Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"Get out of the elevator shaft immediately! If I let go now, the bomb will explode. Don't come near me!"

Also, be careful of Qi Yan; he's an undercover agent too!

Hemo, who was pretending to be busy next to Qi Yan, suddenly burst out laughing.

Faced with the stares of everyone, Hermer quickly lowered his head in embarrassment.

Seeing that the show was about to fall apart, Qi Yan said tremblingly, "You stabbed me, and even on your deathbed you're trying to smear me. Are you trying to split our team?"

His words successfully drew Anthony and Robin's attention back.

Robin glared angrily at Qi Yan and loudly exposed:

"You keep saying you have a plan and arrangements, but in the end it's all empty promises. You never actually intended to save anyone; you were just playing with Anthony!"

"I've already ruined the prison like this, what more do you want from me?" Qi Yan said with a face full of grief. "You're being unreasonable. You're heartless and ungrateful. I worked so hard to save people, and I was even thinking of taking our father out of prison to get him proper treatment, but you... you actually stabbed me in the back!"

Even if I go to hell, I'll go to our father and complain that you killed everyone!

"What...what do you mean by 'our father'!"

Robin was rendered speechless by Qi Yan's words: "I don't want to see a guy like you, who makes fun of everyone for his own amusement, even in hell!"

Unaware that Anthony was silently approaching her, Robin, whose attention was drawn to Qi Yan's words, did not notice.

When Anthony successfully reached the elevator door, Robin realized something was wrong. Anthony suddenly grabbed Robin and pulled her out of the elevator.

The detonator slipped from Robin's hand, and she was terrified.

At such close range, no matter how strong Anthony's physique was, he could not withstand the power of the Originium bomb.

"Kafka!"

Even in the critical moment, Anthony still held onto Robin's wrist tightly.

A petite figure appeared beside Robin, the scissors in her hand flashing with a cold light, instantly cutting Robin's outer garment into countless shreds.

The scissors seemed to have a life of their own in Kafka's hands, precisely peeling off Robin's outer garment without damaging the Originium bomb inside.

With Anthony's roar, he unleashed his full power, kicking the Originium Bomb into the elevator, and then turned to shield Robin in front of him.

Kafka pressed the elevator close button and scrambled to hide behind Zilling.

Inside the slowly closing elevator, the Originium bomb flashed with blinding light, and the enormous roar seemed to shatter everyone's eardrums.

The terrifying impact instantly deformed and then shattered the closed elevator doors, and the remaining shockwave, like a wild beast breaking free of its cage, raged wildly in the control room.

Blue ice crystals quickly condensed, forming a barrier that firmly protected Qi Yan and the others.

On the other side, Anthony's massive body was like an immovable mountain, withstanding the impact of the Originium bomb without causing any harm to Robin in front of him.

Amidst the roar, Robin curled up, staring blankly at Anthony's pained expression, his eyes tightly closed and his teeth clenched.

"Why?" Robin murmured.

Her voice was drowned out by the roar of the explosion.

Broken metal fragments flew through the air, leaving bloody gashes on Anthony's body.

Only after the impact of the Originium bomb completely dissipated did Anthony's sturdy body sway slightly, and he knelt down on one knee.

He opened his eyes, his pupils bloodshot from the intense pain, making him look somewhat frightening.

But his voice remained steady, even somewhat gentle:

“You did have no other choice. I don’t know what kind of suffering you’ve gone through, and I have no right to criticize you from a superior position, but I can see your torment and the kindness in your heart.”

I hope I can help you and give you a chance to make a different choice.

You can continue to attack me, or you can continue to be my ally. I won't force you to make any choice. But at the same time, I will make my own choice. I won't stay put; there are many things waiting for me to accomplish outside this prison.

Robin trembled, biting her lip as she bent down to pick up a piece of metal.

Anthony knelt before her, having just endured the direct impact of the Originium bomb explosion, and was in his weakest state.

This is her best chance to make a move.

The metal fragment pierced Robin's palm, and drops of blood, like tiny red worms, crawled out one by one along the sharp edge of the fragment, leaped down, and shattered on the ground, turning into blossoms of blood.

Robin seemed oblivious to the stinging pain in her palm; she unconsciously tightened her fingers, as if wrestling with herself.

"No, I can't, I mustn't."

Tears streamed down Robin's face as she collapsed to the ground, crying out in despair, "I'm sorry, Father, I'm so sorry!"

Chapter 174 Little sister, scared, want to be carried

Robin's cries foreshadowed her choice.

But there was no joy on Anthony's face.

This choice is an indescribable pain for anyone.

“I’ve noticed that you girls are all so stubborn. Zoya was just like that back in Chernobog.”

Qi Yan stepped out from behind the melting ice shield and turned to chat with Hermer: "Her code name is now Wormwood, that little girl who follows her father around all day like a little shadow."

Like Robin, she always tries to shoulder everything and solve problems on her own, showing absolutely no sense of camaraderie.

Robin stopped crying and stared blankly at Qi Yan, who seemed completely unaffected.

"Didn't I stab you? How come you're not dead?"

“This brings us to Hermer’s amazing medical skills.” Qi Yan turned around, revealing his smooth back. “Look, nothing’s wrong.”

Hammer grinned, giving a forced smile.

If she had such amazing abilities, she would have been a pillar of the medical department long ago!

Even Kal'tsit and Shining came to her to learn medicine.

However, when she met Robin's eyes, which had regained their hope, Hamer forced a smile and nodded firmly.

Faced with renewed hope, Robin seemed somewhat timid, staring at Qi Yan and whispering:

"But you're an undercover agent."

