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So he didn't explain anything in the end, just shook his head and repeated the sentence.

"Things and tasks are different. They are two different things and have nothing in common."

[Same]

Ghosts are sometimes terribly stubborn in certain aspects, otherwise they would not embark on that lonely journey, and finally stand in front of the so-called God and swing a knife to chop him down.

"Why do you say that?" The doctor was stunned.

[They can all be completed]

"Some things cannot be accomplished." The doctor laughed dumbly. In a sense, the ghost is very similar to Tony Stark, but also not quite the same as Tony Stark.

Tony Stark's arrogance comes from himself. He firmly believes that he can do it.

But ghosts are different. Their cognition doesn’t seem to be thinking, but having already done it, as if what they promised has been done.

Perhaps the ghosts have really had it easy and haven't encountered any setbacks, so they think everything can be solved. However, some problems aren't meant to be solved; some are simply unsolvable.

[That is not strong enough]

The ghost repeated its previous answer to Tony Stark exactly as it had done before, and it believed that firmly.

The reason why we cannot accomplish something is simply because we are not strong enough.

After all, it has destroyed countless containers along its way, and the powerful enemies that have fallen at its feet are almost piled up into a mountain. It has been repeatedly honed through mistakes and sufferings, and all its skills have been honed almost in non-stop battles, plus, of course, some of the container's unique combat intuition.

"...You're right." The doctor was stunned for a moment, replied, and his thoughts drifted away again, not knowing where he was distracted.

He did not refute, but thought of something deeper, thinking about why he was pursuing power. Now those complicated things almost entangled him and made him unable to move, so that he forgot some of the things he pursued in the beginning. Besides, isn't this mission the best proof?

As long as you have overwhelming power, most problems can be easily solved.

214 It's over, it's all over

The curtains couldn't hold back the dim light, allowing it to pour in.

The warm light blew across Frisk's long eyelashes, and her originally closed eyes slowly opened as if touched.

The fatigue accumulated over the past few days was satisfied during this long sleep. The tension was dispelled and the whole body felt indescribably comfortable.

The soft feather quilt made her reluctant to separate. Even though her consciousness was already somewhat hazy and awake, her body still firmly fixed her on the soft bed.

It’s a comfortable morning, I really want to take another nap.

When Frisk regained consciousness and was able to form clear words, she suddenly opened her eyes and climbed out of bed.

Because she remembered that she still had a mission, she couldn't rest at this moment. There were still more things she needed to do, such as negotiating with humans, finding ways to gain more bargaining chips, and helping those in need wholeheartedly without any utilitarianism.

With this belief, she grasped the door handle.

There was only a click, but the door handle didn't move at all.

What's going on? Is it broken?

Before she could finish her puzzlement, a lazy skeleton wearing a white shirt, black casual pants, and some interesting-looking pink slippers appeared in Frisk's view in a dignified and abrupt manner.

"Hey girl, I think you need to rest for a while, you don't look that good yet."

Sans leaned against the door frame, blocking her way. His gaze lingered on Friske's dark circles for a moment, then he returned to his usual casual attitude, looking elsewhere casually.

"No, I've rested enough. Sans, can you please move aside? I still have things to do."

Frisk just shook his head and anxiously pushed the other party lightly, but it was of no use. Sans remained standing there without moving.

"Sorry, I really have something important to do this time..."

"You need to negotiate with humans, right?"

Faced with the other party's sudden interruption and the wonderful connection, Frisk was surprised for a moment, but quickly reacted. After all, she had told the other party about this matter before, and perhaps the other party had remembered it.

"I'm actually quite glad that you still remember this. So, since you understand, could you please step aside for a moment? If there's anything you need me to do, I'll definitely do my best to help you after I'm done with it. But I really can't do that now. I really don't have much time."

"...It's really sad." Facing the other party's request, Shan Si just stared at the person without any sign of moving away.

He sighed rarely, looked at people, and did not choose to remain silent.

"I told you I'd take care of this."

"……What."

"This reaction really makes the skeleton sad. I feel like my bones are starting to creak in pain."

"No, I'm sorry."

Frisk finally remembered what the other party had promised before. When the other party left here to go somewhere else to help his friend, the other party did promise to help her solve this problem after this matter was over.

