Arknights, are you a good person?

"It all depends on you, Old Wei." Qi Yuan said hopefully.

Telling more tales can improve your public morality. Qi Yuan's ambition to be promoted and Wei Yanwu's mood are like two mortal enemies who never meet. If they meet, one of them will die.

Wei Yanwu did not doubt him and nodded, "Now that you have reached this stage, you should have encountered some bottlenecks that you cannot understand."

"If you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me. I will answer any questions I have."

Qi Yuan nodded solemnly: "For the greater good, sacrifice yourself."

Old Wei: “?”

After coming out of the Wei Mansion, Qi Yuan ran into Madam Wen Yue who was returning from shopping. Madam Wen Yue was surprised at first, and then enthusiastically tried to invite Qi Yuan to have dinner with her.

"My cooking skills have been getting better and better recently."

Madam Wen Yue smiled and shook her head, revealing a hint of helplessness: "I just wanted to reward my husband before, but I didn't expect that he didn't figure out anything in the end. Only I learned how to cook, which can barely be considered a gain."

"I haven't thanked you sincerely until now. I am sorry for not being polite."

Madam Wen Yue had a gentle smile and looked like a beautiful girl from a small family.

If her hands had not gently stroked the motorcycle parked in the courtyard, her eyes constantly searching for scratches on it, Mrs. Wen Yue would have been a typical good wife.

Now... there is a subtle overlap with the look of Texas desperately repairing the car.

"call--"

After checking for a while, Mrs. Wen Yue and Wei Yanwu both breathed a sigh of relief.

Not a single scratch.

When they were trying their skills just now, Lao Wei not only fought against Qi Yuan's sharp sword intent that was about to reach the level of cloud cracking, but also used his mind to protect his wife's motorcycle.

This shows how strong their strength is.

But there must be some other reason why he worked so hard to guard the car even without protecting his own sleeves.

"Stay for dinner."

Madam Wen Yue shook the basket in her hand. "Today we have scallion-fried tofu, deep-fried hairtail, and a fresh soup made from five kinds of non-toxic mushrooms..."

It’s hard to refuse such kindness.

Qi Yuan nodded and accepted the invitation.

"These five types of mushrooms, in theory, grow in different corners of Terra, thousands of meters apart from each other. But you can buy them all right here at Longmen. Do you know why?"

Madam Wen Yue kept it a secret, but soon revealed the answer:

"I went to your farm and bought it from the little girl named Mud Rock. Yuxia and Shi Huaiya were both there. They were a little nervous when they saw me. They talked haltingly, as if they were reporting on their duties."

Qi Yuan obtained key information that during the time he was away, Mudstone's farm had already started selling goods.

Moreover, the business is booming and is growing rapidly.

"That's great." Qi Yuan was filled with emotion.

This group of infected people can have a stable income, enough food to eat, and their children can grow up safely in the community. Qi Yuan counted on his fingers and it seemed that the first payday for the infected people would soon be here.

This is also full of public morality.

Qi Yuan suddenly perked up and felt that he had made a wise decision.

Money is not important, isn't it just tens or hundreds of millions of Longmen coins? Is it more important to have the sincerity and public morality of the infected people?

Qi Yuan only wants public morality!

Dinner was great.

The atmosphere was extremely harmonious. No matter what Madam Wen Yue said, Old Wei did not refute anything.

"Looking at the situation in the courtyard, your swordsmanship has improved again. Old Wei is itching to practice. When you have time, you can go and train Xiao Chen. She has been practicing harder and harder recently, and seems to have made great progress."

The Chixiao sword technique places more emphasis on character.

When Chen faces his identity as an infected person and finds his true self in the confusion, his Chixiao swordsmanship will naturally improve.

"I'll go to the Guard Bureau when I have time."

Qi Yuan nodded.

Not only will he train Xiao Chen, he will also train all members of the Guards Bureau severely. This is all shining public morality.

"Don't let anyone go!"

Qi Yuan's gaze rested on Wei Yanwu, and his determined look made the latter feel slightly relieved.

To improve public morality, start by torturing Lao Wei.

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In the following days, Longmen was like a lullaby, extremely peaceful.

Get up, feed the dog, and go out.

Public morality +1.

After a while, a nimble figure appeared on the streets of Longmen. She had horns on her head and a tail behind her. Her long dark blue hair fluttered in the wind, and her waist was outlined by a rope, making her look extremely slender, like a model walking out of a fashion magazine.

"Qi Yuan!"

The little dragon ran and shouted, and his voice echoed throughout the street.

This loud-voiced beauty is, of course, Police Superintendent Chen Huijie of the Guard Bureau.

The rope that outlines the waist is not a fashionable item. Behind it is a huge tire, more than one person tall, blocking out the sun. It is obviously very heavy. I wonder which heavy transport truck it was removed from.

Between Chen and the tire was a jeep.

Qi Yuan was driving with a serious expression.

