Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"The future of the Sarkaz is far more distant than that of the infected, and the discrimination they face is even more subtle than that faced by the infected."

But that doesn't matter. I didn't know what I should do, so I kept wandering. I thought I had seen real rebellion, but in the end it was just a hypocritical carnival.

But that's not important either. I will extend a helping hand to others while protecting my companions, Traveler.

"that's enough."

Qi Yan grinned: "If everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better place."

"Well, let's rest. The natural disaster shouldn't come so soon, right?" Mudrock asked again.

After receiving Qi Yan's affirmative reply, the Mudstone Team returned to their normal lives.

As night deepened, the village quietly hid among the desolate mountains and forests.

The campfire illuminated the sleeping figures of the Sarkaz, and also reflected the figure of Mudrock on night watch.

Mudstone turned to his companion on night watch and whispered a few instructions, then turned back, picked up his hammer, and walked over to Qi Yan:

"Traveler, are you asleep?"

"...I was about to go to sleep." Qi Yan opened his eyes with a wry smile.

"Sorry to bother you, but could you talk to me for a bit?" Mud Rock extended an invitation.

Qi Yan sat up, dusted himself off, and followed Ni Yan's tall figure, slowly leaving the place where everyone was resting.

Once the two were completely away from the campfire's glow and had reached the woods where only the moonlight shone, Niyan stopped.

"I think you're lying to us."

Mudstone turned around and placed the huge hammer in his hand on the ground with a dull thud.

Qi Yan seemed oblivious to this almost threatening action, remaining standing behind Ni Yan, and confidently declared:

"I haven't told a single lie."

“That’s precisely where your brilliance lies,” Mudrock said in a deep voice. “The natural disaster may be real, and your desire to save someone may also be real, but your approach to us is by no means a coincidence.”

You came here specifically for our team.

"Why are you so sure?"

Qi Yan shook his head and smiled wryly: "Women's intuition is really outrageous. This thing can't be explained by Originium Arts."

Mudstone's body visibly paused.

Then, a sound of loosening soil came from inside her armor, and the huge armor collapsed as if deflated, the helmet falling to the ground, its interior filled with soil.

Long, white hair, more beautiful than moonlight, came into Qi Yan's view.

The girl's stunning figure was concealed by loose armor. Her red eyes silently gazed at Qi Yan, whose exquisitely beautiful face, like a work of art, was filled with wariness and doubt.

"You knew my gender all along; you were just teasing me from the beginning."

Mudstone's voice was no longer muffled; a gentle, girlish voice echoed in the quiet night: "I want to know your identity."

Qi Yan liked this simple and straightforward conversation. He nodded and explained:

“My name is Qi Yan, and I come from a pharmaceutical company called Rhodes Island. I have my eye on your abilities and want to bring you to the island to speak out for the oppressed infected and to fight back.”

Mudstone frowned slightly and replied:

“I have never heard of this company, and I don’t know how you found out about my situation.”

"But I never intended to join any faction. Since you've investigated me, you should know that I was once a member of an organization called Reunion Movement, and that I participated in wars. This kind of background will only bring negative consequences to your company."

"What a coincidence, isn't it? The Reunion Movement is all on my island right now." Qi Yan grinned, revealing two rows of clean white teeth.

Mudstone: "..."

In her red eyes, confusion was accumulating at a visible speed.

Did the two organizations merge after she left Reunion?

The Reunion Movement wasn't planning to attack Chernobog, was it?

Later... it seems to have failed... why?

"Hey, don't get confused right away." Seeing that Mudrock's eyes were getting more and more confused, Qi Yan quickly waved his hand to interrupt the Sarkaz girl's thoughts. "How about we hear about the reward Rhodes Island can offer before deciding whether to refuse?"

Mudstone blinked, and although still wary and resistant, he nodded in agreement.

Qi Yan coughed lightly and said slowly:

"My dear girl, you wouldn't want to see your companion's Oripathy getting worse, would you?"

Chapter 338 Little W, Making a Big Die

The hammer was lifted from the ground by Niyan and gripped in her hand, her red eyes fixed on Qi Yan.

Based on her woman's intuition, she disliked Qi Yan's words.

"Ahem, don't get agitated!"

Qi Yan quickly corrected himself: "I meant that Rhodes Island can treat Oripathy."

Mudstone gripped the hammer even tighter:

Do you think I'm stupid?

Oripathy is incurable, especially for Sarkaz infected individuals. We are fully prepared; please do not mock our suffering.

"I'll fight anyone who dares to say you're stupid! You're just naturally naive!" Qi Yan said angrily.

Mudstone: "..."

This should be speaking up for her, right?

Seeing that Ni Yan's hammer was about to swing, Qi Yan quickly jumped back half a step and waved his hand, saying:

“We really can cure Oripathy, I have evidence. Patriot, Frostnova, you should know these two, the father and daughter are currently receiving treatment at Rhodes Island.”

Patriot is speaking much more fluently now. I predict I'll see him arguing and bickering with Frostnova when I return to the island.

Mud Rock stared at Qi Yan, his expression slightly wavering.

She felt that Qi Yan was not lying.

