristics", Orson. That's all."

"Wait wait wait... I feel like I skipped a lot of things!"

"Hahaha, so it's not the right time yet. The fact that I can appear like this is because Rosemary's overwhelming Originium willpower resonated with you. In short, it's a miracle. But don't worry, Orson. We will meet again in another form... Ah, it looks like the time is almost here."

As the doctor was speaking, he suddenly found that he was gradually unable to maintain his physical form, and the miracle achieved by Rosemary's "mind" was fading.

"Orson, I sealed your memory because I didn't want you to follow the same path as me. The burden and sacrifices of "saving the world" are far greater than you can imagine. But... you still chose this path after all. So tell me, do you regret it?"

The doctor looked at Orson and his expression became extremely serious.

"will not."

Orson responded without hesitation.

"Really... Ha, my worries were totally unnecessary—you've grown into a great man, Orson! You're a little short, though, but shotas are the cutest after all—cough cough cough!"

The Doctor coughed awkwardly a few times under Orson's tearful gaze.

"Anyway, I promise, we'll meet again, though I probably won't be as active as I was then... Take good care of Amiya and Kal'tsit for me, especially that lynx; she's actually quite fragile."

"Wait a minute—"

Orson held out his hand, but could only watch as the Doctor's smile faded into thin air.

In Rosemary's spiritual world, the only sound left is the breeze rustling the ears of wheat.

The blank melody floated melodiously. After all, the music belonging to this girl had just started.

104. Kal'tsit's obsession and release

"Well……"

With the familiar feeling of falling, Orson returned from Rosemary's soul consciousness.

"Orson..."

Before he could get up, he felt Rosemary in his arms waking up again. Then, sensing Orson's presence, she rubbed against him and called his name in a soft voice.

“Mmm…!?”

After acting a little coquettishly, Rosemary finally realized that she was no longer in her previous realm of consciousness. She cried out shyly and immediately escaped from Orson's arms.

"Rosemary, Orson!"

On the other side, after noticing that the two had woken up, Kal'tsit rushed over almost immediately. Her right arm had already been urgently fixed.

"Eyes looking at me - mouth open, pulse... everything is normal."

Kal'tsit immediately gave the two of them a brief test, and only breathed a sigh of relief after temporarily confirming that their consciousness and physiological functions were not affected in any way.

"You and Rosemary both fell into a coma after the contact just now, which lasted for about 3 to 5 minutes. Is this some kind of spiritual Originium technique?"

"That's about right... Anyway, Rosemary is fine now, and I'm fine too. Don't worry, Dr. Kal'tsit."

Orson pushed Rosemary, who was hiding behind him, to the front. The latter looked at Kal'tsit out of the corner of her eye with some shame and embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Kal'tsit, I almost..."

"You almost destroyed Rhodes Island again. Your Originium skills will increase in power as your consciousness resonates deeper. This time, I think you've gained something new."

Kal'tsit sighed and looked at Orson.

"Your actions are too arbitrary, Dr. Orson. If anything goes wrong, none of us can just chat like this as if nothing happened."

"Feel sorry……"

Orson also knew that his actions were indeed too radical and risky.

"But—I won't dwell on something that didn't happen. You stopped Rosemary from running wild and saved her and me. Thank you for your efforts, Dr. Orson."

Unexpectedly, Kal'tsit did not continue to blame Orson. After briefly thanking Orson, she used the remaining undamaged equipment to perform a rough scan of Rosemary.

"The abnormalities in the brain seem to have stabilized—I don't know exactly what you did, Dr. Orson, but you've certainly improved Rosemary's mental state."

"The voices—the voices of 'brothers' disappeared. But... surprisingly, I didn't feel lonely or scared."

Rosemary closed her eyes slightly, and the cries of her 'brothers' finally faded away. They had chosen to trust her, and she was finally able to leave her shackles with peace of mind.

Rosemary instinctively wanted to write down the names and appearances of her brothers in her notebook, but she suddenly found that her notebook had turned into pieces due to distortion.

"rosemary--"

Orson noticed the remains of the notebook and walked over to Rosemary to comfort her, but the kitten shook her head and smiled at Orson.

"It's okay. I've already recorded it in my mind."

"Ah."

Orson ruffled Rosemary's hair.

The operators and medical team rushed over because of the commotion, and Kal'tsit signaled to them that the situation had been resolved.

"I will stay in Rhodes Island—Osen. I will start by becoming a true operator who can stand on his own."

Rosemary looked at Orson and spoke with a serious expression.

"Good plan, come on, kitty."

Orson waved to Rosemary, and then she temporarily followed the medical operator to conduct a more systematic physical examination.

"Dr. Kelsey, don't you want to check my arm with me?"

Orson noticed that after Rosemary left with the medical operators, Kal'tsit did not go with them.

"I'm fine. It's not a comminuted fracture, don't worry. Compared to my arm—is this your [Rhode Island Reconstruction Plan], Dr. Orson? Drilling a hole in the cabin that will cost about 12 yuan to repair?"

Kal'tsit looked up at the hole that Rest had forcibly drilled out and asked in a low voice.

"I'm so sorry...!"

Orson clasped his hands together and performed a ground-shattering star attack on the spot.

