Arknights, are you a good person?

"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please."

Completely lying down and messing up.

576: A successful scam is also a trouble (Part 3)

Ya refused to cooperate.

If her ending is to die like the Joker, then so be it, she has her own pride and does not need any mercy. She goes along with the play, which is an insult to the behemoth.

"If you are real, I really want to say something to you."

Ya stared at Zhongyue intently: "Stop playing the human game as soon as possible. You are part of the strongest and most treacherous beast. You will never be able to integrate. Pick up your pride, vent your anger on Yan Country, and burn this world to ashes."

"I am really a heavy mountain."

Zhongyue shook his head helplessly: "I feel like I've integrated well recently. Although there have been various twists and turns ahead, the turmoil of the year will soon come to an end."

"What?

Ya was about to disappear among the flying peach blossoms, but when he heard these words, his brows furrowed and he stopped disappearing.

"How did you solve it?"

"He's there." Zhongyue stretched out his hand and pointed at Qi Yuan beside him with great reliance.

"..."

Ya turned his head and looked at him angrily: "Qi Yuan, I know you are very powerful, but can you have some shame? I have never seen anyone as boastful as you."

Zhongyue: “…”

Yelagund: "Sister Ya."

"The erosion of time has changed her appearance. It is really too harsh to blame such an old woman." Qi Yuan shook his head and sighed, his words directly referring to Ya's Alzheimer's.

"Just come at me if you have any tricks. I will take them all, even if it means I will die."

Ya stared at Qi Yuan with her proud head held high the whole time. After she said her last sentence, the peach blossoms on the mountain covered her body and Ya disappeared completely.

"..."

Will time make the behemoth hate its own children so much?

Yelagund was very sad. She couldn't help but think that in that era when giant beasts fought in the wild, there must have been people like her who chose to seek shelter. Why did it end up like this?

"Because I didn't let go at the right time."

Qi Yuan shook his head: "When people grow up to adolescence, they will start to quarrel with their parents, and the monsters and civilizations will be replaced by millions of corpses, blood flowing, and thousands of miles of barren land."

"This complex emotion, which is neither hatred nor love, will last until death."

"..."

This description was so horrifying that Yelagund remained silent for a long time, lowering his head in deep thought.

Qi Yuan tapped the painting: "Come out and start working, Xi."

“It’s too cold outside.”

After a while, a sentence floated out from the painting: "If I had known that the temperature of the snow mountain was so low, I would..."

"Xi, are you a naughty boy?"

Qi Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's very cold on the snowy mountain. Do you need to go on a field trip to know this?"

"What she meant was that she had never thought that she would be so close to the snow-capped mountains. The scene that Xi imagined in her mind should be a stove burning brightly, a cup of tea in her hand, and watching the evening snow on the mountains through the glass." Zhongyue explained.

"Why are you so literary?"

Qi Yuan shook his head.

At this time, asking Xi to draw a small stove for herself would be a bit inhumane...

"Yeragond, can you teleport again?"

He looked up and asked, receiving a confirmation from Yelagund.

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On the other hand, the deserted Kalan Trading Factory.

Silver Gray and his group were still patrolling, their brows furrowed deeper and deeper, thinking about Qi Yuan's intentions and how he would deal with the Great Elder.

Suddenly their eyes blurred.

It happened in a flash. With a swish, the mace had pulled out the blunt sword-shaped weapon without an edge, and instantly protected Yinhui and Lingzhi behind him.

After seeing who was coming, Jian slowly put down his weapon, a look of confusion on his face.

Qi Yuan?

The person who came was Qi Yuan, who glanced around very quickly and cast his eyes on the three people on the field.

"Are you going to reveal your next plan?" Silver Gray stepped over the mace and walked forward quickly.

"Uh... indeed, to get some supplies for this operation." Qi Yuan was speechless for a moment, but he still scratched his head and told the truth, "This is very important for the operation. Without this batch of supplies, the work cannot be carried out."

"As long as you ask, you can get anything that Kalan Trade can get."

Silver Gray said with a wave of his hand.

"Then we need four... Forget it, let's just ask for five. Five small source stone stoves that can make the room as warm as spring." Qi Yuan the lion opened his mouth loudly, and the scene fell into a strange silence.

"Hmm?" Jian scratched his head in confusion.

"Is this all you have?" Silver Gray swung his arm lightly, and the eagle perched on his shoulder immediately took off. After circling for a circle, it brought back a dozen small source stone stoves that had been packaged and strung together.

"I'll give you a dozen. Twelve in all."

SilverAsh was rich and generous. Qi Yuan took the string of small source stone stoves from the eagle's claws.

"And one more thing."

Before leaving, Qi Yuan suddenly said, "No matter what happens next, don't be afraid."

"Will not."

Jian said with great certainty that they were people who had seen many storms.

"Okay, I'm just telling you this to give you some mental preparation..." Qi Yuan nodded and said a pious prayer to the void beside him.

"Yeragond is here."

"No, no, no, that's too cold, it will make me feel cold."

A ray of light flashed by, accompanied by God's self-mockery, and Qi Yuan disappeared in full view of everyone.

SilverAsh and his group suddenly fell into an unspeakable silence.

Who is that?

Yinhui leaned his cane against the corner of the wall and gently rubbed his chin. Perhaps Qi Yuan's wind was much stronger than he thought.

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"Here, your little red clay stove."

Back on the snowy mountain, Qi Yuan installed the original batteries in the twelve stoves and arranged them in order. The temperature around him gradually began to rise and the snow began to melt.

Xiye finally came out of the painting, rubbing her nose constantly.

"Tell me, what are you drawing?"

She spoke in a muffled voice, dragging a piece of rice paper that looked like a carpet in one hand, and holding a deep red ancient sword in the other, the tip of the sword was stained with ink.

"You don't really have a cold, do you?"

"What a joke! Have you ever heard of a giant beast contracting a human disease?" She responded impatiently, "Tell me what you want. I'll finish the painting early and go back to rest."

Qi Yuan didn't want to exchange pleasantries and just stated his request directly. Xi nodded slightly, dipped the tip of the sword into ink, and wrote with ease.

"A drop of ink becomes a soldier."

A city that couldn’t be more real appeared on paper and also in the void of the snow-capped mountains, like a real mirage.

"You drew a Yumen?" Zhongyue blurted out.

At this moment, the painted Yumen City was crowded with people, the sound of killing was deafening, and it seemed that the martial virtue of Dayan was abundant.

"The diplomatic envoy was bombed, and the next day the Great Yan army arrived. That makes sense, right?"

Qi Yuan said happily.

577: The great virtue of educating all living beings

The small stove was running at full speed, fighting against the cold weather.

Xi was surrounded by twelve glowing small stoves, and finally she was free from the predicament of cold hands and feet. She looked up at the beautiful snow-capped mountains, her mind was filled with thoughts, and she wrote as if inspired by God.

Just a light stroke can bring together millions of soldiers.

"Uh... the artistic element is a bit too high. Can it be drawn more realistically?" Qi Yuan was originally very happy, but when he saw the image of the soldier in the painting, he was a little confused.

From a distance, it looks like a majestic and magnificent city.

Countless elite soldiers and generals stood on the city walls, with flags fluttering, ready to capture every city they encountered.

"Who told me to be more free before?" Xi obviously still holds a grudge.

She thinks she draws very well.

Zhong Yue laughed in silence and stepped forward and said, "I think Qi Yuan wanted you to draw more realistically. The deployment of Yumen soldiers is completely different from what you drew."

He touched a small stove and gently held it in his arms, looking like a retired cadre.

"For example, when fighting in Yumen, they didn't send special people to set up hundreds of flags on the city walls... You are not like Ling, who has served on my behalf at the border for a hundred years. All your knowledge of the frontier battlefield should come from the storytellers' books."

“And there are oral accounts from retired soldiers.”

Xi's face flushed as she defended herself, but her addition was not very convincing.

She could easily draw grand scenes of thousands of miles of bones and deafening cries of killing, but when it came to actual practice, she had no idea what each soldier should do and what kind of formation they should form under the leadership of their superiors.

"Want to learn?"

Zhongyue said comfortingly: "I will teach you."

Finally, we have got the chance to let this little sister know more about the border military camp. If she can start exercising, this trip will be perfect.

"Just tell me those things and don't say anything else."

Xi had a look of disgust on her face. When her eldest brother showed this expression, she knew what he was going to do just by thinking with her butt, so naturally she would not give him a good look.

"..."

Zhongyue looked at it and scratched his head.

"Okay, I won't say anything else." He said helplessly.

Chongyue taught the layout of Yumen and the tricks of deploying troops. Dayan's military style was explained in detail, and then Xi's brush put it into practice.

Gradually, the newly emerged Yumen City lost its previous ostentatious temperament.

The genuine sense of murderousness and bloodiness constantly emanates from the painting.

"Xi is a famous painter with a great reputation. I wonder if this is the first time that she has painted according to the client's requirements. If so, I am quite lucky." Qi Yuan nodded, very satisfied.

"Very well, hold on."

He encouraged her, and Xi was speechless for a moment.

"You feel uncomfortable when you're not above me for a moment, right?" she complained with a frown.

Painting a Yumen is not something that can be completed in a short time. Qi Yuan looked at it carefully for a while and asked Xi to paint a Yumen-style noodle restaurant with a fried dough sticks stall next to it.

"..."

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Seeing that the situation was not good, Qi Yuan quickly retreated behind Yelagunde.

"What a lively relationship." Yelagund covered his mouth and smiled, but he didn't say anything. He was just envious.

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