Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

If he were a PhD, he would have already followed Qi Yan's line of thought.

"No, you can't think like that."

Kal'tsit rubbed her temples, forcing herself to cheer up: "I know Qi Yan is willing to protect me. He didn't tell me because he wants me to get some rest."

But...both the Doctor and Bozokasti have told me that I can't just hide behind Qi Yan; I have to do something.

"Miss……"

Dario looked at Kal'tsit, who was lost in her own thoughts, with a worried expression.

He could sense that the woman before him, whom even Carmen respected, was facing immense psychological pressure.

“Is there anything I can do for you?” Dario asked.

“Please relay a message to the Shapeshifters for me.” Kal’tsit turned around. “I need their individuals on land to interrogate Amaya and try to learn more about the Deep Sea Church.”

Dario turned and walked toward the office door.

Before he could open the door, it was opened from the outside, and the shapeshifter's grinning face appeared in Dario and Kal'tsit's sight.

"Hey you two, let's betray Qi Yan."

The first words spoken by the shapeshifter immediately calmed Kal'tsit's agitated state.

Dario obediently stepped aside to make way.

The shapeshifter casually snatched the documents from his hand, walked up to Kal'tsit, and tore them into shreds.

“These things are all too superficial; they’re just things Qi Yan put in front of you to amuse you.” The shapeshifter stepped over the scattered pieces of paper. “Unfortunately, you’re too smart and know Qi Yan too well. These things won’t serve the purpose Qi Yan intended.”

"So what exactly does Qi Yan want to do?"

"Qi Yan is only preparing to eliminate the hidden dangers of Hai Si, nothing more."

"Then the problem lies in how he plans to solve it."

“It’s so easy talking to you, Kal’tsit.”

The shapeshifter's appearance kept changing until it finally took the form of Amaya, who said elegantly, "Qi Yan never lies. He said he would rely on Ital to upgrade to the level of a newborn to solve the problem, which is true. But the problem is, there is more than just Isamara among the newborns of Hai Si."

Of the four newborns, Isamara of Corruption cannot cause much trouble in the Doctor's hands and will ultimately only become one of the Doctor's cards.

The unmelting iceberg remains hidden from the world, the sprawling branches have died of consciousness, can you guess which newborn remains?

"The lifeline of origin..."

The shapeshifter nodded: "That's right. According to Qi Yan, and based on what we know after assimilating Amaya, this newborn will be intensified by the Deep Sea Church at a critical moment and fall into madness."

At that time, every newborn creature, both on land and in the sea, will become His nourishment.

More importantly, this newborn has completely integrated itself into the ocean.

"As long as the ocean does not dry up, He will not die."

Chapter 1099 The Abandoned Freedom

Dario felt the hairs on his body stand on end just listening to the sounds.

Just a few minutes ago he was complaining that Agor had been exposed to too much advanced knowledge, and the next second he experienced the same thing as Agor.

Almost instinctively, Dario spoke up urgently:

"We absolutely cannot let Qi Yan fight with that primordial lifeline. If the ocean is truly dried up by Qi Yan, Terra will be destroyed!"

The room fell silent.

Kal'tsit and the shapeshifter both looked at him speechlessly.

"Children shouldn't interrupt adults," the shapeshifter said disdainfully. "Although Qi Yan is a bit crazy, he has no interest in acts of destruction. Otherwise, why would he bother with all this trouble?"

"This, this is it..."

Dario grinned awkwardly and obediently stepped aside to become a quiet observer.

Kal'tsit pulled herself out of her thoughts, lowered her head slightly, and continued to sort through the current clues.

"It is known that the origin of the Deep Sea Church is Maritus, as Qi Yan mentioned, and the shipping route plan he has agreed upon with Clementa is to lure out Maritus."

Kal'tsit's thoughts gradually came together: "So Qi Yan's current arrangements are a decapitation plan against Maritus?"

"That's pretty much it, but the ocean is definitely doomed."

“Never forget that each newborn represents a power,” the shapeshifter said slowly. “It is power, and it is also responsibility.”

As it was newly ascended, Ital also carried with it the authority that Qi Yan had hoped for: to open a path to the stars.

Qi Yan will definitely lend a hand.

Kal'tsit immediately realized the implications of this:

"Dario, go and inform Clementa to immediately begin preparations for the relocation of Millyuam!"

"Shapeshifters, you also need to coordinate with the people on shore and be prepared to meet any impact!"

"No problem."

The shapeshifter clasped her hands together and looked at Kal'tsit with a smile.

He would never tell Kal'tsit that even his betrayal was arranged by Qi Yan beforehand.

Just as Kal'tsit understands Qi Yan, Qi Yan also understands Kal'tsit.

This lynx doesn't have the doctor's absurd thinking ability, and no matter how much Qi Yan jumps around, the doctor can still follow his train of thought. But she's not as stupid as Xiao Ke either. As Qi Yan keeps causing trouble, she will gradually realize that something is wrong.

Qi Yan did not want Kal'tsit to fall into self-destructive conflict.

Seeing that Kal'tsit and Dario were busy, the shapeshifter quietly walked to the corner of the room and looked out at the city, just like Kal'tsit had done before.

"That's great, Qi Yan. You, who are so free and unrestrained, are finally no longer as capricious as a dandelion seed."

The shapeshifter lazily squinted its eyes.

He suddenly felt a little tired.

Agor's city was certainly novel, but he felt that he had nothing to do as an individual there.

Qi Yan did not bring any of his individuals with him on this mission.

“Let’s focus on Kazdel,” the shapeshifter murmured to himself. “Even though many individuals remain in Kazdel, I suddenly find Kazdel so missed.”

Unfortunately, because of the gossip we spread recently, we're now universally hated. Even His Highness personally had several of us displayed near the Soul Forge… We'll have to be even more careful about what we say from now on!

"Shaper."

Kal'tsit's voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

The shapeshifter turned around in confusion and found Kal'tsit looking extremely serious.

“I suddenly thought of something,” Kal'tsit said seriously.

"We will speak freely about everything we know."

"Originium, there is no Originium in the ocean."

Kal'tsit blurted out a sentence out of the blue.

The shapeshifter understood.

He gave a sheepish smile, shook his head, and muttered to himself:

“Qi Yan, this isn’t me betraying you; it’s Kal’tsit who figured it out herself.”

"As expected, Qi Yan's choice to come to the south was a deliberate attempt to distance himself from Originium!" A name that made Kal'tsit wary flashed through her mind. "What is the Doctor doing in the north?"

"Like Qi Yan, he is working hard to help Terra resolve a crisis."

"Not a demon."

"Yes, it's Originium."

Theresa sat in the conference room, toying with a small, pure Originium stone between her fingers, silently waiting for the attendees to arrive.

The conference room door was pushed open from the outside, and Logos walked in, bowing respectfully.

“I’m sorry, Your Highness, my mother has not given up on the fight for that sweet potato field. She plans to take advantage of the King of Carrion’s presence at the meeting to make a secret move.”

Theresa smiled helplessly, roughly guessing what her best friend meant.

“Actually, you’ve already started to officially take over many affairs, haven’t you?” Theresa waved her hand to indicate that Logos didn’t need to be so humble. “You are now the ruler of the Banshee Court.”

“I still need my mother’s help in many areas.” Logos said without any arrogance.

As they were talking, they both noticed someone else coming in from outside the door.

A spirit banner belonging to the Carrion Eaters slowly appeared outside the door. Upon seeing the two people inside, it immediately greeted them:

"Your Highness, Mr. Banshee, our clan elder said he wants to guard his sweet potato field to prevent the sweet potatoes from being affected by the banshees' songs and twisted into deformed creatures crawling all over the ground. So he asked me to attend this meeting on his behalf."

Theresa's face tightened as she tried hard to hold back her laughter.

Logos couldn't help but lower his head and rub his forehead, already imagining the scene in the sweet potato field where carrion eaters and banshees stared at each other.

Ling Zhang scratched his head sheepishly and stood there, not daring to say another word.

Compared to the identities of the two people in front of him, his ordinary spirit banner was indeed not enough, but there was nothing he could do. He was really curious about what a meeting personally presided over by His Highness was like.

He used to dare to follow Qi Yan around and eavesdrop for a few gossips, but now this little scene is nothing to him!

Just as Ling Zhang was looking forward to the opportunity to mingle among a group of important figures and pretend to listen to gossip, a Blood Demon girl cautiously peeked out from the door frame.

"Kuluciel?"

Logos was clearly surprised by the visitor.

"Oh, haha, that's right, it's me." Kroos walked into the conference room with a big smile. "Well, how should I put it? Our High Lord was reprimanded by Warfarin for some reason, so he's a little unhappy."

Of course, generally speaking, even if he is unhappy, he will definitely attend His Highness's meetings.

Well... it was just a series of coincidences that happened to come together.

“Speak like a human.” Logos interrupted Kroos’s nonsensical ramblings with a dark face.

Kroos immediately spilled the beans, revealing the facts:

"The Great King was kidnapped by the shapeshifters. They said that Qi Yan was fighting with someone in the south. Fueled by a mix of resentment and curiosity, he ran away from home."

Logos and Theresa: "..."

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

Wearing work clothes, Ni Yan rushed into the conference room and explained apologetically to everyone inside:

"Sorry, I had another part-time job, so I'm a little late."

“No, we haven’t started yet,” Theresa explained softly.

Mudstone breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered something else:

“Amiya and Vishdel will be unable to attend this meeting. Something seems to have happened at the Dead Soul Forge, and Amiya needs to handle it personally.”

Theresa nodded to indicate that she understood, and gestured for everyone to take their seats.

A moment later, Manfred and Hedley also entered the conference room together.

Theresa glanced around and suddenly realized that, apart from herself, everyone at the meeting was from the younger generation of the Sarkaz.

A slight smile curved her lips.

Sitting here are not just a group of young people, but also the future of Sarkaz.

A feeling of relief silently welled up in Theresa's heart.

Until... she saw Kroos pull out a small toy and start fooling the overly curious Spirit Banner, Mudrock quietly asking Hedley if there were any new jobs recently, and Logos looking down at the wheels of his office chair to make sure it was easy to glide.

The smile on Theresa's lips gradually faded.

The future of Sarkaz doesn't seem so promising either...

Chapter 1100 Little Te's Operation

Manfred glanced around and noticed that there were a lot of young people at today's meeting.

However, he was more concerned about something else.