Arknights, are you a good person?

"A single-molecule knife that is invisible to the naked eye swept across her body at an extremely fast speed. These wounds are the tracks left by these lines."

That's what the doctor said.

In short, they used all their strength to wrap Horhaiya up like a mummy, and only then did they barely stop the bleeding.

Holhaiya, who was wearing a ventilator, frowned deeply, as if he was being chased by the most horrific nightmare and could not even dream peacefully. The short blue-gray wings on his head opened and closed again, and he waved his arms vigorously like a drowning person struggling.

"It seems that Qi Yuan left a deep impression on her."

The Tin Man nodded slightly, turned around happily and said, "There is hope, President."

"Shut up."

The president shook his head vigorously: "Don't I know whether there is a chance or not? It depends on when Hol Haiya wakes up."

The ICU ward requires a pure environment, and theoretically no one is allowed to enter. So the two people who were just feasting on Kentucky Chicken almost instantly remembered their identities as Iron Bumps.

Highlight flexibility.

"Mr. President, she's awake." The Tin Man looked down and saw that Holhaiya had opened her eyes. He quickly reminded her, "Don't move for now. Any big movement at this stage will make you bleed again."

Hol Haiya: "..."

She blinked her right eye gently to show that she understood. In order to prevent agents from being paralyzed and unable to transmit intelligence, the Melander Foundation had already written relevant knowledge in the agent manual, so there was no need to worry about any deviations in communication.

"Agent Holhaiya, we received your resignation letter just four minutes before you launched your unauthorized action."

The tin man changed into a different person and said calmly, "After careful consideration by the President and I, we have decided to reject your resignation application. You will continue to serve as an agent of the Melander Foundation and be assigned to carry out a difficult and long-term overseas mission."

Holhaiya blinked his left eye to express his refusal.

"It's not up to you."

The president spoke calmly: "I need you, this country needs you, Hol Haiya, you have to go to Longmen and stay by Qi Yuan's side. Everything that happens to him is valuable, so you must observe Qi Yuan for a long time and carefully."

"have you understood?"

The President's tone was extremely tough. After all, this was a direct order from his superior's superior, and the matter was of great importance.

He stared into Holhaiya's eyes, waiting for her answer.

however--

Holhaiya's eyes suddenly began to flicker, her left eye blinking at the same time as her right eye, as if in an instant, her spirit was lifted to the extreme and even her body was out of control.

"I……"

Holhaiya spoke calmly, and blood began to slowly seep from his cheek, which was extremely horrifying.

"I agreed."

"Four hundred years of hard work is a joke... If my genes produce a new generation of Quetzalcoatl, she or he will also deeply engrave that hateful face in his or her mind and never forget it."

"You just lie down first."

The Tin Man cared about his employees and pushed Hor Haiya back when he tried to get up.

"First heal your wounds, then do this work."

"Tin Man, do you know?" Holhaiya stuck out his long tongue and licked his lips. "Since then, whenever I think carefully about Qi Yuan's appearance, the ancestors in my ears no longer chatter."

"Is there still this?"

The Tin Man clicked his alloy chin: "What is the principle behind this?"

"I heard the ancestors screaming. They were in pain and struggling, as if they were being pierced by ten thousand sharp swords every moment."

Holhaiya lay down contentedly and closed his eyes peacefully:

“Like a lullaby.”

The Tin Man scratched his head as he looked at it. He was a dead soul branch of the Sarkaz. He had no body but only a soul, so he had to listen to the fragmented mumblings of the Sarkaz souls every moment.

He could only nod and exclaimed:

"Okay, that's crazy."

"Hold on. Once these troublesome little wounds have healed, I'll give you a pass to Yan Country."

After giving a few brief instructions and replacing the ventilator that had just fallen off, the Tin Man and the President slowly left the ICU ward so that Holhaiya could have a good rest.

"I hope it can happen."

The Tin Man scratched his head and said, "But Mr. President, what is the purpose of sending Hol Haiya over there?"

"Of course, let Qi Yuan be the president of the Meilande Foundation!"

The president said decisively: "I have sent all the relevant information and requirements to Holhaiya's private mobile phone. Take a look. Is there anything else you want to add?"

The Tin Man suddenly stood still and did not keep up with the President.

He touched his metal nose angrily: "No problem, nothing to add, President, your computing power is higher than all the computers on Terra."

On the bright side, at least Qi Yuan has the ability to move at high speed, so he doesn't need to transform himself into a flying vehicle.

The Tin Man nodded gently, consoling himself.

"However, it is unlikely that Qi Yuan could teleport directly from Columbia to Yan Country, right? If Yan Country had this technology, how could it be willing to curl up in the east of Terra and hardly participate in any international events?"

If Colombia had this capability, it would have already deployed air forces to Victoria.

"Qi Yuan, don't let him fall into the wasteland halfway."

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In the distant wasteland, a flaming jeep was speeding recklessly, and in front of it, the mobile city-state was already in sight.

"Not bad. It only took three hours to find some human habitation."

Texas observed for a moment: "Judging from the city skyline, this is a very typical, Victorian-style Mobile city."

"How do you tell the style?" Qi Yuan asked curiously.

"Have you seen those family crests all over the city? This is a Victorian specialty. Their universities even have specialized courses in seal and emblem studies. Other countries don't have this kind of thing at all."

"Oh……"

Qi Yuan immediately felt like he had learned a lesson.

"Judging from the size of the badge, he should be a count... Logically speaking, a man of this rank cannot own an entire mobile city as his fiefdom. Could it be the only city-state that accepts the infected, Karaton?"

