Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

It is reasonable and the source can be found no matter where you look for it.

It was as if it had been specially prepared, since in this world, it's normal to have even the slightest doubt about one's identity.

But to have none at all is actually abnormal.

In this chaotic era, it's truly a miracle that one's identity information is so complete.

"Moreover, as a doctor, she stays indoors all year round, and no one has ever seen her accept patients' treatment requests. As a doctor who doesn't treat patients, what's the difference between her and a missionary who doesn't preach?"

Thinking about this, Lin Yuxia felt even more that the Rat King's daughter was unreasonable.

"He reeks of a charlatan; he doesn't seem like a reliable person at all."

Upon hearing this, the Rat King chuckled.

"Yuxia, you're still too young. You didn't see through that woman's tricks."

The man poured a little boiling water from the kettle into the cup, smelled the aroma of the tea leaves, and then continued speaking.

"It is incomplete to judge a person based solely on the information collected; there are many other aspects that need to be considered."

The man held up two fingers and pointed to his eyes.

"That woman's eyes."

"Eye?"

Lin Yuxia was puzzled.

"That's based on experience. I've seen that woman once, though it was just a chance encounter. But my old bones aren't so badly blind that I can't remember things or see things clearly."

Suddenly, the man's tone changed. Although his voice was still old, it contained an undeniable power.

At this moment, the Rat King truly resembled the master in the shadows of the Dragon Gate, rather than an old man taking a stroll in the middle of the night.

"Those eyes, that woman's eyes, I seemed to see a god walking among mortals... or perhaps..."

She had come to regard herself as a god.

"Without sorrow or joy, without blood or tears, looking down on everything, not caring about anything, not concerned about anything, normal people don't have such eyes."

"Do you consider yourself a god?"

The topic got more and more outrageous, after all, Lin Yuxia had never met anyone who received such high praise from her father.

Of course, this "high" refers to being highly praised, not that the person is actually a good person.

"This is an ancient legend; you've probably heard it before, those so-called..."

"People of God."

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The clinic in the early morning.

While watching the news, Sodium Chloride's leisure was suddenly disturbed by a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Didn't they put up a "Closed" sign today?

When they opened the door, they found an old man standing outside.

The old man suddenly remembered something the moment he saw sodium chloride.

Dr. Ina?

The old man's eyesight was still quite good; he wouldn't forget someone he had seen a few days ago so quickly.

Isn't the woman in front of me the same female doctor who came to my house that day?!

A woman named Ina.

However, back then, her hair wasn't silver-white like it is now.

what happened?

The old man did not utter the name, but after gazing at it for a moment, he tentatively asked.

"Hello, haven't I seen you somewhere before?"

Sodium chloride naturally recognized the old man in front of it.

The person in charge of the Swire Group, what's his name again?

I've forgotten. He was just a minor character; forgetting him is forgetting him.

No, you've mistaken me for someone else.

After saying that, he prepared to close the door.

However, the old man acted first, blocking the closing door.

"I have a request to make."

"what?"

Although Sodium Chloride didn't have any particular thoughts about the other person's identity, and they had met before, she didn't want this guy to cause any trouble.

After all, this type of person is a collection of troubles.

But the other party seemed determined to see him.

Did you find your way here because of Swire?

Simply refusing will only arouse more suspicion.

Although this was enough to raise suspicion, sodium chloride was still confident that it could shut the other party up and make them pretend they didn't know.

"Come in."

Here, she is just an ordinary psychiatrist who enjoys a peaceful life. Although she is off duty today, she has no reason to refuse patients without cause.

The woman in front of me was relatively easy to talk to.

He still had that indifferent and aloof demeanor.

He would never admit his mistake; even a change in hair color wouldn't alter his overall demeanor.

However, the old man did not reveal the truth.

At this point, there's no need to spell it out.

He was a smart man and could tell that the doctor in front of him seemed somewhat wary of that thin veil of secrecy.

It's good that there's some apprehension; it means there's room for discussion.

Stepping inside, you find yourself in a fairly spacious area, quite different from the narrow alleyways outside.

The clinic is located further inside from the open courtyard.

The furnishings in the courtyard were also quite...strange.

There was practically nothing in the courtyard except for two wooden stakes, one large and one small.

The old man recognized these wooden stakes; it is said that Eastern martial arts used such things for training.

Is this doctor perhaps a martial artist?

It's not really noticeable from the outside, but those two wooden stakes do show signs of years of use.

The furnishings here are quite simple.

Although it has a touch of life, it's just too bland.

Rather than living here, it's more like treating this place as just a place to live.

He is introverted and prefers quiet.

You can judge a person's behavioral logic and basic preferences simply by looking at their surroundings.

However, it's not truly that quiet here.

Besides the doctor, there were at least two other people, one big and one small, playing around.

A silver-haired girl, and a silver-haired voluptuous woman.

Perhaps they were friends, because the three of them had nothing in common in appearance and seemed to have no blood relation whatsoever.

Stepping into the inner room, the young doctor closed the door, separating the quiet from the noise.

The interior was quite simple; apart from a cabinet full of books on mental health and psychology, it was hard to tell that this was a clinic.

"Is there a problem?"

Sitting down in the chair, the doctor asked coldly.

The old man did not answer immediately, but pondered for a long time.

"I'm getting old, and my eyesight is failing me. I wonder if you know someone I know, because they look very similar."

To subtly convey one's meaning.

The old man believed that the woman in front of him was a smart person and would understand what he meant.

Without touching that thin layer of paper, one can only be a half-riddler.

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P.S.: War Thunder's tank destroyers are so awesome, one shot and they're all gone!

Section 96, Chapter 93: The Black Crown

"People of God".

Seeing that her father had uttered this rather mystical term in a somewhat superstitious way.

Lin Yuxia simply sighed.

If the previous statements were merely akin to metaphysical perceptions, then this topic is pure and simple charlatanry.

A once-popular urban legend.

These kinds of things are always shrouded in an aura of mystery and agnosticism.

There is no specific time, no specific record, just nameless little stories passed down by word of mouth to some unknown corners of small forums.

In short, it's all stuff that sounds incredibly unreliable.

Taking a sip of tea, Lin Yuxia felt that her father might really be getting old.

How could anyone believe such a thing?

She had naturally heard of the legends about the divine people.

They are said to be a very mysterious and ancient group of people who do not have obvious racial characteristics, or who possess something that does not exist in this era.

No one knows the origin of this group of people. They seem to have appeared in Terra suddenly, without a past, but each of them possesses mysterious power.

They may have once been the masters of this land.

But this is just nonsense circulating online.

No one seriously knows the truth, and no one has actually seen any gods or people, whether real or fake.

It's all just rumors.

"But what does this have to do with this matter? Father believes this woman is a divine being?"

"Maybe she is, maybe she isn't, but she's definitely not an ordinary person, she might not even be a doctor, so I think it's worth getting to know her, at least for now."

"So this is the terrible idea you gave your old friend?"

"Cough cough cough, what a terrible idea! This is a matter of life and death, and besides, I know this person is extraordinary, so I am naturally prepared."

Even gods can be traded, let alone people who consider themselves gods…”

"What preparations? Why are you being so mysterious?"

"—A condition she couldn't refuse."

"what?"

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"I'm getting old, and my eyesight is failing me. I wonder if you know someone I know, because they look very similar."