Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Violet nodded vigorously, then, feeling lightheaded, quickly left the ward.

At this moment, she had completely forgotten that she had come with the mission of finding Mostima, and her mind was filled with the words Qi Yan had just said.

Qi Yan watched the door slowly close due to gravity and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Look, she believed it, she believed it completely!"

Upon hearing this, Remy asked curiously, "Were you lying about what you just said?"

"I, Qi Xiaobai, never lie," Qi Yan assured, patting his chest. "Besides letting Li Boli take charge, if the little bird isn't confused, is it still a little bird?"

"I see." Remy's tone turned disappointed.

"Aren't you afraid I'm serious?" Qi Yan asked curiously. "We don't really have any empathy for each other, do we?"

“You’re the kind of person who can be friends with Mostima. I don’t know you, but I know her.”

Remianne tucked the small white wildflower back into the muzzle of her sniper rifle, reverting to her usual gentle and sickly beauty persona.

She pushed her wheelchair to pick up the fruit she had dropped, and teased with a smile:

"Also, I really find it interesting that Cardinal Violet is usually such a strong person, but she suffered so much setback today. It's a pity I can't record it with my terminal."

She and Mostima don't get along very well. If I could keep a video of her getting humiliated, maybe I could actually lure out the lurking Mostima.

"Actually, finding Mostima is very simple."

"How to say?"

"Make a big enough hole for her, and she'll come in and bite the hook."

"So you already have a plan?"

"Your cooperation is needed."

Feria lay in her hospital bed, looking at the pitiful ice sculpture of Patia beside her. She wanted to help but was powerless to change the situation.

Qi Lin sat on a chair on the other side of the hospital bed, holding Cecilia and telling her fairy tales, trying her best to correct Cecilia's worldview, which had been distorted by Qi Yan.

"The farmer's increasingly unreasonable demands angered the goldfish, who eventually withdrew all its wishes. Cecilia, what lesson did you learn from this story?"

"Well, relying solely on the help of others is not a sustainable approach."

"...It's a bit off, but it's still a decent understanding. Anything else?"

"So we should follow what Qi Yan taught me: in this situation, we should try to shift the risk!"

Qi Lin had a bad feeling.

Before she could stop her, Cecilia had already carefully pointed out with her slender white fingers:

"The first step is to hold this talking goldfish firmly in our hands and not let it go because of the temptation of immediate benefits."

The second step is to take the goldfish to the market and use the gimmick of seeing talking goldfish to make a small profit, while continuously expanding the influence and attracting more attention. This is called traffic.

The third step, after successfully building a base of followers, is to decisively sell the goldfish to a wealthy businessman in the city, exchange it for a huge sum of money, and then run away with the bucket. This is called cashing out.

This series of maneuvers not only allows one to live a wealthy life but also avoids future troubles—that's called risk transfer and a successful exit!

Watching Cecilia gesturing with her little hands in front of her, Qi Lin couldn't help but sigh and rub her forehead.

For a moment, she didn't know whether to praise the child for being smart or to reprimand the child for going astray so quickly.

In a short period of time, he actually learned some of Qi Yan's ability to cause trouble, which could be described as meme pollution.

Just as Qi Lin was having a headache, the door was pushed open, and the culprit led a strange Sakota guy into the room.

"Hey, Iced Bird, and it's even in black stockings. As expected, you're the one who understands me best in this whole world."

As soon as Qi Yan entered, he saw the ice sculpture of Patia, and a smile immediately spread across his face.

Qi Lin narrowed her eyes and warned:

"You'd better not stick your tongue out and lick me when I'm not looking."

"Hilarious! I've lived and thrived in the Ursus snowfields, how could I possibly make such a stupid mistake?"

Qi Yan walked to the bedside table, picked up a thermos, and said, "I definitely need to prepare hot water before I lick it!"

"Then you can just keep carrying it."

With a snap of her fingers, Qi Lin froze the kettle in Qi Yan's hand into an ice cube, firmly holding it in his grasp.

Chapter 978 Patia: You can't brainwash me, I'll do it myself!

Qi Yan's tongue got stuck, as expected.

It stuck to the ice on his wrist, and he was so anxious that he was like a dog biting its own tail, spinning around frantically in place.

Felia and Patia stared at Qi Yan in disbelief, unable to comprehend how this guy's thought process was structured.

Qi Lin, holding Cecilia, pointed at Qi Yan, who was almost a blur, and scolded him:

"See? Don't follow his example, or you'll become stupid."

Cecilia nestled in Qilin's arms, nodding hesitantly.

Aizel silently retreated to a corner of the ward, observing the strange composition of the people in the room.

An ice sculpture bird, a sickly wife, a forbidden mixed-race child, the Rupert siblings who could overturn this land, and... him, an ordinary working man who is good for nothing except for his handsome face.

Even now, Aizel is still finding it hard to adjust.

During the day, he was just an intern who only thought about getting off work, but he was inexplicably targeted by Qi Yan and unwittingly dragged into this farce that seemed completely out of place in his life.

Finally, Ezel's gaze fell on Cecilia.

Cecilia is a normal-looking Sarkaz cub. At least apart from her broken halo and wings, she is no different from any other Sarkaz. Even if she walked down the street, she would at most attract a second glance.

But this ordinary little girl has now become a key figure who could threaten the Lateran doctrine.

