Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"The actions you are taking now are only because the person with the neurotransmitter is your teacher, and because Palvis once conducted experiments on the Balrog. You know Palvis, and that's why you are driven by your own kindness to continue."

"But kindness is the most useless quality on this land. It can't change anything. What you need to stop is not your teacher, and what you need to change is never one or more 'Flame Demon Experiments'."

"Qi Yan can help you this time, and next time, and even the time after that... But no matter what, even if he publicly announces a ban on similar experiments, he cannot truly stop similar experiments from continuing to occur."

"Human desires are endless. Scientists are actually slaves to the thirst for knowledge. Even if it is forbidden on the surface, rats will still breed in the corners where the sun cannot shine."

"Hermer, you must be clear about where you are on the road leading."

Himer took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, which were dazzled by the sunlight.

After calming down, she suddenly wondered whether she should go to the energy well to find Qi Yan.

If she tells Qi Yan her request, what will he do?

Considering Qi Yan's protective nature, He Mo had no doubt that Qi Yan would put his teacher in some kind of predicament, but He Mo never thought of actually hurting his teacher.

Himer harbored hatred for Palvis because of the Balrog experiments, but she never forgot that she owed her success to Palvis's teachings.

"What should I do?" Himer put his glasses back on. "Saria, Ifrit, what would you do in her situation?"

"Miss Hamer, are you sunbathing?"

Justin's voice suddenly came from behind Himer.

Hammer turned around in surprise: "Director Justin, you're alright?"

Justin laughed heartily, showing no trace of his previous crab-like appearance, and had reverted to his classic male escort persona.

He walked up to Himer and handed him his business card.

"What's this?" Hammer asked, taking the business card with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Consider it an indulgence for seeing something I shouldn't have seen."

Justin straightened his still slightly wrinkled clothes, without looking up, and said, "Because of some experiences, I really hate uncertainty about the future."

Rather than passively waiting for the future to come to me, I prefer to actively seek out the past and take control of the future I want.

Helping Parvis, helping Christensen, or even joining Rhine Lab and cultivating relationships with various merchants and powerful figures—these are all merely means to an end, not my goal.

“I…I don’t quite understand.” Himer shook his head.

Justin looked up and gave Himer a bright, handsome smile.

However, he first turned his head to make sure no one was eavesdropping before he began to speak:

"Sister Yara is getting old and likes to spout those clichéd principles that everyone's tired of hearing. But I'm different. I can help you resolve your inner conflicts in a practical way."

The saying goes, "It's better to guide than to suppress." Scientists' thirst for knowledge cannot be extinguished by force, but we can provide them with channels that adhere to public order and good morals.

Chapter 1181 No one can resist an adorable little bird, no one!

"Like a canal built to prevent rivers from flooding?"

Hamer tried to understand Justin's words: "Can I, or rather you, really create a system that all scientists are willing to follow?"

"Of course... I can't do it."

Justin took a deep breath, which almost made Himer roll her eyes in exasperation.

Looking at the still too young girl in front of him, Justin couldn't help but reveal a mischievous smile.

He seemed to suddenly understand why Qi Yan liked these little birds.

She's definitely silly, but also definitely cute!

“We are not Qi Yan. Trying to fight against the unspoken rules of society with our own strength is tantamount to asking for trouble.”

Justin Bieber regained his composure: "So, we need to rely on external forces."

"You mean Qi Yan?"

"Qi Yan is certainly an important supporter of our cooperation, but this is a small matter that doesn't require his personal involvement."

Justin confidently stated, "Even a tiny bit of profit that slips through Qi Yan's fingers is enough to make many people fight tooth and nail for it, and you have a unique advantage."

You're from Rhode Island, a partner Qi Yan values ​​highly. You haven't realized it yet, but you already wield considerable influence throughout Columbia, a so-called "big shot."

"Huh? Me?" Hamer's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes, it's you!"

Justin nodded vigorously: "You are now a representative, and I will assist you in connecting the many guys who want to pick up scraps from Qi Yan's fingers into a group of interests."

Scientists are slaves to their thirst for knowledge, but without sufficient funding, all their curiosity is just wishful thinking. So, to control them, all you need to do is control the businessmen above them.

And business happens to be an area where I have more confidence. I am confident that I can get businessmen to behave and work together to set new rules for the scientific field, creating a new environment—an environment that no longer allows for unchecked growth, but rather for gradual development within the bounds of public order and good morals.

Hamer had to admit that she was very tempted.

If Justin Bieber wasn't deceiving her, then this new alliance would truly change the current situation where scientists are abusing human experimentation.

But Himer wasn't so naive as to easily agree to the collaboration.

She probed, "Director Justin, you yourself said you're a businessman. What benefit do you get from helping me like this?"

"Interests are never just simple financial transactions. In the end, contracts and those long numbers in the account are just symbols."

Justin looked up at the towering Rhine Life building, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of obstruction to reach Christensen's office.

He said with lingering fear, "The interest I value is my own safety."

Seeing Justin's expression, she couldn't help but show suspicion in her eyes:

"Director Justin, what are those indulgences you just mentioned...?"

Justin suddenly started coughing violently.

Hammer was startled and quickly went over to pat his back.

Justin coughed forcefully until his face became flushed before feigning weakness and stopping.

"I probably caught a chill while I was tied up and rolling around on the ground. I think I need to see my private doctor, so I'll leave it at that for now."

