Doing Many Things at Once / Addicted to Sacrificing Pawns

"Snap out of it! The great historian!"

"What are you thinking about? You're so engrossed!"

Hedley shook his head again, offering no response to Ines, but instead commanded, "There's a stream nearby. Scout it, fetch water, and cook."

Chapter 180 Multitasking

Moonlight, along with starlight, spilled across the wilderness.

W, all alone, was dressed in camouflage.

The Sarkaz girl's slender, naturally gifted fingers raised the night-vision binoculars.

"How about it?"

She asked herself.

"How about what?"

Oute glanced over, distracted.

These regular soldiers, temporarily under the command of the Black Snake, are clearly not ordinary soldiers. Judging from the frontline deployment and the situation of the sentry posts, its commanders must have at least completed military academy studies, rather than rising to prominence simply because "the marshal also has a son."

However, due to a lack of prior preparation and the current situation in Chernobog, only their individual soldier equipment was relatively complete.

The supply of mortars and drones is more than enough for small-scale raids, but what about small-scale frontline engagements like this?

It's probably difficult to cover.

Not to mention, due to the presence of Patriot, Black Snake has hardly requested any elite Ursus armored units like the Shieldguards from the army group. This army, reassembled from the Reunion Movement, can be said to lack a core force, be incomplete in organization, and be severely under-armed.

Of course, despite the numerous flaws in this "special forces" unit established to incite and influence the Reunification Movement, it was still not a major problem for them to overwhelm the first batch of Winter Soldiers from Chernobog, whose training time was less than a week.

The premise is that Oute did not engage in micro-management.

"These Ursus people!" W asked, her eyes fixed on them. "How are they?"

Hamlet, the sanatorium.

Kal'tsit and Warfarin are conducting a specialist consultation on Wendigo, who is in his hospital bed.

The treatment Patriot received in the real world had pulled him back from the brink of death. But his infection level would still be fatal to anyone else.

However, the remaining lesions were, in a sense, already part of his body. Simply removing them and Fate Reconstruction his body would almost only result in the regrowth of a completely new lesion.

"Aren't you a seasoned mercenary?" With the help of Kal'tsit and Warfarin, Oute pinpointed a nerve. "Just as you see, they're no problem."

"How dare you speak like that!?" W remained calm and focused, watching the outpost of the remnant force.

Further ahead, beyond a vast, unobstructed wilderness, lies their camp.

"So... you have extensive combat experience?"

With the limited connection between the nervous system and the Originium organs, Patriot's vital signs became somewhat disordered.

But Warfarin and Kal'tsit seem to be handling it quite well?

Besides, this is just a technical verification in Hamlet. Even if something goes wrong, it will only mean that Old Deng... and Bohdrokasthim suffer a few more times.

Oute, once again heartlessly, focused his attention on W.

"That's more like it!"

W took a land-based drone from behind his waist.

It is supported by two "huge" wheels, and its rectangular main structure integrates camera, communication and receiving functions.

It's a small car that Oute used to drive.

"Seriously, you stinky otter, do you have a voyeuristic tendency?" W muttered. "You specifically sent me here to release this freak!"

"Since we're already here, let's just fry them up!"

W's idea wasn't entirely without merit.

Facing such a poorly organized force, launching an attack on its camp would further cripple its already weakened structure, allowing for a greater advantage after dawn.

"No," Oute immediately replied. "Even for you, the chances of escaping unscathed from such an attack are still slim."

The Sarkaz girl smiled unconsciously.

"Furthermore, even in sacrifice, your life should be used for something of higher value."

Her face darkened again.

Oute, however, remained defiant. "To squander such a valuable piece like yours in a game where victory is already secured is a complete waste."

Compared to "You should die a different way," "A pawn like you" is no longer so annoying. W instead focuses on something more important. "You stinky otter, are you so confident in those rotten eggs and tomatoes?"

It can only be said that although W was initially taken aback by the imposing aura of the Oute Deepwinter Soldiers when she first met them, she still noticed their lack of training during the subsequent integration and training. After learning more about their origins, the Sarkaz girl secretly admired Oute's ability to train new recruits, but no longer had any expectations for the Deepwinter Soldiers' combat strength.

"I'm just confident in myself."

After listening, Oute nodded to Kal'tsit and then placed his hand directly into Patriot's abdomen.

The connection of another nerve activated the Originium in the crystallized organ, naturally giving rise to a frenzied and primitive "Originium Arts".

Without the slightest hesitation, Warfarin disrupted Originium's activities.

The active energy within the crystallized organ is released in the form of heat.

The sanatorium was even filled with a slightly burnt aroma.

Kal'tsit pinched her Jingming acupoint and sighed.

Another failure.

Each crystallized organ is a unique individual, and coupled with the energy contained within it, a mistake during surgery can turn into the creation of a bomb.

Without needing to consider medical ethics, most physiological indicators, or even the life and death of patients... achieving Originium organ replacement in a crude way is merely a matter of time for Kal'tsit.

But what we lack most right now is time.

Even now, seven times greater...

She suddenly noticed that Oute seemed lost in thought.

Could it be...?

No, impossible!

Even you, without the aid of computing devices, could complete the model construction and calculations using only your carbon-based brain!?

Of course not.

Oute has no interest in learning a skill he can't experience firsthand right now.

Smelling the aroma of the Patriot's caramel, he became interested in the exothermic phenomenon of the newly crystallized organ.

You... even though we're in Hamlet now, can't you at least put on a show once in a while?

I remember Victoria had a "Originium -Steam" theory, right? If it were possible to achieve a state where spellcasting by a caster was unnecessary, it could be used in pneumatic firearms. Even if that's not possible, the data she accumulated along this path is still valuable.

Developing our own technology roadmap is too slow; it's better to go back to Victoria and find a smoother path...

Can reverse engineering be considered stealing?

Of course, even without a precise model, Oute still had ideas for Patriot's surgical plan in reality.

Although Kal'tsit's current plan is already very crude compared to her original idea, there is still room for further refinement.

Considering his performance in the original work and his strong vitality as Wendigo, he could easily suppress the rejection reaction for a short period of time and use a mix of artificial organs, crystallized Originium organs, and native organs.

This period of time is sufficient to deal with the Black Snake problem.

No? Isn't that your father-in-law!?

Oute, however, believed that this painful process could actually provide Patriot with a certain degree of mental relief. In the short term, this "divine punishment"-like suffering might even serve as a tool for Oute to persuade Patriot to further relinquish their burdens.

Chapter 181 Addicted to Abandoning Children

"Hedley?" Ines instinctively took a half step back.

Then, as if on cue, she drew her dagger. "Get off his body! Demon!"

"I'm still here, and I'm doing this voluntarily." Hedley said expressionlessly, "Oute has brought the latest military intelligence: the Ursus army hidden within the Reunion Movement has mobilized almost its entire force."

Ines still gripped her short sword tightly, her Originium Arts sending frantic alarms at her.

Voluntary?

They probably just think they're willing!

Damn Mind Flayer!

The Sarkaz are truly terrifying!

The campfire licked at Hedley's face, which was as hard and expressionless as if carved by an axe, while half of his face was shrouded in even deeper darkness.

Hamlet, the sanatorium.

"I'll take over from here."

As Oute connected Patriot to the artificial organs, he simultaneously said to Ines and Kal'tsit, "Black Snake has begun preparing to escape."

"She temporarily abandoned one operation and instead focused solely on triggering the conflict between Wu and Yan."

Kal'tsit also had her own speculations.

She placed the still-blood-stained crystallized internal organs into a nearby freezer and replied, "Let's assume that Koschei originally wanted to simultaneously achieve two goals: completely taking over Draco's body and igniting the U-Flame conflict."

"After his previous attempt to break into Lungmen and intercept intelligence failed, he felt that personally destroying Talulah's psychological anchor and completely taking over Draco's body would endanger his own life as an immortal."

Although the language she now uses does not distinguish between "male" and "female" in pronunciation, Kal'tsit still uses the more neutral "he" in her heart.

"He will certainly not give up on this endeavor in the future, but in his view, the most advantageous choice now is probably to retreat first, and there will be plenty of time in the future."

Ines, however, lacked Kal'tsit's spirituality.

Instead, she maintained her cold expression and said, "Tell us clearly where to go and how many to kill."

It seems she's been tricked so many times before... She doesn't dare believe anything Oute says that's even slightly convoluted.