Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Vina looked at Qi Yan's other side, puzzled.

This strange Sarkazvina is completely unpredictable; she seems to be on the Sarkaz side, yet she walks peacefully with Qi Yan.

But if the two are friends, Vina hasn't forgotten that she just saw Qi Yan kick the shapeshifter's butt from afar, and the shapeshifter didn't retaliate...

How could friends tolerate such a huge loss!

Vina vividly remembers how Morgan and Indra were locked in a stalemate for days because they were kicking each other's butts. During that time, the first thing they looked at when they met was not each other's eyes, but each other's butts.

Despite her doubts, she chose to completely trust Qi Yan.

Under the shapeshifter's command, the three continued their advance. This time, in addition to navigation, the shapeshifter also activated a global battlefield broadcast function.

When the three arrived at the entrance to an underground passage, the Shapeshifters broadcast:

"The Stormtroopers have reached the base of the city wall, but we have also notified Manfred, who is leading his troops to wait on the city wall to encircle and annihilate them."

Vina immediately looked at Qi Yan, but Qi Yan remained unmoved and jumped into the underground entrance first.

After landing, the three proceeded through the dimly lit underground passage. The shapeshifter broadcast the news:

"We relayed your movements to the Blood Demon Lord. He was very interested and decided to continue toying with his prey, waiting for your arrival."

Vina's expression changed: "Qi Yan, aren't you going to stop this guy?"

If this continues, the situation will become very unfavorable for us. What if he lied to you and the Blood Demon Lord has already escaped?

"If we escape, wouldn't everyone be safe?" Qi Yan asked inexplicably.

Vina was speechless for a moment.

At this moment, the Transformers' announcement sounded again:

"The Stormtroopers and the Sarkaz have already started fighting. The Stormtroopers are at a disadvantage. Manfred doesn't even need to lift a finger; he and Mudrock can stand on the sidelines and wait for their defeat..."

Manfred instructed Mudrock to relay the message that the city's defensive cannons could be activated...

Upon hearing Mudrock's name, the Stormtroopers suddenly began shouting... "So that's it, Mudrock is one of yours."

"And then!" Vina asked nervously, "Did Mudrock make a move?"

The shapeshifter glanced at her and nodded, saying:

"Mudrock suddenly swung his hammer at the back of Manfred's head, knocking him unconscious. Mudrock was using Originium Arts... What a unique bloodline power."

She could actually communicate with the power of the earth, and the earth was responding to her...

She struck, smashing down the city wall where the Stormtroopers were located with a single blow… The Stormtroopers vanished from the Sarkaz's sight.

"No, why did Mudrock attack his own companion?" Vina was getting frantic.

Qi Yan raised his hand and gave Vina a chop to the neck, saying irritably:

"Don't always interrupt when listening to the radio. Your behavior is only less annoying than spoilers!"

Vina covered her head, looking aggrieved, and shrank her neck.

The shapeshifter blinked, carefully observing the interaction between the two, before receiving new battlefield intelligence:

"After Mudrock sent the Storm Assault Team off the battlefield, he began attacking the city walls..."

So that's how it is. Her previous efforts to repair the city wall were all for the purpose of breaking through the wall at a crucial moment and causing even more severe damage.

The city walls are crumbling, the defensive cannons are affected, and firing them forcibly could cause the walls to collapse due to the recoil. The long-range aiming function is also disabled… Was this part of your plan? Qi Yan.

"What does this have to do with me?"

Qi Yan swung his hand back and delivered a second chop, cleaving the shapeshifter from head to tailbone.

"You broke the radio... no, why did you kill him?!" Vina exclaimed in shock.

"I got carried away with killing."

Qi Yan scratched his head and chuckled. In his sight, another shapeshifter soon emerged from the darkness of the underground passage.

"Manfred woke up, and he was in a very emotional state."

The shapeshifter, as if nothing had happened, returned to Qi Yan's side and continued broadcasting: "He begged us to take action, but we refused. His emotions became even more volatile, and he kept shouting about why we were just watching, and whether we had really betrayed him."

We were puzzled. The battlefield is unpredictable; Theresis should have taught him how a commander should handle unexpected events.

Vina had a mouthful of complaints stuck in her throat, but considering Qi Yan's hand chop attack, she forced herself to swallow them back, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The three continued forward, the shapeshifter clearly intrigued by the situation on the city wall, and focused on reporting what was happening there:

"Manfred asked us to fetch Egg Roll the kitten, and we relayed the message. Egg Roll got angry when he heard that name, killed me who was next to him, and refused to help Manfred..."

Manfred completely broke down...

He rushed forward to hold off Mudrock and ordered the Sarkaz soldiers to fire their city cannons at them...

Manfred was knocked unconscious again, but Mudrock was fine; she used a special shield...it's amazing.

Vina's face grew redder and redder as she tried to suppress her anger.

At this moment, she felt that it no longer mattered whether the Sarkaz in front of her was friend or foe. After Qi Yan's training, this Sarkaz was just as capable of causing trouble as Mudrock.

Manfred's mental breakdown was at least half due to the Sarkaz in front of him.

So... was all of this part of your plan? Qi Yan!

Vina looked at Qi Yan with increasing admiration.

Qi Yan was puzzled by this, but also felt quite pleased about it. He decided to accept Vina's admiration without hesitation.

“Manfred is very resilient. He got up again and told us to go and call Hedley to bring some men to help.”

The Transformer remains engrossed in his broadcasting career, even gradually adopting the tone of a sports broadcaster:

"Hedley was watching a teenage girl's live stream at home. He seemed flustered and a little ashamed after we found him..."

Hedley didn't refuse Manfred, but he insisted on changing out of the shirt with the girl's pattern first; he had an injured arm and was moving slowly...

We relayed these events to Manfred...

Manfred and Hedley were both emotionally devastated... It's amazing.

Chapter 00001 Extra Chapter 002: Manfred, Hadley, and the Book

(To be honest, I'm really not in a good mood today. I drank a little yesterday, and just now I lost a takeout meal. I'm so heartbroken I can't breathe!)

(So ​​I didn't write the main text for today's third chapter. Instead, I made a little side story and chatted with you all about some nonsense. Just consider it my drunken ramblings.)

The room was quiet with soft lighting, the only sounds being the ticking of a mechanical clock and the gentle turning of pages.

Manfred sat at the table, calmly turning the pages to the last one.

The book wasn't thick, and he managed to read it carefully, word by word, over three days by stealing moments from his busy schedule.

As he finished reading the final sentence, Manfred gently closed the book and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Hedley's writing is much smoother than in his previous book, and the ideas he wants to express in this book are also more profound. He is indeed a thoughtful person, but..."

Manfred opened the book again, found a page precisely, read it again, sighed, and closed the book once more.

He stood up, took the book in his hand, and left his room.

Outside, two Sarkaz soldiers on duty were chatting idly.

"General Manfred is looking at those messy symbols again."

"What do you know? That's a book; it's full of knowledge!"

"What is knowledge? Can you eat it? I think it's better to look at spell guides in the Originium Arts category."

How do you know that's not it?

"Because I read one, a spell guide that had pinyin and illustrations!"

These words immediately earned the immense admiration of another Sarkaz soldier.

"You can actually read books!"

"...I don't know. It was a Liberi kid who said that. When I stole that book to use for firewood, he shouted, 'Don't steal my preschool spellbook!'"

"I see. Speaking of which, I would recommend using old parchment books or bamboo slips for firewood, as they burn much brighter than ordinary paper books."

"I've learned something new."

Manfred, standing in the corridor, listened to their conversation, his face growing increasingly dark.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the heartache, coughed lightly to interrupt the conversation between the two people outside the door, and strode out of the house with a dark face.

The two Sarkaz jumped up and immediately stood at attention. They only breathed a sigh of relief after watching Manfred walk away, and then continued their previous conversation.

"The general is also holding a book. Do you think his book will burn even brighter if it were to burn?"

Why do you think that?

"After all, he's a general; the books he reads must be the most powerful! The more powerful the book, the bigger the fire will burn!"

"I learned it!"

Manfred forcibly suppressed the urge to turn around and kick each of those two idiots, and quickened his pace toward Hedley's house.

He soon arrived at the Hedley family's door. Without knocking, he pushed the door open as if it were his own home, changed into his own slippers, and went straight to the study.

The door opened, and Hedley stopped writing and nodded to Manfred:

"You came."

"I am coming."

After a moment of silence, Manfred pulled up a chair and sat opposite Hadley, his face grave as he handed the book in his hand to Hadley.

Hedley stared intently at the book in front of him.

He was very familiar with this book; it was a collection of academic theories on war history that he had written word by word himself.

But seeing the book again now, Hadley felt a little nervous.

Because in this published book, he left some secret codes to contact what was once the Tower of Babel, now Rhodes Island, and to transmit intelligence about what is now the city of Londinium.

"What are you doing taking it out?" Hedley tried to control his expression.

“You have disappointed me greatly, Hedley.” A hint of heartache flashed in Manfred’s eyes.

"Don't explain, I don't want to hear an explanation."

Manfred interrupted, "I didn't expect you to make such a mistake."

Hedley's palms were sweating. He took a deep breath, leaned back in his chair, ignored Manfred's somber expression, and slowly lost focus on the ceiling.

He thought of his past as a mercenary, of the Tower of Babel, of the gentle king, of Ines, of W…

All the past events flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern, finally settling on one figure.

My gaze refocused and slowly moved downwards.

The image in my mind gradually overlapped with the image in front of me.

Hedley smiled with relief: "I have no regrets."

Manfred slammed his hand on the table, his face contorted with rage, and shouted, "What did you say?!"

“I said I don’t regret it,” Hedley repeated calmly.

Manfred flew into a rage, stood up, flipped the book to a specific page, and shoved it in front of Hadley's eyes:

"You made three typos in one sentence, and you still say you don't regret it? Have you no shame?!"

Do you have done right by your readers? Do you have done right by me?

Hedley stared in astonishment, his eyes wide.

"me……"

Hedley choked for a moment, then suddenly realized, "I'm so sorry!"

He took the book, his face contorted with grief but now overjoyed, and exclaimed, "So that's how it is! I made a typo! I thought..."

"What did you think?" Manfred was a little confused by his reaction.

"I thought I was going to get a bad review," Hedley quickly corrected himself.

Manfred smiled slightly upon hearing this and, in turn, offered words of reassurance: