Poseidon in Arknights

"Okay, you can get down now, Talulah." Yuuki patted Talulah's face, who was lying on the hospital bed, while holding the report. "Your physical condition is very good. Although the concentration of Originium in your blood is very high, it doesn't seem to have affected your physical condition, but you still need to try to control it."

"Oh, okay." Talulah rolled over and sat up in bed, looking at Yuuki in front of her. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Um, Yuuki-san, is it alright to maintain a clone and do three things at the same time?"

"Hmm, there's no problem." Yuuki handed the report to Talulah. "It's only three, there won't be any issues, don't worry."

"Alright, wait outside. The other two will have to wait a little while." After saying that, Yuuki transformed into a stream of water and disappeared from Talulah's sight.

"Hmm." Talulah looked at the spot where Yuuki had been standing, the words of thanks stuck in her throat, and she didn't even have a chance to say them.

Finally, Talulah seemed to sigh helplessly, got off the hospital bed, pushed open the door of the infirmary, and sat obediently on the chair outside.

"Ms. Tallulah."

Talulah heard someone calling her name and turned around. Amiya walked over from the other side of the corridor. "Are you... the little bunny from before?"

“Yes, my name is Amiya.” Amiya nodded. “Good evening, Miss Talulah.”

"Um, good evening." Talulah watched as Amiya sat down next to her, wanting to speak but unsure what to say, and the two fell into a somewhat awkward silence.

After a while, Talulah spoke hesitantly, "Back in the plaza earlier... I'm sorry, if it weren't for Miss Yuzuki..."

“It’s alright,” Amiya immediately responded to Talulah. “It wasn’t Talulah’s fault. She must have been struggling at the time.”

"Struggling..." Talulah lowered her head. "Perhaps."

"If you're going to cry, now's the better time." At that moment, Yuzuki pushed a hospital bed out of the operating room on the other side. "Your friends are all asleep, so you can show your vulnerability."

Talulah looked at Frostnova, who was wearing a breathing mask on the hospital bed, and asked anxiously, "Miss Yuzuki, how is Frostnova?"

"Don't worry, the situation has stabilized. As long as we don't continue to use Originium magic on a large scale, her condition will remain stable for a long time."

Amiya looked at Frostnova lying on the hospital bed with curiosity: "How did Miss Yuzuki manage that?"

Amiya had also looked at Frostnova and Patriot's medical reports before, and well...

To put it bluntly, according to the report, Miss Frostnova is basically already halfway to her death. Any large-scale spellcasting could lead to the collapse of her body.

Mr. Patriot's situation is even more serious; with that level of Originium fusion, theoretically, it would be impossible for him to survive.

Therefore, Amiya was very surprised to see Froststar lying on the hospital bed, whose complexion seemed to have regained its rosy hue and who no longer exuded a chilling aura.

"Oh, it's nothing, just a large-scale tissue removal and deep dialysis." Yuuki replied casually to Amiya, then quickly spoke up when she saw Amiya deep in thought.

"However, you can't use my method. I simply kept them alive with my water and then slowly regenerated flesh and blood for them."

“If you use this method, it will not succeed. It will definitely cause problems. You absolutely, absolutely do not use it.”

At this moment, in the other operating room, Kal'tsit also took off her gloves and came out, saying, "More importantly, Dr. Yuuki's recovery method does not contain any Originium components. This method can only be considered unique, and we cannot replicate it."

Kal'tsit glanced at Yuuki and continued, "At least with Terra's current technology, it is absolutely impossible to replicate it. Moreover, it is a completely different system... and as for the surgery just now, it is difficult to call it surgery, and the risks are also unknown."

"Is that so?" Amiya nodded regretfully.

"Where is Mr. Patriot?" Talulah looked into the operating room. "Why hasn't he come out yet?"

“Bozokasti has a much higher fusion rate than Frostnova, and the area removed is also larger, as is the strength of its flesh.” Kal'tsit glanced at the operating room behind her. “So, Dr. Yuuki is still inside working on flesh regeneration.”

"Don't worry, everything is going smoothly," said Yuzuki, who was standing nearby. "The surgery went very well, there won't be any problems."

“Dr. Yuzuki, I don’t think that kind of almost brutal tissue removal method can be considered surgery in the traditional sense.”

"Well~" Yuzuki shrugged helplessly, "Is there any way to deal with them? These two are basically like people growing out of Originium. If we don't use some force, there's no way to get them to cooperate."

