Arknights, are you a good person?

Holding the warm sweet rice wine egg flower, watching the golden egg flower floating in the sweet rice wine, Zhongyue smiled and shook his head, patiently explaining: "It's not a cold, it's probably my brothers and sisters who are like-minded and miss me, and I feel something in their hearts."

He was in a good mood.

No matter what, Xi will definitely understand my painstaking efforts.

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"When the energy is released, the river tide recedes, and when the energy is withdrawn, the hair becomes calm!"

Same boxing techniques, same noisy poetry recitation, but the people doing the boxing are different.

A punch was thrown, light flowed, and the powerful wind from the fist swept across the earth.

The fist wind flew straight forward for dozens of meters, and the floor tiles shattered into pieces, as if a dragon had flipped over.

"So strong."

Qi Yuan wiped the sweat off his forehead and put his fist away with great satisfaction.

This is the normal state. The whisk punch without any buff is already at the level of ordinary explosive compared to the previous Chongying punch.

If various strange buffs are added, the power will undoubtedly be even stronger.

But Qi Yuan did not try to commit suicide. After all, this was not the real world. He was afraid that he might accidentally use too much force and break Xi's painting, just like last time.

Give your children some space.

In the past few days, Qi Yuan's boxing skills have been completely consolidated and he has begun to move towards the final state of nothingness. His swordsmanship has also made great progress and is getting closer and closer to the real cloud crack. The two puppets are still training, but the public morality consumed is gradually approaching normal. It is obvious that the time difference is about to reverse.

Qi Yuan shook his head with great regret.

After standing there for a while, the destructive effects caused by Qi Yuan gradually disappeared, the blue bricks that had turned into powder reappeared, and countless plants and trees were outlined.

A large, visible hand grabbed the paintbrush and scribbled, repairing the picture to its original appearance.

Qi Yuan clapped softly upon seeing this.

The more I exercise, the more I can feel the goodness of Xi.

There has been no monster harassment recently, and Qi Yuan has been very free. Apart from delivering meals to Saga, he has almost nothing to do every day.

"grateful."

He looked up and said, completely sincerely.

"Humph……"

A cold snort came from the sky, extremely cold and reserved.

She came with the attitude of quarreling, and then suddenly stopped making any noise, and she didn't know how to quarrel at all.

Qi Yuan was used to it and shook his head helplessly.

"There's really nothing we can do about her."

"Don't imitate that old guy!" Xi suddenly left and never came back, leaving behind another sentence. It was obvious that he was extremely angry and had been eavesdropping.

"old man?"

Qi Yuan thought for a long time before realizing that Xi might be talking about Zhong Yue.

When there is trouble, he is a brother; when there is no trouble, he is an old fellow.

Qi Yuan coughed twice and was about to say something righteous, but unexpectedly Xi stopped talking again, as if he had suddenly been disconnected while they were chatting.

It fits his imagination of social phobia very well.

Qi Yuan shook his head helplessly, turned around and left, not caring about this little thing.

until--

As soon as it was lunchtime, Qi Yuan brought vegetarian food to the bell tower, ready to do some good deeds and earn some insignificant public virtue. When he was about to knock on the door, he found a set of empty bowls and chopsticks at the door of the bell tower, obviously looking like someone had just finished eating.

"..."

Qi Yuan suddenly felt that something was wrong and frowned:

"Let me see what's going on."

When I pushed open the door, the scene inside the clock tower came into view.

A huge bell was hanging in the air, with a copper-clad wooden striker next to it. The wandering monk from the Eastern Kingdom was kneeling on the ground, stroking his belly contentedly.

She was wearing a monk's robe, with a huge naginata leaning against the wall, and her long straight black hair gave her a very oriental charm.

"Saga!"

Qi Yuan shouted, and the wandering monk slowly opened his eyes.

"Yeah? Donor Qi."

She stood up in great surprise: "Sorry, I just ate too much fried tofu and natto rice, and I fell asleep without realizing it."

It seems that he ate too much.

Xi fed嵯'e quite well, and the vegetarian meal brought by Qi Yuan suddenly lost its appeal.

"I see……"

After observing for a while, Saga nodded and said, "I was wondering why there were so many meals outside today. It turns out that the owner of this world personally took action."

Qi Yuan: “…”

Saga burped and clasped his hands together: "Donor Qi Yuan, if you count it this way, you have done a good deed."

"how do I say this?"

"She had been watching from the sidelines, but because of you, she started to make this place more livable. Although her original intention was to compete with you, life in Poshan Town has indeed become better and better."

She bowed her head slightly, her brows lowered.

Public morality +1.

Saga is also a walking public morality machine.

