Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Many people were targeted and beaten bloody as soon as the battle began.

Some even pulled out homemade weapons from their clothes and used them recklessly in front of the prison guards.

Himer was startled by the scene, her short brown hair stood on end, and she almost burrowed into Qi Yan's arms.

Mel kept his head down, engrossed in his design ideas, oblivious to what was happening in front of him.

Kafka, however, was clearly excited. She carefully observed the prison guards' reactions for a moment and, seeing that they were just watching for fun, she was completely relieved.

"I can't hold back any longer, I'm going to start!" Kafka exclaimed in a low voice.

Hamer, suppressing her panic, grabbed Kafka's sleeve and said urgently:

"You can't get involved, it's too dangerous!"

“I’m not getting involved in that kind of barbaric activity,” Kafka said with a grin. “I’m just going to take advantage of the chaos. We need tools to escape, and I’ve noticed that the guards don’t seem to care about simple weapons, so I’m going to sneak into other people’s rooms and steal some usable stuff.”

After hesitating for a moment, Himer still felt uneasy, but forced herself to say, "I'll go with you."

Kafka tilted his head and thought for a moment. Feeling that his actions would not be dangerous, he agreed and quickly slipped away with Himer.

Qi Yan remained silently in his seat, neither interfering with Kafka's actions nor running off to fight with the prisoners.

He raised his wrist, glanced at the handcuffs specifically designed to suppress Originium Arts, and complained:

"It's infuriating! Why can't this thing completely suppress my Originium Arts? It's preventing me from participating in such exciting group battles."

Mel was engrossed in his own ideas and didn't hear Qi Yan's complaints at all.

Qi Yan didn't care, and kept rambling on like an old woman, talking to herself in a disjointed way.

"It's a pity that W was away on a mission and couldn't come with me to such a lively event."

"It's infuriating! Ever since I didn't help her when she asked for help last time, she doesn't call me a 'dog man' anymore. She just calls me 'Hey, you dog!'"

"Is this ridiculous?"

Just as Qi Yan was about to break down, Barton finally appeared in the activity area.

"All of you better behave yourselves, are you trying to rebel?"

As soon as Patton appeared, he roared fiercely.

The two sides in the melee reluctantly stopped and split into two teams to stand up again, but everyone's face showed dissatisfaction.

Barton glanced at their faces, gave a soft snort, and turned to look behind him.

A burly man dressed in prison clothes walked slowly towards them.

The moment that figure appeared, the scene fell silent. Every prisoner stood obediently with their heads bowed, their faces filled with awe.

Qi Yan stood with Mel in the crowd, carefully examining the figure in front of them.

"What a huge white tiger!" Qi Yan couldn't help but exclaim.

The figure that walked out was none other than Anthony Simon, the target of Qi Yan and Hemer's trip, and also a future operator of Rhodes Island, codenamed Mountain!

Unlike the ordinary people on this land, Anthony did not only have some animalistic features, but was more like a humanoid beast, a... super-burly tiger named Fury!

Qi Yan's gaze swept over Anthony's furry tiger head, then down to Anthony's muscular chest and arms as thick as Qi Yan's waist.

"Such a big Fu Rui, it would be so comfortable to sleep with it at night."

Qi Yan's lips curled up uncontrollably.

Hearing Qi Yan's mutterings, the prisoners around him showed expressions of fear and moved away from him.

The commotion here wasn't particularly noticeable among the large group of prisoners. Barton glanced at it briefly and then began his usual pretentious speech:

"This is a prison, not your battlefield. You should work hard and perform well here so that your relatives and friends outside can see you sooner..."

The prisoners all made disgusted expressions.

This is probably the only emotional connection between the two groups of prisoners in Zones A and B.

At this moment, Kafka also pulled Himer and jogged back to Qi Yan's side.

Qi Yan glanced at He Mo and noticed that the latter's mood was clearly a bit off.

"Did you see Saria?" Qi Yan asked knowingly.

Himer gently clenched his fist and nodded, saying:

“I just saw her… wearing a prison guard’s uniform. So that’s how she got into prison.”

"Didn't you go up and say anything?"

“I don’t know her well.” Hamer turned his face away. “We don’t have much to talk about.”

Qi Yan grinned but didn't say anything more.

Meanwhile, Barton had shifted the topic from himself to Anthony.

“You should learn from Anthony. Although he was a prisoner, he valued reason and did not easily resort to violence. He enjoyed reading, writing, and listening to music. How refined he was.”

Barton subtly praised Anthony while repeatedly emphasizing that Anthony was merely a prisoner.

Himer and Kafka found this rather strange.

They could all see that Anthony's appearance barely helped Barton stabilize the situation, but Barton turned around and mocked Anthony.

“Don’t be surprised, this is normal.” Qi Yan noticed their confusion and took the initiative to explain, “Barton does need Anthony to intimidate the prisoners, but at the same time he is jealous of Anthony’s reputation and is worried that he can’t control Anthony, so he suppresses him at every turn.”

A look of understanding appeared on the faces of Hemer and the other person.

After Qi Yan finished explaining, he shook his leg, suddenly strode out of the crowd, and walked casually toward Anthony.

