Arknights, but the family has fallen again

Low blood sugar made Ott speak without thinking: "Isn't that our future?"

The side of her jade foot gently hit Otto's cheek, but Kal'tsit did not refute.

"It's getting late, and there's still a lot of work for you to take over."

She sat down beside Ott and put her boots back on.

The white and tender thighs were lifted up, and the bare hands slowly put the lovely jade feet into the translucent boots, repeating this twice.

"Although at Rhodes Island's current speed, only the 27th ship can reach Longmen. However, the signal in the wilderness is too poor. If you want to discuss trade with Kalan in detail, you must take a low-lying aircraft to Longmen this afternoon."

Ott pressed his sternum and felt almost no pain.

He recovered well, thirty hours earlier than the medical department had expected.

He left quietly and covered Ghost Shark with the quilt again.

Kal'tsit turned her head away, choosing not to look at her, and the breathing light on the PRTS terminal flickered away.

"Has Kalan Trade responded?"

She scoffed, "As I said, your mind should be focused on our future."

Instead of covering a shark with a blanket!

"This is the wilderness. Even though it's only two and a half days' voyage from Longmen, the signal is still not strong enough to support intercity network communications."

"There's such a setting? I thought the problem was that Kjerag didn't have internet access!"

"That's why Kjerag still doesn't know anything." Kel'tsit said, "In the worst case scenario, you need to communicate with a Victoria office through the intercity network, and through the office to the Kalan branch, and through..."

Contact Turikam through the Kalan branch - Kjerag's only current gateway to the outside world.

And about a year later, during the first snowstorm, Rhodes Island had to build its own base stations to communicate...

In short: the village has no internet connection, and communication relies on shouting.

Oh, and a letter.

"Okay, okay, I get it."

Otto had finished washing up, put on protective clothing, and sat at the table to eat his breakfast.

Kelsey crossed her arms and said, "You're recovering faster than expected. I've lowered the dosage and changed the medication regimen."

"For the next month, take the medicine once a day at 10 and 22 o'clock."

"Isn't it enough to just take it twice a day? Do you have to specify the time to take the medicine?"

"If you don't set a time to take your medication and let PRTS remind you... you're likely to forget."

On the plate was a glass of warm rump milk (Terra's bovine livestock) and a few slices of buttered bread.

Ott glanced at Kal'tsit, squinting his eyes, and said, "I'll drink the milk first. Please heat up the bread for me and give it to me in the office later."

He picked up the cup and walked away, picking up the PRTS terminal on the table, saying, "PRTS, when Ghost Shark wakes up, help us tell her where we are."

The terminal replied, "Understood, Doc Otter."

Warming up bread?

Kelsey frowned.

Wait! Ott! You!

"If you want to irritate me, you should have a better way."

Ott turned back, and Kal'tsit could clearly taste the teasing in his words: "Although I didn't hold you accountable in front of W, you shouldn't have kept their affairs from me from the beginning."

"Since you asked me to come back as commander, then I should be responsible for all intelligence."

"Consider this a small... punishment."

Kal'tsit had a dark face and returned to the cafeteria with her food tray.

Shortly after.

"please……"

Before Ott could finish the word "come in", Kal'tsit opened the office door forcefully and threw the freshly heated bread in front of Ott.

They nearly fell off the plate.

"Your! Bread! Organism!"

In front of the office door, she turned around and looked at Ott with disdain: "It's getting late!"

It's late? You mean it's too late?

The reheated bread has a burnt aroma.

Ott looked at Kal'tsit's disgusted face and ate with relish.

"By the way, since you're going to Longmen this afternoon, take the contract with you. It'll save me from having to deal with two different people, and I can focus on performing more surgeries."

Since Rhodes Island had more spare capacity than in the original world line, it was able to rescue more refugees.

Due to Black Snake's great shortcomings and great virtue, Qie City was directly attacked by the natural disaster. As a result, a considerable number of the refugees accepted by Rhodes Island in the past two days suffered from acute Originium disease.

Furthermore, the Reunion Movement's destruction of the city also occurred, with many deliberate acts of slaughter and desecration. Even without mentioning Originium disease, there were still many people who needed urgent intervention from the medical department.

With Ott recovering quickly enough to lead the negotiations, Kal'tsit preferred to focus on medical care and directly push other work and power to Ott.

Before closing the door, she emphasized, "Bring another team of operators with you, just in case! Also, don't drag anyone into your dreams casually these days!"

He won't listen.

Ott stuffed the last piece of bread into his mouth regretfully.

Looking at Kal'tsit's pretty face that showed disdain but had to obey, he could even eat a few more bowls of rice.

This damn XP system is so weird!

With PRTS's assistance, handling Rhodes Island's routine affairs was no problem for Ott. The difficulty lay in the fact that Ott disliked the conventional way of handling many of Rhodes Island's affairs.

What makes it even more difficult is that the entire Qicheng incident happened quickly in the original world line, which is only ten days or half a month.

This is a very narrow window of time.

It's so narrow that many elite operators who travel all over the world don't have time to come back.

Ott could only use his imagination and try to maximize the interests of Rhodes Island with the cards he had at hand.

Amiya pushed the door open, holding another stack of documents, her eyes barely rising above the top layer of documents.

In order to prevent the documents from flying out, she had to lean back as much as possible.

There's a kind of clumsy cuteness.

"Doc Otter! These are the information you need." She said cheerfully.

Chapter 37: Judge, jury, executioner, and part-time warden!

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ott stroked Amiya's head, and after enjoying it for a while, the little rabbit asked, "Doc Otter, what do you want these documents for?"

In Terra, terminal office is still a toy in a few countries and regions, and paper-based office methods still dominate.

He flipped through the sheets one by one and casually instructed, "Rhodes Island has great potential for shipping goods. I'm considering what supplies to purchase next."

"The value of necessities and raw materials, such as sugar and salt, is stable. However, due to Rhodes Island's shipping routes, our bulk trading partners are often capable of producing their own products. In this case, the profit margins on bulk trade items are questionable."

"Taking this into consideration, the profit margins of regionally distinctive industrial and agricultural products will definitely be higher."

"But their sales are a problem in themselves... Thank you."

Ghost Shark poured two cups of tea silently.

Two cups!

Ott seemed to be lost in thought, then continued to immerse himself in the documents.

In short, what he wanted to do was to do business.

In this land-sea constructed of landships and mobile cities, landships like Rhodes Island served as maritime transport. They handled cargo between the various mobile cities, weaving together the continent's economic system.

Ott's index finger tapped the desk subconsciously.

Taking into account the maritime heir issue and the key points where various conflicts broke out, the Rhodes Island ship must go to the Casimir rural area and Xiosta in the first half of this year.

Otherwise, subsequent maritime issues will become extremely troublesome.

Rural areas lack sugar, salt, and certain types of industrial products, and as a tourist city, Xiosta needs to import a large amount of agricultural products...

We also need to consider the issues of Kjerag, Longmen, and Chernobog...

As he flipped through the documents, a vague trade route formed in Ott's mind.

He stretched himself, stood up, and said, "It's almost time for me to go to Longmen."

"Eh!?" Amiya was a little confused. "Wasn't Dr. Kal'tsit originally scheduled to conduct the preliminary negotiations? And I don't remember it being today!"

"I recovered faster than expected," Ott said succinctly.

"That……"

Looking at the little rabbit's eager eyes, Otto pinched her slightly chubby face and said, "No, you can't go with me."

"Kelsey left the work to me and went to operate on the patient."

"And if even the true leader of Rhodes Island runs away with me, then Rhodes Island will be leaderless!"

Amiya's face was very soft and felt so good that Otto became happier the more he pinched it.

The little rabbit said vaguely: "But if Doc is alone..."

Ghost Shark whispered, "I will dedicate all my strength... to the Lord."

Hearing Ghost Shark take the initiative to talk, Amiya was a little surprised: "Ms. Ghost Shark?"

But soon, Amiya held Ghost Shark's hands and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Miss Ghost Shark!"

The autistic nun also nodded slowly, as if in response.

Ott opened the drawer and took out the draft contract and the natural disaster report. He said, "Amiya, make copies of these documents and keep the originals. Bring the copies to me in the engineering department later."

"Okay! Doc Otter!" Amiya picked up the contract and ran excitedly.

"Slow down! Don't hit anyone!"

Her voice came from a distance, getting smaller and smaller: "I understand!"

Ott sighed and said, "There's still a lot of work to do. I can't rest yet..."

Ghost Shark had quietly sorted the documents that Otto had read into categories and placed them on the desk.

"That……"

Those documents contained only import and export estimates for each mobile city, commodity values, Rhodes Island's material consumption in different terrains, production line efficiency, industrial structure, technical data, worker hours and wages...

These are things that don't require Otto's approval.

In short, it is a report that Ott uses to assist in his decision-making.

If you have read it thoroughly, there is no need to take it too seriously; just stay in the office.

No need to code so neatly.

He had meant to say that.

"That's really well done!" Otto smiled and said.

The nun also looked up and gave a less enthusiastic smile.

"Let's go, it's time to look at the design plan."

Holding Ghost Shark's hand, Otto left his office and came to the engineering department.

"Hey! Doc Otter! I have a really great treadmill! It's inexpensive and great for indoor rehabilitation training!"

But Lucille was there too... Yeah, this is her department. I see her in the store every day, I almost mistook her for the head of the business department!