Chapter 358: Opposing Kal'tsit, understanding Kal'tsit, super... cough cough
Chapter 358: Opposing Kal'tsit, understanding Kal'tsit, super... cough cough
Qi Yan started to scold the infected people so harshly that their faces turned red.
The only sound left in front of the fountain was Qi Yan's incessant cursing, and even Antor and the Sarkaz beside him could not help but feel their scalps tingling when they heard it.
After Qi Yan cursed himself to his heart's content, he took a breath and asked:
"I just want to ask you to put on your protective suit and clean up the Originium bushes. Who agrees and who disagrees?"
Those infected people looked at each other, each with resentment and dissatisfaction on their face, but no one dared to stand up and speak out in opposition.
Seeing this, Qi Yan was not happy, but even more dissatisfied:
"You are a bunch of weaklings. The men only have two legs, and the women only have a mouth. If you don't agree, just speak up. Don't keep it in your heart and try to be cunning while working."
The infected people were mocked by Qi Yan, and visible anger appeared on their faces.
Many people even managed to muster up the courage to start glaring at Qi Yan, looking like they might explode at any moment.
Seeing this, Anto and the Sarkaz felt nervous and prepared to stop the fight.
But Qi Yan suddenly turned around and walked to a building on the side of the road.
"Is this house, including the ones at the back, occupied by anyone?" Qi Yan suddenly asked.
Anto looked around and shook his head.
"These houses have structural damage and are dangerous buildings."
Qi Yan nodded, and suddenly clenched his fist and hit the building.
The air twisted and deformed under Qi Yan's fist, making a deafening sonic boom, followed by the roar of houses collapsing in pieces.
The ground of the entire block was shaking, as if the aftershocks of the natural disaster had struck again.
The infected people looked at the ruins in front of Qi Yan, where dust and smoke were billowing. The anger on their faces dissipated just like the buildings.
Qi Yan patted the non-existent dust on his hands and staggered back to the infected people:
“I still say the same thing, who is in favor and who is against?
If you don’t agree, just speak up. If I see someone doing a slacking job, I’ll hang him on the Originium bush and let him reflect on himself.”
The infected people's mouths twitched.
They now completely understood one thing: Qi Yan had no intention of listening to their opinions at all and had been giving tough orders the entire time.
Opponents, take a punch first and talk about it later if you can survive.
Those who are sneaky and cunning will be hung on the Originium bush. They can think about reflection only after they survive.
"Well, it was passed unanimously."
Qi Yan spread his hands and said, "It seems that our democratic meeting is going very smoothly, so let's get started."
The infected people were dejected and went forward to receive the protective clothing with an almost suicidal mentality.
Anto asked the Sarkaz to be responsible for the distribution while she continued to explain the precautions.
This time, the infected people listened very carefully, afraid of missing any details.
After finishing the explanation, Anto took the initiative to put on protective clothing and began to demonstrate personally.
With her leadership, although the infected people were still somewhat reluctant, they all participated in the cleanup work honestly.
Qi Yan sat on the edge of the fountain, holding his chin and silently watching the busy crowd on the block. His face was expressionless and no one could tell what he was thinking.
Several Sarkaz from the Mudstone Team gathered together to discuss in a low voice for a moment, then suddenly ran to find Anto and asked him what was going on. After receiving a positive answer, they actually put on protective clothing and took the initiative to participate in the cleanup work.
Qi Yan looked at the actions of these Sarkaz and couldn't help but chuckle.
"You must be very tired."
The voice of the Witch King suddenly came from behind Qi Yan, but only the voice was heard without his iconic red shadow.
Qi Yan did not deny anything and nodded:
“A little bit. It’s been nearly a month since the natural disaster happened, and this is the first time I’ve maintained the golden pupil state for such a long time. Although there’s no battle, this body still can’t hold on any longer.
I've had one or two sudden deaths from time to time these days, and it's a bit hard to hold on."
Witch King: “…”
He felt a little tense himself.
This Lupert was refreshing his cognition all the time.
The Witch King finally chose to ignore Qi Yan's unreasonableness and asked curiously:
"Why did you do these things? I thought you were a sophisticated egoist, but I didn't expect you to join forces with the White Queen and try to do something that is doomed to fail."
“This attempt is actually good for me.”
The figure of a little girl emerged in Qi Yan's mind: "Amiya will definitely face these things in the future. I just made some deductions in advance. Whether Warrenmud succeeds or fails, it will be an important record.
I'll have Anto sort out the report and send it to Kal'tsit and the doctor. They can pick out the key points and slowly tell Amiya."
The Witch King had heard these names from Qi Yan these days and had some understanding of them.
He sneered:
“A little girl is having a childish dream, and you actually wasted your time trying to help her.
If you ask me, with your strength, you can easily establish an unprecedented dynasty and rule this continent.
By then, everyone will be at your feet, and if you want the infected to rise up, it will only take a word."
"Is there any difference between then and now?" Qi Yan asked back.
The Witch King fell silent.
In the silence, Qi Yan's head suddenly tilted without warning, his body swayed and he almost fell, but he recovered immediately.
"Huh, I died again." Qi Yan sat down and chuckled, "I suddenly understand Kal'tsit a little bit. She probably reincarnates again and again like this. Every time she opens her eyes again, she sees the same land without any change.
It's despairing to think about it. Saving this land is a noble idea, but it's daunting to do it."
The Witch King was surprised and asked, "That woman named Kal'tsit, is she also immortal like you?"
"Who knows."
Qi Yan said casually: "According to the cannibalistic laws of this land, maybe one day when she finally sees the dawn of victory, she will be killed by a knife."
Witch King: “…”
The topic gradually developed in a direction that he could not understand.
Qi Yan sighed, raised his hand and scratched his head, as if he realized something, and his expression suddenly became a little lonely.
Before the Witch King could ask in surprise, he heard Qi Yan mutter:
"My beloved slicked-back hairstyle has returned to its normal wash-cut-blow-dry style after not going for a ride these days."
"You guy!"
The Witch King uttered something that sounded like a curse, and disappeared again.
Qi Yan smiled, ignored the Witch King who was leaving, stood up and found a corner.
According to the rules he has summarized these days, he needs to sleep more, otherwise he will suffer more sudden deaths.
Anto, who was leading the cleanup team, seemed to sense something. He turned his head to look at Qi Yan who was dozing off in a shadow, feeling a little confused.
"Has Qi Yan been much quieter these days?"
She turned around and said to the Sarkaz beside her, "He's been causing less trouble and speaking more seriously. He always seemed to have too much energy before."
The Sarkaz put the active source stone he collected into the storage bag, and then replied:
"Maybe he wanted to pick up his broken character of a benevolent savior. We were deceived by him at first, and we thought we had met a living Bodhisattva who saved people from suffering.
After getting to know him for a while, I found out that he is a living devil who saves people from suffering!"
(Old rules, eat first, then play with the cat, and finally post the third chapter)
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