Arknights, are you a good person?

"God said, let there be soup powder."

The next moment, a bowl of steaming noodle soup really appeared on the table.

Qi Yuan sniffed lightly, and the spicy smell of white pepper immediately rushed into his nose. He looked down and saw that except for the indispensable eel, the soup was indeed made according to the traditional method, and even the fish bones were dissolved in it.

“Add more chopped green onions.”

The sudden appearance of green embellishes it, like the last piece of a puzzle.

Qi Yuan took a sip and breathed a sigh of relief: "It tastes exactly the same as I remember. The second brother's illusion technique is quite advanced."

Qi Yuan finished a bowl of noodle soup, two fried dough sticks, and a cup of hot eggnog at whirlwind speed and continued to think.

Even if you become a god in a fantasy world, the feeling is just like that. The right thing to do is to get out of it as soon as possible.

Maybe the key is to...stimulate your own emotions?

He began to try.

The next moment, Qi Yuan was sitting on the golden toilet, watching the human empire that occupied the universe gradually decay and degenerate, but he was unable to stand up and could only continuously provide energy to the empire. It was great and tragic.

But Qi Yuan did not feel the opportunity to break the illusion.

The emotions aren’t strong enough.

The next moment, Qi Yuan arrived at the war-torn front line again. Space battleships were burning at the edge of the Orion constellation, and brilliant light was shining in the darkness of the Tanhauser Gate.

Still no feeling.

Qi Yuan manipulates the illusion, gradually reaching the limit of human imagination.

Sometimes you see Jupiter and the Earth passing each other; sometimes, two-dimensional foil hits, and the starry sky turns into a scene in Van Gogh's paintings; the bones thrown into the sky by apes turn into a montage of spaceships, and the music of "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" echoes in your ears.

There are countless examples above.

Qi Yuan tried his best to restore all the science fiction content that he had ever seen.

But the illusion was not successfully dispelled.

"The more grand the scene, the less emotion it has. It's the wrong direction. It's better to have something that impressed me the most and that really happened."

Qi Yuan muttered to himself, lowered his head in thought, and did not continue to challenge the grand sci-fi scenes.

He knew this probably didn't work.

However, the producer may not have any intention, but the bystander may have.

Although Qi Yuan gave up on making sci-fi shots, Lao Er, who was watching from afar, fell into silence. He rubbed his eyes subconsciously several times after the scene changed.

"..."

What is this?

What is this mess?!

Rub your eyes, take a look, rub your eyes again, and the scene changes again.

It's like a machine stuck in an endless loop, not very smart.

The second brother didn't need to do this at all, not to mention that his true form was just a wine barrel at this moment. Even if he was the same as before, he didn't need to behave like an ordinary person.

But at this moment, the second brother was like a Qing Dynasty person who had just opened his eyes to the world. He was shocked by everything he saw and was speechless.

Things were far beyond his understanding.

"I see."

After a while, the second child suddenly realized and said, "Is this the chess player standing at the top? I really picked a good opponent."

Only those who have witnessed the magnificent scene that neither humans nor behemoths can imagine can have the courage to use all living beings as chess pieces and make such perfect calculations, because let alone Yan Country, even the entire Terra continent is just a small stage for Qi Yuan.

It’s right, everything is right, that’s absolutely right!

The second one became even more excited.

He stared at Qi Yuan's illusion closely, afraid of missing any scene. After being extremely grand, it suddenly became extremely small, a scene that can be seen everywhere in life.

Penguin Logistics' bar.

"Interesting, very interesting." The second brother was ecstatic.

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The scene around Qi Yuan changed rapidly.

He was standing outside the Earth's End bar and was stopped by the security guard Texas. Exia had already gone in to report.

Not long after, the emperor's voice was heard from inside the bar.

"Qi Yuan wants to see you... Which Qi Yuan?"

After his identity was confirmed, he was brought into the bar by Archangel who appeared in a hurry.

The wind chimes rang softly, and Qi Yuan looked closely, only to see the emperor sitting in front of the bar with his feet off the ground, holding a glass of whiskey in his wings. His dark sunglasses emitted bursts of cold light, as if he was looking at Qi Yuan coldly.

"Qi Yuan, how are you?"

"I'm living a good life." Qi Yuan replied.

The emperor gently swirled the whiskey in his glass. Upon hearing this, his wings trembled slightly. "I heard that you defected to the Guards Bureau... What position do you hold there?"

"I am a five-star good citizen of Longmen. I have the power of law enforcement and investigation, and I am on the same level as a superintendent of police."

"Humph~"

When the emperor heard this, he slowly uttered a sour voice through his nose:

"Well done, great official—"

155: All teammates regret it

Qi Yuan was speechless for a moment and could not answer the emperor's question.

Is the superintendent of police a high-ranking official?

The illusion was constructed according to his imagination, but this was the first time that Qi Yuan created a living person in the illusion. It was also the first time he knew that the characters in the illusion were not soulless puppets. They would say whatever he thought.

