What happened to the Delta Force? It turned into Arknights!

Texas remained expressionless, but her eyes conveyed a message to Han Fei—go do what you want, don't worry about me.

Han Fei gave her a knowing smile: "I'll be right back."

“Well then,” Remian clapped her hands lightly, her tone cheerful, “let’s go.”

The three quickly left the apartment and joined the bustling crowds on the streets of Laterano.

Han Fei didn't rush to wander around; instead, he opened the map first.

His current map is extremely inconvenient, as many things are not displayed, but its advantages are also obvious.

—At least there are no signal-blocking areas.

At the space base, the signal in the core area is blocked, so if a newcomer to space travel comes for the first time, they won't even be able to find a place to turn off the power.

Han Fei can now clearly and intuitively see the locations of the two gates on the map and mark them.

Han Fei casually marked a switch point, then looked at the green switch mark in his field of vision, and then casually pointed in that direction, asking, "What's that place over there?"

Remian could not see the void mark he was pointing to, but following the direction of his arm, she could still make out the outline of that area.

“The most prominent building over there is the Lateran Cathedral,” she explained. “His Holiness the Pope often presides over ceremonies or meets with the faithful there.”

Remien turned her head and suggested, "Would you like to go take a look? It's the center of Laterano's faith."

"Huh?"

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, "Are you kidding me? I have to go to the cathedral to shut down the power? Are you crazy!"

The current Pope is indeed a good man, but even so, Han Fei doesn't think the Pope would allow a foreigner like him to swagger around the cathedral.

He immediately and discreetly turned his gaze to another gate on the map, marked it, and pointed again: "What about... over there?"

“Over there…” Remian frowned slightly, “There are several blocks over there. Which specific place do you want to ask about?”

"Then forget I said anything, let's go take a look," Han Fei said.

A subtle hint of understanding flashed in Remi's eyes, but she maintained her perfect guide's smile and followed, introducing Han Fei to the unique streetscape of Laterano.

—The confessional van glides quietly along the clean stone-paved road, while dessert carts with sweet aromas adorn the street corners.

However, with Remy's keen observation, Han Fei's seemingly casual yet purposeful walking pattern quickly caught her attention.

This doubt transformed into certainty when Han Fei finally stopped in front of the magnificent and imposing first hall of the Papal Palace.

“This is the first chamber of the Papal Palace, the judicial body of Lateran,” Remian’s voice rang out at the opportune moment, calmly introducing him. “Mostima should be inside undergoing investigation right now.”

"Huh?"

Han Fei was stunned, thinking to himself, "Why are these places where the power is being cut off becoming more and more like the underworld?"

It's either a cathedral or the papal chambers; neither of these seems like places a foreigner like him can just come and go as he pleases!

He still harbored a sliver of hope: perhaps the gate at the cathedral wasn't actually inside the main cathedral building? Maybe the directions just overlapped? After all, Remian had only said the cathedral was over there; he hadn't yet personally confirmed the exact location of the marker.

With this glimmer of hope, Han Fei, almost as if on a pilgrimage, personally walked toward the Lateran Cathedral.

The green marker indicating the evacuation point was perfectly aligned with the majestic, towering silhouette of the Lateran Cathedral in front of us.

What's worse, the icon for this power-off point isn't on the ground, but underground.

At that moment, Han Fei's expression became quite interesting.

The reason he didn't sneak into the inner area was to avoid conflict with fully armed men like the cavalry.

However, this critical turning point made Han Fei realize that avoiding battle seemed unrealistic.

Beneath Lateran lies the burial ground of Lateran's ancestors, and even more importantly, their "gods" reside there.

Even native Sakotas wouldn't dare set foot in such a place without special permission, let alone a stranger of unknown identity like him.

Just as Han Fei was stunned, Remy Anne, who was standing to the side, also took in his reaction.

He wasn't just casually strolling around...

Thinking this, Remy took a few steps forward, and her gentle voice drifted into Han Fei's ears.

"Then, Han Fei."

She turned her head slightly, her pink eyes looking directly at him with a calm that seemed to know everything. "Can you tell me, what is your true purpose?"

