About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

Orson went all out.

42 minutes later--

Kelsey rarely showed a shocked expression. In front of her, the Tyranids collected the Tiberium mines for half a game and finally built a pyramid wonder. Underneath it vanishes into nothingness.

"These tactics... obviously seem illogical, but in the end they can always achieve results beyond expectations. Your tactics are random, but the structure is extremely clear, Dr. Orson, you..."

Kelsey looked at Orson, who gently pushed the non-existing air glasses on the tip of his nose.

"All kinds of martial arts, this is mining, this is Tibetan cattle, this is mang cockroaches, this is flying dragons riding faces, this is - changing homes."

Although these words made the onlookers confused, everyone understood that this unremarkable young man had the terrifying battlefield planning ability that could defeat Dr. Kelsey.

But among the crowd, only ACE and SCOUT had dignified expressions.

"Do you remember the last time Dr. Kelsey accompanied the operator to participate in the test?"

ACE looks to SCOUT, who pushes his glasses.

"Amiya, who was still in the Tower of Babel. Compared to those, ACE, his fighting style-that weird, effective fighting style..."

ACE nodded, he knew who SCOUT was talking about.

In the end, Orson's [Battlefield Planning] business received an "excellent" rating, not surprisingly. "Hmph, excellence~~excellence!"

"..."

In the Rhodes Island training ground, Orson walked in front with a happy face, like a student who got 100 points in the exam and was about to claim credit.

Of course, the expression of Kelsey next to Orson is not so happy. Although Kelsey usually has a serious expression of thinking about something, Kelsey at this time is more serious than usual.

She wasn't thinking about any heavy matters, she just felt a little upset that she was defeated by Orson, a silly-looking guy.

After all, Kelsey is also a student, and she would be a little unhappy to be compared to things like logical thinking and handling of problems.

——Only in this kind of time, it is impossible to treat him as a doctor. People like me are really awkward.

"Doctor Kelsey, how many operators in Rhodes Island can be classified as excellent?"

Orson asked Kelsey with a look of anticipation.

"...At present, it is only you. There was also a Sarkaz mercenary in the past. Her crazy tactics were classified as excellent, but now she has no connection with Rhodes Island."

Kelsey responded to Orson in her usual tone.

"Sarkaz mercenary...crazy...?"

Orson thought of a certain cockroach whisker, and indeed in his impression W had a lot to do with the predecessor of Rhodes Island - the Tower of Babel.

Find time to talk to W later, but the most urgent thing to do should be:

"Hmph ↑ hum ↓ hum ↑! If you say that, I am the well-deserved No. 1 in Rhodes Island's brain battle! Even Dr. Kelsey is no more than—"

"Mon3tr, bite him."

"Ow!?"

In the end, Kelsey couldn't bear it anymore, and summoned mon3tr with a deadpan expression to make Orson shut up temporarily.

"Kelsey, but Lucille said the infirmary's circuits haven't been fully restored, and we still have time for the next two tests—er, Kelsey?"

As soon as Dubin, who had sorted out the results of the tactical planning, came back, he saw Mon3tr holding half of Orson in the air, and Kelsey counted prime numbers beside him.

"I see, let's take the next test, it's [Battle Skills], right?"

"Um... yes, are you okay?"

Dubin frowned and asked Kelsey, and the latter manipulated Mon3tr to move forward with Orson in its mouth without looking back.

"Of course it's fine, you don't need to ask a doctor about the accuracy of his assessment of your body."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm (Help me)"

A dull moan came from Mon3tr's mouth.

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"Battle skills, this time, will be assessed in the most basic and classic way - 1VS1, ring battle, unlimited means."

This time, everyone arrived at a relatively open space, surrounded by modular cube floors, which seemed to be convenient for maintenance and replacement after damage.

"Understood, is my opponent still you this time, Instructor Dubin?"

After being gnawed for a long time, Orson, who is now docile again, asked while moving his body.

"No, someone took the initiative to apply for this battle after knowing that you are taking a comprehensive test."

As Dubin spoke, he pushed open the gate of the training ground, and saw a shining knight girl in full armor standing in the center of the arena—Linguang.

"Meet you again, Mr. Orson—no, [Tuner]. I hope to have a fair fight with you. Please allow me to apologize for my behavior in the sarcophagus at that time."

Yao Knight Linguang raised the shield and hammer in his hands, his tone was extremely formal and sincere.

With such a serious lady knight, it's hard for anyone to refuse the other party's invitation—even if this Yao knight is the only hexagonal warrior in Rhodes Island.

"There's no need to apologize, Miss Linguang. We all shoulder our own responsibilities, and now the Integration Movement has reached a cooperative relationship with Rhodes Island, right?"

Orson walked to the training room, took out a pair of black leather gloves from his pocket, and then took out a plain black metal short stick from his waist.

"Hmm... Contrary to the rumors, you are a very easy-going person, Tuner Orson."

