Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"Not only that, but this guy founded the Deep Sea Church, and he's currently hiding near Milliuyam, just waiting for your shipping route plan to be implemented step by step so he can reap the rewards."

"How dare he!" Clementa roared in anger.

“Not only did he dare, he also tried to abduct your accomplices!” Qi Yan continued, “Brandus, the core technical staff of your shipping route plan and Ulpian’s best friend, is the key figure in the Maritus conspiracy.”

Clementine: "..."

She couldn't say a word anymore.

Besides the shock, a feeling she had never experienced before welled up inside her.

This feeling of not needing to think at all, just lying there and waiting for information to be stuffed into your mouth...

Chapter 1093 Reunion of old friends

Ulpian pulled his hat brim down low.

He walked cautiously through the streets of Millyuyam, his steps hurried, his target the core building of the airway project: the beacon launch silo.

He had been eavesdropping on Qi Yan's opening of the box outside the city the whole time.

Without needing Qi Yan to personally feed him all the information, Ulpian immediately and astutely considered a key figure.

"The Deepsea Hunter's loophole, the aura of the Sea Heir, symbiosis..."

Ulpian bypassed all surveillance equipment and successfully entered the beacon silo.

“Brandus, you shouldn’t have made this choice, but no one but you can integrate these results into the waterway plan.”

Ulpian's muttering to himself revealed a complex emotion.

He had known Brandos for a long time.

From the time Agor drafted the Deepsea Hunter Plan and became the first Deepsea Hunter, to the continuous expansion of the Deepsea Hunter team, and finally stepping onto the battlefield to conquer the Seaborne Generation...

There was always a figure by Ulpian's side.

Even though Ulpian had been away from home for many years, he still vividly remembered the seriousness with which his friend debated with him, as well as that terrible sense of humor.

"Brandus..."

Ulpian adjusted his hat brim again, his footsteps moving silently, like a ghost, across the floor that gleamed with a cold metallic sheen.

Ulbian was familiar with the structure of the beacon silo, so he knew he couldn't possibly infiltrate it without leaving a trace on his own, but he never intended to hide his whereabouts.

With an air of utter force, Ulpian arrived at the door of the building's core control room.

No alarms sounded.

The control room door was opened from the inside.

The hum of numerous machines hurriedly escaped through the crack in the door. A holographic nautical chart occupied nearly a quarter of the control room. A familiar figure from Ulpian stood quietly in the center of the control room, gazing up at the nautical chart in front of him.

"You're back."

Brandos greeted him softly.

As he spoke, he turned around, showing no surprise that Ulbian had found him so quickly.

Brandos knew Ulpian, and he had overheard Qi Yan's unrestrained remarks outside the city. Even then, he realized that Ulpian would come looking for him as quickly as possible.

Ulpian met his old friend's gaze and couldn't help but be taken aback.

The person in front of him still looked the same as he remembered, with messy blue hair, as if he was too lazy to take care of it, but it was as clean as the scientific researcher's uniform he was wearing.

But the person in front of me was quite different from the one I remembered. Faint stubble and obvious wrinkles had long since taken up his face. His once bright purple eyes seemed to be covered by a thin film, devoid of any spirit, and an inescapable sense of haggardness enveloped his entire body.

"...It's Deepsea Hunter's adaptive contact technology, right?"

After a brief moment of surprise, Ulpian, without any preamble, went straight to the point and asked, "That technology that can balance the deep-sea hunters and the sea-breeding cells—I was the first living test subject back then, and there were some unexpected accidents."

That's why my identity is now accepted by Haisi, and you're using this principle to try and replicate the accident that happened to me onto others.

Brandos was already used to Ulpian's personality.

He nodded with a faint smile and said:

"That's the general idea, but the phenomenon that once appeared in your body is no longer a coincidence. I have never stopped researching it since you left."

Ulbian frowned: "The Deepsea Hunter program wasn't restarted after that battle... You're experimenting on yourself?"

He finally understood why his old friend looked so haggard.

Brandos was not a deep-sea hunter; he was just an ordinary Agor researcher whose physical condition could even be described as frail.

"You degrade your body like this just to surrender to Haisi?" Ulbian said coldly. "In my memory, you shouldn't be the type to make this kind of choice."

"Surrender? I don't think so."

Brandos turned around, his fingers lightly brushing against the metal instrument beside him.

A cold touch came from his fingertips; his expression was neither sad nor happy as he recalled:

"After that operation that wiped out the new generation, all the hunters disappeared without a trace, and Agor quickly confirmed your deaths."

What happened next is unnecessary to recount. The Sealings were not eliminated; their counterattack became even more terrifying. Agor attempted to restart the Deepsea Hunter program, but I refused.

“You never agreed with this plan in the first place,” Ulbian chimed in.

“Yes, I’ve had my doubts about this plan from the very beginning.” Brandos looked up at the nautical chart in the room. “Agor shouldn’t be pushing through a plan that distorts the trajectory of evolution and sacrifices the humanity of his fellow citizens.”

I'm willing to help you simply because you're in charge of this project. And since you're going to be the first hunter, I'll do my best to cooperate with you.

But in reality, you can't completely trust this plan either, can you?

“I have no intention of arguing with you at this moment.” Ulpian seemed to have no interest in reminiscing.

"I see... I thought this would be a pretty good welcoming ceremony for you."

Brandos chuckled softly, but his laughter carried a heavy sense of suppressed emotion.

"Compared to Qi Yan's lack of seriousness, your sense of humor is even worse," Ulbian couldn't help but retort.

