Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

It wasn't until that moment that Yelena realized the truth.

God exists, but He has never shown any kindness. Believers who think that faith can save them are just using this method to comfort themselves and indulging in wishful thinking.

No one can save them.

No one will pity the infected—not those damned overseers, not Ursus, not even God.

This world is just so messed up.

In a world ravaged by war, all she could recall was the figure of the one who had caused it all, standing tall amidst the pillar of light.

Golden wings flashed with countless arcs of electricity, and golden eyes were utterly indifferent.

The overly dazzling display is simply the greatest mockery of human "ignorance".

Although she couldn't see clearly, Yelena still etched this moment into her mind.

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"Ugh... another dream...?"

Yelena, startled awake from her dream, slowly sat up and realized that her surroundings had changed; this was no longer the house she had been in.

People who lack a sense of security are always highly sensitive to their environment, and Yelena quickly realized that she had been moved.

"You've frozen the old house; it's uninhabitable now."

A somewhat cold voice came from beside me.

She's still that woman who seems rather aloof and unapproachable.

It claims to be sodium chloride.

He was the girl's savior. Perhaps the elf thought this person could save her and brought her here in a miracle. Sodium chloride gave her food, although she didn't quite understand how such a slender body had picked her up and brought her here.

However, it cannot be denied that the girl in front of her was probably the last person she would ever meet in this world.

Even though she was not familiar with the identity of sodium chloride.

Yelena seemed to be struggling internally because of the dream she had just had.

However, when the girl tries to look up, she habitually lowers her head out of fear.

No infected person would dare to look directly at the overseers; that would be tantamount to courting death. Looking at the overseers is a provocation for anyone.

Or rather, these people are not allowed to raise their heads; they are only allowed to keep their heads down and work.

Sodium chloride's gaze roamed over the girl's body.

Now I'm re-evaluating the girl in front of me.

It must be said that the girl suffered inhuman abuse, which is evident from her dry hair and the obvious scar on her nose.

Malnutrition had made her extremely thin; it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

There are also old scars on the body, but they haven't been treated systematically, plus these... crystals that have grown out of the body.

All of this illustrates how terrible the girl's previous environment was.

It also greatly stimulates a person's protective instincts.

There are also mental health issues. The environment can influence a person's personality and thoughts. If a person is naturally human in a world surrounded by other people, then in a world full of evil spirits, a person will no longer be human, but a ghost.

Whether they are evil spirits or hungry ghosts, they are all inhuman beings that have been distorted and alienated.

It seems that this is also a world filled with tragedy.

Of course, sodium chloride felt no sympathy whatsoever; she had long since lost that kind of emotion, and might feel some so-called pity if she saw it once or twice.

But after seeing it so many times, it's like a butcher slaughtering a pig; you've become numb to it.

To achieve what he did, winning from 20 points to 878 million points, the most basic thing is to abandon human conscience and compassion.

Those things do interfere with normal business operations. If we're talking about showing pity, there are too many people like that. We might as well just get killed by the protagonist. People's compassion is always limited.

However, sodium chloride has now encountered a problem, which is that it was originally perfectly fine to be so merciless, and even went smoothly.

But what's needed now is to act, to put on a show of pity so that the girl believes in him, and then completely trusts him. The deeper the love, the more painful it will be when the knife is plunged in.

It takes real skill for someone who has no emotions to act out genuine feelings.

Sodium chloride is not a true actor, or rather, it doesn't have enough acting talent.

However, sodium chloride is an extremely patient person who will stop at nothing to achieve her goals. Since she lacks talent, she should strive to become a method person.

If you use the right methods, everything will go smoothly.

Just like her life, as long as everything is carried out according to plan, everything will run normally like a train on a track, and her victory will only be a matter of time.

Thinking this, the girl slowly squatted down next to the sofa, trying her best to look at the girl curled up on the sofa at eye level.

This is the first step in the method: the primary goal of gaining trust is to make yourself appear approachable.

"We didn't have much time before, so let's get to know each other better."

The silver-haired girl gently placed her hands on Yelena's shoulders, looking very careful, as if she were handling a fragile artifact.

Even though her face remained cold.

"My name is Sodium Chloride, and I'm not a bad person..."

—But he's not a good person either…”

"Ugh?!"

The woman's startling words made the girl tremble, but she didn't have the courage to break free from the sodium chloride's grasp; she merely lowered her head even further.

"Because bad people never admit they are bad, but I am an exception."

"..."

Strange auntie.

In Yelena's mind, she had already labeled the girl in front of her as a strange aunt.

But sodium chloride didn't take it seriously; this was part of her strategy.

