Arknights, are you a good person?

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The words are divided into two parts.

The turmoil in Baizao could not affect Longmen at all, and the morning meeting could not stop Qi Yuan from clocking in for work. After a good night's sleep, he found a hilltop to perform his thundercloud incarnation. A few minutes later, dark clouds covered Longmen.

Qi Yuan landed calmly, three red lights flashed, and lightning marks blasted deep cracks on the ground, like a claw of a dragon king.

“Just in time.”

What caught his eye was the door lintel of the Land's End Bar. Qi Yuan punched in and pushed the door open. The familiar sound of the welcoming wind chimes rang out, but there was still no one inside.

Just like usual, every employee arrived at work on time. Qi Yuan arrived only ten minutes early to do all the pre-cleaning and just caught up with everyone.

"Yawn, good morning, Qi Yuan."

"Well, good morning."

Strictly speaking, this trip to Baizao only took Qi Yuan one day, and it happened to be a weekend, so it didn't attract anyone's attention.

Qi Yuan turned around to say hello, and saw the Archangel staggering in with flushed cheeks, as if he was drunk.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Yuan asked curiously.

"Don't mention it. I saw that the oxygen tank was about to expire, so I took the whole thing in one breath... and ended up getting oxygen intoxication."

The Archangel covered his forehead with his hands, and his halo flickered.

619: Some Research on Da Yan's Fate

"Small problem, small problem, just oxygen intoxication."

The Archangel spoke incoherently, and not long after punching in, he leaned on the bar and fell into a light sleep, his slender back rising and falling, and his halo finally lit up steadily.

"Drunk on oxygen?"

Qi Yuan felt a little strange and repeated it.

He clearly didn't drink any alcohol, but he still had a hangover. It didn't seem worth it no matter how he thought about it. Qi Yuan shook his head and wondered if he could help Aneng with a set of blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing punches.

The welcoming wind chimes rang again. Qi Yuan raised his head, looked at Texas, and also saw the other employees behind him.

"morning."

Texas nodded, said hello briefly, and then reminded: "Don't disturb Aneng. She was so excited after taking oxygen last night that she couldn't sleep. She rode a motorcycle around the city all night. Now she must be tired and is catching up on sleep at work."

Qi Yuan shook his head after hearing this.

He knew that even though Sakota's physical fitness was only average among the Terrans, he was still a Terran after all.

Terrans can get oxygen intoxicated, what kind of post-civilization joke is this?

"That bottle of oxygen was placed in the compartment of the jeep's trunk for a full twenty-four months. Angel Exia always hoped that it would come in handy one day. Now she has used it up herself. The effect is so significant, probably due to psychological effects." Texas whispered.

"I agree." Qi Yuan nodded in agreement.

When they looked closer, they found that Qi Yuan was covered with a layer of translucent fabric. The gauze was so thin that it looked like a layer of weightless mist. The embroidery marks on it were shining with gold, which made him look noble.

"what is this?"

Croissant, who was having breakfast with Keobe, walked over while eating rice rolls. When he saw the golden light, his eyes suddenly lit up and he surrounded Qi Yuan in amazement.

"Wow... this embroidery, this slim fit, and this material, Qi Yuan, why are all these clothes custom-made?"

Croissant was considered an expert at embroidering. He took a closer look at the golden part. The embroidered scene was vivid and lifelike. Both the material and the skill were great. It was a rare treasure among rare items.

When he was a small vendor, Croissant developed a good sense of smell and was able to estimate the approximate price of goods at a glance. He had a natural affinity for expensive things.

Croissant was amazed.

The peacefully sleeping Angel trembled a little, and Croissant lowered his voice and grabbed Qi Yuan's hands:

"Boss, this will cost several hundred thousand Longmen coins, right?"

"Priceless, out-of-print, there is only one in Terra, it cannot be transferred, cannot be washed at will, and cannot leave the country."

Qi Yuan emphasized that for valuable goods, one must inform friends in advance to avoid trouble later. After Qi Yuan's words, even Ceob nodded seriously, understanding that such things should not be moved, especially not eaten.

"It's not delicious, Xiao Ke knows that!"

"Xiao Ke has indeed become smarter." Qi Yuan touched the back of Xiao Ke's head and flicked his fingers lightly. When he retracted his fingers, a shiny piece of honey cake appeared between his two fingers.

"Great!"

Keobe cheered and Ziyue beside her was stunned, wondering what kind of magic this was.

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

There was a lively and cheerful atmosphere, and if Angel had not fallen into a coma, she would definitely join in with joy.

During this period, a small incident occurred.

The Emperor, who had been listening to his own rap DEMO all night, came out staggering, yawning. The Wolf Lord behind him also put on sunglasses and a backwards baseball cap, looking like he was in cahoots with the Emperor.

"Good morning, boss, what are you doing?"

The Emperor and the Wolf Lord walked out the door unhappily without saying hello, as if they were about to leave the bar.

"I was listening to a DEMO with the little wolf cubs in the early morning, and it was always noisy. As a result, you were also making noise in the morning. Can't I sleep in a different place?" The emperor blinked his dark eyes and yawned unhappily.

He suddenly let out another "hmm" and stared at Qi Yuan from head to toe. Suddenly, there was something wrong with his round black eyes.

"Ah, this...your clothes."

The emperor didn't even finish his words, he just ran away with the Wolf Lord's little brother, looking as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

This appearance undoubtedly shocked all the colleagues.

"Mr. Qi Yuan... this suit doesn't hide any forbidden power, does it?" Angelina said worriedly. "I've been watching Berserk recently, and there's a piece of armor in it that can suck human blood, turning people into mindless berserkers, greatly increasing their combat power..."

"Children should avoid watching such hard-core stuff."

Qi Yuan wiped his sweat and said, "I am still researching what this dress is used for, and I have no idea, let alone the price."

There are all kinds of things like bloodsucking that turn people into berserkers. What does Angelina read when she doesn't read physics books?

"I'll study it further. If there are any problems, I'll pack it up and send it back." Qi Yuan said seriously, "Anyway, this thing can only affect your luck. What you said is nonsense."

"Everything should start first, don't worry about those trivial things."

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After the unpretentious work of a courier, Qi Yuan came to the empty room and started his research. He took off the thin robe and gently spread it out on the bed.

When fully unfolded, it becomes a detailed map with every detail of the scenery appearing to flow.

Qi Yuan nodded, Ji's craftsmanship was impeccable.

Then, he stretched out his hand and took out a doll. Even though it had come from the system space to reality, it was still waving its fists tirelessly, and a dark yellow light was flashing non-stop.

The rate of increase in proficiency remains the same as before.

"What will happen if I wear the dragon robe?"

Qi Yuan couldn't wait to grab the thin, translucent robe with both hands and cover the puppet with it.

"Um……?"

Qi Yuan waited for a while, looking embarrassed.

The puppet is still punching and its proficiency is still increasing. Everything is the same as before.

There is not even the slightest change in the increase.

Qi Yuan did not give up, and took out the sword-practicing puppet again. He put the robe on it again in the same way. It was still the same as before, without any changes.

The robe was still the same as before, with a dark light flowing.

"There is another way to test it, which is to wear it and draw cards, but I don't have enough public virtue now, so I can only try it next time... I don't know if there are any precautions for this dress, should I wash it with water or dry clean it? Hand wash or machine wash it?"

Qi Yuan could not hide his disappointment. Wasn't it said that Luck and Da Yan were closely connected, and that they would prosper together and suffer together?

Why didn't the puppet change?

620: Who is clinging to whose thigh? Who is taking advantage of whose luck? (3 more)

When you put it on, your luck will be connected with that of the Great Flame, and they will prosper and suffer together... This was the introduction of the True Dragon on the seller's show. Qi Yuan tried it, but this function was not unlocked.