Suddenly, Yuuki in front of everyone turned into a stream of water, and the operating room behind them opened again. Yuuki pushed an oversized hospital bed out of the room.

“However, according to my reply, they can be discharged almost immediately after they wake up, without any delay.” Xi Yue pushed the hospital bed and looked at everyone. “Of course, a necessary recovery period is still necessary, and they will need some time to adapt.”

Talulah looked at the two people lying on the hospital bed and suddenly asked, "Does that mean I can take them away right now?"

"How can you say it's like cargo?" Yuuki looked at Talulah strangely. "That's true, but I still suggest staying on Rhodes Island for a period of observation."

Talulah shook her head: "No, we were fighting to the death this morning, it would only be awkward for us to stay here, and besides, we can't disappear from the Reunion Movement for too long right now."

“Is that so?” Xi Yue nodded. “In that case, alright, I’ll go down with you and at least help you get Mr. Patriot into the car.”

"Well, thank you, Miss Yuzuki."

Chapter 83: Happy Birthday

"Froststar, when you wake up, I'm going to give you a good talking-to. You need to lose weight!" Talulah opened the car door and tossed Froststar into the back seat of the pickup truck.

"Judging from Drak's physical condition, Frostnova shouldn't be too heavy at this point." Xiyue smiled and wrapped Patriot in water, placing him in the pickup truck's cargo bed, while the tattered armor was simply piled up to the side.

“But she really should lose weight.” Talulah shrugged after hearing Yuuki’s words and closed the car door. “I really don’t know how she managed to get so fat in that kind of environment?”

Yuuki smiled at Talulah, glancing at her out of the corner of her eye. She remained standing at the entrance of the passage, seemingly unaware of Kal'tsit's presence.

"Are you really not going to cry?"

“…” Talulah suddenly fell silent as she listened to Yuuki’s words.

“I think they won’t wake up for a while. You’re not the leader of the Reunion Movement right now, so you can cry as much as you want.”

Yuuki walked to Talulah's side and slightly turned her body to block Kal'tsit's possible gaze.

Looking at the silent Talulah, Yu Yue gently stroked her head: "Releasing your emotions appropriately will help you adjust your state. Not everything can be solved by enduring."

"..." Talulah looked at Yuuki's gentle face, remained silent for a while, and then suddenly hugged her. A series of sobs came from Yuuki's arms.

"I'm sorry to them, I'm sorry to Ino and Sasha, I've let them down..."

She understood what she had done. The plans that the Black Serpent had originally intended to execute echoed in Talulah's mind. Talulah was not stupid. Even just looking at those plans, she understood how great the consequences of information technology would be.

That would ignite a war between the two countries, and countless people would be dragged into the endless conflict because of him.

As the integration movement that caused all of this, whether successful or not, it will inevitably be crushed between the two countries.

Furthermore, such anger could affect countless infected individuals, making their situation even more difficult.

The more Talulah deciphered what the Black Serpent left behind, the clearer the answer became in her mind. All of this was not even possible; if it weren't for Miss Yuzuki, if no one had stopped the Black Serpent, it would have been a certainty.

Yuuki simply looked at Talulah calmly, raising her hand to stroke her head repeatedly. She didn't need to say anything; only Talulah herself could console herself about this matter.

All she needed to do now was hug Talulah, shield her from the view of others, let her cry her heart out, and allow her to freely vent her emotions.

After a while, Talulah's sobs gradually stopped, and then she gently left Yuuki's embrace, wiping away the remaining tears on her face.

"Thanks……"

"It's alright~" Yuzuki said with a gentle smile, looking at Talulah. "It's still late at night, so be careful on the road."

"Mmm, thank you." Talulah took a deep breath, calming her still turbulent emotions, and turned to get into the driver's seat. "...Thank you, doctor."

"Ah."

Talulah looked at Yuuzuki, whose hand, hidden in the shadow of the car door, had somehow grasped the pendant that she had kept in her inner pocket. Then, Talulah took a deep breath, slowly started the car, and drove away.

"Well, that's all I can do." Yu Yue sighed as she watched the car drive away. "From now on, I think it's all up to you. I hope you can really ignite the spark of hope for this land."

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"Hmm~" Talulah gripped the steering wheel with one hand, while the other hand held the pendant that Yuuki had given her, tightly holding the blue gemstone in her hand.

"What are you thinking about?" Suddenly, a steady voice rang out in the carriage.

Startled, Talulah nearly lost her grip on each of them and crashed into a nearby rock. "Patriot, even if you're awake, don't scare me! I'm driving!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Patriot sat up from the car seat, slowly raised his hand, and slowly clenched his fist. A long-lost sense of strength emanated from all parts of his body, and the intense pain of the past had dissipated.

"Phew... It's been so long since I felt this relaxed." Patriot raised his hand and pinched his throat. The feeling of blockage in his throat finally disappeared, and with each breath, fresh air could finally enter smoothly from his throat.

"Judging from your voice, Patriot, you're much better now." Talulah's face lit up with joy as she listened to Patriot's voice, which was no longer hoarse.

"Hmm." Patriot nodded, reached out and put on the armor that was placed to the side, then looked at Frostnova, who seemed to be asleep, lying in the back seat.

Looking at Froststar, whose complexion was now rosy and who no longer radiated a chilling aura, Patriot's face broke into a rare smile.

"Although the process was somewhat painful and could hardly be called surgery, the results were definitely real." Patriot rubbed his arm. "But it seems like it will take some time to get used to it."

“Oh, right, Dr. Yuzuki also said it would take some time to adjust.” Talulah glanced at Patriot through the rearview mirror. “But the process is painful, didn’t you guys have anesthesia?”

"..." Patriot paused for a moment before slowly saying, "Miss Yuzuki's anesthesia method is a bit special, so I woke up once in the middle. To be honest, I wish I had never woken up."

"why?"

—————Rhodes Island Medical Center—————

"Heave-ho!!!" Hua Fazhou, wearing a heavy protective suit, struggled to drag a huge box out of the operating room. "To be honest, Amiya, I don't really recommend you touch these boxes, even though they are made of special insulating materials."

“It’s alright, I was wearing protective gear.” Amiya’s ears twitched behind the huge box. “Is this the infected tissue that was cut from Mr. Patriot and the others during the surgery?”

"Hands, surgery?" Warfarin's lips twitched. To be honest, she really didn't want to admit that what you had gone through could be called surgery.

To be honest, at first she was just curious, so what if it was those two infected people who were practically half-buried in the coffins?

After all, both families had left blood samples with her, and the original concentration of their blood was reported by the French-Chinese Union. Hua Falin also understood perfectly what that degree of fusion and the content of Originium particles in the blood represented.

Therefore, Warfarin submitted an application to Kal'tsit and Yuuki, requesting to participate in and observe the surgery.

Having received Kal'tsit's consent, she came over happily. Of course, for her safety, she chose to wear that heavy protective suit; she wasn't Kal'tsit, nor was she Yuuki, who wasn't afraid of Originium at all.

She didn't dare to touch the rare blood sample from Wendigo, and she wouldn't dare to touch the raw stone particles that were almost visible to the naked eye, even if she had 100 times the courage.

After that, she saw surgeries used as negative examples in any medical textbook—no, they couldn't even be called surgeries; they would be more appropriate to call them dissections or even butchery.

As soon as she arrived, Xiyue pulled out two wooden sticks from her clothes and struck the two patients on the head with force, knocking them unconscious on the hospital bed.

Putting everything else aside, just this one move should have made Warfarin realize that something was wrong with the surgery.

Then, the surgery officially began. After Miss Yuzuki wrapped the Wendy Goch with water, the blood-splattered surgical procedure began.

Large chunks of infected tissue were cut off directly, infected tissue was removed directly, and even crystallized bone was removed directly from the body.

Those crystallized organs were also pulled directly out of the body after Xiyue froze them. In terms of appearance, this could not be called surgery at all, nor did it have anything to do with surgery.

During that process, Wendigo actually woke up once. At that time, Yuuki had just pulled out his half-crystallized lungs. Wendigo seemed to be about to say something when he was knocked unconscious again by the stick that Miss Yuuki casually pulled out.

Warfarin felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the whole process; for a moment, he couldn't even tell if he was in an operating room, on an autopsy table, or in a slaughterhouse.

She couldn't even confirm whether the skeleton on the stage was still alive. That's why Kal'tsit said it absolutely couldn't be called surgery, or even treatment, and at the same time, it was absolutely not replicable.

Those are absolute values; there are absolutely no safety tips to refer to.

"Amiya, you'd better not be curious..." Warfarin said, trying to banish the images from her mind. "You won't be able to sleep."

"Hmm?" Amiya nodded, though she was a little confused. "Okay, I understand, Dr. Warfarin."

"Sigh, I need to find some fun, but I don't think I'll be able to sleep for the next ten days or so." Warfarin nodded at Amiya, who wasn't asking any more questions, and refused to leave, dragging her heavy suitcase.