Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

My advice is not to be complacent and to immediately find a way to send the Norbert district back to Londinium, even if it's just to stop it outside the city; it's better than leaving it stranded in this wilderness.

"Guess why the Sarkaz suddenly gave up the Norbert district."

"I can not guess it."

Baird readily admitted his shortcomings.

Qi Yan didn't mock her, but explained:

"Part of this is my fault, but the main reason is that Teacher Da Te has already prepared for war. This plot of land is his bait to lure the Duke's forces closer while officially launching a war against Victoria through slaughter."

"Then shouldn't we hurry up and move the Norbert district?!" Baird exclaimed in surprise.

"Where to transfer them?" Qi Yan asked rhetorically. "Sending them back to Lontinim Sakaz will definitely be stopped. Sending them to the various dukes, who do you think would be willing to take on such a huge burden before the war?"

Norbert District was a discarded pawn. The moment it left Londinium, it was destined to become an entity rejected by all forces. Whichever way it went, it would immediately face annihilation, whether secretly or openly.

Baird fell silent.

Defiance slowly turned her head, clearly realizing something, her pupils suddenly contracting to a point.

'The day she arrives will be the day her death draws near.'

Qi Yan's words echoed in Dai Feien's ears once again.

(Two more chapters to come, later)

Chapter 671 I am invincible, so I can do whatever I want.

"What are you planning to do?" Baird asked.

In her view, Qi Yan's current arrangements are all well-intentioned and not just some random, half-hearted solutions.

Qi Yan downed his beer in one gulp, let out a long, satisfied sigh, and explained:

“I will definitely go back to Lontinim, after all, my retirement home base is there.”

But they couldn't just go back empty-handed. It was actually very difficult for Teacher Da Te as well. He was already under a lot of pressure to share some of the supplies with the nursing home.

So my plan is to take hostages first, so that Professor Big T won't dare to bomb the Norbert district and the Duke's troops that have gathered there. Then it'll be my turn to take action, rob the Duke's troops, and confiscate their supplies to take back to the retirement home base.

Baird had assumed Qi Yan had some profound plan, but it turned out to be a simple act of strength.

Seeing Baird's surprise, Qi Yan smiled and said:

"Don't easily believe those rumors. I'm not a PhD. I'm very simple. I only have one logic for my behavior."

Don't provoke those you can't beat; provoke those you can.

"You also have opponents you can't defeat?" Baird asked, puzzled.

"No, otherwise why do you think I would dare to be so arrogant?"

Justified and convincing.

Baird felt he had nothing more to say.

Qi Yan stopped looking at her and turned to look at the man next to her who had completely lost the ability to think.

"Hey buddy, how are you feeling right now?" Qi Yan asked with a smile.

The man snapped back to his senses and said with awe:

"I feel great, thank you."

Qi Yan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Things will get better in the future. What kind of work did you do in Lentinium before?"

"That's perfect. The nursing home needs you right now. Go and explain the situation to Sarkaz tomorrow."

Qi Yan's tone was full of encouragement: "As long as your skills are good enough, your life will get better and better. You can create a life of your own through your own labor."

With me, you don't have to worry about being bullied by nobles, because even nobles have to kneel before me.

There's no need to worry about so-called racial differences, because I don't mind girls of any race.

There's no need to worry about Oripathy, because all the Originium is mine, and no one can take it away.

There's no need to worry about any discrimination; of course, you shouldn't discriminate against others either.

Qi Yan's pancake, smeared with his own special ingredients, left the man completely bewildered.

He mumbled in a daze:

"Can the life you're talking about really be achieved?"

This sounds like an unattainable miracle.

"Whether it can be achieved is not up to me; I'm just placing my hopes on you," Qi Yan countered. "You're the one who will create the miracle. Do you believe in miracles?"

"I...I believe it! Because you really showed me it!"

"Keep going! People who believe in miracles are as amazing as miracles themselves."

The man took a deep breath and felt as if he had been injected with boundless power, wishing he could immediately throw himself into the struggle.

Qi Yan smiled and comforted her:

"Don't rush, go and rest after you've eaten. There's still a long way to go."

The man nodded vigorously, finished his food in a few bites, and got up to quickly find the Sarkaz who were managing the site.

At this moment, he felt no fear of the Sarkaz, only longing for the miraculous and wonderful life Qi Yan had described. He couldn't wait until the next day; he wanted to prove his bricklaying skills to the Sarkaz today.

Qi Yan watched the man leave without offering any further advice.

According to his rules, Sarkaz would not allow men to work long hours, and the evening rest time was for resting.

Baird not only watched the man's departing figure, but also Qi Yan's profile.

She asked in a low voice, "Are you encouraging him, or do you genuinely believe in the miracle you're talking about?"

"What do you say?"

Qi Yan turned around and smiled.

That smile, in Baird's eyes, was even more radiant than the bonfire in the square.

"What, are you mesmerized?" Qi Yan suddenly blurted out, "Be careful not to fall in love with me."

Baird was still immersed in a strange feeling of being moved, but Qi Yan's greasy remarks instantly brought him back to reality.

