Ark, after I died, the operators started to love me.

Or both.

Kal'tsit was always an outsider in his mind.

"So you think my appearance killed the game?"

"You have nothing to do with this match, so how can you, as a spectator, personally get on the field? Besides, the person you really need to focus on is Amiya."

Mike felt a surge of curiosity when Amiya was mentioned.

Before he left Rhodes Island, Amiya had completed all her high school courses and taken the entrance exam for Victoria University, but had not yet received an acceptance letter. She also didn't know how the little bunny was doing.

"She received her acceptance letter after you left, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, she will enroll in October of this year."

Mike sighed: "If you say that, something unexpected will probably happen."

"And what about you? Are you planning to continue being the owner of a car repair shop in Lungmen? If it's just role-playing, I think you deserve a better position."

"What are you hinting at me?"

“There’s no hint, but if you feel there is, I can offer an additional option.”

Mike smiled, got out of bed, walked to the door, turned around and asked, "I'm going to take a shower, do you want to come with me?"

“Come on, same as before.” Kal’tsit raised an eyebrow.

……

Outer ring road of Longmen.

The crowded breakfast stalls emitted a wonderful aroma, and Mike and Kal'tsit sat at the same table, each enjoying their food.

Just like a morning long ago when they were on Rhodes Island, nothing unexpected happened, nothing changed, nothing at all.

"You seem to really like the Lungmen operators."

Kal'tsit put down her chopsticks.

She wasn't used to this kind of tableware at first, but with the doctor's careful guidance, she gradually learned how to use it.

Mike was poking at a soft-boiled egg with his chopsticks: "I like Texas, with its cool exterior but gentle heart."

"I also like Mostima. Time has not taken everything away from her; she still possesses the most intense emotions hidden deep in her heart."

"Although Lin Yuxia has taken control of the gangs in the outer ring of Longmen and become the new Rat King, she is still a good girl."

"But Kal'tsit, what am I to you? A tool when necessary?"

Kal'tsit didn't answer his question, but instead asked, "Do you really love so many people?"

"Why not? I've said I love everyone equally, and that's my principle."

"Okay, it seems you already have the answer in your heart."

Mike was focused on finishing his food when Kal'tsit handed him a tissue.

The man took it, carefully wiped his mouth, and asked, "When are you leaving Lungmen?"

"Once all the problems here are resolved and Rhodes Island's volunteer medical service activities are over, I will return to Rhodes Island. Amiya will be handling everything alone, and even though Aya is helping her, I'm not entirely at ease with her."

Kelsey's answer was as Mike expected, but he was also concerned about another issue.

"how is she?"

This was no riddle. Kal'tsit knew who Mike was asking and replied, "He's still recovering in Londinium. I'm the best doctor in the land, and my advice is not to wander around. It will help with his recovery."

Hearing this, Mike smiled awkwardly and said softly, "I just hope that what happened to me won't bother her. Kal'tsit, did you tell her the truth? If so, I won't blame you."

Kal'tsit cast a disdainful look at him. More important than whether she had told that person or not was that this guy had actually exposed his identity right here in Lungmen. She wondered how long he could keep it a secret.

“When I wrote to her, I mentioned that I believed she could see through the little riddle I left behind.”

From this sentence, Mike discovered something: Kal'tsit hadn't been to Londinium for a long time, and had only communicated through letters.

"If you're worried, you can go and see for yourself."

"That's exactly what I was planning to do."

Kal'tsit looked up at the man before her: "Are you planning to leave Lungmen?"

He nodded: "It's temporary; we have such plans for the near future."

Mike took out his wallet to pay the bill, put his hands in his pockets, and Kal'tsit walked beside him as the two continued their conversation.

"You've only been in Longmen for a little over two months, and you already want to leave?"

"Judging by the time, winter has already arrived in the north, and some areas have even started to snow, making the roads even more difficult to travel. If I delay any longer, I will have to wait until next spring, which is not in line with my habits."

As the man passed by a newsstand, he noticed the owner was sleeping inside. He heard someone knocking on the glass, but simply pointed to the coin box on the counter, indicating that he could simply insert a coin.

Mike bought a newspaper and read it as he walked, explaining, "I really like the environment in Lungmen. I feel very comfortable here. There are no messy gunfights, you won't be robbed at knifepoint while walking on the street, and there are no debt traps targeting ordinary people. Lungmen is a good place, isn't it?"

Kal'tsit remained silent. She knew the Doctor had a plan for the whole thing, and just like in the past, while he performed, she only needed to fulfill her duty as an audience member.

“But this place has been attacked by demons, and I also found a corrupted Ursus guard. Before he died, he said something to me that I can’t understand. So I decided to go north to take a look. I have to go see for myself to be at ease.”

"Not having a position at Rhodes Island actually gives you more freedom."

Mike smiled and said, "With you and Amiya on Rhodes Island, what do I have to worry about? Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals' main mission on this land in the early stages has been completed. Oripathy has become insignificant in our hands. It's a feat worthy of being engraved on a monument, so you are safe."

"Have you decided yet?"

32. Ah, it smells so good!

"Yes, I'll set off once I've bought all the supplies."

Mike is known for his decisive and efficient actions, and he believes that the events that have occurred in Lungmen will attract widespread attention.

Kal'tsit posed a new question: "Do you want to go to the North alone?"

“I don’t know. Maybe I can manage on my own, or maybe I need some friends to go with me. But Kal’tsit, I don’t want you to come with me. Someone has to stay in the middle of this land.”

Based on Mike's understanding of Kal'tsit, the fact that she asked that question meant she had a backup plan.

Sure enough, the next second they heard Kal'tsit say, "You can wait in Lungmen for a few days. I'll write a few letters, and maybe someone will be willing to go with you."

Mike thought to himself, "That's the North, the coldest and most dangerous place on this land. It's not a place for ordinary people to go, and I certainly can't be a hindrance."

Seemingly sensing the man's doubt, Kal'tsit sighed: "Don't you trust me that much? I already said we're going to the North, of course I won't look for southerners."

"I believe you. Anyway, I still have some things to finish in Lungmen."

He was halfway through his sentence when a blush appeared on Kal'tsit's cheeks: "Then I'll stay at your house for the next few days."

Mike was stunned.

……

Two days later.

As the month drew to a close, Shi Huaiya put down her work and turned to look out the window.

She has learned more in these few days than she has in the past two or three decades of her life. Similarly, now that she knows the truth, it means that she is also in danger.

Having long regarded Longmen as their homeland that must be protected, the little tiger felt it was its duty to do so.

She recalled the solemn oath she took when she joined the Guard Bureau, and silently repeated the oath several times in her heart, vowing never to back down.

Judging by the time, it's about time I went to find that person.

After careful investigation and integrating all the information she had gathered, along with bold speculation, Swire became highly suspicious of the other party's true identity.

However, despite her good intentions, when Swire stood in front of the repair shop, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, wondering if what she was seeing was real.

Broca stood on the far right, tossing three pairs of pincers into the air, catching them repeatedly, and tossing them up again, like a street performer.

Javier stood in the middle, throwing out three wrenches with practiced skill that drew admiration.

Finally, there was Mike Ann, who calmly tossed out six screwdrivers, leaving everyone dazzled.

What are they doing?

Is this a complimentary service offered by the auto repair shop?

First, Broca noticed Swire standing not far away and said earnestly, "Miss Swire, please wait a moment. We are holding a competition. The loser goes to buy four servings of fried rice."

Javi shouted, "I can't possibly lose!"

Mike Ann sneered from the side, "How naive."

Their hands never stopped moving, treating this match as the most important part of their battle.

Completely ignored by these three people, Swire was furious. She quickly took out her phone and made a call. She wanted to teach these guys what the power of money really meant.

Before long, several vans loaded with ingredients and chefs pulled up in front of the repair shop, setting up pots and pans to cook dishes and stir-fry rice.

It's just three servings of fried rice.

Swire then pulled up a chair and sat opposite the three of them, pointing and gesturing: "Listen up, you three! I made fifteen bowls of fried rice. If you can't finish them today, I'll have someone force-feed them to you!"

But Javier disagreed: “Miss Swire, this won’t do. We must see this competition through to the end. It’s a matter of men’s dignity.”

Broca remained silent, and his resolute expression revealed that the Philin man regarded Javi's words as profound truth.

Swire laughed in exasperation, then turned to Mike and said, "You idiot, are you going to join them in their nonsense?"

Mike kept tossing the screwdriver in the air, saying seriously, "How can this be nonsense? This is a man's promise!"

what?

A man's promise?

Swire felt a surge of nameless anger rise from his chest to his brain, and grabbed a steaming plate of fried rice to put in his mouth.

You comedians are really going too far.

But at that moment, Javi, who was standing in the middle, suddenly put away the three wrenches and sighed, "Oh dear, I'm hungry. Let's compete again next time."

Mike took the six screwdrivers and put them aside: "You're absolutely right. The fried rice tastes good, much better than the roadside stalls. I just don't know if it's expensive."

Broca put away the pliers, reached into his pocket, and said with a troubled expression, "Oh no, I forgot my wallet."

Javi replied matter-of-factly, "I didn't bring my wallet either, but we have Austa, right?"

Austa, who was playing video games in the repair shop, heard someone call him. He looked up and looked outside, completely bewildered. When did Swire sit here, and when did he arrange for a chef to cook fried rice?

"Anyway, can we eat now?"