Humus

Humus is a 4-star character in Arknights. Humus's class is Guard. Faction: Rhodes Island.

On our Arknights tier list Humus is B tier, 165th of the 293 characters ranked, from where 5 current tier lists put Humus.

Humus fights as a Reaper Guard, cutting through several enemies with sweeping attacks while holding the line against them at the same time. That combination of crowd damage and staying power is what makes him a solid choice for his class.

REA-X: This is a story from when Humus just came aboard.

Hearing they'd gotten a waste processing station's foreman from the Columbian frontier, several operators from Engineering had their curiosities piqued, wanting to see if someone with that kind of work experience had any special skills.

When Humus checked in at Engineering, carrying his heap of trustworthy tools, clearly used for years, everyone present had quite the scare.

Firstly, the box used to carry them was intimidatingly huge–only someone used to rough work like Humus could carry that thing about by one hand.

Secondly, aside from the usual tools was a smorgasbord of bizarrely-shaped wonders whose usages were unclear, enough to perplex anyone who saw them.

Fortunately, Humus is the type who's happy to share.

Over the next few hours, Engineering's operators gained a considerable boost to their knowledge.

"This one's a multifunction remote control, with a lot of leeway for remodeling.

Just do this. . . this. . . reassemble it quickly, and it'll transform from a TV remote to an RC detonator.

It's high-power, has a huge effective range, and it's a treat to use.

"This one's basically just an average hand cranked dynamo, but with a little souped-up functionality–it can generate electricity while it threshes corn or maybe peels potatoes.

We were constantly out of power at the processing station, after all, and usually we only had corn or potatoes to eat.

"As for this sickle, I made it out of a car door I pulled off.

That car was a real funny one–after it came in written off, we had to shelve it for forever because it was just too rugged, and tearing the thing apart took some massive effort.

I made the sickle's form overkill enough so if I pull it out and it scares people off, then that's one less pointless fight.

It so happened that moments after the conclusion of this eye-opening equipment seminar, the bell sounded for dinnertime.

Completely dazed, the operators of Engineering were itching to take this out-of-the-ordinary new colleague to the canteen for the welcome party they'd set up in advance.

At the table, Humus told his curious coworkers a few stories, of people and things out on the frontier that in his eyes were just everyday life.

Yet it was only after his captive audience had finished taking in his stories that they realized why Humus had the skillset that he did.

The frontier's not a place you survive with just the average Joe's common sense.

A Columbian Forte ruffian who was sent to work on a waste disposal plant on the wilderness as part of his sentence, Humus contracted Oripathy while working on scrap metal which turned out to be contaminated with Originium.

This does not deter him to keep working despite his colleagues' concerns, even assembling a protective gear from all the junk he could find.

After a while, Humus ended up becoming the disposal plant's new, de facto manager and eventually became known for turning various waste materials many thought to have no value into things with practical use — aesthetics notwithstanding.

A Rhodes Island operator noticed Humus' feats and recommend him to came into R.

I. for his Oripathy treatment, where he also shared his recycling skills to handle R.

I. 's waste disposal matters as well as a battlefield combatant.

All Quiet Under the Thunder