Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"Useless!" the doctor spat.

"You think you're so tough? Watch out, or I might switch sides and join Kronin's camp, and I'll beat you to a pulp!" Qi Yan retorted without backing down.

While the two were exchanging barbs, Amiya and the others had already torn a gap in the enemy's encirclement.

Amiya said urgently, "Mr. Qi Yan, Doctor, stop fooling around and run out quickly. The corridor is too narrow and you might get hurt."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yan and his companion jumped up and, with the cover of the others, broke through the encirclement.

"Go to the parking lot and pull Pompeii out to give them a little shock from the Originium Bugs."

Without stopping, Qi Yan led the doctor downstairs in silence.

Several enemies caught up with the two from behind, but most of them had a clear objective and surrounded Amiya and the others in the corridor.

Ceylon, carried on Fiameta's shoulder, was still trying to speak up to stop the enemy's attack.

Unfortunately, in the chaos, her voice had no effect whatsoever.

Qi Yan was about to run to the elevator, but the doctor grabbed her and forcibly dragged her down the stairs.

"I hate stairs!"

"Taking the elevator isn't like us riding Pompeii and beating people up; it's like those guys behind us riding us and getting beaten up!"

The two weaklings tumbled and crawled down the stairs, pursued relentlessly by several enemies who narrowly escaped catching up with them several times.

As they watched the floor descend, the parking sign for the basement level finally came into view. The doctor couldn't hold on any longer, his legs buckled, and he slid to his knees.

Qi Yan didn't look back and continued to run away.

"Damn it, don't abandon your companions!" The doctor grabbed Qi Yan's trouser leg.

"Damn it, let go! If you want to die, go die yourself!"

Qi Yan was pulled so hard that he stumbled and ran forward desperately, dragging the doctor along as they slid across the ground.

The enemies who were chasing behind were all taken aback when they saw this.

They watched as the two were locked in a tight struggle, moving at a snail's pace. They took a couple of deep breaths and slowly surrounded them.

"As expected of a bunch of wicked bastards, they deceived the young lady and used some unknown means to damage the environment of Siesta Volcano."

"Watching you rabble fight amongst yourselves is more refreshing than drinking a bottle of soda in one go on a hot day!"

"Run! You two keep running! Let's see where you can run to!"

The group had already noticed during the chase that Qi Yan and his companion were not physically stronger. Now that they had surrounded them, they didn't rush to attack but instead began to mock them without restraint.

Qi Yan took a deep breath, kicked the doctor away, his breathing was disordered, but his expression showed no fear:

"We're not running because we've already arrived at our destination."

One of the enemies asked in surprise, "Where?"

"Your burial ground!"

As Qi Yan finished speaking, a rustling, wriggling sound suddenly rang out from the parking lot.

Several enemies turned around in horror and saw a black Originium worm, as big as a small mountain, charging menacingly towards them.

A deep hiss echoed, and Pompeii's hard shell faintly revealed a red glow. A scorching wave of air erupted, making the underground parking lot seem like a blazing inferno.

"What the hell is that!"

As Pompeii writhed, a burst of magma erupted from his body.

Without a second thought, the group scattered and fled in all directions.

As one of them fled, he instinctively turned his head to check what was behind him, and then became confused.

He stared blankly at Qi Yan and the other person who had run away with him, and asked in a daze:

Why are you two running away?

"This isn't a game! There's no in-team damage mitigation. We'll be roasted alive even if we don't run!"

As the doctor explained, he leaped onto the other person's back.

Before the man could react, Qi Yan jumped up, one leg raised high in the air:

"Take this General Yan Flying Kick!"

Chapter 211 The Strongest Extra in History

The enemy entangled by the doctor changed his expression drastically. Unable to break free for a moment, he could only close his eyes and grit his teeth to withstand the attack.

Just as the enemy's heart was in his throat, Qi Yan's flying kick struck him hard in the chest.

The man grunted, took two steps back, and then regained his footing.

He looked down at the shoe print on his chest, absolutely certain that he had just been kicked.

But the force was so strong, it felt like children playing around, and it didn't hurt him at all.

"Damn it, what a powerful enemy!"

The doctor cursed and clung tightly to the enemy's back, wrapping his arms around him: "Watch me use Old Tree Roots to control him, White Dog, get on the offensive!"

"Take this ten-slap Dragon Subduing Palm strike!"

Qi Yan stepped forward and launched a fierce attack on the enemy.

It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.

The enemy's face flushed red, and he roared as he frantically shook his body, trying to throw the doctor off.

Unfortunately, although the doctor's physical strength was comparable to Qi Yan's, he was a mental type of fighter. The old tree's roots used a professional fighting lock technique, which would be difficult to break free from in a short time.

Taking advantage of the situation, Qi Yan unleashed a flurry of punches on the enemy.

"A crow flies an airplane, a tornado destroys a parking lot, Awei's 18 moves, a monkey steals a peach!"

The enemy screamed and fell to his knees, his face turning from red to white and then to green, writhing in agony into a shrimp-like shape.

The doctor jumped off the man, his face beaming with excitement:

"Do you even understand the significance of the evil spirits of the Tower of Babel? Do you even understand the significance of a Calamity-level powerhouse?!"

Qi Yan flicked his fingers elegantly, adopting a lonely, masterful posture, and hummed:

"Let me update this: I am an invincible powerhouse below the gods, and undefeated even above the gods."

"You... are shameless!"

The enemy clutched his genitals, his voice sounding as if squeezed out between his teeth.

