Arknights, but the family has fallen again

The fiery clouds also made the lamb's face red.

She stammered, "Senior, that's just an academic title..."

"But the doctor has lost his memory?" Provence turned around with ill intent, rubbed Eyjafjalla's burning face, and said, "Oh, you have a slight fever. Why don't we go back quickly?"

The lamb naturally heard the hidden meaning in Provence's words, and she quickly said, "Record the data! Record the data!"

In Eyjafjalla's long hair, one could vaguely see a shallow scar that had just "healed".

It seemed that Ott's confession to Kel'tsit about his and Warfarin's experiments in Hamlet had indeed had some effect. With Ott's current superficial understanding of medical skills, such a delicate operation required a certain degree of muscle memory.

Please, my past self!

When he was still in Rhodes Island, Otto didn't really want to waste his energy on such things... Could it be that Maomao could just watch someone die without helping?

According to common sense, after such an operation, it is obviously not recommended for the patient to go out and do field work like Eyjafjalla is doing now.

But the power of destiny lies in this. The only indication that Eyjafjalla had recently undergone surgery was the subtle layering between her hair and a slight color difference on her scalp.

As Provence took out and installed the equipment from the trunk, he muttered, "The natural disaster I hate most is storms. It takes me forever to clean up the hair every time!"

"Well, I hate all natural disasters..." Eyjafjalla began filling in the header of the form.

"That's right!" After Provence calibrated it again and again, she held one hand behind her back, her furry tail, which "took a long time to clean," wagging happily. With the other hand, she made an invitation: "Your Highness, please come to your instrument!"

"senior!"

Provence said happily: "Adele finally called me senior again!"

Then, she asked vaguely, "Speaking of seniors, how are you and the doctor... these days?"

"Senior is very quick in picking up the Origin Stones and learning. If he weren't distracted by other matters..." Little Lamb whispered, "No, as the leader of Rhodes Island, perhaps that's his job..."

"That's not what I'm asking about!" Provence said helplessly, "That! That!"

Eyjafjalla faithfully recorded the data, pretending not to understand at all. She said, "Based on some basic questions, the senior's amnesia is indeed true. But he still retains a considerable degree of intuition and instinct regarding Originium."

"Ah..." Provence sighed and stroked his forehead, "I was defeated by you!"

Seeing that he couldn't find any suitable topics to talk about in this regard, Provence said, "Speaking of which, why is the doctor so sure that a natural disaster storm will occur here?"

As a reserve arsonist, isn't it normal for him to know where things will burn?

Eyjafjalla hesitated and said, "There's an empirical formula on the doctor's terminal."

"Terminal? PRTS?" Provence stretched and said, "Rhodes Island really has a lot of unpredictable things!"

Eyjafjalla nodded sympathetically.

It seems that even if the surgical procedure was redesigned and anesthesia was used appropriately, the visual effect alone would be enough to leave a deep shadow on her...

Not only the teams from Provence and Eyjafjallajokull, but also in Lungmen, another team composed mainly of Lungmen people, the "Winter Soldiers Lungmen Phase II", also started its first shooting training.

"Miss Di Ling...Doc Otter, the performance of this batch of weapons is better than those of the first batch of soldiers." Doberman raised a gun.

She said, "However, considering the needs of the gantry, the default shooting mode of this Winter Soldier III is relatively weak, and it needs to be manually unrestricted to achieve effective killing."

After all, this is equipped to soldiers as a "police weapon". If it causes a river of blood as soon as it is used... it would be a bit excessive.

Then, Doberman looked at the Earth Spirit and paused before pronouncing the title correctly: "Doc Otter, since we are starting from scratch, there are no veterans involved in the training process..."

In addition, Otto was unwilling to establish a mental connection this time.

"Longmen's second phase of training is progressing much slower." Her worry was practically spilling out from her brows. "If this continues, will we be able to catch up to schedule?"

The Earth Spirit nodded slightly, and Ott said, "Yes."

Although Dubin, as a remote participant in the combat meeting, knew a considerable part of Ott's combat deployment, more backup plans lay in Ott's mind. They lay dormant, waiting to be used or reused by Ott.

"While acquiring Longmen's resources, the office's every move will be watched by Longmen and even the Great Yan court. It's better to take it step by step."

This is entirely possible: as a typical case of private transactions between local governors, a new reform that shook the country, or a large-scale bloodshed... The incident that Wei Yanwu caused in the slums really attracted attention from all parties after the news was circulated again.

This is why, after sufficient combat testing, the default setting of the Winter Soldier III is still low-power mode.

At least that's one of the reasons.

"Doctor Ott!" Kal'tsit said in a low voice, "Pay attention in the operating room!"

Although a considerable number of threads were still paying attention to the Wendigo's situation, Ott was quick to take the initiative and turned his attention away from Eyjafjalla and the earth spirits.

and many more?

Were you on Eyjafjalla the whole time?!

Chapter 163 His Days

The night of December 1096, 12, Wednesday.

The deer-headed monster tilted its head, and its cloudy red eyes looked around Otto, half ferocious and half confused. Under the effect of the anesthetic developed for the Sarkaz, his thinking ability was greatly suppressed.

Because of this, his intuition became more active.

A good whipper...can he be a good husband?

Hard to say.

He must be in love with Ye Liya.

He must be taking advantage of her.

What's the difference between the Whiplash and the Mind Flayer?

They are nothing.

Why did the crow fall in love with the desk?

No reason.

Suddenly, driven by physiological pain unnoticed by the Wendigo itself and a series of complex biochemical reactions, a tear formed beneath its eye. The light from the operating light refracted through the tear, casting a halo over the young man "Libori" who was observing the operation.