"Ha... I was just kidding. Sure enough, I'm not that type of person."

Looking at Orson's nervous expression, Kal'tsit sighed.

"This joke always sounds too realistic when it comes out of your mouth - by the way, I saw the 'Doctor' in the soul melody of Rosemary."

"—what did she say to you?"

When Kal'tsit heard the word "Doctor", she was obviously stunned.

"She... the doctor said that I did live with her for a period of time in the past, and that she sealed that memory to protect me. She also said that the doctor used the fusion transcription module to save me. Other than that, she didn't say much, just told me that 'it's not the right time yet'."

Orson recalled the conversation he had with the doctor at that time.

"Isn't it the right time... What's her tone like?"

"She seems quite lively and carefree, but also... quite sad. But strangely enough, the doctor has a reassuring aura."

Orson thought about it and didn't say "Maybe he's a shotacon."

"Active and carefree? Ha..."

Listening to Orson's description, Kal'tsit smiled bitterly.

"Doctor Kelsey?"

"Come with me, Dr... no, Orson."

Kal'tsit walked out of the room, and Orson followed without asking any questions.

Following Kal'tsit, the two arrived at the bottom of Rhodes Island. There was not even a single operator to be seen here, and only the sound of continuous mechanical operation could be heard.

Kal'tsit came to an inconspicuous room. After turning on the lights, Orson saw two crosses with the names of [Doctor] and [Kal'tsit] engraved on them respectively.

"Dr. Kal'tsit, this..."

"This is the doctor's grave. Because she never died in an official capacity, we didn't record her death on the list of casualties. This is... the coffin I prepared for her."

Kal'tsit half-knelt in front of the cross, stretched out her left hand and gently touched the carvings on the cross.

"In my impression, she was always silent, emotionless, and extremely cold. The longest sentence she ever said to me was—"

"I am destined to go to hell, so please remember to build my grave on Rhodes Island. If the 'evil spirit' sleeps here, you will be more motivated."

“…Although the tone is a little different, I don’t think it’s something she can’t say.”

Orson looked at the cross and frowned.

"Then Dr. Kal'tsit, why is there your grave here...?"

"Because I—want to be with her."

Kal'tsit looked at Orson. Unlike the complicated look when they first met, this time Kal'tsit's gaze was extremely calm, as if some obsession had been released.

"Dr. Orson—Orson, you are not her. Although from my observation, she still exists in front of me, but now I can finally say it—you are not the doctor."

Kal'tsit breathed a sigh of relief, and when she said this, she unexpectedly felt a lot more relaxed.

Your arrival has brought some changes to Rhodes Island. Yes, it is [change] rather than [recovery].

"She's gone. Even if you have her legacy, even if you can use the PRTs system, you're still Orson, not the Doctor."

After hearing what Kal'tsit said, Orson felt a little weird.

Is this a recognition of herself by Kal'tsit? She no longer sees herself as the Doctor's shadow, but understands that she and the deceased are different beings.

"The Doctor—she could win the war with simple commands, she could oversee Rhodes Island's operations, and she could quickly identify the abilities and value of her operators. But she, or the one I knew of her, could never have saved Rosemary."

"You are you, Orson. I'm sorry that I mistook you for her and did those unreasonable things. At that time, I thought I had found a chance to redeem everything, so I was so anxious, but it's different now, Orson."

"—"

Kal'tsit looked at Orson, and for the first time, the lynx showed an undisguised, pure smile to "Orson".

"Just like then, I will get along with you as Orson again as Kal'tsit."

Kal'tsit extended her left hand to Orson. Orson was stunned for a moment, then extended his hand as well.

The doctor was right. This seemingly omniscient lynx was actually surprisingly thin.

"Okay, then, Orson—let's talk about how you secretly took Hong out to play yesterday, causing 12 Luper operators to have nervous breakdowns."

Kal'tsit withdrew her hand, summoned mon3tr and smiled quietly at Orson.

"Eh!? I-I can explain--rua!"

Although the relationship between the two has changed a bit, Orson's identity as "mon3tr's official teething stick" remains the same.

105. Now it’s the Snow Rabbit’s turn!

It was an ordinary day in Rhode Island, but for Orson, today was very special.

At this time, Orson was standing on the bridge, feeling very nervous, like a student waiting for the release of final exam results.

The reason why Orson was so nervous was very simple - today was the day Frost Star and Patriot would go to the island.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom—"

Not far away, the Patriots' signature marching rhythm could be heard. Fortunately, the Patriots didn't start their attack in destruction mode.

"Orson!"

Snow Rabbit's voice came over, Frost Star walked down from the transport plane, noticed Orson at a glance, and waved hello.

"It's been a while, Snow Rabbit."

Orson moved closer and greeted Froststar while trying to avoid the Patriot's piercing gaze.

"You seem very energetic, Orson. How's your treatment going lately?"

"It's okay. I don't have to be dragged to the operating table every few days anymore. Now I mainly take medicine on time."

"Well, it's great to be able to recover, so - have you started a harem recently?"

Instantly, the temperature around them dropped several degrees, and even Frost Star's smile held a cold, murderous intent. All the previous casual conversation had been merely a prelude to this momentary questioning.