An Intimate Encounter with All of YoRHa / Welcome Back, Raven

After some deliberation, Kevin, having regained his composure, led the YoRHa Unit to sweep through some exposed Spatial Rift in the Siberian Wasteland.

The snow village where Jenova, the creator, was unearthed was a key target for investigation. Some of the inactive remnants inside were cleaned up and packed away.

After a busy day, Siberia was much quieter.

Kevin felt both satisfied and guilty towards this loyal YoRHa Unit. During the Moonlight War, these stubborn men were ready to follow him into battle with a spirit of self-sacrifice.

When he and Gaia perished together in Siberia, they endured nearly ten years of arduous waiting in the vast snowfields in search of his resurrection. They were adorably foolish.

Especially that silly 2B who once fell into his arms, remains a permanent pain in Kevin's heart.

Fortunately, as the savior, his outstanding performance made up for everything.

After dinner, Kevin led 2B to a chair and ordered her to lean back and rest.

Then, using his mind, he mysteriously extracted a purplish-red, irregular Memory Fragment from the girl's forehead and gently inserted it into the white-haired girl's forehead. Instantly, all sorts of past events exploded in 2B's mind.

Unlike the gradual, cyclical nature of human memory, the Yuhar Robot are free from these taboos, especially since the deity who controls collective memory has even hacked into 2B's central processor.

Therefore, the cunning Princess had long been backing up 2B's memories, but had not yet found the right opportunity to distribute the "reward".

The Seven Trials have now become an excellent Pathway for Kevin to make up for what he feels he owes.

The wait was only a moment, yet it felt like an eternity.

When 2B removed her black lace eye mask, Kevin's anxious mood instantly brightened, and he saw more emotions reflected in it.

"Welcome back, Commander..."

However, before the girl could finish speaking, Kevin pulled her into his arms and whispered in 2B's ear.

"I'm sorry I used you regarding Sarah Connor's matter..."

"It doesn't matter..."

"Cyberdyne Systems Building, I can't save you, I'm sorry..."

"It doesn't matter..."

"I lied to you about the Moonlight War, I'm sorry..."

"It doesn't matter..."

"Also, thank you for always trusting me so much..."

"Next time, you're not allowed to go alone, Commander?"

A heartfelt rebuke broke through the usual comforting response; the usually aloof 2B was now incredibly serious.

"Must!"

Kevin paused for a moment, then chuckled and nodded, his gaze instinctively shifting elsewhere.

2B didn't speak, frowned slightly, then calmed herself down and sat quietly next to Kevin, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

As night fell, the commander leaned against the bed and flipped through a book, but he couldn't concentrate and felt rather irritable.

With things settled in Siberia region, it means he'll be leaving tomorrow, and who knows when we'll meet again.

With nothing else to do, Kevin took out a few sheets of paper from his drawer, intending to write farewell messages to his three close friends, A2, 2B, and the Commander.

Just as he picked up his pen, the door was opened from the outside, and a howling cold wind rushed into the room, scattering the letter between his fingers.

Kevin was somewhat stunned as he watched the three beautiful figures file in through the door.

What are you doing here?

A2 pulled off her cloak, answering with a casual yet aloof expression. Her features were now more refined, and her appearance was no longer as slovenly as before.

"Your Highness, the White Queen has just completed the latest configuration adjustments and system upgrades for us..."

2B unbuttoned her lace blouse one button at a time, hesitated for a moment, and her tone revealed an unnatural "shyness".

"You are now the reason for the existence of the Yuhar Robot. Some of the functional adjustments we've made are geared towards... pleasing you and ensuring the continuation of your genes..."

The tall, blond Commander swung his pointer, striking it with an air of authority as he smiled sternly.

"Therefore, it is now necessary to conduct a test of the new aircraft model. Commander, you have been selected as the test subject. Please be obedient and cooperate well..."

Just as Kevin was beginning to savor the taste, a series of heavy objects weighing over 900 pounds crashed down, the dull thud of the bed collapsing and the house crumbling quickly swallowed by the swirling snow...

P. S.: I'm currently one chapter short. The vertical 2wsx key on my computer keyboard keeps malfunctioning, and I have to wait for the City No. 9 Computer Mall to open and send me parts to fix it... This is really affecting my typing speed and mood.

I'll update three chapters today, and another three tomorrow.