Fortunately, at least for now, Cecilia is under Qi Yan's protection. Those who covet her will not fare much better than that ice sculpture bird if they try to get their hands on her.

Just as Aizel was thinking this, Qi Lin waved her hand to remove the ice from Qi Yan's wrist, freeing Qi Yan from his predicament.

Qi Yan pulled back his numb tongue and mumbled with a lisp:

"What's going on? I haven't even gotten the 'irrigation groove' yet."

"Ms. Feria needs to rest," Qi Lin said dismissively. "She's a patient. If Kal'tsit finds out you dare to act so recklessly in the ward, it won't be as simple as just having your salary docked. You don't want to become a four-star operator, do you?"

"I was wrong. I'll do it again next time."

Qi Yan immediately admitted defeat.

But he quickly revealed his true colors, shamelessly asking:

"Give me this little bird, I have a great use for it."

“Sure, but you’d better explain the purpose to me.” Qi Lin’s eyes held a threat.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Qi Yan said, heartbroken. "Do you think I'm the kind of person who lusts after a little bird and wishes I could squeeze out 25 hours a day to hug and lick it?"

Qi Lin said nothing, only revealing a faint, menacing smile.

Sensing the impending killing intent, Qi Yan instantly became obedient:

“I plan to enter this little bird in a beauty pageant and make her the most beautiful bird in Laterano.”

"What are you up to now?" Qi Lin frowned.

Qi Yan looked completely innocent: "What bad intentions could I possibly have, right, Aizer?"

The topic suddenly shifted to him again, and this time Azel managed to keep up and help explain:

"Qi Yan only wants to use this girl, Li Boli, to find someone, nothing more."

After a moment's thought, Qi Lin waved her hand to release Patia from her ice sculpture state.

"Do you think you can use me to find the guide?" Patia roared resolutely after regaining her freedom. "You're dreaming! I will not cooperate!"

Qi Lin looked at Qi Yan, Qi Yan looked at Aizel, but Aizel had no one to look at.

He could only smile wryly, shrug, and ask in return:

"When did we ever mention the 'pioneer' you mentioned? Why are you proactively leaking information about your own people?"

Patia suddenly realized what was happening.

Qi Yan looked at the silly little bird with a smile and said in a tempting tone:

"Little bird, do you long for an answer?"

"What answer?" Patia asked warily.

Patia's first reaction was to laugh, but then she suddenly remembered that the person in front of her was the legendary all-knowing Qi Yan, and she immediately couldn't help but fall in love.

She has now fallen into the wolf's clutches, and given her strength, she is destined to have no chance of escaping from Qi Yan's grasp.

Since that's the case, why not pretend to cooperate with Qi Yan, gain his trust, and then extract the secrets of the Lateran laws from him? After that, we can find an opportunity to convey them to the Vanguard, allowing the Vanguard to tear apart these Sakorta's hypocritical fairness and awaken all the Liberians living in Lateran!

In just three seconds, Patia successfully brainwashed herself before Qi Yan could finish speaking.

"Okay! I promise you!"

"Then come with me, we still have a lot of preparations to complete."

Qi Yan was both amused and exasperated. She turned and walked towards the door, not forgetting to remind Qi Lin as well:

"If you have time, you can take Cecilia out for a stroll. This child has never had the chance to go out before. Take her to see more of the world and buy her whatever she likes. All expenses will be paid by the Pope."

Upon hearing this, Felia was startled: "Cecilia cannot be exposed."

Qi Yan pushed open the door and smiled at Felia, assuring her:

“Madam, all the suffering is over. With me here, no one can harm you and your daughter.”

Thinking back on everything that had happened to her during the day, Felia hesitated.

She still doesn't know Qi Yan's true identity, but all indications suggest that Qi Yan is definitely a very powerful and influential figure.

The more Felia learned, the more terrified he became.

"Sir, why are you willing to help our mother and daughter like this?" Felia finally asked the question that had been weighing on her mind all day.

Qi Yan stepped aside to let Aizer and Patia out of the room. He tilted his head and thought for a moment before answering:

"Let's say it's for love and peace."

Qi Yan gently closed the door.

Qi Lin stroked Cecilia's soft hair, then turned to look at Felia:

"Don't worry about his madness. You're not the first person he saved, nor are you the most special one."

“But…you siblings have helped me so much, I don’t know if I can repay you,” Felia said hesitantly.

"The best way to repay him is for you to be able to reunite as a family and live a good life together in the future."

Qi Lin picked up Cecilia and placed her next to her mother's bed.

Then Qi Lin took a half step back and looked at the mother and daughter in front of her. She seemed to remember something, and a trace of reminiscence appeared in her eyes.

"Miss Qi Lin..."

"It's very late, you really need to get plenty of rest and recuperate."

Qi Lin turned around and said, "I'll just rest in the hospital. No matter what happens to you, just call out and I'll be there immediately."

Just as Qi Lin reached out to open the ward door, Cecilia called out to her in a childish voice:

"Sister Qi Lin."

Qi Lin turned around.

Cecilia smiled sweetly and waved to Qi Lin, saying:

"Goodnight, Sister Qi Lin. Thank you and Brother Qi Yan."

"Well, goodnight, Cecilia, but... Qi Yan can only be my brother."

Qi Lin closed the door.

Cecilia tilted her head in confusion.

Being so young, she had no idea that there was a term called possessiveness.