But then he noticed that his other companions had been knocked over by Pompeii's massive body, so he quickly shut his mouth and swallowed his humiliation.

Qi Yan ignored his defeated opponent at his feet, walked over to Pompeii, and praised him:

"Good job, little guy, just remember to avoid your companions next time you spew lava."

Pompeii was overjoyed to receive the praise and went up to try and rub against Qi Yan.

Qi Yan quickly jumped away and turned to look at the parking lot exit:

"Now is not the time to celebrate. We haven't taken down the enemy leader yet. Little guy, charge! Take down Blackie, and I'll reward you with a volcano of lambs!"

Pompeii clearly didn't understand, but it still grasped that Qi Yan meant for it to break out of the hotel, and its huge body turned around and rushed straight for the exit.

Qi Yan and the doctor, emboldened by the insects, followed behind with great fanfare, rushing out of the underground parking lot and into the hotel.

At the same time, Amiya and the others broke through the enemy's encirclement and arrived outside the hotel.

The two sides successfully met up, but there wasn't much joy on their faces.

Because outside the hotel, a large group of enemies in uniform were surrounded by weapons.

The leader was a lightly dressed woman with silver hair named Felin, who held a crossbow half her height. Her eyes were sharp, and the crossbow bolt was firmly locked onto Pompeii.

Her men behind her, though shocked when they saw Pompeii, did not panic too much and maintained their formation.

Qi Yan waved his hand, signaling Pompeii to calm down.

Otherwise, given the power of Black's giant crossbow, even with Pompeii's hard obsidian shell, it would still be injured.

At this moment, Ceylon also broke free from Fiameta's shoulder, took a few steps forward, and looked at the figure of the black man holding a giant crossbow. He was clearly shocked and at a loss for what to do.

She directly voiced all her doubts:

"Blackie, why...why did you attack me?"

The black-handed man held the massive crossbow steadily, still locked on Pompeii, his eyes unwavering as he said:

“Miss, these people are liars. Don’t be fooled by their words. The mayor is not in Siesta now. You need to listen to Kronin.”

"Now you come back with me to find Kronin and hand these people over to him... I don't want to lay a hand on the young lady."

"What are you saying? Don't you even believe me?" Ceylon asked anxiously.

“I naturally believe Miss, but I don’t believe them.” The black voice was incredibly firm. “These people have only been in Siesta for a short time, yet they have already damaged the volcano’s environment. According to Kronin’s prediction, this volcano… the snow mountain will probably not recover until next year, and it will have a very negative impact on Siesta’s environment.”

I don't know what they said to the young lady that led her to be deceived, but as long as I'm here, I will never allow them to continue their evil deeds.

Ceylon gently bit her lower lip, her expression a mixture of sadness and anger.

Despite all that Hei said, in the end, he still didn't trust her, thinking she was just an inexperienced young lady who would be easily deceived.

Seeing that Ceylon and Black's relationship was becoming increasingly strained, Qi Yan and the Doctor exchanged a glance, and Qi Yan took half a step back, indicating that it was now the Doctor's turn to take the stage.

The doctor coughed lightly, stepped to Ceylon's side, and asked in return:

"We damaged the volcanic environment and have been arrested by law enforcement. We will be fined and prosecuted as appropriate. We have been released on bail through proper channels."

On the contrary, it seems a bit against the rules for someone like Miss Hei to bring her men and directly attack us with violence.

“I’m just following Cronin’s instructions. Now that the mayor is away, he’s in charge of everything in Siesta. You can talk to him face to face if you have anything to say.”

Black remained unyielding, like a machine that only obeyed orders.

The doctor's gaze swept around, and he suddenly became arrogant:

"So there's nothing to talk about?"

"We have nothing to talk about anyway. Hand over the young lady." Hei's tone grew even colder.

The doctor shrugged, then suddenly reached out and plucked a blue feather from the feathers dangling near Ceylon's ear, casually holding it between his fingers, and said provocatively:

"Not only will I not hand it over to you, but I'll also pluck her feathers right in front of you. What can you do about it?"

Enrage ignited in his dark, brilliant golden eyes. He immediately turned the giant crossbow around, aimed it at the doctor, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The crossbow bolt shot out and headed straight for the doctor.

But the next moment, an old but upright figure appeared beside the doctor, his blade flashing, instantly slicing down the crossbow bolt.

Herag held the knife in one hand, curiously examining the black figure.

"Your skills are very sharp, and the giant crossbow in your hand feels familiar to me."

"A helper?"

Black realized that Herag's strength was not to be underestimated, and his face darkened: "Team A, Team B, keep a close eye on them from a distance. Team C, surround them from behind."

"Oh? The style of a mercenary group?" Herag recognized their approach at a glance.

He stood still, not in a hurry to react.

Because he did not come alone.

"Boss, there are still enemies!"

Not far away, the exclamations of the black henchmen could be heard.

Hei suddenly turned his head to look, and his pupils contracted sharply.

A towering figure slowly walked towards the crowd, carrying neither his signature shield nor gun, but merely an iron rod that he had grabbed at random.

That iron rod, as thick as an average person's arm and nearly two meters long, seemed like a short stick in the hands of the patriot.

With a casual wave of his hand, the resulting shockwaves sent enemies staggering about, making it incredibly difficult for them to even stand.

Pompeii seemed unwilling to be forgotten, emitting a low hiss, its obsidian shell glowing slightly red, and a terrifying heat wave causing the surrounding air to distort.

The situation reversed instantly, and Black, who had originally held an absolute advantage, fell into a disadvantageous position in the blink of an eye.