Under Chernobog, in the sealed Sarcophagus Research Institute, several new guests arrived.
"Mr. Sergey, could you please walk a little faster? Otherwise, we might have to send you back to the surface." Theresa spoke terrifying words in the gentlest tone.
"Alright, alright, I'll speed up now." Sergey broke out in a cold sweat. Being sent to the surface now was tantamount to a death sentence.
After seizing Chernobog, Reunion Movement began to clear out the old powers in the city as planned.
Officials from Saint Junius were sent back to the capital under the guise of exile. The remaining were pulled out one by one according to the list of Chernobog nobles and civil servants. Those with bad reputations were publicly tried and then shot; those with decent reputations were secretly shot.
The number of reserve cadres left in Reunion Movement was more than expected, enough to maintain the basic operation of the city, so the intensity of the purge was also very high.
This had little to do with Xing Chen. He indeed harbored great resentment towards inhuman bureaucrats, but pulling out all nobles and civil servants to be shot was a bit excessive.
One could only say that Ursus had its own national conditions. He hoped Talulah could manage it well.
"Shatterbone, can you put away your weapon? Theresa is still here. He won't run away."
Unlike in the original story, the current Reunion Movement no longer wore masks to hide their identities.
They were doing righteous deeds, so why hide their identities?
But Shatterbone was different; from beginning to end, he always wore that mask.
"My apologies, Mr. Xing Chen." That's what he said, but he merely lowered the muzzle slightly.
The institute's passage was in disrepair, and dust was everywhere.
Sergey skillfully opened the last gate, and a huge space appeared before them.
"So this is the Sarcophagus, I thought..."
"Like the coffins in a Stasis Chamber?"
"Yeah, I didn't expect it to be so big."
Kal'tsit probably got lazy when naming things, using similar equipment in the Stasis Chamber to name both the home medical device and its storage capsule.
"Shatterbone, he's not needed here anymore." Xing Chen waved his hand, signaling for him and Theresa to have some private space.
Shatterbone had clearly been waiting for them to say that. He grabbed Sergey by the collar, pressed his grenade pistol against his back, and walked out.
As soon as the sound of the gate closing echoed again, Theresa immediately used the power of the Crown to teleport Friston over.
"Friston, you've got a new body again."
Looking at the power armor in front of him, clearly bearing traces of witchcraft, Xing Chen didn't know how to complain.
Did it make up for the R-series' low Arts resistance?
"That female native organism named Nastya gained some inspiration by disassembling your vehicles, and then helped me create this body."
Friston said, striking a pose, the cross device on his head constantly flashing, as if ready to unleash witchcraft energy at any moment.
"As long as you like it," Xing Chen didn't bother listening to him recount his joy of regaining his limbs. He only wanted to see the protagonist of the game, "The Seer is in there, open it."
"Alright, that's very simple."
As Friston operated skillfully, Theresa's heart gradually grew excited, her hands trembling as she clutched her skirt hem.
At this moment, a warm hand gently pressed on hers. She turned her head, and Xing Chen tried to calm her with a smile.
"Hiss, there's still a biometric step. My biological body is long gone."
"Then can we still go in today, Mr. Friston?" Theresa suddenly had a sense of déjà vu.
"Cracking the security system is very simple, it just might reduce system stability."
"Then let me try." Xing Chen stepped forward. Among the three of them, he was the closest to human biology.
Following Friston's instructions, he placed his hand on the dusty identification area.
"Biometric feature recognition - passed, authorization - passed, security system disengaged."
Friston scratched his pointed head. Why did Xing Chen, an ancient man, have access to a Pre-civilization device?
The interior design of the Sarcophagus was identical to that of Rhodes Island. Xing Chen had reason to suspect whether this was a module taken from a similar type of spaceship.
At the center of the chamber, at the top, was a common Pre-civilization operating device, seen in the core of Rhodes Island and the Internalized Universe Lao Pu space.