Only through contrast can the true emotions of a character be brought to light. The image of a gentle and caring older sister who runs a noodle stall requires a contrast from the start.

A seemingly clumsy contrast.

Clumsiness, however, should be reflected in communication.

"I'm not good at dealing with people, nor am I good at smiling."

"It's okay if you look up at me. No one will bully or hit you here anymore."

The girl placed one hand on Yelena's head and slowly pushed it back, making the girl raise her head and look directly at her face.

Feeling the warmth of sodium chloride in her hands, Yelena's eyes slowly regained a glimmer of light.

That was a glimmer of hope, a faint glimmer of chance.

Great, the first step is already working.

Therefore, the way goodwill is expressed is a crucial factor.

And a smile is always full of goodwill.

But this is also a challenge, because sodium chloride makes people forget what a kind smile looks like.

But this didn't stump her; after all, clumsiness can be a form of protection.

As she spoke, seemingly realizing that it wasn't good for her to always have a cold face, Yelena noticed the strange aunt in front of her pressing two fingers to the corners of her mouth and then slightly lifting them upwards.

It was a somewhat comical smile.

Or rather, it's like someone who can't smile is clumsily trying to show kindness to outsiders.

With a "pfft," Yelena's laughter couldn't be muffled by her own little hand.

"It's okay. I told you, no one will bully you here anymore, and no one will in the future."

"You can call me 'sister,' how could a sister deceive her own younger sister..."

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Section 8, Chapter 8: [Isn't it common sense that doctors can fight?]

These days, Yelena keeps feeling like she's seen some sneaky figures in the nearby forest.

According to the previous statement by sodium chloride, it was probably a pack of wolves that came to scout the area. After all, there is little prey in winter, and if hunters can't catch prey, wolves will naturally have difficulty finding prey to eat. It is not hard to understand why they would attract the attention of people in a village that appears to be deserted at this time.

"So... Yelena is a given name, and doesn't have a surname?"

Based on Yelena's previous explanation and her own recollection of the way Russian names are arranged.

A person from Ursus typically has their own first name, their father's first name, and their last name.

But Yelena is just called Yelena, without any further suffixes.

"My parents were already gone before I could remember anything."

In the snow, two figures, one tall and one short, trudged deeper into the forest, their steps uneven.

"Feel sorry."

Sodium chloride still had that same expressionless face, Yelena had secretly counted, and she could count the number of times this girl's expressions changed in a day on one hand.

"I'm fine, because I have absolutely no memory of it; I can't even recall the specific appearances..."

To outsiders, both of them would seem like eccentrics. Although sodium chloride was wearing a coat to keep warm, it seemed to be more for decoration than practical use, and didn't look like the kind of coat that could protect people from freezing to death in such an environment. In reality, sodium chloride was completely immune to the cold.

How could the Herrscher of the Void be afraid of the cold?

Yelena wasn't even wearing a coat; she was only wearing two slightly oversized shirts and an orange and white hoodie.

It doesn't look warm at all, but Yelena isn't afraid of the cold at all, or rather, the temperature around her is lower than the temperature of winter, which is all controlled.

As for the clothes, they were clearly made of sodium chloride.

This world is home to supernatural abilities called Originium Arts. However, unlike other worldviews, using this power in this tragic world comes at a price.

Or rather, everything has a price secretly marked by fate.

The more Originium Arts are used, the higher the Originium infection rate becomes. When the infection rate reaches a certain threshold, the person will be completely crystallized into Originium or explode.

Those infected do not have citizenship in Ursus.

Like grass, anyone can step on it.

In this way, infected individuals are also concentrated in mines to perform high-intensity, dangerous labor that is akin to recycling waste, in order to produce Originium resources for Ursus.

He really has a good head for business. Although slavery is the least efficient system, Ursus thinks it's appropriate.

The population has become increasingly segmented.

People are divided into different classes, and even the worst of the worst will always find someone worse off than themselves.

Even the poorest farmers, after seeing the infected who can even oppress them, will feel that they are doing pretty well, at least they can eat and have a place to live.

Those infected are slaves, or even worse than slaves, because they are like rats in the street.

Internally, it used an iron fist to suppress dissent; externally, it actively expanded—just like Tsarist Russia in history.

"The wind has weakened; you still need to keep working on it."

This was a training session to improve Yelena's control over her abilities.

Each time they travel through time, they gain some basic knowledge about the world.

For example, information related to Originium Arts.

Otherwise, the work will be very difficult to carry out.

Bringing a girl out allows you to try suppressing and controlling your own abilities while talking to her, multitasking and hunting at the same time.

Communication and interaction are also ways to enhance relationships.

So, do doctors also use firearms?