Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

As dawn breaks, it spills its light across the land, treating everyone equally, including the Sunset Zone, which was bathed in sunlight the night before. The charred ruins are also draped in a golden cloak of light.

Murphy sat on the sofa in the living room of his villa, his eyes bloodshot.

He didn't sleep a wink all night, just sitting there on the sofa waiting for Qi Yan to return.

But he didn't see those two white-haired figures, one big and one small, all night long.

With Murphy's abilities, staying up all night wouldn't be a problem, but after a whole night of inner turmoil, he felt somewhat dazed when the morning light shone into the villa.

Just as he could no longer contain himself and was about to get up and go out to search, the villa's door was pushed open.

Qi Yan walked in, yawning, with Bai Cha, who was covered in dirt, behind him.

With his signature shout, Murphy slid down to Qi Yan's feet.

This time he learned his lesson and didn't dare to cling to Qi Yan's leg. Instead, he pitifully grabbed the corner of Qi Yan's cloak and said mournfully:

"Where did you go last night? I waited all night for you to come back, and for the explosions to continue. I was about to start investigating whether any of the powerful and influential figures in Viseheim had been beheaded."

"It's not this little white lamb yet. Go ask him. I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Qi Yan kicked Murphy's hand away and yawned as he walked up the stairs.

Murphy waited patiently until Qi Yan's figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs before getting up and looking at the filthy chalk.

At this moment, Bai'e also looked exhausted, and there were even many wounds on his palms.

Noticing Murphy's gaze, Bai'er looked somewhat timid, seemingly afraid to meet Murphy's eyes.

This reaction surprised Murphy.

Yesterday everything was fine. Although Bai'e held a slight sense of awe and distance towards him, she certainly didn't react with the same venomous dread she has now.

"Go sit on the sofa and wait for me."

Murphy didn't ask any questions immediately, but simply gave a brief instruction and turned to leave.

Whitey lowered his head and obediently sat down on the sofa as Murphy instructed.

A moment later, footsteps approached, and Murphy returned to Chalk's side carrying a first-aid kit.

He squatted down, took out anti-inflammatory medicine and gauze from the medicine box, and treated Bai'e's hand wound.

Bai'e was startled and quickly withdrew his hand, saying:

"I can just do it myself."

Murphy grabbed Chalk's hand, not enough to hurt Chalk, but enough to prevent Chalk from struggling.

"Be honest, you're a musician. If you show your scarred hands while performing, it will negatively impact the audience's experience."

Murphy immediately adopted the domineering CEO persona, treating his injuries while asking, "What exactly happened last night?"

Bai'e pursed her lips and explained in a low voice:

"Last night I was captured by the remnants of the Witch King's faction. Qi Yan took the opportunity to find their base, and then the two sides fought. The remnants of the Witch King caused an explosion."

After that, I chatted with Qi Yan for a bit, and I asked him to help me rescue the citizens of Xizhao District who had perished, which is why I'm only back now.

Murphy bowed his head to wrap the chalk with gauze and sighed:

"Be more careful next time. There are specialized teams to rescue refugees. We don't need an idiot like you. You could get hurt at any time in such a dangerous place."

This time, it was only because my older brother was with you that you felt safe. Otherwise, do you think you were really safe?

Don't rush to refute me. The danger I'm talking about doesn't just come from the environment, but also from those refugees who have just experienced hardship and are on the verge of mental collapse. In this world, the most dangerous thing is the human heart.

Bai'e kept his head down and said nothing.

Murphy's concerns were not unfounded; he did indeed experience considerable danger from refugees last night.

Someone in the ruins was clinging to his arm in terror, as if desperately trying to drag him into the rubble so they could climb out themselves.

Some people mistook him for a professional rescuer and forced him to enter the collapsing tunnel to rescue people...

Murphy tied the gauze, clapped his hands, and got up to put the first-aid kit back in its place.

He did not ask the reason for the change in Bai'e's attitude towards him.

But he hadn't taken more than a few steps when the chalk behind him suddenly spoke:

"sorry."

Murphy turned around in confusion, looking at Chalk, whose face showed signs of struggle.

“I know you noticed I was a little hostile towards you just now, I’m sorry,” White said in a low voice. “I didn’t mean to, it’s just that because of what happened last night, I’m a little afraid of people like you who are high and mighty.”

"Yes, that's a good thing."

Murphy didn't say anything, picked up his first-aid kit and quickly left.

Bai'e opened his mouth, watched Murphy's departing figure, but ultimately said nothing, and got up to return to his room.

After a whole night of rescue operations, he was also exhausted and struggled to untie his clothes with his hands wrapped in gauze.

But after trying for a long time, all Bai'e managed to do was break out in a sweat and manage to take off his coat. He even gritted his teeth in pain because it aggravated his wound.

He glanced at the clean bed, sighed softly, and prepared to make do on the carpet in the corner of the room.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

With White's permission, the door was pushed open, and a maid with slightly disheveled hair appeared outside.

“Mr. Chalk, I was sent by Lord Murphy to take care of you.” The maid bowed and then quickly stepped forward to take off Chalk’s clothes.

She was resting at the hotel when Murphy suddenly kicked open the door and, without saying a word, picked her up and rushed her to the manor.

When she arrived at the manor, she learned that Murphy's hasty act as a human vehicle was because she sensed the predicament that Chalk would face.

Bai'e felt a little hot as he looked at the gentle and beautiful maid in front of him.

Especially when he saw the maid take off his shirt and start pulling down his pants, Bai Er immediately began to struggle:

"No, not the pants!"

"But how can I help you wash up if you don't take off your pants?" the maid said, feeling wronged.

"No, no, no, I don't need to wash up!"

Bai'er's face instantly turned red to the roots of her ears.

Although the maid's voice was soft and gentle, her attitude was very stubborn:

"Lord Murphy instructed me that I must take good care of you. If he finds out that I didn't help you bathe and change your clothes and let you go to sleep exhausted and dirty, he will scold me to death."

"But...but..."

Bai'e was so anxious that she could barely speak.

He wanted to emphasize that he was a boy and express the view that men and women should not have physical contact.

But looking at the maid's aggrieved and uneasy expression, Bai'e couldn't bring himself to refuse.

Otherwise, according to the maid, she would definitely be punished by Murphy when she got back.

Because of his own actions, he caused innocent people to suffer, and Bai'e just couldn't bring himself to do it.

Finally, Bai Chi made up his mind, closed his eyes, and let the maid do as she pleased.

Before long, the sound of rushing water came from the bathtub in the room.

Only the two parties involved know the details. Apart from Qi Yan, who was fast asleep, there was no one else in the villa.

Murphy knocked on the door in a specific rhythm, and when the door opened, he ducked and crawled inside.

The familiar room, the familiar table, and those familiar cloaked colleagues.

Murphy walked easily to his seat and sat down.

Before he could even settle into his seat, Begler launched the first attack:

"You're late. I thought you were going to follow Qi Yan and forget your place."

Murphy leaned back in his chair, instantly adopting a "playing it safe" stance:

"Thanks for your suggestion. Once I've won Qi Yan over and successfully joined his team, I'll use your heads as a pledge of loyalty, how about that?"

Begler slammed his fist on the table, stood up angrily, and shouted:

"Even now, you still dare to spout nonsense. You were by Qi Yan's side, so why didn't you give him any advance notice when he caused such a huge commotion?"

Murphy pointed to the door, gesturing for the door to open.

"Why don't you do it?"

"If you can do it, then you do it; if you can't, then sit down!"

Chapter 289 Conflict, Betrayal, Loyalty

In the cramped room, the atmosphere became increasingly tense due to the confrontation between Murphy and Begler.

Begler's breathing was rapid, and his teeth were grinding together.

Do you know how many people died in last night's explosion?

"Then do you know how many people Qi Yan saved last night?" Murphy asked back.

"You fucking farted!"

Begler immediately lost his temper and angrily cursed, "Last night, when he was with that brat named White, he encountered a refugee who was nervous and tried to verbally abuse White, so he just kicked him away."

He kicked twice as many refugees to death as he saved!

Murphy's temper flared up instantly. He stood up abruptly, pointed at Begler's nose, and angrily shouted:

"Are you even speaking human language?"

When Bai'e went to rescue people, those bastards were hurling insults at him. It's a good thing I wasn't there, otherwise I would have shoved them back into the rubble and covered them up myself!

Begler was thoroughly berated by Murphy, leaving him stunned and completely at a loss.

He wanted to yell back.

But Murphy's accusations were so well-reasoned that he couldn't utter a single word.

"Okay, stop arguing."

"Calm down, you two. Begler, please sit down. Murphy, as our comrade, would never betray us."

"Murphy, don't get angry. After all, it was Sunset District that was bombed last night. Begler is from Sunset District, so it's understandable that he's upset."

The other cloaked figures quickly got up to comfort the two, and after much persuasion, they finally managed to get them to sit back down in their chairs.

Seeing that the situation had temporarily stabilized, one of the cloaked figures coughed lightly and formally began the conversation:

"Qi Yan fought with someone last night, and the commotion was quite loud. People from above have come down to help."

Murphy and the others immediately looked over.

Under the watchful eyes of the others, the cloaked figure continued:

"According to reliable sources, a very important person died last night, and this matter has even alarmed... the Elector."

Upon hearing this, the room fell into an instant silence.

Murphy subconsciously slowed his breathing, and his fists clenched unconsciously under his cloak.

Many questions arose in his mind. After pondering for a moment, he risked asking:

"Weren't those who fought Qi Yan last night remnants of the Witch King's faction?"

The words are clean and concise, yet they reveal a lot of intriguing information.

Murphy's eyes narrowed slightly beneath his cloak.

Elector, the true master of Letania.

They were the ones who put the Witch King on the throne, and they were also the ones who supported the Twin Queens in overthrowing the Witch King's rule.

At this time, however, the remnants of the Witch King's faction became involved with the Elector, and it could even be said that the person in power behind the Witch King's remnants was the Elector.

None of the people present were fools; they immediately realized that the situation was developing in an unexpected direction.

"Murphy, you've been following Qi Yan lately and have also been in contact with that Witch King's bloodline. Have you discovered anything?"

Suddenly, a cloaked figure spoke up to ask a question.