Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"Is there anything to eat?"

"Are there any weapons?"

"Would you like something to eat?"

"Come with me, I'll take you to find something to eat."

The two engaged in a question-and-answer session, recreating a conversation that had already taken place the previous night.

When the question and answer session ended, both of them fell silent.

A moment later, Sarkaz suddenly smiled:

"Dean, I've already thrown away all the cigarettes I had on me."

How do you plan to live your life when you get old?

"have not thought."

"Never thought about it?"

“I’m illiterate and don’t know anything about the future. I just want to stay by your side, Dean.”

"your name."

Qi Yan laughed heartily: "It's a very ordinary name for the Sarkaz. In the future, you may find that there are many people with the same name as you."

But in my memory, he is a very powerful and courageous name.

Anmon's lips twitched twice, and he bent down to kneel.

"Stand up! No kneeling!"

Anmon forcefully stopped himself from kneeling down and responded loudly to Qi Yan's command.

Qi Yan turned around and raised his arms to shout to all the Sarkaz:

"Raise your weapons, follow me, seize the airship, and fight the Duke!"

"Seize the airship, attack the Duke!"

Amon was the first to draw his weapon and follow.

Hearing the shouts and hearing that Qi Yan wasn't targeting Theresa, the Sarkaz around them put aside their last concerns.

"Seize the airship, attack the Duke!"

Countless shouts rang out.

At Qi Yan's signal, Anmon led the way towards the airship's landing site.

All the Sarkaz resolutely stepped forward and chased after them, charging towards the airship in a mighty force.

Qi Yan followed leisurely at the back of the group, already looking forward to meeting Theresa, and even more so to Theresa's expression when she found out that her little sister had been captured.

Unfortunately, as the doctor described, his cerebral cortex was capable of ice skating, and he was completely unaware of what was about to happen.

The airship descended slowly, but did not land directly. Instead, it hovered at a certain height above the ground.

Subsequently, a large number of regular Sarkaz royal army soldiers descended from the airships in an orderly manner using ropes, calmly facing the surrounding Sarkaz mercenary group.

"Everyone calm down, we surrender!"

A squad leader stepped forward from among the soldiers of Wang Tingjun, and his first sentence stunned the entire mercenary team, whose morale was high.

Squad Leader Wang Tingjun continued:

"We are all compatriots, so please show mercy. Princess Theresa has already given instructions that the airship will temporarily belong to Qi Yan, and he can use it as he pleases."

Including us, we are all now under Qi Yan's command!

Sarkaz Mercenary: ?

Qi Yan, who came up from behind: ? ? ?

"No, what do you mean?" Qi Yan stepped forward and questioned.

"Just as I just said, there isn't a single lie."

Squad leader Wang Tingjun quickly saluted Qi Yan.

"Where is Theresa? Let me go see her!" Qi Yan shouted.

Squad leader Wang Tingjun bowed and scraped, apologizing:

"It's not that we don't want you to see us, it's just that there's really no way for you to see us."

Her Highness anticipated that you would be waiting for her here, so she jumped off the airship halfway back to Londinium, which startled us.

Qi Yan: "..."

He simply couldn't imagine the beautiful scene of that gentle woman in a clean long dress jumping out of the airship and enjoying freefall.

But after calming down and thinking about it, he actually found it somewhat reasonable.

Theresa is someone who can personally fix a door with tools; she may be gentle and elegant, but her action-oriented nature is second to none.

Anmon leaned closer and asked:

"Dean, what do we do now?"

"What to do? Just deal with it!"

Qi Yan glared at him, then looked at the Wang Tingjun squad leader:

"Have all your people gather here and learn the rules of Norbert District from Amon. From now on, you all need to follow the rules."

"Yes, I'll do whatever you say."

Squad leader Wang Tingjun nodded and bowed, not daring to disobey in the slightest.

Qi Yan waved his hand dismissively and walked past Wang Tingjun toward the rope lowered from the airship.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going up to see the airship and have a serious talk with it. How could they let Theresa do something as dangerous as freefall?"

Qi Yan grabbed the rope and said angrily, "What if Theresa damages the flowers and plants?"

Today, either the airship kneels down and admits its mistake, or it's never to take flight again!

In mid-air, the airship’s massive body trembled with a loud boom.

Qi Yan tugged at the rope:

"Your shaking won't help, let me go up!"

"You don't expect me to climb up myself, do you?"

Squad leader Wang Tingjun stood to the side, smiling wryly, and offered an explanation:

"Airships don't have automatic take-off and landing... Huh?"

Before he could finish speaking, the shadow of the airship began to shift eerily, and a wisp of shadow, like a tentacle, reached out and attached itself to the rope.

Then the rope wrapped itself around Qi Yan's wrist, pulling him smoothly into the air.

Qi Yan lowered his head and said to Wang Tingjun, the squad leader:

"If there's no function, let him create one. It's that simple."

Chapter 673 Dead Souls

Squad leader Wang Tingjun stared in disbelief as the airship personally towed Qi Yan ashore, his heart churning with emotion.

The undead spirits on this airship were considered elders even within the Sarkaz race, and they didn't even come out to greet Theresa when she landed.

While Theresa's reluctance to make direct demands like Qi Yan's certainly a factor, it also underscores the attitude of the dead souls towards Qi Yan.

"As expected of the Demon King who has returned from the long river of time, Demon King above."

Squad leader Wang Tingjun prayed repeatedly as Qi Yan climbed higher.

Anmon stood beside him with a strange expression, choosing not to address the misunderstandings.

"Captain, please come with me. I'll take you to the square to learn about the current situation in the Norbert District. Let's not disturb the Dean's negotiations with the airship."

Amon turned to the side and gestured for them to proceed.

Squad leader Wang Tingjun nodded decisively:

"Don't worry, we'll help you keep those Victorians in check; they won't cause any trouble."

Amon smiled:

"In fact, this is what I wanted to tell you..."

On the airship, Qi Yan landed steadily with the help of ropes.

A small number of the royal army soldiers who remained immediately came forward to salute, but Qi Yan waved them away.

He walked alone in the spacious interior of the airship. Half a meter ahead of him, a shadow slowly crept along, guiding him.

Before long, Qi Yan arrived at the core of the airship, personally guided by the dead soul.

It was a tightly closed door.

Without even pushing the door open, Qi Yan could sense that there was nothing inside, yet there was a strange presence there.

"How amazing, is this what a dead soul is like?"

Qi Yan clearly realized that he was already enveloped by the existence of the Dead Soul, that this airship was an extension of the Dead Soul's body, and that behind the door in front of him was the core of the Dead Soul's existence.

It was as if someone's murmured words in their sleep echoed in Qi Yan's ears.

The dead soul looked at Qi Yan and said, word by word:

"You're not the Demon King, you can't fool me."

Qi Yan was not surprised to be exposed, and asked in return:

When did I ever say I was going to lie to you?

"And just because I'm not a demon king doesn't mean you can disobey me!"

“I don’t understand Theresa and Theresis’s plan, but they’ve asked me to cooperate with you for the time being, and I’m willing to trust them,” the undead spirit said in a deep voice. “I respect your strength, and I can abide by the order you’ve established and fight under your command.”

But remember this, Qi Yan: you are not the Demon King, you are not a Sarkaz, and you can never make the Sarkaz submit to you!

Qi Yan raised an eyebrow, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up:

"So you're pretty brave, huh? I'm furious about not catching Theresa. Are you sure you want to provoke me at a time like this?"

"This is not a provocation, but a statement."

The dead soul unconsciously quickened its pace: "You are strong. I know I am no match for you, but the Sarkaz are never afraid of the strong."

The invasions and plundering by the nations of this continent could not subdue the Sarkaz, and neither can you!

Hearing the dead soul's cowardly yet defiant reply, Qi Yan was amused.

He tapped on the wall of the corridor beside him and joked:

"You really are a stubborn mule. Compared to your fellow countrymen in Colombia, your personality is truly unpleasant. Your existence is forever tied to hatred."

"This is the meaning of the existence of dead souls."

"If you keep going like this, you'll be expelled from Sarkaz sooner or later," Qi Yan said disdainfully.

"Are you kidding me?!"

The dead spirit was furious, causing the airship to tremble twice: "I bear the endless history of the Sarkaz race, I am the tombstone of the Sarkaz race that etched the atrocities of other races on this land!"

I saw those young brethren on the ground protecting the alien species, but that was only because your harsh methods forced them to do so.

You have deceived their minds with false beauty. Those young compatriots, their bloodline memories already faded, are incapable of comprehending the atrocities committed by the foreign races against the Sarkaz on this land!

"Can't understand? Are you sure?"

Qi Yan leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, as if chatting casually with an old friend, but his tone was sarcastic:

"You think you've witnessed too much suffering in the Sarkaz and therefore categorize the young Sarkaz as shallow, but have you ever considered that they've been carrying the burden of pressure left over from the long history of the Sarkaz since birth?"

They too experienced the destruction of the Sarkaz, the discrimination they suffered, and their resentment.

"But they revel in the false beauty you create, forgetting the hatred they carry on their shoulders."