This time, it wasn't instinct that made her move, but rather the surrounding soil that was reminding her that Qi Yan meant no harm and that she shouldn't fight him.

Mudstone put down the hammer and pondered for a moment.

She is still not ready to join any organization, but that doesn't stop her from gathering some information first.

Mudrock pressed on, "What about the others? Talulah, the Kingslayer, and those Reunion members—did they join your company to receive treatment?"

"That's a long story."

Qi Yan returned to Ni Yan's side, plopped down, and patted the ground next to him to signal Ni Yan to sit down as well.

After hesitating for a moment, Ni Yan, still wrapped in his loose armor, sat down next to Qi Yan.

Qi Yan inhaled the earthy scent of the girl beside him, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

If Qi Lin were here, he could take the opportunity to go crazy...

"It is said that the world, after a long period of unity, tends to divide, and after a long period of division, tends to unite. On the Ursus Icefield, the infected have suffered oppression for too long, so a fighter stepped forward, raised his arms and shouted, and his call was answered by a hundred, thus forming the Reunion Movement."

The fighter's name was Talulah. She was kidnapped by her enemies at a young age, like a caged bird or a trapped beast. Despite being raised by her enemies, she remained pure and upright, observing the suffering of those infected..."

Qi Yan's rambling voice echoed in the night.

If it were anyone else, they would have already lost patience and thrown a punch, but Mud Rock showed no impatience at all, and instead listened with great interest.

Within the town of Wolumonde.

Arturo, carrying his violin, strolled slowly down the street bathed in lamplight.

"You've been following me for so long, if you don't come out soon, I'm going to have to find a hotel to rest. Are you planning to become a peeping tom?"

She suddenly turned her head and spoke to an alley behind her.

A while after she spoke, a member of the military police slowly walked out of the alley.

"As expected of the person Captain Bai personally instructed me to find, I am just an ordinary military policeman, please forgive my humble appearance."

The middle-aged military policeman was polite but wary, and said with a self-deprecating smile, "Please don't take offense, ma'am. My clumsy tracking skills can't hide anything from you, nor did I ever intend to. I'm just following orders."

Arturo's gaze sharpened slightly.

At that moment, she even had the urge to turn around and run away.

The "White Captain" mentioned by the military police was none other than the White Queen, whom she had met once in Viseheim.

She never dreamed that this person would actually follow her to Wolumonde.

After a moment's hesitation, Arturo wasn't arrogant enough to believe she could escape the White Queen's clutches. She calmed herself and explained:

"There's no need to be so modest. I didn't discover your whereabouts; I just heard your emotional voice. I meant no harm."

The middle-aged military policeman nodded repeatedly.

Both sides harbored their own reservations, and the conversation quickly reached a stalemate.

The stalemate was broken on the spot by a sudden explosion.

Arturo watched helplessly as the military policeman was blown away by a suddenly thrown Originium bomb right in front of her.

"Hahaha, look who I've found!"

A Sarkaz woman, with her signature laugh, suddenly appeared behind Arturo.

“Sarkaz?” Arturo tensed abruptly. “When did you get close? Why didn’t I sense your emotions?”

"Because I'm mentally ill."

W grinned, revealing her two little tiger teeth, her smile sunny and cheerful.

Arturo stared intently at W, slowly backing away.

She couldn't sense W's emotions, but at this moment, there was no need to sense them anymore.

A Sarkaz who claims to be mentally ill suddenly appeared in front of her, a Sarkaz, and she couldn't think of any other possibility besides that he was preparing to hunt her down.

This kind of performance is very popular in the wilderness.

Some Sarkaz enjoy collecting the Sarkaz Guardian Guns as a symbol of their hunting honor, much like hunters like to preserve the heads of large prey as specimens and display them in the most prominent place in their homes.

“This is a town, aren’t you afraid of being surrounded and arrested by the military police?” Arturo tried to stall for time.

As long as the White Queen arrives, Sarkaz like this will definitely not escape being suppressed.

W toyed with a detonator in his hand, tilted his head in thought for a moment, and then agreed:

"You're right, so I blew them up beforehand."

Arturo: "..."

She even had the feeling of facing a female version of Qi Yan.

Those two guys are insane!

“Tell me, Sakorta, where’s that dog?” W suddenly asked.

Arturo was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that the dog W was talking about was none other than Qi Yan, whom she had just been mentally criticizing.

"Are you one of Qi Yan's men?" Arturo seemed to realize something. "No wonder you're so reckless, daring to commit violence in town."

"You're talking nonsense!"

W suddenly erupted in rage: "I'm not his person, he doesn't deserve me!"

"I can do whatever I want. A mere military police unit in a mobile town isn't enough to frighten me."

Arturo looked at the completely emotional Sarkaz before him, who remained as calm as a machine.

Holding her violin, she calmly said:

"The military police certainly don't pose much of a threat, but what if one of the twin queens comes in person?"

W's smile froze slightly.

She knew the White Queen was in Wolumond, but she had only blown up a military policeman, and even controlled the force so as not to kill him. It was not necessary for the White Queen to personally intervene to protect her own.

Something's not right, something's not right!