"Qi Yuan, how can this kind of training improve your swordsmanship? At most, it can only improve your cardiopulmonary capacity, right?"

"Don't talk back, subordinates!"

Qi Yuan seemed to be competing with Chen to see who had the loudest voice, and rolled down the window angrily:

"Chen, what's wrong with that expression on your face? What's wrong with your tears? Can your tears save Longmen?!"

"?"

After being scolded twice, Chen became furious.

She hadn't shed a tear since she was ten years old. She did shed two tears the last time she saw Tallulah, but they were tears of joy.

Chen, won't cry.

However, it was impossible for Chen to explode against Qi Yuan. If he was a little slow, Qi Yuan would catch up with him in a jeep. The rotating wheels brought up a strong wind, gently blowing on Chen's back.

Chen quickly dragged the tire and ran faster.

At the same time, she began to wonder in her heart. Although she felt that this method didn't seem to be very effective, was it possible that this was Qi Yuan sharing his own training method?

Qi Yuan's Chixiao swordsmanship has improved so quickly, there must be a reason for it.

And now, Qi Yuan has shared the method selflessly. If you practice it yourself, maybe it will be useful?

This idea gradually took root in Chen's heart.

“You really have to study hard.”

She muttered to herself, adjusted her posture slightly, and ran more seriously.

Morality +1

As for why Qi Yuan drove the jeep instead of getting out and running with Chen, dragging a tire, Chen didn't know and she didn't dare to ask.

"very good."

Qi Yuan poked his head out of the car window again: "Hold on, Xiao Chen!"

After several days of collecting, the public virtue gradually accumulated, and Qi Yuan's mood became better and better. He reached into his sleeve and confirmed that Xi's scroll was still in his hand.

446: Xi is extremely angry (3 more)

After the morning exercise, Qi Yuan satisfied his life coaching addiction by driving a jeep and hitting someone, and gained three points of public morality from Chen.

At this moment, it was just past seven o'clock.

After finishing morning exercise, Qi Yuan dragged Chen to her rented apartment to take a shower and go to work. Qi Yuan then drifted away from the roadside and turned directly to the door of the End of the Earth bar.

Beautiful work.

Sitting at the bar, gently stroking Keobe's chin, Qi Yuan clenched his right fist, full of confidence.

"Three days have passed, and my public morality has accumulated 231 points."

Qi Yuan glanced at the lofty moral approval. The two puppets were still exercising, living a wasteful life that consumed a little public morality every hour.

It's just corruption.

"If we calculate it according to normal circumstances, a puppet consumes 24 points of public virtue per day. These points of public virtue can only last the puppet for about five days."

It's really too expensive.

He had been patient for three days, and just as he had saved up this much, he quickly took out Xi's scroll.

The scroll was independent in the air. Qi Yuan reached out and knocked on the door. When the rice paper was hit, it made a deep sound like wood knocking.

"Is Xiaoxi here?"

"No, never again."

A cold reply rang out, "Qi Yuan, I have been following you out for several days, and I haven't seen anything that can be called a wonder. It's just that the scenery I have seen keeps repeating. It seems that you were just deceiving me before. The so-called courage to break through the sky is just a bait to lure me out. You and that street urchin are basically the same kind of people..."

"Are you scolding me?"

Qi Yuan confirmed with Xi, then quickly cooperated by covering his chest, clenching two fingers and trembling slightly.

"I'm so angry!" Qi Yuan bit his lips tightly.

"Humph."

Xi didn't know if he was satisfied with the scolding and stopped yelling.

"Then can I come in?" Qi Yuan's heart pain immediately stopped and he asked enthusiastically.

"Well……"

Xi suddenly became even angrier and responded with silence.

In the painting.

In the quiet studio, Xi bit her lips tightly, her chest rose and fell slightly, and she exhaled a long breath:

"Boring man."

There was a hint of fatigue in her red eyes.

The picture scroll shows the scenery of Poshan Town where Qi Yuan once wreaked havoc. He fought here, causing chaos in the town. Even Pello, who passed by, had to eat a bowl of rice here before he could leave.

Originally, as soon as Qi Yuan left, Xi should have made some modifications and restored Poshan Town to its original appearance.

A state of chaos where there is no flow of time.

But she didn't do it.

Xi spent some effort to separate this painting out from his own three thousand volumes of painting albums, turning it into a more unique painting.

"Finally solved."

Xi slowly put down the huge sword stained with ink, and said to himself: "It is not a problem to separate this painting. The most annoying thing is to stop the time flowing in this studio and turn it into the state before Qi Yuan came."

She could have just started another painting.

But there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling Xi not to do this. Drawing a new picture would be like giving in to Qi Yuan.

As it turned out, it was Xi's victory.

The studio returned to its peaceful and remote state, and time stopped here again.

Xi, fearless challenge!

The knock on the door started again, continuously. Xi frowned slightly and looked at the door with great disgust.

Really...