Death Is Not the End of Arknights

Traveling through Arknights, I was chewed into pieces by a fang beast at the beginning. Comet thought he was dead. As a result, his left arm turned into a one-eyed four-legged beast, his liver turned into a compound-eyed flying insect, and his lungs turned into a monster that devours flesh and spins silk and weaves fabric. Relying on the "creation of flesh and blood", he crawled back from the corpse. He doesn't want to die. But Terra does not raise idlers. The Ursus Picket, the Infected Mine, the Integration Movement, Tallulah, the Patriots... Before he could find a way to survive, he had already been sucked into the deepest whirlpool. The team was short of doctors, so he took over. His body lacked the Origin Stone crystal, so he cut his arm open with his own hands and embedded the stone into his flesh. Everyone thought he was a lucky Agor with good medical skills. Only he knows that he dreams of the same black-haired woman every night. She smiled with squinted eyes, as if she had known him for a long time. "Who are you?" "Don't ask. Just survive tonight."