About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

Damn it, the second creation and the original design have been mixed together...!

Orson rubbed his eyebrows, and then gave up recalling the information about Linguang. After all, thinking about this kind of thing in front of the person involved always has a sense of obscurity and immorality.

Besides, I will never go to Casimir in my life, so there is nothing to consider.Not far away, Kelsey silently watched the battle just now, occasionally lowering his head to write something on the paper.

"Kelsey, you really care about that new operator."

Dubin on the side looked at Kelsey like this and said something fresh.

"I don't think collecting intelligence is a manifestation of 'care', and——he is just a patient who came to Rhodes Island for ore disease treatment. As a core member of the integration movement, Dr. Olsen will not become a cadre that we can command member."

"In this case, why did you take him to do these tests, and you have to follow him all the time—even if you have to use your rest time to deal with the accumulated mission materials?"

"...Dubin, what's going on between you and ACE?"

"Pfft—what did you suddenly say this for!?"

Du Bin, who was just a cold-faced instructor, suddenly had blood rushing to his face and turning red.

"Change the subject."

Kelsey responded indifferently, and then filled in the "excellent" evaluation in the column of Orson's fighting skills.

The reason why Orson is not given excellence is not because Kelsey is eccentric or some kind of selfish desire, it is simply because Orson's small body is too fragile, and there is another reason.

Even so, watching the "Doctor" defeat Linguang head-on in the training room, this scene still makes Kelsey a little dazed.

"Doctor Kelsey! Can my fighting skills be rated as excellent?"

After the battle, Orson and Linguang greeted each other, and then returned to Kelsey.

"Stretch out your hand." Kelsey looked at Orson and said coldly.

"Huh? Are you going to give me a medal——oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

"Be patient, this burn ointment has the fastest recovery rate, you can apply it evenly by yourself. In addition, the evaluation result is 'excellent'."

Kelsey squeezed a lump of ointment on Orson's hand, and then set her eyes on the document in her hand.

"Hey...why is it excellent?" Orson was a little confused.

"Because--the operators in Rhodes Island never use 'self-sacrifice' as their fighting policy. The purpose of fighting is to live, to change something, not to satisfy your own personal heroism. When you can use yourself I will consider changing the rating after the victory of the fighting method that will not be injured. Or, you are so good at using human life as a pawn, so even yourself is regarded as one of the strategic resources that can be discarded?"

"Well, I don't quite understand. In short, I will pay attention to it next time. Thank you, Dr. Kelsey."

Kelsey satirized the 'doctor', but Orson just had a silly face of not understanding, and thanked Kelsey while spreading the ointment.

"...Ha, it's time for the final test."

Kelsey sighed softly, as if she was punching cotton with all her strength, she was just asking for discomfort.

The final comprehensive test item is [Origin Stone Skill Adaptability]. As the name suggests, it is to test the operator's proficiency in using Origin Stone skills.

Different from the previous fancy training rooms, this one is extremely ordinary, with a structure somewhat similar to an open space in a shooting range.

"The facilities in Rhodes Island are really complete... Speaking of which, there are many traces that seem to have been plowed by excavators. Is it intentionally designed like this?"

Orson saw some marks around the 'shooting range' that seemed to have been damaged by a forklift.

"No, it was caused by the carelessness of the previous 'operator'. In short, it doesn't affect your test. Instructor Dubin has other things to deal with. You have met the 'instructor' in charge of the assessment this time—Ami Ya."

"Here, Dr. Kelsey!"

Not far away, a pair of rabbit ears trembled, and the petite public leader of Rhodes Island wore a slightly looser Rhodes Island-style coat, and walked over crookedly with a box in his hand.

"Because, because I don't have enough time, I can only collect these staffs—woo!?"

Amiya, who was holding a cardboard box that completely covered her head, stepped on the air in the middle of her speech, and she fell forward with a rabbit's mournful cry.

"Be careful, Amiya." "Watch your step"

Rest and Mon3tr rushed out from behind Orson and Kelsey at the same time, protecting Amiya and the box in her hand respectively.

"Sorry...thank you very much, Dr. Kelsey, Orson."

Amiya nodded to the two, and then put the cardboard box on the table beside her.

"In short, I brought all the staffs I could find, and I should be able to measure the adaptability of Orson's origin stone skills!"

Amiya vigorously took out several staffs of different shapes from the box and held them in her hands.

"Uh... How do you measure it?"

Orson looked at the cardboard box, which was filled with staffs of various shapes.

"It's very simple, just release the most basic origin stone attack at a distant target, and I will rate you according to your accuracy, speed, destructive power and fluency, just like this."

Amiya pointed at the target in the distance and raised her palm, boom in the next second!With a bang, the farthest target was shattered into pieces.

"...I see. As expected of Amiya, she's amazing."

Orson blinked and whispered admiration.

"Hey hey...it's okay."

Amiya rubbed her hair embarrassingly.Then push the carton in front of Orson.

"Wands with different craftsmanship and textures have different guiding effects on Originium skills. Orson, please see if there is a staff here that suits you."

"Okay, then I'll try it."

Orson took out the most ordinary staff from the cardboard box, aimed at the target and performed the Originium skill——

噗

"...?"

The attack didn't come out, but was replaced by a muffled fart-like sound.

"That, that, maybe Orson and this staff are not very adaptable, so try another one?"

In order to eliminate the embarrassment, Amiya handed Orson another staff with gauntlets and decorations.

"Pfft~"

Still a muffled fart.

"..."

After several misfires in a row, Orson took out another staff, and this time it was a little different.

"Crack!"

The crisp metallic bite startled Orson and Amiya.

"This... this voice, this feel—this is a swinging stick, Amiya."

Orson weighed the writing staff in his hand, which was read as a stick, and looked at the little rabbit.

"Sorry, because Dr. Kelsey's notification was too urgent, so I brought everything that looks like a staff..."

Amiya bowed her head to apologize, but before Orson could say "it's okay", Kelsey on the side stared at her with murderous eyes of "tell me it's okay".

"It's fine, and this has nothing to do with the staff. It seems to be my own fault. As long as I use the 'catalyst', no matter what form it is, it seems that it will affect the use of origin stone skills."

While comforting Amiya, Orson took out another "staff" with a strong current coming out of the front end. This thing is much easier to use than a staff in a sense.

While Orson kept farting with fancy wands here, Kelsey was frowning and staring at the young man who continued to wave the wand in front of him.

——Any external source stones cannot be activated, only the source stones hidden in his body can trigger the use of source stone skills.What does this mean, will the source stones outside the body be silenced unconsciously?

[Origin Stone Art] is [Silent Origin Stone Art], this fact is already bizarre enough, and Orson, who has this ability, is not bad at operating Origin Stone Art.

This can only show that "Silence" and "Tuning" are actually two completely different ability systems, because the modular function of fusion transcription was given to Orson at the same time.

——What are you thinking... Doctor?

"Huh? Is this also a staff?"

On the other side, the unwilling Orson found a ring from the cardboard box.

"Ah—that's an item from before the doctor."

Amiya blinked, sorry for her recklessness.

"Doctor—of, item—?"

Orson stared at the dense lines on the ring and suddenly felt dizzy.

"what……?"

The ground slammed into him, and Orson was hit directly before he had time to react.

"Sudden fainting—a sudden increase in the activity rate of origin stones in the body——"

Kelsey's voice seemed to be heard in his ears.

"Calucille, is the infirmary ready for use? Now, immediately!"

What are they talking about?

"Vital signs are unstable, prepare hexamethasone injection—"

[You don't need to bear the fate of saving the world, as long as you live, that is my salvation... Orson]

In the end, consciousness completely fell into silence.

Well……

In a daze, Orson struggled to open his eyes and found himself lying on an operating bed.

Orson noticed that he was surrounded by all kinds of machines of unknown use, and his body was full of thick and thin tubes.

--what happened……?

Although there was a tube stuffed in his mouth, he didn't know if it was an oxygen tube or something, but Orson didn't use this thing to talk.

"—"

Orson urged the origin stone skills, but found that he was like being silenced now, unable to use the origin stone skills at all, let alone imitate the vocal cords to make a sound.

——By the way, I touched a ring before, and then I fell into a coma... So is this the infirmary of Rhodes Island now?

Slowly recalling what happened before, Orson's first thought was "whether my Originium skill adaptability will be classified as a 'defect' level".

"The infection rate is twice that of normal people, but the blood itself resists the erosion of the origin stone...Although it is a Chimera, it is a little different from Amiya's situation."