"Is this never going to end?"

Qi Yan glared at her, which made the little girl shrink back in fright.

Anthony gritted his teeth and sat up, unmoved by Robin's words.

When a crisis occurs, if internal divisions arise within a team, it is not far from disintegration.

Anthony wasn't sure if Qi Yan had any ulterior motives, and he didn't care. There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Qi Yan was willing to risk going to prison to save him, so he must have some value to him.

This is a trade that Anthony can't refuse.

“Now that the elevator is destroyed, everyone must pull yourselves together and climb back down the stairs to the infirmary at the very bottom of the prison,” Anthony said in a deep voice.

Hammer stepped forward with the bandage, quickly bandaged Anthony's wound, and carefully checked whether Anthony had suffered any internal injuries.

The result shocked Himer.

Despite withstanding the impact of the Originium bomb, Anthony only suffered some superficial injuries, with the most serious wound being no more than half an inch deep.

Seeing Himer's shock, Anthony explained in a low voice:

"My physique is naturally different from that of ordinary people. Some people have commented that my physique is born for fighting. Although I do not like fighting, I have indeed benefited a lot from it."

“When you get to Rhodes Island, be careful of the medical department. They…” Himer warned tactfully, “They might do some tests on you.”

Anthony tilted his head in confusion, unable to understand Himer's reminder.

He straightened up, stretched his body briefly, and made sure that Himer's bandages did not affect his movements before leading the way out of the control room.

The crowd followed behind him, on high alert, ready to deal with the prison guards who might rush out at any moment.

Only Qi Yan arrived at the top of the stairs, looking down at the descending staircase, and looked at Qi Lin with a wronged expression:

"Little sister, I'm tall and scared, I want to be carried!"

Qi Lin's face darkened, and she kicked her older brother down the stairs.

As her older brother's screams faded into the distance, Qi Lin twitched her nimble wolf ears twice, glanced at the corridor behind her, and then stepped down the stairs.

At the bottom of the stairs, Anthony caught Qi Yan, who had been kicked down, with one hand, and led the way with him.

Throughout the journey, Anthony remained highly alert, ready to fight at any moment.

But the prison seemed to have become an empty ghost town, with not a single prison guard coming out to stop their actions.

This strange situation made Anthony even more nervous, and he quickened his pace toward the infirmary.

As he burst through the infirmary door, the scene inside sent Anthony's heart sinking to the bottom.

There were many people.

A large number of prisoners gathered in the infirmary, holding weapons that were clearly much better than theirs, and silently waited for the arrival of the group.

Duma's hands were bound and he was pinned to the corner of the wall, while two prisoners guarding him pressed cold daggers against his pale neck.

"It seems that some people have failed."

Jeston stood at the front of the prisoner line, looking at the group of people who, although somewhat disheveled, had not suffered any casualties, and his tone was full of mockery.

Then he saw Qi Yan being held in Anthony's arms, his back covered in blood.

A cold glint flashed in Jeston's eyes as he deliberately said:

"Let go of this gentleman, he's one of ours!"

Anthony glanced at Qi Yan, gently placed Qi Yan on the ground, and said expressionlessly:

"Perhaps you are indeed in cahoots, but based on my judgment, you have internal disagreements, so now, facing you who are trying to stop me, he is my teammate."

When Jeston realized his accusation had failed, he wasn't angry. He casually picked up a glass of red wine from the table next to him and swirled it elegantly between his fingers.

He said calmly, "It's a very rational choice, but no matter what you choose, you will all die in this prison in the end. All of you will die."

Jeston's gaze finally landed on Qi Yan, his tone revealing undisguised murderous intent.

“Jesston, oh Jesston.”

Qi Yan said regretfully, "You are too petty."

These words seemed to strike a nerve with Jesston, causing him to pause with feigned elegance, his face slightly contorted.

"Shut your dog mouth, Rupert. For the sake of working for Mr. K as well, I can give you a quick death."

“You don’t understand me, and you don’t understand Mr. K.” Qi Yan wasn’t intimidated by Jesston and continued, “Guess what Mr. K would do with you if I died?”

These words caused Jeston's murderous intent to falter.

Looking at the composed Qi Yan, he suddenly felt a little flustered and began to worry that Qi Yan was indeed Mr. K's confidant, or that he had a way of informing Mr. K about the situation here.

But Jeston's hesitation lasted only a moment.

"It's too late for you to say anything more now, Rupert."

Jesston regained his composure, and with a cold laugh, waved his hand to give the order.

The prisoners swarmed forward instantly, rushing towards Qi Yan and the others.

"Kafka!"

Anthony let out a low growl and charged forward to confront the prisoners.

Kafka's nimble figure moved across the battlefield, his target being the captured Duma.

The scissors flashed with a cold light, instantly slicing through the wrists of the two prisoners. Robin followed closely behind, rushing forward without regard for his own safety to save Duma.

Frost filled the infirmary, and Qi Lin sealed the ankles of a large number of prisoners with a wave of her hand.

Seeing that the prisoners were at a disadvantage as soon as the two sides clashed, Jeston remained calm and silently watched as Duma was rescued and the prisoners fell one after another.

When the last prisoner fell, Jeston had a general idea of ​​the fighting strength distribution of Anthony's group.

Aside from Anthony, the only one who could truly put up a fight was the young girl named Rupert, who was wearing a prison guard uniform.

Then... all of Jeston's malice was directed at Anthony.

“You’ve done a good job, but that’s far from enough,” Jeston sneered.

Without a word, Anthony roared and swung a punch at Jeston.