Ark, after I died, the operators started to love me.

What exactly did the Doctor encounter on this trip?

Astro Blaster shrugged and said nothing, while Frostnova looked displeased because she had once again discovered that Mike was a jerk who seemed to enjoy it and had no intention of repenting.

If it were her, that scum would have been frozen into an ice sculpture long ago.

"There's a saying in Yan: 'It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change a person's nature.' We don't expect to see Mike change either. We don't want him to abandon the vast majority of people and grow old with just one of them. Even he himself wouldn't want to see that."

"why?"

Even after experiencing so many Frost Stars with the team, it's still hard to understand.

Greythroat said earnestly, "Because there are too many people. If one person is truly in love, two people will cause competition, and three people will cause even more trouble. But what if the number becomes thirty, sixty, or a hundred?"

Froststar clenched her fist and said coldly, "Then he's doomed."

"If you were in that situation, would you be willing to do that?"

From the perspective of the person involved, Froststar could only silently shake her head.

"So you're willing to play games with him like this?"

“He has already run away once. Once he does, he will do it again. Unless someone can find a way to completely control him, it would be best to coax him like a child.”

"This is indulgence, and excessive indulgence will turn him into a complete bastard."

"He's already a bastard, can he get any worse? I think since he's already at rock bottom, he can only go up no matter what."

105. Attack of the Mike

Frostnova isn't that optimistic; the operators' optimism makes them think the reality is too beautiful.

Tolerating such scum will only embolden him and make him even more brazen. We should stop his outrageous behavior at its source.

Froststar expressed her thoughts without hesitation, but all she received was Greythroat's helpless denial.

“Miss Yelena, as I said before, it would be unfair to most of the sisters if the Doctor were to make a decision now. Many of them don’t even know that the Doctor is still alive. Besides, doing so would only bring new trouble.”

The innocent white rabbit probably has no idea why the operators had to maintain such a fragile balance before the Doctor left Rhodes Island.

If someone confesses first, then someone else will try to steal him away, and the professor isn't a very determined person, so it's only a matter of time before he gets poached.

Nobody wants to see someone secretly loosening the soil behind their back. Besides, what's even more terrifying than loosening the soil is that someone might actually try to climb over the wall.

The painstaking confession, the anxious wait for the doctor's response, and even after the relationship is established, the patient still has to face countless hungry wolves eyeing the patient.

Doing these things is too tiring; it's better to do something sneaky and underhanded.

The saying goes, "The red flag at home stays flying high, while colorful flags flutter outside."

Even Greythroat had to admit that the people of Yan really had a lot of depth in their speech.

Perhaps operators from some countries don't care about such complicated and chaotic relationships, but operators with only pure love in their hearts regard it as deadly poison.

As for the little rabbit Amiya, who is caught in the middle and in a dilemma, everyone treats her like family, including the Doctor. Even if someone can sense Amiya's unusual nature, they will only try to take advantage of her relationship with the Doctor to make her suppress herself.

The Doctor has been dead for so long, and Amiya still doesn't know the truth. The little bunny has openly revealed her inner thoughts, and even Dr. Kal'tsit must be having a headache when facing Amiya.

Yelena was clearly unaware of the truth behind this, and she remarked, "Your relationship is really complicated. What if Father finds out on the ice plains..."

She didn't finish her sentence. The Patriots' formidable reputation was well-known to all the operators present, including Greythroat.

In fact, the Doctor had his share of wicked thoughts about Frostnova, but with Patriot standing behind him and the towering Wendigo wielding a halberd, it was best to put away any unrealistic fantasies if he didn't want to go against him.

A silence fell between them as they both looked at the closed door. Neither Greythroat nor Frostnova knew what Mike was up to in the room.

……

In Mike's room.

He was sitting at the table, writing rapidly in his notebook.

The icy environment is unreliable; some electronic devices will malfunction in low temperatures, making manual recording a necessity. Some Sami people even carve important information directly onto stone slabs.

Fortunately, there are many stones in the Sami Mountains, otherwise there might not be enough stone slabs.

"The Rhodes Island squad dispatched by Kal'tsit has arrived. I don't know if this is within Elchi's foresight, but I can only assume that everything is proceeding normally."

"There are many incomprehensible things on the Sami Icefield. For example, why does the ice and snow that cover this place all year round never melt in an environment with temperatures of only minus ten degrees Celsius? Why is there a Sarkaz wooden house hidden deep in the mountains where I wander around Anma?"

“These things are complicated. If I try to find the answers, I will only fall into their trap. Besides, I also have to be careful because the Sami gods don’t seem to be of one mind. The thoughts of the Sami will and the actions of Anma are pointing to two different paths.”

As Mike wrote this, he scribbled a name on the edge of the paper: Magellan.

“On this icy plain, Magellan is an exception. She is favored by Anma, and the will of Sami also has its sights on her. Rather than saying that Cyclopes and Demon Hunters are special products of the icy plain, it would be more accurate to say that their existence is preparation for Magellan’s adventure on the icy plain.”

"It's a pity that I can't fully utilize Magellan's role, because I myself am a variable. The Doctor from Rhodes Island shouldn't be here on the Icefield, but I still came. As for my old rival Kreson on the Icefield, I can despise him strategically and tactically, but I can't be so careless in actual combat."

Mike stopped writing and looked at the digital watch on his wrist.

Mike's human form during his adolescence is not well-suited to dealing with Kreeson, and his balanced form during his youth is slightly lacking in power. Mike's trump card is his Devil form.

He traded reason for immense power; he once nearly cleaved Cresson in two with a single strike. After countless years, Mike's strength declined significantly, no longer the extraordinary figure he once was. So he focused his energy on technique.

"The battle between me and Kreson can only last for a brief moment. If it comes to its senses and wanders around endlessly like its prefix, that is, it is definitely not good news for me."

As Mike thought this, he picked up the water glass beside him and was about to bring it to his lips when he suddenly realized something.

He shouted into the house, "Müllerse, stop hiding, I know where you are."

Unfortunately, there was no response.

"Are you really not coming out? If I find you, it won't be as simple as just a spanking."

Suddenly, the water glass in Mike's hand trembled, and the water in the glass transformed into a human figure, about the size of a thumb, which turned and ran away with short legs.

Mike almost laughed in anger when he saw this.

He was right after all. During the time he was hiding in the room, the operators must have been wondering what he was doing in there.

Muirse's Originium Arts allowed her to slip through the cracks in the room, so the water sprite, taking advantage of her proximity, chose this option without hesitation and even secretly hid in his water glass.

If Mike had drunk that water, it might have turned into a scene where Sun Wukong crawls into Princess Iron Fan's stomach, and a little while later it would have been "Doctor, open your mouth, I, Muirsey, am coming out."

Mike felt a chill run down his spine.

What the hell? Why would he even think of such a scene? It's absolutely outrageous!

The man turned his gaze to Muirsay, who was fleeing.

He reached out and easily grabbed the little man's clothes. The tiny water sprite swung its legs, but its strength was limited, and it could not break free from the man's two fingers.

"W-what do you want to do?"

Seeing Miu Miu's pitiful appearance, Mike suddenly had a wicked idea. He stared at the cute little girl and then opened his blood-red mouth.

106. You will lose to your sister.

How could this be?

Muirsey's mind went blank. Although her physical body was not here, her consciousness would return to it. She was now almost indistinguishable from her original self.

She had already shown herself, and the doctor had clearly recognized her as Muirsey, so why did he have to do something so cruel?

The little water sprite even forgot to resist, staring blankly at the ferocious-looking Mike, until the man stopped his feigned actions and looked at her with a half-smile, she realized that he had just been teasing her.

The elf was terrified; it thought it was about to be eaten.

In the relatively short life of the water sprite, this was definitely a thrilling and exciting experience, though the person involved didn't have a very pleasant experience.

Seeing the terrified little one, Mike laughed heartily, casually closed the laptop, put the water sprite back into the cup, and used the laptop lid to completely block her path.

"Tell me, what are you planning to do hiding in my room? Are you going to ambush me?"

"Ambush you? How could that be?"

Muirsey tried to get out of the glass, but she couldn't reach the notebook or push it away. Her little fist hit the inside of the glass, but it felt like hitting a stone, causing her pain but doing nothing else.

Actually, Mike didn't think that Miu Miu could do anything bad.

She can't even fill a cup, what else can she do?

Feeling inferior, Muirsey squatted down with Mike on her back, hugged her knees, and became withdrawn.

"If you don't say anything, I'll throw you in the trash."

what?

The little water sprite suddenly turned around, glaring angrily at the man, waving her little hands as if to say, "If you dare do that, I'll never talk to you again."

This little guy is such a drama queen! Mike chuckled twice, moved his laptop away, and had no interest in messing around with the little guy. If conditions allowed, he would immediately take the cup to the real Muirsey and threaten her.

MiuMiu, you don't want the other operators to know about this, do you?

Of course, Mike didn't want to think about the consequences of doing this.

Muirsey raised her little hand: "I'm just an avatar. Whatever you do to me has nothing to do with the real me."

"Are you trying to encourage me to do something? But you're too young to do anything."

Mike forced himself not to think about that scene; it was too cruel. He couldn't possibly use this little guy to wipe the table, could he?

"What do you want?"

"Let me guess, the original body sent you here so that I would keep you by my side, right?"

The little water sprite was stunned. This was indeed a secret message that the original body had whispered to her. How did this man know?

Seeing that the little water sprite remained silent, Mike could only sigh.

If he couldn't guess Muirsey's little schemes, would he still be a doctor at Rhodes Island?

"I'll give you two choices. First, you can return to your original body and let it follow me. I can't guarantee where it will take you, but at least I won't abandon you. Second, you can stay by my side, but your original body must go back. This is better for both of us."

The little water sprite clearly looked conflicted, perhaps because her little brain couldn't immediately give an answer.

Mike didn't press the issue, but simply said, "You can go back now and tell the main body what you've said. Perhaps the main body will understand what to do. Or are you planning to stay and actually do something?"

The doctor always keeps his word. The water sprite's clone looked at the man with a hint of fear. She was too small. If she were really used for something, it would be a very cruel memory. The original body probably wouldn't want to take her back.

As Mike put the little one down, she leaped off the table with her short legs, a height that was more than ten meters high for her. When she landed, she turned into a puddle of water, which quickly condensed into the shape of a little person and continued running towards the door.

Mike watched everything unfold and thought to himself that Muirsey's water clones were really useful. Maybe she used this method to operate multiple cores and obtain several degrees.

After all, Muirsay is too young.