Volume 1: Chapter 112 The Confession Cart

"Huh?"

Han Fei was initially surprised, then seemed to realize something and said, "You noticed all of that."

"You never even considered hiding it."

Remian's voice was soft, carrying a hint of complex emotion.

She felt a warm glow in her heart at Han Fei's unguarded trust, but also a faint worry—was it really out of trust, or because this eccentric guy had completely forgotten how to manage his expressions?

“Because I trust you.” Han Fei smiled openly, the sunlight seemingly falling into his eyes. “We’re friends. If I can’t even trust you, who else can I trust in Laterano?”

That radiant smile and unreserved words were like a feather gently brushing against the softest part of Remy's heart.

Her smile deepened, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she was about to respond when she heard Han Fei say:

"Besides," Han Fei patted his chest, his self-righteous demeanor instantly shattering the brewing warmth, "I'm not doing anything to harm Lateran, so what's there to worry about? You know it, so what? Are you going to drag me to the notary office?"

He straightened his back and declared firmly, "I have a clear conscience!"

In an instant, the warmth that had just risen in Remian's heart was as if it had been doused with a bucket of ice water, and the subtle atmosphere that had secretly pleased her vanished.

However, Remien's smile did not fade; instead, it became even more "kind," and she said, "Oh, I see."

"Uh……"

Han Fei scratched his head, vaguely sensing that something was off about Remi's smile, and tentatively asked, "Are you alright?"

Remien took a deep breath to calm herself down. She repeatedly told herself that this man was just like that, a typical straight man, and that she shouldn't be angry.

After all this, she finally spoke, saying, "Then, can you tell me what you really want to do?"

“It really can.”

Han Fei nodded, then looked around and said, "However, this doesn't seem to be a suitable place to talk."

The Lateran Cathedral is the religious center of Lateran, and even now, many Laterans still walk around the square.

Han Fei had no intention of openly plotting.

"uh-huh."

Remian made a nasal sound, which can be interpreted as an acceptance of this statement.

Then, she casually waved and summoned a self-discipline confession vehicle. She opened the door, made a gesture to get in, and turned to Han Fei, saying, "Come with me."

Han Fei, without suspecting anything, walked straight up.

The confessional vehicle smoothly drove into the streets of Lateran.

The interior space was originally designed for a single person to confess, but now that two people have squeezed in, it suddenly feels extremely cramped.

Han Fei and Remy An stood shoulder to shoulder, legs touching, with almost no gap between them.

A delicate, sweet fragrance, belonging to Remien, seeped into Han Fei's nostrils with this close contact. The aroma was elegant and serene, like the scent of newly blooming lilies of the valley mixed with the fragrance of sunshine, making his heart flutter slightly.

"Now, can you tell me?" Remy turned her head, her pink eyes shining brightly in the dimly lit carriage as she quietly gazed at Han Fei.

"Row."

Han Fei was quite frank and said openly, "Do you remember how I ended up on the streets of Laterano when we first met?"

"of course I remember."

Remien nodded slightly; the scene from that morning was as clear as yesterday—a strange flying machine descending from the sky, lowered by ropes, and finally landing steadily.

Such a unique way of making an appearance, let alone a year, even ten years later, would be enough to leave an indelible mark on her memory.

“As you can see, I came down from a helicopter,” Han Fei said slowly. “And if you want to leave Lateran, you have to do it that way.”

Remien frowned slightly. This method of departure was indeed somewhat strange, but considering that Han Fei had also used this method to arrive in Laterano, she reluctantly accepted the explanation and inquired:

"But what does this have to do with your interest in the cathedral and the papal chambers?"

"Have."

Han Fei sighed, somewhat helplessly, "I don't know if you can understand, but there's a gate in both the Papal Palace and the Cathedral. I need to activate both gates for the helicopter to come and pick me up to appear; otherwise, I won't be able to get back."

Remian's confusion deepened. She didn't understand why she had to go to the cathedral and the papal chamber to pull the so-called gate before she could go home, but she wasn't in a hurry to delve into it, because she had a more pressing question that needed answering:

"What if we can't go back?" Her voice trembled slightly, without her even realizing it, and a tiny, secret hope even stirred within her. "Will you stay in Laterano forever?"

