Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

W caught the terminal and rolled her eyes in annoyance:

"With your character, let them deduct it. It'll only get more and more deducted in the future. Just wait for your sister to support you."

"Hehehe, it's not so bad to live off my sister."

Qi Yan chuckled and lay back down, carefully closing his coffin lid.

The Sarkaz mercenary patted his still-shaken chest, raised his hand to tap Qi Yan's coffin lid, and cautiously asked:

"Mr. Qi Yan, are you going to come back to life... oh no, are you going to get up again?"

"I can't get up, my back hurts."

A somber reply came from the stone coffin.

The Sarkaz mercenary breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the start button.

A long, drawn-out electronic notification sounded, and the coffin lid of the stone sarcophagus was automatically locked.

Lying inside the stone coffin, Qi Yan felt a strange gas being poured into it, with a hint of medicinal fragrance.

"I still have the sachet the general gave me on me. I was careless. I hope it doesn't smell bad..."

Qi Yan's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and he gradually drifted off to sleep.

But soon, he regained his senses and, feeling somewhat strange, 'opened his eyes' and looked around.

He sat up and found himself passing directly through the coffin lid, floating lightly into the air.

Below, W, Eldo, and the others were staring intently at the sarcophagus.

The Sarkaz mercenaries huddled together, whispering about how to proceed with the operation of the sarcophagus.

Qi Yan turned around and looked through the stone coffin, finding himself lying quietly inside, fast asleep.

"So, that strange gas just suffocated me?" Qi Yan muttered to himself.

But given his current condition, no one can hear his voice.

Then, with Qi Yan as a witness, the Sarkaz mercenaries ended their discussion and tentatively pressed a button.

Another burst of gas was poured into the stone coffin.

The gas gradually seeped into Qi Yan's body.

Qi Yan witnessed the changes in his body firsthand, his blood circulating wildly within him, and a faint golden light emanating from beneath his eyelids.

But Qi Yan knew in his heart that there was no Originium component in that gas.

"Atavism?"

Qi Yan seemed to be deep in thought.

Qi Yan's body began to change after he transmigrated, becoming more and more like a pure human.

However, due to the effect of the stone coffin, this process was reversed, and it even rushed directly towards the direction of the ancestors.

Qi Yan's consciousness, floating above the stone coffin, silently observed everything. When the process of reversion reached a certain critical point, he suddenly felt a strange connection between himself and his body.

A memory hidden in his blood slowly flowed into Qi Yan's consciousness.

"There are also adult films to watch..."

Qi Yan's rambling stopped abruptly as he was dragged into fragments of his memory.

What greets the eye is a vast expanse of white.

The cold wind whipped up snowflakes that swirled and howled between heaven and earth.

A pure white wolf walked silently through the snow-capped mountains, heading towards the summit of the highest peak in the mountain range.

The white wolf's eyes were a pure, clear golden yellow, without a trace of other colors.

The wind on the snow-capped mountain seemed to be manipulated by the will of some being, blowing against the direction the white wolf was moving, trying to stop its advance.

The white wolf remained silent, its steps firm as it moved forward.

The snow on the ground grew thicker and thicker, slowly covering the white wolf's limbs until half of its body was submerged.

As the white wolf advanced, a scar was left on the pristine snow.

Qi Yan followed beside the white wolf, looking up at the wolf's chin.

The white wolf seemed not to see him and continued forward, gradually walking a distance ahead of the mountaintop before stopping.

A strange message spread from the mountaintop, enveloping White Wolf and Qi Yan.

There was no sound, but Qi Yan understood what it meant.

The white wolf slowly spoke: "Stop the snowstorm."

Strange messages began to come again.

White Wolf's reply was equally concise: "Clan members."

The strange messages stopped appearing.

The white wolf stood silently in place, its golden eyes like the dawn or a burning flame.

The wind and snow became even more violent.

The snow-capped mountain is rejecting the white wolf, trying to bury it with snowflakes.

The dense snowflakes engulfed the white wolf's figure, but its golden wolf eyes pierced through everything, staring straight at the snow-capped mountain.

The snowstorm intensified, turning the entire mountain range into a pale, white tomb.

White wolf shadows appeared and disappeared among them, their roars scattering the swirling snow and shattering the ice and ground of the mountains.

This battle, which resembled a solo performance, lasted for several months.

Finally, the snowstorm subsided, and the highest peak of the mountain range disappeared from the land.

The white wolf's solitary figure slowly departed.

