Deep Sea Hunter, but Deep Sea Titan

Chapter 59: Cat Lover TV (First Update)

"No, you, what do you know?"

"No, I should say, Nautilus, who exactly are you?"

Kal'tsit finally couldn't hold on any longer, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground. The bronze giant had just transformed into the astronaut from the video right in front of her.

"It must be an illusion created by some kind of Originium Arts. Even you cannot desecrate them!"

Kal'tsit's usual reserve had vanished without a trace. She couldn't very well say that the person in front of her was also one of the Creators, could she?

"All the betrayals are real, and all the conspiracies are real."

“But I am real too, Kal'tsit.”

The spacesuit's helmet was opened, revealing Lotin's face beneath the composite lining. Except for his skin being drier than when he used the Agorian's body, everything else was exactly the same.

Rather, this body is physiologically the same as Lotin's body before his transmigration, without any characteristics of Terran creatures.

"So, Kal'tsit, think it over carefully."

“Your ‘mother’ gave you freedom, but you pushed her into the abyss with responsibilities that did not belong to her.”

If Kal'tsit simply chose Terra and hoped to save it, there was nothing wrong with that, since the prophet at the time did indeed let her make her own choice.

However, not only did she fail to achieve her goals, she also took it upon herself to wake the doctor up early and throw a trolley problem at her.

"I am, Kal'tsit's mother?"

The Doctor looked at Kal'tsit in surprise. Judging from her appearance, she could hardly imagine that she had such a "mature" daughter.

But what caught her attention even more was the young man inside the spacesuit.

The true owner of this sarcophagus was "Nautilus, a member of the Retro Space Enthusiasts Association".

According to Kal'tsit, this machine belongs only to her race, and since Lotin possesses it, the Doctor can only assume that the "Nautilus" in front of her, who has changed his appearance, is one of her kind.

The sense of familiarity that Loting brought her in this state also proves this point.

"To be precise, Kal'tsit is your creation, but you freed her and gave her free will."

"These things happened before you lost your memory."

The mask on the [Astronaut] skin can be opened, but this does not result in the loss of the full functionality of the [Nautilus Template], which is probably a unique feature of the [Astronaut] legendary skin.

"At least Kal'tsit's accusations against you are unfounded."

The astronaut looked at Kal'tsit, who was slumped on the ground, and reprimanded her sternly.

"Kal'tsit, come lie down here."

"You, what are you going to do?"

Kal'tsit's expression had changed from shock to fear. She had a premonition that if she didn't do as she was told, she might have to prepare to be resurrected once again.

Fearing punishment, the cat tiptoed up to the astronaut and crouched down. The current Kal'tsit was completely different from the Dr. Kal'tsit that the Doctor knew.

"Nautilus, what are you going to do to her?"

"If what you say is true, that Kal'tsit is my creation, my daughter, then as her mother, I also have a responsibility!"

"It's my fault for not educating her properly before she lost her memory!"

The doctor also sensed the danger in the astronaut's eyes. She thought that her unfamiliar "daughter" was probably in grave danger. She was just following her heart and worrying about her creation.

It's just like that gentle yet indecisive prophet. He evokes both sympathy and regret.

"Doctor of Rhodes Island, please move aside."

"You've been too lenient with her, giving her too much freedom."

The astronaut gently pushed the doctor away, turned the anchor around, and swung the other end of the anchor.

"Kal'tsit, I think you've been spoiled by your mother. You've enjoyed freedom far beyond your status, and now you even have your mother clean up your messes."

"Since you hate her so much, why do you let her continue to be responsible for the ideals you imposed on her while she has amnesia? Isn't that just leaving you with another mess that you can't clean up?"

"Do you think that because your mother is kind-hearted and can clean up your messes, you can act rashly without considering the consequences?"

"How dare you talk to your mother like that? You have no manners!"

Kal'tsit watched in despair as a thick, rod-like shadow was cast across her face—the other end of the anchor.

Disobedient children always get a beating.

"Woo!"

Kal'tsit gritted her teeth, desperately trying to suppress her screams, while the Doctor turned his head away with a pained expression.

"Didn't you think about the consequences before you told Theresa about that dangerous method?"

"Time and time again, you carry out immature plans that cause your students, friends, followers, and supporters to die because of you, while you alone live on with a clear conscience."

Lotin discovered that while he was punishing Kal'tsit, the layers of [Heart Steel] were also stacking up.

"I'm sorry, Doctor, I... I shouldn't have done that to you."

The astronauts' caning lasted for 5 minutes, perhaps partly because Lotin wanted to stack more layers of [Heart Steel].

"If she misbehaves again, just tell me."

Luo Ting breathed a sigh of relief and said to the doctor who had finally turned around.

"Since you consider me the punisher of traitors, then I'll tell you clearly."

"Your mom will spoil you, but I won't!"

Lotin put away the ship's sights and stared at Kal'tsit with a cold gaze.

"Then, what about my compatriots? What about our compatriots?"

"Could it be that on this land, my glorious civilization, which even used this powerful machine as a household appliance, is now reduced to just the two of us?"

The Doctor helped Kal'tsit, who was barely able to stand, and although she felt a pang of heartache, she was also unexpectedly relieved and felt much more relaxed.

"I'm sorry, Doctor, it seems we're the only ones left."

When Lotin arrived in this world, the Deep Blue Tree had already become the Sea Child, the Star Gate had been taken over by demons, and the Paradise Project was something like a decisive weapon.

