Chapter 210

"Given the situation you described, any waste of time is irresponsible towards the VIP's life. I request that the team immediately conduct a pre-departure project check... and as a guarantee of success, I would like to obtain the authority to conduct final confirmation."

"After completing these projects, I suggest immediately commencing mobile operations using a forced march... If all goes well, we can reach our target, Chernobog, within two months."

Upon hearing Saria's words, Medic, though unsure how the rest of his squad would react, noticed Ptilopsis's ears drooping instantly. Considering that there were operators like Blaze and Franka in the team who might resist high-pressure orders, and the potential negative impact of two months of continuous forced marches... Medic thought for three seconds before shaking his head in rejection.

"Confirming the items to be checked is never the responsibility of any one operator. We will complete the confirmation of the items together with everyone... Also, although I know that Saria's suggestion was not malicious, forcibly dragging along people who are not in sync for a certain purpose may cause unnecessary conflicts and troubles... This is not conducive to unity, nor is it conducive to the progress of the mission."

"That's why I'm addressing this to you separately. As the team leader, I'm rejecting your suggestion for the sake of the collective mission... But confirming the project list is everyone's responsibility and obligation, so feel free to elaborate on that... Of course, I'll require the team to depart in three days at the latest, and then I'll develop a marching plan based on the team's average level... I might need your help then."

At this point, Medic was actually preparing to leave, but seeing Saria's puzzled expression, he turned back to look at this woman who seemed to have no emotional intelligence whatsoever, and whose brain was as hard as a rock:

"As a friend, I suggest you be a little more 'gentle'... Sometimes, aside from the most direct help, encouragement is a more effective method than scolding... So that's all for today, dismissed... Please get some rest, both of you. We'll meet in the Human Resources Department break room after dawn, and I'll introduce you to the others."

PS: Waaaaaaah!

This illustration is actually cut in line... but it's already been written as White Cuckoo to describe someone who is essentially cheating), right...?

PSS: I don't know if my writing style will cause any OOCs that I didn't notice... but in my understanding, Ptilopsis is indeed a very cheerful and slightly eccentric person... As for Saria... based on her subordinates' evaluation of her, I think she's capable of making her new colleague accompany her on a forced march for two months.

6th Patriot's Gun: 229 Blazing Emergency Defibrillator

At Rhodes Island, Nana has been promoted twice... From a simple executor at the beginning to the captain of the independent operations team, and then from the captain who manages an Exploration Vehicle to the department head with power spanning two departments and the authority of Elite Operator, Medic has fully experienced the tediousness... and necessity of administrative work.

Although I don't know if my agent went through the same process of working through the night to handle procedures, check transportation, think about the weather, and pray that we wouldn't encounter any deadly Catastrophes on the road when helping me prepare for the mission... anyway, after a night of hard work, Medic obtained the most basic environmental and transportation information through Rhodes Island's partners in the Contingency Contract.

But whether it was because her hormone levels were approaching those of a normal person, or because Medic had indeed reached an age where she couldn't stay up late anymore... when everyone started to gather in the lounge, they noticed that Medic was unusually pulling out her makeup bag to touch up her eye makeup.

"... Nana, are you alright? Your eyes are a little swollen~"

Medic didn't refuse Huang's touch on his cheek; he was too lazy to even argue now.

Seeing Medic, whose short black hair was neatly combed, sitting upright at the conference table like a doll... Huang also put away his usual slightly frivolous smile.

Although he didn't Empathy, Huang, who considered himself the person most familiar with Medic, could also see the girl's fatigue and tension:

"Kal'tsit has already told me about the danger of this mission, that we're going to that godforsaken place Ursus, right...? But I still don't know the specifics of the mission, what are we going to do?"

"... I've prepared a detailed mission report. Huang, you can look at the document first, and wait for the others."

Seeing that Nana looked really tired, Huang nodded.

But because he was really worried, Huang then stood behind Nana and squeezed her shoulder.

"... Muscle condition... seems normal... pulse... normal... breathing... okay... it seems to be just mental fatigue from prolonged emotional stress. That scared me to death! I was saying, how could someone like you, who can withstand Catastrophes, possibly get sick...?"

Seeing the large cat, who had arrived early but had nowhere to vent its energy and could only play with itself, casually sit back down in its seat, Nana shook her winter fur-trimmed coat and asked, "Um..."

"Huang, you know about medicine too?"

"Medic, what you're saying... We're a medical company... okay, a company within the medical system. Even if we don't know how to treat illnesses, we spend all our time with doctors, so it's normal for us to know a little bit, isn't it?"

At this point, Huang suddenly grabbed the armrest of the Medic's chair, his eyes shining, and said::)

"Speaking of which, during the celebration, I spoke with Nearl from the Emergency Medical Department. She gave me some suggestions on how to improve our combat capabilities, and I think what she said made a lot of sense." —Qi

"... Suggestions?"

"Well, Nearl said that my physical strength as Feline doesn't really have much room for improvement right now... and FrostNova also said during my special training that my spells can't be improved any further. The current temperature and explosive combustion are already the limit I can withstand... Although equipment can be strengthened with materials, without the physique of Sarkaz, my spells are probably pretty much set."

"But... just if... if I could improve my stamina in battle, even just a little bit of healing magic like relieving fatigue or automatically stopping bleeding could greatly enhance my actual combat strength..."

Seeing that Huang seemed quite interested in this combat concept, Medic immediately thought of Nearl's healing magic... Combined with Nearl's Kazimierz knightly aura, Medic could tell that Nearl was probably no ordinary person in Kazimierz.

Although Nearl herself seems to be going through a rough patch right now, her advice is still very valuable.

Medic scrutinized Huang for a moment, then quickly retrieved several spells from his memory that matched Huang's requirements.

"While it's extremely rare for Rhodes Island missions to be undertaken without a medic... she's right, it does significantly enhance your combat effectiveness... so Blaze, are you planning to begin systematically learning medical magic?"

"... Well, although I really want to say 'just do it'... but you probably don't know, I've already lost so much hair studying thermal dynamics and fluid mechanics to pass the Elite Promotion assessment... to be honest, I don't want to jump into a new pit so quickly... isn't there a medical spell that can be easily mastered without deep study and achieves the effect we expect?" Lu

Just as Medic was about to answer, a serious voice interrupted their conversation, accompanied by the sound of the lounge door opening:

"Nothing on this land is easy. Every technological achievement comes with countless prerequisites, various efforts, and even coincidences... The idea that something can be easily mastered without in-depth study is simply unrealistic."

With slightly heavy footsteps, long-haired Vouivre, carrying an enamel shield spell unit, wearing Rhine Charging Armor, with Emergency Injection Gun at his waist, and a medicine preparation kit and various wilderness tools on his back, entered the conference room.

Saria glanced at her watch first, then straightened her posture and reported to Medic:

"The time is exactly 7:50 AM. Shieldguards Saria, prepare for reporting."

Although she was a little annoyed by the cold water she'd been given, Huang knew this person was the new assistant Kal'tsit had prepared for Medic, so she laughed it off and greeted him:

"Um... well, hello, I'm Blaze, an operator from Rhodes Island Operations Team. I'll also be participating in this mission, my role being an assault specialist."

"Hello, Operator Blaze... Getting back to the previous topic, it's good to strive to become stronger with a goal in mind, but I think it's irresponsible for the entire team to entrust one's life to someone who isn't a professional, or even a dedicated medical system, when one only has a superficial understanding of the subject... As the team's offensive force, if the formation collapses due to relying on Originium Arts developed with only a superficial understanding, then I will be very troubled."

"... This is just an idea... and like Medic said, it's actually rare for Rhodes Island to be without professional medical personnel present. In non-emergency situations, I still trust professional medical operators more than my own half-baked self."

Seeing that Huang was still trying hard to radiate enthusiasm, Medic took a sip of hot tea, wagged its tail, and decided to help Huang out:

"After all, what Huang is worried about is an 'emergency situation'... When you can only rely on yourself, even if you're only half-baked, it's better to have something than nothing..."

"That's exactly as you said..."

Before Saria could continue emphasizing the safety rules, Medic clapped his hands with a smile, interrupting this woman who also had a stubbornly high EQ:

"So, as someone with considerable medical expertise and a former member of the Rhine Research System, how does Saria think Blaze should strengthen herself...? I think, since the systemic learning cost of spells is too high, how about using a single spell storage unit created by us professional medical personnel?"

"While this essentially sacrifices the flexibility most needed for healing spells, if we only consider the worst-case scenario, we don't need that much flexibility... do we?"

"... External spell storage devices... that seems feasible... but, the worst-case scenario you mentioned... couldn't be..."

Seeing Huang's still bewildered expression, Medic put down his teacup, the bottom of which lightly tapped against the plate, producing a crisp sound.

"Well, I mean... situations like cardiac arrest... Forget about spells that automatically stop bleeding, Huang. Most of those spells have the flaw that they can be fatal in special situations."

"However, it is quite feasible to simply create a device that provides powerful healing over a short period of time and automatically delivers electrical shocks to pace a stopped heart."

While speaking, he launched PRTS and opened the workshop's engineering drawing interface. Medic brought up a regular pacemaker, and then displayed Huang's medical examination report...