She rolled her eyes, got up, and prepared to call Defiance to get away from this bastard.

When she turned around, she found that Dai Feien was staring at Qi Yan with a complicated and conflicted look.

Before Baird could speak, Defien asked Qi Yan a question first:

"Can you really stop the Sarkaz from declaring war on the Duke? Are you really just here to plunder the Duke's arriving troops and supplies?"

"I can't guarantee I'll stop the declaration of war, but I'll definitely plunder the supplies," Qi Yan replied.

Upon receiving this answer, Daphne breathed a slight sigh of relief, turned around, and pushed Baird away.

Baird was somewhat puzzled by Defien's focus and tried asking a couple of questions, but Defien only gave vague answers, so she had to give up in the end.

The two returned to Kadol and met up with the man in formal attire. The four of them mingled with the main force and followed Sarkaz's command to the building that had been cleared during the day.

Most of these buildings were originally abandoned hotels and apartments, but have now been cleaned up to the point that they are habitable.

Defien looked up at the top floor of the hotel in front of her.

This was the hotel she had been thinking about for the past few days; it appeared to contain a civilian communication device that could connect her to the outside world.

But after Qi Yan's explanation, Daphne was now hesitant to reveal the situation in Norbert District.

She worried that her mother would become a target of the Duke's forces in trying to save her.

In particular, Qi Yan clearly knows his own identity and seems to be plotting against his mother.

"You've seemed preoccupied since the beginning, what's wrong?" Baird asked again.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Daphne shook her head, not wanting to tell Baird these things and cause unnecessary trouble.

People quickly went to their rooms as Sarkaz had instructed and were forbidden from going out at night.

After interacting with them during the day, people gradually realized that the Sarkaz were simply enforcing the rules. They looked intimidating, but if they didn't do anything outrageous, these Sarkaz were actually the best people to protect them.

This shift in mindset has given people a long-lost sense of security.

The Sarkaz footsteps patrolling the corridor at night ironically became the best accompaniment for them to fall asleep peacefully.

Outside, in the now empty square, Qi Yan strolled leisurely with his hands behind his back to digest his food.

The Sarkaz in the square were responsible for cleaning up the trash left behind after people's activities.

If this scene were seen by others, it would absolutely shock them.

The Sarkaz, known for their violence and cruelty, worked tirelessly cleaning so that they could continue their daily activities in the square the next day.

The Sarkaz, who were diligently cleaning, were also feeling a bit strange. This was a job they had never experienced before, but as the square gradually became cleaner because of their efforts, an indescribable sense of accomplishment welled up in their hearts.

Before they could fully experience the sensation, a deep rumble suddenly came from overhead in the Norbert district.

Everyone looked up.

In the pitch-black clouds of night, a massive aerial structure slowly emerged, revealing its menacing appearance.

At that moment, the Sarkaz all placed their hands on their weapons and turned to look at Qi Yan.

Chapter 672 Seize the airship, fight the duke!

More and more Sarkaz converged on the square from all directions, awaiting Qi Yan's command.

Despite the busyness of the day and the tranquility of enjoying the fruits of their labor at night, the Sarkaz still savor this simple life.

But the appearance of the airship at that moment pulled the Sarkaz back to reality.

Their submission to Qiyan meant they were destined to attack the Sarkaz airship, and destined to stand against the gentle woman they admired.

"Dean, are we really going to steal the airship?" a Sarkaz asked from behind Qi Yan.

Qi Yan turned around and saw that this person was the same guy he had met last night.

"If I told you that after the war broke out, you would actually be taken back to Londinium by airships instead of abandoning this land, what would you choose?" Qi Yan asked rhetorically.

Sarkaz fell silent.

After a long pause, he said in a low voice, "You have deceived us."

“Yes, Theresis is a ruthless leader, but he is not cruel. He would not abandon his compatriots casually.” Qi Yan readily admitted everything.

Sarkaz did not get angry.

He is very calm and he is good at summarizing patterns.

"Dean, you are not the tyrannical demon king of legend."

Sarkaz said in a low voice, "Although you have some disagreements with the Regent's plans, from the time you arrived in Londinium, the battles with the Regent and the Grand Prince were all personal grudges. You have no hostility towards Sarkaz."

"You're willing to come back to find the Sarkaz, which means you still consider yourself the Demon Lord of the Sarkaz, right?"

Qi Yan patted Sarkaz on the shoulder, showing even greater confidence in him:

"You are indeed very smart and thoughtful. Your only weakness is your lack of status and access to many essential information channels."

"I am not the Demon King."

Sarkaz was shocked by the news.

He turned to look at his fellow tribesmen who were silently waiting for instructions.

These people stood at a distance in the square, their gazes toward Qi Yan burning with passion, yet also harboring some inner turmoil.

Clearly, everyone was hesitant.

The Sarkaz who approached Qi Yan to ask the question was not only expressing his own doubts, but also the hesitation of all the Sarkaz present.

“Why don’t you continue to deceive us?” Sarkaz asked in a low voice.

Do you remember what question I asked you back then?