"Try again next time."

For some reason, Qi Yuan did not take the clothes off the doll, but packed them together and stuffed them into the Praise of Noble Morals. As the doll moved, the patterns on his body lit up one after another, mysterious and unpredictable.

It seemed very mysterious, but Qi Yuan also had a feeling that [it was all special effects].

What happened to the good fortune that was promised to bring prosperity to all?

Could it be that all the luck is on Da Yan's head?

But Qi Yuan just thought about it casually. No matter how high a person's luck is, it can't be compared with a country. He shook his head. Until he accumulates 1000 public virtues next time, he will not touch this robe even once more.

"Where are we going to have lunch?"

The voice of Angel of Energy came over. She had slept for more than four hours. The first thing she did when she woke up was to look at the watch. She found that it was lunch time when she got up. She was immediately very happy about this little thing.

"There's a new tea restaurant over at the market that offers takeout, let's eat there!"

Qi Yuan shouted in response, earning a cheer from the Angel of Energy.

He put the matter of clothes behind him and ran to eat lunch, unable to wait.

Eating is more important.

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The capital of Dayan, Baizao.

That unique morning court session was over, and a few days passed. Imperial edicts from all over the country were piled up on the desk. Zhenlong listened to others reading them while he kept carving with the carving knife in his hand. Wood chips fell down, revealing the majestic shape of a five-clawed golden dragon.

"Colorful clouds appear in the land of Shangshu..."

"A two-meter-long rice plant was grown in Dahuang City and was transported to Baizao in an emergency over a distance of 800 miles..."

"Jiang Qicheng..."

"..."

"..."

"Recently, the number of memorials has increased significantly, visibly."

The real dragon frowned and muttered to himself, "I thought it was some extremely urgent matter, the city was affected by natural disasters or something, but it turns out that auspicious signs are reported all over the country, such as the birth of colorful divine light, poems appearing on the dry river wall, and Jiang Qi's river workers even dug out a one-eyed stone man... Teacher, is this reasonable?"

"These are all rushed. Your Majesty, do you understand how amazing it is?"

Memorials were usually handled by two people together. Zhenlong would glance over them and pick out the important ones to be dealt with. Occasionally, when he was undecided, he would visit the teacher and ask the Grand Tutor what he thought.

Today, Zhenlong had just let the tutor go and immediately called him back to deal with this pile of obviously abnormal memorials.

"Auspicious signs are being reported from all over the country, desperately trying to prove that Da Yan is developing rapidly. As a ruler, you should be able to filter out the nonsense, treat it as nothing, and give appropriate warnings to it... well, how should I put it?"

"I know how to beat the jester." The real dragon lowered his head and said without interest.

"I just feel... a little bored."

Knowing everything but not doing anything and taking the initiative to do things with strong subjective initiative is the difference between a real dragon who is tired of coping and an excellent emperor. The difference lies in that as long as it is not instructed by the teacher, the real dragon lacks the motivation to take the initiative to do it.

"This auspicious auspiciousness all over the sky is so boring."

"I have never doubted your intelligence. If either of you is willing, you are talented enough to be the leader of a revival."

"Okay, I'll screen it."

The real dragon was bored, so he reached out and flipped through the memorials: "First, take down those with real objects as offerings to verify whether they are the officials' home stocks or real auspicious signs from heaven... The two-meter-high rice in Dahuang City is not included. The Heavenly Master has been studying it and has reported it to the central government. This time, it's just that we caught up with the time."

"Look... colorful clouds, clear clouds like a canopy, auspicious light shining in the room, a one-eyed stone man, what are these strange things?"

The real dragon is working, and it is very efficient.

In his spare time, he asked casually, "Qi Yuan should have started playing around with it and discovered the various magical aspects of the good fortune, right?"

"It's inevitable."

The Grand Tutor nodded: "With the blessing of luck, he is unstoppable, unless..."

"Ok?"