Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Qi Yan said matter-of-factly, "What does it have to do with you if I tell him to keep it?"

"Now that we can't get close to the Patriots because of the Originium Altar, you'd better take responsibility and find us some new entertainment."

The Sarkaz mercenary's face immediately turned as if he had eaten a ton of bitter melons. He began a frantic brainstorming session, and then tentatively asked:

"How about I take you to see a very interesting underground research institute?"

"An underground research institute?" Qi Yan's heart skipped a beat. "A stone coffin?"

The Sarkaz mercenary paused for a moment, then hesitated and said:

"I don't know what a sarcophagus is, but there is indeed a strange iron box in that research institute with many connected instruments, which looks somewhat like a coffin."

"Good job, let's go here!"

Qi Yan excitedly slapped him again.

The Sarkaz mercenary's crooked mask was straightened by the blow, his eyes filled with grievance and sorrow, but he dared not utter a word. Instead, he felt a secret joy at having survived.

"Mr. Qi Yan, this way please."

The Sarkaz mercenary carefully rose and led the way for Qi Yan.

Qi Yan turned around and greeted W and the others:

"You all heard it too, the Patriots can't get close at all. Why don't you come with me to play with the sarcophagus? After I lie down in it once and figure out how it works, you can lie down in it and try it out too."

Upon hearing this, W looked disgusted and said, "I don't want to lie in any stone coffin. It sounds very unlucky."

"You're a Sarkaz, a demon, for crying out loud. How dare you say such unlucky things?"

"Don't call me a demon, or I'll shoot you!"

W seemed somewhat angry.

Qi Yan shrank back, then angrily slapped the Sarkaz mercenary leading the way again.

The Sarkaz mercenary was on the verge of a breakdown, and tears of grievance streamed down his face.

Led by Qi Yan, the group left the intersection.

This time, however, their group was much larger and more bizarre.

The refugees from Lungmen, members of the Reunion Movement, and Sarkaz mercenaries were all mixed together, making the composition incredibly complex.

Chapter 106 Sarcophagus

The core city is in a state of chaos right now.

Death and flames filled every corner of the city.

However, the Sarkaz mercenaries felt a particularly strange sense of chaos today.

"Damn it, why did that Sarkaz mercenary group attack us?"

A Sarkaz mercenary, wounded in the shoulder by an arrow, clenched his teeth and pulled out the crossbow bolt. The intense pain made his eyes red.

Beside him, the other Sarkaz mercenaries were forced to cower behind cover, not daring to show their faces.

"Captain, no matter what, we can't give up on this research institute!"

Someone shouted a warning, while simultaneously activating the switch on a bomb in their hand and throwing it back at the Sarkaz mercenaries who were attacking them.

The Sarkaz captain, wounded by an arrow, roared angrily:

"Nonsense! Even if the guerrillas came today, I'd still beat them up!"

He had barely finished speaking when shouts came from the Sarkaz mercenaries opposite him:

"Listen up, you guys over there! We're here on Mr. Qi Yan's orders to take over this research institute. Lay down your weapons and surrender immediately, or you'll face the consequences!"

"What the hell?!"

The Sarkaz mercenaries guarding the research facility stopped their counterattacks simultaneously.

The Sarkaz captain cautiously peeked out and looked across at the other side.

A white-haired figure, like something out of a nightmare, swaggered into the street and slowly approached them.

"your!"

Captain Nassakaz was furious and abruptly stood up from his bunker:

"Mr. Qi Yan has graced us with his presence. Since you still dare to conceal it, your intentions are despicable!"

"Mr. Qi Yan, please come this way."

The previously chaotic situation instantly became incredibly peaceful.

Sarkaz are not afraid of death, Sarkaz crave war, but Sarkaz would not commit suicide for no reason.

To resist Qi Yan is tantamount to suicide.

Especially after seeing that the Sarkaz mercenaries on the other side had not been killed by Qi Yan, but were alive and well, everyone understood what the right choice they should make was.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qi Yan slowly walked up to the Sarkaz captain, raised his hand, and patted him on the shoulder:

"You've helped me protect the research institute, thank you for your hard work. Now, let me report on your research findings."

The way Qi Yan acted made it seem as if he were a provincial-level leader or higher, coming to inspect the territory under his jurisdiction.

"You've worked hard, leader... Oh no, Mr. Qi Yan, you've worked hard. We'll take you to visit the research institute now."

Captain Sarkaz bowed and scraped, leading the way politely.

Behind them, Qi Yan's team emerged from behind cover, their expressions incredibly strange as they looked at the scene.

The Phantom Crossbowman looked at W and asked in a low voice:

"Is Mr. Qi Yan always like this... so easygoing?"

“It’s only because the Sarkaz’s physique is so unique that the situation would be even stranger,” W said, pursing his lips. “Given the mental state of the Sarkaz mercenaries, every single one of them would have been driven mad.”

Upon hearing this, the Phantom Crossbowman felt a chill run down his spine, suddenly thinking of the Reunion Movement members who had gone mad outside Lungmen.

"Speaking of which, I wonder where those people have been assigned now. Given their condition, it would be difficult for them to survive in the core city now."

The phantom crossbowman felt a pang of worry for his compatriots.

Eldo, standing to the side, coughed lightly and interjected:

"I also took them to the underground warehouse, but they were in very bad condition. Some of them kept shouting that it was all an illusion, and others said that they always heard strange noises like 'all~all~all~' in their ears."

There was even a guy who wasn't mentally unstable, but insisted he had suffered psychological trauma, claiming that his companion who carried him back told him this himself.

The others felt a chill run down their spines as they listened to Eldo's description.

The culprit behind all this is right ahead, chatting animatedly with the Sarkaz captain.

Amidst the strange atmosphere of Qi Yan's intense curiosity and the others' trepidation, the group grew larger once again and arrived at the underground research facility mentioned by the Sarkaz mercenaries.

W's delicate nose twitched slightly, and her brows furrowed.

"It smells of blood, and it's very strong."

Upon hearing this, the Phantom Crossbowmen immediately drew their weapons, warily eyeing the Sarkaz mercenaries around them.

Qi Yan also looked at Captain Sarkaz, signaling him to explain.

The Sarkaz captain shook his head vigorously, repeatedly saying:

"We absolutely did not set up an ambush. As for the bloody smell, after all, we will also conduct experiments after occupying the research institute, so casualties are inevitable."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace, stepped forward, and activated a metal gate, revealing the true appearance of the research institute behind it.

The huge underground space resembled a small plaza, with countless precision instruments of unknown function piled up inside. Looking around, there were data cables of different thicknesses, haphazardly arranged in mid-air, on the walls, and even on the floor.

The rest was crimson blood and carelessly discarded corpses.

The Sarkaz captain bowed and explained:

"In order to test the instruments in this research institute, we inevitably needed live test subjects, so we captured some refugees."

Those guys either died in the experiments or their strength increased dramatically afterward, leading them to try and rebel against us, so we dealt with them all.

The phantom crossbowmen and the refugees from Lungmen had fury practically bursting from their eyes.

"Bastards! You actually dare to experiment on living people!" one of the phantom crossbowmen shouted angrily. "Don't you have even a shred of humanity?"

"Humanity is what you should be pursuing, what does it have to do with the Sarkaz?"

The person who answered the phantom crossbowman was someone who surprised everyone.

Qi Yan continued walking without stopping, saying:

"There was once a country called Kazdel, which was wiped out several times by a coalition of nations. The people living there were originally called Tikaz, but later... the Tikaz, having lost their homeland, became the rootless Sarkaz."

I know that in the stories you've heard, the Sarkaz are portrayed as a race devoid of humanity and brutality, but history is always written by the victors. In my view, the Sarkaz's brutality was forged through sheer bloodshed.

The Phantom Crossbowmen and the refugees from Lungmen were both stunned, and even the Sarkaz present were taken a long time to react.

Under their watchful eyes, Qi Yan walked step by step to the center of the research institute.

There was a cold, metallic box, connected to several unidentified instruments.

Inside the iron box, there was still a lot of blood that had not been wiped clean, clearly left behind by the Sarkaz mercenaries during their previous experiments.

Qi Yan stood in front of the instrument called the stone coffin.

He knew that not long ago, the Doctor had been rescued from here by Amiya.

He was very curious about all of this.

“Sarkaz, I never discriminate against you. On the contrary, you have been wiped out so many times, yet you still manage to survive on this land. You deserve our praise.”

Qi Yan smiled at the Sarkaz mercenaries, slowly walked into the stone coffin, and lay down on his own accord.

"Now, I'm giving you tenacious guys a reward: you can experiment on my body without worry and try to drive this sarcophagus."

I satisfy my curiosity, while you gain knowledge and new strength.

Chapter 107 Lying on the Plank

The underground research institute was completely silent.

After a long while, a Sarkaz mercenary finally mustered up the courage to step forward and prepare to operate the equipment.

As soon as he approached the stone coffin, Qi Yan sat up abruptly, startling the Sarkaz mercenary so much that his legs went weak and he knelt down.

"What are you doing? Even if you're grateful, you don't have to kneel down to do this."

Qi Yan was startled by the Sarkaz mercenary's reaction.

The Sarkaz mercenary opened his mouth behind his mask, but ultimately didn't dare to speak.

Qi Yan looked at W, raised his hand and tossed out a protective talisman:

"This is Frostnova's stuff. If I get carried away playing and forget about the important matter, you go find Amiya and stop her from fighting Patriot."

You know what to do, right?

W tilted his head and thought for a moment, then earnestly simulated:

"Old man, your precious daughter is in my hands. If you don't want her to have to get three injections every time she needs one in the future, you'd better surrender!"

Qi Yan nodded in satisfaction and added:

"Also, if he dares to resist, he can expect to become a grandfather!"

After saying that, Qi Yan lay back down and closed his coffin lid.

W gritted her teeth and snorted, "Dream on. With me here, do you think you'll succeed?"

The Sarkaz mercenary kneeling before the sarcophagus moved forward slightly and raised his hand to operate the equipment.

The machine emitted a steady beeping sound, and a variety of flashy and confusing indicator lights lit up one after another.

Just as the Sarkaz mercenary took a deep breath, preparing to officially activate the sarcophagus, the coffin lid was suddenly lifted again, and Qi Yan abruptly stood up:

"Wait, I have something to give to W."

As he spoke, Qi Yan tossed his terminal out, adding a note:

“This is the most valuable thing I own. Kal'tsit threatened to deduct another month’s salary if I dared to break it.”