Arknights, are you a good person?

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No lights or shadows, no special effects.

Only the memory suddenly turned into a ball of light and disappeared around Qi Yuan's waist. He immediately sensed that the insertion was successful, and with just a thought, he could expel the memory from the body and release this state.

Qi Yuan silently felt the subtle changes, listened attentively, and adapted to the amplified senses.

A street vendor was hawking his wares. When he scooped wontons for customers, there were seventeen sounds of wontons being put into the soup. A car drove by, and four tires with different degrees of wear made completely different sounds...

Qi Yuan frowned.

There was too much information coming in suddenly, and my brain began to swell.

Qi Yuan carefully looked at the puddle on the ground and made sure that there was no change in his appearance. Only then did he feel at ease and boldly continue to explore the capabilities of his memory.

Select useful information, such as feeling the wind.

Level 4 wind, northeast by north.

The angle of the bullet would change when it was fired, and he knew how to correct the trajectory.

Looking up at the tall buildings in the distance, another data emerged in Qi Yuan's mind. The lightning rod on the roof was 3 kilometers away from him, with an elevation angle of degrees. If he wanted to hit it, he needed to correct the trajectory in advance.

His sensory abilities have also been greatly enhanced, and everything seems to be clearly visible in Qi Yuan's eyes.

Qi Yuan didn't have any guns at hand, so after thinking it over, he gently stretched out his fingers, waited silently for twenty seconds, and then shouted softly. A qigong wave as thick as a finger shot into the clouds.

A track crossed the sky.

A few seconds later, the Qigong wave passed over the top of the lightning rod three kilometers away, cutting off the top part, exactly as Qi Yuan had predicted.

"It works well."

Qi Yuan touched his swollen forehead and said with relief.

Now we can use direction-guided guidance, unlike before, when we had to raise our thumbs and aim for a long time to shoot at a huge target several hundred meters away.

The brain is a little uncomfortable with the sudden influx of excess information, and it needs to constantly adapt.

Qi Yuan looked at the shadow in the puddle again, and suddenly a strange feeling arose in his heart. It was not obvious just now, but the more he looked, the more he realized there was something wrong.

Qi Yuan felt that he was a bit like an archangel.

There was no change in appearance, behavior or way of speaking, the only thing that changed was the aura.

Maybe it's a change of soul.

Qi Yuan had a guess that if he approached secretly, the first reaction of others would definitely be - the Angel of Power is standing behind me! And it would never be Qi Yuan.

"It feels like we can develop a lot of new ways to play... It would be great if we could draw an item that makes it 100% impossible to see the face." Qi Yuan lowered his head and thought, muttering to himself.

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"You're having fun, but have you ever thought about how I feel?"

It was still the abandoned viaduct. Fiammetta looked at the person in front of him with resentment, wishing he could shoot at her from behind.

“It’s really fun.”

Mostima seemed to be unaware and answered very frankly, which once again aroused Fiammetta's anger.

"Is it so fun to play house with Remule?"

She complained unhappily:

"Why haven't I seen you so happy before when we were on missions with the same team?"

“It wasn’t as effective as it is now.”

Mostima answered honestly and praised Qi Yuan highly: "Qi Yuan's ability to make things happen far exceeds my imagination. I can imagine how much effort he put into making me feel at home."

"That's nice to say."

Fiammetta said seriously: "So what? You told Xiao Lechen about that?"

"It was a little revealing, but I underestimated the empathy between angels. She had already sensed the same emotions from her sister who had just woken up."

Mostima looked a little disappointed, and Fiammetta also glanced at the dark halo above her head.

Angels with halos have an ability called empathy, which allows them to transmit their emotions to others over a long distance. However, if they attack angels of their own kind, their halos will turn black and they will lose their empathy ability.

"At least you once had it. I have no idea what's going on in your angels' heads."

Fiammetta sighed.

"So what? How did Xiaole react?"

"She is as happy as before." Mastema sighed, "It seems that her new teammates are of great help to her."

At this moment, Mostima, who had originally looked relaxed, suddenly raised his head and turned to look into the distance.

"what happened?"

Fiammetta frowned and asked immediately.

"I seem to sense Xiaole's aura, but it's very strong. Is she practicing full power release?"

"It seems that she is not as heartless as you thought."

Seeing Mostima's surprised look, Fiammetta was quite gloating.

But at the same time, she also felt a little emotional.

The Archangel Lemule is worthy of being that woman's sworn sister, and she actually has such great potential.

They didn't know that this breath actually came from Qi Yuan and his memory. The whole process was just a simple attempt. The instigator Qi Yuan stood on a high place and observed everything with his suddenly enhanced senses.

He noticed a car.