In addition to delivering meals and doing public service on a regular basis, she is also a sincere person. When Qi Yuan's actions make other people's lives better, even if it has nothing to do with Saga, she will be sincerely moved.

A few dark clouds floated in the sky.

The painting shows blue sky and white clouds, and the sky is clear, but suddenly a storm breaks out.

It was obvious that Xi had been eavesdropping and strongly disagreed with Saga's point of view, and reacted violently.

How could she change herself for Qi Yuan?

In the next few days, Qi Yuan was subjected to unprecedented severe targeting.

No matter what good deeds Qi Yuan did, Xidu would use his power as an animator to help Qi Yuan do it first. The living standards of the residents in Poshan Town suddenly changed drastically.

Qi Yuan: “…”

He looked up at the sky and found that the sky in the world of the painting was becoming clearer and clearer, and not even a cloud could be seen.

Where is the graceful appearance of the Jiangnan water town?

"What else can you do?"

Xi couldn't hide her pride and asked hatefully.

424: Easy to control

Xi's fighting style is unique and completely different from other Sui Beast fragments.

It is like a school of its own.

Originally, during this period of time, Qi Yuan had already regarded Poshan Town as an immersive business simulation game.

But now, no matter what Qi Yuan wants to do, Xi will rush to do it before Qi Yuan. If this is a life-and-death struggle, her strategy is to bore Qi Yuan to death.

No matter what he does, he is always ahead of Qi Yuan, as if he is fighting against Prst's automatic agent.

"What, the town well is dry?"

As soon as Qi Yuan walked to the well, water began to bubble out of the dry well, and the clear spring water gushed out as if it was free.

Qi Yuan scratched his head and suppressed the urge to complain.

Fortunately, there are new commissions.

"The roof is leaking?"

Qi Yuan followed the townspeople and before they reached the destination, the shabby little bungalow suddenly rose from the ground and turned into a three-story building. Not only did it solve the problem of leaking rain, but it also created a new building.

Qi Yuan suddenly had nothing to do again.

Repeat this several times.

Finally, Qi Yuan stood in the center of the town, looked up at the cloudless sky, and seemed to hear a few gentle sneers.

Xi, stand up!

"Can you draw anything?" Qi Yuan asked puzzled.

"How can I say that? Mountains, rivers, wind and moon, flowers, feathers, forests, peddlers, hawkers, young and old, men and women, there are too many to paint and too many to see. How can I paint all the things in the world?"

Although they were always at loggerheads, Xi always responded to Qi Yuan's questions immediately.

Maybe it's because it's too lonely.

Qi Yuan nodded: "I feel relieved when you say that."

"?"

As soon as these words came out, Xi's slender black eyebrows suddenly frowned.

Rest assured? What kind of rest assured?

The heart that had just been put at ease was suddenly hung in the air again.

As it turned out, Xi's worries were necessary, and Qi Yuan no longer cared about Xi's actions.

Later, Qi Yuan appeared in the teahouse where the storyteller was. He did not come to drink tea or listen to the story, but directly took the storyteller's seat. As for where the storyteller had gone, no one cared.

Waving fans in front of people and banging tables with a wake-up stick.

"Dear readers, please listen carefully."

Qi Yuan knocked the wake-up stick with a bang, which brought about a round of applause. Regardless of the storytelling skills, the way of creating an atmosphere that he learned without any instruction is worth learning.

Xi: “Ah?”

I finally managed to follow your train of thought, but now I don't understand it anymore.

"Today's story is different from the previous one about the frustrated artist. I will tell you about... the first manned space flight on the Terran continent. The eyes of the Terrans touched the false sky. The authenticity of the story is left for you to judge for yourself."

Qi Yuan looked like he was telling a story.

This is Xi's painting. The characters all have their own lives, but it is still a painting in the final analysis.

Xi immediately understood that this story was told to her.

"How childish."

In the deepest part of the album, Xi curled his lips in disdain and lay on the table in boredom, with his green dragon tail swinging back and forth, looking extremely bored.

Although she is the youngest sister among the Sui Beast fragments, she has lived for a thousand years after all.

It's a small thing among old things.

Before coming to Huiqi Mountain to live in seclusion, she saw many things and painted many pictures. It was simply wishful thinking to expect Xi to be interested in the outside world described by Qi Yuan.

"wishful thinking."

Xi repeatedly emphasized that we should not forget our original intention.

However, since I can't be moved at all, it seems there's no harm in listening to it...

After all, this person keeps talking nonstop, and if you don't watch carefully, you never know what kind of trouble he will cause in the world of the painting.

This is all for your own personal safety.

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"Okay, that's enough storytelling."

Qi Yuan hit the wake-up stick again, and Xi woke up as if from a dream, shaking his head in confusion.