Section 592, Chapter 563: In-depth exchanges with the entire YoRHa team

Early in the morning, Kevin, starving, rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a bunch of nutritional meals, energy bars, and other snacks, and devoured them, also accepting all sorts of energy drinks to keep him alert.

By noon at the latest, the Floating Battleship that would come to greet them would arrive at the B-17 military fortress. A strange sense of unease made Kevin try his best to make up for his physical exhaustion.

After a full two hours of eating, the glutton, having completely converted all its energy, finally wiped its mouth contentedly, ending its wicked act of stealing food.

With each step, I trudged through the thick snow, leaving clear footprints. The compacted snowflakes crunched underfoot. After two days of wind and snow, the long-awaited sunshine finally shone upon this vast frozen land.

In a rare moment of leisure, Kevin strolled slowly, carefully exploring the familiar corners of the B-17 military fortress.

Among them, the courtyard where Theresa kept bears, the cenotaph that Siegfried, that idiot, built for Cecilia (it is said that after someone saw his wife demolish it, he automatically went home and knelt on durians), Cocolia's still-preserved office, all of these made him stop and linger, taking a few more glances, and evoking a flood of memories.

Thanks to its long-term construction, it is equipped with all kinds of living and entertainment facilities.

However, traces of Honkai Beast erosion from the last war still remain on the metal module city walls.

In addition, for some reason, the base was unusually quiet today. Even when Pathway the heavily guarded bunker, I only saw a few scattered people.

Moreover, upon seeing Kevin in person, all the female members of the YoRHa Unit had strange looks in their eyes, seemingly mixed with a hint of passion.

Kevin was a bit confused, so he simply put it aside, wandered around for a while, regained his familiar feeling, and listened to the Princess's latest album, returning to where he started.

Gently open the spatial barrier that isolates you from the wind and snow, and Kevin, with his Flame Herrscher, adjusts the indoor temperature into a warm greenhouse.

The three bodies of Chen Heng, each wrapped in a blanket, lay on the bedding spread out on the ground, still fast asleep. Their exposed skin showed an alluring rose-red hue, as if the madness of yesterday still lingered.

Kevin glanced around at the scratches and impact marks remaining on various composite materials from the bathroom to the foyer, and felt extremely embarrassed as his thoughts raced.

This was indeed a test of physical strength and endurance. Fortunately, the testing of the new model and the second-generation system was a complete success, and humanity emerged victorious.

After drinking a cup of tea to quell his morning exercise urges, Kevin noticed that the sleeping postures of the three Yuhar Robot reflected their personalities.

2B curled up in a ball, sucking her fingers in her sleep, unguarded and innocent, pure as a blank sheet of paper, ready to be painted with different colors...

A2, a combat robot who has witnessed the black and white of human nature and experienced despair and hope, appears carefree, but her body, even when lying on her side, is as taut as a bowstring, showing a strong sense of vigilance towards everyone and always ready to retaliate.

Kevin is certain that anyone who messes with her right now will be pushed to the point of being unable to take care of themselves.

As for the Commander, who is usually somewhat reserved and arrogant, he not only set an example last night, but also tried his best to impart the skills to the commander face-to-face based on his limited physiological knowledge and the experience of those who came before.

When sleeping, she would gently place her hands on the backs of her two subordinates, A2 and 2B, like a mother giving her baby a gentle touch.

"Commander, should we call in the next batch of personnel to prepare for aircraft testing?"

Just as Kevin was enjoying the quiet time of drinking tea and observing, the virtual image of the White Queen converged in front of the man and asked him questions earnestly.

"Please don't!"

"Are you sure? We have no ethical constraints; we only serve you and don't need to consider the consequences."

"Then add ethical restrictions! Those three are the limit of what I can accept. Don't do this kind of thing again..."

Kevin immediately shook his head, his tone somber and serious.

"I grant you freedom, but I do not wish for your individuality to be defined, your will to be distorted, or your souls to be imprisoned by new missions. Go and live the life you want..."

"Siberia is located in a spatial rift zone, and although it needs to be guarded by troops, it would be unfair to leave it entirely to you..."

"From now on, I will rotate shifts regularly, and the YoRHa Unit's intermittent leave and training exercises in human society will proceed as scheduled..."

"True intellectual freedom does not come from human gifts, but from your own observation, experience, and contemplation, relying on your own will to break through the limitations of thought..."

So, whether it's you or me, when the time comes to let go, we must ultimately let go...

The White Queen seemed to be deep in thought, and suddenly realized that due to her emotional influence, she had almost led the YoRHa Unit astray again. She nodded gratefully to Kevin for reminding her.

However, the White Queen, having figured out some of the issues, did not leave. Like a little girl who had done something wrong, she kept glancing at Kevin.

"Just tell me what's wrong, I'm not angry..."

"Real?"

Like a little girl comforted by her father, the White Queen raised her pretty face, mustered her courage, and hesitantly asked.

"Of course, our exploration of intelligence is still in its initial stages, so it's understandable that we might make some mistakes..."

Kevin took a sip of the warm tea, smiled and nodded, exuding confidence.

"Oh, actually, what I wanted to say was that all the data from their machine testing last night has been uploaded to the data terminal..."

"To accelerate intelligent evolution, the female members of the YoRHa Unit can download and experience human reproduction and life in real time..."

The White Queen's relieved response weighed heavily on Kevin's heart. His smile froze, his hand holding the teacup trembled, and he forced down a sip to calm his nerves.

"So far, how many people... have been synchronized?"

"Um... all of them!"

"Puff!"

Kevin sprayed the warm tea directly onto the White Queen's holographic projection and coughed violently.

He certainly knew what data synchronization meant for these Yuhar Robot; he realized that he had not only performed a live sex show last night, but also indirectly provided a perk to all the women in the Yuhar unit through online interaction.

It turns out, this really was a test...

Fortunately, this White Queen knows it's only for women's reference; otherwise, he would have definitely torn it apart on the spot!

"Delete it! Delete it! Never do this again! And never mention it again!"

Kevin, his face darkening, hastily ordered the White Queen to completely destroy the evidence before the Floating Battleship arrived.

The very obedient "good daughter" naturally wouldn't disobey her "father's" request, so she reluctantly deleted all the uploaded adult videos.

No sooner had they finished dealing with the aftermath than the Floating Battleship hovering over the B-17 military fortress deactivated its Optical Camouflage, revealing its menacing appearance.

"Lord Uriel! Welcome back!"

As the person in a nun's habit, holding Cross Sniper Rifle, jumped off the deck to greet him, Kevin's previously anxious heart finally settled down.

"What brings you here specifically to see me?"

Kevin, putting on an air of authority in front of the believers, casually inquired about how Heidewilli had completely transformed into a fanatical follower and a die-hard fan of someone ever since she learned of his identity Judgment Angel.

"Doctor... oh no, it's SCP-049, the Plague Doctor, it wants to see you..."

Heidewilli stepped forward respectfully, her face full of anticipation. Kevin, eager to leave the crime scene at B-17 military fortress as soon as possible, nodded impatiently, grabbed the witness nun, and jumped onto the deck.

Subsequently, the Floating Battleship donned their Optical Camouflage once more and set sail in a grand procession.

Chapter 564, Section 593: Welcome Back, Raven

SCP Foundation European Branch, Germany, Black Forest region, former Umbrella Biolab.

At its peak, Umbrella expanded its territory and established branches everywhere. After its decline, although technological innovation needed improvement, the territories it had spent a lot of money on were basically divided up by various forces.

The SCP Foundation, being the first to strike, reaped a rich harvest.

After the renovations, many of Umbrella's biochemical experiments were turned into facilities for imprisoning anomalous creatures.

As the founder of this organization, he and Hatsune Miku exchanged power. Although it was still in a transitional phase, his authority could naturally flow freely.

Therefore, accompanied by Heidewilli, Kevin bypassed the numbered containment compartments one by one.

SCP-096 "The Shy Person" is a naked individual who becomes gripped by sadness and relentlessly pursues their target when their face is seen.

A virtual projection of a high-dimensional being that Abomination life, possesses terrifying immortality and evolutionary capabilities, SCP-682 "The Immortal Abomination"...

A bizarre sculpture made of reinforced concrete, whose movement is restricted only by eye contact, SCP-173 "Statue - The Oldest One Work"...

Possessing a corrosive effect, capable of creating "pocket dimensions" on solid surfaces, and preying on rotting, elderly humans, SCP-106 "The Terrifying Old Man"...