socalfunplaces Chapter 1139 The Doctor's Sixth Sense
Chapter 1139 The Doctor's Sixth Sense
Tartaglia didn't expect Dottore to say such pessimistic words.
"Are you afraid? Are you worried that the Fire God is too powerful and we can't defeat her? This is not like you. In the past, even if you faced great risks, you would always find a way to take a gamble."
Dottore didn't refute immediately, but just shook his head slightly.
He was not afraid, but that strange "premonition" kept reminding him.
He raised his hand and gently stroked the edge of the bird-beak mask, slowly explaining: "I'm not afraid, but my sixth sense is warning me."
"I've conducted research on 'premonition' on those test subjects. When a creature is about to face death or danger, the brain and body will instinctively produce a stress response, such as accelerated heartbeat and muscle tension."
He paused, his gaze drifting towards the rolling waves in the distance.
"By analogy, when we are about to encounter an unexpected change that is beyond our control, our body will also have subtle reactions."
"When I first received the mission notification to seize the Heart of the Nata God, I had this strange premonition... I always felt that this plan would fail, and the cost of failure might be much greater than we imagined."
Tartaglia frowned when he heard this. He never believed in "premonitions", otherwise he would not have been stupid enough to threaten Ying and duel with Shao Yun.
For a long time, he thought that he was not skilled enough and that was why he could not beat Shao Yun.
When the Wind God was killed by Shao Yun, he was convinced. The opponent's fighting power was indeed high... But the Fire God should not be stronger than Shao Yun, right?
But looking at Dotore's serious expression, it didn't seem like he was lying.
He opened his mouth and was about to refute, but he heard Dottore continue:
"Take my advice, Tartaglia. Don't waste your energy on the Heart of God."
"While there's still time, think more about how to report the mission failure to the Queen. Perhaps it will be more useful than researching how to defeat the God of Fire."
Tartaglia was puzzled when he heard that Dortore not only criticized the plan to seize the Heart of God, but also advised him to prepare an excuse for failure in advance.
"We brought the entire expedition fleet with us, so many people!"
"Although I don't like large-scale wars and prefer one-on-one confrontations, can't the four of us, working together, fight the Vulcan to a draw? Why are you so sure your plan will fail?"
In his opinion, Dotore's passivity was completely unreasonable. After all, the combat power of the four executive officers was there, plus the support of the fleet. Even if Mavica was the god of war, it would be impossible for her to be without pressure!
Dottore looked at Tartaglia, who was so obsessed with winning that he shook his head and sneered:
"Haha, you are too naive..."
Then, Dotore raised his hand and pointed at several smaller warships next to the command ship. The interiors of those warships were filled with various sophisticated scientific research equipment, and there were many researchers in white coats busy back and forth.
He showed a greedy smile and finally revealed the real purpose of his visit to Nata.
"I never invest in projects that don't pay off. So, this time when I came to Nata, besides the superficial purpose of 'seizing the Heart of God', I also brought a lot of scientific research equipment."
"I want to study Nata's unique species, the 'dragon,' and understand the nature and application of phlogiston. These things are much more valuable than a Heart of God that I'm not sure I can obtain."
Having said that, the look under Doto's bird-beak mask instantly turned cold and crazy, revealing his "beastly" side without any concealment.
"Of course, it would be even better if we could capture a few Nata people who are proficient in using phlogiston!"
"Through the human experiments I'm most familiar with, studying the mechanism of action of phlogiston in the human body should make much faster progress than simply studying species, right?"
This inhumane speech gave Tartaglia goosebumps all over his body, and he hated and despised this beast from the bottom of his heart.
"You pervert! I sincerely hope that in this war to seize the Heart of God, you can die in Nata, which will be considered as eliminating a great threat to Teyvat!"
Tartaglia's words were full of malice. If it were anyone else, they would have been furious.
But Dotorre seemed to have heard some words of praise and burst into laughter.
"Haha, thank you for your 'compliment', Mr. Tartaglia. But unfortunately, I won't die that easily - after all, there are still so many interesting studies waiting for me to complete."
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The ranch was exceptionally quiet late at night, with only the occasional chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves in the wind outside the window.
In Shao Yun's bedroom, moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting faint shadows on the floor.
Ying lay on the bed with her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling quietly, but her mind kept circling around Zhidong's plan to attack Nata, and she had no desire to sleep at all.
"What should I do if a fight really breaks out?" Ying muttered to herself, her fingers unconsciously stroking the bed sheets.
She recalled the civil war she had experienced in Inazuma before. It seemed that there was no secluded place like Yuanxia Palace where she could hide in Nata.
Kukulkan: Hey, if you take our Chosen Ones to find a guy named Manco and trigger the plot, won't that unlock our Holy Mountain? Don't stare at the treasure chest guarded by the slime all the time. You need to think about serious matters at this critical moment!
Ying turned over and looked at Shao Yun, who was standing beside her with his eyes closed and breathing evenly. She didn't know whether he was really asleep or just pretending to be asleep.
She hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and gently patted Shao Yun's shoulder.
"Husband, are you asleep?"
Shao Yun opened his eyes, tilted his head, and moved closer to Ying, his tone lazily (pretending) as if he had just woken up.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you sleeping so late at night? Is there something wrong?"
When Ying saw Shao Yun woke up, she immediately leaned her arms on the mattress and looked at him half-lying and half-standing.
"I can't sleep. Tell me, if Nata and Zhidong really fight, what should we do?"
Shao Yun looked at Ying's anxious expression and understood.
He reached out and gently ruffled Ying's hair, trying to make her relax, but his tone pretended to be indifferent.
"What else can we do? It's probably just an upgraded version of the Inazuma Civil War. We'll figure it out once the fighting starts. Stop worrying about it."
In his opinion, with Capitano's fake death plan in place, war cannot be fought.
But in Ying's eyes, his indifference became an attitude of "I don't care even if the sky falls."
"How could I not worry? We live in Nata now. This is our home!"
Shao Yun looked at the excited Ying, but still pretended to be very sleepy and yawned.
"So, you want to seek refuge? I thought you would learn from what you did in Fontaine, and share the hardships with Nata and endure this war together."
He originally wanted to tease Ying and tell her not to be so anxious, but he didn't expect that his words would instantly annoy Ying.
Ying rolled her eyes at him and said angrily, "What I mean is, we can't just sit there and wait for death. We have to go help Mavica!"
"I'm not trying to be a savior. We're just trying to maintain our comfortable life. I like my current life!"
Shao Yun looked at Ying's serious look, pretended to be surprised, and raised his eyebrows.
"Wow, you've improved so quickly that you even come up with such a plausible excuse."
"This is not an excuse!" Ying angrily reached out and patted Shao Yun's chest.
"This is a real matter! If you agree, I will go talk to Jade tomorrow morning and have her escorted out of Nata and back to the safety of Aru Village."
"Then, we'll go find Mavica and fight against the Fatui together with her! Fight for our own lives!" Ying became more and more excited as she spoke, and it was obvious that she had made up her mind.
Shao Yun saw that Ying was serious and immediately straightened his attitude. "Just take the risk. I'll handle these troubles myself. Otherwise, why would I marry you?"
"Listen, you don't have to worry about what's going on with Nata and Zhidong, and you don't have to help."
"You and Jade should follow your own plan. Go wherever you want to relax, or stay at the ranch if you want. Just protect yourself and the baby."
He paused, reached out and held Ying's hand, and said in a somewhat softer tone, but authoritarian:
"As for helping Mavica, I'll take care of it. You don't have to get involved. I can't let anything happen to you."
"Besides, it's late at night, it's not the time to talk about these things. Go to bed quickly. We still have a lot of things to do tomorrow."
When Ying heard that Shao Yun was going to take charge again... well, she was of course aware of Shao Yun's strength.
From Mondstadt to Liyue, and then to Fontaine, he always managed to turn the tide in times of crisis. But even knowing this, as a wife, isn't it normal for me to worry about my husband?
"But, you go face the Fatui alone..."
Shao Yun listened to Ying's nagging worries and pretended to be sleepy.
"I'm a one-man army. Be obedient and go to sleep quickly. Don't think about these things."
Looking at Shao Yun's authoritarian look of "I have the final say", Ying couldn't help but curl her lips and grumbled quietly: "Well, what a despotic man, he won't even let people finish their words."
When Shao Yun heard Ying say that he was authoritarian, he gently pinched Ying's cheek and said lovingly:
"I, a tyrannical man, helped you find your brother so that you can live peacefully on the ranch. You no longer have to wander around and be used as a gun by others."
"So, this authoritarian man now asks you to quickly close your eyes and go to sleep, and stop having random thoughts."
As he spoke, Shao Yun raised his hand and gently pressed Ying's head on the pillow.
"Be good, go to sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up tomorrow."
Ying was pressed on the pillow by Shao Yun. She wanted to say something, but finally swallowed her words back.
She curled her lips, closed her eyes obediently, tried to relax herself, and gradually adjusted her rhythm to Shao Yun's steady breathing.
The moonlight outside the window gradually set in the west, and the only sounds left in the bedroom were the intertwined breathing of the two people.
After an unknown amount of time, Shao Yun felt the familiar sound of even breathing beside him. He opened his eyes and looked at Ying in the faint moonlight.
Her brows were relaxed and there was a faint smile on the corners of her mouth. She had obviously fallen asleep.
Shao Yun repeatedly confirmed in his mind that Ying was sleeping soundly before he carefully lifted the quilt, fearing that he would wake her up.
He slowly stood up, stood by the bed and stared at Ying for a moment, then reached out and gently pushed the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears, and then muttered silently in his heart:
"Well, go to sleep. It's time to discuss his faked death with Capitano."
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