Linguang once again confirmed that the rumors about the young man in front of him and the Tuner were completely irrelevant.

Humble, easy-going, unassuming, and...why does there seem to be a sticky saliva on the head?

In short, the oppressive feeling he exuded at that time, and the extremely uncoordinated feeling during the first battle were not false... I had to find out the hidden strength of this boy through fighting.

"Let me explain in advance, Miss Linguang. The battle between me and you may not be very exciting, and—maybe it will end soon."

"No matter how the fight ends, I will have no complaints."

"I see, then, Instructor Durpin?"

Orson put one hand on the short metal staff and flicked it slowly from left to right, while asking Dupin when he could start fighting.

"Be careful not to accidentally hurt each other—start!"

Dupin swung his whip, and the crisp sonic boom replaced the initial flare gun.

"Shuh-!!"

At the same time as Dubin gave the order, Orson concentrated all his strength on his feet and sprinted forward explosively.

——Break through directly!What needs to be wary of is the summoned object [rest] in the intelligence, it may attack from a dead angle!

Linguang stood the shield in front of him, while the warhammer was always ready to block the attack of the rest.

However, the black shadow never appeared, but Orson had already arrived in front of him—accompanied by the short metal stick that had become extremely hot for some reason in his glove.

Misjudgment, Linguang could only forcibly unfold the war hammer, and the golden light quickly gathered.

"Glorious Field!"

The warhammer in Linguang's hand extended a light like the wings of a Pegasus horse to both sides.But the next moment—the light suddenly dimmed.

——The field is not expanded?In this way, I can only take this blow with the shield...

"Chi Chi Chi Chi -!!!"

Linguang raised his shield, and the scalp-numbing sound of boiling and melting metal kept coming from in front of him.

"Crack!"

The bright red short stick pierced Linguang's shield abruptly. Although his Originium skills were working again at this time, the domain could not completely protect him. From the gap in the shield, an invisible black shadow had spread Come in, fixed in the shape of a spear.

Boom!

Linguang instinctively retreated to dodge, but lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"It's over—Miss Linguang, are you okay?"

The moment before the rest pierced Linguang's throat, Orson withdrew his Originium skill and stretched out his hand to Linguang who fell to the ground.

"...Well, as expected of a tuner, I am convinced that I lost."

Linguang was stunned for a moment, and then held Orson's outstretched palm.

"Sorry, I couldn't have a good fight with you, because I can only succeed with this one-time surprise attack."

"No... I have been wary of your rest symbol, but because of this, I failed to observe your attack mode in the first place, and your weapon also pierced my shield from the front. As a knight, I have completely failed .”

Linguang nodded to Orson. She knew very well that not every battle could have a complete process like a knight duel. She would always face the kind of attack that did not allow her to react. Orson's attack gave her It was a good lesson.

"Before the war started, I used [Tuning] to bring the temperature of this iron rod to the critical point, and the gloves were also specially tuned for this purpose. The purpose is to keep the physical properties that have not yet been Returning weapons pierce shields. Of course, there's a price to pay."

"...!"

Orson took off his gloves, and the palms of his hands were already covered with burn marks, and the front end of the short metal stick had already turned into a strange shape.

"Then my Glorious Domain couldn't be expanded because..."

"That's my other ability, [Silent Origin Stone Nature], it's actually just a one-time surprise attack, it's just luck."

"Silence...that's how it is. You don't need to belittle yourself, Orson. I have benefited a lot from this battle."

Linguang put the warhammer in front of him, and gave a knightly salute to Orson.

"Besides, you possess rare integrity, Orson."

Lin Guang looked at Orson, his golden pupils showed no disappointment at being "spike-killed", only the joy of meeting a good opponent.

"I have nothing to do with integrity. After all, one of my major jobs in the Unification Movement is to secretly dispose of those malicious rats."

Orson smiled wryly and said that he is not a great guy, and the number of guys who have become demented or sunk into Tokyo Bay through his own hands is at least double digits.

"Responsibility and personality cannot be equated. I have seen scumbags who are well-dressed in the auditorium, and upright people who live in the mud but still stand tall. You have a knight-like heart-this is extremely rare in Casimir today. Morality."

"Oops..."

Orson rubbed his head, Linguang's serious flattery made him a little embarrassed.But he also noticed that when he was talking about Casimir, there was a gloomy look on Linguang's face.

Did something happen to Casimir?Speaking of which, Linguang left from Casimir after acquiring the status of [Bright Knight], right?

Orson frowned. If he had known that he would travel to the world of Terra, he would have written down the background stories of each operator.

Regarding Linguang, Orson only vaguely knows that she is a hexagonal warrior, and she looks more mature than her actual age. She is one of the few weird operators in Tomorrow's Ark who has the word "reliable" printed on her face Your lord knight.

Then... Uh, it seems that they often ride motorcycles with the Shining group?