Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

The shapeshifter smiled slightly.

The two looked at each other through the gauze curtain and spoke at the same time.

"We immediately sent some individuals deep into the ice field to find the doctor, inform him of the situation, and ask him to come up with a solution."

“I’ll go straight to the Agorians’ territory and beat them up, cripple them so they can’t ever jump around again.”

Shapeshifter: "..."

Qi Yan: "..."

The Golden Hall was completely silent.

Then two angry gasps rang out simultaneously.

Qi Yan angrily stood up from the golden throne, pointed at the shapeshifter, and shouted:

"I thought you understood me, but I never expected you to still harbor such thoughts about the Doctor!"

The shapeshifter awkwardly clenched his teeth and retorted:

"Your actions are even more Agorous than Agor's!"

Qi Yan roared angrily: "Who are you calling Agor? Every single one of you is Agor!"

The shapeshifter was equally enraged: "Your insults are too foul! You are a bunch of gods!"

Chapter 1061 Communication

In the Golden Hall, the argument between Qi Yan and the shapeshifter broke out suddenly, catching everyone off guard.

The conflict between the two ended just as suddenly, before anyone could react.

Qi Yan stood barefoot where the shapeshifter had just been, casually flicked his black-dyed bangs, and gave the shapeshifter, who had flown to the ceiling, the middle finger.

Even when the shapeshifter flies up and its head is stuck in the ceiling, it will still stubbornly retaliate with two middle fingers in mid-air.

Qi Yan glared at him and raised two middle fingers in return.

The shapeshifter's body writhed, and eight arms, like those of a crab, sprouted out, all pointing the middle finger at each other.

Qi Yan: "...You're awesome!"

Since the middle finger couldn't compete with this thing, Qi Yan decisively chose to temporarily avoid the fray.

He turned around and climbed back up the golden steps, casually ripped off the cumbersome gauze curtain, and plopped back down on his beloved golden toilet.

Grandia and Alfonso looked up at the shapeshifter planted in the ceiling and swallowed in unison.

These two people have two things in common.

Firstly, both of them have Hai Si's household registration. If they weren't unwilling to give up their human dignity, they would have already fallen into Hai Si's arms.

Secondly... both of them had been beaten up by shapeshifters.

The shapeshifter who could now overpower two people was kicked into the ceiling by Qi Yan during a playful exchange because of a careless remark.

"...Lord Qi Yan."

Grandia's tone softened noticeably: "You say that may all be established facts, and I will not deny it, but things have come to this point, and Hai Si and humanity are destined to stand on opposite sides."

I still hope that you will calm down and carefully consider how we should approach Haisi's explosive evolution.

Alfonso shrank back and turned to look at Dario and the others.

He called out, “You are also Iberians. Even if you did not experience the disaster firsthand, you must have seen it in history books. Don’t you want to try to persuade your fellow countryman?”

Dario gave a wry smile.

Are they qualified to advise Qi Yan?

The reason this person has achieved his current status, where he is treated with utmost respect and deference wherever he goes, is not because of anything else, but because he has subdued the nations of this land with his own fists!

From crushing the Cataclysmic powerhouse Talulah in Chernobog, to suppressing the Twin Queens in Letania, then single-handedly holding up Londinium, trampling the Cataclysmic underfoot, and toying with the two royal courts like playthings, and Theresis's personal experience of going from the Stairway to Godhood to tilling the garden fields...

"Captain Alfonso, I trust Lord Qi Yan's judgment. Why don't we calm down and listen to his analysis?"

Dario followed his heart and began to persuade Alfonso.

Faced with Dario's choice, Alfonso gritted his teeth.

Have the Iberians of today forgotten what pride is?

Back in the golden age of Iberia, their invincible land-based warships could sail directly to the capital, Victoria!

He looked up at the figure occupying his throne.

"Your name is Qi Yan, right?" Alfonso said through gritted teeth. "What exactly are you planning to do? Just say it outright."

Everyone present, even the shapeshifters on the ceiling, secretly peeked out to look at Alfonso.

No wonder he was written into the history books of Iberia!

Even admitting defeat is done with such domineering confidence!

Qi Yan sat on the throne with his legs crossed, smiling as he looked at the stubborn Alfonso.

He took out the crystal formed from M3 from his pocket and toyed with it between his fingertips, his calm voice echoing throughout the golden hall:

"Since Kal'tsit isn't here and no one can control me, I'll be frank with you all. I'm going to protect Hai Si this time."

"I don't care what grudges you have against Haisi, but on matters concerning the entire Terra, I hope you won't force me to take action."

Goredia frowned.

“Lord Qi Yan, I am not someone obsessed with hatred,” she asked. “I just don’t understand, what gives you the confidence that you can communicate with Hai Si?”

Is it difficult to communicate with Haisi?

Qi Yan scratched his head in confusion and waved towards the door of the Golden Hall: "Stop hiding, show yourself, little darling!"

Everyone looked over there.

An elegant Liberian woman walked slowly in from outside the door.

Amaya slightly raised her chin and calmly gazed at Qi Yan on the throne.