The Preservator Project faced insufficient resource allocation from its inception, encountering problems even when energy was plentiful. This meant that even with subsequent energy replenishment, the project was beyond saving. After all, how could a dormant person have a heartbeat?

The stasis institute where the Doctor was located was special, and the Doctor survived.

Lotin is a visitor from another world whose only concern is survival and avoiding being overturned; he is powerless to change the past.

That's all I can tell you.

In an instant, the doctor's long-standing feelings of loneliness and alienation were answered; she was different from the creatures of this land.

After the initial surprise came more doubt and fear. The joy of reuniting with his compatriots was almost instinctive, and the doctor didn't even realize that the language the three were speaking no longer belonged to the Terra civilization.

"Only...only us?"

The doctor's pupils dilated in shock.

Bad news: Including her, her civilization has only two living people left.

Good news: Including her, her civilization still has two living people left.

The doctor's feelings at this moment were indescribable. She had lost her memories of the previous civilization, but she was unable to escape the loneliness of feeling out of place.

She lost the personality of that evil spirit, and with her innate kindness, she always faced every operator with a smile. However, the operators' recognition of her could not fill the emptiness in her heart.

Something slipped into her chaotic thoughts, and memories flooded the doctor's brain like a tidal wave.

The alarm blared so loudly it nearly pierced her eardrums.

In this memory, she and another woman were running desperately down a corridor.

She lay down on the cold machine, and a sudden wave of drowsiness disrupted her previously clear consciousness.

This scene was all too familiar to her, but no matter how much the doctor tried to pierce the veil covering her memory, all his efforts in thinking were in vain.

Until that voice rang out.

Chapter Sixty: The First Encounter with the Female Ghost (Second Update)

"Doctor, I never thought I'd be the one who doesn't want to let go now."

"I have to do this. It's the only way for you to live."

“...Ah, Doctor...If this continues, we'll never see each other again. I can't accept this. I won't give up.”

"Doctor, I believe our connection will transcend time and space."

Even if the oceans boil and the atmosphere disappears, even if our satellites fall one after another into the vortex of gravity, even if our sun expands viciously, mercilessly devouring its children until all is silent...

"We will meet again. At the edge of civilization, adorned with darkness and starlight, we will meet again. We will."

"Although that astronaut shares the same blood as you, he is a stranger to you. The name Nautilus never entered your life while I was still alive."

"He's just a space enthusiast who likes retro spaceflight, a far cry from your past life."

"He means nothing to you, only me, only me!"

“I will wait until that day. I will definitely wait until that day. Wait for me. You must wait for me too, Doctor. Don’t forget me.”

The voice in the doctor's mind felt incredibly familiar to her, containing a deep, almost frenzied love.

The fragments gradually coalesced, and a name emerged in her mind.

“Nautilus, Precyth says she knows you.”

"So, who is Priscilla?"

Kal'tsit was exhausted by the series of shocking facts, and she could only look at Lotin with pleading eyes.

She had already implicitly acknowledged that Lotin knew how dangerous the woman associated with that name was.

Lotin did know that the memories Precys had left in the Doctor's mind were protected and could not be erased.

Unfortunately, a female ghost is still a female ghost. Luo Ting's greatest advantage is that he is a living person.

"She is indeed a very important person to you."

"But I regret to say, as I said before, that our civilization..."

If Precyth has room for maneuver, does Lotin not have any room for maneuver under the [Astronaut] skin?

Although the other party is an extremely heavy cybernetic female ghost, she is heavy on the Doctor.

Lotin absolutely could not allow her to continue with the Originium Project, which had gone off track. Therefore, as a variable from another world, Lotin had to find a way to interfere with her plans.

"You may find this hard to accept."

This was Loting's final explanation.

The past between Prestis and the Doctor is a part that Kal'tsit is set to be unspeakable, so even if Kal'tsit knows it, she cannot explain it to the Doctor.

The doctor recalled what Luo Ting had said earlier, "There are only the two of them left alive," and his expression instantly turned dejected.

"Alright, Doctor, you also need time to process your memories."

"There is one last traitor in Chernobog who needs to be punished."

Lotin walked toward the sarcophagus that was his in name. He didn't believe Kal'tsit's immature "well-intentioned conjectures" and was prepared to completely destroy this home-use physiological repair device that was nominally his—without leaking its fuel.

Brass and rust gradually covered the pristine white spacesuit, and the astronauts transformed back into salvage workers.

Will you accept my offerings again?

Before Lotin headed to the tower, the Doctor asked the question with some trepidation. The fact that a fellow human being would respond to her prayers made her reluctant to part ways; she subconsciously sought a bond to maintain contact with them.

Even if it's just talking about life in the past, even if it's just talking about the most insignificant daily life of that civilization, it's fine.

Frankly, Lotin no longer has any reason to deliberately lead the Doctor to seek his help.

However, considering that the Doctor is a stable factor, and that Rhodes Island, as an ally, can indeed contribute coins to him, which he can use to exchange for lottery chances, Loting decided to stick to his consistent principles:

Once the coins are inserted, then it's time to get to work—unless both his system and Lotin determine that this demand doesn't fall into the category of "those in distress."

"Of course, that's my principle."

"PhD."

Watching the departing bronze giant, the Doctor and Kal'tsit exchanged a glance; the atmosphere between them remained awkward.