But Frisk didn't take the other party's promise to heart at that time. It was not because she thought the other party would forget something, nor because she thought the other party would be lazy, but because she simply felt that this matter could not be easily resolved by one or two people. Most likely, the final result would still be endless wrangling, and no definite solution would be found.

But when the other party brought up the matter again, she would still feel sorry for not believing it.

In a sense, Frisk was too prone to guilt, and it was this inescapable guilt that ultimately led her to the underworld. However, it was also this guilt that contributed to her kind character, and in the end she gained friends and redemption.

But before Frisco could finish his apology, the usually lazy skeleton sighed, reached out his hand, and softly rolled the hair on top of her head into a ball.

"There's no need to apologize, it's not a good habit."

After saying this, he subconsciously closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he could vaguely see a layer of blue. He shrugged his shoulders and looked at the other person solemnly. As soon as he opened his mouth, the solemn atmosphere was completely destroyed.

"After all, if it weren't for the help of some good guys, I would have found it difficult to solve this problem with my own abilities. So your idea is not wrong. However, I am a skeleton. Don't impose your human way of thinking on me. It will only lead to the opposite result and an empty shell."

Such a long series of confusing words made Frisk a little confused. He opened his mouth blankly, wanting to say something, but after a long time, he only said one sentence?

At this moment, Sans stopped talking and just looked at her with a smile, as if he was patiently waiting for the other party to speak and ready to listen patiently.

But Frisk had seen many storms after all, and she quickly found the key from the other party's series of meaningless words.

"Solved? Do you mean this incident is resolved?"

"Of course, I'm sure of that."

"Oh my god, me me."

Frisk was a little incoherent and speechless, because this was something she had been looking forward to for a long time. Until the moment it was finally achieved, she felt a little dreamy. Sans seemed to see the other party's hesitation and immediately added another sentence.

"Don't worry, we monsters haven't signed any treaties that would be disadvantageous to us. If you need it, I can show you the details. I guarantee they're genuine."

"So listen to me now and go get some rest. Growing children need plenty of sleep, and you're not like a rock. If you remember, just feed the baby. If you don't remember, forget it. No need to bathe or take a walk. It's very convenient."

However, Fanzi, who was concentrating on coaxing the child, did not hear the slight sound coming from the door he was leaning against. By the time he reacted, the scorching breath had completely burned a big hole in the door. However, this attack was easy for him to dodge.

When she dodged the attack gracefully and saw the person coming clearly, her forehead was immediately covered with dense sweat, and she no longer felt relaxed as before.

"What were you doing locking Frisk's door so early in the morning?"

The blazing flames rose one after another. Almost no monster dared to dissuade Toriel from her anger. Sans shook unconsciously, took two steps back, and smiled with a relaxed expression.

"Don't be nervous ma'am, I just came here to tell you some good news."

"What good news?"

But before the doubtful tone completely dissipated, the other party's figure disappeared without a trace. Toriel was silent for a moment, and then the heat became even more terrifying.

"Don't let me catch you!"

215 Invisible confrontation, the game between two hunters

When the Doctor returns to where he should be.

Amiya wasn't there.

He was stunned subconsciously.

It's not for any other reason, every time he leaves and comes back.

Amiya always stood there waiting without moving an inch. He didn't know how many times he tried to persuade her but to no avail. In the end, he had no choice but to let her do as she pleased.

In the end, even he got used to it. Now that he didn't see that familiar figure, he felt a little at a loss.

"Ally, you're actually panicking."

The familiar voice sounded low in his ears, and the doctor could detect a hint of smile in the other person's words.

It's not that I'm gloating, I'm just simply finding it interesting that I've seen a scene I've never seen before.

Apart from this time, he had never seen the doctor panic. He was always completely calm, as if there was nothing worth his concern or embarrassment.

Of course, SilverAsh also knew that this was just his illusion, because there is no one who will not be embarrassed. Even if there is, it should not be a smart person in Rhodes Island.

But the doctor is indeed a very calm person, so calm that even if blood splashed next to his eyes, he would probably not blink and would ignore it at all.

This is not a joke, this is what SilverAsh saw with his own eyes.

So he looked at the person and added another sentence.

"Ally, I thought you had completely forgotten the negative emotions of fear and panic, and always remained calm and followed the instructions of the machine."

"Everyone panics, no one is exempt."

After taking a closer look at the person, the doctor calmly replied, and then there was no further words.

Of course he would panic. Not only would he panic, but he would also feel depressed and fearful about things that could not be changed.

