Arknights, but the family has fallen again

No, the past was the past, and the present is the present!

Although, this despicable guy Otto is now completely unaware that he has opened the door for the assassins, does this prove that he did nothing in the first place?

Wake up! W!

From another perspective, W and Kal'tsit's repeated excuses for Ott are the result of Ott's persistent nonsense telling the "truth" since he woke up.

After all, facing such a person who will answer you as long as you dare to ask him - if you dare to ask him "reflections on genocide", he can answer "why not kill them all".

Could the answer he gave instantly, without any warning, be a lie?

Of course.

PRTS and Ghost Shark's timely reminders had already made Ott guess what "he" had done. And Ott, he has always been a person who would prepare countless contingency plans for various speculations.

And to be honest... although Otto repeatedly used the mind link to convey his "sincerity", this trick from the beginning was to use misplaced truths to bypass Kal'tsit's questioning!

"I'll assume that you chose Theresa." W looked towards the end of the horizon. The time node required by Otto had arrived, but the Integration Movement still showed no signs of catching up.

This is a trap question.

This name hadn't come up in W and Ott's previous conversations. But judging by how effortlessly Ott handled "Blood Demon" and "Stone Wing Demon," he must have studied the modern history of the Sarkaz after waking up...

It is true that the outside world's account of the history of the Sarkaz is bound to be full of arrogance and fallacies, but Theresa and Theresis are the "heroes" who cannot be avoided in this period of history.

How will the stinky otter, who has lost his memory, react to this name?

After "Virtue", the Sarkaz girl reconciled with her past self, but this did not mean that she had reconciled with the "accident" between Otto and Theresa.

On the contrary, Otto, who had helped W to move on from his past, had only caused W to sink deeper into this quagmire. Previously, the Sarkaz girl had simply pursued each hornless assassin who clung to her with grief and anger, but now, she was struggling between the two extremes of her emotional balance.

"Thank you for your hard work." With the help of W's eyes, Otto also saw the horizon without any pursuers.

"It seems that in order to better integrate into the Reunion Movement, the Ursus military's organizational capabilities have been almost completely destroyed."

Otto paused, then casually brought up the question: "Theresa... I've looked up this name."

"The results were interesting - her information was intentionally redacted, but where it wasn't redacted, there was a lot of overly detailed information."

W's heart skipped a beat. She almost pictured in her mind the two "ear feathers" inserted diagonally into Otto's ears, and how they looked as they shook pretentiously.

And that damned mind flayer, he still stated with that sickening rationality and calmness: "All this suggests that she seems to have an unusual connection with this ship."

"So, you know what Theresa advocated for in the Sarkaz Civil War?" W was unusually calm.

Look... my... the truth...

But his heart was in turmoil.

"I don't know." Ott spoke frankly. "Generally speaking, the demands of a civil war are often quite clear. For example, which faction will receive more benefits from the newly acquired land, how to seize supreme power for the faction leader, or how to implement a certain faction's proposition..."

"But regarding the Sarkaz Civil War a few years ago, firstly, I personally have no idea what either side of the conflict is trying to achieve. Secondly, the scholars in the core circle haven't produced any high-quality articles yet. Thirdly, the Sarkaz themselves don't seem to have any written comments on the matter."

He actually said: "As an outsider, I lack the channels to understand the Sarkaz civil war."

……

W breathed a sigh of relief and wiped off a little paint on the surface of the grenade with his sweaty palm. On the uneven surface, the stick figure looked like crying and laughing.

That's fine.

Let's postpone it for a few more days...

"Huh? Why is my 'Otter Knows All' show off?" She smiled twistedly, as always.

One of the advantages of being a madman is that no one will care about W's anxious and fearful mood beneath that crazy smile.

"I only know what I know, and I never claimed 'everything was planned.'"

On the other side, Kal'tsit also tried hard to extricate herself from the gentle embrace.

After removing Ott's hand, she squinted her eyes, looked at the blueprint and said, "Although your method of calculating and influencing natural disasters is a bit crude in the absence of a theoretical model, judging by the results, you are like a 'prophet.'"

Ott was surprised. "Although it also has the meaning of foreseeing the future, here, for those who manipulate the power of nature, the word 'prophet', with its stronger connotation of 'divine authority', should be more appropriate."

“…” Kal’tsit’s silence was deafening.

There's no reaction to the codename "Prophet"?!

"Speaking of the Prophet, the exploration progress of the ruins is enough to locate the second enemy leader unit."

Faced with this matter concerning Otto's mental and soul state, Kal'tsit immediately became focused.

However, Ott's words dragged her back to her previous thoughts from another perspective.

"He's also a prophet."

Maomao's heart skipped a beat.

"Even with the help of Destiny Reconstruction, the heart is still a delicate system and cannot be repaired casually. If you don't want to return to the operating table, facing the shadowless light, scalpel, and general anesthesia, it's best to reduce your workload."

Kal'tsit changed the subject abruptly.

It seemed that she was more concerned about what was happening in Hamlet, in this small replica, than Black Snake, Tallulah, Chernobog, Longmen, Ursus, and Da Yan.

Thus, the chain reaction caused by the "lie" to the Wendigo came to a temporary end. And the two girls would not come to Ott again for a long time.

They will probably start spying again.

In this way, the records of the Babel Tower leader and the Kazdel Civil War (Chapter 16) that Ott had searched for in the PRTS system might come in handy.

Chapter 3 Plasticity Project (K)

"These people are just like dogs that have lost their homes..." Di Ling sat down next to Doberman with a plate in his hand.

