Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

However, Mudrock was already used to Qi Yan's ramblings. She coughed lightly, and her deep voice, penetrating her armor, voiced the question that had been nagging at her:

"That Witch King in the sky, if I remember correctly, seems to be one of your Originium Arts."

Qi Yan's expression turned serious, and he nodded earnestly, saying:

“That’s right, he is both the Witch King and my Originium Arts.”

"Then why..." Mudrock pointed to the Witch King in the sky, who had transformed into a demolition crew and was frantically tearing down buildings, "Do you want him to destroy Wolumond, which has finally regained its peace?"

Qi Yan's expression was rich; in the blink of an eye, it changed to a wronged look:

“He’s out of control.”

Mudstone paused for a moment, then pressed on with the question:

"Then can you regain control of him?"

Qi Yan leaned back tactically.

This girl actually believed it?!

He quickly composed himself, his expression a mixture of three parts seriousness, three parts regret, three parts anger, and ninety-one parts suppressed laughter, as he gritted his teeth and said:

"To regain control of him, we need to subdue him through force!"

"Then hurry up and beat him into submission," Mud Rock urged.

"I need Originium Arts, otherwise how can I fight?" Qi Yan shrugged.

"Your Originium Arts have gone out of control... To regain control, you need to subdue it... You can't fight without Originium Arts... So you need Originium Arts... Your Originium Arts have gone out of control..."

Mud Rock muttered to himself, sorting out Qi Yan's logical connections, before his voice gradually faded away.

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It took a long time for Niyan to come to his senses after Qi Yan kept patting him.

"Hey, I told you I'm best at fixing system crashes. In this situation, a few taps and it's fine," Qi Yan said with a grin, showing off to the others around him.

All the Sarkaz, including the Queen's Voice, couldn't help but secretly roll their eyes.

Just as they were feeling helpless towards Qi Yan, Mud Rock suddenly gripped the hammer in his hand, turned around, and walked towards the location of the Witch King.

"Captain, what are you going to do?"

The Sarkaz were all taken aback.

Mudstone stopped, but didn't turn around. He simply said in a deep voice:

"I need to help Qi Yan regain control of Originium Arts. I can't let the Witch King continue to disrupt the peace that Wolumond has finally managed to restore."

The Sarkaz were immediately taken aback.

"That's the Witch King, the former tyrant of Letania, and the number one sorcerer below the gods!"

"You're no match for them. We might as well take advantage of the chaos and lead the infected to escape. Maybe we can save some lives."

The Sarkaz's persuasion did not sway Mudrock in the slightest; she remained stubbornly turned towards the Witch King.

“But in that case, the destruction and death caused by the Witch King would be immeasurable. I don’t want Qi Yan to bear this guilt day and night because of his Originium Arts going out of control.”

Qi Yan: "..."

With his limited conscience, he actually felt somewhat guilty.

But it wasn't because of Wolumonde; it was purely because he had somehow managed to completely fool a naive Sarkaz girl.

To prevent myself from suddenly sitting up in the middle of the night and slapping myself, Qi Yan weakly suggested:

"Mudstone, why don't you listen to what your soil friends have to say?"

Mudstone turned around, his deep voice carrying a hint of amusement:

"They said, 'Don't let me get involved in this battle,' but my mind is made up. Although you have a rather unpredictable personality, I can sense your inner longing for friends and protection."

Today, let me protect you.

Qi Yan's expression froze.

Before he could speak, Mudstone resolutely turned around, gripped the hammer tightly with one hand, and raised his other fist high:

"Fertile soil, rock, rise up and join me in protecting all of Wolumondene!"

This time, the grayish-brown Originium Arts fluctuations on the mudstone fist were more dazzling than ever before, and the condensation speed was also more difficult than ever before.

Faint red waves of energy emanated from the gaps in her armor, constantly merging with the Originium's fluctuations.

The earth trembled, roared, and responded to the cries of the mudstone.

A colossal rock statue, far surpassing any before, slowly rose from the ground. The crevices of its rock-formed body were filled with red fluctuations symbolizing vitality.

"Captain...you are wasting your own life..."

The Sarkaz's voices were filled with pain and heartache.

Niyan didn't say anything, but silently turned around and looked at Qi Yan.

Meeting Ni Yan's gaze, Qi Yan suddenly took half a step back, subconsciously avoiding eye contact.

For the first time, his expression showed panic and hesitation.

Almost instinctively, he wanted to speak up and clarify everything, to explain that he was just joking, to say that the Witch King hadn't lost control and was just acting, even though it would indeed cause death...

For some reason, the sound of mudstone kept echoing in Qi Yan's mind.

She came to protect him.

Someone is willing to protect him.

This feeling made Qi Yan feel like an addict, completely unable to control his reason.

The surrounding crowd, startled by Niyan's sudden attack, scattered in all directions.

They realized that this towering Sarkaz had stepped forward to rebel against the Witch King in the heavens, yet they were somewhat afraid.

The mudstone colossi are indeed powerful, but compared to the figure in the sky that seems capable of suppressing eternity, they are still like tiny fluorescent lights vying for brilliance with the bright moon.

If Mudrock is defeated, will the Witch King turn his attention to them?

Some people felt fear, even hostility, and suddenly shouted:

"You lunatic, if you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"

This call immediately sparked a wave of agreement.

The mudstone, which was solidifying into the body of the red rock behemoth, paused, but in the end she said nothing and did nothing, continuing to guide the Originium Arts.

But the Sarkaz could no longer contain themselves. Their eyes blazed with barely suppressed fury, and they drew their weapons, aiming them at the civilians.

But no one expected that chaos would break out among the civilian ranks before the Sarkaz erupted.

"You bastard, I saw it! It was you shouting those heartless things! Get out of here!"

"And this bastard, he yelled too! Everyone, attack him together and kill him!"

Many civilians, grateful for Niyan's courage in standing up for them, spontaneously pulled out the bad apples around them, and some hot-tempered people even raised their fists to punch them.

The situation was already out of control before the Witch King had even begun to deal with the civilians.

The Sarkaz and Anto exchanged glances, both somewhat at a loss.

The Queen's Voice crossed her arms and silently observed the expressions on the faces of the commoners, silently memorizing their words, actions, and appearances.

There was only one person present, with a blank expression, seemingly out of place with his surroundings, immersed in his own world.

Qi Yan was certain that he was not injured and his body was not on the verge of sudden death, but his heart ached, a pain that surpassed any death he had ever experienced.

A cold sigh echoed in Qi Yan's ears.

The slight coolness that only Qi Yan could feel transformed into a gentle breeze that enveloped his body and eventually melted into his aching heart, easing the pain.

Qi's voice was gentle: "There's no need to suffer. I've replenished the little girl's life force."

Just relax and enjoy this experience of being protected; don't push yourself too hard.

Qi Yan's body trembled.

The hesitation in his eyes faded, and clarity returned.

A soft chuckle escaped Qi Yan's throat, then gradually grew louder, eventually turning into a loud, unrestrained laugh.

Qi Yan raised his hand to cover his golden eyes, laughed loudly, but the laughter was no longer manic; it was filled with joy and relief.

But glistening droplets kept seeping out from between his fingers.

"No, no need."

Qi Yan lowered his hand amidst the astonished gazes of those around him, making no attempt to hide his reddened eyes.

He muttered to himself as if he were acting neurotically:

"You don't need to replenish her life force, because I won't let her deplete her life force, and I won't let her suffer any harm, even if it can be perfectly made up for afterwards!"

(Hey everyone, look at me! I need to ask you all a favor.)

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Chapter 375 Da Bai: Angry, unhappy, needs to be coaxed.

The Sarkaz around him looked at Qi Yan with some confusion, wondering who he was talking to.

Anto was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening and rushed to Qi Yan's side:

"It's Big White, Big White is still here, right? Don't make a move, let Him help Mudrock."

Qi Yan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and gently rubbed Anto's head.

He smiled and said:

"He will intervene, but not to help Niyan. I will handle Niyan's matter."

After saying that, Qi Yan stepped past Anto and walked towards Niyan, who had his back to him.

Qi Yan's steps were lighter and more determined than ever before.

He spoke in a voice that only he and Qi could hear.

The invisible white wolf shadow followed Qi Yan. Upon hearing Qi Yan's words, it paused slightly and opened its mouth as if to dissuade him.

But when he met Qi Yan's golden eyes, Qi swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

As he walked, Qi Yan raised his hand and tossed the pure source stone he had just earned into his mouth. Then, his gait changed slightly, and his movements became a little stiff, but he still strode resolutely toward the mudstone.

No one present knew what had happened, except for the illusory image of the Witch King, who was putting on a show in the sky, which trembled.

The Witch King saw Qi Yan.

However, Qi Yan ignored him and directly 'reached out' to press down on the red rock giant that was condensing mudstone.

An undeniable consciousness descended, and the rock behemoth, which was always known for its strength, trembled in a human-like manner, daring not to resist in the slightest, and obediently began to collapse.

The red ripples, symbolizing the vitality of mudstone, transform into trickles, seeping into the mudstone's body.

Mudstone was somewhat bewildered.

This was the first time she had failed to use Originium Arts, and also the first time she had felt the life force that had been drawn from her body return to her.

It wasn't just the mudstone that was bewildered, but also many other chaotic things on this land.

By now, they have even become somewhat numb.

While they had been surprised by the young man's audacity before, they could at least roughly understand what was going on. But this time, they didn't understand what kind of declaration it was at all.

Or perhaps it wasn't a declaration at all, and that the young person was simply using certain aspects as skills?

The gods ceased to think...

Inside Wolumonde, Mudrock turned around in confusion and saw Qi Yan stagger and almost fall.

Ni Yan instinctively stepped forward to support Qi Yan.

"What happened?" Mudrock asked, puzzled.

Qi Yan didn't speak, but used his weak hands to take off the little red hat from his head and stood on tiptoe to put it on Ni Yan's helmet.

The imposing armor of Mudrock, paired with such a comically cute little red hat, looks quite incongruous.