Time to Improvise! / Yeah, Why Should We?

However, he still obeyed Oute's orders.

"Come with us."

Many Yetis were eager to try, but they were all waiting for FrostNova's command.

Oute gave them a look of considerable appreciation.

FrostNova gave Oute a strange look, then said to herself, "Go ahead, Doctor. Oute and I still have things to discuss."

Some of the carefree yetis did indeed intend to set off.

But when they saw that the other yetis remained motionless, they calmed down.

"Don't worry about me." FrostNova turned to Oute and asked, "Where's my power halberd?"

"Weedy is making further optimizations based on your... last user experience."

FrostNova nodded and said, "Thank her for me."

This familiar behavior put the yetis at ease.

Of course, they also became wary from another angle: Could this stinky crow really be trying to kidnap their eldest sister?

More than that?

He still needs you all.

Chapter 156 It's time to adapt to changing circumstances!

The Rhodes Island main ship restarted in the wilderness, leaving behind a cleared "pre-camp." The tracks of the vehicles pointed all the way to Number Fourteen Facility, which had been marked by the early reconnaissance teams.

After a brief meal, the Yetis began a three-hour crash course with the Sarkaz and Deepwinter Soldiers. Of course, without the help of the Oute card's cheat codes, the results of this short training were utterly unimpressive...

Inside Oute's office.

"I see... Faust is now in your hands."

FrostNova seemed to realize something.

"Strictly speaking, it has returned to 'our' hands." Oute put the terminal aside and examined some strange blueprints.

While processing documents, he replied, "The Wei Yenwu's provisions regarding infected prisoners are rather vague. After using various methods to leak the intelligence Lungmen needs to them, it's relatively easy to transfer him from the Lungmen Guard Department's prison to ours..."

Oute turned to Specter and asked, "What did I call it again?"

"Reemployment Center." At the same time, Specter poured FrostNova a cup of tea.

"Transfer to our Reemployment Center," Oute said without any shame.

"Thank you, but I can't really taste it." FrostNova declined politely, then asked somewhat awkwardly, "What about the matter of mental stress..."

Oute looked up, and a corner of the document in his hand peeked out, revealing the word: Malta. The blue of the next page was faintly visible on this page.

"Forgot? We just used it last night." He picked up the cup, took a sip, and said, "Actually, you can do it."

What Oute mentioned is a usage of the so-called Reverse Mapping Protocol. It allows the heroes to experience Oute's "feelings," or even to use Oute's sensory abilities to observe and Oute brain to think. Oute used this trick last night during the meeting, and when FrostNova swore an oath to join Rhodes Island in Hamlet.

Through Specter's eyes, Oute could tell that FrostNova was somewhat tempted.

So, without waiting for FrostNova to speak, Oute whispered to her through their mental link, "Come on."

FrostNova's slender fingers tentatively touched the teacup, and in her excitement, a speck of frost slowly spread along the point of contact. The White Rabbit, having made up her mind, took advantage of the tea not yet completely freezing and gulped it down.

It's as cute as a small animal eating.

Or rather, drinking water?

Such a thought flashed through his mind. Oute took another sip, and after careful consideration, he also gulped down the tea in one go, just like FrostNova.

What caught FrostNova off guard, more than the unfamiliar stimulation on her tongue, was the sensation of her esophagus inexplicably filling up when there was nothing there.

"Cough cough!" Caught off guard, FrostNova choked on the non-existent tea. Even more amusingly, as she coughed, a few specks of foam actually got into her throat.

"What are you doing!" White Rabbit lightly touched her chest, her weight, not too much, swaying slightly beneath her open Rhodes Island uniform.

Oute asked somewhat uncertainly, "You just drank it like this, so... I wanted to share a similar feeling with you?"

His way of thinking is sometimes indeed too direct.

Specter then said quietly, "My lord, your understanding of Miss FrostNova seems to deviate slightly from reality."

Oute glanced at her: Specter was getting more and more active, and now she was even starting to chime in.

This mistake seemed to relieve FrostNova of some burden, and she laughed, "Hahaha, cough cough!"

He started coughing halfway through his laughter.

She insisted on finishing the sentence: "Sigh! So you can do something silly like this too!"

Oute was quite helpless. "What unrealistic expectations do you have of me?"

A booming voice came from the side. "Omniscient! Omnipotent!"

"He'll only eat when he's thwarted." Oute sat back down at his desk, stamped the document a few times, and turned back to the first page.

He approved the plan.

This type of design requires at least three keels. However, considering the varying sizes and structures of different plots in Chernobog, Oute needs to acquire more keels as backups. In reality, as the main structure of the axial cannon, as long as the material and strength are up to standard, it doesn't necessarily have to be a keel. Oute's repeated emphasis on keels stems from the fact that he finds Wellington's method of seizing other people's keels to build ships rather cool...

If you're lucky, the Core City and Number Fourteen Facility will be able to provide everything you need. If you're unlucky, you'll have to go to the main body of Chernobog, where the Originium concentration is off the charts after the natural Catastrophe, and cut a few pieces off.

But as an excuse to mobilize Rhodes Island to seize other countries' Mobile City, this doesn't seem so bad, does it? Then again, should we include the occupation of Chernobog in our backup plan? The reactions of various countries... No, no, we can't actually occupy Chernobog.

Spending precious diplomatic resources on such trivial matters will jeopardize the potential for gains elsewhere.

He casually replied to Specter, "The first 'omniscient' was a cat... Kal'tsit's exclusive. And my plans? They've never gone smoothly."

You've just prepared a bunch of backup plans and backup plans for backup plans, right?

"If we've exhausted our backup plans, then we'll have to improvise."

Adaptability?

Wait, isn't something wrong?

A strange feeling lingered in Oute's mind.

Oute suddenly looked up at FrostNova's pressure gauge and exclaimed in astonishment, "FrostNova, why has your pressure gone down?!"

Specter replied, "My lord, your performance just now was very beneficial to the physical and mental health of the audience."

It turned out that Oute's silly mistake had unintentionally relaxed FrostNova's tense nerves.

So, Oute, you're a deadpan comedian after all!?

The pressure drop on FrostNova indicates that the timed and targeted Torture/Virtue bombardment plan may have gone wrong, and now there are less than three hours left to reach Number Fourteen Facility!

If we don't want to change our minds again, then we have to put more pressure on her!

Oute suddenly stood up, shoved the documents in his hand into Specter's hand, and said, "Take this to the Engineering Department! And one more thing! Don't forget to tell them to convert my Cryo-Driven Halberd to a hot-drive one!"

And even then, he didn't forget to do one more thing on the side...

Oute quickly opened the office door, then hurriedly turned around and said to the still somewhat confused FrostNova, "Come with me to the Medical Department!"

FrostNova quickly followed.

In the office, even though no one was around, Specter still held the documents up to his face, revealing his crescent-shaped smiling eyes.

"This is the first time I've seen the Lord behave like this."

After a while, once she had calmed down, she followed Oute's instructions and prepared to take the documents to the Engineering Department.

But on the desk, the terminal that Oute had placed on the table kept flashing.

"Miss Specter, please take the terminal to Doctor. Oute," PRTS said.

Chapter 157 Yes, why should we?

From the high-rise building, Wendigo looked at the imposing land-based warship.

The colossal metal beast, gleaming faintly in the dim winter sunlight, stood silently near a high ground. In terrain moderately distant from Number Fourteen Facility, this was one of the more advantageous mounds.

If Wendigo had enough soldiers and armor, he would have certainly taken it. But the guerrilla forces were only scattered at outposts closer to the ruins.

Veteran soldiers who have seen many battles know that even if these civilian land-based ships, which are almost unarmed, rely on high ground... if they have heavy weapons or friendly armored support, they are still not a difficult opponent.

But he knew even better that he and the Shieldguards had been out of the Ursus war effort for far too long, and that their "supplies" in Chernobog were far from adequate!

The enemy is indeed weak, but our side is even weaker!

Not to mention, the Rhodes Island itself was not "unarmed".

Under these conditions, if an offensive is launched, the only hope lies in a boarding maneuver... or...

"Dad, the radio received a signal, it's..." the messenger hesitated.

Once they were far from Chernobog, Patriot also took the black cloth off his head.

His stark, deer-head-shaped skeleton even revealed a hint of melancholy. "Ye... Lena."

The messenger remained silent for a long time before gritting his teeth and agreeing.

"FrostNova ..." The messenger hesitated, but ultimately spoke with the utmost distance, as if choosing a code name. "She brought Rhodes Island people and ordered us to come out of the city to negotiate."

This estrangement has somewhat altered the original meaning.

It seems that the closer the relationship, the more intense the disgust caused by this "betrayal".

"Other?"

You didn't finish your sentence, is there anything else you wanted to say?

Among the deer's head and white bones, those murky red eyes were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the messenger's heart.