Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

As he walked through the nursing home, he felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation and said leisurely:

"It was named Kazdel by Qi Yan, so it is Kazdel. Perhaps this Kazdel does not belong to Sarkaz, but it is willing to accept Sarkaz, and that is enough."

"General..."

"Just say what you want to say. Why are you beating around the bush like a Sarkaz?"

Manfred couldn't stand the Sarkaz's dawdling manner.

The Sarkaz gritted his teeth and said bluntly:

"After we finish fighting, can I come and live in Kazdel?"

Manfred: "..."

After saying that, the Sarkaz shrank back and cautiously sized up Manfred, preparing himself to kneel down and beg for mercy should Manfred become angry.

These words are tantamount to stepping on Manfred's face and telling him that he has a rebellious heart.

To the Sarkaz's surprise, Manfred smiled and made the promise.

Manfred then hesitated for a moment before adding, "But don't say things like that directly next time. I have a strange feeling that such words are dangerous."

"……Yes!"

The Sarkaz couldn't understand, but his main point was to be obedient.

After ending the conversation, Manfred continued to look around and suddenly noticed many new faces in the nursing home.

He saw a girl who looked like Rupert leading a group of children in a soccer game on an open field. She was agile and each time she dribbled the ball past the children and easily shot it into the makeshift goal.

After scoring, the girl smiled triumphantly amidst the crying and fussing of other children.

Next to this simple football field, a group of children surrounded a white-haired boy with a cane, learning nursery rhymes from him.

The white-haired boy had a somewhat hoarse voice, and his singing wasn't exactly pleasant, but he taught very seriously, trying his best to maintain his rhythm so that his voice wouldn't affect it.

Behind the boy, there was another silent boy with scales on his face, quietly guarding the white-haired boy's music class.

"They... are cadres of the Reunion Movement."

Manfred recognized the men and remarked, "I didn't realize it when I was just looking at the files. It turns out they're a group of such young guys."

Chapter 765 A Teenage Pig's Head: Steam-Powered Mechs Won't Dream of Powered Armor Senior

While Manfred was sizing up the Kingkiller and his group, others had already set their sights on him.

"What are you here for?"

A short Ursus boy walked up to the Sarkaz group and questioned Manfred.

“Alex, they must be guests, otherwise the Patriots wouldn’t have allowed them to log in.”

Misha rushed over from behind Shattered Bones and tried to dissuade him from the confrontation.

"I know."

Shattered Bones nodded to Misha and continued to Manfred, "I mean no harm, it's just that you're too conspicuous to be wandering around with such a large mech. Come with me, I'll take you to see Patriot."

"Then it'll be hard work."

Manfred smiled and agreed.

With the broken bones leading the way, Sarkaz encountered no further troubles on his journey and soon arrived at a secluded open space near the nursing home.

Patriot stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the open space, training the Sarkaz and Reunion warriors in the nursing home.

Even Patriot was slightly taken aback when he saw the steam-powered mech that Manfred had brought.

Manfred stepped forward and offered to explain:

"This is the deal I made with Rhodes Island when I was captured last time. In addition to the steam-powered mech, there are also the modification blueprints drawn by Miss Kroos."

As he spoke, Manfred took out the precious blueprint from his pocket and reluctantly handed it to Patriot.

Patriot glanced at the name on the blueprint and couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm":

"Victoria Steam Armor 2.0, developed based on Columbia's powered armor system? Produced by Kroos, infringement will be prosecuted?"

Patriots were bewildered.

It wasn't that I was confused about the content of the blueprint, but rather that I was baffled as to how Kroos could be so shameless as to blatantly write down the country of origin of the technology and then add the words "Infringement will be prosecuted" in big letters.

“Not only the power supply system, but also the weapon system upgrade of the steam mech.” Manfred added sourly, “It retains the flexibility and powerful firepower of the steam mech while also having the defensive capabilities and endurance of power armor. I really don’t know how terrifying this thing would be if it were made.”

The patriot fell silent for a moment.

He discovered that everyone at Rhodes Island always managed to come up with something new for him.

Qi Yan was one thing, but the two blood demons on the island were no pushovers either. One treated his ancestor like a son, and the other "borrowed" other people's technological products and warned them not to infringe on his rights.

If the contents of these blueprints were implemented and produced, it would definitely be a high-altitude combat weapon no less powerful than an airship.

More importantly, there is only one airship, while this new type of composite mech can theoretically be mass-produced!

Patriots simply can't imagine how exciting that scene would be.

In the future, when Rhodes Island is fighting, dozens of composite mechs will descend from the sky and bombard the enemy with a barrage of fire. After one round of fire, they will take off and run away. When the enemy is about to give up after chasing for a while, they will fly back and continue fighting...

Patriot shook his head, realizing he couldn't think about it anymore.

Otherwise, his combat command style would change drastically.

“Manfred…” Patriot paused for a moment, but still spoke his mind, “You can make a copy of this blueprint; the Sarkaz might find it useful.”

Manfred's eyes darted around somewhat.

"Looks like I said something pointless," Patriot joked upon seeing this.

Manfred gave a dry laugh and said helplessly:

"The idea is good, but Sarkaz doesn't have the capability to produce it in the short term. I'm even a little curious whether Rhodes Island has the ability to manage this blueprint."

Besides Kroos, does Rhodes Island have any other engineers of the same rank?

"There's absolutely no need to send them back to Rhodes Island."

Patriot put away the blueprints and said confidently, "You can rush to build a composite mech in a nursing home. Don't forget that Qi Yan brought back a group of craftsmen from Londinium."

The steam-powered mech was created by Ms. Catherine, the leader of this group of craftsmen. Combined with the supplies from the warship Qi Yan brought back, the first prototype of the composite mech would soon be completed.

"...So all of this was part of Qi Yan's plan."

Manfred let out a sound of admiration.

This time, it was Patriot's turn to have a shifty look in his eyes.

Manfred didn't notice the Patriot's subtle movements; his attention was already drawn to the troops training in the open space.

“It seems you’re also aware of what’s about to happen,” Manfred said.

Patriot nodded: "Your steam-powered mech and blueprints are a godsend for the nursing home."

“But unfortunately, this is all I can do to help,” Manfred said frankly. “Once war breaks out, the Sarkaz cannot easily support the nursing homes, as that would only make them more vulnerable to attack.”

"That's enough. The nursing home will soon be heading away from Londinium."

"Won't Qi Yan come back to help?"

“He has more important things to do.”

"Don't stop me, I'm going to shoot this dog dead today!"

W was blocked by Kal'tsit and Amiya on the left and right, struggling frantically, looking like she was determined to go on a killing spree.

On the other side, Qi Yan huddled behind Theresa and Qi Lin, cautiously peeking out from between the two women.

The doctor stood between the two, puzzled as to why they had suddenly become enemies.

The rest of the people watched the situation unfold from a short distance away, while two Sakortas huddled together, silently praying that the fighting would become even more intense.

"Hey, you two were just chatting away about how to draw talismans, how did you suddenly start fighting?"

The doctor was driven crazy by W's nagging and tried to persuade him, "We're carrying out an infiltration plan behind the scavenger army. It's an infiltration, can't you guys just shut up for a bit?"

"I'm going to sneak up behind this bastard with a gun today!"

W persisted, angrily shouting, "Ask yourselves what this dog is planning!"

Everyone turned to look at Qi Yan.

Faced with everyone's attention, Qi Yan blushed and said shyly:

"It's just about thinking about how to keep Xiao Te here."

Upon hearing this, Theresa's expression turned somewhat helpless, but she said nothing, only a gentle sadness welled up in the depths of her eyes.

"Pah!" W roared, "Your Highness, don't be fooled by this dog. He has seven plans. Three of them are to knock you unconscious and carry you away. The fourth is to find an opportunity to drug you and make you mute, and then use his ability to verbally abuse you when you can't speak!"

"Back in Chernobog, this dog bullied Patriot in the same way; he's trying to do it again!"

The gentle sadness in Theresa's eyes gradually disappeared, her pretty face tightened, and she moved aside to block Qi Yan's body.

Qi Yan immediately became anxious: "Little Te, don't be misled, those are all scraps, I have three new plans!"

"How dare you bring up the remaining three plans?!"

W was so angry that his face turned red: "Two of them are to throw His Highness to the sea monsters, and then, by relying on his relationship with that damned Isamara, get the large group to spit out His Highness who has been turned into a sea monster. Is this a plan even humanly possible?!"

Even Qi Lin's expression turned strange this time, and she began to worry about whether she could protect this unlucky thing when everyone ganged up on her older brother.

The doctor gasped and couldn't help but scratch his head.

He then noticed a missing piece of information from W and asked curiously:

"What about the last one?"

W opened his mouth to speak, but the words suddenly got stuck in his throat.

She scratched her head with the muzzle of the gun, looking puzzled, and after struggling to recall for a while, she recounted with difficulty:

"It seems like His Highness was being tossed to something, but strangely, even though it's just ordinary text, I can't understand it or remember it."

Qi Yan whispered a warning from behind Qi Lin:

"The last one is to throw Little Te to feed Cresson."

Chapter 766 The Corpse Who Loves to Listen to Gossip

Theresa couldn't take it anymore and punched Qi Yan on the shoulder with her fist.

She retorted angrily, "Am I just a meal to you?"

"I swear to God!" Qi Yan raised four fingers to the sky and declared, "I, Qi Xiaobai, absolutely never treated you like a strawberry jam cake!"

Theresa: “…”

She felt she should be angry, but for some reason, hearing Qi Yan's description of her, she couldn't muster any anger; instead, she felt a strange sense of joy.

Seeing that his 'praise tactic' had worked, Qi Yan quickly struck while the iron was hot:

"You have to believe me, the reason my thinking got swayed was all because of the contents of that notebook W lent me!"

"What content?" Theresa asked, somewhat curious.

"Shut up! Don't say it!"

W immediately roared in fury, as if his tail had been stepped on.

The more she acted this way, the more Qi Yan wanted to speak, and he even raised his voice to spread the word:

"While I was scheming against Little Trump, W was also scheming against Big Trump. She devised so many plans that I couldn't even count them all, to storm into the Shard and send Big Trump flying into the sky with a bomb!"

W's face immediately turned red.

This time, she wasn't in a hurry, but rather because her little secret had been exposed, especially in front of the person's family, which caused her shame and anger.

The doctor and the others all gasped and looked at W with admiration.

Theresa shook her head with a wry smile.

If Theresis can really be outmaneuvered by W, then he should abdicate as soon as possible and hand over the position of regent to W.

Suddenly, Arturo clenched his fist and slammed it against his palm, as if in a daze, and exclaimed: