Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

The safe house was originally the stronghold of the local gang, but after a woman from Yan country drove them all away with her bare fists, it became her temporary residence.

After all, those who are always out there shouting and fighting need a place to rest.

So, Fu Hua stayed here temporarily, occasionally going out to pick up a stick and beat up gang members who wanted to make a comeback, sending them to the hospital for more than half a year.

Early in the morning, Fu Hua, who was watching the local news, heard a somewhat childish voice beside her.

The silver-haired girl woke up from her makeshift bed on the floor. The first thing she did upon opening her eyes was to reach for the notebook in her pocket.

I flipped through the records inside.

Like a toddler learning to speak, it was reciting the words on it.

That was her "memory".

A girl who erases most of her memory after waking up has to rely on her notebook to remember what happened yesterday and before to recall what happened.

For example, the young, unfamiliar woman in front of me.

The girl had some memory of that woman, but it was quite vague. She always felt that the woman had a familiar scent, but she couldn't recall it.

This painful feeling made the girl flip through her notebook, desperately wanting to know the answer.

Thankfully, all the records are still there.

On the seventy-fifth day, the name "Fu Hua" was displayed, revealing the woman's name.

It's my own...

master?

The girl didn't quite understand what her master's record meant.

Below that, there was a line that didn't look like something written in one's own notebook.

A teacher for a day is a father for life.

"Master, literally, you're in charge temporarily. Do you remember what happened yesterday?"

The woman walked over, sat down next to the girl, took the notebook, held the pages between her index fingers, and showed the cover to the girl.

On the cover, a line of text served as a reminder to the girl.

----rosemary.

"Yesterday...yesterday...yesterday we...arrived here."

The girl spoke haltingly, recalling the events as she frowned, as if recalling them was a rather painful thing.

This feeling of being able to see the edge of memory but not be able to touch it is quite painful.

"Yesterday, I said I would teach you how to control your power."

Fu Hua interrupted the girl's thoughts and picked up the aluminum can next to her.

It's a specialty of Colombia, a kind of soda, somewhat similar to the carbonated drinks Fu Hua encountered in her previous world.

The taste is somewhat similar, but there are still some differences.

As she spoke, the girl picked up another crushed aluminum can from the empty trash can.

It was a metal ball that had been completely squeezed, squeezed into a size smaller than the palm of your hand by some unknown external force!

The fact that metal can be compressed to this extent demonstrates just how powerful the force released by the pressure applied is.

The girl's astonished gaze was unaware that the person who unleashed this extraordinary force was actually herself.

"Looks like you've forgotten that you did this yourself, Rosemary."

"Ugh?"

"Think back to what you did yesterday."

The girl quickly searched through every nook and cranny of the notebook and finally found the record on that topic.

"Imagine... reaching out your hand?"

"Yes, stretch out your hand, imagine stretching out your mind, and then crush this can."

Fu Hua placed the new can in front of the girl and then looked at it quietly.

Indeed, although rosemary is prone to memory loss, with repeated training and practice, although the brain will eventually clear the memory of these things, the muscles can retain the memory.

The human body is a wondrous thing. The brain is not the only organ of memory; muscles can also form memories. Just like a professionally trained assassin who becomes an amnesiac can still rely on muscle reflexes to make a faster counterattack than a normal person in dangerous situations.

Even if he doesn't remember these things at all.

Organs also have memories, which is why people who have had organ transplants often experience drastic personality changes.

Therefore, with repeated training, the muscle memory formed by rosemary can make up for her little brain that can't remember anything.

The girl reached out her hand and closed her eyes.

Soon, a sound of metal twisting suddenly rang out!

Yes, that can is visibly shrinking and collapsing!

There was no visible external force affecting the object; an invisible hand was kneading the can, pinching it, gripping it tightly, and applying force.

With a metallic clang, the object was quickly molded into a metal ball.

This time, the grip was even stronger than before, and beads of sweat appeared on the girl's forehead.

This is very physically demanding, but she obtained this strange power at a huge cost.

No one knows whether this is a blessing or a curse.

The girl may have another means of self-protection. Developing and utilizing such power can help her avoid more dangers, and justice will not stand up for her.

Justice needs to be upheld and upheld at all times and in all places.

That's exactly the kind of strength that girls need.

However, far too many things have been sacrificed for this power.

Rosemary's memories, her family, her past and future, were all changed by this power.

Is this too heavy a price to pay?

Even Fu Hua couldn't be certain, but she knew that this behavior was wrong.

Turning others into victims of one's own desires.

This damn experiment must stop!

Of course, this trip to Colombia was not without its rewards.

Besides meeting the somewhat adorable little girl, Film, Fu Hua also found a list of unfinished experimental projects in a laboratory she had destroyed.

That was an investigation into a new type of energy.

It appears that an expedition has found traces of a new energy source, and this energy seems to have some kind of radiation with unknown consequences.

However, it is exceptionally powerful and hundreds of times more efficient than Originium energy. If such energy could be utilized, it would be enough to give the Colombian military a more powerful weapon, break the energy blockade, and form a monopoly over all of Terra.

The source of this energy is currently unknown, but calculations show that the same amount of new energy would only require one percent of the original Originium energy to power a mobile city for a year.

It was a true innovation, a discovery that spanned centuries.

However, the radiation from this substance appears to have serious and unpredictable consequences, and it was discovered in Ursus.

The report also included numerous photos, many of which were secretly taken at a collapsed and destroyed mine in Ursus.

This energy was discovered in the ore of the ruins. When it was discovered, it was already a residual energy source, and only a small amount was collected, so no one knows where it came from.

Some suspect it's due to the emergence of the "purple trend".

An investigation revealed that some villagers in Ursus reported an explosion several months before the discovery of this energy source, and that someone had seen "a purple meteor" streak across the sky and fly towards the mine; some even collected photos from that time.

The photo is blurry and in black and white.

However, Fu Hua frowned.

Because of these descriptions, and the unidentified pillar of light rising from the epicenter of the explosion...

Why does it feel so...familiar?

Chapter 300 [Treasure]

"Where exactly is this...?"

Grani felt as if his tongue was about to freeze from the low temperature.

Where exactly is this place? Even Chlor has never set foot here before.

The rock layers have disappeared, and what has appeared here is... ice.

Yes, the biting cold wind rushed in through the narrow passage, and all around was frozen ground covered with ice.

I don't know how long we walked, but we had already gone deep into the mountain, and there was ice everywhere. It was a dormant volcano, but the inside was full of ice.

It was as if it had been frozen for a thousand years.

The permafrost here has been there for many years.

She knocked on the wall; it was quite hard, like the permafrost that had remained frozen for thousands of years in the Ursus Wasteland. However, Grani wasn't a geologist, so he couldn't tell the age of the permafrost. He simply followed the silver-haired woman deeper into the area.

A cold wind blew by, and the temperature inside the deep space grew colder as one went deeper, and the passage seemed quite far away.

I don't know how long I walked, maybe a kilometer? Two kilometers?

Because there are no landmarks in this kind of place, it's hard to tell how far you've gone.

The group walked in the darkness for an unknown amount of time. Grani's conscious vigilance had turned into mechanical following of the person in front of him. The gloomy atmosphere and darkness made them feel a little creeped out.

If this continues, people will go crazy.

After all, humans are naturally drawn to light and are not nocturnal creatures. Living in complete darkness, like a headless fly, and wandering along a passageway, it's hard to say that they won't develop mental problems first.

"Ugh, why did you stop..."

Grani walked forward mechanically, then bumped into the lower back of the woman named Antalya.

The woman actually stopped.

Just as the girl was about to ask why the other person had suddenly stopped without saying a word, she witnessed a shocking scene.

Standing beside Antalya with Chlor, what they saw... was a gaping maw of a monstrous abyss.

Dark, deep, and bottomless.

The pebbles underfoot were kicked down, hitting the cliff wall several times with intermittent echoes before disappearing into the darkness.

You can't hear the sound of the pebble hitting the ground or anything else.

A constant stream of cold wind blew from the enormous opening that could generate airflow.

This opening might be big enough to fit an entire landship.

Above the abyss, an old elevator hangs suspended in mid-air. In front of the huge circular opening, the elevator is as insignificant as a piece of meat hanging from the monster's mouth, even incredibly small.

People with megalophobia would probably faint on the spot if they saw this hole.

Compared to people, and compared to this elevator, people are so insignificant in front of this opening.

Is this what the inside of the mountain looks like?

"Let's go, maybe the treasure is down there."

Antalya seemed completely unafraid of these things, or rather, she didn't know what fear was. She took the lead and stepped onto the rusty old elevator, without any concern that it might fall into the abyss due to its age.

Korol hesitated for a moment, but seeing Grani also go up, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand on it as well.

She dared not look down at all, but Lore felt her legs trembling uncontrollably.

As the Originium batteries, which had been stored for countless years and still had a considerable amount of residue remaining, drove the motor to continuously engage the steel cables, the elevator creaked and groaned as it slowly descended into the abyss.

The darkness was like solidified liquid, swallowing the light from the flashlights and not even penetrating a distance of several meters. If it weren't for the sound of the metal cables twisting, no one could be sure whether they were going down or up.

There are absolutely no reference points to rely on.

A tremor ran beneath my feet, and the sound of steel cables being pulled echoed in the darkness.

Pushing open the small metal door, Grani found himself stepping onto the ice.

That's completely untenable!

Grani came to a stop after being propelled forward a distance by inertia.