Instead, he took Qi Yuan's inner stereotype as a blueprint, gave free rein to it, and fully interpreted what it means to have wild imagination.

This emperor, and everyone at Penguin Logistics, are simply too free.

"How can a sparrow understand the ambition of a swan? You are probably trying to say this, haha, haha~"

The emperor laughed deep, sipped his whiskey gently, stared at Qi Yuan up and down, his eyes sharp like a bird of prey.

"I treated you well, and several of my female colleagues were also very nice to you, but you were so determined to join the Wei guy. It would have been fine if you simply ran away, but you even came back in a high-profile manner to pack up your belongings. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Can't you find a time when everyone is away and sneak back?"

"I never thought that there would be a day when I would misjudge someone."

The emperor sighed and looked at the empty whiskey glass.

"Continued Cup."

The bartender Is appeared and added a glass of wine to the Emperor who was still unsatisfied. The wine was a dark gold color as if it had been smoked, sparkling under the light. Since there was a huge ice ball in the glass, the seemingly full glass of wine was actually not much.

This is also a tiny detail generated by Qi Yuan's stereotype.

Once again, the emperor drank the whiskey in one gulp.

After burping, he said to Qi Yuan again: "This wine is like a sharp knife slowly cutting through my throat, making me want to write a song to diss you harshly."

"That's it!"

The Archangel clenched his fists in empathy, and his little face, which was always smiling, was now full of grievance and no longer happy.

After feeling wronged for a long time, the Angel of Power raised her head like a humble girl and asked:

"Are you really leaving?"

Qi Yuan nodded: "It has delayed us a bit. Can I go to the staff lounge to pack my things now? Those things need to be transported to the staff dormitory of the Guard Bureau, which will still take some effort."

These words were thought up by Qi Yuan. According to the setting, this illusion was that everyone knew that he was going to change his allegiance and was doing everything they could to keep him.

The main theme set by Qi Yuan is four words - too late to regret.

Obviously, the theme was his own idea, and he knew it was an illusion, but when he saw everyone trying to keep him, he still felt complicated.

Maybe I have a talent for being a director.

Qi Yuan thought seriously.

"Qi Yuan!"

The emperor slammed the wine glass down and shouted at Qi Yuan.

In an instant, everyone from Penguin Logistics ran over, even the doorman Texas stopped standing at the door stupidly. Qi Yuan was surrounded by people, and the bar was suddenly filled with an atmosphere of inseparable love.

It's like a tug-of-war, and it's at a stalemate.

This unique scene was naturally watched by the second year old. He nodded seriously and could not help but marvel at it.

"awesome."

Regardless of whether Qi Yuan could see it or not, he clapped three times: "He uses all living beings as chess pieces. Although he is emotionally invested in them, he is still able to be cold and ruthless. He abandons them when necessary. He is so able to control his actions so well. Qi Yuan is indeed a chess player who is as perfect as the sky."

It seemed that whenever Qi Yuan went to the toilet, the second brother could analyze his strengths and tell him what tricks and magical moves he had made.

The main purpose is to flatter.

"It's a pity that the wiser a person is, the harder it is to break the illusion, because nothing can impress such a person."

The second brother shook his head with emotion.

It turned out that the reason Qi Yuan was unable to break through the illusion was not because he was stupid, but because he was too smart.

"Maybe I should help him again."

He couldn't hold back and took a half step forward with his right foot.

If he took another step with his left foot, Lao Er would appear in front of Qi Yuan in an instant as if he were a soul wandering in the void. However, his foot had already stretched out half an inch, but he did not take a step forward and instead froze in place.

He was a little confused.

"Why would the illusion fluctuate?"

Qi Yuan was about to break the illusion? But he was so calm, facing the chess pieces who were frantically trying to keep him, Qi Yuan still said goodbye calmly.

what is the problem?

Illusion is a means of facing the spirit directly. There is no physical cover, only the existence of the spirit. All emotions are released directly without any disguise. It is simple and direct.

But how did he do it... Lao Er was surprised and doubtful. He stretched out his foot and then retreated, giving up the idea of ​​helping Qi Yuan.

He decided to wait and see.

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On the other side, in the ink-colored painting world, the interior of the Penguin Logistics jeep.

“There’s another picture!”

Exia stretched out her finger, excitedly urging her colleagues to look up.

After a long wait, the atmosphere gradually became less relaxed and more tense, filled with silence. When they saw the sudden appearance of the illusion, they all perked up.

"It must be Qi Yuan's. He is the only one whose image has not appeared yet." The Archangel said confidently.

The screen flickers.

"Is that... the end of the earth?"

Qi Yuan’s illusion is actually at the headquarters of Penguin Logistics?

Colleagues all felt warmed in their hearts.

“However, according to the principle of illusion, it is someone who caused Qi Yuan’s heart to fluctuate, which led to these scenes appearing…” Kong lowered his head and gently stroked his chin.

"..."

What scares me most is that the air suddenly becomes quiet.