Arknights, are you a good person?

The Duke of Caster was a woman, an obvious strong woman, with her blonde hair casually draped, her clothes appropriately dressed in green and white, and her luxurious mansion brightly lit by electric lights.

On the table was a half-cup of black tea, with a tea bag filled with crushed chocolate, and a half-eaten red velvet cake next to it.

She was staring at the dejected man in front of her.

Gray hat.

They are the ace intelligence organization under Caster, spread throughout Victoria, and even have an intelligence network in the capital, making themselves the elite among the elite.

Gray hats are the elite among the elite.

But the man in front of him had a badly worn uniform, with wet mud on his knees. He was covered in dirt and even the huge gray hat that represented his identity had many holes in it, as if he had escaped from the battlefield.

"Lord Caister, I'm just simply unlucky. Is that an explanation?"

The man in the gray hat lowered his head and said embarrassedly.

"Unlucky?"

Duke Caister gently raised his thin platinum women's pipe and said half-jokingly: "Intelligence officers may have similar qualities in other aspects, but those with better luck will always survive to the end. You are so unlucky, shouldn't you consider that you may not be suitable to be an intelligence officer?"

"Retire with honor...can I get a full pension and a title?" the man in the gray hat asked with his head down.

"Just take unemployment benefits."

The Duke of Castor seemed to think that he had played a very good joke, but Gray Hat could not laugh at all. He worked diligently as an intelligence agent for half his life, but in the end he had to receive unemployment benefits. The thought of this made him feel desperate.

The man in the gray hat was silent, recalling the hardships along the way.

On the Kjerag Snow Mountain, before anything could happen, my trouser legs caught fire for no apparent reason, and the snow on my head fell down, extinguishing the flames. I slipped and fell into a pile of soft fallen leaves...

It's like being protected by gods.

Entering Victoria was the beginning of the tragedy.

He fell flat on his face, was chased by a fang beast, his Originium-powered folding knife inexplicably failed to ignite, and the man in the gray hat had to lift a heavy iron bucket to defeat a group of robbers who were blocking the road.

"..."

There were so many bad lucks that Gray Hat began to doubt himself. He thought that his luck had always been good, otherwise he would not have lived this long and was still dreaming of retirement. Why was he...

Could it be that my luck was really shared with Qi Yuan? !

Gray Hat was in a bad state.

Kaister was very satisfied with his subordinate's attitude. He tapped his platinum pipe and said, "Let's stop joking. If the intelligence is true, the Yan Kingdom, which is isolated in a corner, does have power that we can't imagine. No wonder that boastful man Gao Duoting boasts on the communication channel every day that he is the only duke who has contacted Yan's diplomats."

"..."

The man in the grey hat felt very sorry for Duke Castor. Actually, according to the real situation, Castor was the first person to come into contact with Qi Yuan, but Godoting, the ostentatious and grandiose middleman, got all the glory.

"It doesn't matter."

Caister was a little worried, raising and putting down the pipe in his hand. As the old king's sister and the duke whose territory was closest to the capital, she received the most detailed intelligence.

"The Sarkaz are the same. They hide many unexpected things, whether it's technology, magic, or power."

She had some concerns.

With a keen sense of smell as a businessman, he was able to quickly find a solution to the problem of business risks. He used the company's business model to guide the company's employees to make profits, and then he could realize the company's business goals.

"Would you like to chat on the communication channel, unite, and do some diplomacy?"

Kaister muttered to himself and looked up at the gray hat in front of him.

Duke Caister asked very seriously: "You just said that Mr. Qi Yuan thinks highly of your potential and invited you to live in Yan Country after retirement. Are you bragging?"

“I’m not boasting.”

The Gray Hat responded seriously, and although it was a little puzzling, there was nothing false about it.

"Okay, you're on the shortlist."

"..."

The expression of the man in the gray hat hidden in the shadows suddenly became extremely complicated. On the way back to Victoria, he thought about it carefully and realized that he must be incompatible with Qi Yuan.

He wanted to escape so badly.

But can't escape.

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Meanwhile, Kjerag Snow Mountain.

There was a heavy snowfall on the mountain, which seemed to cover up all traces. But before the snow was over, Kjerag had another uninvited guest.

The result after the national gate was opened was that it was opened again and again, and it became more and more skilled, until the national gate was almost stretched wide.

Fortunately, this time, the people who came to open the border were very polite. Before they knew it, the Colombian pioneer team arrived at Kjerag's border. It was only after the other party notified them that they were noticed by Kjerag.

“We bring knowledge!”

The President was still so excited even on the monitor carried by the team, which made Kjerag extremely alert. As a member of the scientific expedition department of Rhine Life, Magellan took the initiative to show goodwill and avoided embarrassment.

"What do you want to do?"

Saint Enya's questions were appropriate and showed due caution.

“We want to take to the sky.”

Commander Kristen, who was present at the scene, had her hands in her pockets and spoke very quickly. She has been like this since she landed from the sky, unwilling to waste even a moment of time.

"You have received Qi Yuan's help, so there is no reason for you to reject us."

"What we are seeking is the highest altitude in all of Terra. You are the people closest to the sky."

Kristen is on fire.

Often, she would give all the answers before anyone from Kjerag even opened their mouths to ask. The business negotiation process was incredibly fast, and both parties were very satisfied.

Apart from--

The great elder who was in seclusion and vowed never to set foot in the outside world.

He waited for a few days, and finally the residents living in the kingdom of God packed up their scriptures and books and stuffed them into the Sutra Library of Manshu Monastery, vacating all the original scriptures.

The Great Elder had mixed feelings as he wandered around the Sutra Repository with his skinny body, one of his hands hanging limply, swaying in the wind.

He picked up a book at random and planned to study it.

but--

The great elder loosened his grip, and the book fell to the ground with a bang. He was speechless for a long time.

"Introduction to Basic Physics"?! Isn't this a popular science book sponsored by Columbia? How did our ancestors put it in the Sutra Library?

The entire Sutra Library is filled with popular science books.

The Great Elder sat down weakly and let out a very long sigh.

598: Xi is still arrogant

Yan State, Longmen.

The air in late spring is already a little scorching, the flowers are in full bloom, and people are bowing to each other as they say goodbye, adding a bit of desolation.

"Then please go on your journey with peace of mind, Grandmaster."

"This is really... a pleasant journey."

Qi Yuan watched Zhongyue get on Simuitai's special car, which rumbled away from Longmen. The official transport of personnel emphasized stability, so they naturally could not drive a jeep like Qi Yuan did. In front of Qi Yuan was an incomparably large armored personnel carrier, which covered the sky and the sun and could withstand any natural disaster.

The master got into the car, and Qi Yuan watched him disappear into the desolate horizon.

"I'm afraid this troop carrier is not just for preventing natural disasters." Xi's voice rang in Qi Yuan's ears. Without looking, Qi Yuan could imagine his frown.

"Why don't you come out to see him off?" Qi Yuan asked back.

"..."

Xi was a typical person. He had a lot of fun while playing, but started complaining afterwards, either because of leg pain or back pain. As soon as he got out of Kjerag, he couldn't wait to get into his studio and was taken care of by Qi Yuan every day.

"There is a kind of remora in the ocean with a suction cup on its head. Whenever a powerful shark swims in the sea, it will stick to the shark's belly and swim with the shark..."

"Who are you mocking?" Xi was obviously unconvinced.

Her body in Shang Shu was so huge and majestic, like an entire dark green mountain that even Qi Yuan could not carry it.

"..."

In the studio, Xi gently rubbed the ends of her hair, glanced at the closed door, waved her hand and spread out a wrinkle-free piece of rice paper on the table. She wanted to draw something, but had no idea.

This was the first time that Xi encountered a lack of inspiration.

"Well……"

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. I picked up the pen and put it down several times, but there was still no trace of it on the snow-white rice paper.

Draw this.

Xi thought for a long time, then gently turned his wrist and wielded the brush. A tall figure appeared on the rice paper, holding a long sword upside down, with white clothes fluttering. The whole piece of paper seemed to be cut by the rippling sword energy. It was a peerless painting that was created by chance.

The painting was certainly good, but Xi felt that it was not well done, so he waved his brush again and drowned the sword god in ink.

"He's not as handsome as I am."

"Um... definitely not."

Xi talked to herself, explaining why this painting without a front side would fail.

Guilty.

"Should I tell him?"

Xi threw the rice paper into the trash and started talking to herself again. She and Qi Yuan had merged their powers twice. Whenever Qi Yuan was the leader and controlled the two powers, Xi had the illusion that... she and Qi Yuan had become one.

"..."

When she thought of this, Xi's face suddenly turned red, very red.

"Your back is still sore, right?" Qi Yuan's voice floated in from outside, "I've said it before, I have a set of blood circulation and blood stasis removal boxing passed down from my ancestors, it works immediately, and makes you feel like you're floating in the air."

"Just keep it to yourself and feel like you're floating in the air." Xi refused unhappily. She blushed when she thought of this adjective.

“Whoever uses it knows.”

"Then... let me give it a try?"

Xi suddenly relaxed again, highlighting a random change in her mood. She thought again and again about Qi Yuan's request for her to come out, and her voice suddenly became a little weaker when she answered.

"Can you come in and beat me up?"

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Qi Yuan walked on the road, clenched his fists slightly and then released them, repeating this process over and over again.

The effect was very good. Xi's tail was shaking like a helicopter. Xi was biting the pillow the whole time, but there was no sound.

It was very rare that Xi took the initiative to let people in. Not only that, Qi Yuan also felt it was a little strange. There was a hint of resentment in the way Xi looked at her.

"It has nothing to do with you. I was just a little emotional when I saw the old beast during this trip."

This is how Xi explained it.

Since she said so, the option of being moved by the scene can be ruled out. Qi Yuan could still guess this little thought.

He is thinking.

She already had some guesses in her mind, but she didn't know how to say them. After all, once she opened her mouth, Xi would deny them one by one with a cold face. If she didn't admit it, she wouldn't be able to move on to the next stage.

Tsundere has been retired... But Xi is a giant beast, so it seems normal for him to act against the version.

Qi Yuan shook his head and walked forward, temporarily suppressing these thoughts.

As soon as the jeep was driven back, it was sent to a car modification company. All the modifications that had been made to adapt to the plateau snow were removed and all of them were modified back to a shape suitable for the urban landscape.

The Archangel was very uncomfortable.

The canned air she placed in the compartment of the trunk had not even been opened, and after these days, it had officially expired.

"How can air expire? Save it for later use."

This is how Qi Yuan comforted Aneng.

Today is the day to go to Longmen Car Modification King to pick up the jeep.