Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Chapter 688 The White-haired Dog and the Radiant Cat in Bed

"In other words, you also acknowledge that the dukes possess the power to oppose the gods?"

Huang asked earnestly, "Ignoring the essence of the matter, from a mortal's perspective, are the dukes capable of resolving the troubles caused by a god?"

Qi Yan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then nodded in affirmation.

He then added, "Unless you can get a behemoth to take this seriously."

"I understand."

Huang didn't ask any more questions and focused on eating his breakfast.

Amiya didn't want Qi Yan to continue working hard, so she quietly finished her food and then stared at Qi Yan expectantly, as if she wouldn't stop until he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Qi Yan scratched his head, sighed, and resignedly lay back down on the bed.

Amiya immediately got up and covered Qi Yan with the blanket.

Just as Amiya was about to pick up her violin and play a lullaby for Qi Yan, Huang spoke up:

"I'll take care of Qi Yan for now. Kal'tsit is taking Qi Yan's outrageous remarks yesterday quite seriously. Amiya, you should go and appease him."

Amiya paused, her hand holding the bow still, but ultimately she couldn't let go of her worries for Kal'tsit, and left the room, turning back every three steps.

The moment the door slammed shut, Qi Yan sat bolt upright:

"Good brother, you really do love me, you couldn't bear to see me continue sleeping!"

"Stop!" Huang said irritably. "I'm firmly on the little rabbit's side."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yan immediately slumped back down, feeling deflated.

Huang sat on the edge of the bed, crossed his legs, and a soft cat tail swayed incessantly near Qi Yan's ear.

She chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I won't force you to sleep, just don't think about running away."

"Brothers!"

“I’m a woman!”

"Then... a good wife?"

Huang immediately got goosebumps all over his body, grabbed the blanket off Qi Yan and wrapped it around his head.

Watching Qi Yan struggle wildly under the blanket, Huang smiled wickedly, as if he had gotten his revenge. After a while, he finally moved the blanket away, satisfied.

Qi Yan's face was flushed from being covered, her eyes were glazed, and she looked like a young woman who had just been violated.

"Waaaaah, I'm not clean anymore... No, no, no, I was wrong!"

Seeing Huang narrow his eyes dangerously, about to cover her with the blanket again, Qi Yan quickly begged for mercy.

Huang nodded in satisfaction, loosened the blanket, and then said:

"Qi Yan, I've always had a slight doubt about your power."

"What, are you going to get three punches from me too?" Qi Yan asked, puzzled.

Huang rolled his eyes.

She had indeed considered sparring with Qi Yan before, but before she could put it into practice, Qi Yan began to reveal his true strength step by step.

After learning that Qi Yan had given Che Cheng a middle part with one punch, Huang completely abandoned the idea of ​​courting death.

Composing himself, Huang asked earnestly:

"What I mean is, who is stronger, you or those gods?"

"Normally speaking, I definitely couldn't beat those guys," Qi Yan said frankly.

Upon hearing this answer, Huang couldn't help but frown:

"But didn't you tell us that if you wanted to, this land couldn't withstand your power?"

"Is there any conflict between the two?" Qi Yan grinned. "For example, right now I can't beat you at all."

Huang thought for a moment and understood the meaning behind Qi Yan's words.

"It still has to do with your condition. When you have black eyes, you're about the same as the Doctor, but when you have golden eyes, you're good enough to go toe-to-toe with the gods."

Huang paused for a moment, then continued, "Going further up, you still have untapped power."

"Why are you suddenly concerned about these things?" Qi Yan asked curiously.

Huang did not answer immediately, but instead scanned the bed with sharp eyes, and finally picked up a black hair.

That's not her own hair; the length is wrong.

It's not Amiya's either, and the color is wrong.

“Every time you use the power of the Golden Eyes, you fall into a coma. What would happen if you used the power beyond the Golden Eyes?” Huang asked.

"I don't know," Qi Yan answered truthfully.

"You should know that once you give this answer, I'm even less likely to tolerate your recklessness."

"I know, but I don't like lying, and I especially don't like deceiving you." Qi Yan smiled again at the end, "Besides, I've already prepared a backup plan."

"What back-up plan?"

"I've already dug my own grave in Longmen..."

Huang punched Qi Yan in the chest in annoyance.

This seemingly playful punch was an unbearable weight for Qi Yan, who immediately clutched his chest and curled up into a ball.

Huang isn't Amiya; she doesn't dote on Qi Yan as much.

Ignoring Qi Yan's act of pretending to be dead in bed, she said irritably:

“Last night I talked to Thorn and the others about your condition. Are you aware of our concerns about you?”

"I'm really fine, it just looks a bit scary." Qi Yan said with a laugh, "I've verified it, it's hilarious, I can't die at all."

“I’m not just saying that.”

Huang's expression was more serious than ever before: "Your thoughts are getting stranger and stranger."

Has my little scheme to covet the mountain, this great fortune, been exposed?

Qi Yan immediately became alert, sat up, and defended himself:

"First of all, I am not from Nantong. Secondly, I really am not from Nantong, I..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Huang knocked Qi Yan down with a single punch.

Seeing Qi Yan clutching his shoulder and grimacing on the bed, Huang sighed:

I'm saying you're drifting further and further away from us.

This time, he really didn't understand what Huang was talking about.

"Qi Yan, you keep saying that you are not a god, but your recent behavior is becoming more and more like that of those incomprehensible gods."

Huang turned around, crossed his legs on the bed, and looked directly at Qi Yan, saying, "You weren't like this before. You were very strong, but you never thought you were special. You would take the initiative to get close to us."

"I want to get closer to you now, but you keep beating me up!" Qi Yan pointed at Huang.

But the next moment, his voice and movements all stopped.

Huang opened his arms and pulled Qi Yan into his embrace.

The girl's body temperature was higher than normal. When Qi Yan was held in her arms, he felt enveloped in an unprecedented warmth.

There was no romantic or ambiguous atmosphere; it was just an ordinary hug, a friend's attempt to keep him from leaving.

"Please don't say that word anymore, okay?"

Huang's voice rang in Qi Yan's ears, trembling slightly.

Qi Yan fell silent.

Huang continued, "We're very worried about you. Although everyone always threatens you with the fact that Qi Lin will be angry, it's actually us who are worried."

You're not some bullshit god, you're just you, that bastard who makes us furious all the time.

But do you know? You've unknowingly drifted away from us. You entrusted Qi Lin to us, watching her slowly integrate into our lives and regain her friends. It seems you've become carefree...

That's precisely why we're even more afraid.

Qi Yan twitched the corner of his mouth: "I didn't say I was leaving."

“Qi Yan, this time I don’t want to listen to the doctor.” Huang tightened his arms around Qi Yan slightly. “He said you are very tired, and he said we can’t rely on your strength and efforts in everything.”

But... Qi Yan, we need you. It has nothing to do with all that nonsense; we need you as a person.

Qi Yan fell silent again.

Huang continued, "You need us too, Qi Yan. Take a good rest."

Spend more time with us, don't wander alone. You're not our bodyguard or our nanny, but when we encounter difficulties, you'll appear and solve all our problems with ease.

But please come to us when you feel tired. Amiya has started practicing the piano all night again to keep you here. After each mission, Extreme and Thorn will bring you some local specialties, which are all placed in your dormitory.

Kal'tsit has been caught sneaking candy from you several times already; Patriot's most frequent nagging while drinking tea is about you running off alone again; and General Hrag has learned a lot of the slang used by young people, waiting to give you a surprise.

All that could be said was silence.

Huang loosened his embrace, but his hands remained on Qi Yan's shoulders, as if afraid that if he let go, the person in front of him would run away.

This usually carefree and incredibly friendly big cat had its eyes reddening at this moment.

"Qi Yan, you barged into our lives like a crazy bastard."

Huang stared into Qi Yan's eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "Then, exactly when did you stop appearing in front of us so often? How long has it been since you returned to Rhodes Island?"

We're not PhDs, we don't have his mind to keep up with you. You're moving too fast, you've already left us all behind!

The Qi Yan I want is the villain who stood in our way at Lungmen, vowing to overthrow everything, not the god of Rhodes Island that people talk about!

Qi Yan lowered his eyes slightly.

He never imagined that his actions would cause Huang so much worry.

Or rather, it's what makes those on Rhodes Island who care about him worry.

He simply wanted to make the story he was experiencing better.

He thought that his omniscience and omnipotence would reassure people, but he never expected that these guys didn't care about his omniscience and omnipotence at all, and didn't care about the special nature of his immortality.

Like Huang, she was just an ordinary person.

Huang is frightened when he learns that Qi Yan will die if he is exposed to Originium for a long time.

Qi Yan raised her eyes and stared at the big cat in front of her, whose eyes were red.

He suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.

I took 'death' too lightly.

He is no longer the man who lived alone in the world and would end it all after death.

He was no longer the Qi Yan who was ignored in his rented room.

He was Qi Yan, who lived on a land called Terra, where people cared about him, loved him, and missed him.

This feeling... is so good!

Qi Yan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

He couldn't help but smile, a relaxed and radiant smile.

Qi Yan reached out and pulled Huang into her arms, resting her chin on Huang's warm shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I was too arrogant."

"You bastard, you only realized this now!"

Huang turned around and hugged Qi Yan tightly.

"Uh... relax, relax!"

Qi Yan immediately began to struggle.

Huang then realized what had happened and quickly released his arms. Seeing that Qi Yan's tears had been brought out by his own actions, he couldn't help but scratch his head and chuckle awkwardly.