A radio vehicle was speeding towards Penguin Logistics. The logo printed on the side of the vehicle looked vaguely familiar to Qi Yuan, but he just couldn't remember where it was.

After a little thought, I came to a conclusion.

That seems to be the logo of the idol company that Sora-chan belongs to.

110: What if Kong-chan and Qi Yuan have a scandal?

Exia, who was mistakenly believed by Mostima to be working hard and practicing overdrive mode, was now lying on the sofa, bragging to her colleagues.

"Just kidding, I'm super brave, okay?" Aneng gave a thumbs up and said proudly.

“My motorcycle riding skills are impeccable.”

She said excitedly: "When I first got on the bike, there was a small misunderstanding. The Guards and the underworld were chasing me together. I inexplicably enjoyed the thrill of speed..."

"I seem to have heard Qi Yuan say that speeding while being chased is strictly speaking an emergency measure and should not be illegal."

"Unfortunately, I accidentally took off my helmet, and after the misunderstanding, I no longer have anyone to legally race with me."

The Archangel sighed and said with great regret.

After that day, she could only enjoy a slightly higher speed on the highway. The poor motorcycle was unable to exert its full strength, like a precious sword covered in dust. The Angel of Death could only sigh helplessly at the motorcycle.

"Oh, obey the law."

The sound of squeaking brakes interrupted her groaning, and the Angel of Exorcism suddenly stood up with a puzzled look on her face.

"The brake sound isn't crisp at all, isn't it Texas?"

It was definitely not Texas, because she was sitting next to the Archangel at the moment, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Did Qi Yuan finally learn to drive?"

Everyone said it was impossible.

A professional woman in a suit pushed the door open and interrupted the speculation. She was a Lupert, with a fluffy tail that was sleek and shiny, and she had a capable aura just standing there.

"Ms....Ms. Broker?"

He took off his boots and socks, and immediately knelt down while massaging his feet, hiding his bare feet under his butt.

"I heard some bad rumors."

The manager said worriedly, "Someone witnessed idol Sora-chan participating in gang activities. Can you explain it?"

(⊙o⊙)

Kong, who was about to argue, was stunned on the spot, his mouth opened wide, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I I I..."

She stammered, as if she was speechless.

The main reason was that what the agent said was quite true and she didn’t know how to refute it.

I had too much fun playing with Qi Yuan these past few days, to the point of being a little carried away and doing things that a professional idol shouldn't do.

I did have a lot of contact with the underworld, but...

"The real bad guys were defeated in the end. Can this answer reassure Miss Agent? Hehehe~"

Sora tried to play dumb.

The agent's face turned pale.

"So the rumors are true... You could have discussed the transformation plan with the idol company instead of suddenly taking the initiative. Do you know how confused our agency is when facing the sudden surge in popularity of Sora-chan?"

The agent complained.

"Popularity... skyrocketing?" Kong had no idea what was going on. Could it be that the agent was here to call him to task?

"Of course, don't you know how much potential Dangerous Idols have in the market?" the agent said curiously.

Dangerous idol?

Sora was even more confused.

Kong-chan is very simple, she just wants to be everyone's idol and call for love in the center of the world.

He is also following the traditional idol path, nothing like this unconventional approach.

"What is that?" Sora asked in confusion.

The agent's eyes immediately became sharp: "Looking at your expression, I understand. In fact, you haven't thought deeply about how to increase your popularity. You are just acting on instinct."

"You acted on instinct once, and the results were better than the plans we even discussed. You've proven your idol talent, Sora-chan!"

"..."

Sora obviously wasn't happy to hear such praise.

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Qi Yuan took a few more glances outside and confirmed that this was the car of the idol agency that Kong Jiang belonged to, so he pushed the door and walked in.

He just happened to run into his agent who was chattering about the prospects of "Dangerous Idol". According to the agent's description, this field was a blue ocean and Sora would definitely be able to make a big splash.

"Look, this is a Gothic style, with a torn black gauze skirt, lace stockings with holes, and small leather shoes. What do you think?"

The manager took out a tablet and showed Kong the new stage costumes that the designer had hurriedly prepared.

Of course, the agent did not forget to praise the finishing touch of this stage costume:

"Look at this lace collar, which is the finishing touch."

Colleagues showed curious expressions and came forward to watch. Qi Yuan, who had just entered the bar, also leaned over to take a look and nodded to give the highest evaluation:

"Good skin, must be bought."

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Is it based on the premise that this image will definitely shine? !

Hearing the praise from everyone at Penguin Logistics, the female agent breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little confused. She turned around and looked in the direction where the male voice came from.

"Ok?"

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, but when you do, the agent will be shocked.

"Are you an employee of Penguin Logistics?" she confirmed to Qi Yuan.

The latter nodded without hesitation.