Arknights, the new kid Kevin no longer has to save the world

It's the man with white hair!It’s a new face I’ve never seen before!Forget it, never mind...Ouch! ! !

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"...The general situation in the medical department is like this, so please don't worry about people here being discriminated against because of oriopathy."

Viznita said with relief that the Sakaz themselves are a group with a high incidence of ore disease, which has almost become one of the most eye-catching labels on the Sakaz clan.

Therefore, no one understands discrimination better than the victims, so naturally this situation will not occur in the Tower of Babel.

Then Viznita saw Warfarin running towards this side, and he couldn't help but be a little confused:

"Doctor Warfarin? What can you do? Don't be too anxious."

At the same time, he turned around and introduced to everyone smoothly.

"Everyone, this is Dr. Warfarin. She is one of the most skilled doctors in our medical department. Please don't worry. Although Dr. Warfarin is a blood demon, she has been able to control her... .”

Before Viznita could finish her words, a white-haired figure passed by him with a lewd smile on his face, and headed straight for Kevin with a clear goal.

The speed was so fast that the long white hair on the back of her head was pulled out into an afterimage, and the sound of the wind shocked Vizinita, and at the same time, everyone who visited was dumbfounded.

Kevin raised his eyebrows and took a step back slightly.

"Just one bite! Don't run away! I will be very gentle!"

The lewd smile and those two sharp teeth are hard to trust, especially for Kevin who is being targeted.

He raised his hand, with quick eyes and quick hands, and pressed it accurately on Warfarin's forehead. In half a breath, cold air flowed out.

Warfarin's smile suddenly froze on her face, and her body that was charging so fast also stopped for an instant.

clang!

The ice cubes fell to the ground, making a crisp collision sound. Kevin retracted his hand without leaving a trace and looked steadily at the dumbfounded Viznita.

"Sorry for the knee-jerk reaction, but I only controlled her temporarily. As long as she is defrosted quickly, her life will not be in danger."

He didn't make a killing move because he thought this was the boundary of the Tower of Babel. After all, he might stay there for a while, so there was no need to make enemies now.

I didn't hear it clearly just now, but what did he just say he could control?

Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore.

"Doctor Warfarin? Doctor Warfarin, are you okay? If you are still alive, can you blink? Those over there, come and help, carry Doctor Warfarin into the infirmary!"

Viznita directed anxiously, but at the same time she felt very embarrassed. After all, she had just said that Dr. Warfarin could control her desires, but she turned around and almost rushed to him.

He didn't blame Kevin for his behavior. It was just a legitimate defense after being forced to do so.

After all, not anyone can maintain restraint when they see a blood demon charging madly at him. Kevin's handling can be considered quite calm.

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"Ah...ah sneeze! ah sneeze! Where is my bun? My bun!"

In the endless snowstorm, the sweet and delicious buns gradually moved away from her. Looking at the far distance, she was desperately... awakened.

Warfarin sat up suddenly, her already pale face looking even paler now because she had just thawed.

"Bread? It seems that the content of your dream is worthy of being included in the next questions."

What's going on with this annoying sound?Where is my bun?

Oh, it's Kelsey, that's okay.

Warfarin glanced at the bedside. Next to her, a film woman wearing a turquoise lining, white shorts, and a white coat was sitting on a chair.

On the tool table on the other side is a spray gun that is still warm. It is difficult to imagine what the spray gun is used for in this room that looks like an operating room.

"I am?"

Her sluggish brain seemed to have not recovered from the freezing cold just now, and she could not distinguish the boundary between reality and dream.

"I think you should explain your previous behavior more than Bun."

Kelsey showed the medical record sheet and pen in her hand.

"What behavior?"

Don't get me wrong, she really wasn't denying it, but she really couldn't remember it.

"The target's memory is somewhat lacking, presumably due to freezing..."

Kelsey skillfully recorded all useful information on the medical record sheet.

"You really can't remember?"

"I just remember that I suddenly smelled a very fragrant smell, and then I couldn't control myself..."

Along with the words and explanations, the memories in my mind seem to be gradually returning.

Warfarin slapped her head and gradually realized what good thing she had done!She couldn't control herself!But that urge!

She shivered with excitement when she remembered what it felt like at that time. No one's blood tasted like that!Because she has never tasted it!

"Is it similar to the situation when you met the Doctor?"

Kelsey stopped writing and asked in confusion. It is rare for Warfarin to lose his temper like this. Similar things have happened before, but Warfarin can still control himself if he is serious. At most, his behavior may be offensive. A little bit.

Instead of being like now, even sanity is gone.

"Yes, yes, it's very similar! But that person's taste is a little deeper!"

She is willing to call him the blood demon chunyao!

"So, where's my 'bun'?"

"It seems that Operator Warfarin has recovered very well, but according to the regulations of the Tower of Babel, as a punishment, mon3ter."

Kelsey put away the medical record indifferently, and a black shadow flashed behind her, like a monster made of black crystals that screamed!

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"Kelsey! Let me down Kelsey! What's the point of calling me M3? It's like a one-on-one challenge!"

A certain blood demon who was hung high up screamed in the wind, but no one responded for a long time.

