People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 1176 Powerful Attack is the strongest skill in Arknights!

When the doctor opened the door of the hotel room, he saw a haggard, one-legged old man sitting in a wheelchair.

Locke was already weak, and after suffering a broken leg, he has only now barely recovered his ability to move. However, his condition is obviously extremely bad. There is no blood on his face, his eye sockets are sunken, and he looks like a ghost.

"Tsk, where did this beggar come from?"

The doctor stood in the doorway with disdain, took out a coin from his pocket and threw it at Locke's face: "Go away, go beg somewhere else."

Locke didn't even have the chance to say a word before the door was closed by the doctor.

Inside the house, Rosemary walked forward, her face full of confusion:

"Beggar? Is that person outside the door really here to beg for food?"

From her perception, the person outside the door was indeed ordinary and weak.

But the Doctor's explanation is clearly not true.

This hotel is located in the central area of ​​Tremont, not a street hostel in the suburbs. It is impossible for the hotel's front desk to allow a begging homeless person to ruin the mood of their customers.

There was another knock on the door, more urgent than the first time.

"Doctor, does this person have anything to do with me?" Rosemary thought of the letter she received in Rhode Island.

"It's okay, leave it to me."

The doctor didn't look back, but ruffled Rosemary's hair with his backhand and opened the door again.

Locke's face was a little gloomy, but when he saw Rosemary behind the doctor, he softened instantly.

"Narcissa, you received my letter and you were willing to come see me." Lorcan looked at Rosemary, "I should have seen you earlier, but something unexpected delayed me."

"It's not an accident." The doctor reminded lightly.

"Narcissa?" Rosemary was more concerned about the name the old man said, "Are you calling me?"

"Of course, Narcissa, that's your name!"

Locke completely ignored the doctor and excitedly tried to push the wheelchair into the house, but the doctor stopped him with his foot.

But even so, Locke still didn't pay much attention to the doctor, staring at Rosemary: "You are my most important work, why...you lost your memory? You don't remember me?"

"My name is Rosemary. This is my only name," Rosemary corrected.

"You...it's okay, none of this matters, what matters is that you came here...ah!"

Before Locke could finish his words, he was interrupted by his own scream.

"Oops, sorry, I slipped."

The doctor withdrew his foot from Loken's broken leg and rubbed the sole of his shoe on the floor with some disgust.

Loken's body trembled with pain.

His sloppy face was a little distorted, and his small eyes stared at the doctor through his glasses.

"Finally remembered that I exist?" the doctor asked with a smile.

"Rhodes Island, I have taken a brief look at your information. After my experiment was interrupted, it was you who got Narcissa."

Locke's tone was somewhat cold: "Her memory was also tampered with by you? You want to use this method to control my most perfect work?"

"I'm warning you not to spew shit." The doctor's tone also began to turn cold, "Be careful that Xiangxiang's supporters will drive the Rhodes Island ship over you a few times."

"I'm not interested in engaging in such childish verbal battle with you." Locke said with disgust.

"you're right."

The doctor raised his foot and kicked him again, breaking his leg.

Locke didn't scream this time, but his wheelchair was kicked back by the doctor and hit the wall of the corridor.

"PhD……"

Rosemary looked worried.

It was the first time she saw the doctor so angry that he started fighting over a disagreement.

"Don't worry, since the white-haired dog gave this thing to me to deal with, it means he poses no threat to me." The doctor comforted.

Rosemary thought about it and stopped trying to stop him, letting the doctor handle the matter.

She was willing to unconditionally trust the Doctor and Qi Yan's judgment.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Locke's smooth Mediterranean head, and he watched the interaction between the Doctor and Rosemary with gritted teeth.

Even after being kicked twice by the doctor, he still had no intention of leaving, and pushed his wheelchair forward again:

"Do you think that controlling Narcissa's memory will allow you to take her away from me?

That is my work, so delicate that no one can take away certain parts of it while its vital functions continue to function normally...

I understand, so this is the case, it must be this way, she gave her memories to her siblings, to those failures!"

"Failure?" Rosemary's eyes widened slightly. "What are you talking about... Are you talking about my brothers? How can you call them that?"

Unfortunately, Locke has completely immersed himself in his own world at this moment.

"Narcissa, you are my most perfect and greatest creation. You are different from those eliminated creations. You can bear the weight of consciousness."

"The most powerful weapon you created yourself."

"No one can control you. No... none of this matters."

Locke muttered to himself like a madman: "I will definitely make you remember everything that happened, remember your hatred for me, and let the anger once again fill your body, your mind, and your omnipresent spirit...ah!"

The Doctor once again interrupts Loken with his actions.

This time, the Doctor seemed to have filled up his skill bar and successfully triggered the powerful attack skill. He jumped up and kicked Locke's broken leg with all his strength.

Blood stained the bandage on Locke's broken leg red, and the wheelchair backed up again and hit the wall of the corridor.

The force of the rebound caused Locke to fall off the wheelchair, and he curled up on the ground in a mess. The severe pain made him growl like a wild beast.

The doctor walked out of the room and squatted in front of Locke, saying slowly:

"You seem to be a typical mad scientist, the kind of guy whose moral standards are lower than the deepest trench in the ocean.

For a guy like you, is there nothing else on your mind except satisfying your scientific exploration desire? "

"Haha, it seems you are very angry." Locke gritted his teeth and said, "What? Are you going to kill me? Kill me in the name of protecting Narcissa?"

"That's too cheap for you."

"It's up to you. As long as I can talk to Narcissa, as long as I can help her regain her lost rage and become the perfect weapon again, I can accept any outcome."

"No, that's not what you're thinking."

The doctor's eyes under the mask seemed to be able to see through the crazy old man in front of him.

Locke looked into the doctor's eyes and his heart skipped a beat for unknown reason.

"You are crazy, but too crazy on the surface. You are trying to hide something with your performance."

The doctor seemed to have a smile in his eyes: "You care about your experiment very much and are eager to satisfy your curiosity, but this is precisely the proof that you want to get some kind of recognition and relief.

Let me guess, what emotion is driving you to pursue this result?"

"you……"

"The military gave me information about you. Although it seems a bit too rudimentary to me, it is enough for me to analyze a lot of information."

The Doctor stood up, grabbing Lorcan by the clothes, and dragged him to the next room.

As he was dragging his feet, he noticed Rosemary trying to catch up, so he lowered his head to stop her and said:

“Don’t worry, don’t worry about me. After I render this thing harmless, I will give him a chance to chat with you.

I will not interfere with your judgment without your permission. Only you can decide the final fate of this thing."

Rosemary shook her head and said:

"Doctor, I'm willing to believe you, but what I want to say is that two groups of people entered the hotel, and they were coming for us."

"No, they came for this thing." The doctor comforted, "They were the people that White-Haired Dog arranged to help me render this thing harmless."

"Ok."

After confirming the situation, Rosemary turned around and closed the door without any reluctance, amid Locke's incredulous gaze.