Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"Where is His Excellency the Shapeshifter?" Dalio changed his question.

Jody looked away and answered honestly:

"He said he was going to the VIP stands at the top of the tower to have some fun. Now that the battle is over, he should be back soon."

"We're back, we're back, we're back."

As soon as Jody finished speaking, the shapeshifter jogged back down the stairs from the upper floor.

Without Kal'tsit needing to speak, he said as if he had foreseen the future:

"Without a doubt, Qi Yan had another argument with the Witch King, and he was kicked out as a malicious act of revenge by the Witch King."

Kal'tsit sighed:

"In this deep-sea area, even we could lose our way. Will Qi Yan be able to come back?"

“He can’t come back, but we can go find him.” The shapeshifter said with a smile. “The direction Qi Yan flew off in is exactly where the Fool is.”

"Was this also within Qi Yan's expectations?" Dario exclaimed in admiration.

Kal'tsit, too lazy to correct these trivial misunderstandings, commanded:

“Dario, and Gretia, take some men and bring Qi Yan back. You must warn him that whatever plans he has, he must communicate with me first before they can be implemented.”

We're continuing to handle the aftermath at the lighthouse. Jody just discovered the lighthouse's communication records, which contain a lot of significant information.

Dario immediately nodded in agreement.

"Oh no! Something's happened!"

Just as he turned to act, the shapeshifter suddenly cried out in surprise.

Everyone's eyes immediately locked onto the shapeshifter.

Facing the scrutinizing gazes of the crowd, the shapeshifter spread his hands innocently and said:

"It wasn't us who had an accident, it was the Fool that had an accident. Qi Yan actually crashed headfirst into the ship, smashing an irreparable hole in the hull."

The Fool, which had remained unsinkable for decades after the Great Silence, began its sinking countdown immediately after its first meeting with Qi Yan.

Chapter 1055 The Fall of Sargon

Seawater gushed in from the cave entrance, violently washing over Qi Yan's buttocks.

His white tail swayed like water plants in the flowing water.

"Glug, glug glug..."

As Qi Yan blew bubbles, he pulled his head out of the pile of wooden crates he had smashed, successfully allowing himself to breathe fresh air again.

"Witch King, you bastard, you've smashed my ship!"

Qi Yan stood up, grumbling and cursing, while soaking in the water at the bottom of the cabin.

Within seconds, the seawater rushing in from the hole had already submerged the room up to Qi Yan's knees.

The Witch King hummed and hawed in Qi Yan's mind:

"I was just trying to prevent you from getting lost again, and you don't even understand my good intentions. Besides, it was you who smashed this ship."

"Don't force me to throw you to the giant white rabbit!"

The Witch King decided to stop while he was ahead, lest Qi Yan really drag him out and cause him trouble.

Seeing the Witch King become obedient, Qi Yan twitched his wolf ears and carefully analyzed their current situation:

"The Fool, according to Captain Alfonso's naming convention, he named the various parts of the Fool after the countries of Terra, so which country should this be?"

He tried hard to recall the national map of this land.

"The lowest level corresponds to the south of the map, Iberia?"

"No, Alfonso must have named Iberia at the core of the Fool, so this must be... the Sauron!"

"Holy crap, I smashed Sargon to pieces!"

Qi Yan nervously grabbed her hair, searching everywhere for something that could plug the hole.

Unfortunately, this place was clearly just a storage room, with scattered wooden crates piled up together. Obviously, these things alone were not enough to withstand the pressure of the seawater.

Just then, the tightly closed door was suddenly opened from the outside.

The seawater that had been accumulating inside the room found an outlet and rushed out all at once.

"Qi Yan, come out quickly."

The shapeshifter waved at Qi Yan through the water: "You made too much noise just now. The first mate of the Fool is on his way from Victoria. He has just passed Siesta and will be in Minos soon."

Qi Yan ran out with the current, nervously saying:

"Which way do we run?"

"Let's go to Columbia to lay low for a while." The shapeshifter slammed the door shut again, trying to slow the floodwaters from engulfing the Fool. "If the first mate catches up later, we can smuggle ourselves from Sami to Ursus."

Ursus has a large area and a large number of weapons. We can attack or defend as we please, and we will definitely be able to withstand the pursuit from Iberia.

"Great, we are saved."

Qi Yan was overjoyed and took a step to rush out.

The shapeshifter quickly shouted:

"Come back, that's Minos over there, Columbia is on the other side."

"Mistakes."

Qi Yan turned back, and the two began their escape plan around Terra along the corridor.

Not long after the two fled the scene, a humanoid creature rushed over.

This creature has human limbs and body, but its skin is as smooth as that of a marine creature, with an eerie, dark blue hue. Its head is ferocious like that of a crocodile, its mouth is full of sharp teeth, and its back is covered with a large number of twisted tentacles.

Yet this strange creature was dressed in simple clothes like a human, with a pocket watch hanging from its belt, and a crown made of coral grass and a tattered veil on its head.

"Gah...the ship has been attacked."

The strange creature spoke in human language: "Could it be that the group of sea creatures that suddenly left have returned?"

Thinking this, it cautiously opened the door in front of it, and the next second, a large amount of seawater rushed in, knocking it over.

"Oh no, the hull is breached!"

It struggled to its feet and, with all its might, closed the door again.

Seeing the mess in the corridor and the seawater still seeping in through the cracks in the door, it realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly turned to find the captain to report it.

The Fool's ship has a complex and intricate structure, yet the strange creatures seemed completely oblivious, navigating its familiar passages to the entrance of a large hall in the middle of the ship.

As it pushed open the massive doors of the hall, golden light poured out and bathed its body.

The strange creature entered this magnificent hall, which would have shocked any nobleman on land. It walked on the clean and tidy floor, passed through the load-bearing pillars that looked like they were cast in gold, and came to the golden staircase surrounded by lights.

It looked up, its gaze passing through the swaying gauze curtains at the top of the steps, and saw the golden throne and a figure sitting on it.

“Ga... Hu”

Inhuman voices came from the mouth of this strange creature.

"Garcia, my first mate, it seems you've discovered something."

A majestic voice emanated from the figure atop the golden throne.

Garcia lowered his head, uttering meaningless roars.

But the figure on the golden throne seemed to understand, and chuckled in denial:

"It's not those damned monsters, it's others, remnants of the old era, who have come uninvited, set foot on our territory, and invaded our golden age of Iberia!"

Garcia let out an anxious roar.

His roar was met with a voice filled with anger.

"Yes, these villains have ruined Sargon under the name of Iberia."

The figure stood up and stepped out of the tent: "Everything here belongs to my Iberia, including those invaders."

We should punish those ignorant invaders! Come, my Garcia, hunt with me!

Garcia growled, his gaze fixed on the tall figure emerging from the curtain with fervor.

That figure was the captain of the ship, the Alfonso that Qi Yan had mentioned.

Wearing a worn-out classic sailor outfit, Alfonso's white beard and hair were not meticulously groomed, yet they perfectly highlighted his arrogance and unruliness.

He is a Plume, with huge bull horns on his head that exude a powerful and beautiful aura. Combined with the strong muscles unique to the Plume race, Alfonso naturally possesses a breathtaking sense of power.

But what is most striking is Alfonso's left arm.

The sleeves were already torn to shreds, and a bizarre, sea-like arm grew out of Alfonso's body as if pieced together, its sharp nails and twisted tentacles adding to his terrifying appearance.

“Let’s go, Garcia, my first mate.” Alfonso descended the golden steps, raising his scimitar. “In my Iberia, no one can escape. Their laughable struggles are nothing but self-amusement under my nose.”

We'll go to Colombia and wait for the invaders to come to us before they arrive.

Garcia followed closely beside Alfonso, heading towards the entrance of the golden hall.

After walking a short distance, it suddenly realized something was wrong.

With a low growl, it turned and ran to the Golden Throne, rummaged through the paper and pen, and wrote a line of distorted words on it.

After finishing writing, it hurriedly ran to Alfonso's side and held the paper up to his eyes.

The boat needs repairs.

Alfonso: "...Go hunt down the intruders first, otherwise these ungrateful bastards will only cause more destruction."

As he spoke, a surge of resentment welled up in Alfonso's heart.

Is it easy for him and Garcia to maintain such a large ship?

They cleaned the floors themselves, cleaned the ceiling themselves, and even applied lubricant to the rusty door hinges themselves!

These damn invaders!

Chapter 1056 The Slaughterer, Fifth Stage, Makes a Grand Debut!

Qi Yan suddenly sneezed, rubbing his nose and muttering:

"What the hell? Which bastard is talking about me behind my back?"

"Could it be the Doctor?" the shapeshifter speculated.

“No way.” Qi Yan was quite certain. “If it were that idiot, with his vocabulary and aggression, I would have sneezed at least four or five times.”

"That must be Captain Alfonso."

The shapeshifter led the way, slowly recounting his experiences over the past few days: "On such a large ship, only he and the first mate are left alive, yet they insist on naming all the blocks after Iberia as nations, playing the role of rulers every day."

Qi Yan exclaimed dreamily, "How handsome! It makes me want to sneak into the Golden Hall and sit on the Golden Toilet."

The shapeshifter sneered, mercilessly exposing the hardships behind Alfonso's role-playing:

“Bend over every day to wipe the floor, that’s handling domestic affairs; hang yourself on the hull of the ship to clean barnacles, that’s driving out the Tartars; carry a paint bucket around to touch up paint, that’s large-scale construction.”

As they talked, the shapeshifter remembered something else:

"And these past few days, because of your words and Ital's call, most of the Sea Sieges have jumped ship and fled."

"Our Lord of Iberia, the successor of the Golden Age, Captain Alfonso and his first mate have been starving for days; yesterday's dinner consisted of barnacles snatched from the ship's hull."

Qi Yan: "..."

Even with his limited conscience, he felt a pang of pity.

"Why don't we go back and apologize to Alfonso properly?"

Qi Yan put his little brain to work and suggested, "Since I asked you to send Amaya's little bird onto the ship, we can treat Alfonso to a whole roasted bird."

After saying that, he really turned around and started to go back the way he came.

The shapeshifter followed in his footsteps, reminding him:

"Although Amaya has joined the Haizi camp, she is still a human being biologically speaking. Alfonso, although biologically a Haizi, still considers himself human. In other words, he will not eat Amaya."