Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

In the midst of the frantic acceleration, Logos took the initiative, wielding its bone pen to unleash an impact that struck the wheels of the ACE bench.

ACE reacted quickly, immediately slamming his warhammer into the ground and using the recoil to lift his stool off the ground, dodging the attack while flying forward like a cannonball.

Then ACE became like the protagonist of a game nicknamed 'Getting Over It', frantically swinging a warhammer and hopping forward, chair and all.

"Is there still such an operation?!"

Logos stared in disbelief, then gritted his teeth and summoned a chain of incantations to bind ACE's warhammer.

"You got Fooled."

ACE had been waiting for this moment. He suddenly swung his warhammer, forcibly pulling Logos to his side through the spell chains, and then grabbed Logos' bone pen.

Logos realized the problem, but it was too late. His strength was no match for ACE's, and the bone pen was instantly taken away.

Logos, whose weapon had been taken away, revealed a sly smile of triumph:

"Ha, you're the one who fell for it."

Logos strikes again, but this time his target isn't the bone pen that ACE is protecting, but rather the sunglasses on ACE's face.

Caught off guard, Logos flicked ACE's sunglasses with his fingertips.

Logos casually put the sunglasses on his face and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, his bone pen burst forth with a blazing white light, as if dozens of flashbangs had detonated simultaneously in the training room.

Awakening, it’s hunting time!

The intense white light blinded almost everyone.

The ACE, who was holding the bone pen, felt the most extreme pain. Even though he closed his eyes immediately, he still felt the light piercing through his eyelids, as if it wanted to shine through his skull.

The intense flash of light caused ACE to lose all sense of direction, and even though he tried his best to keep the stool from deviating from the course, it was all in vain.

After struggling for a few seconds, he felt his stool hit something, and he instantly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

When the light faded and everyone's vision returned, all they could see was ACE's disheveled figure hanging upside down on the track fence, and Logos wearing sunglasses who had already passed the straight acceleration zone.

Kroos rubbed her eyes hard and said angrily:

"This is outrageous! You've dragged the commentators and audience into this! I'm disqualifying you from the competition!"

Logos remained completely unfazed, removing his sunglasses, turning around, and gracefully reversing into the curve, raising a finger towards Kroos:

"I can work with you to shoot a photo album."

"But then again, we're Rhodes Island, not Kazimierz." Kroos's attitude made a complete 180-degree turn. "I hereby declare that Logos's eligibility to participate is reinstated!"

"A cover-up!!"

"A cover-up!!!"

A series of protests immediately erupted from the audience.

"Heh, hehe, hehehe..."

Amidst the deafening roar of protests, a cold laugh suddenly broke the silence.

Everyone instinctively looked over, only to find Scout standing outside the track, watching Logos enter the corner with a pitying gaze.

"Arrogance will surely lead to defeat," he sneered.

Before Kroos could ask anything, she noticed the unexpected incident on the track.

Feeling confident of victory, Logos encountered a sudden slippage on the bench while cornering, and his attempts to slow down by pushing off with his legs had no effect.

"It's paraffin wax, I added paraffin wax!"

Scout witnessed Logos crash headfirst into the track fence, bursting into unrestrained laughter: "I put paraffin on this corner!"

Kroos: ?

Audience: ? ?

Logos: ? ? ?

"No, when did you apply the paraffin wax?" Logos got up, somewhat exasperated. "Everything was normal during the first lap, and you were under my close surveillance the whole time. You couldn't possibly have had the opportunity to do this!"

"Of course I didn't have a chance, but in this battle of the boys, the girls who had no interest were precisely those whose presence was minimized!"

Scout spoke with the pride of a victory declaration: "Before the competition, I secretly bribed Huang to deliberately fall behind and be ranked last during the race. Her Originium Arts can instantly melt the paraffin she carries and spread it evenly across the track!"

"You are such a genius!"

Logos gritted his teeth upon learning the truth.

"In the end, you still lost to me." Scout's face was brimming with pride.

