because i am stel

She met many familiar faces, many Sarkaz.After the collapse of the Tower of Babel, Kelsey arranged most of the Sarkaz who were still willing to stay on Rhodes Island to positions that were far away from fighting and conducive to post-war recuperation.While weakening Rhodes Island's aggressiveness, it also provided recuperation for these poor people who have been immersed in the suffering of war all year round... Some of them smiled and nodded to her.A part ignored her.And there is still a small part that avoids her, and secretly casts resentful gazes at her.

Thearesia's death had nothing to do with Miss Shirtle.

But there are still many old Babel people who have not yet come out of the death of the queen, and partly hold the responsibility for the conspiracy on her.

Miss Steele ignored them—not worth it, nor needed.Because just as they cast their angry gazes on Miss Shirtle, Thearesia, who is on another dimension that Miss Shirtle can see, is also casting her melancholy at them. Or pity, or a look of regret.

They have already received the maximum punishment they can receive, so there is absolutely no need to add the slightest increase on this basis.

So Miss Steele passed them.

After them, she saw many strange faces—most of them did not belong to Sarkaz, they may be from Colombia, or Letania, or Sargon, or Syracuse—many faces Just a one-way stranger.For example, she spotted Angelina and Podenko at a glance.And some of them have no impression in her mind, and she can't find the existence of the corresponding character design.

For example, a girl of unknown race who was wearing a bandaged cloak and was walking around the door. At first glance, she was almost mistaken for Huai Ying, but she was definitely not.

For example, some young and strong men of the Pelo tribe, probably from Bolivar.

Another example...

Many, many—she saw many people she didn't know.And most of these faces are not combatants.

——Ah, Rhodes Island has really changed a lot.

——It's no wonder that Huang is worried that I want to rebuild the Tower of Babel...the current Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals.It is indeed more like an ordinary medical enterprise with self-defense force.It is not the military and political group in the past.

——I hope that Persephone can settle them down... Anyway, sending ordinary civilians who just want to earn a living on the battlefield is a bit cruel.

The girl thought to herself, she had prepared a plan to warn Persephone in her mind—although she felt that it should not be used.But before she believed that Polsephone was limited to her 'understanding', she felt that her due preparations should not be left behind.

She stopped.

A familiar door appeared in front of her, and when she stretched out her hand, the steel trap door opened in front of her.

Arrived.

This is her room, her dormitory.her destination.The place where she lived for a long time a few years ago.

Stepping out, the aura coming from her was a bit familiar but also a bit strange—it was familiar because she knew the identity of the original owner of these auras.The strange thing is that she can't understand why these breaths appear here!

— Liz, Kelsey...all of them have been to my room more than once.Sniff, the taste always feels a little strange.It's the lack of ventilation...huh?Why does it seem that there is another one?

The girl was stunned for a moment—and after she was stunned, she took a stride and rushed to the side of her bed.

And the next moment...

— Gan!Why is rosemary taking a nap in my bed! ?

What came into my eyes was a young Filin with light blue short hair—and she was curled up, biting her fingers, lying on the bed that Miss Shirtle hadn't touched in those years!

——I'm so meow, did I go to the wrong room! ?

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Chapter 160·To Lao Mao Mao: Watch and learn

The astonishment only occupied her very short period of thinking.

She didn't speak loudly, scream, or do anything that would disturb her nap—she just took out her terminal and texted PRTS about where her room was and how Rosemary was doing.

The response from PRTS was quite prompt.In just a few seconds, a few lines of words explaining the cause and effect appeared on the top of the terminal screen in her hand.

--I see.

——Because I taught her for a while before, there is such a relationship, and my residence has good lighting.That's why Amiya gave Rosemary permission to use my room during her afternoon nap.

Her mood calmed down, and some recent memories came to her consciousness—she remembered Rosemary.More than a year ago, when she was cruising outside Rhodes Island, she happened to meet a team of operators returning from Colombia in the wilderness.And that team was the field team that fished Rosemary out of the giant company and brought her back to Rhodes Island for recuperation.

Apparently, the Rhode Island sign wasn't particularly loud in the Badlands—that team had some mishaps.Encountered some troubles.And I always play the role of "Shen Soldier" in Shen Soldier from Heaven.Naturally, after observing the signal for help, he plugged in.

And the result was as expected, with no casualties in the entire team—and Rosemary, who was completely unable to control her own strength at that time, also naturally received a gift from herself.It was a seal, a chain of fire that restrained power.And accompanying Rosemary's spirit, the invisible thing with four arms was locked and suppressed by its own flames.

And the ending led by such an episode is that Rosemary is no longer a walking bomb, no longer troubled by intermittent amnesia and self-cognitive disorder.Although I was teaching her how to use power, this little film always wanted to snap off his fingers playfully.But children... It's always good to be alive and kicking.

