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But to judge a person's mood, you can also rely on their tone of voice—and their breathing.

"Employee loyalty? I think you're pretty good at it. You've only been in charge for about ten days, and you already know how to keep your subordinates satisfied." Thomas also commented on the Doctor's treatment of other operators.

This reminded him of his former boss, who was also quite skilled in this area.

At least most of those who joined Frieza's Legion felt that they found meaning in their existence as warriors and the treatment that "strong" people should receive.

Almost everyone who joins the Legion can obtain wealth that pales in comparison to what they would have gained on their home planet, whether it be a regularly distributed salary or rewards allocated based on merit, such as an entire bountiful planet.

As long as you are worth treating, the latest treatment devices can regenerate you from pieces of flesh back to a fully recovered body.

In terms of power, even if you are only at the very bottom of the legion, on other planets you are a person of high status who even kings would have to give way to.

Even if you are a strong person who doesn't care about wealth and power and only pursues strength.

Join us, and as long as you survive, you'll face an endless battle.

"No, I'm not thinking about how to manage 'subordinates'." But the Doctor denied the word Thomas had used in his original statement and continued, "I'm just trying my best to help each operator find their own value and be willing to recognize themselves, rather than me recognizing them."

"Is that why you feel so much pressure when you direct them to do risky things?"

Thomas also brought up the things the doctor had complained about earlier without any hesitation.

"To manipulate others without regard for sacrifice in pursuit of a goal..." The Doctor touched his head through his hood and said in a calm tone, "How could I possibly do something like treating others as pawns?"

“But others can do it. They use a sense of satisfaction or something else to manipulate their people, then make them die for their own purposes.” Tomat counted on his fingers, silently calculating how many similar organizations he had encountered. “Like… that Reunion Movement?”

"So the Reunion Movement perished."

News of Chernobog had already spread throughout Rhodes Island, causing some ripples in every corner.

But at least the doctor seemed very calm, even pleased to see this happen.

His calm tone suggested that this was the inevitable outcome of the Reunion Movement.

"Doctor, these two events are not causally related. Those guys died suddenly due to karmic retribution, and their place was destroyed by the outside world. Perhaps they would perish sooner or later, but—"

Thomas swallowed the rest of his sentence, "without my help," and then changed his words:

"But if it weren't for this incident, they would probably have been able to exist for much longer. In that case, you would still have to fight against them, just like those three thousand thugs from Lungmen."

Perhaps in a world without Tomat's intervention, Ace wouldn't have been so lucky to survive in Chernobyl.

The battle at Lungmen may also come with even greater sacrifices.

The Reunion Movement remains entrenched in the ruins of Chernobog, constantly plotting its next scheme.

In such a situation, would there be any powerful force that would make them pay the price for their actions?

We reached the corner of the corridor, and chatting as we walked made the journey pass by exceptionally quickly.

They could already smell the delicious aroma wafting from the cafeteria.

“I know.” The doctor slowed his pace slightly, indicating that he was not naively convinced that evil deeds would necessarily bring retribution. “I also understand that doing such things to achieve a goal might indeed lead to faster results.”

"There's no need to worry about any retribution; you just need to weigh the pros and cons."

"And if cause and effect truly exist, what sins did this land commit to become what it is now?"

"Therefore, I do not believe in God or retribution."

The doctor revealed his attitude to Thomas.

"Then what do you believe in?"

With a hint of interest, Thomas asked the rational-minded doctor before him.

“I believe in everyone on Rhodes Island,” the Doctor said with unwavering conviction. “And I want to be believed in by them.”

“You’ve only known each other for less than half a month, and you can’t even remember all their names.” Tomat found this trust and hope rather unrealistic. “Besides, even without your trust in them, how can they trust you, or rather, ‘trust Rhodes Island’?”

The PhD student said he didn't believe in karma.

Therefore, the act of using others as pawns to achieve one's goals will not become a moral constraint for him.

But he still refused to do so.

It is easier said than done to use so-called "justice" to fight against "injustice" that uses any means necessary.

If a commander cannot win battles and makes decisions that cannot be implemented, no matter how just he is, he cannot gain enough trust and followers.

Furthermore, throughout the conversation, Thomas consistently excluded the condition that "he is also a member of Rhodes Island".

He didn't want to hear the doctor answer him with "Don't I still have you?"

This only shows that the Doctor's awareness is not as good as Amiya's.

Tomat's strength, once demonstrated, is indeed convincing enough.

Because of his presence on Rhodes Island, people have confidence in Rhodes Island.

Because he is an operator under the Doctor, he trusts the Doctor a lot.

But this is just relying on Tomat, and Tomat doesn't want to be the one being relied on.

What the Doctor needs is the operators' trust in him, not the operators' trust in Thomas.