The next second, Han Fei's answer was like an icicle, instantly piercing all her hopes.

“Maybe he’ll die.”

The cold words came out of Han Fei's mouth, but he himself showed no fear whatsoever, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The word "death" was too heavy. Even Remian was stunned for a moment before gently comforting her, "This is Lateran. Who can hurt you? My gun will protect you. Even if I can't, I can ask Grandpa Fei for help. He's a veteran gunner, very, very powerful."

Seeing the concern in Remi's eyes, Han Fei felt a warmth in his heart and quickly explained, "I'm not worried about the enemy. If it were the enemy, do you think I would be afraid?"

The answer to this question appeared almost instantly in Remy's mind.

Of course he's not afraid!

Remi'an had never seen Han Fei show any fear. Even when facing the leader of the piercing team who was sprinting at full speed, he dared to stand in front of her without hesitation.

The next second, Remy heard Han Fei continue, "I'm afraid that what will kill me is not a tangible enemy, but something invisible and intangible, like something that will make me die suddenly, like when my life comes to an end."

These words immediately made Remy's heart clench. She instinctively grasped Han Fei's hand, about to offer words of comfort, but the words that came out were:

"I... I'll find a way to help you."

When those words came out, Remy was stunned.

But the next second, an even stronger determination overwhelmed her hesitation; she tightened her fingers, as if trying to press his throbbing pulse through his skin.

"I won't let you die, I promise you."

Han Fei was stunned.

The girl's warm body temperature was transmitted through our tightly pressed skin, and her unique, delicate fragrance lingered around my nose.

This should have been a scene brimming with ambiguity, but Han Fei felt no romantic feelings whatsoever.

She had no idea what her promise meant, something that was by no means easy to do.

Han Fei sighed inwardly, looking at the resolute determination in the girl's eyes, and finally said softly with a hint of reluctance, "But, that gate seems to be in the basement of the cathedral..."

Volume 1: A short chapter after a long time, about the bounty and some random thoughts.

It's almost the end of the month. This month's updates have been fairly stable. Although I was occasionally late, at least I didn't miss any. I feel like I've also given everyone quite a few extra chapters. Sometimes I didn't write down the extra chapters. Overall, it's not bad.

Let's start a simple bounty at the end of the month. Until the end of June, there will be one update for every 200 monthly votes, one update for every 10000 reward, one update for every 100 blades, 10 updates for the "Happy Together" silver box, and 20 updates for the "Happy Together" gold box.

Of course, I have already saved the current data as a screenshot, and I will conduct a settlement when the time reaches July 1st.

And just in case you guys don't know, let me mention this again: it seems that Delta's red skin has been persuaded to relent and they've launched an event that gives away 9000 Delta Scrolls worth of gacha resources. In other words, they saved some money, so it's not bad.

Finally, let me ask one more question: Is anyone familiar with the prison map? I haven't watched many streams this month, so I don't know anything about that new map. How much tuition will I have to pay to become familiar with it next season? I feel like even 3v3 will be difficult next season.

Volume One: Chapter 113 Greed

"underground?!"

Remi's voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.

The Lateran underground is the final resting place of ancient sages, and it is not an easy task for a foreigner like Han Fei to enter such a place.

After a brief moment of surprise, Remian regained her composure, shook her head, looked at him with her signature tolerant smile, and said, "You've really given me a tough challenge."

"Yes."

Han Fei gave a wry smile. "I didn't want this either, but there's nothing I can do about it. It's not something I can control."

"That is indeed a bit difficult, but I will try my best to help you."

Remien remained unrepentant. She gently patted Han Fei's hand, then changed the subject, "However, if we really get down there, we can't just touch and look around like before, otherwise, Pope will really be angry."

She still remembers how Han Fei acted as if he were home on the streets of Lateran, opening manhole covers and rummaging through trash cans.

Doing this on the streets of Laterano is one thing, but if he does it again in the cathedral's basement, Remian doesn't know how to help him.

"I understand what you mean."