That is……

Bozhukasti's vision focused, and he saw a Sarkaz lying on the operating table through the Mind Flayer's eyes. The halo condensed on the scenery reflected in the eyes as his vision focused, covering his own reflection.

On the dark green operating table, the dark and pale Sarkaz flashed with arc light, like a stag on an altar, its internal organs already offered to the god with crow feathers in its ears.

wide awake!

Patriots currently do not have enough thinking resources to understand this picture.

Objectively speaking, the Wendigo didn't have many opportunities to spend time on the operating table. Back when they were still living in Kazdel, the scarcity of medical resources meant that the term "surgery" had a very narrow meaning—everyone would do things like cutting off their own arms and legs.

The word "surgery" was only introduced to us after we entered Ursus. But Ursus's medical methods were... rather crude. For Wendigo injuries requiring surgery, the Ursusians could only manage them with some fuss, while injuries that didn't require surgery might heal on their own after a few days.

Although Bozhukasti refused anesthesia twice, he accepted his daughter's kindness after her third request.

It was also under the unconscious guidance of his daughter that the patriot's intuition revealed a possibility to him in this half-sleep and half-wakefulness.

"I have not come to bring peace on earth."

Ott whispered to Warfarin, and panic immediately crept onto her face. Blood Demon hurriedly increased the dosage for Wendigo—a patient waking up mid-surgery would be a serious accident.

The cloudy red eyes slowly closed until their owner woke up again.

"...Crystallized organs...Similar cases...Hantan..."

"...Sami...Ursus...hostility..."

"...Don't...meet..."

At the end of the operation, Wendigo vaguely heard something, but I am afraid that this information is no different from the glimpse he just had, and it will eventually remain silent in his trance-like brain until his blood vessels are pumped and the prophecy comes out of his mouth.

Soon after, the ward.

Frost Star clasped her left arm with her right hand, and her white rabbit looked round and about to burst out from under her black uniform jacket.

Rhodes Island's uniform could not completely conceal Froststar's graceful figure. This explained her "remarkable" weight even after a large number of Originium crystals were removed from her body.

She asked in rapid succession, "Why hasn't he woken up yet? Did something go wrong with the operation? Is there still hope?!"

Warfarin said awkwardly, "It's just that I misjudged the Wendigo's tolerance. The initial anesthesia dose was insufficient, so I had to add additional anesthetic."

Although Frost Star didn't quite understand, she could still get a certain conclusion from Huafalin's tone.

Frost Star breathed a sigh of relief, but when she was relieved, she noticed Otto's behavior.

This jerk is using the terminal to remotely control the operators to move the mines.

"...What is this?" Frost Star asked with difficulty.

As expected, Ott didn't hesitate for even half a second before speaking the truth: "A backup plan to eliminate the Patriot threat."

Huafalin's breathing was stagnant. "Please, will you die if you tell a lie?! Or can you be more tactful?!"

"Eliminating the threat means..."

"Completely abolish Bodracasti's athletic ability as a Wendigo." Ott, fearing Froststar didn't understand, explained in detail: "Considering the slight possibility that the Patriots will ignore the situation and insist on attacking..."

"Ahem." Kel'tsit suddenly interrupted, saying, "The Patriots have already come to our side. This possibility basically no longer exists."

Are you worried about your old father who has a bad mouth?

But Ott "seemed" to be completely unappreciative and insisted on sticking to his truth-telling persona to the end: "Although driven by both interests and emotions, we and the patriots are temporarily back on the same ship."

"But based on what we know about patriots right now, there's still a fair chance that we'll clash with each other over how we handle certain individuals in the foreseeable future."

In plain English, that's how to deal with the Tallulah issue.

Patriots will never lightly accept the idea that "Tallulah was just possessed by a black snake! It's not all her fault." On the contrary...

The cruel reality was brought up in front of Otto in a "truthful" manner, and Frost Star turned her head away.

"...No, he won't kill Tallulah."

Ott shook his head and was about to say something when Amiya jumped on him and hugged his upper body tightly like an octopus.

Long live the little rabbit!

Her small white hand blocked Ott's mouth and she spoke very quickly, "Doc Otter just doesn't want you, Miss Froststar, to clash with Mr. Patriot!"

Can you explain that?

She looked at Otto almost pleadingly, moved her hand away, and said, "Right? Doc Otter."

“…I don’t deny it.”

The lynx curled its lips.

Not denying does not equal admitting.

While Amiya breathed a sigh of relief, Kal'tsit thought of that question again: At that time, did Otto use the truth to deceive her?

How much memory does he still have left?

Amiya's behavior gave Kal'tsit inspiration.

Ott's current personality shows a lot of characteristics of his youth: "arrogance", "haughtiness", lack of sympathy and empathy, loneliness, over-preparation...

Why don't you mention his weird XP?

Oh, you don't want to be categorized as "weird XP" do you?

Cat pondered as he monitored the Wendigo's vital signs.

But these characteristics have converged and formed his most prominent aspect now: disdain for lying... No, not disdain.

Kal'tsit suddenly looked up, and an idea flashed across her mind: He just wanted to use his limited credibility on something more important!

Thus!

As long as I ask directly again!

He would never lie about such a question now!

Kal'tsit accurately grasped the series of characteristics displayed by Ott and analyzed his purpose.

But... she had no idea that Otto was planning to spend his "limited credibility" on something "more important".

Or... in her most extravagant fantasies, she didn't expect that she would be one of them?