Fresh blood dripped from His white fur, leaving a red trail on the ground.

From then on, the world lost a god.

A group of white-haired, golden-eyed Lupo people left their homeland, left the Kunlun Mountains, and left the Yan land.

Qi Yan slowly 'opened his eyes'; he was still floating in mid-air above the underground research institute.

A white wolf lay in the stone coffin, its golden eyes silently gazing at Qi Yan.

"Holy crap, my body has turned into a wolf?!"

Chapter 108 An Interesting Experience

The white wolf could clearly hear Qi Yan's voice in this state.

A hint of human-like blankness appeared on his handsome face.

Then the white wolf gently moved its body, revealing Qi Yan's body below.

Qi Yan floated down, carefully examined his face, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that no white hair had grown on it.

The white wolf's golden eyes, filled with curiosity, examined Qi Yan's conscious state and slowly said:

"Hello, stranger."

Qi Yan looked surprised; this was the first time he had ever found someone he could communicate with while still in his post-death state of consciousness.

Qi Yan tentatively reached out and ruffled the white wolf's head.

This time, he successfully made contact with White Wolf, who seemed to be in the same state as him.

The white wolf did not dodge, letting Qi Yan wreak havoc on its head, its golden eyes filled with a gentle smile.

"Hello, my name is Qi Yan." Qi Yan was quite happy.

"My name is Qi."

The white wolf's reply was very concise, exactly the same as His speaking style in that memory.

Qi Yan leaned against the white wolf, feeling its cool, soft fur, and let out a comfortable groan, laughing:

"What a coincidence, you and I share the same surname."

"Don't be so quiet, Qi Dabai." Qi Yan patted the white wolf with a smile. "It's not easy to have someone to chat with, so say a few more words."

Qi remained silent for a moment, then defended himself:

"My name is Qi, and I don't have a big white coat."

"Okay, Big White, I understand, Big White."

At that moment, Qi had an impulse to swat Qi Yan with his claws and force him back into his own body.

However, in the end, Qi did not make any move, letting Qi Yan tease Him, even messing up His favorite fur.

"Thank you for your hard work," Qi suddenly said.

Qi Yan looked up in confusion, meeting Qi's golden eyes.

"You took care of my last kin, making her less lonely on this land."

"Look at what you're saying, that's my sister."

Qi nodded gently, the smile in his wolf-like eyes becoming even more tender.

Qi Yan chuckled and suddenly asked:

"Big White, how's that guy who drove you guys away doing now?"

"He fell into a deep sleep," Qi said softly. "And that's why He escaped the turmoil."

"Alright, when I have time later, I'll go to the Great Yan and wake Him up, and let the Great Yan crush Him. Otherwise, it's not fair to the other giant beasts."

Qi shook his head: "You and our people should just live your lives well."

Qi Yan gave a light snort and said:

"That won't do! I'm the type to hold grudges and seek revenge!"

"This kind of description lowers your status."

Qi Wen smiled gently, clearly hoping that Qi Yan could let go of past grudges.

Qi Yan didn't say anything more, leaning against Qi and silently watching the Sarkaz mercenaries continue to tinker with the sarcophagus.

Soon, the stone coffin made another noise as they fiddled with it, and a surge of energy was poured into it.

Qi said softly, "It's coming."

"What's the matter?"

"An interesting experience."

Before Qi Yan could ask any further questions, he suddenly felt that energy surge into his body, which simultaneously triggered a response in his consciousness.

His consciousness began to expand.

In the blink of an eye, it spread over the underground research institute and towards the core city.

He 'saw' Amiya confronting the Patriots in the city.

Patriots distanced himself from the guerrillas and faced the Rhodes Island forces alone.

A massive shield stood erect beside him, his spear dangling from the ground, Patriot looking down at Amiya:

"Qi Yan, I've chosen you."

Amiya pursed her lips, mustered her courage, and looked up directly at the Patriot:

"Yes, and I am here now representing Mr. Qi Yan's will to find you and Talulah. He hopes you can let go of your obsessions and that this battle is unnecessary."

"No, this battle must take place."

Patriot's crimson eyes locked onto Amiya: "I don't know what's so special about you. Qi Yan chose you, but I didn't. The Reunion Movement can be ended by Qi Yan, and it can be ended by me, but you can't."

"Why?" Amiya asked anxiously.

"I don't trust you."

The dialogue reached a stalemate due to the patriot's stubbornness.