Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"When we have the workers and technology in our hands, the next thing to consider is the return of funds. How can the wages we pay out be left in the hands of others?"

Ultimately, esports relies on enticement to generate revenue, but there are always smart people who can resist their desires. Therefore, we must target what people find irresistible!

"Then what should we do?" someone asked instinctively.

"There are too many. People always need to get married, and marriage requires a house, so housing prices are bound to rise!"

After getting married, you'll definitely have children, and having children requires going to the hospital, so medical services must be readily available, and then... well, the price... well!

Children will definitely go to school after they are born, so education should start from childhood. Schools must be built, and the best and most expensive ones should be built to promote elite education, promote all-round development in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor, and provide extracurricular guidance without missing a single lesson!

And when these children grow up, graduate, and need to find jobs... wouldn't that give our factory a constant influx of fresh talent?

At that moment, everyone in the meeting room couldn't help but think, "Holy crap!"

What shocked them even more was that Qi Yan still didn't stop:

"These are just the basics. Aside from these, we must also maximize our ability to seize every opportunity!"

For daily consumer goods, we must eliminate those homemade and small workshop products and seize the market with products from our own factories!

For daily travel, vehicles must be classified, and people should be instilled with the idea that luxury cars can symbolize status from the smallest details. Showing off is one of the basic human needs, so let's create a circle for them to show off!

Customs and traditions must be explored, and all kinds of local seasonal customs in Kazimierz must be unearthed, promoted, and popularized to attract the attention of young people, create a trend, and consumption channels will naturally be formed!

Finally, and most importantly, the discount!

Discounts are a must! No matter what kind of holiday it is, we'll have discount events. If there aren't any holidays, we'll create them. We'll make sure there's a small discount every three days and a big discount every five days. When we have nothing else to do, we'll issue some consumer vouchers.

Buy a house today and get a 58,000 discount, we'll make a blood and sweat profit of 8,888,000! Buy a car tomorrow and get a 99,900 discount, we'll use red wine to rinse our mouths from now on! The day after tomorrow the mall closes down and everything is 90% off, we'll drive sports cars, cruise ships, and meet young models that night!

Silence, deathly silence.

The entire conference room was completely silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Qi Yan, as if they were looking at a god who had descended to earth.

Qi Yan opened his arms and slowly said:

"I understand the applause."

The applause was thunderous, startling Markowitz and McKee, who were standing guard outside the door.

Chapter 463 Markowitz: I'm so annoyed! I got promoted without doing anything!

As the conference room door was opened, Markowitz and McKee turned around and were somewhat stunned by what they saw.

The once high-ranking board members all surrounded Qi Yan, their faces filled with admiration and even a hint of flattery.

If they hadn't simply stayed around Qi Yan without offering him tea, water, back massages, or shoulder rubs, the two would have almost suspected that the entire board of directors had been recruited by Qi Yan as his lackeys.

"Hey, get out of here, you guys."

Faced with this honor that would leave everyone in Kazimierz in awe, Qi Yan himself looked disgusted.

He rose, waved away the surrounding board members, and strolled out of the room with his hands behind his back.

"Write down all the points I'm telling you carefully, and review them slowly when you get home. I'll check them later when I have time."

"Okay, Mr. Qi Yan, please take care!"

"Mr. Qi Yan, I promise to absorb these points of knowledge carefully. You are the hero of Kazimierz!"

"Mr. Qi Yan, let me see you off!"

Markowitz and McKee looked at each other, almost wondering if they were under a spell.

Qi Yan tossed her hair and waved her hand in refusal:

"Get out of here, all of you. I had a great chat with Xiao Ma, and I'm going to have dinner with him later."

If you have any issues, report them to Xiao Ma when he's free, and then Xiao Ma will tell me.

Markowitz gasped.

The way the board members looked at Markowitz immediately changed.

Markowitz pointed to himself, then looked at McGee beside him in disbelief:

"I got promoted again?"

McGee: "..."

At that moment, McGee felt so jealous he was about to split apart.

It's not that I care whether Markowitz gets promoted or not, it's just that this guy's luck is just too outrageous!

In McKee's recollection, Markowitz was either meeting a benefactor or on his way to meeting one.

We're all human, so why is there such a huge difference in luck?

Is it because I was born into a family of top entrepreneurs in Casimir, with a father who does big business in Colombia, that all my luck has been used up?

As McGee pondered this, his mindset suddenly calmed down.

As night fell, the doctor put down his terminal and began to tackle the work that had piled up throughout the day.

Just then, Gravel knocked on the door and came in: "Doctor, Mr. Markowitz has come to visit unexpectedly."

"Let him in."

Before long, Markowitz followed Gravel into the room with practiced ease and sat down opposite the Doctor.

He didn't feel any distance between them because of their previous confrontational conversation.

Markowitz sometimes felt that friendship was a very strange thing.

Even though he and the doctor were on opposing sides and even had different views on many things, he trusted the doctor completely and enjoyed chatting with him.

However, he didn't come to chat with the professor today; he came to inform on him.

"Doctor, Qi Yan has betrayed us." Markowitz said with a serious expression.

Markowitz gave a wry smile.

He emphasized his words, speaking seriously:

"This time it's no joke. Qi Yan not only joined the Federation, but even held a meeting with the board members."

