Arknights, are you a good person?

After a while, Qi Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was as bright as lightning, and he exhaled a long breath, which made the small stove in his arms shake, and the flame flickered.

Qi Yuan’s “wandering in the void” has returned.

"Your performance was not good enough. To put it bluntly, it was completely unsatisfactory. Yelagund cannot turn around for you." He said firmly, "This has nothing to do with me. It's all your fault."

Turning your back on the believers is a serious matter.

After Qi Yuan said this, it was as if it had become some kind of variety show, with the Kjerag people standing on the talent show stage, but because they sang terribly, no mentor was willing to turn their chairs, so they were eliminated.

"Keep up your hard work."

Qi Yuan patted the elder's broken arm and said encouragingly: "Of course, I'm not asking you to work hard to make a living sacrifice, don't get it wrong."

After Silver Gray translated, the Great Elder nodded repeatedly.

This old man had planned to spend the rest of his life in the Sutra Library reading ancient books, never to appear in other corners of Kjerag again, until he died of old age.

The Great Elder was also somewhat curious about the religious texts of the ancestors of the Kingdom of God.

In his heart, he secretly named the Spring and Autumn Period created by Ya Cai as the Kingdom of God. The people inside should have never been out and their thoughts are completely different. They should be able to collide to produce sparks of thought that are extremely brilliant.

Now, the religious issues have finally been dealt with.

Qi Yuan crossed his legs and looked directly at Yinhui: "Then let's talk about something that can really make money..."

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Compared to the aftermath of resolving religious issues, Qi Yuan really preferred to talk about business. The whole process was very quick and did not encounter any significant obstacles.

Of course, it also has something to do with Qi Yuan's honesty and kindness.

For example, the right to sell genuine tea in Victoria was handed over to Yinhui's Kalan Trade, which only needed to hand over most of the profits; Qi Yuan also took some grain crops from the plateau back and prepared to give them to Mudstone for research. This kind of highland barley wine is said to have a unique aroma...

There are also chili peppers brought by Qi Yuan, which are very popular among the residents of the snow mountains.

There is nothing much to gain from Kjerag. It is still just an agricultural country. Apart from the abundant milk from pack animals, its only light industry is the manufacture of small stoves, which it is very skilled in, and nothing else.

"We must promote tea in Victoria." Qi Yuan said solemnly, "I don't want to go to Victoria next time. The noble ladies I know still treasure tea bags."

"Yeah." Yinhui nodded and shook hands gently with Qi Yuan.

Of course, there is the most important thing.

Qi Yuan took out a stack of blue paper money and exchanged it for the Victoria gold pound in Yinhui's hand.

"We will use Longmen coins for transactions in the future."

Silver Gray was silent for a long time, but still nodded.

The internationalization of Longmen Coin is very deep, but Silver Gray's company is funded by Victoria and has always used Victoria Gold Pound when doing business abroad. Nothing else can compare to this far-reaching impact.

The influence of the gold pound is also very high.

"I chose you for another very important reason."

After finishing the business, when they happily went out to enjoy the snow scenery, Silver Gray suddenly said, "Among all the countries that have extended olive branches to Kjerag, your Yan Country is the only one that does not border Kjerag."

If there is no border, there is no need to annex.

Of course, from SilverAsh's perspective, the fact that Dayan could drive a mobile city directly to the snow-capped mountains was not so reassuring. His choice was to trust this generation of Yan Country and then do his utmost to develop it. The sooner Kjerag could have a say on the world stage, the sooner SilverAsh could feel relieved.

Qi Yuan and Yin Hui both knew about this, but they kept it to themselves.

"A toast to our friendship?"

"cheers."

The crystal glasses clinked lightly, causing the red wine to ripple.

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After a while, the atmosphere became completely relaxed. Zhongyue, Xi and Yelagunde also sneaked back and ran into Qi Yuan.

"Travel again?"

As soon as they met, Qi Yuan understood what he meant and asked mysteriously.

"The feeling here is very wonderful. There are always new experiences when you are away from home. There is really no need to rush back to Dayan in such a hurry."

Grandmaster Zhongyue said calmly, and Xi also nodded repeatedly.

"Yes."

The matter was finalized, and Shelag suddenly fell into inexplicable fear. Everyone was wondering why the envoys from Dayan did not leave quickly, but instead went sightseeing. Did they have any new plans?

Kjerag is so backward that there is no concept of paid leave.

Three days later——

"You found some mysterious human traces in the wild?"

The train had just passed the center of the lake. The scenery outside the window was pleasant. Qi Yuan stroked his chin gently and listened to the report of the mountain snow ghost soldiers. He felt something unusual.

"Are there any photos?" he asked.

Shanxuegui, a troop that Yinhui has worked hard to train.

It was probably on par with the militia of the neighboring country. To Kjerag, it was no different from the heavenly soldiers and generals.

For example, at this moment, if you ask an ordinary family militiaman, he probably doesn't even know what a photo is, but this mountain snow ghost soldier nodded and immediately handed over the photo.

"Traces of field tents, campfires during marching, and this small wooden stick has obviously been used to roast marshmallows..."

Qi Yuan heard a legend.

A legend about a strange man in a big gray hat roaming the wild.

593: Card Drawing Master, Gray Hat (3 more)

"It must have been Victoria who did it."

As soon as the mountain snow ghost left, Qi Yuan made his judgment with great certainty.

"Oh? Why do you think so?" Zhongyue asked curiously.

"From a general point of view, although cotton candy may seem simple, its manufacture also requires a certain level of light industry. In order for scouts to carry it with them, Victoria and Colombia are probably the only two countries that can do this. Colombia's style is more about man conquering nature, and they will directly pour fuel to start a fire, while the simple old Victorian nobles will choose to drill wood to make fire manually..."

"awesome."

Qi Yuan's brilliant reasoning made Yelagund's eyes light up and he applauded repeatedly.

"This is the most basic reasoning." Qi Yuan closed his eyes and was very pleased with the compliment from the little fan girl.

"Don't listen to him. On our previous trip, we saw a strange man with a big gray hat in Victoria. He was exactly the same as the description of the mountain snow ghost." Xi recalled the journey with Qi Yuan and spoke up to refute him.

"You are the only one who is smart."

Qi Yuan immediately opened his eyes and scolded Xi like he was scolding a child.

Xi looked unhappy and obviously very unconvinced, which made Yelagund cover his mouth and smile slightly.

The atmosphere is really great.

In fact, when the information was delivered to him, Yelagund expanded his mind, covering the entire Kjerag, looking for people and things that he had previously overlooked, and immediately discovered the gray-hatted monster.

Victoria's grey hat.

This gray hat is quite polite. Every time he moves to another place, he will put out the fire thoroughly to avoid fires in the forest. This can be regarded as caring for nature.

Yelagund will be very tolerant to those who love nature.

When she looked up, she found that everyone's eyes were focused on her, and she nodded in understanding.

"Is it to play the screen or transmit it directly?"

"Play first, then transmit." Qi Yuan grabbed it with both hands to test the authenticity of the gray hat.

as well as--

"Maybe it's that card-drawing expert?"

Qi Yuan said something confusing. Recently, when he was not traveling, he was hanging out with that group of ancestors and did a lot of practical things for them. Everyone else could see that he was sincere.

"If that's the case, I don't have to go back to find Lao Li." Qi Yuan said to himself, excitedly.

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Kjerag, somewhere in the snowy mountains.

The campfire made crackling sounds. A man with an unclear face and wearing a huge gray hat was holding a branch and twisting it at a steady speed beside the fire. After a while, he stuffed the slightly burnt marshmallows into the deep shadow of the hat.

"The evening light is golden and far-reaching, and the freshness of April is so warm."

He muttered to himself, feeling something in his heart:

"Kjerag, this is truly a pure land that has never been polluted. Life here is so peaceful... If I am lucky enough not to die in the line of duty and retire normally, I will definitely buy a house here to live in."

so good……

Although Gray Hat wears the same clothes, he is not a clone after all. After abandoning his name, colleagues will call each other by nicknames. Sometimes, a nickname can better reflect a person's characteristics.

For example, this man in the gray hat is nicknamed "Poet" among his colleagues.

Before he was a intelligence agent, he was indeed a poet. However, as an intelligence agent, he had to work hard all day and even his identity was kept in confidential files, so he could not reveal his true face.

"This intelligence is really explosive. The military strength of Da Yan is so strong that it has opened the door to a religious country."

"But how did they come? And how did they leave?"

The man in the gray hat muttered to himself that he had not received any intelligence from Victoria, and that everything was calm over there. If a fully armed foreign mobile fortress passed through, it would definitely not be so calm.

Weird, very weird.

Moreover, Mr. Qi Yuan is not as easy-going as Victoria's colleague said.

"what is going on?"

Gray Hat muttered to himself as he roasted another marshmallow for himself, using a newly cut branch. Reusing the roasting skewer would cause it to smell burnt, and he was a particular person, so he didn't want the marshmallow to have a strange taste when he put it in his mouth.

"What are you eating? Break some for me."

A sudden voice came from behind. Before the man in the gray hat could stand up and take out his folding knife, he was held down and the marshmallow in his hand was taken away.

There was a sound of chewing.

"tasty."

"Are you really eating it?" The man in the gray hat was somewhat impressed by the person behind him.

"My dear, are you Mr. Qi Yuan, or are you a tourist who came here with Mr. Qi Yuan? There is no hatred between us. We are united allies. There is really no need to treat us like an enemy."

"The one who ate your marshmallow was Yelagund." The man in the gray hat felt his forehead being tapped through his hat.

excruciating pain.

"Hahaha, this joke is really funny." The man in the gray hat was a good person after all. He laughed awkwardly twice, saying that he really liked the joke told by Mr. Qi Yuan.

"You think this is a joke?"

The gentle female voice seemed to be smiling, accompanied by the sound of chewing.

Gray Hat could no longer smile.

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The man in the gray hat was silent for a long time before he recovered from the fear of being caught and unable to pass on information.

"Ugh."

He couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing the handsome looks of the group of people in front of him, none of them looked like ordinary people, and their sudden appearance, as if teleporting, Gray Hat felt that he might not be able to leave Kjerag today.

"I never expected that my wish would be dashed. It's so sad. I was dreaming about my retirement life one moment and was arrested the next. It's so depressing."

Gray Hat lamented.

"Name." Qi Yuan asked directly without caring about anything.

"John Smith." The man in the gray hat answered calmly, and the dark shadow under the brim of the hat was like a calm face.

This is a common name in Victorian language, just like Zhang San in Dayan language, it is a pseudonym that no one even wants to make up and is just made up casually.

But the moment he recited the name, the man in the gray hat felt that Qi Yuan's eyes changed.

"Poet?" Qi Yuan blurted out.