Below the mechanical device was a Sarcophagus, identical to those in a Stasis Chamber, and the protagonist of Terra lay within it.
Originally, Amiya should have done this in 1096, but now, Theresa stood beside the Sarcophagus.
The bunny was still a step behind; he hoped she could catch up later.
As the Sarcophagus slowly opened, a white-haired male covered in tubes appeared inside.
...Xing Chen, I suddenly realized you look a lot like the Seer.
Xing Chen and Friston stood a short distance away, giving space to Theresa.
...Are you just realizing that now? What were you doing before?
Theresa, following the medical knowledge in her mind, pulled out the tubes and immediately used Originium Arts to close the wounds.
...He usually wears a hood. The only one who frequently saw his true face was probably Prythian... Hmm, there are still differences. Your temperament is not the same as his.
Nonsense. If an old geezer who had lived for countless years was like a young man in his twenties, then he would have lived in vain.
Finally, Theresa finished all the preliminary measures for awakening. The white-haired male in the Sarcophagus slowly opened his eyes.
...Where is Prythian?
Theresa's body trembled first, then she spoke in a heartwarming voice.
"She's still waiting for you on Rhodes Island," Theresa gently held the Doctor's hands, "Do you still remember... who you are?"
"I am... the Doctor?"
"Hello, Doctor. Let's reintroduce ourselves. My name is Theresa."
"Hello... Theresa, I think I've... heard that name somewhere."
"It must be an illusion. You've been lying in the Sarcophagus for a bit too long. Take some time to get used to your current body."
Theresa helped the Doctor sit up as if he were an injured person. Xing Chen, seeing this, came over with prepared food and drinks, as well as his cosplay outfit.
"Hello, my name is Xing Chen."
"Hello." The Doctor looked at the young man, who was nine-tenths similar to himself in appearance, and his heart seemed full of curiosity.
"Friston, your former colleague, long time no see." Lao Pu also extended his mechanical hand, but the Doctor, looking at his strange appearance, dared not touch him.
"Sorry, my biological body was lost for some reason, so I can only rely on the special technology of local organisms to move in the material world."
The Doctor nodded, expressing sympathy for Friston's plight.
Then, Xing Chen found a few chairs, and the four of them ate and chatted, allowing the Doctor to recover his physical strength and normal cognitive abilities.
The Doctor's amnesia was quite thorough; he could barely remember his own name, and as for his knowledge of Originium, he had basically forgotten it all.
Friston briefly popularized some Pre-civilization matters. Since he wasn't very familiar with the Seer, there weren't many stories about the former Rhodes Island spaceship.
Theresa told him about the Babel era, informing him that he and Prythian had a lovely daughter, and this daughter introduced him to his former mortal enemy and good friend.
He had once wanted to travel this continent where a new civilization had emerged, but due to accidentally saving Cattus, he had to return to Rhodes Island.
Afterward, he was injured in Babel's civil war and sent here for treatment by his daughter. His memory also disappeared during this process.
Except for the matter of "Theresa" being glossed over, the Demon King's narration was quite detailed.
"I feel much better. Let's leave here." The Doctor stood up from the home medical device, trying to put on his hood.
Then, Xing Chen's roughly made clothes ripped.
"Never mind, let's just go up like this for now. I'll make you a good one later." Xing Chen patted the Doctor's shoulder, a little embarrassed.
"Looking at it this way, you two look like twins." Theresa said with a smile, "But I like both of you."
The Doctor scratched his head, while Xing Chen blushed.
Seeing that they were about to leave, Friston asked Theresa to send him back.
Before leaving, he told Xing Chen and Theresa that the weapons they had commissioned Rhine Lab to manufacture were almost ready and could be picked up at any time.
Stepping out of the space where the Sarcophagus was located, Xing Chen saw Shatterbone cleaning the corridor with a rag and mop he had found somewhere.
His mask was also removed, revealing a delicate face underneath.
"Your matter is resolved, you..." In the dim light of the passage, he saw Theresa standing between two thin but wise-looking men.
The key was that these two young men, except for their hair color, were almost identical.
"You found a cloning machine?" Xing Chen still valued education. Ursus youths like Shatterbone had no shortage of books to read in the ice fields.
Theresa could probably guess what impolite thoughts the other person was having, but she didn't point it out, instead intimately putting her arms around both of their necks.
After escorting the three to the surface, Shatterbone left. He truly had no fondness for the city of Chernobog, but there were still people he cared about in this city.
At this time, Chernobog's city operations had basically recovered.
There were fewer pedestrians on the streets, but most shops were open for business as usual, and prices were the same as always.
The ground entrance of the Sarcophagus Research Institute was not easy to get a taxi from, so the three of them walked all the way to the crossroads.
During the wait for a car, the Doctor's eyes were fixed on a food store on the street.
Was he looking at the animalistic features of the Ursus people, or the specialty foods in the display cabinet?
Or perhaps the tiny Originium crystals exposed on the shop owner's body?
Xing Chen bought a loaf of bread for the Doctor and Theresa. He tried to break it in half by hand to share with them.
Then, as expected, he failed.
"What are you laughing at? You try." Xing Chen thought the Doctor must have laughed, so he handed him the bread.
Equally, and without surprise, it didn't break.
Finally, Theresa stepped in and split the bread in half. The Doctor took two bites, and his expression turned a bit off.
This time it was Xing Chen's turn to laugh at him.
The taxi arrived and took the three to the vicinity of the central city.
Due to the blockade by Reunion Movement armed forces, the three of them could only show their identification and then be transported by internal vehicles to the command tower inside the central city.
"Father, you were right."
The elevator door slowly opened, and the first person to appear before them was Yelena, who was responsible for escorting Alina from the snowfields to Chernobog.
"Your Highness."
Patriot sat on a chair on the other side, bowing to Xiao Te in greeting.
The Doctor observed everything around him with curiosity, while Xiao Te introduced him to everything there.
"Is this Cattus?"
The Doctor tried to touch Yelena's ear, but the bunny girl deftly dodged him.
"You have a similar one, just a different fur color." Xing Chen pulled the Doctor back. He didn't want Yelena to punch him in the face—he could revive, but the Doctor couldn't. "Later, Prythian will also adopt a white rabbit. You can touch your wife's."
Theresa giggled. Patriot looked at the Demon King in front of him. Time truly could change everything.
The group waited for a while at the top of the command tower, chatting about various topics.
Finally, Talulah finished her business and arrived with Alina.
"Allow me to introduce to everyone, this is Babel's chief pharmacist—the Doctor," Theresa stepped forward, introducing the mysterious hooded man to Reunion Movement.
"But he doesn't look like he's full of knowledge," Alina said with some concern, then pointed at his head.
"For some reason, he lost his memory, but Xing Chen and I believe that with his wisdom, regaining his lost knowledge will be very simple."
Theresa had already let go of the Doctor's betrayal. She didn't want the Doctor's second life to be burdened with guilt.
As for her own memory deletion, she didn't mention it either, assuming both sides had mutually understood each other. Otherwise, these two matters would truly be endless if entangled.
"Next, Theresa and I will be leaving soon. Patriot, you need to come with us."
Patriot was a bit surprised, but after seeing Theresa nod to him, he tacitly agreed.
"This will cause us to lose an important combat force." Talulah merely stated a fact and did not object to their request, as Xing Chen and Theresa had long said they needed Reunion Movement to provide them with some assistance.
"Don't worry, the Doctor is not only a scientist but also an excellent field commander. His talent is enough to compensate for the loss of Patriot's combat power."
Xing Chen heavily patted the Doctor's shoulder, expressing his regard for him.
"In addition to that, he can also help you solve some political and economic problems, allowing Reunion Movement to truly gain a foothold."
"Alright, Xing Chen, I trust you and Theresa," Talulah walked over and extended her hand to the Doctor.
"Welcome to Reunion Movement."