Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"Yes, this knowledge point is the most basic. If my student is asked this question and is even stunned for a second, I will give him a C grade."

But... these days, I haven't recited it completely even once, not even once.

Seria took a step forward in astonishment, taking a closer look at her familiar colleague for the first time.

In fact, when Seria met Parvis at the very beginning of Rhine Lab's founding, he was already an old man, but his shrewdness and talent were enough to make people overlook his age.

But at this moment, realizing that he had reached the end of his road, Parvis seemed to have his spine suddenly ripped out, and exhaustion and despair surged from his withered body.

Ferdinand stepped forward and looked down at the old man before him.

Rhine Life has many directors, each with their own duties and personalities. Palvis was one of the earliest founders of Rhine Life, and his seniority was even higher than that of Ferdinand.

To be honest, Ferdinand didn't really like this old goat who would make any decision for science.

But he also had to admit that his methods were not much cleaner than those of the old goat.

“He’s too old; his nerves are starting to deteriorate,” Ferdinand said with pity.

Looking at Palvis before him, Ferdinand felt a sense of shared sorrow, like a rabbit mourning the death of a fox.

Will his future be like that of this old goat?

Blake looked at Saria and Ferdinand, who were immersed in sadness, and said somewhat forcefully:

“I’m sorry, I also feel sorry for your colleague’s situation, but this is not a retirement farewell party. He is my prisoner, and I need to pry him open his mouth to get more details about the Christen plan.”

Seria and Ferdinand were silent for a moment, then each took two steps back to one side.

Just as Blake was preparing to launch into psychological tactics as an appetizer for Palvis, there was a sudden knock on the cell door.

"What is it?" Blake asked, frowning.

"Sir, Christensen has appeared."

The adjutant's voice rang out from outside the door, bringing news that startled all four people inside.

As if in a final burst of energy, Palvis suddenly roared:

"What is she doing? Why is she abandoning her plans? She shouldn't stop; what she's doing is a miracle for this land!"

You...you have strangled the budding future of this land; you are the sinners of this land!

Blake was too lazy to waste any more time on this old goat.

Capturing Christensen would bring this incident to a close and quell the undercurrents in Tremont.

He turned and walked out of the cell, with Seria and Ferdinand quickly following behind.

As they walked, Blake suddenly remembered something else and asked his adjutant beside him:

"Where is Qi Yan? Does he know about this?"

"It was Qi Yan who told us," the adjutant quickly explained. "He was discussing something called 'Dragon King Fantasy' with that little girl named Ifrit when Ifrit's terminal suddenly received a communication from Holhaya."

Holhaia claimed she had done another great service; she had successfully broken through Christensen's psychological defenses and persuaded Christensen to surrender. She said she had personally brought Christensen to Qi Yan to claim credit.

After listening to the adjutant's report, Blake's expression was extremely complicated.

Saria and Ferdinand looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"Given Christensen's personality, how could she not withstand Qi Yan's harm?" Ferdinand scratched his head hard. "There's something wrong, there must be something wrong. Could it be that Qi Yan has already secretly seized Christensen's lifeline?"

Wait, the lifeline... So that's how it is. Those two erroneous data points really do point to Christen's biggest secret. It turns out that all of Christen's resistance was nothing but a futile struggle in Qi Yan's eyes!

As expected of Qi Yan! He sees Christensen as nothing more than a toy!

Saria pursed her lips, glared fiercely at Ferdinand, who shrank back in fear and silently quickened his pace to overtake the others.

She is very worried about Christensen's mental state.

When Saria rushed out of the energy well building, a large number of soldiers and technicians who had heard the news had already gathered in the open space outside.

In the distance, a squad of soldiers watched as two beautiful figures slowly approached.

Qi Yan and Ifrit stood at the forefront of the crowd, noticing Saria rushing out, and waved with smiles:

"See? I told you I could make this golden retriever come running to you like a puppy. You think you can take Christensen for granted?"

After saying that, Qi Yan looked at Christensen and Horhaya who were walking over, and then his gaze slowly fell on the metal head in Horhaya's hand.

He pointed at the tin man's head in surprise and said, "No, you fat snake, why did you let your superiors split up again?"

Unaware that she had fallen into the Tin Man's trap, Horhaya looked puzzled and subconsciously tilted her head to look at the lifeless metal head in her hand.

Chapter 1183 Qi Yan's Good Show

Everyone sat in a spacious office, their eyes all fixed on Qi Yan, who was putting on a good show.

The tin man's head rolled around on the conference table under Qi Yan's two hands, making a back-and-forth sound.

Since appearing, Christensen has remained silent. Now, sitting at the very end of the conference table, she is still silently observing Qi Yan without taking the initiative to speak.

Blake looked at the familiar face scrolling across the screen and finally couldn't help but advise:

"Mr. Qi Yan, this man is, after all, a very outstanding agent of our Colombia. He's already in this predicament, can we at least give him a little decency?"

"He has no objection."

Qi Yan pointed to the tin man's head and explained.

Blake: "..."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade this inhuman guy, Blake could only turn his attention to Christensen:

"Madam, we meet again."

Christen didn't even glance at him, still sizing up Qi Yan.

