Arknights, are you a good person?

This comes from the public morality of all colleagues present.

Being cared for like this, Sora felt warm inside, but at the same time he was a little worried: "But, will things really develop as you said?"

"I don't believe she didn't watch the news when she returned."

Qi Yuan said with great concern.

Hold a grudge.

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After Texas planned the route, Croissant started his shopping spree. He didn't buy everything until the sun was setting. A trailer, shaped like a motorhome, was hooked onto the back of the jeep.

Thinking of the way Qi Yuan raised his leg and prepared to leave during the day, Croissant felt amused.

"I didn't expect Qi Yuan also has things he's not good at."

She said with satisfaction that she had taught Qi Yuan what it takes to be an excellent transnational courier, the rough map in his mind, excellent negotiation skills, camping skills... and she had really indulged in the urge to be a senior.

It’s true, seeing Qi Yuan listening attentively made her feel a little proud.

In one word, cool!

This refreshing feeling continued until Texas stopped the car and Croissant rolled down the window and asked Qi Yuan to get in quickly.

The bar door was wide open.

Inside the bar, a penguin with a big gold chain sat in the middle with a cigarette on its wings.

"broken!"

Croissant seemed to have been poured with a bucket of cold water, and said as if he had just woken up from a dream: "I forgot to tell the boss about my long journey!"

Don't say anything and get out of the car immediately.

The jeep was turned off and Penguin Logistics came in one after another and stood in a row like four children who had done something wrong.

"You guys."

The emperor was distressed, and pointed at them with his black and white wings: "Can you be more mature? If Qi Yuan hadn't come to ask me to feed the pandas this month, I wouldn't have known that you were going to run Columbia. You forget everything when you go on a long journey."

Everyone was scolded badly, except Qi Yuan, who was spared. He nodded repeatedly at the side, like a seasoned veteran watching the military training of freshmen.

Croissant wanted to vomit blood.

114: The Movements of Da Yan

Eleven o'clock at night, in the wilderness.

The Longmen city-state has turned into a giant beast crawling in the distance, with dots of lights on its surface. The boundary between the upper city and the slums is so clear.

The trailer and the jeep formed a blunt angle, forming the simplest overnight campsite. Six people sat around the blazing campfire.

"The emperor is simply too terrible."

Croissant still looked frightened as he stuck the skewers of grilled meat sprinkled with seasonings next to the campfire.

"You haven't forgotten me, so how could you forget to tell Mr. Emperor?" Mostima held the freshly roasted marshmallow, and his blue tongue touched the surface of the marshmallow from time to time, testing the best time to enter.

"Uh……"

Angel said awkwardly: "I haven't seen you for a day, I thought you left without saying goodbye again, Xiao Mo."

"You mean, if I hadn't come back at that time, I would only see two empty-nesters and one empty-nest red panda?"

Mostima's eyes flickered, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I think that would be fun."

swoosh~

Amidst the joy, the seventh person suddenly appeared by the campfire. Fiammetta looked gloomy, stared at Mostima and said, "It's ok to stay in Longmen for so long, but why are you going on a cross-border mission?"

"What about your duties as the Messenger of Nations?"

Yan Qiyuan's eyes showed a trace of admiration. He knew at a glance that Fiammetta was catching up as fast as possible after being abandoned. Regardless of anything else, this perseverance alone is worthy of praise.

Mostima also had a similar feeling to some extent.

Qi Yuan still remembers the conversation with Mastema. Mastema asked him about the destination. Maybe they were on the same route? Qi Yuan asked Mastema which country her next stop was, but Mastema smiled and said nothing, as if the riddle was wrong.

Fortunately, Qi Yuan could hear the hidden meaning.

“We’re going to Columbia.”

"What a coincidence! I'm also going to Columbia, and now we're on the same route."

"Maybe this is fate."

This is a conversation between people with both high IQ and EQ.

Although it was along the way, as Fiammetta had asked, Mostima had to perform the duties of a messenger of all nations, equivalent to a diplomat of Lateran, and could not accompany everyone for the entire journey.

But the Archangel was already very happy.

"This is the first time I've been on such a busy field trip."

She excitedly handed Qi Yuan a piece of roasted marshmallow, took out the secret recipe hot chocolate sauce, and showed Qi Yuan a unique Rutland way of eating. Qi Yuan ate a piece of marshmallow dipped in chocolate sauce and was almost dumbfounded by the sweetness.

Qi Yuan pinched his throat and opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

Upon seeing this, Angel quickly fed him a piece of food with his own hands.

"Isn't it delicious?"

It's a bit like repaying kindness with enmity.

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Dayan, the capital.

Unlike Longmen, where capitalism is strong and the wind of freedom is spreading, the capital of Dayan is iron-blooded and majestic. With each brick and tile, a heavy sense of history hits you in the face.

This sense of solemnity is especially strong in prisons.

The current Grand Tutor is in prison right now.

Just because of a sign, a sudden aura, he was inspired to go to the prison and sit in front of the second brother who was about the same age as him.

The Taifu was a very tall old man with broad shoulders, as if he could support the sky even if it collapsed.

