Tomorrow's Ark, the Battle of the Sick

Chapter 91 The Heart of Protection

When passing by the infrastructure lounge, the doctor heard a delicate and beautiful violin sound.

The doctor stood at the door and listened quietly, as if he could feel the mood of the performer and be immersed in it.

After an unknown period of time, the violin performance finally ended.

The door of the lounge was not closed. The doctor thought for a while, and then he did not continue to the factory, but turned into this somewhat remote lounge.

I saw a young girl sitting by the window, tuning the violin in her hand.

With dark brown Carters ears, long soft brown hair, a petite figure wearing a Rhodes Island uniform jacket, and bright eyes that are extremely pure, she seems not to notice the doctor's arrival as she concentrates on tuning the violin.

It was Rhodes Island's former public leader, the person who 'awakened' Dr. Amiya.

"—Are you practicing the piano?"

After the girl finished tuning the strings, the doctor spoke up.

"Hey——" the girl was slightly taken aback, and she didn't show a relieved expression until she saw the doctor, "Good afternoon, Bo—Mr. Scholar."

"Good afternoon, I didn't see you when I went to the control center, I thought you were in Kelsina today." The doctor walked to the window and silently looked at the violin in her hand, "The performance just now is very good, much more skillful than before .”

"Hehe...Although there are still many things I'm not proficient in, but thank you for the compliment——"

Amiya smiled shyly and thanked the doctor.

"—I remember you told me to start practicing the violin again, but the speed of improvement is faster than I thought." The doctor nodded a little cautiously, "If you like it, keep practicing, I like you."

"Thank you, I'll do my best."

Amiya said softly, put the tuned violin into the case, and looked at the doctor cautiously.

"Where is Mr. Scholar planning to go? Because this neighborhood won't affect others, so I will practice piano here occasionally, and I didn't expect to meet you again."

"Not long ago, I sent a drawing to the factory. It is said that I have encountered some technical problems, so I am going to go and have a look."

"—Is that so, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Scholar." Amiya's tone was a little guilty, "Unfortunately, I shouldn't be able to help, otherwise—"

"It's okay, Amiya just needs to do what you want." The doctor reached out and stroked Amiya's hair and ears. "Just do your job well, and leave the rest to me, just like Kelsey."

"We owe you a lot, Mr. Scholar." Amiya shook her head slightly, and looked at the man in front of her seriously, "You have no obligation to take care of us like this, and you don't owe us anything, but—"

"—does it make a difference?"

"We have been receiving your help, both in R&D and combat." Amiya shook her head and looked at the doctor seriously, "So we don't want to tell you, 'Just do what you want ’, we want to do something for Rhode Island, for Mr. Scholar.”

The doctor looked at Amiya and fell into a rare silence.

For the doctor, his perfection and strength can see everything, guide Rhodes Island not to take detours, he is fast and strong enough to shelter all the operators, but for Amiya, this kind of complete dependence on others, under the protection of others The 'do whatever you want' approach doesn't suit her.

Like many operators, Amiya respects the 'doctor'.

But for her who voluntarily handed over the control of Rhodes Island and chose to support the 'doctor' silently behind her back, the post-doctoral performance far exceeded her expectations.

The so-called lack of combat ability is just a disguise left by him to the world, so that he will not exceed the public perception of Terra, proving that he does have a 'flaw'.And just as he claimed to Amiya and Kelsey, he is a knowledgeable 'scholar', and even Kelsey is silent about his insight and cognition of all things.

In his eyes, it seems that even the 'Stone Hall' is not a big deal.

And it was this kind of strength that made Amiya feel a little empty and unable to feel her own value.

The doctor is naturally aware of this.

"In that case, I have something to ask you, can Amiya do it?"

"—Speak, Mr. Scholar."

"Can you play another song for me like just now?" The doctor asked gently. "When science and technology have come to an end and even theology has been lacklustre, unique art has always been a quest even for me."

"Eh—but, my skills are so poor that I can't call it art—"

"As long as it is 'Amiya playing for me', it is a 'unique art'."

Seeing the doctor's encouraging eyes, Amiya lowered her eyes, then raised her eyes again and looked at the doctor.

"If you don't mind, scholar."

So Amiya reopened the violin case and took out the violin. She sat on the high stool by the window, and the doctor sat opposite, watching her tune the violin and test the sound, and then muster up the courage, slowly and seriously To play for the only audience in front of you.

The melodious melody permeated the whole room. In the warm winter sun, Amiya played with great concentration, and the doctor listened carefully. It seemed that the scene was similar when the doctor heard Amiya's violin for the first time a long time ago.

At the end of the movement, the lingering sound lingered, the doctor didn't applaud, but looked at Amiya.

"It was played very well, but there were three out-of-tune in the middle of the game just now. You probably noticed it too, and you can practice more."

"—Yes, sorry, Mr. Scholar."

Amiya, who was praised, was happy but also a little guilty, and nodded to the doctor.

"So, after you finish practicing, continue to play for me." The doctor said softly, "This is Amiya's hobby, and it is also my request to you. I will make you an excellent violinist."

"—Yes, Scholar."

Amiya looked at the man in front of her, her gaze flickered, and she lowered her gaze.

"Thank you for willing to accompany me."