Arknights, but the family has fallen again

PRTS, in her quiet electronic voice, pronounced the death sentence on Kel'tsit's actions: "Acquiring balance sheet... Sent to terminal."

Ott was amazed. "From a profit perspective, Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals' medical department is a complete liability. And from an idealistic perspective, Rhodes Island's field operations are a complete failure."

"In order to support her folly in the medical field, Rhodes Island had to become deeply involved in the precious metal and Originium trade with other cities and companies, as well as... military contracting."

"Due to their specialized abilities and differentiated tracks, Rhodes Island operators spend most of their time fighting against other infected."

"This led to a hilarious outcome: Operators, drawn to the ideal of 'fighting for all infected,' joined Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals. However, they were destined to fight one infected after another under Kal'tsit's command, exchanging funds from the actual creators of the infection to support their careers."

"In the medical field, this has greatly damaged the operators' identification with Rhodes Island's beliefs."

"As for the military sector, if Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals completely eliminated its medical division and operated as a military leasing company, it would undoubtedly generate excessive profits."

PRTS responded: "Doc Otter, I have determined that your comments about Kal'tsit are likely mixed with personal feelings."

Otto looked at the assembly line. The precious metals coming out of the workshop were waiting for their final step, packaging.

“I prefer to call it pragmatic,” he said.

He pondered, "Kal'tsit arrogantly juggled multiple responsibilities, attempting to use Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals as a shield against all her problems... This not only strained Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals' financial resources and shaken the faith of its operators, but also severely compromised the landspeeder's combat capabilities."

"Doc Otter, based on the facts, I can't argue with that."

Ott said goodbye to the packaged precious metals and walked towards the residential area.

He thought, "Should we reorganize? But that goes against Rhodes Island's current philosophy. Kal'tsit will definitely not agree... What do you think?"

"PRTS system, the full name is Native Rhode Island Terminal Service System."

Native Rhode Island Terminal Services System? Priss!

Ott smiled and said, "But, how did you say that sentence?"

"Searching the corpus...Morality is one of the most powerful weapons in the world."

Beneath his hood, Otto's dark eyes drooped slightly. "The infected aren't well-received in this world. The moral high ground afforded by this title isn't high enough."

"Searching... Doctors Without Borders, hospital type: Independent humanitarian medical aid organization."

"Our mission is to provide assistance to people in need, as well as victims of natural disasters, man-made calamities and armed conflicts, regardless of race, religion, belief or political affiliation."

She paused on the word "man-made disaster".

"Uphold the right to humanitarian assistance, upholding neutrality and impartiality. And demanding that it be carried out..."

"Without any hindrance."

"Humanitarian aid? Unhindered? This concept has merit... but it requires something... something else." Ott looked at the gathering crowd and asked, "What area is this?"

PRTS acted as if nothing had happened, but her high-pitched electronic voice gave away a lot as she introduced, "The living area is designed to allow operators and inpatients to live comfortably."

"The mental and physical burdens of carrying out missions and receiving treatment can all be relieved here."

Ott thought for a moment: Since this is a residential area, isn't the medical area close by?

Chapter 2: Noble Independent Multiplication, But Pressure

Not long ago, Chernobyl.

The flames whipped up a violent gust of air, and the dragon girl's white hair danced wildly in the sea of fire. And her Lolita dress, which was not in line with Tallulah's own aesthetic, swayed in the heat.

A cold voice uttered from her deliberately painted lips: "You are the ones who should stand on our side."

Surrounded by the Reunion Movement, Tallulah said, "What did the infected do?"

"What did these 'innocent' people do?"

"And what did you people do?"

This wasn't meant for the Rhodes Island group. Her impromptu speech was for the Reunion Movement!

Ott seized the opportunity.

Only a few operators are injured at the moment...it's okay.

Otto's thoughts were translated into language by the PRTS neural connection, with individual precision, and transmitted to every operator who was still wearing a headset.

After hearing this, a trace of worry flashed across Amiya's little face and her ears drooped.

But she soon regained her resolve: Doc Otter's orders are absolute!

And such words also flashed through the minds of the veteran operators.

As a time-traveling doctor, Otto knew that, given his current circumstances, confronting Tallulah in Chernobog wasn't a wise move. Even with the Darkest Dungeon accessories that had traveled with him to the world of Arknights, he still didn't think it was a good idea to start a fight right now.

But we have to fight even if it’s not cost-effective.

Ott "took off" the only two ornaments he had from Amiya and Lin Guang.

Disma's Head: He's a master robber, fast, precise, and deadly. If only he weren't so skilled...

Attributes: +25% damage; -10% maximum health; +20% stress.

Reynald's head: In the name of God, the French joined the Crusades. In the name of God, the French burned, killed, and looted. In the name of God, the French were ashamed to face their wives and daughters.

Attributes: +25% maximum health; +20% stress.

Ott took a deep breath, but it affected the wound on his chest that had not yet healed.

"Cough cough!"

"Doctor!" Beside Otto, Lin Guang cast a spell and performed emergency treatment on his sternum again.

"Oh? Is that the purpose of Rhodes Island coming to Chernobog?" asked the Dragon Girl.

No one answered her.

They are clearly a pair of bright and beautiful eyes, but when used by someone, they appear a little gloomy.

Otto looked at the palm of his left hand. While he was relieved that he did not vomit blood, he was also surprised to notice the dark blue "ink" on his palm.

That should have been the mark left when he pierced his palm with the tip of a pen when he was a child!

Didn’t he travel through time and space to become the protagonist of “Arknights”, “Doctor”?

Why is this mark still on his palm?

But there’s no time to dwell on it now.

The two accessories with the negative attribute of "+20% stress" have been equipped to the Dragon Girl. Now, she has to face up to 40% stress!

Ott glanced at Tallulah's stress bar: ninety.

Otto thought: Even more than that crazy Mephistopheles before, it's safe to say she's on the verge of a mental breakdown. But, what's so strange about that? It would be abnormal if Tallulah had low stress...

"This power..." The dragon girl thought for a moment, and a flame ignited on her index finger.

Now that the two accessories are equipped on the Dragon Girl at the same time, she has obtained the noble, separately multiplied "+25% damage" and "+15% maximum health".

"No wonder they came all the way to rescue us." Someone clenched their fists and extinguished the flames. She tilted her head, looking much cuter than Tallulah herself.

"But you specially bestowed this Originium technique on me... Are you begging for mercy?" The dragon girl opened her small mouth and licked her index finger that had just ignited the flame with her scarlet tongue.

As if feeling the residual warmth.

As a normal person, you can despise her morals, and as a grand strategy game player, you can despise her personal abilities, but... don't despise her aesthetics!

You are so naughty.

This thought was transmitted to "Talulah" through the spiritual link established by the accessory.

"This is it!" Her expression changed immediately.

Never seen spiritual technology!

Looking at Tallulah's stress value that suddenly jumped to ninety-seven, Otto felt puzzled.

I haven't done anything yet, why is she increasing the pressure?

The dragon girl immediately forced a serious look on her face.

As a master in the spiritual field, "Tallulah" realized instantly that Otto could not read her mental activities in reverse.

Not yet.

The person who establishes the spiritual connection is either not proficient in this skill yet, or the skill itself is flawed!

However, Tallulah's profound skills in this field allowed her to weave those vague feelings transmitted through the spiritual connection into clear words. It can be said that after accepting Ott's spiritual connection, Ott's mental activities were one-way transparent to her.

?

But, what's wrong with pressurization?

Such doubts flashed through someone's mind.

Normally, it's fine, just a psychological issue at best. Who doesn't have a case of jade syndrome these days? However, while accepting the accessory and enjoying this otherworldly, noble, and individually calculated buff... one also has to accept the rules of that otherworld.

"I've changed my mind." The dragon girl's face turned cold and she ordered, "Kill them."

What? Didn't she want to kill us before? What difference does it make if she changed her mind?

never mind.

Armored Operator No. 6! Six steps forward at six o'clock!

Sniper Operator No. 3! Move left three centimeters!

So noisy! He has so many ideas! So fast! The dragon girl's eyebrows twitched slightly, feeling that the speed of her interpretation was far inferior to the speed of Ott's thinking.

This also inadvertently took up a lot of her brain resources.

There is no point in interpreting this!

She gave up the act.

Those thugs who wore white masks and called themselves the Integration Movement followed the Dragon Girl's orders and rushed forward in a disorderly manner.

Doberman took over the command of the new operators. Although it was not perfect, they would not be easily defeated by these untrained white-masked thugs in a short period of time.

The dragon girl frowned.

These actions did not align with what she had just interpreted.

Isn't he the frontline commander?

"Tallulah!" Amiya suddenly said, "I've read your information!"

"In the beginning, you were clearly fighting for the infected, weren't you!?"

"Why do I only see you gathering a group of thugs now?"

"Massacre! Arson! Hunting! Just to satisfy your own cruel pleasure!?"

Lin Guang's ears twitched.

These were the words she had used to rebuke the little boy who was a Reunion cadre.

"How low have you fallen?!"

The person who was hurt by these words should be Tallulah herself.

Besides, whether such weak words could hurt his adopted daughter was still a question...

But someone only felt an exploding rage rising from deep within his heart.

The flames burned fiercely, while dark clouds crept silently toward the horizon. The Dragon Girl's flames cast a flickering glow against the oppressive, cold sky. Yet, if one were to look away from the flames and see the scorched darkness itself as a painting...

In a trance, it seemed as if I could see a hastily unsealed round seal, and five wedges piercing into the inside of the broken round seal.

Like an iron crown.

Paranoid!

Chapter 3: Disease versus disease, sauce versus sauce, Tallulah versus "Tallulah"

"What do you know now!?"

Otto was curious: Who are you talking to?

The blazing white flames exploded outward with her as the center. The "old members of the Reunion Movement" who were still guarding her looked at each other in bewilderment and had to avoid the leader's wrath.