Then he strode forward, stood before Brandos, and met his old friend's weary eyes.

His tone left no room for refusal: "Stop your plans, and then come with me to meet some people."

"I think some people might not want to see this outcome."

Brandos pointed to the surveillance footage beside him.

Ulpian had already taken in those images, his gaze remaining fixed on them.

“These intruders are not Coast Guard personnel.”

"They are the Church of the Deep Sea."

"You've joined the Deep Sea Church?" Ulpian's tone showed a noticeable change for the first time.

Brandos shook his head: "I don't know why they've targeted me. They're just unilaterally covering up my plans, and..."

"All I need to know is the answer."

Ulpian interrupted Brandos' explanation, stretched his wrists, and turned to shield his old friend behind him.

The door to the control room was opened from the outside by someone who had taken over the access, and a group of people rushed in.

They were greeted by a flying anchor.

The roaring sound permeated the building.

Outside the beacon launch silo, Sikunda and her coast guard team had just arrived when they saw that the building had been pierced by some kind of attack, and rubble and mangled corpses were being swept up by a tremendous force and sent flying all over the street.

"That attack...it was him!"

Sikunda's pupils contracted slightly: "Surround the beacon silos immediately!"

After the order was given, Sikunda was the first to rush into the beacon launch silo, running at full speed toward the control room.

The roar of battle continued. When Sikunda and her men arrived at the control room, they saw the last member of the Deep Sea Church crash into the wall and pass out.

The once clean and tidy control room was now a mess, with holes punched through the walls leading directly to the outside.

A gust of wind blew in from the cave entrance, causing the hem of the black-clad man blocking Brandos's way to flutter.

Chapter 1094 Scumbag Qi Xiaobai

Xikunda looked at the tall, upright man before her. In his gaze, there was no reminiscence or nostalgia, only a faint scrutiny.

"Why...why are you here?" Sikunda asked.

Ulpian simply looked at her indifferently, without offering any reply.

Sikunda showed no anger at being ignored by Ulpian; on the contrary, she seemed to have rediscovered some kind of feeling.

She took a soft breath.

The teacher remained the same as before, never stopping her from asking questions, but only choosing to answer those that were truly meaningful.

Sikunda placed her hand on the weapon at her waist and said seriously:

"Ulbian, your current identity has not been recognized by Millyuyam. Please answer me: are you willing to be arrested and investigated?"

“I request to see Qi Yan, along with Brandus,” Ulbian finally spoke.

"I need to know your motives and request permission from the relevant authorities."

“…Brandus made a mistake, but his accomplice is Clementsa, and Mililiuyam cannot gain my trust now.”

Xikunda frowned: "It seems you trust that Mr. Qi Yan a lot."

Ulpian fell silent again.

Realizing she had asked another pointless question, Sikunda pursed her lips, signaling the coast guard behind her to remain on guard, while she stepped aside to operate her terminal.

Inside the conference hall, the initial meeting between Agor and the envoys of the land-based nations officially came to an end.

Clementa rose to watch the delegation depart, her gaze finally settling on someone sitting on the ceiling with a hanging ticket.

She walked over to Kal'tsit and together they looked up at Qi Yan, who was clearly dizzy and disoriented, yet still stubbornly and wildly swaying.

"Mr. Qi Yan, may I speak with you alone?"

Clementine extended the invitation and then assured Kal'tsit beside her, "I have no ill intentions toward Mr. Qi Yan. If you are worried, you can give Mr. Qi Yan some more potions to release his power."

Kal'tsit shook her head, offering no explanation for the effects of the sanity potion, and turned to beckon to the other two beside her:

“Water Moon, Shapeshifter, come here, I also need to have a private talk with you.”

Shuiyue immediately followed Kal'tsit with a long face and a dejected look.

The shapeshifter was completely oblivious, even while following behind Kal'tsit, still turning back every few steps to look at Clementine, who had climbed onto the table to help Qi Yan untie the ropes.

Soon, only Clementa and the newly freed Qi Yan remained in the conference hall.

Clementine looked at the guy slumped over the table, his eyes unfocused, and still felt a sense of unreality.

This weakling was described by Goredia as a terrifyingly powerful being, who even accomplished the unification of the Terra kingdoms to some extent, and somehow managed to gather all the intelligence without Agor's knowledge.

"Little devil, don't try to do your shadow clones and moonwalk in front of me," Qi Yan complained, suppressing the urge to vomit.

Clementine: "..."

She wanted to remind Qi Yan that she was standing still and hadn't moved at all, it was simply because he had already fainted and was now in a trance.

However, considering Qi Yan's outrageous behavior, she calmly stopped talking to avoid steer the conversation astray.

"Mr. Qi Yan, I have some very important questions, and I hope you can answer them directly."

Clementine grabbed Qi Yan's head with both hands, forcing him to look at her: "Since my plan can be maliciously used, how can you be sure that your plan won't be?"

Qi Yan stuck out his tongue to try to lick Clementa's hand, only to find that his tongue wasn't long enough.

He managed to pull his tongue back just before it cramped up.

They blinked, and their two eyes, each looking in its own direction, gleamed with wisdom.

"Because of my plan, not to mention little Maritus, even if Isamara came back, she would obediently kneel down and grasp the future."

The naive Clementine was completely unaware that her hand had just almost suffered something; her focus remained on the problem.

"Because your plan aligns with the nature of Hai Si? Or because of your trust in that Hai Si individual named Ital?"

"No, no, no, it's because those who obey me prosper, and those who oppose me perish."