because i am stel

"You are from the medical department..." she asked subconsciously.

"It's An Tuo, medical operator An Tuo. We met in the moonlight night bar before."——she got the answer.

As a result, her vision became stable, and things became clear again in her eyes.She turned her head and saw the familiar pretty face.Immediately, her eyes shifted, and she realized that she was in a temporary ward, and many lightly and seriously wounded lying on the hospital beds were looking at her curiously.

Provence, a burst of blush.

"Hold, I'm sorry..." She stammered and asked.Somewhat surprised to find himself unharmed.She remembered that she was surveying and mapping important data at the observatory, and then, then...

"I, I remember that I seemed to be..." The scarlet knife light that saw through all her dodging movements and pointed directly at the throat appeared in the memory.Her tail twitched at the terrible memory. "...how did I get here..."

"Miss Shirtle sent you here." An Tuo helped her up and explained.

"Sirtel?" Provence tilted his head slightly, the name was strangely familiar.

"Well, it's a red-haired Sarkaz woman. I heard that she is also a member of Rhodes Island, but she has never been active on this ship... You should have heard of Rhodes Island's ten incredible things." An Tuo subconsciously Glancing backward, he lowered his voice and looked cautious. "Ghost operator, Dr. Kelsey cleans an unoccupied room by himself every day... Do you want to find her?"

"Yeah." Provence breathed lightly, calmed down his breath and nodded. "I still have to go to Amiya and that... Dr. Persephone. My mission failed, so I have to go to report."

She got a head-to-toe scrutiny, and Anto nodded reluctantly until she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Although I really don't want to admit it, you do have neither external injuries nor internal injuries. You are just frightened and tired... The area we are in now is the sarcophagus of Qiecheng. Both the doctor and Amiya are in the temporary command office on the top floor of the facility. .You go out from here, and you can take the elevator to the top floor directly. Everyone in Rhodes Island knows you, and you won't be stopped."

"thanks……"

"I should do it. And... you have worked hard, Provence operator." An Tuo gave her a hug, and then cheered up and rejoined the job of a medical operator——Provence, when leaving the medical room Subconsciously glanced at the nearest hospital bed.What came into view was a white-haired boy, the oldest not more than 14 years old.

It seemed to be Li Boli, with moderate burns all over his body, bandaged like a mummy.There was a Phidia boy who was about the same age as him, holding his hand and comforting him in a low voice, and when Provence looked over, he raised his head and looked at the big-tailed wolf, and then squeezed out A smile that is very bad at first glance.

The poor child must have been burned in the chaos.

She nodded to the little boys and turned to leave.For some reason, she felt that her tail seemed a little hot, as if it had been scorched by some kind of flame.

—Maybe it’s an illusion.It's like the illusion that seeing ice makes you feel cold.I felt the heat because I saw the burns.

So she walked on.

There were a lot of people on the road, and they were all very busy—she saw several Rhode Island operators, whom she knew or didn't know, walking through the corridors holding documents or pushing hospital beds.Some would greet her, others were too busy to see her at all.In addition to the Rhodes Island operators, there are also many locals wearing unfit military and police uniforms to provide assistance.

—Are there so many military police in Chernobog?maybe.

She walks down the corridor.Through the floor-to-ceiling windows outside the cloister, the whole city in her eyes was shining in the color of dusk—she didn't see even a single building that was destroyed by external forces.She saw lights lit up in every corner of the street.The crowd left from various shelters and returned home under the leadership of guides and drones.And a large amount of protected materials were also shipped out from the warehouse, piled up on the square to give people a sense of peace of mind and distributed to the citizens in an orderly manner.

The natural disaster... really passed away.

There were bursts of roars from the power hub of the mobile city, and Chernobog was also moving in another direction away from the damaged natural disaster cloud.It was the first time that Provence felt that the disappearance of natural disasters was so understated. In her memory, every natural disaster she had explored in the past had not suffered heavy casualties.

"Is it a hunting in the world... In Ursus, it should be called the Burning Demon. I used to think that it was just a modern legend that was exaggerated by the media. I didn't expect... This kind of thing still exists Yes."

As she muttered to herself, the elevator door opened before her eyes.The way to the top was congested and slower than expected.And when she finally reached the top floor, some Rhode Island operators who were in a hurry passed her by.

Is there any emergency?not like.

She knew the elite operator code-named ACE who led the team, and from the operator's face, she could only see exhaustion similar to overwork—it was not a big deal. ACE is an excellent fighter, the more difficult the task, the less it will show on his face.But simple and trivial details are destined to give these elites a headache.

So she said nothing.Just turned sideways to get out of the way, and a familiar voice came from a distance.

——"About the mobilization of the No.16 batch of food, here is the corresponding form and plan..."

——"There was a small-scale riot in the C31 area, and the corresponding manpower has been arranged..."

——"Negotiations with Ursus authorities..."

——"Dayan publicly expressed his regret internationally. The nearest mobile city, Longmen, expressed that it can provide assistance..."

