Arknights, are you a good person?

Jeston punched his own health insurance card, and the card cut into the wall like a blade, and cracks spread like a spider web.

"That's to make the weak give up. I'm different from those weaklings!"

Jeston collected his fist and picked up the card in one go: "I am a strong man. In this Colombia where the weak are the prey of the strong, I deserve better treatment. I will never be crushed into dust by the wheels!"

Before the police arrived, Jason ran away with his head down and his face covered.

All his savings and company medical insurance were used up during his one-month stay in the ICU. Now he only has more than 1 yuan left and can't even pay the rent. He just argued with his former boss at the door, but didn't get the N+ compensation.

The beach umbrella company has done its best by not firing me even after I stayed in the ICU for a month.

"why?"

As soon as he ran out of the possible pursuit range of the police, Jeston immediately stopped and stared at the sky above his head like a complaining woman: "Why did such a powerful man fall to this point?"

"Why does that man named Qi Yuan exist? Why did he come to Colombia?"

"whee."

A mocking laugh came from behind him. Jeston turned around suddenly and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.

There was no one behind.

"A strong man? A strong man who was scared to death and ran away, not even daring to draw his weapon?" The voice came again. It was an arrogant and seductive female voice. After speaking, the other party seemed to lick her lips.

"Chiliu~"

Danger!

The small spell-casting unit vibrated at an incredible speed, emitting a faint light. Jeston leaned forward and rushed forward. The highway guardrail not far away twisted at an incredible angle and swung wildly, like a dancing snake.

Under the control of the Originium technique, the steel shattered into pieces, and then pieced together to form a set of armor that fits tightly to the body.

Two long steel swords extended from his elbows, forming an integrated whole, turning him into a steel mantis.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning.

"Who?"

Jeston raised the two knives and looked around, his eyes, the only two parts exposed, showing a strong sense of alertness.

"I'm here."

A provocative voice came from behind. Jeston swung his arm suddenly, and the long sword was thrown out in an instant, drawing a sharp straight line in the air.

This is just a smoke screen.

The micro spellcasting unit moved slightly, and the long sword trembled in the air and instantly broke into dozens of pieces, leaving more than a dozen sharp and thin metal blades that were hard to defend against.

"I'm not someone who can be provoked by anyone."

Jeston said to himself: "Do you think you are Qi Yuan?"

"Alas, so the strong man you mentioned refers to a wild beast. Only by beating you up can you be made to talk properly... You are indeed a Colombian who is full of savagery... Oh, I said it wrong, it's the pioneering spirit."

A mocking voice came from afar.

There was a strong wind between heaven and earth.

High-speed airflow circulated in the air, making a sharp sound. The thrown flying knives were stopped in place by an invisible force. After losing their initial momentum, they fell unwillingly, just like dumplings.

"This guy who is hiding his head and showing his tail, could it be that Qi Yuan is trying to kill him?" Jeston asked while looking around.

"funny."

The woman in the dark licked her lips again.

The storm is blowing again.

Countless tiny gusts of wind picked up the blades on the ground. After a tremor, the blades took off like frantically dancing butterflies, spinning randomly in the air and instantly surrounded Jeston.

Sparks flew.

Jeston dodged and moved in various ways, but the blades still flew at him from all kinds of unexpected angles, hitting the kidneys of his lower back and the Achilles tendon of his thigh, which were the most fatal places.

If it weren't for the layer of armor on the outside, Jeston would have died instantly after this combo.

Finally, driven by the wind, countless tiny blades lined up in front of Jeston's eyes, with the sharp tips at the front pressed against his eyeballs, completely freezing Jeston in place.

He held his breath completely, fearing that any slight vibration would blind him on the spot.

Fortunately, the real owner didn't make him wait too long.

The greasy snake tail curled slightly in the air, and her high heels slowly drifted away on a fallen leaf. She smiled slightly, revealing her fangs and long tongue.

"Holhaiya."

She introduced herself, the trembling blade leaning forward slightly and entering Jayston's lens.

She had feathers and a snake tail. According to the one-feather principle, she should be from the Liberi tribe. The Liberi named Holhaiya saluted gracefully, and the blades swept by the airflow invaded further, using civilization to set off the bloody barbarism.

"I'm here for a fair deal."

"I really want to meet this Mr. Qi Yuan. You either help me or get your eyes cut out. Is this a fair deal?"

"..."

The air current lifted her plump body, and Holhaiya's eyes were stern: "Think about it carefully."

What kind of mental illness is this?

Jeston's heart was roaring. He once wanted to make a name for himself in the big city of Colombia, but now he just wanted to go home.

Just go and meet Qi Yuan, why are you dragging me along?

It’s none of my business that you were chopped into pieces by Qi Yuan!

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In Tremont, at a hot dog and sausage stall in front of the city hall building, an inconspicuous owl squatted in the corner, staring at the Tin Man below who was stuffing oversized hot dogs into his mouth.

"I've always been curious about why a dead soul with no hunger or taste receptors would show off four oversized hot dogs at once."

"It's a personal hobby, Mr. President."

The Tin Man raised his hat slightly with his free hand in salute to the supreme authority of Colombia.

"The subordinates you sent to eliminate have rebelled."

"Oh, that's really sad."

The Tin Man stuffed another whole hot dog into his mouth. "But Holhaiya's rebellion was expected a long time ago. She wants to know the meaning of her race's existence more than her life. Especially when she knows the existence of the Creator, she wants to question the Creator... Mr. President, isn't this also part of your plan?"

"Assigning Hol Haiya, the Foundation's director of historical classification, to see Qi Yuan is like throwing a mouse next to cheese."

The president flapped his wings gently in affirmation.

This is also part of the plan.

"For Colombia and for Melander's wishes, I must excavate the remains of my fathers and lead Colombia forward." The president nodded.

"Every time I see the prosperity of Columbia, I sigh in my heart." The Tin Man finished his last hot dog, shook his head and sighed, "The same thing seems to happen every moment in Terra. The short-lived species burns and turns into torches, and then we, the immortals, take over the torch and keep walking. It's really tiring."

"You don't have to do it."

The president straightened his chest and said, "Then you will find that your infinite life is full of emptiness."

466: I want to do good things, I want to do good things (3 more)

"The Melander Foundation..."

In his spare time, Qi Yuan began to study the history of Colombia, some well-known general knowledge courses, to facilitate future actions.

For example, the national flag, the national anthem, the abdication of the first president Melander, and the continued tenure of the second president Max until now. The fact that he is not a creature of flesh and blood is actually common knowledge known to every Colombian.

However, exactly how many bodies this AI president has and what each body looks like is a secret within a secret.

No wonder no one recognized the owl.

Among them, the matter of the Melander Foundation attracted Qi Yuan the most.

After the first president abdicated, he founded this foundation. During Colombia's crazy development history, this foundation gradually became a behemoth that controls the entire Colombia.

From livelihood projects to controlling the progress of weapons development, and even to protecting children's rights and discovering the lost history of Terra, the Melander Foundation is behind them.

"The president is an immortal, and the current president of the foundation, [Xi Ren], is also an immortal... It is indeed difficult to lose."

Qi Yuan put down the book with emotion.

Although I knew something about the Melander Foundation before, those were just fragments of information and a plot performance. Compared with the real and detailed information, they were nothing.

After reading the information, Qi Yuan stretched and stuffed the book, which was half a palm thick, back into the bookshelf.

"The most difficult thing to understand is the Colombian military, which is relatively independent. The president has ceded most of his power and even allowed them to place orders freely in the market. Could it be that this is also under the control of the president?"

This time, the directors of Rhine Life disappeared collectively, and the project they developed was a military order.

"The information density of Columbian is still too low. If these things were replaced with Yanwen, the thickness would be much smaller and it wouldn't look so intimidating."

Since he was not very familiar with English yet, it took Qi Yuan another four days to learn so many things.

"A whole week has passed... Rhine Life is still so calm. Apart from the last Jeston incident, almost nothing has happened." Qi Yuan sighed deeply.

The only gain was the hearts of the people of Rhine Life.

Qi Yuan went out to deliver another batch of water. After coming back, he turned on the faucet out of boredom. The ultra-pure water gathered into a ball, forming the image of Muirseth.

She smiled and nodded: "What's the matter?"

"Is the big one here?" Qi Yuan asked straight to the point, very directly.

"It's almost over."

Muerseth nodded. "Nasti didn't sleep for a whole week. Under the command of Mr. Preservator, she repaired the main body all by herself. In fact, the main body was also provided by Mr. Preservator. We just welded a laboratory on it."

"You really didn't run into any trouble?"

Qi Yuan still did not give up and did not miss any opportunity to earn public favor.

"If we have to talk about problems, they are technical ones. We don't want to waste Mr. Qi Yuan's life." Muerses smiled and spoke with high emotional intelligence. "Besides, there are preservers."

"Really?"

Muirseth pondered for a while and mentioned a small problem: "It seems that the Foundation has made an effort. The military has discovered our location. A small special elite action team is now taking the elevator down and will soon arrive at our laboratory."

Qi Yuan was cheered up.

Muirseth changed the subject.

"Ms. Saria has stood up... Well, her opponents are only a mere 160 elite soldiers armed with live ammunition. I guess Mr. Qi Yuan doesn't need to take action."

"I'm so sorry to have taken you so long."

Muirseth blinked and said, "After the most dazzling fireworks, the director of the Finance Department, Justin, will give you the corresponding compensation."

Oh, Saria.

Qi Yuan just stood up, then sat back down resignedly.

Looking back at the official plot, the problems Rhine Life encountered were basically military encirclement and suppression, or assassin attacks, all because of insufficient force.

But now, Defense Department Director Saria is with them, and the directors of Rhine Life are unprecedentedly united.

It’s really difficult for Qi Yuan to intervene.

"So I don't need it?" Qi Yuan clasped his hands.

Muerseth smiled and waved his hands: "How can you say that? We have all seen your contribution to Rhine Life... As for Mr. Qi Yuan's hanging of someone, no one took it seriously and just laughed it off."

Hanging people refers to Qi Yuan hanging huge portraits of the directors of each department in the lobby for all staff members to admire.

Communication ends.

Muirseth's water clone looked around and finally found a water-resistant swamp plant. He walked into it, turned into pure water, and disappeared on the spot.

Qi Yuan continued to read the book out of boredom.

He touched the painting in his sleeve and said to himself:

"I don't know why, but Lian Xi's sharp comments have been offline recently. There has been no timely and weak complaints this week. I always feel like something is missing."

Qi Yuan was really bored. When he was not bored, he never missed Xi.

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Inside the underground circular laboratory.