Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Jackson glanced worriedly at his boss, who was being carried away like a chick, then calmed himself down and moved on from the scene, resuming his pointless chatter with Yara as if nothing had happened.

Some members of the reporter team, eager to get away from the main group, attempted to follow and photograph Qi Yan.

As soon as he left the group, he was spotted by agents from the Melander Foundation who were lurking at the scene and disappeared without a trace.

These agents skillfully dealt with the reckless individuals, their eyes constantly scanning the scene to prevent any unexpected incidents caused by Qi Yan.

Soon, this group of top Colombian agents discovered a clue.

"Weren't those military security personnel positioned a little too far forward?"

"Something's not right. Is the military intentionally tightening its encirclement?"

"Encirclement?"

"That's right, this is a common encirclement tactic used in military operations. We're surrounded. This is a mutiny!"

Chapter 1173

After discovering the military's movements, the agents quickly guessed that the military's target was Jackson.

After all, the only people on the scene who warranted such a reaction from the military were Jackson and Qi Yan.

But no one would think that an ant crawling to an elephant's feet is preparing to give the elephant an over-the-shoulder throw.

"Have these guys lost their minds? Why did they suddenly make this decision?"

"Could it be that Qi Yan instigated this... After all, Qi Yan has been hanging out with the military lately."

"These are not things we should be concerned with. Immediately pass the intelligence to Mr. Jackson and the Tin Man, and all we need to do is follow orders."

The agents quickly launched their operation, only to soon discover something else entirely unexpected.

“Mr. Jackson has received intelligence and seems to have anticipated this, but the Tin Man has lost contact.”

"I remember the last mission the Tin Man took was to contact Rhodes Island... Could he have been silenced by Rhodes Island? Could it really be Qi Yan's doing?"

"Don't scare yourselves. Mr. Jackson replied that he will handle this matter. All you need to do is make sure that those crazy soldiers outside don't rush into Mr. Jackson's face."

While the agents of the Melander Foundation were in chaos, Qi Yan and Seraya also carried Mark back to Christensen's office.

Ifrit was squatting in the office, poking Justin, who was tied up like a crab, with a pen. When she saw the two of them return, she immediately dropped the pen and ran over.

Saria slammed the door shut behind her, and Mark immediately began speaking in human language:

"Madam, could you please let go? Or perhaps find a position that would allow me some dignity?"

"Huh? This bird can talk?" Saria was startled.

"Wow! Saria, where did you get that bird from?!" Ifrit exclaimed in surprise.

"Let it go," Qi Yan said, introducing, "This is actually the real person, Jackson's boss, the true CEO of Columbia, Mr. Mark."

Upon hearing Qi Yan's introduction, both Saria and Ifrit's hearts skipped a beat.

Seria quickly released her grip, allowing Mark to regain his freedom and fly to Christensen's desk.

Faced with Saria's increasingly serious gaze, Mark straightened his slightly disheveled suit.

It displayed the aura of someone belonging to the CEO:

"Madam, don't worry, I'm just here for an appointment... Ouch!"

Before it could finish speaking, Qi Yan reached out and plucked a feather from its body.

"Ifrit, what are you waiting for? President Bird is already in position, let's march!"

While they were making their move, they didn't forget to drag Ifrit into it as well.

Even Ifrit, who was fearless, couldn't help but back down at this moment, and with a forced laugh, hid behind Saria.

Mark looked up at Qi Yan, who was still trying to reach out, and said helplessly:

"Can we get down to business first? I'll give you a few feathers after we finish talking... But what's with this weird fetish of yours?"

"What important business could I possibly have with you?"

Qi Yan's hands kept moving.

Mark jumped to avoid the dog's paws, tilting his head to show off the miniature communicator on his suit collar:

“Just now, Jackson reported to me that Blake had led his men in a mutiny. The military seems very dissatisfied with the status quo and has decided to use Jackson’s life as a reminder that I need to correct my attitude.”

"what?!"

Saria's expression changed.

Bound like a crab, Justin struggled and moved a couple of times, but because his mouth was gagged, no one knew what he meant.

"Qi Yan, did you instigate this?" Saria asked.

"What does this have to do with me? I have no grudge against that bird." Qi Yan said innocently, "The root of this matter is that this bird spread its wings too far, which displeased the military."

I tried my best to avenge the military and prevent this from happening, but unfortunately, deep-seated resentment cannot be eliminated by plucking a few hairs or gaining some verbal advantage.

Saria glanced at Mark, not daring to say anything, but simply frowned and said:

"If Mr. Jackson were to have an accident during his visit to Rhine Life, Rhine Life would certainly be held accountable."

"That's true."

Qi Yan nodded in agreement, a hint of anger flashing across his face.

Mark noticed Qi Yan's subtle emotion and chuckled softly:

"It seems someone is about to suffer."

Saria also looked at Qi Yan, waiting for his decision.

"I'm leaving this to you, Seria." Qi Yan pointed to the office door. "We absolutely cannot let Jackson get into trouble at Rhine Life. Go and grab him and throw him into the street. If he's going to die, let him die somewhere far away. Don't let him die in our house; that would be too unlucky."

With Mark looking bewildered, Saria paused briefly to process what Qi Yan had said, then turned and walked toward the door.

"No, ma'am, you're really going to carry out this order?" Mark couldn't help but shout.

Saria turned around and explained matter-of-factly:

"Mr. Mark may not be familiar enough with the situation on Rhode Island. There is a basic principle of logic on Rhode Island."

If the professor is around, we'll listen to him; if Qi Yan is around, we'll listen to Qi Yan; if neither of them is around, we'll just quickly find someone to go with.

Ifrit added from the side:

"If both of them are there, and they're giving each other cryptic, inscrutable smiles, run! Run, run as fast as you can!"

"Children, please don't interrupt when adults are talking."

Qi Yan tucked the feather in his hand into Ifrit's hair with a hint of annoyance.

After drawing Ifrit's attention with a feather, Qi Yan also put on a serious expression:

"Alright, let's stop fooling around here. We can't let Colombia really descend into chaos."

Mark had been watching Qi Yan's expression closely the whole time, but now he was so amused by Qi Yan's antics that he could hardly believe the guy's expression.

It thought its eyes were quite good at recognizing people.

But after meeting Qi Yan today, it realized that it had been looking at the world from the bottom of a well.

This bastard doesn't play by the rules at all; his thought process is bizarre, and it's impossible to tell which of his words are true and which are false.

"Mr. Qi Yan, what are you planning to do?" Mark couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.

"The weather's cleared up; it's time for the energy well to change hands," Qi Yan said calmly.

"It's mine now?" Mark asked in surprise.

One of its feathers was plucked.

"It's mine now." Qi Yan stuck the feather in his hair.

“…I understand.” Mark lowered his head and prepared to use the communicator to instruct his men to take action.

Then another feather was plucked from it.

"When has Qi Xiaobai ever needed someone else to give him what he wants?"

Qi Yan walked over and stuck the third feather in Saria's hair: "Let's go, let's settle this before Blake makes a move, and also fulfill my promise to you."

"A promise to me?" Seria paused for a moment. "Help me find Christensen?"

"Yes and no."

Qi Yan put his hands behind his back and said inscrutably, "Listen carefully, as your brother, I will only teach you once."

When pursuing a girl, you can't always be the one making the first move. Sometimes you have to subtly manipulate her, making her take the initiative to come to you.

Chapter 1174 Gallic Vanguard

Qi Yan and his two companions, along with Mark, formed a strange trio of three men and a bird, and left Christensen's office talking amongst themselves.

On the floor, Justin's eyes gradually widened.

There's someone else here!

Could you please let me go before you leave?

Justin, bound like a crab, frantically crawled on the ground, his mouth gagged, unable even to call for help.

The coldness of the floor was nothing compared to the chill in his heart at that moment.

Just then, his terminal received a message.

Justin tried even harder, and after a lot of adjustments, he finally managed to shake the terminal out of his pocket.

The incoming call screen displaying Palvis's name flashed past Justin's eyes, the terminal fell to the ground, the screen shattered, and the electronic ringtone stopped.

Justin Bieber: "..."

Very well, now he's not the only one who's pitiful, helpless, and heartbroken.

In the laboratory of District 9, Palvis listened to the electronic voice on the terminal reminding him that the other party had shut down, and was somewhat confused.

"Why isn't Justin answering the phone?" Palvis had a bad feeling. "Could it be that Qi Yan's interference has made him give up on me again?"

But without me, wouldn't the Christen Project be difficult to continue?

"If Qi Yan wanted to get rid of you, wouldn't it be a piece of cake?"

Holhaya fiddled with the jamming device Palvis had given her, saying indifferently:

"We only have one chance. My undead boss is still very vigilant. If we can't take him down in one fell swoop, it will be difficult to catch him again."

Palvis put down the terminal: "This jamming device is something I created by imitating Nasti's abilities. It combines the banshee's incantation with electromagnetic interference waves. Theoretically speaking, it is absolutely the most suitable weapon to deal with undead spirits."

Although I don't know why Justin Bieber has disappeared, I am aware of the methods he left behind at the energy well, and I must hurry over there to see if those methods have become ineffective.

Hopefully your hunt will bring us good results.

"I also hope you will have the opportunity to experience the results of our hunt."

Holhaya turned and walked away with graceful steps.

Palvis glanced back at the neatly organized documents on his desk, put them into his briefcase, locked it, and then turned to leave his laboratory.

Just before stepping out of the room, Palvis turned back one last time and glanced at the water glass he had left on his desk.

"It's a pity that Muirsey left in such a hurry that she didn't even have time to give me the black bean tea she promised me from the ecological science experimental farm."

"It's a pity that many things changed suddenly because of Qi Yan's intervention, and my experiment is far from perfect."

"It's a pity that for an ordinary person like me, time is too short and cruel."

"Sir, the soldiers are all in position."

The adjutant walked up to Blake to report, but this time, after finishing his report efficiently, his expression showed obvious hesitation.

“We’ve been working together for a long time, so let’s just say what we have to say,” Blake said calmly.

"Are we... really going to take action?" the adjutant stammered.

“You just need to listen… This is the third time,” Blake said softly.

The adjutant was somewhat taken aback.