Doctor will never die in a hellish situation.

When the young man in his twenties asked him why, his face fell immediately: "Don't ask so many questions. If you had figured it out earlier, your mother and I wouldn't have had to worry so much. All you ever think about is playing, playing, playing!"

The young man shrugged, complained a bit about how strangely hot the weather had been lately, and then planned to go clubbing with his friends after get off work that evening.

The boss was right; the five people in the luxury suite had indeed been fiddling with a whole bunch of equipment he couldn't name, working non-stop all night.

Of course, this does not include Qin Duanyu.

He couldn't understand what Eyjafjalla and Skyfire were discussing at all, while Ceylon was taking notes and recording something seriously, and Provence, although not a scholar, was able to offer suggestions based on his experience observing natural disasters.

So what exactly did you call me over here for? Qin Duanyu sat there dumbfounded, feeling somewhat helpless. She had been having so much fun with Melanie last night, but then she was called over halfway through.

"It's because I'm afraid of bothering Amiya. Do you want her to work overtime? Besides, some important data requires your permission to access." Skyfire stretched and said irritably, "If it weren't for Eyjafjalla, I wouldn't even know you're the famous Dr. Tyrael."

She had been wondering why Eyjafjalla called Qin Duanyu "senior," and when she took the opportunity of this expedition to ask, she learned that Qin Duanyu was a top scholar admired by countless people in the Originium research community.

There are two well-known enigmatic figures in academia; no one knows their background, gender, or whether they are an organization or an individual.

One is the Blood Master of the medical field, and the other is Tyrael of the Originium research field.

The former wasn't particularly noticeable because it wasn't within Tianhuo's area of ​​expertise, but the latter was definitely someone she had long admired, and she even referenced Tyrael's academic report in her graduation thesis.

Eyjafjalla was able to recognize Qin Duanyu because her deceased parents had corresponded with Tyrael. After comparing the handwriting on the letters and Qin Duanyu's approvals, it was easy to find that they were written by the same person.

Skyfire had imagined Tyrael's appearance: a white-haired but energetic old man, or a gentle and witty middle-aged scholar. He never imagined that Tyrael would be a sleazy guy whose face was completely hidden.

God knows how devastated Tianhuo was after discovering this cruel truth; he almost caused a forest fire.

"So Mr. Qin was so accomplished before? I read a lot of your works when I was in Victoria. No wonder Miss Tianhuo and the others call you Doctor." Ceylon grasped Qin Duanyu's hand and said with slight excitement.

This is an internationally renowned scholar, yet he acts so modestly, claiming to be a security supervisor. Moreover, he is humble and interesting, unlike those eccentric old professors.

"You flatter me, there's nothing I can do to help you right now."

"What a pity, what a loss this is to the academic community."

It's truly a pity; he's not only lost his memory (or intelligence), but he's also become a clumsy idiot. Tianhuo couldn't help but roll his eyes, then tightened his clothes.

Meanwhile, the research that had been going on all night finally yielded results.

"Doctor, the final analysis results from Rhodes Island are in. The volcanic activity should reach a critical point in about two weeks, after which it will trigger a volcanic eruption." Eyjafjalla said with a solemn expression as she looked at the paper in her hand.

"It's probably because the volcano is about to erupt. The instruments here at Siesta haven't detected anything abnormal. It's great to have a professional team like yours. This data is enough to explain everything. Let's get Cronin to take action." Ceylon finally stopped worrying about the pharmaceutical company. Since a big shot like Qin Duanyu was on Rhodes Island, it wasn't surprising what they would do.

"Doctor, I plan to return to the volcano later so that I can more accurately determine the activity cycle and perhaps even find the exact cause of the natural disaster," Eyjafjalla said, handing the data to Ceylon.

“Take me with you,” Provence said. “It’s not the way of a messenger of natural disasters to stand idly by and watch a disaster unfold. It’ll be good to have someone to look after you on the road.”

"I want to go too!" Tianhuo chimed in.

"Hey, didn't Miss complain before that the place was terrible and that she would never go out to survey again?"

"An imminent volcanic eruption presents a rare research opportunity, so of course I'm going with you. It's definitely not because I'm worried about you getting into danger!"

"You've been working all night, you should get some sleep first. Going deep into the volcano in this state could easily lead to an accident," Qin Duanyu said. "Rest assured, Ceylon and I will take care of things at the municipal government."

After discussing it, the girls felt that this was something that couldn't be rushed. So, under Tianhuo's warning gaze, Qin Duanyu was kicked out to the living room.

……

Qin Duanyu didn't remember the academic stuff, but organizing official documents was almost instinctive for him. He quickly sorted the scattered documents into categories and then bound them together.

So skillful it's heartbreaking.