Just as she was about to speak, Qi Yan preemptively threw out the M3:

"What kind of eyesore is this? Take her away from me!"

Amaya: ?!

Without any chance to struggle, Amaya screamed as M3 grabbed her by the collar and flung her to the ceiling to keep the shapeshifters company.

After Amaya gave way, everyone noticed that a special sea creature was standing outside the door.

Grétia and Alfonso, the two unlucky guys who had been beaten up before, immediately tensed up.

"Good boy, Tu Yu, come here and let me pet you." Qi Yan smiled and beckoned.

The Butcher looked around, seemingly a little unaccustomed to the room full of his fellow countrymen and food, but eventually jogged over to the foot of the throne.

"Are you Qi Yan?" it asked, looking up at the tree.

"Why be so formal? I might have even held you when you were little," Qi Yan said with a chuckle. "Back then, I visited a large online group and taught you how to meow, hoping to get a newbie status. Do you remember?"

"It's you! Sir!"

Tu Yuzhe's spirits lifted, and he immediately jogged up the steps to Qi Yan's feet.

"Yoshi yoshi yoshi!"

Qi Yan kept praising the fish head as he began to angrily rub it.

Everyone was dumbfounded by the harmonious scene of the human and the fish getting along.

Goredia's breathing trembled with excitement.

This wasn't the case before!

At that moment, it was muttering things like "fellow countrymen," "returning to the herd," and "hunting," when it rushed up and started beating her!

"Good boy, tell me how life has been in the sea lately?"

Qi Yan didn't care what the others thought. He picked up the Butcher, who was about the size of a small wolfhound, and put him on his lap, rubbing him while chatting about everyday things.

The butcher rubbed against Qi Yan's legs a couple of times, finding a comfortable position, and obediently replied:

"The large group awaits the answer; its brethren are diligently feeding, accumulating nutrients, and continuously evolving."

"How are those meowing sea cats doing now?"

"Evolution is not feasible and has been abandoned," the Butcher replied truthfully. "The Horde now only has Ital, who is unwilling to abolish that kind of evolution. It did not answer the Horde, and the Horde does not know its answer."

"That's it..."

Qi Yan pursed his lips helplessly.

He had underestimated the situation in his previous attempt.

There are indeed many cases of domestication in the course of civilization, but these are limited to situations where one side overwhelmingly surpasses the other, and the domesticated side is a non-intelligent race.

Sea brethren are clearly not in the tameable group.

"How long will it take for Ital to seek answers at the Deep Blue Tree?" Qi Yan asked again.

"Soon, the creatures called Agor possessed special skills; they could transform matter into non-material forms for transportation. The large swarm had already mastered this technique."

The Butcher casually revealed information that caused Gretia and the others to change their expressions drastically.

Chapter 1062 The Age of Exploration for Hai Si

Dario and the cavalry were visibly shocked.

The information contained in the butcher's short sentence was truly terrifying.

The technology of transporting matter by transforming it into a non-material form seemed like a fantasy to land-based nations.

But Agor had already mastered this technology, and not only that, Haisi had also learned it!

Dario had already begun to imagine war between the land and the sea creatures. Just as his warriors were getting ready at the front, bad news came from the rear: a group of sea creatures, whose origins were unknown, had begun to build nests in the capitals of various countries.

Thinking of this, Dario shuddered and instantly made up his mind.

He stepped forward and said loudly:

"Lord Qi Yan, I think your plan is excellent. Hai Si has been a part of Terra since ancient times. We should cherish peace and work together for the future!"

The cavalrymen shouted in unison.

"Go cool off somewhere else," Qi Yan waved dismissively at the group.

Dario awkwardly stepped aside.

Gladys nervously tried to take Dario's place and explain the dangers of Hai Si's crazy evolution, but Dario, who was stepping down, held her arm.

“Madam, Agor’s technology is indeed astonishing, but Lord Qi Yan previously revealed information about Hai Si to us.”

Dario whispered reassuringly, "This level of evolution is not an exaggeration for Hai Si. Please remain calm."

Goredia stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

This group of Haisi has already stolen one of Agor's core technologies, isn't that an exaggeration?

So what do you want?

Are you only starting to get anxious now that Hai Si is flying into the sky?

The musketeers surrounded her and blocked her way.

“Madam, there’s no use in being anxious now; what’s done is done,” a cavalryman reassured her. “Let’s hear what Lord Qi Yan has to say first.”

While Gretia and the others were arguing, Qi Yan was still chatting casually with the Butcher as if nothing had happened.

"I have something I'd like to discuss with you all," Qi Yan said slowly, fiddling with the tail fin of the Butcher. "I'm not going to return Isamara to you for the time being. As compensation, I can find a helper to come and teach Ital how to be born."

"Sir, do you know where Isamara is?" The Butcher immediately identified the key point.

"He's playing with pigeons north of Terra."

Qi Yan grasped the tail fin of the Butcher, which suddenly became excited: "I don't like His answer. The future of Hai Si should be in the stars and the sea, not fixated on such a tiny, broken planet as Terra."

The butcher tilted his head, trying to think.