Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Taihe: "..."

Girl, do you even realize how terrible your acting is?

As the atmosphere fell into an awkward silence, Zuo Le couldn't help but ask:

Do you know why Qi Yan came to find you?

This is crucial for Si Suitai's next move. If the enemy Qi Yan is referring to is you or your brothers and sisters, Si Suitai needs to reconsider his attitude towards Qi Yan.

Xi glanced at Chen without leaving a trace, and said casually:

"Because I'm good-looking."

A look of displeasure, as if he had been tricked, crossed his face, and his tone became slightly harsher:

“Xi, you just said that you don’t want to fight Qi Yan, and Si Suitai has the same attitude as you this time.”

But if you refuse to cooperate, Si Suitai will also be in a difficult position. Currently, Qi Yan's every move in Yan Kingdom is affecting countless people.

"This is your Si Suitai's business, what does it have to do with me?" Xi Aoran said. "I just don't like fighting with people, it's not that I'm afraid of that guy named Qi Yan."

Zuo Le wanted to say something, but Tai He pressed down on her shoulder.

Meeting Zuo Le's questioning gaze, Tai He said in a somewhat strange tone:

"Based on Qi Yan's intelligence analysis, Miss Xi's answer is very likely correct."

Zuo Le and Xi completed their spiritual Liberian citizenship procedures at the same time.

Taihe looked at Xi with a puzzled expression.

Zuo Le was puzzled, fine, but you were so serious just now, why are you joining in the fun now?

Faced with Taihe's gaze, Xi chose to lower her head and drink tea to escape reality.

Seeing that Taihe Xi had chosen to escape, she could only look at Chen beside her and say sincerely:

"Miss Chen, do you know who Qi Yan's enemy is?"

Chen fell into deep thought, Chen began to feel helpless, Chen chose to sigh.

"To be honest, based on Qi Yan's description, he probably doesn't even know himself," Chen said with a wry smile. "So this guy acts all confident, but in reality, he's just wandering around the Great Yan territory like a headless fly, waiting for the other party to show itself."

However, you two can rest assured that Qi Yan is serious about coming here today. I can guarantee one thing..."

"What is it?" Taihe pressed.

"If the other side doesn't show themselves, all is well; but if they do, it's a matter of seconds," Chen said seriously.

Taihe couldn't help but gasp: "Even if the opponent is a complete behemoth?"

“Even if He pulls a few more of his own kind, it won’t make a difference,” Chen said confidently. “The battle of Londinium City may have looked like a fierce battle to outsiders, but in reality, it was a group of gods setting off fireworks on the sidelines, while Theresis himself was plunged into the mud by Qi Yan and frantically plowed the land.”

Moreover, Qi Yan currently possesses two deities within him, a demigod-level witch king in his mind, and his sister now also has demigod-level combat power.

Furthermore, the authority of that temporal behemoth ensures that Qi Yan can summon reinforcements at any time. The powerful figures stationed on Rhodes Island, the rulers of the Sarkaz court, and even the Twin Queens are all willing to do him a favor.

Taihe remained silent, while Zuo Le was completely bewildered.

The sound of cups and saucers overturning rang out.

As everyone turned to look at her, Xi forced a smile and said, "I'm forcing myself to stay calm."

"I was distracted and my hand slipped. I didn't even notice what Miss Chen was saying... Ah, I remembered I still have a painting to finish, so I'll take my leave now."

Having said that, Xi got up, summoned a painting, and disappeared into it.

Chapter 820 Qi Yan is quiet, he must be up to no good!

He inquired about information throughout the town, asking all sorts of questions and doing everything he could to befriend the townspeople, trying to extract information about the fragment of the Sui Beast that Qi Yan had mentioned.

The townspeople looked puzzled and didn't react to Wu You's probing words.

Returning empty-handed, Wu You found Qi Yan and his sister listening to a storyteller in a teahouse and said somewhat dejectedly:

“My benefactor, I’ve run all over this town, but not a single person knows the Miss Xi you’re talking about.”

"Look, you're in such a hurry again," Qi Yan admonished.

Wu You smiled wryly: "I really wanted to help my benefactor."

He was caught between a grandmaster-level expert and a god-level expert. If he didn't make arrangements in advance, and a conflict broke out between the two sides, wouldn't he, an ordinary martial arts student, not even know how he died?

Qi Yan said calmly:

"Old Chen is missing, which means that reclusive guy must have gone to ask her about the situation."

"But I've been running for a whole day and night... um? A whole day and night?"

Wu subconsciously complained about his hard work, but then realized something was off.

He looked up at the sky; the sun was shining brightly, the sky was cloudless, and it was the brightest time of day.

But he clearly remembered that he had just experienced a dark night.

This strange sense of incongruity made Wu You feel uneasy, as if he had unintentionally overlooked something.

Just as Wu You was deep in thought, the storyteller in the teahouse struck his gavel, announcing the end of today's storytelling.

The teahouse was gradually filled with customers leaving, until only Qi Yan and his two companions remained, watching the storyteller pack his belongings.

Wu You stepped forward and tried to strike up a conversation with the storyteller.

Those who travel the world and gather information prefer these knowledgeable storytellers. Regardless of whether they are telling the truth or not, they at least know more than the townspeople.

But the storyteller acted as if he didn't see Wu You at all, and walked straight past Wu You.

Wu You returned to Qi Yan's side, bewildered: "My benefactor, could this be a blind storyteller?"

"Then call him and see if he dares to answer," Qi Yan said with a grin.

Wu You turned his head and opened his mouth to shout, but the words caught in his throat as he realized that the storyteller was nowhere to be seen.

Just then, a little girl who looked no more than seven or eight years old ran past the teahouse, seemingly oblivious to Wu's presence, and bumped right into him.

Wu You quickly dodged and casually reminded him:

"Little sister, watch where you're going."

But the little girl completely ignored it and skipped away.

"Hey, why is this little girl being so rude?"

Wu You scratched his head with his fan, feeling a bit thirsty after running all that way, and called out to the waiter in the teahouse:

"Bring me a pot of tea."

No one responded in the teahouse. The waiter was busy tidying up the other tables and didn't even glance at Wu You.

Qi Yan suddenly realized: "Don't waste your energy. It seems that Old Chen failed to explain my purpose clearly."

"We've been shielded by some kind of obfuscation mechanism set up by Xi; the townspeople in the painting are starting to ignore us."

Qi Yan realized that Xi was scared, and started to cower like a turtle again.

If he wants to see Xi now, he still has to force her to come out.

He shook his head regretfully: "Why bother? I didn't want to bully Da Xigua."

Qi Lin fiddled with the empty teacup in her hand and noticed that her fingertips were inexplicably stained with a trace of ink.

Qi Lin rubbed her fingertips and complained:

"Ms. Chen may have explained things too clearly. She is not one to lie and will definitely tell you the truth about your situation."

"Am I that scary?" Qi Yan pointed at himself, looking incredulous.

Qi Lin looked at him without saying a word, yet it seemed as if she had said everything.

"That's too much!" Qi Yan said, looking hurt.

Qi Lin then changed the subject, asking, "What are you planning to do? Shatter this illusion with violence?"

"This was painted by Da Xigua with great effort. Do you know how much one of her paintings is worth?"

Qi Yan stood up, stretched, and said slowly, "How could I possibly resort to violence? After all, I'm not some kind of demon."

Inside the courtyard, Chen and Taihe stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Zuo Le was still secretly fuming.

He still felt that Xi was arrogant, preferring to hide away and continue completing her painting rather than seriously cooperate with Si Suitai.

Taihe saw through Zuo Le's misunderstanding, but considering that they were currently on Xi's territory, explaining too clearly might anger Xi.

"Ms. Chen, what are your thoughts on the current situation?" Taihe decided to join forces with Chen.

"It's a bit unexpected that this Miss Xi is really as timid as Qi Yan said," Chen said with a wry smile. "Unfortunately, she doesn't understand Qi Yan enough. The more she tries to hide, the more excited Qi Yan becomes."

Taihe became somewhat nervous upon hearing this: "Qi Yan won't really start a fight, will he?"

"That's not necessarily the case, but Miss Xi is definitely going to suffer a lot."

Chen got up and walked to the edge of the courtyard. He pushed open the tightly closed gate to check the outside environment, and was surprised to find that the courtyard was empty, as if there was nothing there.

She vaguely guessed what it was: "A painting... Such a clean painting is perfect for adding a few strokes."

"Then...what is that?"

A villager was carrying a hoe and was about to go to his field to work when he was shocked to find some strange things he had never seen before when he reached the open space at the entrance of the village.

A blood-red basketball court suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the previously empty land at the village entrance.

In the middle of the basketball court, two stick figures in red overalls were honing their skills. One was dribbling between his legs, swaying from side to side, while the other was using his "Iron Mountain Lean" technique to rub against his opponent.

Just as the townspeople were completely baffled, he heard a strange rumbling sound coming from the sky behind him.

The townspeople turned to look and were so frightened that they dropped their hoes from their shoulders.

A red aircraft, unlike anything the townspeople had ever seen before, appeared in the sky. A huge propeller hovered above the aircraft, and a stick figure wearing a sports jersey leaned out of the hatch. The words "Iced Tea" were emblazoned on the chest of the jersey.

The aircraft quickly approached the basketball court, and the stick figure dressed in a basketball uniform waved incessantly, looking eager to try.

Suddenly, an accident occurred: the aircraft's propellers stopped spinning, and it crashed heavily onto the edge of the basketball court, much to the alarm of the townspeople.

The stick figure in a basketball uniform fell to the ground, clearly seriously injured, but still struggled to stretch his arm toward the basketball court.

"No...something's wrong! Help!"

Although the townspeople were surprised, they still rushed forward instinctively after seeing the miserable state of the stick figure in the sports uniform.

Just then, he heard the siren of an ambulance behind him.

The townspeople's faces lit up with joy, but when they turned to look, their smiles froze.

A blood-red, simple-drawn ambulance sped towards them, drifting and stopping gracefully in front of the stick figure in the jersey... its rear wheel precisely crushing the stick figure's head.

Even though no strange noises were coming from it, the townspeople still couldn't help but shudder.

The back door of the ambulance opened, and the townspeople saw a chubby stick figure with a face drawn like a cartoon frog jump down and squat down next to the stick figure in a sports jersey to begin first aid.

The townspeople hesitated before stepping forward, and couldn't help but remind them:

"Doctor, I'm afraid this is beyond saving, isn't it?"

The frog-faced stick figure tilted its head back, its mouth opening and closing, and a red speech bubble appeared beside it:

Are you questioning me, Doctor Netherworld Soul Chaser Frog?

Chapter 821 All-Star Brawl

The stick figure in the jersey stood up unharmed amidst the incredulous gazes of the townspeople.

Just when the townspeople thought the stick figure in the basketball uniform was going to thank the stick figure in the frogman for saving his life, or go to the ambulance driver in the simple drawing, the stick figure in the basketball uniform rushed into the basketball court at the speed of a hundred meters and elbowed the stick figure in the overalls who was dribbling the ball to the ground.

The movements were so clean and efficient that the townspeople felt an urge to applaud and cheer.

At this moment, the townspeople had forgotten their original purpose and sat down on the ground, watching expectantly as the basketball court unfolded.

Just as the stick figure in the basketball jersey got possession of the ball and was about to make a layup, the remaining stick figure in overalls suddenly spread his arms, and cool special effects words of a finishing move popped up next to him.

"Oh! A flying Kun in the sky!" the townspeople exclaimed instinctively.

In an instant, countless shadowy figures appeared on the basketball court, surrounding the stick figure in the basketball uniform, trying to seize possession of the ball.