Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Seeing that Clementine's arrogance had been worn down, Kal'tsit stepped in to help her out of the predicament.

Under Clementine's bewildered gaze, Kal'tsit stepped forward, picked up the megaphone, and said calmly:

"Qi Yan, have the Hai Si disperse first, then come over and talk slowly."

"But my feathers..."

"If you insist on talking about feathers now, then I don't mind talking to you about the Fool."

There was no further sound from Qi Yan's side.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, a white-haired Lupo emerged from the Fool's Ship with two companions and slowly swam over at a frustrating pace.

To be precise, it was Qi Yan who single-handedly slowed down Shuiyue and the shapeshifters.

He frantically paddled in the seawater with his hands and feet in a standard dog paddle, swimming for a while and then taking a break to grab a special sea cucumber that carried air and take a few deep breaths.

Kal'tsit's gaze swept over the three of them, and she immediately noticed that Qi Lin was not there.

She frowned and pondered for a moment, as if she had realized something, and then gave a soft, cold snort.

Clementa looked at the dog that had nearly drowned several times and began to question the meaning of life.

She had accepted the fact that she was in a passive position, but she couldn't accept the fact that she was being so ruthlessly suppressed by this thing!

In her imagination, Qi Yan was a Terra overlord with a graceful demeanor, a deep and calm temperament like the ocean, and a natural leader's aura. Losing to such a person would not make her feel resentful; on the contrary, she would feel respect.

But now, a little manta ray has gently shattered.

Goredia stepped forward and placed her hand on her best friend's shoulder, suppressing a laugh as she comforted her:

"Don't be discouraged. This is just the 'first meeting Qi Yan syndrome.' You just need to get used to it and accept that Qi Yan is an unusual person, and you'll recover quickly."

This land is still this land; everything you've experienced in the past was not an illusion. We still need to face the future with all our might.

Clementine: "..."

In the sea, Shuiyue couldn't bear to watch any longer and took the initiative to pull Qiyan to speed up.

The three successfully passed through the port of Milliuyam while Clementa tried to compose herself.

As soon as the product landed, a cacophony of alarms sounded, and a large number of automated equipment immediately locked onto the Water Moon.

"What's going on?!" Clementa exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't be nervous, it's just because Mizuki is a Sea Heir," Kal'tsit explained.

"Oh, it's just Hai Si... What the heck?!"

Clementa's image was shattered at that moment.

Qi Yan didn't even glance at the alarms and weapons around him, and strode arrogantly to Kal'tsit.

"How was my performance this time?" Qi Yan had a 'praise me' look on his face. "I didn't get lost, and I didn't run around. I came back obediently."

"Where's Qi Lin?" Kal'tsit asked expressionlessly.

"Texas ran into some trouble, and she went to help," Qi Yan explained earnestly. "It really is something important; I'm not just making things up!"

Kal'tsit, you know me, I, Qi Xiaobai, never lie!

Kal'tsit's initial answer suddenly began to waver, and she looked at the shapeshifter with suspicion.

“Kal'tsit, you know us,” the shapeshifter said casually. “We’ve already had the Kazdel individuals contact the natural healers; the situation is indeed very serious.”

Kal'tsit became even more suspicious and finally looked at the only one among the three who had a conscience.

“Dr. Kal'tsit, you know me.” Mizuki gave a harmless smile. “I would never side with Qi Yan just to protect the game console!”

Chapter 1092 Since there's no way to resist, just enjoy it.

Kal'tsit tried to calm herself down from her urge to spew out riddles.

There are still outsiders here, so let's save some face for Qi Yan, even though this thing seems to have absolutely no such thing.

"We'll talk about it more when we get back to Rhodes Island."

Kal'tsit gave the three treacherous individuals a threatening look, then turned to look at Clementine again.

“I think we can go back and continue the unfinished meeting now.” She naturally became the one giving orders.

“…Okay.” Clementa could only obediently lie down and let him have his way.

She waved weakly at Sikunda, signaling Sikunda to temporarily take control of the situation in Agor.

Then she looked at Gretia.

Goredia: ?

"Promise me you'll take some intelligence-related courses sometime, okay?" Clementsa said through gritted teeth.

After being publicly criticized by her best friend, Goredia could only look away helplessly.

It's not that her intelligence summary was wrong.

The key point is that when she was on land, she really didn't expect there to be such an outrageous person as Qi Yan.

While Qi Yan was causing trouble with the land people, she... was shopping for clothes with Laurentina.

Later, when she came into contact with Qi Yan on the sea, she was attracted by Qi Yan's combat performance. More importantly, Qi Yan did not say that he knew more about Agor's plans than she, an Agorian!

Thinking of this, Goredia glared back instantly:

"Regarding the waterway plan, I think I need to discuss it with you in detail."

Clementine was publicly rebuked by her best friend and immediately realized that she was the one who had been up to no good, so she could only look away guiltily.

The group of people around silently finished eating the gossip about the best friend tearing each other apart, and suddenly felt that the trip was worthwhile.

Qi Yan smacked his lips in satisfaction and followed the group toward the conference hall, his eyes filled with curiosity as he wandered through the underwater city.

The Lateran envoy sneakily tugged at Qi Yan's sleeve, then pointed to a tree-shaped sculpture not far away, winking and giving him a knowing look.

Qi Yan looked over and his eyes widened instantly:

"nice one!"

"Right, right? Should we think of a way to blow him up?" the Lateran envoy exclaimed excitedly.