Once I've drafted the new rules, I'll contact you. If you have any suggestions, you can also let me know using the contact information on my business card. See you later.

After saying that, Justin turned and fled the scene as if he were running away.

Hamer stood there scratching his head blankly, feeling as if he had missed some very important information.

Christen stood in the center of her secret laboratory, staring blankly at the empty room, lost in thought.

The laboratory door was opened from the outside.

Holhaya walked into the laboratory with a grin.

"Oh dear, it's so deserted," Holhaya said deliberately.

"What are you doing back here?"

Christen turned around and was immediately drawn to a metal head in Holhaya's hand, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Don't worry, my methods were clean and efficient, leaving no trace, so no one will be able to trace it back here."

Holhaia cradled her superior's head in her hands, her thick tail swaying wildly behind her: "The expressions on the faces of those agents from the Melander Foundation when they turn around and find that their superiors are nothing but headless corpses must be priceless."

Christen reminded him expressionlessly:

"The Tin Man's identity at the Melander Foundation is not simple. You not only betrayed him, but also killed him. Have you thought about the consequences?"

"It's not just scientists like you who are bound by the thirst for knowledge; historians like myself also find it hard not to be enslaved by their own curiosity."

Holhaia placed the tin man's head on a table, took out her terminal, and took a selfie with the head while making a peace sign.

After filming was finished, she sat directly on the table, fiddling with the tin man's head in one hand and slowly playing with her hair in the other.

“My dear Ms. Christensen, you should worry about yourself instead of worrying about my fate.”

The life support pod Loken was developing for you was still in its final stages of completion, but he couldn't resist provoking Rhodes Island. He probably won't be able to return. Continuing to push your plans forward now is tantamount to embracing death.

“What? You don’t want me to leave?” Christen retorted. “According to our agreement, the answer you want will only be given to you before I leave.”

"I've already latched onto Qi Yan's coattails," Holhaya said with a smile.

"I see."

Christen nodded knowingly, looked around at the experimental equipment, and asked again, "So you're planning to kidnap me and give me to Qi Yan to win the favor of your new master?"

"You don't really think you can escape Qi Yan's grasp, do you?" Horhaya mocked.

Christen did not reply.

Horhaya did not feel embarrassed about this.

She pressed the tin man's head down with her palm, which was about to roll to the ground, and kindly reminded him:

"Loken is gone and never returns. Justin is busy trying to please Himer and befriend Qi Yan through roundabout tactics. Yara remains a Watcher. Nasti is also under military surveillance because Qi Yan's actions have been exposed. And that old goat Palvis has unwittingly delivered himself into the wolf's mouth."

Darling, it seems like you're all alone now, with no one by your side except me.

And your plans have been torn apart by Qi Yan, leaving you as the only pillar, teetering on the brink of collapse.

Christen still ignored Holhaya, letting the feathered serpent, which was imitating Qi Yan's actions, jump up and mock her.

Seeing this, Holhaya smiled and pulled out her trump card:

"I have another piece of news for you. On my way back, I learned that Ferdinand was summoned to the energy well by Qi Yan, presumably because Qi Yan discovered that there was a problem with the data in the energy well."

As you know, Ferdinand is one of the leading experts in high-energy physics. Your little tricks won't fool him. In fact, if he traces the source of that unknown energy that you've been hiding like a treasure, it will be revealed.

Christen's expression finally changed.

Chapter 1182 The Elderly

Palvis sat in the cell, his face ashen.

He never dreamed that his supposed means of resistance would ultimately lead him straight into a trap that Qi Yan had already prepared.

When he was pinned to the ground by the soldiers, he realized that all his efforts had been in vain.

The door to the cell was opened, and Blake led Seria and Ferdinand into the room.

The three of them looked at Palvis, their expressions somewhat subtle.

Faced with the three men's scrutiny, the heartbroken Palvis felt no embarrassment whatsoever.

"It seems I'm not the only one who's injured." Ferdinand finally felt a sense of relief.

“Tell me your part of the Christensen Project,” Blake asked, getting straight to the point.

Palvis glanced at Blake and said slowly, with a self-deprecating tone:

"Since all my actions were orchestrated by Qi Yan, why don't you just ask Qi Yan directly?"

“You really think you're something special,” Blake said coldly. “Do you still consider yourself the director of Rhine Lab? You've become a prisoner.”

After saying that, Blake still gave Saria a wink.

This person probably wasn't protected by Qi Yan, right?

Saria recalled the various experiments conducted by the Balrog and shook her head at Black.

Blake felt much more at ease.

He strode up to Palvis, the dim light of the cell illuminating Blake and casting a shadow over Palvis.

"After all, you are a renowned scientist, and I don't want to use the same methods I use against spies on you. This is the last bit of dignity I'm giving you."

Blake threatened in a cold voice.

But Palvis seemed not to hear his threat, sitting in his chair with his back slightly hunched, muttering something to himself.

Blake leaned forward slightly to listen, then a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"You're memorizing the basic structure of the central nervous system?" Blake was dumbfounded. "Isn't this basic biology knowledge? Even a rough guy like me remembers it. Why would a top scientist like you memorize this kind of stuff?"

Parvis did not answer, and continued reciting his knowledge points.

Inside the room, Blake and the other two exchanged glances, all feeling somewhat puzzled.

Suddenly, Palvis's previously fluent recitation faltered, and eventually he even stopped completely.

Under the frowning gazes of the three, Palvis gave a bitter smile: