Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

The deep, underground cavity has reappeared once again.

The girl lightly leaped into the cave with her toes, then landed, lost her footing, and tumbled deeper into the cave.

"Ouch...it hurts...so many stones...oh..."

After stumbling and crawling all the way, the girl, covered in dust and dirt, got up from the flat area deep inside the cave.

The cave was still bitterly cold, but there wasn't a breath of wind.

Ice crystals and rock walls overlapped, time seemed to stand still, and nothing should disturb the tranquility of this place.

The girl brushed the dust and ice shards off her dress, pursed her lips, and questioned:

"Why don't you speak?"

The behemoth did not respond.

Rubbing her slightly flushed cheeks, the girl used the greatsword as a crutch and limped deeper into the cave.

Gradually, the cave environment began to change.

The original ice crystals gradually faded from view, replaced by huge tree branches piercing through the rock layers, crisscrossing and intertwining together.

There wasn't a trace of green on the withered branches; it looked more like a stone sculpture than an ancient tree.

As she walked, the girl reached out her hand, her slender, white fingertips gently tracing the ancient trees.

A cold, rough touch assaulted the girl's heart, along with memories that did not belong to her.

The city turned to ashes, and death and destruction descended amidst the laughter of a colossal creature. This enormous being, its body enveloped in flames and lava, brandished a blazing greatsword, laughing as it charged forward.

There was no particular reason; destruction was simply for the sake of destruction.

Similarly, without any particular reason, an even larger ice and snow behemoth appeared before the fire behemoth.

The inextinguishable greatsword tore through the body of the ice behemoth, splattering its limbs and blood across the earth, but it could not stop the ice behemoth's advance. Instead, the flames on its own sword began to extinguish.

The fire behemoth realized that its sword was useless against the enemy before it.

He became afraid, hesitant, and then even terrified.

He found that his resistance was like a child waving a toy in front of the ice and snow behemoth. Without any doubt, his body was torn to pieces and trampled underfoot.

Ice and snow used their own bodies to suppress the flames. Ice and snow's muscles turned into rocks, and its bones turned into giant trees, burying themselves, their enemies, and everything else in the wind and snow.

"Make your move! This seal is ridiculously fragile. You can break it with a single blow. Only then can you regain your memories!"

An angry roar echoed in the girl's heart.

She could feel the humiliation and malice, and she also realized why the giant beast kept guiding her.

A light, undisguised, mocking laugh escaped from the girl's lips.

She could only sense Surtur's emotions, but the rocks and giant trees formed from the Sami beasts before her remained unresponsive.

It wasn't that Sami didn't notice the girl's arrival.

Sami simply and calmly gave the girl the choice.

Break the seal, free the fire behemoth, and it will become Surtr, or... become Surtr.

His fingers gently brushed across the blade of the fiery red greatsword.

Surtr turned around and went back the way he came.

"What are you going to do?!"

The roar of the behemoth exploded in Surtr's mind like thunder.

"Shut up, or I'll send you to your death."

Surtr dragged his greatsword with one hand, his steps unwavering: "I came here to find something of my own, but unfortunately, it's not here."

And you, you're using me. Who do you think you are?

The greatsword trembled slightly, and the roar of the behemoth grew louder and louder:

"If you help me break the seal and complete my revenge, I will restore your memories. We could have achieved the result we wanted together!"

"I don't know who's right and who's wrong in your feud, and I don't care." A slight smile played on Surtr's lips.

She tightened her grip on the trembling greatsword with her fingertips, forcefully suppressing the restless beast.

Surtr's voice was calm, yet filled with unparalleled pride and domineering presence:

"I don't like the choice you gave me, and I don't want it. Now there are better choices in front of me."

"I am Surtr. Now, your abilities and name are mine too. Only I can decide who I am."

The behemoth fell silent.

But Surtr didn't stop talking.

“You’re trying to use me, you’re trying to command me.” Surtr held his sword horizontally in front of him, his steps unwavering. “No, to be precise, you’re trying to dominate me, but I’ve learned a lot along the way from Rhodes Island and from the friends I’ve met along the way.”

I understand the importance and significance of freedom, behemoth. If you dare to try any more of these petty tricks, I won't hesitate to use your power to utterly annihilate you.

“You are destined never to find your past,” the behemoth threatened.

“But my future belongs only to me,” Surtr replied confidently.

The giant beast could no longer speak.

Surtr tilted his head slightly and let out a soft hum.

The next second, the greatsword she was holding horizontally in front of her got stuck in the rock wall as she walked, and Surtr, caught off guard, slammed his own flesh and blood hard into the back of the sword.

Behemoth: “…”

Sami: "..."

Surtr crouched on the ground, clutching his stomach and hissing in pain.

Just then, Surtr heard a sound coming from above. She looked up despite the pain and saw that the ancient trees were twisting.

A piece of soft, cool bark fell off and landed right in front of Surtr.