Qi Yan slapped him across the face, saying with exasperation:

"That's a work of art; it can't be repaired once it's blown up!"

"What should I do?"

"Let's think of a way to move it and put it in the dorm. Wouldn't that instantly boost the atmosphere?"

"Hiss... I don't understand, but it seems to make sense."

Clementa walked at the front of the group, struggling to suppress the urge to turn around and curse the two of them.

Don't you guys discuss these kinds of things in secret?

Before she could compose herself, she noticed that envoys from other countries in the group had inexplicably started discussing something.

"Qi Yan really likes Agor's artwork."

"Speaking of which, after we established diplomatic relations, it's perfectly reasonable for us to bring back some artworks from Agor, isn't it?"

"It seems necessary to send more Lungmen Dollars to support us, and in multiple batches. We don't ask for anything else, just to receive some of Argoll's artwork as a memento each time it's sent. That's reasonable, isn't it!"

"Makes sense!"

Clementa felt like she was going crazy.

You don't even mention any of our many technological products from Agor, but instead you're drooling over those decorative little things!

From a business perspective, this is definitely a good thing.

But Clementa felt she had suffered the greatest insult of her life!

Just as Clementa was about to ask Kal'tsit for help, her hand was gently grasped by Gladys beside her.

Clementa felt a warmth in her heart.

In crucial moments, you still have to rely on your best friend.

She turned her head and was astonished to find that there was no comfort in Gretia's eyes, only endless pity, as if declaring that the real suffering had not yet begun.

"Gentlemen, has any of you been to Agor's Arena of Wits?" Qi Yan suddenly asked the person next to him. "I have some questions I'd like to ask. Could someone show me the way?"

The envoys looked surprised: "You have a question too?"

"Of course, I'm not a god, so there are bound to be things I don't understand."

Qi Yan looked up at the distance with a sad expression: "For example, some things that have been bothering me for a long time. If Kal'tsit cures my mental illness, wouldn't that be depriving me of my right to be mentally challenged?"

Why call it "firefighting" when the task is clearly to put out the fire?

Why isn't a groundhog called a "groundhog"? Why isn't a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) called a "mojiarou" (meat sandwich)?

Why do you call it "air conditioning blowing" when the air conditioner is blowing on me?

Why are places for drinking called nightclubs, but places for spending the night called hotels?

The procession slowly came to a stop, and everyone stared blankly at the sorrowful Qi Yan.

People felt as if something strange was crawling into their brains through their ears, frantically destroying the rationality that existed within them.

"Oh dear! I was wrong! I'll do it again next time... mmm!"

M3 took the rope and cloth strips handed to it by the shapeshifter, skillfully completed the sealing work on Qi Yan, and then hung the excess rope in its mouth, happily looking for a tall building to hang from.

Ten minutes later, everyone finally returned to the conference hall and, with Qi Yan's words on the ceiling as witness, resumed the interrupted meeting.

Clementine remained seated in the main seat, but her demeanor had plummeted to rock bottom, resembling a wronged, submissive wife.

“Ms. Kal’tsit, please state your requirements for this collaboration directly,” Clementsa said resignedly.

Kal'tsit didn't mince words and asked directly:

"What is the current progress of the waterway project?"

"It's still in its early stages, with no more than ten beacons deployed experimentally."

“I hope Agor can stop this project; we have better options.”

"...Do you mean the peace talks with Haisi?" Clementa asked hesitantly. "Mr. Qi Yan's intelligence work has indeed amazed me, but I still don't understand why he is so confident that Haisi will never invade humanity again."

Kal'tsit explained, "Because he knows the nature of the Sea-seed; the Sea-seed is not a weapon of biological extinction."

I also know that the current situation is not what Agor intended; you simply lack the ability to access the answer. But Qi Yan does have it, and he has already achieved initial success.”

"You're saying we don't have that capability..."

Clementa instinctively tightened her grip.

"Mmmmm, Mmmmm!"

Qi Yan, who was on the ceiling, suddenly started to struggle.

Kal'tsit raised an eyebrow. Qi Yan could translate her riddles, but she didn't have Qi Lin's ability to translate Qi Yan's strange cries.

With a wave of her hand, Kal'tsit released M3 to remove the seal on Qi Yan's mouth, and gave Qi Yan a threatening look, signaling him to speak.

Seeing this, Qi Yan had no choice but to obediently open the box:

"In a sense, Agor's original intention was to let Haizi destroy Terra."

Everyone in the meeting room: !

Clementine: ?

"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Clementa denied it repeatedly, daring not to take the blame.

"Little devil, don't be afraid. I'm not talking about you. I'm saying there are bad people in your Agor!"

Qi Yan swung leisurely on the ceiling, chuckling, "The bad guy is your Agor's ancestor, the founder of the Battle of Wits, Maritus. Back then, when he was licking the ashes of the ancient civilization at the bottom of the sea, he lost all his sanity because he faced Isamara and the truth of the destruction of the ancient civilization."

He has now joined the large group, transformed into a special sea creature, and arranged the scene where you, Agor, killed Isamara back then, but in reality, he was using the opportunity to send Isamara ashore.

He believed that since even the prehistoric civilizations were wiped out, Terra was surely doomed. Therefore, he hoped that Isamara would witness the ugliness of humanity on land and, upon returning to the Horde, begin the work of indiscriminate assimilation.

“The sage Maritus…” Clementa was so shocked by the news that she almost lost her ability to think.

Unfortunately, Qi Yan's unpacking of boxes didn't stop there: