Arknights, I'm going to beat Kal'tsit, really?

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Originium—Terra's excessive reliance on it severely limited its development potential. Initially, the Terrans were unable to utilize Originium, living in a primitive era of slash-and-burn agriculture; it wasn't until the first Demon Lord brought back the original Originium that magic and witchcraft began to emerge.

As our understanding of Originium deepened, the Terra civilization gradually began to shine.

But that's far from enough. They have yet to establish a global communication network, and countries cannot form effective alliances, let alone get everyone to speak with one voice.

But as an observer, his view might not be clear enough. So he made a decision: to let Christensen—the adorable little animal that looked just like his daughter—answer his question.

After Kane's explanation, Christensen was no longer so afraid of the Preservator—she understood that he was just a… pitiful person. After the grand plan failed, only shattered pieces remained, and the one who diligently tried to clean up the mess was him.

You can ask him questions, whether they concern the secrets of Terra or offer professional knowledge. He is probably the closest thing to being omniscient and omnipotent in Terra right now. As for his questions to you… Kristen, don't worry about me, just answer according to your own conscience.

Kane wasn't worried about the plan failing—because there was no possibility of failure.

The preserver would never allow the last embers to be extinguished; he would certainly try to do something.

By then, he will leave the sarcophagus technology to Terra.

As time went on, Rhine Lab's headquarters was gradually completed. In this respect, Terra was indeed incredibly powerful—the use of various Originium Arts made the project much easier; a skilled construction team could even build a small mobile city in just one year. Constructing a technology building was simply a matter of course.

Just as the ecological park dedicated to the Ecology Department was completed, the Preservator sent a message to Kane.

Come see me at the bunker. (First published on U705.COM)　

Kane chuckled softly and retrieved the dark green construct from Rhine Lab's safe. Clearly—the moment he had been waiting for had arrived.

Upon entering the bunker again, Christensen was there. She was sitting in a chair—a chair that seemed out of place in its surroundings, one she had brought in specifically to rest.

The preserver did not express dissatisfaction with this action, and even analyzed for her which furniture manufacturer was currently the best in Colombia.

It can only be said that several scientists from the previous civilization seemed to have a fondness for adopting small animals.

The Doctor nurtured Kal'tsit and Amiya, Precys prepared Kane, and now, the Preservator has found the "dog" he wanted. But perhaps more than a pet, he also places a part of his affection on Kristen—this girl is too similar to his daughter, not only in appearance but also in her yearning for the stars and her courageous spirit of exploration.

"Is this what she is?"

"Mind resonance—a practical technique that can both detect the vital signs of a dormant person and allow people to engage in direct intellectual debate. Although we have only been communicating in real life for a month, in reality, I have been teaching her for a long time."

The Preservator's attitude was undoubtedly much more lenient than before. He no longer regarded Kane as a creation to be manipulated at will, but as a life form capable of equal communication. This was all due to the changes brought about by Kristen—through Kristen, the Preservator saw many things about Kane and realized that he was not simply a machine that would carry out the commands of the Creator.

Rather, it is an independent individual with its own thoughts.

"Next, I will also conduct a mind resonance with you. If you can win the debate, I will help you achieve your goal."

"Always waiting."

"let's start."

As the crimson light grew increasingly blinding, Kane felt as if the entire world had been bathed in the same hue. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and he was transported back to a scene from long ago—

The surrounding area was littered with the corpses of Sarkaz assassins, and the command hall of Babel was in ruins. But unlike reality, Theresa and Kal'tsit were both unharmed, calmly looking at Kane.

"You've chosen to stand against the entirety of Terra, yet you don't even know if her plan will succeed. She might destroy the entire world—both the pre-civilization and Terra. All she wants is the Doctor."

"She successfully blocked the light, and that's enough."

Whether it's Terra or the previous civilization, both ultimately face the unknown catastrophe codenamed "The Lumberjacks." The previous civilization's technology was unimaginably advanced, yet it was still destroyed. In Terra's current state, let alone defeating the Lumberjacks, even catching up with the previous civilization would be a difficult task.

Kane was quite self-aware—he might have some cleverness and cunning, but he was powerless in the face of a disaster of this scale; so he sought out and supported those who could save the world.