Saria watched as Medic quickly set the pacemaker parameters according to Huang's physique and rapidly wrote a... somewhat irresponsible but powerful healing spell to insert into the pacemaker program. Her brows furrowed involuntarily.

"Ms. Medic, I must remind you, this level of spell power..."

"I know there is a risk of cancer and it doesn't actually treat the body; I set it up that way on purpose."

"After all, the activation condition for this spell is that the wearer's heart stops beating... that is, they are on the verge of death... and considering that kind of situation, environment, Huang's spells, and combat habits, the most important consideration for a strong healing spell is the massive blood loss that is most likely to occur... and in that kind of combat intensity, there is a possibility of limb damage, open wounds, or even shattered limbs..."

"Performing a forced physical restoration spell under such circumstances would place an excessive burden on Huang, and could potentially cause permanent disability... It would also hinder subsequent combat and treatment..."

"... so..."

"Therefore, I added a physical memory restoration pre-field targeting bones and muscles before the healing spell..."

"As long as it is worn at all times, through the Orundum chip and detector of this pacemaker, it will constantly store Huang's muscle and bone condition when he was healthy, and before activating a powerful healing spell, it will use a single force field to bring the bones together and reconnect the muscles..."

As they gradually perfected what no longer looked like a portable pacemaker, Medic looked at Huang seriously:

"The only thing to say is that this spell's range of effect is the whole body. Even if you set up a pain-relieving and anesthetic spell that severs nerves, you'd probably still experience phantom pain as if Skullshatterer... But this is a device that can be easily mastered without deep study and achieve the desired purpose."

"Huang, we are friends, and also colleagues... Based on this Emergency Pacemaker, all the spells and conditions on it are set up with my wish that you survive the brutal battlefield, but using this device probably won't make things easier for you..."

"In a state of severe injury, whether it is treatment or forced bone setting and internal organ repositioning, it represents pain that ordinary people cannot endure. I will not use words like 'I'm going to die anyway, so what if it hurts a little?' to cover up this deficiency. The main reason why the nerve severance was not stretched to the maximum is because you may still be considering the battle at that time."

"The extensive use of Orundum components is unavoidable due to the extensive automation. Even if the packaging is perfect, if the equipment is damaged in battle, it may worsen your Oripathy that you have finally stabilized... If it is destroyed by the enemy during use, the Active Originium components will rapidly deteriorate your condition, most likely causing you to die in pain and lucid despair."

"But there's another problem with using a large number of precision- Orundum components... that is, cost. You must understand that even if I don't charge you for writing, transcribing, or using the spells, you must be prepared for the price of the Orundum chips..."

Seeing Huang's somewhat dumbfounded expression, Saria, who had been silently calculating in her mind, stroked her chin and said:

"Based on Rhine Lab's experience, the cost of such a modified Emergency Defibrillator is approximately 1.5 million... Well, not counting the magic recording related, the main issue is the Orundum chip... Such complex logic and the manufacturing difficulty of multi-magic composite products are indeed very high."

"Rhodes Island has its own precision manufacturing workshops, so the cost can be kept below one million... By the way, I was referring to Lungmen Dollar... Saria is talking about Columbian Dollar, right?"

"Um."

Watching the two of them refine and modify the equipment he had casually mentioned, Huang initially scratched his head, somewhat incredulous... But then he thought, if he didn't want to spend time studying it or bother practicing, then buying a ready-made one would greatly improve his combat effectiveness... It did seem pretty impressive.

While Huang was momentarily unsure whether to praise Medic for completing the spell design and starting to design the Orundum chip, or Saria for opening another PRTS window, modifying the defibrillator casing design, and Saria drawing speed was no less than Medic's...

In that instant, Huang suddenly felt that if he didn't equip himself with this device that Medic described as terrifying and costly, he wouldn't even have the right to share a room with these two incredibly capable people.

After looking through his savings accumulated over the years... plus the small fortune he'd made working during his student days before joining the action team, Huang revealed a very painful expression:

"... Um, how about you guys stop for a bit? I know the pain and side effects are nothing compared to my life... but the cost... I can't afford it..."

Seeing Huang's embarrassed expression, Medic's first reaction was to look at Saria, of course... she meant whether the cost could be reduced further from other hardware aspects... Saria shook her head frantically at this.

The cost of precision Orundum components is what it is; no matter how low the price is, it obviously won't be much lower.

So Medic looked at the chip in front of him, which had already entered the engineering design stage, and began to feel troubled:

"Actually, I have high expectations for this device... If possible, I'd even like to combine it with my survivor... cough cough, other spells to create a batch of universal versions that everyone can use... Then, in the upcoming missions, everyone's survival rate will be raised to another level... Perhaps, I can use the Human Resources Department's public funds."

"... This kind of thing can't be left unreported to Lady Kal'tsit, can it?"

Hearing Saria's reminder, Medic shrank back. She suddenly remembered the painful memory of making a huge purchase for the Exploration Vehicle and being forced to use her agent's connections to settle the accounts.

"... No, I mean, don't tell Kal'tsit... After all, she's a minister and I'm a minister too, I have the authority to use the funds..."

Seeing Saria's raised eyebrow, Medic puffed out his cheeks slightly:

"And I'll have something to say if Kal'tsit asks me later... I didn't use it for other purposes; it's a necessary expenditure to enhance the combat effectiveness of the team's front-line combat personnel... It's just that it's a little bit too much."

"... A quarterly turnover for a medium-sized company in Columbia... has become 'a pittance' in your mouth? In short, such a violation of the rules is irresponsible towards Rhodes Island as a corporate entity... As Rhodes Island contracted operator, if Medic insists on going your own way, then I will exercise my right to report this incident to Ms. Kal'tsit at a critical juncture."

"Saria, you... are so 'right'."

Just as Medic was feeling discouraged but was still continuing to refine the chip design, the sudden sound of a door opening interrupted their conversation. The footsteps were so light that Medic twitched her ears, almost thinking it was her Little Cat returning.

"... Amiya?"

"Sister Medic..."

For some reason, the Little Bunny looked preoccupied, but soon, as if she had made up her mind, Amiya pricked up her ears, clenched her little fists, and looked at Medic with utmost seriousness:

"Medic, although I didn't intentionally inquire about the secret operation... but your destination is Chernobog, are you going to rescue the Doctor?"

Medic frowned slightly, but still nodded:

"Yes, but... Amiya, even if you are the CEO of Rhodes Island, entering the classified operations preparation room is a violation of regulations... I cannot allow you to participate in this operation... Since you have discovered some details of this mission, you should also know the current state of chaos at the target location."

"I don't know your combat effectiveness, and I can't be sure if I can protect your safety in the war zone..."

Hearing Medic say this, Amiya became slightly anxious:

"But Lady Saria has never cooperated with you either, has she? I'm very strong too; I'm evenly matched with Rosemary in our simulation battle! And you, Sister Medic, should be able to sense my magic..."

"... But Lady Saria has Kal'tsit's recommendation... Also, you need to consider your identity... The CEO of Ursus Rhodes Island appearing in a city where the Old Nobility Faction's army is stationed... How much of a burden will this become for everyone, Amiya? Have you really thought this through carefully?"

Seeing Medic's serious refusal, Amiya choked back a few sobs, feeling hurt.

The Little Bunny then looked at Huang, hoping that this big cat, with whom she usually had a good relationship, could put in a good word for her... but Huang's thoughts were on Medic's side... she also thought that it was better for Amiya not to go to such a dangerous place.

The Babel lost its founder, Rhodes Island lost its commander... Now, this Landship cannot afford to lose Amiya as well.

"... So, the reason they won't let me go is because the team's survival rate in the war zone is worrying? Then... I'll pay for it..."

"Ah?"

"I meant that thing you guys were designing... I'll fund it. If everyone equips that thing, everyone's combat effectiveness will be greatly improved, right? I'll equip it too... Medic, you can't say I'm completely unprepared now..."

Seeing Amiya's unwavering resolve, the cat, who had already rejected Amiya twice, sighed... Just as Nana was about to make up her mind to firmly refuse again, the automatic door opened once more:

"Let her go with you... Otherwise, if she sneaks off on her own or acts on her own... that would be even more troublesome."

Turning around, I saw emerald Feline, looking just as tired as Medic, enter the conference room... and there was still quite a distance to go before the scheduled meeting time of 8:30.

"Amiya... you've made up your mind, haven't you?"

PS: Waaaaaaah!

PSS: Come to think of it, it seems like I've had W missing for quite a while... but with twelve slots in a team, it would be too drawn out to write a storyline for everyone in the Doctor's relationship chart.

We'll see how to make the situation clear and concise for everyone then...

6th Patriot's Gun: 230 VIP Rescue Team, Assemble

Perhaps it was because he had mentioned the idea of misappropriating departmental funds without reporting it earlier. Although he was interrupted by Amiya in the middle, the sudden hearing of that familiar cold voice still made Medic's tail and ears stand up instantly, almost causing him to bristle.

"Kal'tsit, when did you arrive? The meeting is at 8:30, and we haven't even started yet..."

Looking at the black cat with somewhat evasive eyes, Emerald Feline was speechless for a moment... Although she could tell that Kal'tsit wanted to say something, perhaps because she was also exhausted from staying up all night, Kal'tsit opened her mouth but then steered the conversation back to business: