About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

Orson was lying on the bed in the single ward, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Because Orson has been busy almost every day in the integration movement, so now he is suddenly free, but he is not used to it.

— Do you want to find something to do?

The idea popped up in Orson's mind, but was quickly interrupted by himself.

Forget it, let's recuperate with peace of mind now. I am currently a patient in Rhodes Island for treatment. A patient should look like a patient. Solving the ore disease as soon as possible is the top priority.

Remembering how Tallulah and everyone were worried about him before, and the scene of Dr. Kelsey operating on him without sleep, Orson decided to rest and recuperate honestly this time.

"Okay! If that's the case, let's relax seriously today!"

Orson made up his mind that today he will seriously fish for fish!

When it comes to fishing, the first thing that comes to mind is the old men lying outside doing nothing to bask in the sun.

Orson picked up the ID card on the table, opened the door and headed towards Rhode Island's deck.

Although the northern region is always freezing cold, the temperature at the edge of the city near Rhodes Island is quite suitable. The clear sky can be seen on the spacious deck, and the flowing air is much fresher than the interior of the ship.

Orson lay down on the chair set up beside the deck, ready to spend the day like this.

5 minutes later--

"……so boring"

Orson got up from the chair, always feeling that he was full of guilt for wasting his life doing nothing now.

"Ah... my place has been taken."

A bald head suddenly emerged from behind Orson!

No, it was actually a short Durin girl in a super loose Rhode Island uniform.

"Is this your place? Sorry, I'm not sure."

Orson just found an excuse to get up from the chair and return the position to the warlock operator code-named [Dulin] in his impression.

"Thank you...huh? Are you from the same clan?"

Du Lin glanced at Orson and asked curiously.

"It's not!"

Orson responded angrily. In fact, although Orson is not tall, he is not classified as a Durin.

According to Kelsey's analysis, this is actually due to the cognitive filter. If you meet someone who has no obvious subjective racial inclination towards Orson, there is a high probability that you will regard Orson as Du Lin, who has the same characteristics.

"So you're not Du Lin, then, what are you here for?"

"I came to learn how to fish professionally, so I tried to bask in the sun, but I still feel a little restless."

Orson rubbed his hair, saying that it was still too difficult for him to bask in the sun and sleep for a day.

"Isn't this very simple, I'll teach you... Zzzz"

Du Lin said so, then lay down on the chair and fell asleep.

"So fast! Can this really be learned?!"

Does this person belong to Nobi Nobita?

Just when Orson looked at the sleepy Durin and didn't know what to do, another operator's voice came from behind:

"KO~KO~DA~YO~~"

The fear engraved in the soul was fully awakened at this moment, Orson shed a drop of cold sweat, and turned his head to look at the source of the voice.

"Where are you~ who~?"

The narrow-eyed orange-haired rabbit asked Orson with a elegy that hit the soul.

"I...uh, I'm Orson who just came to Rhodes Island for treatment, and you're Cross, right?"

"Hey~~ have you seen me?"

"Um"

It's not just that I've seen it, it's a big treasure who sees it every day, and I'm almost PTSD.

"That's it~ Then let's get along well~"

Cross spoke in her distinctive voice.

"Rhode Island~ It's a good place~ Everyone accepted me as an infected person and provided treatment, so~~"

Cross moved closer to Orson, and his squinting eyes suddenly opened.

"Run away, it's overtime hell ahead."

"—!?"

In an instant, Orson saw the ruins at the end of the universe, the Laplace demon, the Dirac sea, the blooming of a thought, and Halloween from KKDY's eyes.

"Then I'll sleep for a while~"

Those phantasms were only for a moment, and Cross changed back to his squinted eyes again, and he also Zzzed when he got next to Durin.

As for Orson, he was completely sleepless. For a while, he didn't even know whether it was outrageous to open his eyes to the 7-star God of War, or Rhodes Island, who could turn the 7-star God of War into a social animal, was outrageous.

I didn't dare to stay on the deck that had been turned into an open-air bedroom. Orson wandered around, but ended up running to Rhodes Island's training room.

Coincidentally, in the training room, Linguang was training some operators in combat skills.

"—Orson!"

During the break after a set of discussions, Linguang noticed Orson and immediately moved over.

"Good morning, Miss Linguang—"

"I'm so sorry last time!!"

"……Eh?"

Before Orson finished greeting, Linguang suddenly bowed his head in a serious apology.

"I didn't know that Orson's ore disease was so serious at that time... because you fought with me, your ore disease symptoms worsened."

"No, I'm because..."

"I know that it's useless to apologize when things have come to this point, I can only use this body as repayment...!"

"—Eh!?"

It's a good thing Orson didn't drink any water now, otherwise he would be sprayed out of his nostrils by Linguang's questioning speech.

"No matter when in the future, I will unconditionally act as your sparring opponent, Orson!"

"...That's right."

Orson breathed a sigh of relief, Linguang was still steadfast in matters of principle, completely different from those Ji knights outside who were shameless and free.

"If necessary, I will also be by your side (referring to the guard) until you abandon me (retirement) and keep you safe!"

"puff--!"

Did Orson spit it out? The moment of peace of mind just now was smashed to pieces by Linguang's belated speech.

"Orson? Why did you run away? I think my skills can still serve (protect) you—Orson?"

Linguang frowned, not sure why Orson chose to run away, was it because his "defeated general" was not strong enough to be a knight protecting the opponent?

"...It seems that I need to work harder."

Linguang clenched his fists energetically and said so.

As for the other melon eaters in the training ground, they all had the same idea by coincidence:

——Did sister Linguang be so severely PUAed by that new kid with a bad face! ?This guy named Orson is 100% a scumbag!

"I'll find some time to talk to Linguang about her choice of words in the future... Seriously, I clearly agreed to try my best to fish for a whole day in obscurity, why did I encounter so many outrageous situations at the beginning?"

After escaping from the training room, Orson continued to hang out while complaining under his breath.After passing through an open door, Orson unknowingly came to the lower level of Rhodes Island, the laboratory/surgery area that Amiya said earlier that he needed to apply in advance.

"Where is this?"

Orson glanced at the slightly unfamiliar surroundings, and at this moment, he noticed an extremely inconspicuous girl with light blue-green hair squatting in a shadowed corner.

"rosemary?"

Orson recognized this girl—a Filin girl named Rosemary who appeared in Chapter 7. Of course, he knew nothing about her.

"Rosemary? What is that... In short, please best... don't come near me."

The girl looked at Orson suspiciously, and at the same time tried to distance herself from Orson, shrinking back. "Please don't come close to me... I may not be able to remember you, but... I will probably hurt you."

The Filin girl curled up in the corner whispered, looking at Orson with wandering eyes and some timidity.

—not rosemary?Or is it not yet 'Rosemary'?

Orson thought about it for a while, and it seemed that because of his own reasons, the Cut City incident, including Rhodes Island's search for the doctor, was one or two years earlier than the original work, and it is not impossible for Rhodes Island to have some changes.

"I'm Orson who just came to Rhodes Island. What are you doing here, Mi...what should you call me?"

"The title...? Subject XV——I don't like this title very much, but it's rare for people to ask me for my name..."

Rosemary spoke in a weak tone, as if she was forcing herself to search for memories from the depths of her brain while speaking.

"Subject—I don't like that name either, so I'll call you Rosemary, okay?"

"rosemary……?"

Orson asked Rosemary if she minded being called herself, but the latter tilted her head and did not express her thoughts.

"Anyway, please give me some advice. Do you want to make friends?"

Orson questioned Rosemary, trying to suppress his shock and confusion as best he could.

Orson can perceive a person's "melody" in general, and this melody can reflect the inner situation of the person to a certain extent.

Linguang's melody is noble, sassy, ​​concise and straightforward.Kelsey's melody is broken, messy, yet artificially tied together.Tallulah's melody used to be tense and full of noise, but today's melody is melodious and passionate, with old storytelling mixed in (the Black Snake listened to it).

But the girl in the film group in front of her, this Rosemary in Chapter 7 who was described as "common people would lose their sanity after watching the fighting scene"—her melody, no, that's not a "melody" at all.

It was the fusion of countless screams and wailing sounds of different genders, ages, and tones, pure "hell".

All Orson could hear was the uninterrupted, chaotic screams of pain.