——"The communication network with this ship needs to be strengthened twice..."

——"The unknown forces in the nearby suburbs have retreated..."

It was Amiya, Provence could hear the voice.She saw several clerks who seemed to have met each other hurriedly trot away from the largest office holding documents.Don't even say hello when you meet her.

Looks really busy, she thought.

But she still pushed open the door, and then, she saw the poor little rabbit buried among the documents like mountains and seas.

That was really a lot of documents, and the pile was even higher than Amiya's ears.When she pushed the door open, she saw a strange white Carters, who should be of the same family as Amiya, was assisting with the documents on the other side of the desk.And nodded to her when she opened the door and came in.

That should also be a newcomer from Rhodes Island?Provence saw the Rhode Island armband on her shoulder.

"Amiya?" So she called softly.

"Yes?" Then she saw that the pair of rabbit ears that had softened behind the mountain of files suddenly stood up again—well, it seems that the number of files is not as many as expected.In other words, Amiya's height is not to blame—the pair of pointed ears softened when she saw that it was her, and then Amiya seemed to be quietly relieved.

"It's you, Provence operator." The young Carters showed a gentle smile. "Has your body recovered? Maybe you still need to rest."

"It has been restored. But my previous mission..."

"The previous task has been completed." Amiya interrupted her with a smile. "You did a good job. The data doctor was successfully received and played a role. But the rewards and holidays will not be available until you return to the ship."

"Huh? That Miss Steele? But I remember being attacked at that time..."

When she said the name Shirtle, another white Carters sitting next to Amiya looked up at her.That gaze seemed to be some kind of scrutiny, but it only lasted for a moment before disappearing like an illusion.

"And everyone said that the one who stopped the natural disaster was the mortal hunter...the Burning Ember Demon." She changed the local name of Ursus to the point of her mouth.

Then she saw Amiya showing a distressed expression.

"Well, the specific situation is a bit complicated. But the doctor is dealing with these matters now, and will give a formal report on the incident soon. It is indeed thanks to external forces that Chernobog survived this time. But the citizens , the efforts of the infected cannot be ignored.”

"The attack..."

"Well, that was a misunderstanding. Mr. Yanke has already submitted an application to our Rhodes Island. He should explain to you later."

"Is that so..."

The chaotic dream gradually disappeared in the little wolf's memory, and it seemed that with Amiya's soft words, the originally hideous and terrifying sword beast's face became blurred.However, the memory of the struggle faded away, but the burning thoughts continued to rise.She didn't know why she remembered the big fire at the end of the dream again, and the big tail behind her shook unconsciously.

"Can I see the doctor?"

Amiya was weak.

"The doctor's workload is about three times that of mine, or more. I suggest you go to her tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Then...that Miss Steele?"

The little rabbit suddenly became energetic again.

"Sister Shirtel is in the lounge next door. She just came back from the suburbs. Yes, I'll take you there—" She stood up and was about to leave her seat.

Then--

'thump--'

The pending documents at least one foot high were placed heavily in front of her by the white rabbit beside her.White Carters, smiling.

"Amiya, you still have a lot of work to do, you can't rest yet."

Amiya's pointed ears and her newly raised smile froze.At the same time, the door of the elevator opened and another batch of hurried footsteps came from outside the corridor—so she sat down, her ears drooping, and waved to Miss Provence.

So Miss Wolf left.

She walked out of the office, out of the way for the hurrying clerks.The glow of the setting sun gradually faded outside the window, leaving only the faint dusk still smearing on the earth.

Then, she saw a red figure standing at the end of the corridor.

With red hair like fire, she seems enthusiastic but lonely alone in a place where no one is around.Time and space seem to be endlessly elongated, only the presence of the girl at the end of the field of vision is infinitely obvious.

The figure felt a little bit, turned around, and looked back.

The breeze moved.

The last twilight between heaven and earth gathers here in the depths of the crimson eyes.

Time and space continue to operate.

And she must be Shirtel.

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I wrote almost [-]...why can’t I stop the car with my hand_(:з」∠)_

And the 42 dozen contracts are really smart.In short, let’s preset a summit here (I can’t find a contract with less than 23 or more without 42...)

No.40 Sesame, sesame, open the door

Shirtel was in a daze.

Well, yes, literally, in a daze.

Because she has been busy all day, even a tool person will feel a little tired occasionally.First, we will complete a lot of bad things on the joint movement, and then go to Area 59 to clear the field.When the timing was right, he slashed at the natural disaster cloud in the sky with all his strength.And after these planned tasks were over, Persephone filled in a bunch of unplanned, piecemeal activities.

After all, the Cinder Demon is the Cinder Demon, and the Fire Giant King is the Fire Giant King.Now that Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals has taken over Chernoborg and stepped forward, it will definitely attract the attention of many ambitious people in the world.According to Tallulah's previous strategy, the Cinder Demon's attack on the infected and the origin stone natural disaster will have a chance to buy a little respite for the infected group.But if he wants to inherit this integrated legacy, the first thing his successors have to do is to get rid of the relationship and the Burning Demon...but they can't really get rid of it completely.