Chapter 31 Tower of Babel Canteen

"I'm sorry that Dr. Warfarin has caused you a lot of trouble, but please believe that she is not like this. I don't know why..."

Although there was a little incident, Viznita finally brought them to the rest area dutifully. He was also very embarrassed at the moment and didn't know how to explain Warfarin's behavior.

The Blood Demon's reputation was already the most infamous in Sakazli, and now he has done something like this again.

"No problem."

Kevin shook his head and casually observed the surrounding environment.

It is said to be a rest area, but it is actually a dormitory building that is not too high. It is usually used by some official operators who have no families in the Tower of Babel.

"Because the accommodation space is relatively tight recently, we have arranged two dormitories for you. You may have to squeeze in a bit, but please don't worry. Each dormitory is configured according to the standard of three people."

After the explanation, Viznita left. As a member who often dealt with the outside world, he probably knew a little about the mercenaries' personalities, so he didn't say anything about allocating dormitories to them.

"Then don't bother the two of you."

Hedley was very sensible and took his other two teammates to a dormitory. After all, even if this was the Tower of Babel, they might not be completely trustworthy. The small team system was also conducive to dealing with some emergencies.

squeak-

Opening the door, a slightly simple room came into view, with a small bathroom attached next to it.

Three beds, two wooden chairs, and a table are all the furniture in the room. Rays of sunlight shine through the windows and hit the floor, giving it a sense of tranquility.

Although the things were a little worn out, they were all kept clean, and there was no dust accumulation on the floor, tables and chairs.

Suck--

Afdoja closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Only now did she finally smell the warm smell again.

Whether she was in the guerrillas before or on the way to Kazdaele, she was actually in a state of wandering. To be honest, she didn't like that feeling, but Kevin was there during those days, so it didn't matter. It's just obvious.

She likes a stable and peaceful life. Although the war-torn environment in Kazdale is not very "peaceful", she and Kevin finally "stopped".

"Kevin, how long are we going to stay here?"

Avdoga asked softly while carefully placing the typewriter on the table.

This is a gift from Kevin, she must cherish it!

"How long...it depends on the situation, but I have some things to verify, so I may stay for a while."

Kevin pondered slightly and said slowly.

"okay."

The two did not speak again.

Ta-ta-ta-

The bytes of the typewriter were beating, making a crisp and sweet sound. Occasionally, Afdoja would stop and think about how to continue writing the next plot.

The sound of turning pages seems to match the sound of the typewriter, creating a quiet and beautiful hymn.

Kevin leaned on the bed, and he didn't know when there were some more books in his hands.

How to read data

Obtaining knowledge is undoubtedly a faster and more perfect way, but Kevin doesn't want to do this. Just as he is doing now, he is using the most "primitive" and "authentic" way of human beings to experience all this.

"Philosophy", "On Human Nature", "The Myth of Sisyphus"...

Just looking at the names, one might think that these are all unrelated things, but in Kevin's eyes, they are not.

From noon to evening, both of them devoted themselves to their own affairs. Although there was no conversation, it was this quiet and beautiful atmosphere that was the most rare.

"Well--"

Hongxue stretched out, her beautiful and alluring curves vividly displayed in the sun. Although she was still a little green, she was already a big girl.

Stretching out her bare hand and taking down the last piece of written manuscript, she finally had time to see what Kevin was doing.

She raised her head slightly and stared curiously at the book in Kevin's hand, but seeing that Kevin was looking at it seriously, she didn't bother to disturb him.

"If you're interested, you can try it."

As if aware of her gaze, Kevin silently put down the half-read theory of human nature in his hand and said.

“Well, then—just this one.”

Afdojia smiled brightly and picked out the "The Myth of Sisyphus" from the stack of books. Compared with those books whose titles seemed cumbersome and heavy, this one was obviously more interesting just from the title. Suitable for short reading.

Perhaps out of habit, Kevin used Siberian when translating it, which also gave her no reading threshold.

"What a profound book...but..."

She frowned, but at least she still had some literary skills. She could probably tell what the author wrote:

"The so-called...absurd hero?"

goo~~

There was a cute sound in her stomach, Afdojia's face suddenly turned red, and her tail was wagging on the bed awkwardly.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention to the time."

Kevin closed the book. For him, eating itself had no meaning, but it did for Avdoga.

"Huh? No no...no need to apologize~"

"Let's go then."

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It was dinner time in the Tower of Babel cafeteria and it was crowded. Many researchers and operators were queuing up at various windows. There were nearly a thousand people in the entire cafeteria.

The sounds of chatting and scraping of pots and spoons are heard, and it looks so lively!

Some familiar operators gathered around the table. The researchers and doctors obviously didn't care about the lively environment. It was already depressing during the war. If even this right was to be deprived, then the managers of the Tower of Babel would be too inhumane. .

"It's so lively."

"Ah."

Afdoja and Kevin were carrying trays, mixed in with the crowd, looking around for seats.

On the tray, there were two steaming large potatoes, a piece of bread, two unknown red fruits, and a bowl of broth made from tumorous animal bones and vegetables, with oil stars and a few meat bones floating on it.