"Andrea?"
A woman's voice came to Valentin's ears, with a needle-like light that pierced the dreamland of the border between life and death.
"Is there an operator with this name in our company?"
The voice sounded again.
He widened his eyes and stared blankly at the white horse and Andrea who disappeared like smoke in front of him, and his back felt cold.
At this moment, Valentin thought of many things and realized his situation.
It seems like... turning into a clown.
Andrea waved goodbye to him, with a sly smile on her lips, like a girl who saw a prank succeed.
It's hard to imagine that she, with such a cute expression, was a mad scientist who didn't care about human life a few years ago, and was the source of all the suffering that Valentine suffered.
In just half a breath, her body, the white horse, and half of the dead world behind her disappeared, and the wilderness in front of Valentine was once again full of life.
"Uh...yes."
After a brief silence, Valentine heard another voice.
Somewhat timid, androgynous, and relatively young, but the owner of the voice can be heard to be male.
He even subconsciously sketched an image of a weak and cute boy in his mind.
"But her name is Andrea Doria, and she's from the Logistics Department."
"Everyone likes to call her Ellie."
This man seemed to have thought of something happy, and started to go crazy after saying:
"Hey, Aili...it's so small and smells so good..."
Then Valentine heard a crisp slap and someone's wailing.
Well, if it sounds good, it’s a good start.
Valentine sighed and turned to look at the place where the sound came from.
What caught my eye were three operators wearing Rhode Island uniforms, one tall and two short. The short one on the left is similar to what Valentin thought. He is a young man with a slender figure and a delicate face. He is scratching his head and grinning. It looks like the slap is very painful.
The short operator on the right was wearing a mask and leaning against the tree. Valentine could only see his eyes. Their eyes met, and he raised his hand to say hello.
The tall operator in the middle is an acquaintance of Valentine.
A black-haired film girl with a hot body who still wears cool clothes even in early spring.
Brilliant.
Her chainsaw is also as huge as in the game's illustration. It is held in her hand, but it does not have an extended handle.
"Ah, you're awake."
Realizing the gaze that Valentine was giving him, Huang waved to him with a bright smile.
"How long...have you been here?"
After thinking about it again and again, Valentine still wanted to ask.
"Not long."
Huang's smile was contagious and full of sunshine, which made Valentine feel a lot better.
"When we found you, you were talking to yourself."
The boy who had just been slapped scratched his head and said.
"What I said at the time was...'Do you still remember your name?' or something like that."
Upon hearing this, Valentine stiffened and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
In other words, these three people stood here watching me go crazy for several minutes?
"When I saw that you were only half a body, I was anxious to help you with your treatment."
The young man smiled shyly.
"But Sister Huang said I can't wake you up rashly for fear of something happening."
"I saw that you were still alive and kicking with only half of your body, so I didn't care and went to find another person."
"As it turns out, the Ghost Shark operator has long since disappeared."
Huang took over the conversation and explained to Valentine.
"So we came back, and it didn't take long."
Is it.
Valentine lowered his eyes.
This was half true and half false, and he knew it very well. But it was a white lie to avoid embarrassing myself.
"If there's no problem, let's go back."
Huang took out a pen from his pocket and threw it towards Valentine.
"The ore disease inhibitor is for emergency use. I will give you a comprehensive examination after returning to Rhode Island."
Valentin took off the cap of the pen and discovered that it was an injection needle.
He told Ye Yan about this inspiration not long ago, and now Rhode Island can produce the finished product. It is worthy of being an excellent "medical company".
Looking at the witch cat head sticker on the syringe casing, Valentine smiled, pointed the tip of the needle at the vein on his wrist and pricked it.
When the medicine enters the body, it only makes people feel cool. Valentine exhaled a breath of thick air and twisted his arms. He felt his body was numb and a little itchy.
After a high-intensity battle, the infection level of ore patients will become much worse, even approaching the critical point of death.
However, this infection is only temporary and can be suppressed back to its original state with drugs, provided that the drug is injected within two hours, otherwise the temporary infection will slowly turn into a real infection.
In this regard, the injection needle is an epoch-making invention.
The polymer shell is sturdier than glass containers, and the shelf life of the medicine is also longer. The amount of one injection can be adjusted with a knob, making it easy to carry.
If this thing were to be patented...
I don’t know how much money I can make in Rhode Island... No, it’s Ye Yan.
She'll probably be the first witch cat to sleep on a pile of gold coins.
Valentine sat on the all-terrain vehicle, his thoughts drifting away. He wasn't thinking about whether he would go to Agor for revenge or look for ghost sharks in the future, because this was the future that was destined to happen.
———————After a while————————
"Oh, my dear little Xixi."
The shadow came out of nowhere and stood next to Kelsey with his voice in his throat.
"I have good news, bad news and very bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
"good news."
Kelsey didn't even look at her, her focus was entirely on the document in her hand.
"The Valentine you've been following is back."
"He was injected with ore disease inhibitors in time, and the infection level only increased by a few tenths of a percent, which is almost negligible."
"My mental state is also stable and I only need a nap to return to work."
"Um."
Kelsey responded and drank the remaining coffee in the cup.
"The bad news is that the ghost shark has not been found."
Shadow helped her refill it with great discernment.
"Um."
Kelsey's reaction was still cold.
"Noah ran away."
…
In a daze, Shadow heard the roar of a wild beast. She backed away slowly, her spirits high and she was always ready to jump out of the window and run away.
"Expand and tell me."
Kelsey finally calmed down.
She put down the file and looked at the shivering little girl standing by the window.
"Well, it starts with Noah's meeting with the ghost shark this morning..."
Because the time was too short, Shadow only made a rough investigation, but she had already made several inferences and told them all.
From her narration, Kelsey understood the general idea.
Noah should have awakened some of her memories long ago, but she disguised herself well and no one noticed anything unusual. She had noticed the presence behind the ghost shark during several previous meetings, but did not communicate with it just to be on the safe side.
After the return of the puppet, Noah had a way to escape, and the prison robbery incident of the Integration Movement gave her a chance. So Noah found the ghost shark while no one was paying attention, and briefly communicated with the existence through some means, and then left Rhode Island with the help of the puppet.
"...This kid is really talented at disguise. I didn't even recognize at first glance that it was not Noah but him sitting there."
Shadow felt a little emotional.
"Do you know where Noah went?"
"have no idea."
Shadow pouted.
"The puppet didn't say anything. Ordinary methods are useless against him. It's not easy for me to torture him."
"I'll come over and let you know first."
"But judging from the performance of the ghost shark..."
"She's probably gone to Argore."
