Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Seeing that things were not going well, the experienced members of the Unarmored Alliance quickly glared at him, signaling him to behave.

Then the experienced members of the Unarmored Alliance whispered:

"You should prepare a device with a longer battery life first."

"Yes, I understand. We must ensure communication during our patrols."

"...and then prepare a few portable power banks."

"Yes, I understand. This is all for the terminal."

"You know a hammer!"

Enraged, the seasoned Unarmored Alliance member slapped the unfortunate kid hard across the face.

He said angrily, "Finally, prepare a sturdy and warm sleeping bag, find a sheltered place to play with the terminal for a while tonight, and go to bed early. We have to go to work the next day!"

A young Unarmored Alliance member: ?

"This...this isn't a good idea," he said weakly.

"Then you can just wait to die suddenly!"

The seasoned members of the Unarmored Alliance really wanted to pry open the unfortunate kid's skull to see just how much water was inside.

Just then, a healthy-looking figure appeared silently behind them and put his arm around their shoulders.

"You two seem to be having a great time chatting." Roy grinned with a roguish grin.

The two members of the Unarmored Alliance felt their hair stand on end and were instantly drenched in sweat.

The young Unarmored Alliance member's neck was stiff as he looked around nervously.

"This feels so familiar. Is Qi Yan coming next?"

Roy: “…”

A seasoned member of the Unarmored Alliance: "..."

The next second, two slaps landed simultaneously on the head of the young Unarmored Alliance member.

Chapter 422 The Little White Knight Advances to the Top 16

The two slaps landed solidly on both sides, yet they resembled a grand Buddhist and Taoist ritual, with chimes, cymbals, and gongs ringing out all at once.

The young member of the Unarmored Alliance had one eye spinning clockwise and the other counterclockwise. He swayed unsteadily, covered his head, and collapsed to the ground.

Roy and the seasoned Unarmored Alliance members were taken aback.

Why did you get involved too?

The two exclaimed in surprise at the same time, and then fell silent simultaneously.

In the end, the seasoned members of the Unarmored Alliance quickly apologized with a forced smile:

"I'm sorry, boss, I took it upon myself to do this. I thought this unlucky kid wasn't worth your time."

Roy waved his hand impatiently and said:

"Don't try to fool me with those tricks you used to coax Qi Yan. Take him away for a check-up and report it as a work injury through the official accounts."

"Yes!" the experienced members of the Unarmored Alliance quickly responded.

But then, the young member of the Unarmored Alliance suddenly let out a groan and struggled to his feet:

"I...I'm not injured...why are you all circling around me?"

"You unlucky kid!"

The seasoned members of the Unarmored Alliance instinctively wanted to slap him again, but considering that such a slap would likely cause serious injury, they had to forcibly restrain themselves.

Without giving the young Unarmored Alliance member a chance to speak, the experienced Unarmored Alliance member hurriedly dragged him away from the scene.

After watching the bumbling and grumpy duo leave, Roy leaned against a tree and fell into deep thought.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to use his shamelessness and took out his terminal to call Monique.

The call rang for a long time, and Monique didn't answer until the system disconnected.

Roy scratched his head and muttered to himself:

"Didn't they say they were going to the National Stadium for a mission? It shouldn't be some kind of stealth assassination mission, so why didn't they accept it?"

He dialed again and waited slowly for the phone to ring.

After three attempts, Monique finally got through to the communication.

"What are you trying to do?!" Monique's roar echoed across half the city, piercing Roy's ears.

Roy was so shocked that his terminal flew off his hand. He frantically tried to catch it several times before finally managing to do so, and said from a distance:

"Nothing, just asking if you've had breakfast yet."

"Get out! I'm really annoyed right now!"

Monique's roar was interspersed with the shouts of the audience in the arena.

Roy's green horse ears twitched twice, and with seven parts doubt, three parts confusion, and ninety parts curiosity, he pressed on with the question:

"Tell me what you guys are doing. If I remember correctly, Qi Yan has a match today. He'll be in the top 16 after his match."

“I’m here to watch his match, I don’t have time to talk to you.” Monique’s speech gradually quickened.

Roy remained calm and composed, and slowly said:

"I do not believe."

"You bastard!" Monique gritted her teeth in anger. "I'm going to be Qi Yan's cheerleader now, are you satisfied?"

Roy immediately hung up the call.

Then his eyes widened slowly, his fingers almost leaving afterimages as he dialed Platinum's number.

"What are you doing?" Platinum's lazy voice came.

At the same time, there was a cacophony of cheers from the audience, and the familiar voice of Mob the Big Mouth commentator.

"Is Monique with you?" Roy asked quickly.

Platinum maintained his lazy tone:

"No, she was changing clothes in the dressing room. Even though the clothes were so revealing, I don't know why she took so long to change."

Roy said in a deep voice, "I have a very important task for you. This matter is of utmost importance, and only you can complete it!"

Inside the National Stadium, Qi Yan, carrying his staff, stood leisurely in the center of the arena, not even glancing at his opponent, and continued to fix his hair.

The noble knight opposite him had his muscles tense, constantly gathering his strength.

"Hmph, arrogant bastard, haven't you ever considered that after all these battles, your weaknesses have already been exposed?"