In view of the fact that the danger level in Longmen has been greatly reduced, Otto only reserved second- and third-line combatants including various reserve groups and "plenipotentiary representatives" such as the Earth Spirit in Longmen.

So, even though she and Doberman didn't have a very close relationship, they still sat at the same table for dinner.

"You can completely remove the word 'like.'" Du Bin glanced at the half-grown children in the distance before responding, "Wei Yanwu holds military power and instantly changed his policy toward the Chamber of Commerce."

Furong and Yanrong started to make a fuss as usual...

"The army and the Imperial Guard are two completely different things. Last night, even the Shi Huaiya family gave up resistance. These small fry must be on pins and needles."

The Earth Spirit smiled awkwardly.

While handling business negotiations in the first person, Di Ling had learned some inside information. However, due to the same secrecy shared by Ott and Kel'tsit, this information had not yet been passed down to Dubin.

"Wait!" Du Bin suddenly realized something: "You are the doctor's representative in Longmen. You must know more about these things than me!"

There was a noise at the cafeteria door.

"I heard that a young master has come to work at that famous Scale Ball shop."

“We are not open to the public!”

"Oh, I'll pay!" Flower-armed White Dragon said jokingly, "Don't be so rigid."

"Adding an extra pair of chopsticks is also necessary to feed your employees."

She leaned inside, her eyes roaming around for a while, and soon found the bear with white spots on its face.

"...last night...you were just trying to show off...to pick me up...what if something goes wrong along the way...I'll have to bear the consequences!"

Behind the window, Ji Zheng had empty eyes and listened attentively to Uncle Dong's scolding.

I was so focused that I could only hear fragments of words.

At the same time, he was busy with his work, and he sent out one rice noodle roll after another from the window.

"Master Dong is here too!" As he said that, Nian dodged and walked around Rupert at the door.

"Hey! You!"

The staff member grumbled and let her go - not realizing that Bai Long had bypassed the security outside the office by arriving at the cafeteria door.

But he was so vigilant...

"Ah!" The staff member suddenly realized something: "Why are you eating scale pills so early in the morning?"

Just as Bailong was striding towards the chef of her choice, the quarrel of a pair of sisters suddenly attracted her attention.

“…I’m doing this for your own good!”

"What I hate most is your self-righteous attitude!"

The white dragon stopped.

She looked at the window thoughtfully.

Uncle Dong seemed to have calmed down and was "entertaining" the guests with a smile on his face, while Jie was pushed to the back and served the food quickly.

Uncle Dong seems to be a little unfamiliar with the business at the cafeteria window.

You can go anytime, and what's more, they are making rice noodle rolls now.

The white dragon came to the two Sarkaz girls with a smile.

"Are the sisters having a conflict?"

Yan Rong, in a state of stress, yelled, "I didn't do that! It's her! It's Furong who's forcing me to eat the nutritional meal again!"

"It's just a suggestion... Yanrong, you consumed too much sodium and fat for breakfast."

Although her tone was gentle, there was clearly an elder sisterly "coercion" in Furong's "suggestion".

"Shut up! I just ate too many beans and wanted to try a gantry breakfast once in a while!"

"Nutritious meal?" Nian seemed to be lost in thought. She looked at the "sister" among the Sarkaz girls.

Although she is the older sister, she seems to be a little shorter than her younger sister.

Furong held it up proudly. "Clang, clang! A lettuce burger without meat, cheese, or pickles!"

"It sounds delicious." Nian rubbed his smooth chin and said lazily, "Do you mind letting me try it?"

"..." Yan Rong choked and stared at Bai Long with his eyes wide open: "A hamburger without meat! That can't be called a hamburger at all, right!?"

Furong corrected him, "We even removed the cheese and pickles!"

Yan Rong became even more annoyed: "The cheese and meat are fine, but if you keep the pickles, I can tolerate it!"

"But aren't pickles vegetarian? Why are you removing the only flavorful thing?!"

"Harmful substances are easily produced during the pickling process of pickled cucumbers!"

"Stop the bullshit! Healthy food just doesn't taste good!"

"How can you say that! The most important function of food is to provide you with nutrition! Simply considering the taste will cause problems for your body!"

"Pfft."

Nian couldn't help laughing out loud.

At another table, not long ago.

"...If you feel really tired afterwards, why not just tell the doctor no?"

The Earth Spirit swallowed his food and said, "If you mention this to Doc Otter, he'll definitely replace him."

Dubin casually asked, "So what's wrong? The doctor appreciates candidates whose strengths and weaknesses are clear and who won't act on their own when assigned tasks, rather than those who force themselves to take on tasks beyond their capabilities."

"...Ms. Doberman, you obviously don't have much contact with Doc Otter, right?" Di Ling kept the other half of the sentence in his heart: and he kept using the formal title "Doctor".

"Yeah, but his aura is so obvious. Commanders who are extremely capable and slightly conceited often have this kind of temperament."

The Earth Spirit confided the truth: "Although I am indeed very tired, but..."

If someone else were to do it, wouldn't it be impossible to study that state? It's the same brain, but with Otto using it, it's as if even the autonomic nerves in the stomach and intestines are being used as thinking resources...

Countless possibilities unfold before your eyes, and then converge one by one as you make your decisions.

This feeling, while fascinating, also aroused the curiosity of the earth spirits.

Is there a way to bypass Ott and enter this state on my own?

Although I insist on not working overtime, studying projects that interest me can be considered an entertainment activity!

After all, Di Ling is a scholar.

"But Doc never lets me work overtime, and my allowances are paid immediately."

Studying your immediate boss...it's a bit suicidal to say it out loud.