Whether others believe it or not is one thing, but at least the major international forces must be given a chance to pretend to be stupid.After all, even a muscle-brain warrior like Yanke can see the true identity of Shirtel through the simultaneous appearance of the mercenary Fire Giant King and the Burning Demon, as well as the inheritance between Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals and the Integration Movement.And on this land of Terra, there must be many more brains smarter than this swordsman.

In short, Persephone proved with a whole host of strange--it feels strange because someone can't hear at all--that she, Miss Shrter, was not yet able to rest, The tragic situation of having to work overtime as hard as Amiya.So Miss Toolman had no choice but to pull herself together and devote herself to the trivial work of finishing afterward.

And the content is not complicated, it is nothing more than cleaning a circle around Chernobog, destroying some terrain, and cleaning up the field army of the Ursus Group hiding in the nearby wasteland by the way—not counting Polsephone, Just relying on a certain tool, people really can't find out where these field troops are hiding.And after this link was completed, she appeared in different mobile cities with different identities, or mobilized Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals' forces to create some illusions of activities that imitated her other identities.

In short, it is very cumbersome. According to Persephone, Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals' biggest profit direction is to operate Chernoborg into a semi-independent city-state with similar specifications to the neighboring Longmen.This place will become a medical city for people infected with Terra, and in order to achieve this goal, Fox pretends to be a tiger and deliberately exposes the flaws of bluff. appropriate means.

If there was a Skip button, Miss Steele must have screwed it up.But the problem is that there is no, so she just needs to go in the left ear and go out in the right ear, and then do the task-she has been busy with this task for six or seven hours after the disaster cloud collapsed, and when Persephone finally did not send a new By the time she returned to Chernobog, it was dusk that was approaching night.

Dusk, she likes this color.

Watching the sunset, she often empties her mind and stares at the afterglow of the twilight in a trance—there seems to be footsteps and gaze betting behind her, which should feel familiar.And she looked back indifferently in a blank mind, and what caught her eyes was a familiar face.

Purple hair, fluffy tail, messenger clothes, Ruper's ears - the girl walking towards her was full of joy, her pretty face was flushed and she spoke hurriedly.The clenched fist was clenched in front of the chest and swayed slightly, looking quite emotional.

--What is she saying?Uh... who is she?

Shirtel, his head is empty.She didn't know what to do, she just instinctively showed a lazy and indifferent face, but with a little friendly smile on her face.While she was trying to organize her thoughts and get her brain to work, the girl in front of her seemed to be encouraged, and her words and actions became more excited.

"... Sylter... team... help... work hard..."

——It seems that you understand some words, team?I helped her team?what is that?I don't remember.Speaking of which, this guy seems to be called Provence... It seems that the tail is very comfortable to touch?

—but what is Provence?It seems to be a place name in France... lavender?I always feel something is wrong...Damn it, my brain is moving!

The pupils shrank, and the corners of the lips curled up slightly.A certain Miss Tool Man felt as if she had returned to a high-level math class. Although someone could be heard speaking, and each word felt very clear, the combination could not form an effective meaning at all.Her tired body and melancholy mind were tangled in neural networks, screaming out protests that only she could hear.

- Brain, don't want to move! ! !

She blinked her eyes, and nodded slightly as if she was dealing with a math teacher, pretending to understand the lesson.And this is like a signal, a sign that makes the girl in front of her more happy.

I seem to have done something extraordinary, something unreasonable.Maybe it would be a reasonable plan to wake up now and clear up the misunderstanding immediately.But……

——No but!Move me!

The line of sight is over.

Shirtel's eyes suddenly became sharp.Sounds can gather shape in the mind, and the colors are no longer blurred and lose their outlines.

Then--

Then she saw the Luper girl in front of her bowing to her.

"Understood, I will submit the corresponding application to Amiya. I look forward to getting along with you later, Miss Shirtle."

--Hey?

Shirtel blinked his eyes, looking confused and at a loss.

Then the Luper girl in front of her jumped up quickly like a frightened Carters, turned around, and ran away with brisk but hasty steps.

--etc!What did you just say?What the fuck did I just promise again?

Someone is anxious, and anxiety makes her cranky.She looked around and found that there was no one around her.Amiya and Yelena are both working hard in the office some distance away, and besides them, there are many clerks accompanying them.

So she asked in a low voice against the wall.

"Listen, Persephone!"

"I've always been here."—and then a drone with a walkie-talkie flew in from outside the window, hovering quietly beside her.

Very good, as expected of Persephone, very capable of making trouble.

"What did I just... Provence just say?"

"She thinks you are a senior worth learning from, and wants to join your team to strengthen her abilities."

"Squad?" Stel frowned. "Where did I come from the team, I have always been alone."

"Your organization in Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals must be elite operators. And all elite operators will have their own squad. Of course you can request an unmanned squad, but before you do so, other people apply to join your team It is also their own freedom."