"Doctor, thank you for your hard work. But we finished all the coffee last night. Is black tea alright?" In the afternoon, Ceylon, who had just woken up, came over with his personal tea set.

"No need, I'm not that thirsty." Qin Duanyu sensed a hint of danger and shook her head.

"Besides Hei, you're the first person to taste my cooking. She kept saying it tasted pretty good, and I think it's great too. You'll regret it for the rest of your life if you don't try it." As she spoke, a steaming cup of black tea was placed in front of her.

According to Melanie, good black tea should have a clean aroma, a clean tea soup, and clean tea leaves. The liquid in front of her clearly met the standards, but Qin Duanyu's sense of crisis grew stronger and stronger, as if this was medicine prepared for her eldest son.

"Miss Ceylon, please check the documents first," Qin Duanyu said, and in the few seconds when Ceylon wasn't looking, she poured the black tea into the potted plant next to her.

The once lush green plants withered away in an instant.

Chapter 26, Section 134: Believe it or not, I only need one phone call.

A dozen minutes later, at the Civic Square in the center of Siesta.

"How are you all doing at the branch venues?! Thank you for coming here, I'm DDD!" On stage, a masked DJ shouted, pushing the audience's enthusiasm to its peak.

Exciting electronic music blared out. This fast-paced music, which appealed to young people, attracted even many passersby, causing considerable trouble for Qin Duanyu and Xilan, who were walking against the flow of people.

“Thank you, Doctor. This kind of thing happens all the time during Obsidian Festival. Luckily, we’re not at the main venue in Garrison Park.” Seeing Qin Duanyu holding her in his arms, Ceylon nodded gratefully.

"Wow, this music is so exhilarating! If I weren't so busy, I would have joined them," Qin Duanyu said with a smile as she pushed her way through the crowd.

The information she held was far too important, relating to the safety of everyone here. If it weren't for the fear of causing panic, Qin Duanyu would have wanted to evacuate her own personnel first.

“Sigh, back when I was little, jazz was the mainstream. I liked to bring a few books, find a café, and sit there all day.” Ceylon said, rubbing her ears after finally squeezing out of the crowd. “But listening to this kind of music occasionally is nice, it’s like feeling the energy of Siesta.”

At this point, her voice suddenly lowered.

Evacuating all residents and tourists is easier said than done, especially since many locals have lived in the city for decades and have an even stronger attachment to it.

"As long as you're alive, there's hope. With people like you who love Siesta, I believe it won't be long before we can regain our former glory." Seeing the girl's low spirits, Qin Duanyu gently comforted her.

“You’re right. As long as everyone is still here, Siesta will not perish.” Ceylon’s expression softened, and she said solemnly, “Doctor, we are so grateful for Rhodes Island’s help this time. I don’t know how to thank you enough.”

"Like Lungmen, let's give Rhodes Island more opportunities for cooperation in the future," Qin Duanyu said righteously, trying to forget the image of the blue paper in his mind.

Helping Ceylon indirectly saved so many tourists and residents, and from a certain perspective, it also served as publicity for Rhode Island, helping to improve public awareness of this infected organization.

Of course, it would be even more perfect if they could give some LMD as a reward.

“Yes, I believe that after this incident, Father will also realize your capabilities.” Ceylon, completely unaware of the man’s thoughts, nodded with gratitude. “Speaking of which, besides Father, I also have a very important friend who works at the City Hall.”

"Is that Miss Black?"

“That’s right. My mother passed away when I was born, and my father devoted himself to the construction of the city. Only she has been by my side all this time. Although she is nominally my bodyguard and we are not related by blood, she is like my sister.”

"It's clear that you and she have a deep relationship. Was your sudden switch to studying Orestone disease for her sake?"

"Yes, it seems to be because of Oripathy that Black tries her best to avoid contact with me, especially whenever I try to invite her for tea, she always refuses on the grounds of work. I think if Oripathy could be cured, she would be as close to me as she used to be."

No, even if you did invent that drug, Black probably wouldn't come near you until you stopped making that killer tea. Qin Duanyu pursed her lips, ultimately deciding not to say it aloud.

Judging from this young lady's good impression of Rhodes Island, she probably joined Rhodes Island after this incident was resolved, and even got the six-star sniper operator Black as a bonus?

But Qin Duanyu had a vague feeling that things weren't that simple.

……

With Ceylon's protection, they arrived at Kronen's office in the city hall with almost no obstacles.

According to Ceylan's recollection, Kronin was originally a street urchin who was rescued and trained by Mayor Herman to be his assistant. Therefore, he was highly valued by Herman, who entrusted him with important matters such as the Obsidian Festival.

“My dear young lady, what brings you here? It must be something important, right? I’m quite busy, after all, Mr. Hermann has entrusted me with everything.” Kronin said with a smile, but his words carried a hint of barbs.

"Kronin, the volcano is about to erupt! All tourists and residents will be threatened. Organize an immediate evacuation and refuge!" Ceylon said urgently, ignoring his rudeness.

"Do you know what you're saying? In my professional eyes as a messenger of natural disasters and an Originium scholar, this volcano is very stable. It's unlikely that the situation you're worried about will occur within the next few decades, no, even a hundred years," Kronin said nonchalantly, adjusting his glasses.

“I have a report from professionals in a specialized institution. Please read it first!” Ceylon pushed the document in front of Cronin, who only glanced at it and showed no intention of opening it.

“There’s absolutely no need for that.” Kronin’s gaze shifted to Qin Duanyu. “If I’m not mistaken, the so-called professional you’re referring to is this gentleman, isn’t he?”

"That's right, the professor and his team provided the data analysis..."

“I see. You’ve been misled by these outsiders.” Cronin said with a look of sudden realization. “That’s how hothouse flowers are; they’re so easily deceived. Having followed Mr. Herman for so many years, I’ve seen plenty of these kinds of people. They’re just jealous of Siesta’s development and are trying every means to sabotage the Obsidian Festival.”

"What are you saying?" Ceylon asked, his face filled with disbelief.

"No need for explanation. Regardless of whether Mr. Kronin's identity as a messenger of natural disasters is self-proclaimed, judging from his attitude, he's either genuinely stupid or deliberately playing dumb," Qin Duanyu said helplessly to Ceylon, shaking his head.

"you……"

"While I really hope he's just stupid, given your father's abilities, it's impossible for him to actually let an idiot be his assistant. So it's safe to say he's pretending not to know anything."

"I……"

"No, the envelope has the special contact mark of the messenger of natural disasters, as well as the official seals of scholars from the University of Leitania and Victoria National University. You don't even recognize these, so I suspect you are both evil and stupid."

Qin Duanyu shrugged. To prevent government officials from not understanding the technical data, he had Tianhuo and Xiaomianyang stamp it with their seals. This was equivalent to the two scholars guaranteeing it with their reputations, which naturally increased its credibility.

But no matter how credible it may seem, it can't withstand the other party deliberately playing dumb.

"Guards, take this arrogant bastard away! I'm going to tear his mouth apart!" Kronin's forehead veins bulged, and he could no longer maintain his feigned ignorance, roaring into the communicator.

His diploma and identity as a messenger of natural disasters were indeed faked, but in a small place like Siesta, no one recognized it.

"The doctor is my friend. As long as I'm here, I won't let you do this!" Seeing a group of bodyguards surrounding Qin Duanyu menacingly, Ceylon quickly stepped in front of him.

"Let's see who dares to come over. Believe me, I only need to make one phone call and a whole truckload of men will come and beat you to death!" Qin Duanyu took out his phone and said confidently.

Chapter 27, Section 135: The young lady is pregnant with my child!

"Hmph, you have accomplices? But it's too late. Hopefully, they'll recognize you when they arrive!" Kronin pushed up his glasses, having no intention of letting Qin Duanyu call for backup. "Go and take the young lady away, but be careful not to hurt her!"

It seems he understands the principle that villains die from talking too much, and that the protagonist should never be given a chance.

How to do?

Could it be that we're going to use a suppression mode?

Qin Duanyu thought for a moment. Even if Kronin was indeed a bad guy, he had torn apart local government staff during the Obsidian Festival... Rhodes Island would probably be directly regarded as a friendly organization of the Reunion Movement, and he could completely replace Warfarin's position and become a full-time bridge lookout.

"Doctor, I'll hold them off for a bit, you take the opportunity to escape..." Ceylon's expression was solemn. Although she had the status of a young lady, she had never participated in the management of the city, so her deterrent power over these bodyguards was naturally no match for Kronin's.

However, all the exits were blocked. Even if she used Originium Arts to attack, she couldn't help the Doctor leave. She herself was unlikely to be in any danger; Kronin wasn't that bold. But if she angered the Doctor, he certainly wouldn't have a good ending.

Moreover, with all this commotion, news of the volcanic eruption will definitely be suppressed, and the entire city will be in danger.

“Miss Ceylon, are you willing to pay a price for Siesta?” Qin Duanyu suddenly asked.

"To protect the people I cherish, no problem!"

"Alright then, excuse me!"

Qin Duanyu suddenly stood in front of Ceylon, took her hand, and then shouted, his loud voice echoing in the building: "Kronin, don't even think about breaking us up! Mr. Hermann hasn't said anything, so it's not your place to object to this marriage!"