Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"I don't care what your plans or arrangements are. Right now, immediately, go to the Western Hall of the Holy King Society and beat that damned Theresis to death!"

"Well said, I agree!"

Mandela tended the fire from the side.

Qi Yan hesitated and said, "But..."

"No buts!"

W, his anger reaching its peak, interrupted Qi Yan: "Today, only one of Theresis and W can live!"

Qi Yan wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead.

He knew that the madwoman must have already seen the resurrected Theresa, and he also understood that for the Sarkaz, death was a destination that needed to be taken seriously.

He understood even more clearly that no matter how angry W was, he wouldn't have gone this crazy.

It's because W now has Qi Yan to rely on that W has become so irritable.

"Let me go first, then listen to what I have to say." Qi Yan patted W's arm.

"If you dare refuse, I'll explode right now!"

W released his grip, but still held an Originium bomb in one hand.

Qi Yan smiled wryly and held W's soft little hands in both, asking in confusion:

"What I'm trying to say is, I don't have any strange plans. Where did you hear that from?"

She turned to look at Arturo beside her, who turned his face away nonchalantly.

“…Theresis also said you have your own plans, and he said he would wait for you in the western hall of the Holy King’s Society once you have everything arranged,” W said through gritted teeth.

Qi Yan tilted his head, revealing a confused expression:

"I'm genuinely curious about the legends surrounding me now. After the Tower of Babel, Rhodes Island has a new evil spirit?"

"I don't care if you're an evil spirit or a vicious dog from Rhodes Island, you have to come with me to the Western Hall of the Holy King's Guild today!"

W doesn't care about any of that.

Qi Yan pried the bomb out of her hand and chuckled as he retorted:

"We already have hungry dogs on Rhodes Island, so I won't compete with Little K."

After he finished speaking, he pulled out the bomb and threw it back to Mandela, who had just mocked him.

She caught it instinctively, paused for two seconds, and then suddenly flung it away.

"Qi Yan, you bastard!"

The self-rescue soldiers inside the passage never expected Qi Yan and his group's joke to be so outrageous. They were all blown up and covered in dust. Some of the unlucky ones even plunged headfirst into the sewage ditch in desperation.

Fester got up and rushed over to check if his companions were injured, then looked at Qi Yan and the others with a hint of anger.

"It wasn't me, it was all this silly cat's fault." Qi Yan quickly raised his hands in surrender. "To express my apology, I'll give this cat to you."

"...No need."

Fester quickly concealed the anger in his eyes, lowered his head, and led his men back a distance he considered safe.

At this moment, he was certain that the Qi Yan in front of him was indeed Qi Yan.

"We apologize for interrupting your meeting with your companion."

Fester, being very pragmatic, took the initiative to admit his mistake: "I will never mention the plan that was just mentioned to anyone, so you can rest assured."

"What were we planning just now?" Qi Yan asked, turning his head.

“Kill Theresis!” W nodded.

“Theresis is waiting for you,” Arturo added.

“You also arranged my next move,” Mandela retorted.

"What the hell?!"

Why did all these people become Dihua?

If things continue like this, will it be interpreted as having ulterior motives if he throws pebbles at the absolution master in the future?

"Try it if you have a chance."

Qi Yan thought that scene might be quite interesting.

However, he had more important things to do at that moment.

"Mandra, go join these self-help groups, help them as much as possible, don't cause trouble, and follow Fester's orders completely."

After finishing his instructions, Qi Yan paused for a moment and added, "Then, we need to promote my Ark Nursing Home to the Self-Rescue Army."

"Why should I?" Mandela asked urgently.

Fester and the other members of the self-rescue army also wanted to ask this question, but they dared not.

Mandela ignored all of that and rushed up to Qi Yan, demanding:

"You've arranged for me to leave, so what are you going to do next?"

Qi Yan grinned: "Of course, I'm going to settle scores with my little cockroach mom."

Does Theresis think I won't go to him for the time being?

"What a coincidence, that old snake thought the same thing back in Chernobog."

W's face was initially filled with ecstasy, but this was quickly followed by even more anger:

"Who the hell is a cockroach? You're the cockroach! Your whole family are cockroaches!"

"You belong to my family," Qi Yan said with a smile.

W "*Sarkaz profanity*!"

The Western Hall of the Holy King Society.

Therese leaned against the headboard of his hospital bed, his fingers wrapped in bandages, making it difficult for him to peruse the documents Manfred had sent.

"As expected, the Blood Demon Lord couldn't hold back and went to the Sadion District. There were also shapeshifters, and a large number of individuals were wandering around the Sadion District... Pardoner, even you have started."

The army of carrion eaters outside the city was proceeding according to plan... except that the king of the carrion eaters left alone and headed to Duke Godotin's territory.

This is to go find Rhodes Island.

Therese threw the document into the brazier beside her and set it on fire.

He turned his head and looked out the window at the gloomy sky:

"Qi Yan, you are very powerful, but war cannot be stopped, because no matter how powerful you are, you cannot extinguish the desires in people's hearts, unless..."

You're willing to step forward and become the disaster that forces everyone to unite, but you can't. You're neither Hai Si nor a demon.

Therese chuckled softly.

His fate may seem tragic to others, but he didn't care.

All he knew was that the Sarkaz would soon have their own era.

Until... he saw a bomb flying from afar.

Whoosh—boom!

The sound of shattering glass was instantly swallowed up by the roar of the bomb exploding.

Therese's eyes flashed with a mixture of shock and anger as she jumped out of the window.

He paid no attention to the room behind him engulfed in flames, and looked up in disbelief at the figure descending from the sky with women on either side of him.

"Teacher DaTe, have you eaten? If not..."

Qi Yan's arrogant laughter echoed through the block, recklessly displaying his domineering behavior:

"If you haven't eaten, take this punch!"

Chapter 579 Qi Yan: Huh?

Ahmoni, her body still recovering from her injuries, limped through the corridor and came to a door.

"come in."

Before she could even raise her hand to knock, Abrahana's voice came from inside.

Ahmoni pushed open the door and entered, where she saw Abrahina, dressed in pajamas, leaning against the headboard reading a book.

Beneath the loose purple pajamas, one could still see bandages wrapped around the body. The long, rounded tail hung down from the bed and coiled around the floor, its tip occasionally twitching slightly.

Ahmoni glanced at it, then lowered her head and reported:

"Theresis got beaten up by Qi Yan again."

"What did he do to anger Qi Yan?" Abrahana put down her book and asked curiously.

"do not know."

Ahmoni shook her head regretfully: "Everyone is wondering why Qi Yan went to beat up Theresis again. It is said that Qi Yan went very hard this time. He destroyed the entire block in front of the Western Hall of the Holy King Society with one kick, and then punched Theresis away. Half of the Western Hall of the Holy King Society was destroyed."

Strangely, Theresis didn't retaliate at all, letting Qi Yan vent his anger and leave. He was eventually dug out by the Sarkaz from the ruins of a street halfway between the main hall and the city walls.

"Heh, interesting."

Abrahana seemed to have guessed something, and a playful smile appeared on her lips.

Ahmoni blinked, looking up in confusion.

Seeing her confusion, Abrahana explained:

"After the battle on the city wall, everyone thought Therese was seriously injured, and might even be on the verge of death."

Qi Yan, who had fought against him, naturally knew Theresis's true condition. So this time, he deliberately sabotaged the situation, bringing Theresis out to prove that he was still alive and well. He might be injured, but it was definitely not as serious as Theresis had made it out to be.

Qi Yan's actions were intended to disrupt Theresis's observation of the Sarkaz's internal factional alignments after her apparent weakness, and to personally push the Sarkaz into a power struggle. Qi Yan seemed to be well aware of the ambitions of the Sarkaz royal courts.

Ahmoni's expression was somewhat strange.

Is that how it's explained?

“There’s one more thing…” Ahmoni continued her report, “Qi Yan was holding two women at the time, one a Sarkaz and the other a Sakota.”

"That makes even more sense!"

Ahmoni was completely baffled.

Did she miss some information?

Why couldn't she, as a strategist in Shenchi, understand the deeper meaning behind Qi Yan's actions?

Abrahana said confidently:

"Although my contact with Qi Yan was brief, there is no doubt that he is a smart man. His alliance with Shenchi was aimed at Sarkaz."

From that moment on, I began to ponder what he intended to do with Sarkaz.

Ahmoni carefully recalled that conversation in Little Hill County.

Qi Yan's answer was "Sisters' Rice Bowl," wasn't it?

Ahmoni fell into deep thought.

Abrahana, who was sitting on the bed, got up and walked to Ahmoni, smiling softly:

“I’ve gleaned some records from historical books that the Sarkaz once had intricate connections with the Sarkaz. And now, Qi Yan has specifically sought out a Sarkaz in Lentinium, a city teeming with Filins and Sarkaz.”

He was declaring to Theresis his understanding of the Sarkaz and his ambitions, and he was thwarting Theresis's ambition time and time again.

They declared in unison, "We will unify Sarkaz!"

Ahmoni: "..."

Abrahana, however, found her thoughts becoming increasingly clear as she spoke: "From the moment he first appeared in the eyes of the world in Chernobog, he had already begun his scheme."

That pure-blooded Wendigo from the Reunion Movement, Rhodes Island with deep ties to the Sarkaz... no, even Victoria was in his plans, that half-blood Drak named Talulah...

What kind of changes will an ambitious god bring to this land?

I'm really looking forward to it.

“The leader is right,” Ahmoni replied obediently.