I asked Qi Yan about the meeting afterwards, and he told me... It was terrifying. Even now, recalling Qi Yan's actions still sends chills down my spine.

"What did he do?" the doctor asked in surprise. "Did he propose to kidnap all the citizens of Kazimierz, regardless of whether they are infected or not, and go there to mine Originium for him as snacks?"

Markowitz choked for a moment.

He suddenly seemed to understand why Qi Yan and the doctor were able to become friends.

These two people have incredibly strange thought processes!

"Somewhat similar, but more subtle..."

Markowitz, looking distressed, began to recount what Qi Yan had told him.

After listening for a short while, the doctor's face behind the mask darkened, and he suddenly raised his hand to interrupt Markowitz.

Markowitz was somewhat excited:

"Doctor, you've finally realized just how terrifying Qi Yan's actions were!"

“No, wait a minute.” The doctor shook his head. “The white dog’s ingenious ideas are so classic. I’m going to call Amiya over and let her hear them. They will be very helpful for her education.”

Markowitz: "..."

A short while later, Amiya received the message and ran to the room.

Seeing the two people, one big and one small, staring at him expectantly across the sofa, with Amiya even holding a small pink notebook in her hand, Markowitz's lips twitched slightly.

But in the end, he still recounted Qi Yan's entire operation from the beginning.

After he finished speaking, Markowitz wanted to hear the doctor's opinion, but having lost his usefulness, he was immediately driven away by the doctor.

Markowitz stood at the brightly lit hotel entrance, still somewhat bewildered.

In the room, the professor leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and commented:

"White Dog's ideas are really impressive. They form a complete system and seem to fit the Kazimierz environment perfectly at first glance. I really don't know where he copied them from."

“Why couldn’t it be Mr. Qi Yan’s own idea?” Amiya immediately spoke up for Qi Yan.

“Because it’s too rigid.” The doctor chuckled. “If this system were built, the results would indeed be very tempting, but if you resist the temptation and think calmly, you would find that it differs from Kazimierz in the details, and even from the economic and cultural environment of this land.”

If those businessmen in the federation really follow Qi Yan's ideas, I predict that the economy of Kazimierz will collapse within ten years.

Even if it barely avoids collapse, there are too many unstable factors on this land. Without the checks and balances between the infected and non-infected, any powerful figure could easily emerge, raise their voice, and rally an army to overthrow those merchants.

"So... Mr. Qi Yan's strategy can indeed improve the situation of the infected?" Amiya asked tentatively.

The doctor nodded: "Of course, at that time, there will no longer be any 'infected' people on this land, because everyone will be an 'infected' person."

Amiya shrank back, clearly somewhat frightened.

But the doctor hadn't finished speaking.

He picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and let out a long, contented sigh:

"Luckily, Markowitz came over and told me, otherwise, if my actions had combined with White Dog's actions inexplicably, Kazimierz might have really been killed by this combo."

Amiya hugged her pink notebook and said thankfully:

"Fortunately, there was Mr. Markowitz."

“Even without Markovitz, Qi Yan would have found Markovitz or Markovitz Jr. to act as the messenger.” The Doctor chuckled. “After all, this is Nearl’s home. If he really messes it up, Nearl will be wielding a sword and spear in one hand and a warhammer in the other, chasing him down and blowing his head off.”

Amiya covered her mouth and chuckled.

But the next second, the Doctor suddenly sat up straight, stared at Amiya, and said:

"Class is over. Next up is a pop quiz. Are you ready?"

Amiya's aquamarine eyes widened instantly, and she quickly held the notebook in front of her, absorbing the knowledge within.

Five minutes later, she nodded vigorously to the doctor, looking like she was heading to the battlefield.

The professor raised his index finger: "Alright, please listen to the first question."

Why are there infected people in this area?

Amiya glanced down at her notebook.

This isn't a topic covered in class!

Chapter 464 The Innocent?

After a moment of surprise, Amiya quickly recalled the relevant information in her mind and answered fluently:

"Contact with a large amount of Originium in a short period of time, or Originium entering the body due to scratches or other reasons..."

The doctor interrupted Amiya's recitation of the knowledge points.

Meeting Amiya's confused look, the Doctor said casually:

"You're talking about the pathogenesis of Oripathy, but what I'm asking is why there are infected people on this land."

"Isn't this the same thing?" Amiya asked, puzzled.

"Although in theory, Oripathy is terrifying, with a theoretical mortality rate of 100%, it is not actually the only incurable disease on this land."

The doctor was clearly hinting at something, constantly guiding Amiya's train of thought:

"Given a 100% mortality rate, why do some diseases that are more contagious and can be transmitted through air contact not receive as much attention as Oripathy, and why is it that when people mention an infected person, everyone knows that they are Oripathy patients?"

The infected individuals are Oripathy sufferers, so why are there "infected individuals" in the first place?

Amiya was a little confused by the last tongue-twister-like passage.

It took her a long time to react before she hesitantly asked, "Because of discrimination?"

The doctor nodded: "That's right. Because of discrimination, people treat Oripathy patients as monsters, as a danger that could kill them at any moment."

Why do people think this way?

Amiya thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't get out of the mental maze set up by the Doctor, so she could only obediently shake her head.

The doctor patted her head, signaling her not to be discouraged.