At least, Precys provided a result.

"What about us?! We also have our own lives! Yet you arbitrarily took them away! Who has the right to arbitrarily measure or even decide the lives of others?!"

The illusion of the Tower of Babel vanished in an instant. Immediately afterwards, Kane faced those who had died at his hands—Sarkaz mercenaries, wilderness thugs… They stared at Kane with furious rage, their eyes filled with torment.

"Heh. Even the innocent have the right to seek justice. But you—you deserve to die!"

Kane doesn't represent justice, but he believes that no one is innocent among the blood he has spilled—every life he has ended has already paid the price.

In the end, all illusions vanished.

What was left for Kane was a dark, lightless world. The past rebukes, curses, and insults had all fallen silent, leaving only utter stillness.

Kane sensed someone standing behind him—a situation even the Preservator had never witnessed. The images simulated by thought resonance are usually concrete, representing profound reflections on a particular period of the subject's life; therefore, there is generally a specific persona to engage in dialogue.

The "back-to-back" format has never appeared.

Kane didn't know who was standing behind him, but the other person seemed to know him very well.

"Kane, do you think—this kind of life is happy?"

Upon hearing this, Kane immediately understood; he knew whose voice it was—a voice as familiar as if it had been chattering in "his" ear day and night.

"Needless to say? You travel to another world, gain superpowers, and then build a harem of adorable anime girls. Isn't that awesome?"

"Haha, remember—you must sculpt mon3tr into the shape of a beautiful girl later."

"I understand what you mean."

Thus, the record for the fastest passage through a debate since the "mind resonance" technology was put into clinical application was born.

Chapter 78 Ama 9.0 Upgrade!

"Unbelievable... Even your two creators were once deeply entangled in debates of thought."

"That's because they carry too much on their shoulders. Unlike me, I've always been consistent, all alone, and incredibly carefree."

Kane casually quoted the Doctor—he wasn’t always consistent, but he would try his best to stay true to himself.

"Well? I've passed your test. May we proceed to the next step?"

“Didn’t you already have this prepared? That’s the essence of the Ama series… truly a masterpiece. If those two colleagues’ plans hadn’t failed, we wouldn’t be discussing this in this dimly lit bunker.”

The mon3tr in Kane's arms could not escape the Preservator's powerful detection system. He speculated that perhaps it was this confidence that allowed Kane to reconcile with himself so quickly—he never doubted that he would fail, and always firmly believed that the road ahead was achievable.

"Go find the life support device with this number; that used to be my place."

The custodian assigned a number. Despite the clear objective, pinpointing the exact location among hundreds of thousands of sarcophagi was still time-consuming. Fortunately, the power of technology was demonstrated here—a ceiling light suddenly illuminated, casting a beam of light directly onto a particular sarcophagus below.

"Then your true form... isn't it inside? This is not the same as..."

"The plan has long since failed. Our energy is insufficient to support the recovery, and they... have long since sunk into eternal darkness. As for those backup plans, they have all vanished without a trace. As for me... after my consciousness entered the electronic cloud, I quickly became like everyone else."

This place preserves the remains of a civilization from 100,000 years ago, including many top scientists. But rebuilding such a civilization from scratch is an incredibly difficult task. They would need ample energy and equipment to quickly rekindle the flame of civilization.

However, the space bases and spacecraft that were supposed to return to Earth at the appropriate time, as well as the various contingency plans reserved on the ground, have not responded to the call and messages from the preservers.

It was this despair that gradually drove his electronic consciousness to madness—the emptiness and loneliness of being the only one left in the entire universe, and the fact that he has been able to endure it until today is an unimaginable testament to his willpower.

The emergence of Terra further demonstrated that all the methods employed by previous civilizations had become ineffective. Otherwise, Terra itself would never have come into being. All plans were rendered useless; things were developing in a direction no one had anticipated.

"Therefore, you can use that stone coffin without any worries."

As Kane approached, the sarcophagus slowly opened—he had expected to find remains inside, but the technology of the previous civilization would never allow such an unseemly situation. The sarcophagus was empty; its user had long since been decomposed into the most basic particles in the universe according to instructions.