"Is this for me to use as an ice pack? Thank you."

Surtr didn't try to be brave; she picked up some bark and pressed it against her stomach, the cool touch quickly easing her pain.

She also noticed the words engraved on the tree bark.

“Rhodes Island, the North… what does that mean?” Surtr frowned in confusion.

The voice above my head rang out again.

A series of small stones landed on Surtr's head as if in a fit of pique.

Before Surtr could get angry, she noticed that the pebbles were precisely arranged into new characters on the ground.

"Doctor, Skadi, the North, look for me, I'm in danger..."

Chapter 1017 Keep a close eye on Remiuan, this is how Fiameta is used!

A document was placed in front of Qi Yan, interrupting his work as he was writing furiously at his desk.

Remian explained, "As the president of the Terra Federation, you must personally review all matters finalized after the World Summit."

"To Aizer, I'm busy."

Qi Yan pushed the obstructive document aside.

A handsome but frail face peeked out from the mountain of documents on the desk next to his.

With dark circles under his eyes, a blank stare, and a vacant expression, Aizel looked as if he had just stepped out of an adult anime world.

Remien glanced at the handsome young man who had been so charming just a few days ago, then looked away with a sigh of relief and slammed her hand on the table.

She spoke up for Ezel:

"You, who should be hanging from a street lamp as an ornament, haven't you let Aizer rest these past few days?"

“How could that be? I have him and Fiameta take turns every day,” Qi Yan immediately protested loudly.

"...Is that so?"

Remy's face flushed with embarrassment as she realized she had misunderstood Qi Yan.

But she soon realized something was wrong.

If the two of them were taking turns being Qi Yan's assistants, why would Aizel be so weak?

Just as she was thinking this, the office door was pushed open, and Fiameta slowly walked in.

"I'm here to hand over my shift," she said, striding towards Aizer.

Then, with Remien as their witness, Fiameta clenched her fist and encouraged Aizel:

"Keep going, I believe in you, you can do it."

After saying that, Fiameta turned and left.

"See, I told you there was a shift system. That's how Fiameta uses it," Qi Yan said with satisfaction.

Remien exploded on the spot: "You two, don't go too far! No matter how easy-going Aizel is, you can't bully him like this!"

She pushed her wheelchair to Ezel's desk and gave him an order:

"Go and get some rest. I'll take care of these things for you. Don't be too lenient with Qi Yan, or you'll exhaust yourself."

“Thank you, Miss Remiu, but it’s actually alright. I did get some rest.” Aizel explained with a wry smile, “The reason I’m not feeling well today isn’t because of work, but because I overheard Qi Yan humming the 'Latland Dessert Ode' yesterday.”

"What are you saying?! What kind of talk is that?!"

Qi Yan was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table.

Remi's little face scrunched up slightly.

She was puzzled.

The song's title suggests it should be a lighthearted track, so why did Aizel feel like he'd been tortured by seven or eight people talking all night after listening to it?

But Remienne is a clever girl.

She understood one thing deeply.

Don't ask about things you shouldn't know.

"Ahem, it seems I misunderstood." Remien changed her tune. "I have another question. Aizer, weren't you temporarily taking over Qi Yan's secretary duties? Why is all the work piling up on you? Qi Yan, what exactly are you busy with?"

"Of course, it's the most important task."

Qi Yan pushed forward the half-finished plan he had written.

Remyn curiously pushed her wheelchair over, picked up the proposal, and after glancing at it briefly, she couldn't help but scrunch up her little face again.

"Latland's tribute list, a sniper rifle, Letania's tribute list, Qi Yan's national tour, Columbia's tribute list, Dorothy, the head of the Rhine Life Originium Arts Application Department, Yan Kingdom's tribute list... What is all this?!"

Remyanne couldn't stand it anymore after reading half of it, and said in a fit of rage, "You're clearly using this as an opportunity to make money and abuse your power for personal gain. How can you do something like this so openly?"

"Any questions? No questions!"

Before Leimian could refute him, Qi Yan smiled and spread his hands, saying, "Everything should be considered from multiple perspectives. It may seem that I am abusing my power for personal gain, but in reality... I am indeed abusing my power for personal gain."

Remy: "..."

"But sometimes, this is an essential step."

"What do you mean?"

“If I really abandon my responsibilities and do nothing, it will only make this so-called association more disunited. Only if I accept their benefits will they feel at ease.”

Remien frowned slightly.

She actually felt that Qi Yan's remarks contained some fallacies.

Before Remianne could fully grasp the intricacies of human relationships involved, there was another knock on her office door.

With Qi Yan's permission, the door was pushed open, and the captain of the Victorian delegation entered the room.

"Lord Qi Yan, I have some questions I'd like to ask you privately," she said respectfully.

Qi Yan glanced at Remian and Ezel, who nodded, turned around and left, closing the door behind them.

Qi Yan pointed to the sofa in the room and said: