Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Even so, the Patriot did not stop; he spoke again:

"We need Qi Yan, but not his combat strength, nor his strategic thinking. We need Qi Yan himself."

He's a good kid, and I want to save him.

This time, I must seize the hand he extends.

Kal'tsit slowly backed away, as if something was stuck in her throat, unable to dissipate.

'Talulah is a pitiful person, and I want to try to save her.'

'She is Amiya, a very cute little girl.'

'Kal'tsit, keep thinking. This land needs you to save it.'

“Ah, I see. No wonder I could never see through him.” Kal’tsit suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh. “So I’ve never been able to understand him.”

The patriot gazed at the elder before him.

Under the patriot's gaze, Kal'tsit slowly regained her composure, her green eyes looking at him once more:

"Thank you, Bozocasti. If it weren't for you, the situation would have been unimaginable."

“He was a good boy. He didn’t care about slaughtering living beings, but he also didn’t like the passing of life.” The Patriot shook his head firmly. “Your worries are a kind of harm in themselves. His end will be in a quiet place, where he will simply fade away.”

“You are a reliable elder…a good father,” Kal’tsit said earnestly. “As you said, Qi Yan may lack many things, but he doesn’t like to lie, and his respect and trust for you are absolutely genuine.”

"No, I am not."

Kal'tsit and Patriot stared at each other.

Gradually, Patriot seemed to unload a burden that had weighed on him for many years. His red eyes dimmed further, but a new sparkle returned.

Patriot opened his mouth as if to say something, but he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the office door.

A moment later, hurried footsteps approached rapidly, and without going through the request button outside the door, a series of knocks sounded directly at the door.

The woman's panicked cries echoed into the office.

"Dr. Kal'tsit, something's happened to Amiya!"

Chapter 159 The King of Pretending Has Arrived, and the King of Pretending Has Failed.

M3's claws tore the door apart.

The logistics officer outside the door screamed and fell to the ground in fright.

Kal'tsit rushed out of the office, grabbed a logistics operator, and asked, "Where is Amiya?"

"No, no...she, she's in the control center..."

This was the first time the logistics operator had ever seen such a terrifying side of Kal'tsit, and for a moment, he was so frightened that he couldn't help but stutter.

Before she could finish speaking, Kal'tsit had already leaped onto the back of the M3 and sped towards the control center.

Patriot bent down and stepped out of the doorway, asking in a deep voice, "What happened? What happened?"

He was much calmer than Kal'tsit, because the Sarkaz bloodline told him that the Demon King was no surprise.

The logistics officer, his voice trembling with emotion, explained:

"Amiya suddenly fell asleep on her desk not long ago. At first, we thought she was just too tired and taking a nap, but later when someone asked her to sign documents, we found that we couldn't wake her up no matter what we did."

Patriot's gaze sharpened, and he quickly strode towards the control center.

By the time he and the logistics officer arrived, the control center had already been placed under emergency control.

Even Patriot and the logistics operator had to be asked by the heavily armored operator guarding the area before they were allowed to pass.

When Patriot entered the control center, he immediately saw Amiya lying flat on the emergency rescue bed.

On the hospital bed, Amiya's breathing was steady, her expression relaxed, and she appeared to be in a state of natural sleep.

However, no matter how Kal'tsit and the surrounding medical operators tried, they could not wake Amiya.

Patriot walked to Amiya's side, sensed her carefully for a moment, and suddenly spoke:

“There is a power that envelops Amiya, similar to Sarkaz witchcraft, but much more profound, which I cannot decipher.”

Kal'tsit took a deep breath, pulled out her terminal, and dialed a number:

"Logos, get to control the central command immediately at top speed!"

Almost the instant Kal'tsit finished speaking, a subtle fluctuation emanated from the control center.

Countless runes exuding an ancient aura flashed by, only to vanish again in an instant.

An elegant and handsome man emerged from the runes and came into view.

The man was a Sarkaz, but he didn't possess the innate ferocity of most Sarkaz. Instead, his every move exuded elegance and refinement. Beneath his gray hair was a stunningly beautiful face that would make any woman envious, yet it didn't appear effeminate. On the contrary, under the control of his masculine demeanor, it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Patriot stared at the man named Logos before him and whispered:

"One of the Sarkaz royal courts, a banshee, a male banshee, astonishing, and this level of sorcery... You are the current Banshee Lord!"

"...I felt it, a power."

Logos noticed Patriot's presence, but merely nodded in acknowledgment. Without needing Kal'tsit's explanation, he noticed Amiya's unusual behavior the instant he arrived.

A black short staff appeared in his hand, and countless ancient and obscure runes reappeared, connecting Logos and Amiya through the black staff.

Everyone instinctively held their breath, silently waiting for Logos to successfully decipher the mysterious power that had appeared on Amiya.

A few breaths later, Logos' handsome brows suddenly furrowed.

The runes shattered one after another, returning to nothingness.

Logos's slender fingers gently brushed against his staff as he said calmly:

"I cannot break this force."

Kal'tsit clenched her fists and opened her mouth as if to say something, but was interrupted by Logos gracefully raising her hand.

Faced with the impending rampage of Kal'tsit, Logos remained elegant and calmly said:

"This power is not Originium Arts, but a power beyond that, belonging to the authority of a god."

Fortunately, the suddenly appearing deity meant no harm; He simply put Amiya into a normal sleep, and she would wake up once she had rested enough.

"God..."

Everyone immediately felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Kal'tsit even subconsciously picked up her terminal and began searching for Qi Yan's contact number.

Logos once again stopped Kal'tsit.

A handsome smile curved his lips as he said softly:

“I know you want to ask Qi Yan for help, but I have been secretly observing Qi Yan and I have made a very interesting discovery. The aura of the god who attacked Amiya is very similar to that of Qi Yan, and they may even be from the same source.”

"What does it mean?"

Kal'tsit felt as if she had used up all the shock she had ever experienced in her life in one go today.

Logos crossed one arm over his chest, while the other hand, holding his staff, gently rested against his chin, a smile playing on his lips as if he had discovered something amusing.

“I remember that not long ago, Qi Yan left Rhodes Island, and many people went to see him off. It was just before that time that the god used the power of his authority to prevent Amiya from seeing Qi Yan off.”

"I don't understand why that god would do this?" Kal'tsit said, somewhat exasperated.

It seems that anything involving Qi Yan becomes extremely unpredictable.

Logos glanced at the group of people around him, who were still deep in thought, and gently shook his head, offering a reminder:

"Why not leave things that require thinking to the professionals... Speaking of which, why hasn't the Doctor arrived yet after so long since Amiya's accident?"

Kal'tsit paused, a hint of unease flashing across her expression:

"I've already sent someone to the bridge to find the doctor."

Everyone: "..."

A moment later, the doctor, panting heavily, finally arrived at the scene.

How is Amiya?

The doctor rushed to the bedside immediately and looked at Amiya, who had fallen asleep. His emotions were clearly on the verge of getting out of control.

"Calm down, Amiya is not in danger."

Logos took the initiative to explain the situation to the doctor in detail.

The doctor gradually calmed down and quickly fell into deep thought.

Almost at the same rate as Logos' failure, a look of understanding quickly appeared on the doctor's face:

"That god did not want Amiya and Qi Yan to meet on their parting... I suddenly discovered something very strange."

I witnessed this farewell from the bridge. Although I couldn't hear the conversation, it seemed that everyone was talking about Qi Lin, while Qi Yan and He Mo were just background figures.

If Qi Yan hadn't started acting strangely later, it seems no one would have thought to take the initiative to talk to him.

Logos, Patriot, and the others all looked at Kal'tsit.

The doctor's analysis didn't stop there; he continued:

"In addition, I also noticed a very strange phenomenon in the composition of the people who came to say goodbye."

Warfarin, Frostnova, and Early Dew... that is, Natalia, these people already had close relationships with Qi Yan and his sister, so their farewell was understandable. But in fact, even Kal'tsit made a special trip to attend their farewell!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Kal'tsit's brows furrowed deeper as she explained:

"At the time, I was thinking that I still had something to tell Qi Yan... No, that wasn't my original thought. Those words weren't important; I could have easily relayed them through the terminal. But for some reason, I convinced myself to go and see him off."

What's even stranger is that, just as the professor said, if Qi Yan hadn't started acting strangely, I would have even forgotten my original purpose, and all I could think about was talking to Qi Lin.

Chapter 160 What Does He Know? Qi Yan

After hearing Kal'tsit's explanation, everyone in the control center frowned.

Everyone noticed that there were too many inexplicable and bizarre phenomena involved.

It seems that some force has been manipulating Kal'tsit and the others without their knowledge, causing them to do things against their will.

The doctor's gaze was deep. He casually pulled out a sanity potion from his pocket, drank it in one gulp, and then continued to ponder.

One clue after another was unraveled in the doctor's mind.

"Qi Lin, something's wrong!"

The doctor stated with certainty: "Based on rational analysis, her personality doesn't actually possess much personal charm. Warfarin and Frostnova had the deepest contact with her, so it's understandable that they were more enthusiastic towards Qi Lin, but Zao Lu and Kal'tsit should have cared more about Qi Yan."

But when Qi Yan and Qi Lin are together, or even just when their conversation touches on the topic, everyone's attention is drawn to Qi Lin.

Kal'tsit raised her hand and gently rubbed her temples, asking with difficulty, "But what caused this?"

"There's no way of knowing; there are too few usable clues." The doctor shook his head regretfully. "I can only conclude that the truth can probably only be found by asking Qi Yan."

The topic seemed to have come to an end at this point.

Kal'tsit's lips tightened slightly as she looked down at Amiya and asked:

"But I still don't understand why that god would deliberately put Amiya to sleep, making her miss saying goodbye to Qi Yan?"

The doctor's expression was somewhat complicated.

He clearly wanted to skip the topic, but Kal'tsit brought it up again in the end.

Faced with Kal'tsit's probing gaze, the Doctor had no choice but to tell the truth:

"Because, in that god's calculations, Amiya's disregard would truly hurt Qi Yan..."

As for the others, they are irrelevant.

The doctor stopped speaking halfway through his sentence.

But everyone present was a perceptive person, and they instantly understood the conclusion that the doctor had deliberately avoided.

Kal'tsit's gaze suddenly darkened for a moment.

Even though she managed to cover it up in an instant, it was still noticed by everyone present.

Everyone felt a sudden tightness in their chest.