Because he is a smart person in Rhodes Island, mainly smart people who may understand the situation in Rhodes Island, will feel distressed and sad about this mess, especially those who care about Rhodes Island.

He had felt sad and depressed quite a few times, but he had never shown it here. The doctor counted the few times he had felt sad and depressed, and found that it was only in front of the ghost. When he thought of this, he thought of the other person's appearance.

The other person was the one who had never panicked or felt depressed, so the usually calm doctor couldn't help but lose his composure in front of him and tell him some troubles that he couldn't express in normal times.

Even though he knew that ghosts didn't care about these things, he couldn't understand it.

The Doctor would sometimes envy the other person, who seemed so carefree. However, compared to simple envy, he hoped that he could lead Rhodes Island to a carefree day so that he could have a good rest.

The light in the doctor's office was not too dim, in fact it was a little too bright. However, when the doctor looked at Silver-Gray, he felt that he was just a hunter walking out of the shadows, looking for his prey with a contemptuous and scrutinizing look.

Even though they had known each other for a while, the Doctor still sometimes felt a creepy sense of oppression from the other person.

In fact, for SilverAsh, this ally with an exaggerated height is full of oppression.

He is so ruthless on the battlefield that he seems to not care about any life. Everyone on the battlefield is just a chess piece, and he is just a cold machine that sends orders. He always commands accurately and never makes mistakes. He even considers the time for operators to be injured and recover. Everything he does is for the pursuit of victory.

After the war, he put away his cold look and was able to make seamless transitions. Even his words were filled with smiles and indulgence, as if he had a thousand faces.

No one can see the truest side.

"ally."

Silver Gray spoke tentatively. The relationship between them always switched between relaxation and tension, especially when fighting for interests. No one would give in first. However, he actually enjoyed this game relationship, regardless of winning or losing.

"There's no need to tire yourself out like this. I'll be willing to help you when you need me. I believe your allies trust me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have chosen me as your deputy, right?"

Yes, the deputy chosen by the Doctor was not Amiya, but SilverAsh. Amiya and Kal'tsit were really surprised when they heard the news, but they did not ask too many questions.

When the other party said this, the doctor shifted his gaze guiltily. Fortunately, he was wrapped tightly enough and his eyes could not be seen, so SilverAsh did not notice this small action.

"Of course, I trust you, so I hope you trust me too. There are some things you don't have to worry about. I will never fall down until all the troubles are completely resolved."

He wasn't lying, even though his reason for choosing SilverAsh as his deputy wasn't a good one.

The main reason was that as his strength grew, he could not control himself well. He didn't even know how many pieces of his water cup had been broken, and his table had been replaced at least a dozen times. In this situation, he could not let Amiya be his deputy unless he wanted to see her get hurt.

"Then why did you hide it from me? For example, when I heard about the miracle drug, I was surprised for a long time when I heard that there really was a drug that could cure oripathy."

When the doctor heard this, he could no longer control himself. He turned his head abruptly and stared at the other person. There was still a smile on his silver-gray face, and he looked so unfathomable.

SilverAsh naturally knew that the Doctor must have some ulterior motive in making him his deputy, but he didn't care, because he also got some convenience in this position. In a sense, even if the other party played some tricks, it could only be regarded as an exchange of interests, and he didn't feel that he was at a disadvantage.

If he were not in this position, he might not be able to find out this information. This piece of information alone is priceless.

"...Because the drug isn't fully developed yet, it only has delaying and containment effects. I don't want to disappoint anyone. If the people of Rhodes Island are disappointed, I'll be sad. If the people outside are disappointed, this place will become a purgatory."

"So you chose to keep it secret, huh? You couldn't even tell me. That's really sad, isn't it? My ally."

"After all, I'm not qualified to make decisions for Kelsey and the others."

The doctor left a meaningful remark, Silver Gray chuckled and did not continue.

In this feigned confrontation, he had already gained the upper hand, so he shouldn't continue to press the issue, otherwise he would really push the other party into a corner, which would be too unpleasant.

A violent explosion suddenly sounded, and the Doctor and SilverAsh looked towards the door at the same time. The Doctor clenched his fists, and SilverAsh drew his sword. However, before they could take any further action, the shouting from the broadcast calmed their vigilance.

"! Oh no! Ifrit set fire to the medical room again!"