Kane walked in slowly. He had thought he would be extremely excited, even dancing with joy, but unexpectedly... when this moment truly arrived, he was unusually calm, as if everything was just as it should be.

Perhaps I can only truly feel at ease once all my worries are completely resolved.

Kane removed all his clothes, returning to the form he had taken when he first arrived in this world. He lay down in the sarcophagus, cradling the dark green crystal, his thoughts calm yet still racing. To spare the user pain, the sarcophagus contained anesthesia and sedation programs.

With the injection of the drug, Kane quickly fell into a deep sleep. His consciousness remained active, but he had already entered his own dream world.

Although the Preservator did not participate in the manufacturing of the Ama series, many of the technologies it used belonged to the realm of pre-civilization, making a basic upgrade and maintenance a piece of cake.

With the instructions accurately transmitted to the sarcophagus, the fusion of Kane and mon3tr officially began.

The first step is to truly link the two people's circulatory systems—this requires creating an interface for Kane.

His body was rapidly reshaped: his original gray wolf tail was properly adjusted, and his entire spine became similar to Kal'tsit's, allowing him to freely connect with mon3tr.

If Kane wanted to in the future, he could do what Kal'tsit did and absorb Mon3tr into his body; however, that feeling would definitely not be pleasant, so Kane probably wouldn't use that method.

Throughout the entire process, Kane only felt a warm and gentle sensation in his body, without any discomfort.

Once the skeletal modification was complete, the main control core of mon3tr—the unique crystal that had been detached from Kal'tsit's body—also separated from the dark green construct and completely fused with Kane's body.

With this, Kane officially completed the version jump, upgrading from Ama 9.0 to Ama 10.0! He truly gained the ability to live forever.

With his "half-body" fully linked, Kane felt as if he had gained an extra brain, and new ideas, memories, and thoughts kept flooding in. Thanks to the environment of the sarcophagus, he felt that he could have complete control over mon3tr, and what He would become next was entirely up to Kane.

I think you must be a beautiful high school girl with a dark green theme!

Human structures are far too inefficient. The current form is the strongest!

Kane "heard" mon3tr's thoughts for the first time—perhaps because he had been with Kal'tsit for so long, the voice He heard was very similar to Kal'tsit's. He hoped that her voice would become even more pleasant in the future.

I'm not some office worker like Kal'tsit. I don't need bodyguards, but I don't mind having one more maid! Transform!

At least... keep my claws, otherwise I really don't feel comfortable... mon3tr knew she couldn't disobey Kane, so she could only try to negotiate—the time she had spent with Kane had allowed her to get to know him completely, and he was very easy to talk to most of the time; if he hadn't clashed with Kal'tsit, the two of them might have become friends.

As a product of the Ama series, mon3tr is far more than just a combat weapon. Like Kal'tsit, it shares all abilities—powerful learning capabilities and the potential to freely change form. However, their roles were previously clearly defined: Kal'tsit was responsible for understanding the meaning of life itself and contemplating how to guide the Terra civilization, thus gradually abandoning her mechanical body and becoming more human; while mon3tr focused on enhancing its power and protecting Kal'tsit's safety.

Now, suddenly being asked to transform into human form, He found it difficult to adapt.

Hmm...okay, but the overall silhouette must resemble a human girl.

Kane thought it over carefully—if mon3tr were to completely transform into a human girl, she would become just another ordinary person. She must retain her unique characteristics, just as the various races of Terra possess their own racial traits.

So he passed on the "dark green Er (Jiu) Qi, pomegranate kicking theme", "young and cute girl" and more detailed parameters such as appearance, height, and three-dimensionality to the stone coffin; while mon3tr required the retention of hardcore traits such as "powerful claws", "keen perception" and "tough body".

Their thoughts intertwined here, and the stone coffin spared no effort in realizing their vision.

Chapter 79 mon3tr is a beautiful girl

"Dr. Friston, why didn't you inform me when Kane came before?"

"Because you were captivated by the appearance of the starry sky at the time. And you yourself said that you hoped to have a quiet environment when appreciating the real starry sky, just like during a break between classes."