"As long as I can rush up to you and finish you off while you're charging up your spell, no matter how powerful your spell is, it'll be useless!"

The noble knight murmured a pep talk to himself, his muscles bulging beneath his armor, exuding a powerful and aesthetically pleasing presence.

On the commentary platform above the arena, Mob, the outspoken commentator, conducts his usual pre-match commentary:

"Welcome to the Kazimierz National Arena. The two sides in this match are the Raging Wave Knight from the Raging Wave Knights and the individual knight, Little White Knight!"

As soon as the name "Little White Knight" was uttered, the arena erupted in a deafening roar.

Qi Yan turned around with a smile, interacting with the cheering crowd around him while his back was to the Riptide Knight, and even deliberately blew a kiss in one direction.

His every move was captured by reporters.

Nowadays, the Little White Knight is the key to Kazimierz's traffic, and it can only publish positive news. Any negative news will be intercepted before it is published, without exception.

Reporters are no strangers to this situation. They are not afraid; instead, they feel that they have grasped the meaning of the higher-ups and therefore work even harder to spread the word.

This single act of blowing a kiss immediately sent reporters scrambling to snap photos like sharks smelling fish.

Under the camera lens, a pretty face appeared ashen and somber.

Monique was dressed in a cool cheerleading outfit, holding a colorful fluffy flower in each hand, her light blue cat ears flattened into airplane ears, and her soft tail was visibly fluffy.

Even though she was clearly unwilling, Monique gritted her teeth and waved her arms, dancing a cheerleading dance for Qi Yan.

Platinum stood not far from her, holding a microphone and cheering loudly for Qi Yan. His voice amplified through the speakers in front of him, making him the cheerleader of half the arena.

"Oh, big news! Are those two the White Knight's confidantes?"

"Quickly take a picture! We couldn't post the last interaction between the Radiant Knight and the Candle Knight and the Little White Knight. This is a rare opportunity, and our Wine Report is going to sell like hotcakes again!"

Mob glanced at Platinum, who was competing with him for the job, and his lips twitched twice.

He could only strain his voice, trying his hardest to drown out Platinum's:

"This match is sponsored by Rhode Island Nursing Home. Rhode Island Nursing Home provides every senior citizen with a perfect later life!"

But as soon as his voice gained the upper hand, Platinum's voice rose as well, once again overwhelming Mob with its powerful volume.

Mob the Big Mouth couldn't help but question the meaning of life.

He's been in the hosting industry for so many years, and while I can't say for sure about anything else, his voice is definitely not bad. Today, he's finally met his match!

Who is this person?

Platinum in the audience also seemed a little uncomfortable.

Before joining the Unarmored Alliance, she was an idol knight for a period of time. Her singing and dancing skills, if not top-notch, were definitely not bad.

But at this moment, hitting high notes was almost too much for the host to handle!

On the field, Qi Yan tilted his head in confusion:

"How did my nursing home ads end up here? Did a PhD get involved?"

The doctor himself shared the same doubts as him.

"What's going on? White... no, Green-haired Dog is even advertising here?" the doctor exclaimed. "Where did he get the advertising money? Did he use my money?"

Amiya didn't respond, but just stared intently at Monique and Platinum, who were clearly being given more screen time on purpose.

"Doctor, will these two girls be our companions from now on?" Amiya asked.

The doctor didn't answer, but instead sneered:

"This blue-haired dog gets carried away when he starts playing, especially after he's on TV. I'm curious to see how he'll face Qi Lin afterwards!"

Chapter 423 My Brother Died

"Qi Lin, stop watering the flowers. We only have these two pots at the base. If you water them any more, they'll freeze to death."

Ye Zong smiled wryly and tried to persuade Qi Lin, who seemed a bit off.

When the TV started showing Qi Yan's match, Qi Lin immediately chose to watch it.

But when Monique and Platinum appeared, Qi Lin got up expressionlessly and went to water the flowers, but the water flowing from the kettle inexplicably turned into shaved ice!

Wildmane, somewhat helpless, comforted her:

“Those two are from the Unarmored Alliance. Your brother might just be playing a trick on them, making two assassins show their faces. It’s definitely torture for them.”

Qi Lin put the kettle back and said calmly:

"I'm not angry. I'm not surprised by anything Qi Yan does."

Wild Mane grinned, somewhat amused and exasperated.

After getting to know her, she gradually became familiar with Qi Lin's behavior patterns. To be honest, this girl was really too easy to understand.

She always seems cold and aloof, but if she calls Qi Yan "brother," it means she's not angry, and might even be a little happy. However, when she calls Qi Yan by his full name, it doesn't mean she's angry, but she's not exactly happy either.

Apart from that, nothing and no one could affect Qi Lin's mood in the slightest.

Last night, Qi Lin returned with her, and it wasn't without suspicion from others, but Qi Lin remained calm and composed throughout, displaying an attitude of indifference to external gains or losses.

"Qi Lin, why are you keeping others away from your brother?"

Thinking about the task that Sona had secretly given her last night, Ye Zong walked over and sat down next to Qi Lin, patting the spot next to her to signal her to come over as well.

Qi Lin walked over and sat down, her gaze fixed on Qi Yan's voice on the television screen, and calmly said:

"I do not have."