Arknights, but the family has fallen again

After accepting Otto's invitation and sharing some information, even someone like Frost Star, who had little affinity with conspiracies and intrigues, could easily see the trick.

She watched the snow monsters crawl into the tent and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't there any way to make Father..."

Far away in Rhode Island, Otto was sitting on his bed, shirtless, holding a PRTS terminal in his hands, calculating spreadsheet after spreadsheet.

Through Froststar's eyes, he also looked at the snow monsters.

Ott still hadn't figured out how to establish a simple and pure two-way spiritual connection. Currently, he had to possess a spirit before he could have a two-way conversation.

While he was pondering the specific distribution plan for the Yeti, constantly proposing and then rejecting it, he asked in surprise, "You should know more about Bodrakast than I do!"

"But..." Frost Star hesitated, "Once a conflict breaks out, the chances of avoiding bloodshed are too slim!"

Kel'tsit turned around, her bare hands tracing Ott's outline, finally pinching his chin. She remained expressionless and said, "If you keep delaying bedtime, we'll have to give the engineering department an excuse for the sleep monitor malfunctioning tomorrow."

Translated into adult language: It's time to go to bed.

It also implies that she is dissatisfied with Otto possessing other girls in the middle of the night.

Ott held the lynx's hand, saved his work, nodded, and responded, "Right away."

He placed the terminal on the bedside and pretended to be going to sleep.

Ott immediately said to Frost Star, who was thousands of miles away, "If you don't want any casualties from the conflict between us and the Patriots, I have another plan."

"What plan?"

"You will suffer some... shock in the spiritual realm."

"Mental shock?" Frost Star asked, "You wouldn't..."

Are they really going to play some mind flayer trick?

This was the second half of her sentence that she didn't say.

So you now think that Otto is a mind flayer?

Ott wasn't interested in this kind of criticism. He said, "After accepting my power, you must also face the problems that come with it."

"When your mind is under too much pressure, it no longer has any ambiguity—it must choose one of two outcomes."

"In the worse case scenario, you'll fall into temporary madness, just like Mephistopheles did."

In other words, when the pressure is full, it will explode, either as torture or as virtue.

As a long-time infected person, Froststar has accumulated a lot of "stress." By simply giving her the same accessory, it would be easy to replicate what happened to Tallulah, Mephisto, and Alina.

Of course, if her face was white enough, she could also, like W, have a few drops of "snot" flow from her eyes and show some virtues - frankly speaking, showing some virtues is something with such a low probability that Otto would never consider as the first option.

But if Frost Star insisted... he wouldn't mind changing to a backup plan in this corner with less impact.

Faced with this result, the White Rabbit answered without hesitation: "I am willing to do both!"

Looking at Otto who had been "on the verge of rising" for a long time, Kal'tsit pulled the quilt upwards with a cold face, and at the same time dived down again.

Seems a little angry.

Ott continued to say to Frost Star, "Furthermore, your body at the border has already largely eliminated the Originium disease lesions and has returned to the initial infection level."

“This has accumulated experience for us to a considerable extent.”

"However, patients with such a deep level of Originium infection have developed extreme specificity."

Specificity?

Strange words that are half-understood.

But Froststar still caught something.

White Rabbit was silent for a while, then asked, "You mean, father's surgery...?"

"We can certainly drastically remove most of the lesions, but if we want him to continue to move around relatively healthily, I'm afraid he needs his active cooperation."

It refers to accepting the invitation to go to Hamlet's hospital and carefully cut and make臊子.

Now that the decision has been made to switch to the backup plan, Otto cannot let Frost Star give up this idea easily.

Seeing that Maomao was angry, Otto also sneaked into the bed, and at the same time did not forget to add the last weight for Frost Star...

He said, "From this perspective, triggering your hidden dangers in the mental aspect may also help Mr. Bozhuocasti to actively accept the surgical plan."

Low EQ: Demonic Body Experiment.

High emotional intelligence: surgical planning.

Chapter 154 You Are the Most Important

"Attention all units, this ship is slowing down and will soon stop..."

The ship was slowing down at a slight rate, but the Midwinter soldiers training on the deck could inexplicably feel their internal organs swaying inside their torsos like a pendulum.

In the cool morning breeze, they trained selflessly, powerfully and precisely, like machines - in short, it looked a little strange.

American cockroach... The Sarkaz girl struck a classic hip-thrusting pose and glanced uncomfortably at the Ursus who were still training on the deck.

This discomfort made W subconsciously lash out: "Smelly Otter, why are you so upset now? You're even using this kind of soldier?"

Forming a formation wasn't unusual, but W's vague "inspiration" had her aware of the shadow of Ott, lingering within the soldiers' hearts. Being possessed was one thing, but sensing Ott's presence amidst a violent group beyond her control practically set her alarm bells ringing.

After she finished speaking, W, as if forcibly trying to save her dignity, said, "Although their training level seems to be barely adequate, aren't their bodies a bit too frail?"

The wolf pack and the Originium swarm...hmm...which one should I bet on?

Ott's face was solemn.

W thought Ott was concentrating on his work, and even smoothed his hair to hide his embarrassment. She was glad that Ott didn't notice her crazy talk, which was completely nonsense.

But the Sarkaz people who boarded the ship with her began to agree with her very inappropriately, leaning on their axes.

"The boss is right! I can beat six of them in one round!"

"Benda! It's a coupon!"

"You're wrong too!"

For these Sarkaz people, who all failed prenatal education, the fact that they could barely speak Yan language was due to the proximity of Great Yan to Kazdel...

I can speak a little, but I definitely can’t write it.

Ott looked up, and the terminal in his hand naturally tilted away, revealing an informal competition in progress.

He responded: "It's really mixed in terms of physical fitness."

"After all, their lives before becoming refugees were quite... fascinating." Ott glanced at W and replied, "But I never expected them to be useful in formal occasions beyond being cannon fodder."

W is a little down: How come you don’t breathe when you speak?

"Even with the mental network support, they've only been training for four days. With sufficient micromanagement, I'm already grateful that they can be properly used where I need them to be used."

Judging from this nonsense, Ott does not consider himself an outsider at all: he has quickly entered the Slavic...Ussian little dad mode.

"Spiritual network?" W looked at the terminal screen that flashed in Otto's hand and felt that something seemed wrong.

In the process of switching accessories at high speed and constructing spiritual connections, Otto gradually grasped how to use an accessory to construct a large-scale spiritual connection network.

Although it still has its own bonus, the role of the accessory in this link is more like a repeater...

"I can cast the same... buff spell on all of them." Ott held the terminal, crossed his arms, and looked at the Midwinter Soldiers. "After the benefits are shared, the actual benefits will be minimal. But a one-way mental connection will be established."

In fact, with the intervention of the mental network and Otto, the soldiers of the first batch of Midwinter were able to line up and shoot in an orderly manner - their performance on the battlefield was even almost the same as on the training ground!

But this is the crux of the matter: as a group of real cannon fodder troops, these first-term soldiers can only experience Otto's micro-control now...Otto has temporarily allocated the power axes that should have been their standard equipment to W and her Sarkaz mercenaries.

"You and other Sarkaz will serve as temporary officers in this militia." Otto frowned and smoothed out W's messy hair.

"...Ah?" The Sarkaz girl took a while to react.

"What? No confidence?"

"...as long as you don't sell us out again."

"Will do."

"That's good... huh!?" W glared at Otto and said fiercely, "You bastard!"

Otto remained extremely calm, as if the tender claws of the Sarkaz girl had no deterrent effect at all.

"You only need to keep 10 to 15 percent of the Winter Soldiers," he said. "Regardless of the original design, preserving the veterans is a valuable asset in itself."

"What about us!?"

"Your life is the most important." Ott said without hesitation: "If the situation takes a turn for the worse, in the most extreme case, just save yourself."

Amid the soldiers' continuous shooting, W almost thought he had misheard.

She repeated: "I... the most important?"

Upon hearing this, the Sarkaz not only did not object, but agreed (in Victorian), saying, "The crow is right! The head is the heaviest!"

Others looked at Ott with awe, muttering in disbelief, "Someone actually has eyes for W!? Is this any different from talking to Originium Dynamite?"

Boom!

The Midwinter soldiers ignored the Sarkaz who landed beside the formation, aiming and pulling the trigger smoothly.

It seems that the difference between W and Originium Explosion is that the latter does not kick people.

"Well..." W mumbled for a long time before finally uttering, "Would they agree if the Sarkaz were to serve as officers?"

Ott tilted his head and said, "One is the monster you heard about in stories, and the other is a thug who destroyed all lives with his own hands."

"What Black Snake did to Chernobog was enough to make these Ursians temporarily abandon their national and ethnic identities. They would rather fight alongside the Sarkaz and seek revenge against the Reunion."

W also gradually got involved in this topic: "Speaking of revenge, how's that little brat Mephisto doing?"

She looked expectant: "Is he dead?"

Ott said simply: "Your previous spear court was very good. I learned a lot from it."

After saying that, he lowered his head again.

Hearing about the Spear Court, W was a little evasive, but in the end he said crisply, "You've learned it well."

She still felt resentful of the Sarkaz, the people she was determined to save, for their relentless behavior against which she opposed. But the day after capturing the Sarkaz mercenaries, the arc of light formed by tears... and snot, signaled that W had begun to accept Theresa's principles, rather than simply admiring her as a mere "fanboy."

Of course, this doesn't mean she doesn't like Theresa...

Thinking of this, W couldn't help but look at Otto.

She suddenly lifted Ott's hood.

Regarding this behavior that interrupted his cricket fight, Ott asked unhappily, "What for?"

The screen on the terminal in Ott's hand caught W's attention. She turned and asked in surprise, "You're so far away from the city, and you're taking up precious resources to play this!?"

Chapter 155: Meeting

"Sister..." A snow monster came behind Frost Star. She followed the white rabbit's gaze and looked at the giant at the end of the horizon.

The leaden sky hung heavy over the wilderness, making it hard to breathe. The howling north wind occasionally brought a sliver of fresh air, but it was soaked with iron and snow, revealing the high nose bridges and deep nasal cavities of the Ursus people.

Perotova did not participate in previous discussions, but judging from her current performance, she does have her own opinions on all this.

"Rhodes Island, is it credible?"

In the eyes of the snow monsters represented by Petro, there has not been any commendable intersection between them and Rhodes Island.

Frost Star was a bit stunned at this point, not realizing why the snow monster would ask such a question. It wasn't her fault, after all, her life was relatively simple and hard-working, and political literacy wasn't a necessity for her.

"Otto is a good person." Frost Star took it for granted, and then unconsciously added: "They can solve Dad's infection problem."

Although she had communicated with Ott and the others several times at the border, she still didn't fully understand and considered Ott's treatment plan to be a "solution to Originium disease." Seriously, this surgical plan, which utilized fate reconstruction, essentially only physically reset the infection process.

"Solve...the infection?" The snow monsters were skeptical. "Could he be a liar?"

This, compared to Otto and Warfarin's lengthy explanations, allowed Frost Star to distinguish between healing and treatment...

"No! Ott is not a liar!" she immediately retorted: "He never lies!"

"..."