——She is not as old as Amiya.

Thought Miss Steele, she sat down quietly at her table which she hadn't touched for several years - the mid-afternoon sun fell from the window, and the spines of the neatly arranged books were also shining.

Mostly history books, a few professional books—Terra’s progress in mathematics is actually not too slow.But at least for now, the most high-end knowledge on Terra is also below her cognitive level.

She opened an algebra book casually, and read it casually in the sunlight—she didn't intend to wake Rosemary up, but she also didn't intend to leave her old house just because her bed was occupied.

After all, she didn't receive this kind of commission, and Rosemary was also different from the skinny Filin in the game setting.

She is no longer an Elite Operator - in the original game setting.The reason why she became an elite operator is firstly because she possesses huge power with tactical and even partial strategic value.And the second is that she needs to find someone to help her share this power, otherwise it will get out of control and be burned.So she must have a small team to assist her.

Power is not the point, the point is controllability.

On Rhodes Island, there was no lack of combat power, and even the destructive power on the physical level was stronger than Rosemary's operators.But their power is controllable, and there is no need to organize a special team to cooperate.So they will not become elite operators, even if a few of them have higher authority than ordinary elite operators.

Rosemary in the setting is different from them—so in the setting, Rosemary has her own team, and the main function of her team is to help her bear the cost of using her abilities.

However, the price that Rosemary needs to pay for her strength has already been transferred to Miss Shirtle.And this price was too heavy for her.Miss Shirter couldn't even be a little aware of the time points other than carefully paying attention to her own energy cycle loss quota.

The mountain that fell on the head of the film girl is just a grain of sand raised by the wheel of the times.And as the driver of the wheel, Ms. Shirter really doesn't remember that she still has such a fate in Rhodes Island.

— But that's a good thing, too.

——Rosemary is no longer an elite operator, and Rosemary is no longer troubled by memory loss and power loss... Although I can't make her childhood beautiful again.But at least I can let her youth bloom in the sun... I just checked her file, and two months ago she even performed a combat field mission by herself and the evaluation was excellent.

——Already a good cat.

Miss Stelter was thinking, and her eyes turned away——she noticed that there was a notepad on her desk that was not her previous possession—she raised her eyebrows, and just about to open it, the notes recorded in the notepad The latest content flashed in the corner of her vision.Some content with fresh handwriting came into her eyes.

[… Sister Shier Teer is coming back today.I'm going……】

She raised an eyebrow.

A gust of wind was blown by her will, and silently closed the half-open notepad—she had already recognized the note that belonged to Rosemary.But she just didn't expect Rosemary to develop the habit of keeping a diary while controlling her symptoms.

——No, a slight correction.That probably wasn't a diary.But the plan...

There was a subtle sound behind her—very soft, but it couldn't escape her ears.Her senses told her that little Feilin on the bed had woken up.And then, this little one moved silently and quickly like a real cat.

It landed gently on the ground, and approached carefully behind him—ah, it seemed that this little film was planning to make a surprise attack on itself.

— Let's cooperate with her.

Miss Steele thought to herself, as she picked up the pen beside the table, she clearly heard a slight heartbeat behind her.She raised her hand and drew a few specially marked lines on the algebra book.She remembered that she had told Rosemary before—maintaining the study of mathematics and science is beneficial to the tempering of the spirit.However, my own science textbook, which has been out for several years, does not seem to have obvious signs of being frequently read.

This will not work.

She's still a 14-year-old girl anyway, and it's time to learn advanced mathematics, especially linear algebra related to spatial perception.

The corner of the girl's mouth curled into a subtle arc, and the pleasure of destroying the seedlings of Terra lingered in her mind.She happily sketched out rows and rows of items that would make non-mathematics undergraduates miserable, and combined them into topics that ordinary mathematics students would also have a headache.And further on...

"I'll do it."—she heard an unexpected voice.

Very soft and waxy.Like cotton candy, and like soft feathers brushing her cochlea - she felt two slender, even thin hands hugging her waist from behind.And a small chin rested on his shoulder.

The chair in the room has no backrest.

So such an action is established.

Therefore, she could clearly feel the young girl's delicate body clinging to her back, and could clearly distinguish the warm blood rushing and the heartbeat containing the pleasant vibrato from her senses.

Such a sudden attack... was a little unexpected.

She would have thought it was a 'sudden startle' covering her eyes, or a 'guess who I am'.But I didn't expect to receive such a soft hug and such an unexpected opening sentence.

"You've been studying?" Miss Stelter choked.It took several seconds before he managed to squeeze out such a sentence that was actually not very appropriate.

"Well, because it's the task assigned to me by Sister Shiertel." Ferlin's voice was soft, and a few thin invisible tentacles of will restrained some dust in the air in Miss Shirtel's perception and Put them together in bunches - the afternoon sun is nice and the Tyndall effect is clear.The several algebraic models related to the three-dimensional space structure previously sketched by Ms. Shirtel in the book were carved out of the air by Rosemary with her own will, and each parameter met the requirements identified in the title. .

--Wow.

Sarkaz, who was inflamed, felt a subtle relief in his heart.She can perceive that Rosemary's mental capacity has not decreased but increased compared to when she parted.However, in terms of operational accuracy, this little film has already reached a completely different level.

By the time she was gone, she had grown Rosemary to be on par with game performance.The degree of being able to control the four floating siege modules to carry out annihilation operations - she judged that her treatment of Rosemary had reached a suitable limit and left this little film.But now...

Now Rosemary can probably use her siege module to embroider on silk.

"Very good." She couldn't help admiring from the bottom of her heart. "Well done, Rosemary. You've grown beyond my imagination."

Yet again she got an unexpected answer.

"I'm doing...not good enough."

Shirtel: "?"

The voice of Xiao Feilin behind him became weaker.

"I made a bet with Amiya, I thought you would call me up, Sister Shirtel, or leave directly after seeing me occupying your bed and wait for the next meeting. But Amiya thinks that you will not Wakes me up and won't leave, but stays behind and prepares a gift for me."

"I lost. I..." Little Fei Lin pursed his lips.Unwilling words were uttered from the immature throat.

"I...don't know enough about you, Sister Shirtel."

The girl raised her eyebrows—her attention was focused on another place.

"So, you and Amiya gambled?"——When she said this, she felt the skin of Xiao Feilin's whole body tense behind her.

"Hmm..." She got a weak response.

Then she pressed on: "What's the bet?"

"...No bet." Rosemary's voice became weaker.Even the ears are drooping down. "Sister Shirtel, you taught me that gambling is bad. I... will abide by it."

—she was lying.

Miss Shirter saw through the flaw in the tone the moment she heard the voice.And the more obvious symptom than this tone problem is that Rosemary's spirit has shrunk a lot due to the outflow of these words—the four invisible hands that only Shirtel can see are all hanging down weakly. .

——There was definitely some kind of bet between her and Amiya.But she didn't want to tell me.

—but why should I expose her?Ah... losing to her peers was already a frustrating thing for her.What's more, if I don't intend to change the way of thinking.Instead, he directly returned to Rhodes Island with the mental state before Qiecheng.Then nine out of ten times what I would do would be exactly what she described.

——Give her some encouragement, ignore some details.I have a lot of time to educate her and guide her.After all, she is only so young, and now, I can act as a big tree, covering all natural and man-made disasters for her.

So Miss Steele put down her pen, put her hands together and gently stroked Rosemary's little head.His fingers slid gently over the tips of her light blue hair, and when they touched the drooping cat-like pointed ears, the slight heat and slight trembling also spread to her fingers.

"Good boy." She complimented softly. "Since Amiya guessed right, what gift do you want?"

Rosemary did not answer, but glanced at the algebra book on the table.

"That doesn't count." The flaming Sarkaz shook his head. "You have already made it, then its effect will stay in the past time-the thing represented by the gift is the mind. And the mind is to be anxious about what others are anxious about, and to think about what others think-what do you want? I can give it all to you, little one."

The young Filin behind him suddenly became short of breath.

"Is everything... okay?"

"Anything is fine." Miss Sturtle glanced at Lewandine's sword. "But a bad kid who is too greedy will be punished."

There was a moment of silence behind the girl.

And after a few seconds of silence, the response to her was full of courage, apprehension, and eagerness to try.

"Then... Sister Shirtel, can you look at me?"

Very restless tone, like walking on a tightrope.It's like dancing on the tip of a knife.

And Miss Shirter turned her head back with some doubts, and looked at Rosemary——she saw that little Filin's immature cheeks were brimming with blush.But he mustered up his courage, and the moment he turned his head, he pressed his soft lips to his face!

"Chirp—"

The sound is clear, soft to the touch and slightly fragrant.Rosemary smells just like her namesake.And Miss Steele felt frightened!

——This, this is! ?

She subconsciously wanted to turn back time.Yet at the same time she felt unnecessary.

And at the moment when she hesitated, Rosemary's lips left her cheek.

"Such a gift, can I...?" The young Feilin lowered his head, rubbed his skirt, and asked her a little uneasy.

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I forgot to update during the event... There is only one session today_(:з」∠)_

And Rosemary is awesome fighting these splinters OAO

Chapter 160 Six: Can You Learn It?

Miss Shirtle raised her hand subconsciously, wanting to touch her cheek but put it down again.She looked at the uneasy little film in front of her, feeling angry and funny in her heart.