"In the end, Qi Yan reaped all the benefits!" Logos shouted, pointing at Qi Yan, who was sticking out his tongue as he entered the corner on the track.

"Thank you Scout for the paraffin donation, thank you to my little sister for her support, and thank you to all the viewers for your love."

Qi Yan, panting heavily, gave his acceptance speech on the track: "My victory this time is not only due to my own efforts, but also largely thanks to everyone... Hey? Hey hey hey hey!"

He was only halfway through his acceptance speech when he found himself losing his balance on the paraffin-covered track.

Under everyone's stunned gaze, Qi Yan defied all expectations of the word "trash," successfully causing a blunder in the most unlikely circumstances.

Qi Yan fell onto the track, but continued to slide due to inertia, looking equally dumbfounded.

The once lively training room fell into a deathly silence because of his miraculous actions.

Then, everyone watched silently as Huang slowly slid over on the round stool, releasing heat to melt the paraffin wax and easily passing through the bend.

After gliding for a distance, Huang suddenly realized something and turned to look at Kroos: "I'm the only one left on the track, so doesn't that automatically make me the champion?"

“…Theoretically speaking, that’s how it is.” Kroos was at a loss for words for a moment.

A group of people were fighting fiercely, but in the end, someone who fixed the match became the champion?

"Strange, why is the elevator malfunctioning?"

Amiya and Kal'tsit are trapped in the elevator, and they gradually realize that the situation is strange.

An elevator alone cannot truly trap them, but these successive eyebrow pencil incidents have almost laid a certain fact out in the open.

"It seems the Doctor has been longing for the days of climbing high and looking out at the distance lately," Kal'tsit said, her tone devoid of any emotion.

Amiya remained silent with a pained expression.

Now that things have come to this, even she can no longer cover it up.

She really couldn't understand why the doctor was so obsessed with controlling Eureka. He had already learned his lesson last time, so why didn't he learn his lesson at all?

Just then, a scream from the doctor suddenly came from above them.

The screams were so heart-wrenching that just hearing them sent chills down one's spine.

"Has something happened to the doctor?"

Startled, Amiya immediately summoned Shadowy Sky, cleaved the elevator in two slashes, and dashed out.

"It came from the medical department. Today it's Gavial's turn... sigh!"

Kal'tsit tried to stop her, but found that Amiya had already disappeared into the corridor outside the elevator without looking back.

"This kid."

Shaking her head, Kal'tsit stepped out of the elevator and walked slowly toward the medical department.

She had only taken a few steps when she heard another scream from the side.

"Tin people?" Kal'tsit was genuinely bewildered this time.

"You...you don't come any closer!" The Tin Man's desperate screams continued, on the verge of collapse. "Let me go, let me leave Rhodes Island, I'll never come back!"

"Mr. Tin Man, it's just an accident. Calm down. The more panicked you are, the more likely you are to make a mistake."

Eureka's soothing words followed, but they were clearly not very effective.

Kal'tsit silently retracted the leg she had raised.

That situation was clearly beyond her control.

She took out her terminal and contacted Shuiyue to come and contain some unspeakable being, while Kal'tsit stood there looking somewhat lost.

With Gavial handling the doctor's punishment, she dared not make any rash contact with the Tin Man, and she dared not go back to handle her work during the time Eureka broke through containment. So what else could she do?

"Huang, you're really something!"

A series of low, gritted growls traveled through the damaged elevator shaft to Kal'tsit's ears.

"What's going on here now?" Kal'tsit raised an eyebrow. "But it's in the training room. Looks like I know what I'm capable of."

With her hands in her pockets, Kal'tsit walked briskly toward the training room.

Ladies and gentlemen, your entertainment is coming to an end. Next up is my entertainment.

This feeling is very good.

Just thinking about what was about to happen made Kal'tsit's lips curl into a slight smile.

(Surprised? Unexpected? I've got eight consecutive updates! I'm back on my feet!)