The prison door was used as the dividing line. Even if the current Grand Tutor was sitting cross-legged outside the door, he could not illuminate the darkness inside. A thin figure was sitting in the cell with a chessboard between them.

The tutor said nothing.

The man in the cage didn't speak, and even his face couldn't be seen in the darkness, but his posture revealed a sense of madness.

"You made a move again?" asked the Grand Tutor.

Just now, the prisoner placed a piece on the upper left side of the chessboard. If we compare it with the map, we can see that this piece fell on the westernmost part of Dayan.

"This is my last move. I am doomed to fail."

The man in prison admitted it frankly and was in a good mood despite his defeat, which shows that the difference between victory and defeat is not on the chessboard at all.

"Making a move is a common thing...but why do I feel uneasy from you?" The Taifu's eyes were as sharp as a knife. While he was puzzled, he also began to become alert.

For so many years, the people in the prison have always been wanton and crazy mental patients. Even the master doesn't know whether the person who has been playing chess with him is one or one hundred and eighty-one.

The Grand Tutor didn't want to think too much, so he just killed any fragments of the Sui Beast that came his way.

The prisoner shook his head and did not address the topic directly. Instead, he asked, "Master, you are a human being. Can human calculations be compared with those of heaven? Every step you take on the chessboard leads to the same outcome."

"I know there is a saying that goes 'Man proposes, God disposes'. Even the most daring fool can only claim to be half a step ahead of God." The Master's expression remained unchanged. "I am that fool."

"It's better to be a little crazy, hehe."

The prisoner sighed with satisfaction: "In short, I saw a chess game that could be called heavenly work. I also spent a lot of effort, using the dream and painting skills I learned from my sisters, to prepare a move for that person."

"Other chess pieces don't receive the same treatment as him."

As the man in the cell was talking, blood suddenly started flowing from the corner of his mouth, his neck twisted, and he died instantly.

The Taifu was not surprised and just wiped his hands to prevent the blood from staining his sleeves.

There's going to be another bloody storm.

The Grand Tutor stood up and walked out, issuing an administrative order to the casual officials: "The second son of the Sui family has made another move. Search for any clues within the Great Yan area."

"As ordered!"

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Dayan, Yumen.

An ordinary medical clinic welcomed two soldiers.

The tiger-headed doctor, who was very inconspicuous but strong, began to cupping with familiarity. The two soldiers immediately groaned, and while waiting for the blood clots in their backs to be drained, they couldn't control their mouths and started chattering.

"What is Grandmaster practicing recently...Hadouken? I dared to ask him, and he said that there is a guy in Longmen who has practiced his boxing to the point where he can emit lasers."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Can I lie to you? I just became the cook of Grandmaster! Let me tell you very clearly that recently Grandmaster has been practicing martial arts with one hand while holding chopsticks while eating, and he still hasn't released that... Qigong wave."

Huai Tianpei was slightly stunned, but his cupping movements were not slow at all, and he turned the man into a ladybug.

He got a message from the soldiers' conversation.

A young boxer from Longmen, who had a talent for martial arts and a brilliant mind that even Grandmaster Zhongyue praised. The moves he created took Grandmaster Zhongyue several days and nights to figure out.

After the soldiers left, Huai Tianpei stood there, lost in thought.

Without much hesitation, he began to write the note.

115: Colombian local gangs are too rude (3 more)

Ten days later, Colombia.

"You have had a hard time on the journey."

Qiyuan shook hands with the representative of Columbia Records very politely, but his eyes kept glancing at the tall buildings, neat roads, and the crowds of people.

He took deep breaths of the air tainted by the worldly world and lamented that the wilderness was really not a place for people to stay.

Ten days! God knows how Qi Yuan spent these ten days.

If he didn't go to a big city, he felt that he would soon become a wild person.

Penguin Logistics is indeed experienced. Those who can drive take shifts every four hours and rush west day and night. Qi Yuan, who can't drive, is of course doubly bored and tos ...

The girls can still go bathing and playing in the water together, but Qi Yuan really can't do anything.

"Mr. Qi? Mr. Qi?"

Qi Yuan gradually returned to normal and looked at the young company representative who was speaking.

"Columbia Records, what a big name. I thought the company he was testing out would be a small local record company."

When the company representative heard this, he immediately looked embarrassed:

"We are indeed a small-scale record company now. We were once glorious, with branches all over Colombia, and we also got a trademark worth thousands of dollars. However, we failed to launch new amateurs one after another, which led to the current situation."

The company representative said while wiping his sweat.

Why does this partner want to hit the sore spot? It seems that he is a little too talkative.

"Continuous failure..."

Kong looked embarrassed. The agency had found such an unreliable partner... Was he being cheated?

This is not good for an idol's career.

"There's nothing wrong with Columbia Records' capabilities, we're just being targeted!"

the company representative wailed.

Qi Yuan nodded in understanding.

All the scoundrels like to say that they are being targeted.

"How exactly were we targeted?" Texas said calmly, his indifferent tone sounding like heavenly music to the company representatives' ears.

"You really understand!"

He immediately told a series of events like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.