It will always be Rhodes Island that leads them to change Terra.

What's the point of trusting Matt?

Does he have to change Terra?

He himself was tired of the idea of ​​"change," even things that could be changed easily.

"Is that even a question?"

Faced with Tomat's question, the doctor answered without hesitation, speaking as if it were a matter of course.

"If the conditions are unfavorable, why not become stronger? I need to develop better command skills so that everyone can recognize my abilities, whether it's the operators, Kal'tsit, Amiya... or you."

The doctor seemed to understand why Thomas kept saying "they" instead of "we".

Therefore, he also revealed that his goal was to gain recognition from others and thus provide strength.

"The road has been chosen; all that's left is to keep moving forward."

Seeing the somewhat impassioned expression on the doctor's face, Thomas was satisfied with his answer, which seemed a bit idealistic but was better than directly pinning his hopes on him or "exploiting" him. He continued, "..."

"So, approximately how far did you walk?"

The doctor stopped and said somewhat awkwardly:

"You pushed me to take my first step in Kal'tsit's office..."

[Main Text] Rhodes Island Stroll Guide: Chapter 53 A1 Group's Secret Nutritional Meal

"and many more!!"

When the doctor was less than a few meters away from the second public canteen, which Tomat frequented most, he suddenly stopped.

He stretched out his arm, blocking Tomat's path, and spoke in a serious tone, as if facing a formidable enemy, enunciating each word clearly:

"No, let's eat at a different cafeteria today."

"Why? We're already at the entrance, why is the cafeteria closing so early today?"

Thomas stopped before breaking the doctor's hand that was blocking his way. He looked at the cafeteria not far away and seemed to realize that he didn't see any of the usual operators or patients coming and going today.

"Or are you going back on your word and treating me to dinner? Don't be like the messenger. Every time I help him unload goods, he says he'll treat me to dinner, and then he disappears after get off work. Now, he's gone straight back to his hometown."

"I'm not backing out. Look for yourself, what's hanging in front of the cafeteria?"

The doctor pointed in a direction to a small handwritten tablet hanging on the front door, something that wouldn't normally be seen at the door.

Generally, some shops will hang a sign in front of their door to indicate whether they are open or closed, but there is no need to do so in the cafeteria of Rhodes Island.

Thomas carefully examined what was written on it, which threw the doctor, who had just been determined to impress everyone, into a state of complete disarray.

[New nutritional meal sample available for tasting!]

—Dr. Furong, who loves you all the most.

The day has finally come.

Although the doctor had only been there for less than half a month, he had already learned that there was a "Judgment Day" at least once a month on the Rhodes Island.

That was a nutritional meal tasting event held by a certain medical operator.

This might sound a bit exaggerated, after all, it's just a taste test, how can you treat eating as a judgment?

Even so-called nutritious meals, in the eyes of most people, no matter how unpalatable they are, are just plain whole grains under the guise of health, or ordinary food without additives or seasonings. They would never become a double torment to their mind and body.

It should be so.

But when the Doctor first ate the nutritious meal that the operator had provided for his health, he understood why Amiya turned her head away with a look of sympathy, not wanting to see the Doctor's next reaction.

If the doctor were to recall what those foods tasted like...

He will definitely use selective amnesia to end the conversation as a form of self-protection.

Meanwhile, the strange experiences he had repeatedly had with the medical operators made the Doctor feel that the medical team was the department with the most eccentric people on Rhodes Island.

For example, there was the medical director who was inexplicably targeting him, the field doctor who looked serene after receiving treatment, and the nutrition expert whose expression was subtle after eating a nutritious meal.

"I think it's alright. There are fresh vegetables, fruits, eggs, and dairy products. You're reacting so strongly because you've never eaten anything truly awful before."

This time, it was Thomas's turn to grab the doctor's wrist and drag him to the cafeteria.

"We agreed to prove our strength to everyone, so shall we start from here?"

Thomas continued, completely ignoring the doctor's resistance, which involved using both hands and feet.

That handwritten tablet with its cute handwriting, hanging in front of the door on Rhodes Island, serves as a warning that unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter.

Because of this warning, the fact that there was no one around meant that no matter how the doctor struggled or shouted, it would be meaningless. His predicament, like that of a chick being held in someone's hand, would go unseen by anyone.

"There are many ways to prove yourself strong, but self-harm is not one of them!"

“Coincidentally, in our culture, self-harm may not prove strength, but it can make you stronger.” Thomas slowly dragged the doctor toward the cafeteria door, which he saw as a gateway to hell.

"Hehehe, Doctor, enjoy your nutritious meal."

Amiya! Help me!

Thomas pushed open the familiar cafeteria door and dragged the Doctor inside as well.