Terra's wild history maker!

Terra's Unofficial History Maker! Author: Salty Fox

He accidentally traveled to the Terra continent in the world of Arknights and had the ability to obtain items from his own memories. However, it was difficult for him to make the vague memories accurate by himself, and he needed others to awaken the clear memories.

So... Rhode Island needs more wild history!

Chapter 1ama-10

"You're looking for me... because of this?"

The person who spoke was a woman with short, neat silver hair, delicate and cool features, a skin that was a little too pale, and emerald green eyes that were very cold. She looked at the person in front of her with a textbook-like seriousness.

There is a pair of cat ears on the head, and there are some creepy particles on the smooth shoulders.

It was the old lynx, Kal'tsit.

Her fingertips gently stroked the outer shell of the black box in front of her, which was a very hard unknown material.

"Su Jiu...right?"

Kal'tsit turned to look at the young man who was looking at her expectantly. She remembered that this man had suddenly appeared in front of the Rhodes Island landship.

Thanks to the sharpness of the detection system, there was no extra red on the tracks.

In the subsequent contact, she found that the other party was the most ordinary human being, and that was why she spoke up and took him in.

Now he took out a coffin, but she remembered clearly that no one provided him with the materials.

"Yeah, it's me! I didn't expect you to remember me, Dr. Kal'tsit. This thing..."

Su Jiu pointed at the box behind him that looked like a coffin.

“It may not look good, but it’s functional!”

He is a time traveler who accidentally traveled to the Terra continent in Arknights.

Unfortunately, as an ordinary human being, we are too poor in this world full of supermen.

Fortunately, he successfully infiltrated Rhodes Island and also had a special ability.

Su Jiu discovered that he could obtain various items in his memory, commonly known as fishing.

It’s a pity that the memories are too detached from the complexity, like a never-ending ocean, and cannot be stopped.

We can only rely on other people as bait to anchor our memories, which is where the coffin comes in.

"This coffin..."

Kal'tsit interrupted Su Jiu.

She finally said those two words, otherwise she really didn't know how to describe this iron box.

"Don't call it a coffin, call it a wild...story-making machine!"

Su Jiu retracted the word "unofficial history".

His memory may deviate a little from official history, but it is definitely not unofficial history!

"Rather than discussing how to write a story here, I'd rather deal with Rhode Island affairs."

Kal'tsit turned around, leaving Su Ji with only her back, and spoke softly.

"Don't bother me with nonsense."

"It's not boring! Boss... Boss! Boss Kelsey! This device is really useful!"

Su Jiu changed his words quickly, he almost blurted out old woman, welcome to the Bridge University.

"Miss Amiya can't make a decision. Only with your approval can I find someone in Rhodes Island."

It's not that he didn't try to find Amiya and ask for her permission later, but unfortunately, as a stranger under observation, he had no way of getting close to other people.

"You deserve praise for following the procedures, but I refuse."

Kal'tsit didn't intend to nod.

"That's it..."

Su Jiu scratched his head and decided to try a different approach.

"Dr. Kal'tsit, as long as you can successfully make up a story, you can get something from it! Anything! It might just be a little random..."

He muttered the last part completely under his breath.

"?"

Kal'tsit's cat ears, which looked so tempting to touch, trembled slightly.

She naturally heard the latter part and secretly concealed the special condition of randomness... Could it be that what he said was true? Getting something from a false story?

Kal'tsit has lived in this land for so long and has seen all kinds of scenes, but she has never seen anything like this.

Considering Su Jiu's unknown origins, and the impression she had of the humans of the previous civilization being quite powerful...

Kal'tsit's impression of scientists is that they are a bunch of crazy people who don't care about any prohibitions and might even secretly find people to experiment on.

She was not afraid of danger, and she did need to know whether this device would threaten Rhodes Island.

"The story is constructed based on the memories between you and me, so you don't have to actually make it up!"

Su Jiu smiled slightly, knowing that Kal'tsit had taken the bait.

"Well, there's no point in saying more, Dr. Kel'tsit. You just need to give it a try, and you'll understand what this story-making machine is like!"

He pushed open the coffin lid and motioned Kal'tsit to go in and try.

"You should know the consequences of cheating."

Kal'tsit said calmly as she walked to the side of the 'coffin'.

The inner layer of the coffin is made of a soft material and nothing else. There is no sign of any technological content at all.

She wondered if she was being tricked, but what was the point of tricking her into the box?

"It's okay, it's just a bridge accident! My weak body can be sent to the ship after just one repair. You know, I can't take this lightly!"

