Deep Sea Hunter, but Deep Sea Titan

Lotin's description of these spacecraft sparked fervent interest among the Rhodes Island engineering department personnel, but it would likely take them a considerable amount of time to fully grasp the underlying technical logic.

This isn't actually the activity center of the "Retro Space Enthusiasts Association," but rather a themed dormitory recreated based on a scene from Loting's dream.

"Well--"

The fragmented memories gave the doctor a slight headache, as she had only a vague recollection of the scene before her.

It felt as if I had actually visited this activity center ten thousand years ago.

The throbbing pain was gradually replaced by a sense of familiarity and peace of mind. This themed dormitory, whose renovation plan she and Luo Ting had jointly devised, truly made her feel more real.

The message left by Precyth said that she used to love role-playing games in other civilizations, and this statement became an anchor point for her memories.

"It's like I've been here before; it feels more like a return to familiar surroundings than witnessing a surprise."

The doctor did not have any memory of "Nautilus" in the pre-civilization, but she seemed to have visited this association to rent these antique-looking spacecraft while engaging in civilization role-playing entertainment.

"It's such a pity that I didn't meet you back then."

Lotin removed the astronaut's helmet, revealing a body devoid of any Terran physical characteristics. He controlled the exoskeleton-like spacesuit using some kind of simulated neural control system.

Between the spacesuit and Lotin's body is an inner lining, which is the materialized and recast version of the Doomsday Winter.

When Lotin completely sheds the outer shell that serves as part of the template, it can also be worn by Lotin in a more form-fitting manner as true armor.

In her spirit form, Theresa was extremely fortunate to witness the true face of yet another creator before her eyes.

He was more gloomy and peaceful than she had imagined; she had originally thought he would be a much more ferocious and cruel person.

Perhaps the Sarkaz body beneath the [Conqueror] helmet would actually make Lotin look even more ferocious.

“I think so too, Mr. Nautilus.”

"Mr. Nautilus, don't the two Miss Agors, whom you cherish so much, notice what's around you?"

The familiar setting and the unfamiliar blood relatives created a meeting with a rather ambiguous atmosphere.

"The gluttonous hunter, starving, went to find sandwiches, and to prevent her blood relative, whose desires were bottomless, from enjoying them alone, he forcibly dragged her along."

Loting has never disliked their possessive behavior and fighting over things; it's a seasoning he likes—of course, too much seasoning will make the flavor strange, and Loting has a sense of moderation.

Do you regret it? Do you regret deciding to save these nascent civilizations?

Loting closed the door, but did not lock it. However, for security reasons, guards were still stationed around the area.

“Of course I don’t regret it, Mr. Nautilus. What I do regret is that I didn’t realize at the time how fortunate and precious the help they received was.”

"Based on what you and Miss Theresa have told me, I think I was too hesitant and too soft-hearted at the time."

The Doctor sat at a minimalist table, the same spot in Lotin's dream.

“Even if I still choose to save, Mr. Nautilus, I will not squander my mercy as I have before.”

"Their redemption is nothing more than my continuation of the charity that comes with the continuation of the spark of civilization."

The Doctor had never thought things through as clearly as she did today, and of course, this was also because Lotin's existence revealed new possibilities to her, possibilities that were previously impossible.

She doesn't seem to need to agonize over the choice between the two.

"If you mean revising the Originium Project, we do have that opportunity, a very good one."

When Lotin collected the "original source stone" Anana, he did not immediately obtain the skin fragment of [Crystal Titan].

He had initially thought it was a skin token, but it seemed it wasn't quite complete yet.

There were originally three Originium stones, which correspond to the three main Originium veins now.

Perhaps you need to collect all three original Originium to obtain the skin fragment benefits from the skin token.

Its power is closely related to Originium itself. The power of this skin is an opportunity to revise the Originium Project, a very promising opportunity.

"But it seems somewhat difficult to continue the flame of civilization."

"As far as I know, most of the supporting projects of Project Originium have run into problems, such as the Enemy in the Abyss, which was supposed to be the cleaner that reconstructs the ecosystem."

Lotin stated that, putting aside whether he wanted to or not, the idea of ​​resurrecting a pre-existing civilization seemed technically impossible.

"Revising the Originium Project is one of my ideals, and it shouldn't have brought unnecessary suffering."

"And the flame of civilization continues—"

The doctor leaned closer to Lotin, trying to get a little closer to Lotin who was sitting down.

"On this unfamiliar land, the remnants of that brilliant civilization can only meet between you and me, Mr. Nautilus."

The doctor unconsciously licked his lips.

"Doctor, what are you trying to do?"

Lotin never expected that the doctor would make such a request for such a reason.

"I've already said it, to continue the flame of civilization."

The doctor slid into Loting's palm, then climbed up Loting's arm to the collar where the helmet had been removed.

The spacesuit, which is over 6 meters long, seems to have enough space to accommodate another person.

“You can’t just play with those little animals all the time, Mr. Nautilus.”

"Ah, you and Precys both said that I was once a powerful scientist who led a preservation plan."

“Alright, then I will now order you, Citizen, in my capacity as the person in charge of the preservation plan, to assist me in implementing the new preservation plan.”

The doctor seems to have had some kind of switch flipped. On the surface, she remains gentle and mild-mannered, but she seems to be gradually revealing her strength through a process of slowly boiling a frog in water.

"Hey, you guys, don't spout this nonsense in front of me!"

"Lord Nautilus, before doing such a thing, shouldn't you at least sheathe me in your sword first?"

Theresa then realized what the Doctor really wanted to do. All she had ever done was hold the Doctor's hand!

The fair-skinned Sarkaz's delicate cheeks flushed crimson. Overwhelmed with shame and resentment, she involuntarily covered her face with her hands.

Could it be that I have become part of some kind of play?

"Doctor, I need to use another body to get Miss Theresa away for a moment—"

"Oh, no need, just put on your helmet."

The doctor gave Theresa a meaningful smile and said.

Chapter 171: Darkness Under the Lamp

Under the bright light, there was a closed astronaut helmet, a standing giant, and the themed dormitory he had just inspected.

Ah, and there's also a former Sarkaz Demon Lord floating in the air.

She was now peeking at the motionless astronaut through her fingers.

Meanwhile, Lotin was dealing with the doctor, who was being overly enthusiastic. Unlike the Deepsea Hunter's taut and resilient body, the doctor's body could be described as soft or even frail.

Loting could easily grab her wrist, rendering her immobile.

Although the Doctor exuded a strong sense of morbid beauty, her taut chest was something even Skadi couldn't match.

So much so that it can be described as magnificent.

"You have fallen into a trap, Doctor."

"What are you hoping to achieve by deliberately acting so arrogant?"

The whispers accompanied by warm breaths made the doctor's heart race.

"Your heart is filled with your own desires, yet you still use the high-sounding reason of the spark of civilization. You're really not straightforward, Doctor."

"Once you get to this point, there's no turning back?"

Unfortunately, against Lotin, the Doctor was never able to achieve true dominance through physical prowess like Laurentina.

“It is you who is greedy, Mr. Nautilus, who will only open your heart if you can have everything to yourself.”

"Of course we can ensure the continuation of the flame of civilization in a more effective way."

"However, I truly wish you could spend more time with me in your true self. You are my compatriot, my pillar of support. If you're always so infatuated with those two beautiful mermaid ladies—"

The doctor probably unilaterally believes that "astronaut" is the true form of Lotin.

Although Loting's physical form in this posture is biologically most similar to his original body before the transmigration, it is not Loting's true form in the strict sense.

"So be it, Mr. Nautilus, once you feel that twisted and heavy love for me, you never want to let go. I realized this too late, which is why I haven't received your response yet."

"It would be a great pity if our relationship could only end at the level of brotherhood. Your protection and comfort are very kind to me, Mr. Nautilus."

"Therefore, I will not lose to them."

Just as Theresa was unconsciously spinning upside down in mid-air for a long time, the unlocked door was pushed open.

After enjoying a late-night snack, Skadi and Laurentina returned to their temporary resting place on Rhodes Island.

Lotin has no need to rest for food, but her hunters and nuns are always tired.

Even with the Conqueror skin and the Potion of Wrath, which allow them to recover stamina directly from killing enemies, they are clearly not yet ready to adapt to a life of complete sleeplessness.

Especially given that both of them have potential mental health issues, they cannot completely break away from their original lifestyles.

"Miss Theresa, what's wrong?"

Laurentina keenly noticed the unusual expression and posture of Laurentina.

Theresa didn't answer, but continued to "breathe heavily," or at least she felt her heart was racing.

Although the current Theresa is actually a spirit.

"Didn't that hooded woman come to share this wonderful adornment with you right away?"

"A room with a view of the stars is simply irresistible."

Laurentina stared intently at the starry sky projection on the ceiling. The original activity center didn't have such a facility; it was specially added by Lotin for Laurentina.

"Do you like it, my nun?"

The astronaut casually walked over to Laurentina and gently stroked her face with his large fingers.

"I really like it, thank you—"

The Deep Sea Hunter's senses allowed Laurentina to hear a faint, unusual sound, which sent a jolt through her as if she had been electrocuted.

Immediately afterwards, the mad nun let out a chilling, sinister laugh.

"That's really daring! But next time it'll be my turn, and I'll play for much longer..."

Laurentina's expression turned dangerous, and she knew that Nautilus would easily indulge her whims, given his doting affection for her.

"Huh? Shark? What are you talking about?"

Skadi tilted her head in confusion.

"Hehe, my unfamiliar blood relative, you've shot yourself in the foot."

Laurentina whispered playfully in Skadi's ear, her tone laced with a hint of annoyance.

"What are you talking about, Shark? That hooded woman hasn't been here yet."

Skadi was waiting for her chance, while the silly orca was unaware that she had been cut in line.

"So close, yet so far, are my unfamiliar blood relatives."

"You'll regret those sandwiches; you'll miss out on a real delicacy."

Laurentina's hands were trembling; she was now only thinking about how to make up for what she had missed next time.

Theresa understood that the situation was somewhat chaotic, and her head was spinning even more.

She originally thought that this Creator had no other desires than hatred for the betrayers and an emphasis on the tithe.

Ah, perhaps in the guise of a "conqueror," he also craves some blood and death.

But she never imagined that these two "Agor attendants" had the same relationship with him, as if they were his cherished collectibles.

These girls are quite happy to indulge in it.

"I never expected you to have such a peculiar hobby."

Theresa suddenly couldn't calmly give up. Wasn't her current state just a matter of letting Lotin do whatever he wanted?

"Ha, Miss Theresa, are you worried about yourself?"