488: Operator, Cheng Shan

According to Victoria's very particular rules, the mobile cities that accept the infected are of a much lower level than those that drive away all the infected and serve only wealthy nobles and big entrepreneurs.

This is what the Grand Dukes' mobile cities look like.

"It's much smaller than Longmen."

"It should be the old model of mobile city developed in the past. Technology is changing with each passing day. The area of ​​mobile cities can double in 20 years. The old model is gradually unable to keep up with the times."

As they talked, they approached the mobile city.

"Do you want to continue playing the role of a diplomat?" Angel asked excitedly while sitting in the co-pilot seat.

"Watch your words, Aneng." Qi Yuan turned around and corrected him seriously, "We are an official and authentic delegation, and we are of the highest standard ever. We are definitely not acting."

If it is official, you must be confident and justified.

"I just can't adapt to the role for the time being." Archangel scratched his head embarrassedly.

"So, you wanna come?"

"We're not going to Columbia, so we don't need a talisman." Texas, sitting in the back seat, calmly corrected, "We're just passing through this time. We'll buy some supplies and then go back to Longmen right away. We don't need to do anything here. We should keep a low profile and make quick decisions."

"Texas is right."

Qi Yuan nodded in agreement.

In the end, they successfully entered the mobile city without alarming anyone, and learned the name of the mobile city from the border police.

It really is the city of Caraton.

Qi Yuan couldn't help but admire the messengers' memory and broad knowledge.

"Longmen coins can be used everywhere. Let's go buy some dry food and leave... I have no desire for the taste of Victorian cuisine. It is a direct relative of Colombian cuisine."

Victoria and Columbia even have the same language, so the food is naturally the same.

Victoria's military rations were highly praised - in terms of resisting hunger and saving lives; Colombia, which was born out of Victoria, naturally inherited the same scarcity, but Colombia was also infected with another disease, frantically transforming delicacies from various countries into canned and frozen pre-prepared meals.

It is of a level that even the people of Syracuse would avoid.

"Don't look down on Victoria's food." Qi Yuan carefully corrected Texas: "Caratton City accepts all kinds of infected people. Maybe there is an authentic Syracuse restaurant opened by Syracuse people, or authentic Yan country cuisine."

“Don’t have that expectation.”

Texas shook his head repeatedly and argued with great concern: "Let's go back to Longmen as soon as possible. I miss the Yangzhi Ganlu there."

They took action immediately.

Try not to eat a single bite of food from Victoria.

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The city of Karaton is the only city in Victoria that accepts the infected. Its geographical location is also quite special, so it is also crowded with infected people from all over Terra, a mixed crowd of good and bad people, forming a whole hodgepodge.

They said they were accepting the infected, but in fact the local lord, Count Bechman, was forcing the infected to do hard labor.

Use low product prices to open up sales and maintain the expenses of the mobile city.

In this hodgepodge, the infected are trying their best to live. Most of them live like zombies, living for today. But a small number of infected still have dreams and tomorrow in their eyes.

For example, Susie.

The pink-haired girl with folded ears walked in the flower shop bar holding a wine glass and placed it in front of the customers who ordered drinks. Then she immediately turned and walked towards the flower shop, picked up the spray bottle and gently sprayed water on the flowers and leaves, making the flowers and green leaves look fresher, which was more pleasing to the eye.

"Huh huh huh~"

Susie hummed while working and felt that life was full of sunshine.

"Susie, you're in a good mood."

"Boss Kugen?" Susie turned around in surprise and looked at the boss who had hired her out of kindness. "Of course I'm in a good mood. I can find this job and slowly save money for my dream. This is all thanks to the job opportunity provided by Rhodes Island."

"Haha."

Boss Kugen smiled and looked down at the account book.

Susie was very concerned and stood on tiptoe to try to take a peek, but when she found she couldn't see anything, she shrank back in frustration and continued watering the flowers and plants.

I really have to thank Rhode Island.

If there were no institution dedicated to treating infected people, she might have to work in a mine or on an assembly line, which would not only pay her poorly but also be detrimental to her health, making Susie's dream of opening a barber shop even more distant.

At first, Susie didn't quite believe that there was such an organization in this land, but as they spent more time together, she had no choice but to believe it.

Susie has completely trusted this institution called Rhode Island.

Her worries gradually changed from "Does Rhodes Island exist?" to "What if Rhodes Island goes bankrupt?"

After all, judging from the look on Boss Kugen's face, Rhodes Island seemed to have been doing poorly.

Susie had been watering the flowers for a long time. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and ran to the boss to ask quietly, "Boss Kugen, are you guys leaving?"

"Not really."

Kugen shook his head. "Other places have a subtle attitude towards the infected. We are almost the only overseas base of Rhodes Island, and we are doing well. We need to give back some money to our ship... But I don't know what happened recently, our ship of Rhodes Island has suddenly become prosperous."

"Wouldn't that be nice?"

Susie breathed a sigh of relief. Rhode Island was thriving, and she could keep her job. She could save money to open a barber shop.

"Rhode Island received a large sum of funding from others."

The boss shook his head in confusion: "This doesn't match my imagination of Dr. Kal'tsit. Well, Dr. Kal'tsit and the elite operators have their own ideas. Maybe they are playing a big game?"

Rhodes Island is such a huge organization, how could anyone still fund them?

Susie smacked her lips slightly, but she didn't feel too excited. Someone who could do that kind of thing was destined to be from a completely different world from her, and there would be no chance for them to meet in this life.

"You should have saved enough money from selling the store, right?"

Let’s not talk about Rhode Island anymore, the boss joked, causing Susie to shake her head.

"My current money is definitely enough to buy a small shop, but I would like to buy a big store in one go and decorate everything to my liking."