Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

'You rely too much on Chixiao and your swordsmanship.'

You need to see through the essence of things to understand your own true nature.

Qi Yan's words still seemed to echo in her ears.

"Perhaps, what I rely on is not only Chixiao and swordsmanship, but also that self-righteous folly."

A bitter taste filled Chen's mouth as he muttered to himself.

"You're pretty stupid."

Lin Yuxia's voice came from beside her ear.

Chen's face immediately fell as he looked at Lin Yuxia, who was walking over.

Facing Chen's habitual glare, Lin Yuxia didn't take it to heart at all, and continued speaking to herself:

"It seems you were bullied terribly by Qi Yan during your pursuit."

However, I don't think you need to be so disappointed. I don't know what he said to you, but maybe it made sense, and maybe you could do better if you followed his advice.

But you are Chen Huijie, not Qi Yan; you have your own path.

"I..." Chen hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

Lin Yuxia shook her head and said softly:

"You can never become Wei Yanwu, nor can you become Qi Yan, and you don't need to."

Chen Huijie, you can continue being that crazy woman who draws her sword, curses, and attacks people indiscriminately when she sees injustice, because that's just who you are.

"I...I really thank you so much!"

Chen gritted his teeth and said.

Lin Yuxia gave a soft hum and said nothing more.

On the other side, the Doctor and the others turned around and silently watched the two of them. After they finished speaking, the Doctor smiled and asked:

"Gentlemen, shall we proceed?"

"...Of course, I'm ready at any time!"

With a resolute gaze, Chen walked toward the doctor, holding a high-pressure water cannon.

"Hello, bosses. I am Qi Xiaobai, one of the interviewees."

Qi Yan greeted the group of dignitaries on the ship with a bright and cheerful smile.

These people are the leaders of the various forces that are engaged in a fierce battle in the Bolivarian territory.

It was they who brought suffering to the Bolivarians.

But at this moment, in Dosoles, they were the most honored guests, arranged by Candela to be on the most luxurious cruise ship in Dosoles, enjoying exquisite pastries and drinks, and watching the Grand Prix contestants get bloodied and battered, bringing them a unique kind of excitement.

However, at this point, the people watching the fun have become the fun itself.

A group of richly dressed dignitaries were obediently kept under Qi Yan's control on the cruise ship's deck, each with a chair, yet they sat there trembling with fear.

Almost everyone only dared to put half of their buttocks on the chair, ready to get up and run for their lives at any moment.

The burly Pan Qiao clutched his stomach, half-kneeling on the ground, his face contorted with pain.

"Qi Yan, what exactly do you want to do?"

Pan Qiao gritted his teeth and questioned, "If you wanted to create chaos, then you have succeeded. As long as we join forces and cooperate with these powerful figures, Dosoles will be ours for the taking!"

He immediately went up to Qi Yan after Qi Yan boarded the ship, trying to strike up a conversation with him.

Unfortunately, Qi Yan showed him no respect and directly made a harsh statement, gathering those powerful figures together.

Pan Qiao was merely trying to persuade Qi Yan to be more tactful when he was punched and rendered unable to get up again.

Qi Yan walked up to Pan Qiao, looked down at him, and smiled:

"Old Pan Qiao, with your ability to assess the situation, you shouldn't even dream of becoming a ruler. Wouldn't it be better to just be a weapon leading troops into battle and obey the orders of the real ruler?"

As he spoke, Qi Yan feigned a look of sudden realization and added:

"I forgot, you're not even that great at leading troops into battle. You suffered a crushing defeat back then. If it weren't for Candela taking you in, you'd probably be drowning your sorrows in some back all day."

Pan Qiao's deepest wounds were thus exposed by Qi Yan, causing his eyes to almost burst with rage.

"What are you!"

Qi Yan was too lazy to waste words with this guy, so he kicked him away, sending him crashing heavily against the ship's side before stopping.

This brutal act immediately turned the faces of the powerful and wealthy to pale, and they almost slumped off their chairs and slid onto the deck.

Qi Yan scratched his wolf ears and turned his gaze back to the powerful and wealthy:

"Where were we... Oh, I'm here to interview you. You are all important figures in Letania and Colombia, and I greatly admire you."

As you've all seen, I accidentally caused all this trouble in Dosoles. I can't go back to Rhodes Island now, so I have no choice but to come and seek refuge with you."

Qi Yan spoke these words with sincerity, his eyes scanning the powerful and influential people before him with anticipation.

Faced with Qi Yan's gaze, the faces of those powerful and wealthy twitched, forcing out an ugly smile.

They wanted to refuse, but they didn't dare.

Seeing that no one was taking the initiative to talk to them, Qi Yan sighed regretfully:

"It seems my resume is still not comprehensive enough, so let me introduce myself in more detail."

He cleared his throat and said earnestly:

"I contracted Oripathy while in high school and had to interrupt my studies. I only have a junior high school diploma, but please don't look down on me. This is my advantage."

Because I love art, and my greatest love in life is singing, I am currently preparing to enter the rap industry. My diploma is an advantage!

I also have some personal connections with the Rap Emperor of Longmen, Dadi. Although we have never exchanged rapping techniques, I believe that true music doesn't need to be particularly catchy, it just needs enough traffic... cough cough, I mean it's full of passion, and can express enough emotion with just a glance.

If you all share my feelings, especially the bosses from Letania, then I think this matter is truly... Thai Pants!

After Qi Yan finished his lengthy self-introduction, he looked expectantly at the group of dignitaries, especially the few from Letania.

Faced with Qi Yan's burning gaze, those powerful and wealthy people almost burst into tears.

Even if they had a hundred thousand times the courage, they wouldn't dare to take such an uncontrollable and capricious strongman under their command!

They admire strong people, but only those they can control.

Bringing Qi Yan back isn't like taking in a subordinate; it's like taking in a patriarch!

Qi Yan was displeased to see that all these powerful figures were like mutes, unable to utter a single word after he had said so much.

His gaze gradually turned cold, and he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at a Caprini man.

The Caprini are the iconic race of Letania.

"Are you from Letania?" Qi Yan asked fiercely.

"I...I...I...should...be right?"

The voice of the nobleman from Letania sounded somewhat like he was about to cry.

"You're Mom? I'm Dad too!" Qi Yan cursed. "I've taken a liking to you. From now on, I'm your subordinate, understand?"

Chapter 248 The competition continues, this time within the city.

The Letanian nobleman's eyes widened, realizing his good days were over.

But when faced with Qi Yan, he didn't dare utter a single word of dissent.

Seeing how obedient he was, Qi Yan was even more pleased. She walked over and pulled him up with great enthusiasm:

"Boss, I'll be working for you from now on. Don't worry, although I'm a bit of a troublemaker, I'll definitely take your advice on important matters."

"Wh...what is a big deal?" the nobles of Letania asked nervously.

"Like, the destruction of the world or something."

Qi Yan spoke with a sincere expression.

Leitanian elites: "..."

So you're saying you won't listen to me at all unless the world ends?

The nobles of Letania looked utterly hopeless, as if their lives had turned gray, and they almost became monks on the spot.

Qi Yan disregarded his feelings and waved to Pan Qiao, who had just struggled to his feet at the edge of the ship's railing:

"Old Pan Qiao, are you a maggot?"

"Get up and get to work. I know you're planning a rebellion and you must have ways to control those live-streaming drones and seize control. I also have something else to announce."

Everyone on the ship couldn't help but shudder.

They're already on the verge of a nervous reaction when they hear Qi Yan is about to announce something.

Pan Qiao gritted his teeth and looked at the powerful and wealthy people. He saw that they were all looking down at their noses and were obviously not worth relying on.

He then turned to look at the contestants who had escaped from the sea. They were all pale and huddled in the corner of the deck, looking exactly like young women who had been wronged.

Obviously, we can't count on them.

Pan Qiao took a deep breath and finally turned his gaze to his trusted confidants on the ship.

"Boss, you give the order!"

Those confidants all had resolute eyes, ready to bravely face death at any moment.

As long as Pan Qiao gives the order, even if they know they are no match for him, they will still rush forward and splatter blood all over Qi Yan's face.

Pan Qiao's expression shifted between light and dark.

In the end, he did not choose to resist and resigned himself to his fate:

"Listen to Qi Yan, and seize control of the live stream."

The subordinates took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled, a feeling that was both unwilling and relieved spreading through their hearts.

Qi Yan wasn't interested in these people's inner thoughts and let them slowly perform their melodramatic scenes in front of him.

However, as soon as Pan Qiao gave the order, his subordinates acted quickly. A few minutes later, the drones hovering above the ship paused for a moment and were officially taken over by Pan Qiao.

At Pan Qiao's signal, all the cameras on the drones were pointed at Qi Yan.

In the city center, all the live broadcasts displayed Qi Yan's bright, smiling face.

"Hello everyone, was the battle royale you just watched exciting?"

After speaking, Qi Yan opened his arms wide, adopting the posture of a stage star welcoming the audience's applause.

As he had expected, the audience in the city burst into enthusiastic applause and cheers.

The city seemed to be under the control of a distorted emotion.

The bigger the chaos, the more excited people become.

Qi Yan held his outstretched arms open for a moment, then slowly lowered them and continued:

"Next up is the most exciting part of this Grand Prix, the final one. Let's make our applause even louder!"

The applause was thunderous and resounded throughout the city.

In the crowd, Hoshiguma and Swire's expressions gradually tightened, and they both got up and moved closer to a more suitable defensive position.

They sensed that the situation was very likely to spiral out of control.

Sure enough, amidst applause, Qi Yan's voice echoed throughout the city:

"Next, as per my boss's instructions, I will expand the scope of the competition. The entire city of Dosoles will be the battlefield, and you, all of you, will be participants."

Scream, struggle, cry out... or you can try to resist.

The thunderous applause abruptly stopped.

When those who are watching the fun become the fun itself, everyone's mindset changes.

In the scene, Qi Yan smiled as he looked at the group of dignitaries on the ship, as well as Pan Qiao, whose face was ashen.

"Now, have your men rush into the city and begin the formal attack on Dosoles." Qi Yan said with a smile, but his tone was icy cold.

Pan Qiao and the other dignitaries immediately looked as if they had eaten shit.