Chapter 167 Columbia-Style Bullying

Qi Yan's sudden action instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Patton's speech was forced to stop, a fierce look appearing in his eyes, and he was about to start yelling and cursing.

Then he saw a scene that almost made his eyes pop out.

Qi Yan slowly walked up to Anthony, looked up at the super-sized Fury.

Anthony lowered his head and looked at Qi Yan with a puzzled expression.

Just as Anthony was about to ask a question, Qi Yan raised his hand and punched him three times in the chest.

After three punches, Anthony remained unmoved.

Qi Yan, instead, clenched his fists and grinned, saying:

"How did you build those muscles? They're like a giant block of iron."

"What are you doing?" Anthony asked, puzzled.

But that fist was weak and powerless, hardly the strength a Rupert should have.

Judging from the expression on the face of the man in front of him, it didn't seem like he was faking it; he must have really used his strength.

Anthony became increasingly puzzled.

“It’s not like Captain Patton said you value rationality and don’t easily resort to violence,” Qi Yan said with a wave of his hand and a smile. “So I’ve come to verify it myself.”

Anthony was even more confused.

He had a vague feeling that this Rupert in front of him seemed to be a little mentally unstable.

After hearing his subordinate's report on Qi Yan's criminal record, a knowing glint flashed in Barton's eyes:

"It's perfectly normal for someone who would break into a woman's home alone, not to steal money or sexually assault her, but to give her pets a bald head shave. They must be mentally unstable."

The anger that had just surged in Patton's heart vanished instantly.

He even adopted a somewhat amiable demeanor, waving to Qi Yan:

"Go back as soon as you're done verifying."

After all, who would bother arguing with an idiot?

Qi Yan shrugged and turned back to the group.

The prisoners made way for Qi Yan without any hesitation, their attitude no less than that towards Anthony.

Hemer looked at Qi Yan, who had returned to their side, and struggled with his expression several times before finally asking in a low voice:

What exactly were you doing just now?

"You didn't understand?" Qi Yan asked in surprise.

Himer: "Huh?"

Seeing Himeron's Liberian-style shock again, Qi Yan sighed and explained in a low voice:

"I punched Anthony three times because we agreed to meet at 3 a.m.

This is a code word even a monkey could understand. You, a top student from Columbia University and an elite researcher at Rhine Labs, are even less intelligent than a monkey!

"Who can understand this code word!"

Himer was getting a little frantic.

Early morning, in a prison cell.

Qi Yan rested his head against the railing, so sleepy that he could barely keep his eyelids open.

"If I had known, I would have moved the time up a bit," he couldn't help but say with a wry smile.

Hemer was also awake, as if he were competing with Qi Yan, gritting his teeth and saying:

"You're wasting your time; no one can possibly understand your code!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of a lock being opened came from the door at the end of the corridor.

Qi Lin's figure came into their view.

"It's three o'clock. I'll take you to Zone C," Qi Lin said expressionlessly.

Qi Lin opened the door with her privileges, and Qi Yan swaggered around, showing off in front of He Mo.

"Hey, who is this? A little Liberi, a Liberi who is forever kept in the dark."

Qi Yan smugly twisted his body.

"Did you know? We riddle people can understand each other instantly, except for one race. Can you guess who it is?"

Qi Yan twisted her body even more joyfully.

"It's you, little Liberi!"

Qi Yan wanted to continue showing off, but his younger sister kicked him in the shin and then forcibly dragged him away by his wolf ears.

Himer knelt on the floor of her room, her eyes filled with confusion and numbness.

In the C-section prison, Qi Yan, led by his younger sister, made his way smoothly to Anthony's room.

The burly tiger sat silently in the room. He wasn't surprised to see Qi Yan, but he was somewhat taken aback by Qi Lin's appearance.

"Even the prison guards are your people, and this lovely... cough, no, I mean this Luper girl has such high authority. It seems your background is not simple."

After Anthony finished speaking, he realized that he had been staring at Qi Lin the whole time, without even glancing at Qi Yan.

He was startled and, with astonishing willpower, forced his gaze to Qi Yan.

Qi Yan's lips twitched: "Is this the golden spirit of a gentleman?"

You're even more awesome than that old lynx!

“I don’t understand what you’re saying,” Anthony said seriously. “Let’s skip the small talk and get straight to the point. Tell me why you’re here.”

"My purpose in coming here is very simple: I just want to tell you that someone is trying to assassinate you."

Qi Yan smiled and said, "You were arrested so suddenly back then, so to prevent you from being confused, I'll give you a brief explanation."

Six years ago, your Simon family's company was shut down for illegally smuggling Originium products. All core members of the family were given a set of prison-style clothing and are currently serving their sentences in the Fortress Mountain prison.

Anger flashed in Anthony's eyes, but he wasn't too surprised, clearly having expected this outcome.

He waited silently for Qi Yan to finish his sentence.

Qi Yan didn't keep them in suspense and continued with her revelations:

"The people who assassinated you are your old acquaintances, the Hyde brothers. Now that Mansfield Prison has left the city and continues to roam the wilderness, their operation is about to begin."