Blake: "…………"

Having been turned away, Blake looked in the other direction again:

“Ms. Seria, why don’t you try to persuade Christen? The matter is over, and there’s no point in getting angry like a child.”

Saria scrutinized Christen, seemingly trying to see through her thoughts completely.

Saria helplessly discovered that she couldn't see through Christensen; she seemed to have never truly seen through Christensen's heart.

"Let Qi Yan handle this," Saria surprisingly chose to avoid the issue.

Christen shifted her gaze from Qi Yan for the first time, lingering on Saria for a moment before returning it to Qi Yan.

Blake felt completely overwhelmed.

He finally understood: everyone present had a story in their hearts, but he, Blake, only experienced accidents from the beginning to the end.

"Mr. Qi Yan..."

"Holhaya".

Just as Blake was about to speak, Qi Yan spoke first: "I don't care if you go in person or by any means, I require you to prepare some top-quality tobacco, a gift box, and four extra-large hot dogs as quickly as possible."

A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of Holhaya, who was sitting to Qi Yan's left:

Are you going to give me a gift?

“It’s you who’s giving gifts,” Qi Yan said seriously. “It’s all for your own good, so you won’t get beaten up by a tin man who jumps out of his coffin.”

"So the Tin Man wasn't really killed by me?" Horhaya asked with a look of regret.

“Even if your feathered serpent clan is wiped out, he won’t die.”

Qi Yan spun the Tin Man's head like a top on the table: "Your little tricks are as childish as a little girl who just finished playing in the mud shouting that she wants to deduce the law of entropy increase in the eyes of the Tin Man."

Holhaya puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

Their feathered serpent clan has a history of four hundred years!

Why does Qi Yan always seem to look down on people?

But considering that she had placed all her hopes on Qi Yan, she still turned around defiantly and used the terminal to carry out Qi Yan's order.

After finishing arranging the fat snake, Qi Yan also looked at Christensen.

Their eyes met.

"Big Golden Retriever, didn't I tell you to wait for me obediently?" Qi Yan questioned.

Christen remained silent.

"Hmm?" Qi Yan raised an eyebrow. "I've destroyed all your high ground towers, leaving only the crystal. Are you still not satisfied?"

Kristen ignored him.

Qi Yan's face showed anger, and he slammed his hand on the conference table.

The muffled sound made many people in the conference room skip a beat. Blake and Ferdinand were so startled that they almost jumped off their chairs, watching Qi Yan's face gradually turn red with fear.

Blake didn't dare say a word at that moment, keeping his eyes down and his mind focused on the patterns on the conference table.

Ferdinand frantically gave Christen a meaningful look, and when the woman ignored him, he quickly gave a meaningful look to Seria beside her.

Saria looked at Qi Yan's hand slamming on the table, her expression slightly moved:

"Qi Yan, doesn't your hand hurt?"

Qi Yan: "..."

If it doesn't hurt, why would I blush?

Unfortunately, he found that his act of slamming the table did not cause Christensen's expression to change in the slightest.

Qi Yan silently placed his hand under the table, turned his head and whispered to Ifrit on his right:

"Didn't I act intimidatingly at all? Am I really that lacking in authority?"

Ifrit whispered in reply:

"All bark and no bite; it was less intimidating than when the PhD student discovered I hadn't finished my assignment."

"Doctor..."

Qi Yan seemed to be deep in thought. He raised his hand, which no longer hurt, and pressed his fingers together in front of him, imitating the doctor's classic Babel Tower evil spirit pose.

Everyone in the meeting room: "..."

Ifrit couldn't help but laugh as she watched Qi Yan's half-baked imitation.

Qi Yan's cold, inhuman gaze swept over them:

"You will have to double your homework when you get back."

Ifrit's laughter stopped abruptly as if someone had grabbed her by the neck. After a couple of seconds of stunned silence, she burst into tears.

"Very good, it seems that you have enough authority now. Look how scared the child is, he's crying."

Qi Yan nodded in satisfaction, ignoring Ifrit who was personally demonstrating the true meaning of 'much ado about nothing', and looked at Christensen again.

After Qi Yan's chaotic actions, Christensen's carefully maintained cold persona finally began to crack.

When she met Qi Yan's gaze, her eyes were always involuntarily drawn to Ifrit, who was 'sobbing uncontrollably'.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Christen finally couldn't hold back any longer, sighed, and spoke first:

"Qi Yan, what exactly do you want?"

Ifrit immediately fell silent, and Qi Yan's lips curled into a satisfied smile, but he did not respond.

Christensen: "...Saria, why don't you answer me?"

"I don't know," Seria said frankly.

Christen looked at Seria beside her in disbelief.

She had thought Saria would waver, but she never expected her to betray them so completely.

Seria felt deeply wronged by Christensen's gaze.

I really don't know!

You didn't reveal any of the plan to me the whole time, keeping me in the dark like Li Boli. Qi Yan was only focused on leading the way and didn't explain his actions at all.

I won without contributing anything and now I'm being asked to do a post-battle analysis?

Am I supposed to start by saying something absurd like, "So-called 'learning to play casually' is just about getting ranked points while lying down"?