The Preservator pointed out the contradictions in Christensen's instructions without reservation, and Christensen, as the head of Rhine Labs, knew that such inconsistent behavior was the worst kind of behavior.

“…Okay, I admit it was my fault. But is Kane really okay now? He's been inside all day.”

Christensen sat before the sarcophagus. Her research in medicine and structural science was superficial, but her researcher's instincts told her that this was an extremely dangerous modification. And Kane, without consulting anyone, had embarked on this adventure alone.

"That damned Kane, he didn't tell us a single truth, he's made us all run around in circles..."

Christensen's words were full of reproach, yet she had been waiting there all day. If the sarcophagus's data was abnormal, she would be the first to know—although this action seemed superfluous under the preservator's electronic monitoring; but it was not in vain, but rather a unique and warm manifestation of humanity.

During this time, in addition to answering questions about knowledge and experiencing the real world, she naturally also tried to dispel the fog surrounding Kane.

From the day Lin Er II stepped into this place, she realized that Kane was hiding a huge secret—the language of the pre-civilization, his knowledge of Trevor Friston… and the Preservator generously provided answers to all of this: everything about the Ama series, as well as the record of the discovery of “Ama9” in the Columbia top-secret archives.

This event was no less impactful on Christensen than when she first learned that "the starry sky she saw was an illusion."

Once she had the answer, working back on the question became much simpler—she recalled everything about her relationship with Kane from their first meeting until now, and indeed, some things seemed strange and unusual, such as his family background; he never seemed to feel grief or longing for his deceased parents; she had initially thought he was just too rational and suppressing his emotions. But now it seemed that his parents didn't even exist, did they?

Are you angry because of his deception?

"...No, I understand—even if he had told me the truth, I wouldn't have believed him back then. I just...doubted whether our friendship was genuine."

Kristen Wright's opinion of Kane wouldn't change simply because he was an artificial being—everything he had shown had already proven he possessed intelligence and humanity. Her concern lay with whether Kane's actions were merely to achieve his goals, and whether his closeness to Kristen Wright was entirely a calculated scheme.

"Only he can answer this question for you personally."

Just then, the sarcophagus display indicated that the process had ended, the physiological indicators of the people inside the pod had returned to normal, and an attempt could be made to awaken them.

"Kai—you!?"

As the sarcophagus opened, the special culture medium was quickly drained, and Kane's figure gradually appeared—Kristen was prepared to see him naked; she had personally picked up his clothes, folded them neatly, and placed them aside.

But to her shock, there was another person in Kane's arms!

A few strands of dark green are highlighted in her black hair, her strong arms, waist and thighs exude healthy strength and beauty, and her full breasts reveal her feminine charm—the only two differences from humans are that her arms and the "horns" on her head are made of jet-black crystals.

Wasn't Kane the only one repairing his body? Why is there an extra girl?!

"Huh...it's over? What's happening to me now...?"

The potion meant to help him regain consciousness hadn't fully taken effect yet, and Kane felt weak all over... no, it seemed like he was only feeling a soft touch on his chest... this feeling was so familiar.

Oh… I remember now, it was the same as when Lappland was on top of me…

"Kane! You bastard, I'll bite you to death! Awooo!"

Even faster than Kane was mon3tr, who had greater physical endurance. She still remembered the injuries Kal'tsit had suffered and the resentment Kane had harbored for imprisoning her for so long. With both old and new grudges combined, she bit Kane's neck directly—her once sharp fangs had long since "degenerated" into two cute little fangs. Rather than a bite, her action at this moment was more like flirting.

"Enough! Separate yourselves! Kane, wake up! And this... young lady, please have some self-respect."

Christensen, unable to bear it any longer, pulled mon3tr out of the sarcophagus, casually took off her coat and draped it over her to cover her exposed skin.

As for Kane, he gradually came to his senses under her reprimands.

Christen threw the neatly folded clothes at Kane, then pulled mon3tr away, saying they would wait until he was dressed before talking to him.

After getting ready, mon3tr, wearing a coat, settled into her new body. She tried to walk but kept tripping; her coordination was a complete mess, and she occasionally made beast-like movements.