Su Jiu patted his chest and made the promise.

Not everyone can take warfarin for a whole day without any problems.

Kal'tsit remembered that she probably had not told the other party about the incident of hanging on the bridge.

The last time he came, Warfarin was on top?

Su Jiu knew so much, and she was suspected of being a mad scientist... She smelled the scent of a new student at Bridge University.

Now, let's see what happens.

Kal'tsit pushed the coffin lid open completely, stepped on the small stool provided beside it, and prepared to go in.

"Please wait! Take off your shoes! Someone else will need them later!"

Su Ji hurriedly stopped Kal'tsit from behaving so casually.

Although it looks like a coffin, it is not really a coffin!

"……Fine."

Kal'tsit was a little surprised. Su Jiu... was really so confident about getting approval?

She sat in the 'coffin', stretched out her green fingers, and reached for the hidden buckle on the side of her boots.

Su Ji turned on the automatic aiming, which was like the dinging sound before a meal, triggering a conditioned reflex.

The moment the boot shaft left the ankle, the light red marks on the instep due to long-term pressure were faintly visible, and the light pink flesh-colored sole of the foot appeared briefly.

As if the air was a little too stimulating, Kal'tsit curled up her toes slightly, and the curve of her arch was now visible.

"I'm thinking……"

Before Kal'tsit noticed that something was wrong with her vision, Su Jiu spoke.

"You're not wearing socks, and the material of your shoes doesn't look breathable. Do you think they won't smell bad?"

"?"

Kal'tsit's movements froze instantly, and a question mark slowly appeared in her mind.

What words!

"Don't look at the world with ordinary people's eyes. Everything here is different from what you know."

"Can't you just talk properly... Then, do you want me to close the door for you?"

Su Ji took the initiative and seized the right to speak.

"No need."

Kal'tsit closed the coffin manually, and the remaining light in her retina disappeared, causing her to subconsciously close her eyes. The subtle sounds that were once drowned out by the noise were now deafening.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, some voices lingered in her ears.

"Hakimi Hakimi~"

"You're right, but my M3 is injured."

"Half Kelsey."

Although it was strange, it was normal to have auditory hallucinations in a quiet environment, until...

"ama-10."

Chapter 2 Your days of controlling the Doctor are over!

"!"

This name and this familiar voice made the fur on Kal'tsit's ears stand up suddenly and her tail straighten instantly.

how come……

She suddenly opened her eyes. She didn't know when she was no longer in the dark environment. When she saw the surrounding situation clearly, her emerald eyes shrank into a vertical line and her breathing almost stopped.

The cold-toned metal room was the most common undecorated room in Rhodes Island. The furnishings in the room were simple, with only a table and chairs besides the bed.

There was a woman sitting on the chair, wearing a white coat, a white shirt and a black skirt.

The opaque black stockings tightly wrapped around her slender but graceful legs, and her long brown hair fell naturally behind her.

At this moment, she held her cheeks with both hands, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her purple pupils looked straight at Kal'tsit.

She seems to be someone who is easy to get along with, but her naturally falling bangs obscure the light on her delicate face and add a few shadows, making her look like a sickly girl in backlight.

"Ama-10, don't you recognize me?"

The visitor greeted with a smile, as if they were chatting at home, which made the tense and quiet atmosphere dissipate.

"..."

But Kal'tsit didn't dare to relax at all.

Even though she was too nervous to be aware of her own condition, she was certain that her ears had probably drooped to the sides, giving her the stress state of airplane ears.

Precious...why is he here?

She didn't dare to speak, because if she did, it would undoubtedly be a breath.

"Kelsey."

Suddenly, another familiar voice sounded behind Kal'tsit, and a pair of hands as white as jade and wearing familiar rings gently placed on her shoulders.

The delicate pink and white hair fell naturally beside her cheeks, and the slight itching urged her to scratch it with her hands.

However, at this moment, Kal'tsit felt cold all over in this warm room.

"What's wrong, Kal'tsit? Are you feeling unwell?"

The owner of the voice noticed that something was wrong with Kal'tsit, walked up to her with concern, and put his hand on her forehead.

"Do not……"

Kal'tsit staggered back a few steps, her lips trembling, and she seemed unable to utter a complete sentence.

The iconic Sarkaz horns, the crown of civilization's continuation on his head, the pink and white hair that reached his waist, the pure white dress, and the eyes as gentle as water as always, made her heart beat much faster than when she had just seen Prissise.