People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 700: 1 Feather, 1 Call Dad

As expected, Qi Yan's personal guarantee failed to gain anyone's trust.

He squatted on the street, watching with envy as the Doctor talked with Windermere. Vina was beside him, thoughtfully writing down what they had agreed on, so that there would be no problems with the subsequent transportation of supplies.

An Meng stayed beside Qi Yan and asked in a low voice:

"Dean, is this also part of your plan?"

Qi Yan glanced at An Meng with resentment, which made the latter feel creepy.

An Meng scratched his head in confusion, not knowing where he had said something wrong.

Clearly everything is going as our dean said, supplies have been replenished, so why is our dean acting like a punching bag?

A Meng couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it: "Dean, what instructions do you have next?"

"Once the supplies are reorganized, you can restart the plot and head to Londinium." Qi Yan said casually.

"Are you going to lead us in a counterattack?"

"...Yes, I decided to send you to get rid of Tracy." Qi Yan said unhappily.

"Ah I?"

An Meng was dumbfounded on the spot.

"Are you stupid, are you stupid?"

Qi Yan was so angry that he jumped up and slapped An Meng on the head: "It's so hard to live a stable life, but you don't want to find a wife and give birth to a bunch of little Sarkaz to live with, and you only think about fighting and killing all day long.

This land is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom, understand?"

An Meng was hit so hard that he shrank his neck and smiled foolishly:

"Dean, I really don't understand human relationships, but I'm very good at causing accidents."

"You look like an accident to me." Qi Yan rubbed his sore hand and squatted back, "From now on, your weapon will only be unsheathed for protection."

An Meng touched the long sword at his waist, unable to understand the meaning of Qi Yan's words:

"Does the dean mean to ask me to protect those Sarkaz who are willing to follow you?"

"Those Victorians in the nursing home are not human beings? I ask you, are they human beings?!"

"Uh... yes."

Qi Yan looked at An Meng's stupid look and sighed helplessly:

"Forget it. Why should I be angry with you? Just take the nursing home back to the outskirts of Londinium and reunite with Kazdel Nursing Home. Someone will naturally take care of the rest."

Amon heard something wrong:

"Dean, are you leaving?"

"If I don't leave, will you support me?" Qi Yan asked back.

Upon hearing this, Ameng subconsciously reached for his wallet at his waist, and then he realized that when the nursing home was reorganized, he was the first one to hand over all his belongings in order to show his attitude.

Amon, who found nothing, looked a little ashamed and said awkwardly:

"How much does it cost to support you? I can take on mercenary missions to support you."

Qi Yan: "..."

He ignored Amon, but stood up and walked towards the doctor.

The Doctor, who was bargaining with Windermere, heard footsteps behind him. Before he could turn around, he suddenly felt his coat being forcibly pulled open.

PhD:?

Windermere: ? ?

"Fuck, white-haired dog, what are you doing?"

The doctor was so frightened that his voice became a little shrill.

Qi Yan did not answer, but without any pause in his hands, he took out the colorful feather fan that the doctor kept close to him.

He searched carefully up and down, and finally plucked the smallest feather from the fan, and put the fan back into the doctor's arms.

"Preserve it for me. If you dare to drop even one feather, I will eat all the pure Originium you treasure!"

Qi Yan left a threat and walked towards An Meng again.

In Amon's confused eyes, he stuffed the feather into his hand and said:

"If you encounter a problem you can't solve, go to Rhodes Island for help. They will know what to do when they see the feathers."

Qi Yan didn't deliberately lower his voice when speaking, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

The Doctor and the others from Rhodes Island did not react much, they just glanced at Amon a little longer, but Windermere, the poet and the others could not help but feel moved, and their eyes turned serious when they looked at Amon.

"Ahem, don't worry about him, let's get on with business."

The Doctor rearranged his clothes and spoke to draw Windermere's attention back to himself.

Windermere retracted his gaze and said seriously:

“I am willing to believe in the reputation of Rhode Island and can provide supplies free of charge to help Norbert’s land overcome difficulties, but I also hope that the doctor can make my attitude public. If there are citizens of Victoria on the land who are willing to believe me, I will take them away.

I am the Duke of Victoria, and these citizens are forever under my protection, including those who are temporarily unwilling to leave with me."

"Of course, I've been waiting for you to say this." The doctor chuckled, "Although this plot of land was snatched by Qi Yan, the so-called nursing home was also built out of his personal wishes.

But the philosophy of the nursing home is consistent with that of Rhode Island, and we will not use any coercive means to decide whether a member stays or leaves.”

Windermere's eyes flickered: "Can you represent Qi Yan's attitude?"

"What the hell is he?" the doctor snorted. "If he dares to bully me, I'll eat all his feather collection."

Windermere: "..."

At this moment, Windermere couldn't help but feel underestimated.

Should I go back and start collecting some feathers from Liberi?

Especially the red ones. Most of the feathers in the doctor's arms were red.

On the other side, Qi Yan and An Meng were chatting about the follow-up matters of the nursing home. Most of the time, An Meng asked serious questions, Qi Yan talked nonsense, and then An Meng just memorized them by rote.

While the two were talking, the soft flesh on Qi Yan's waist was suddenly poked.

Mandela came close to Qi Yan, not knowing what she was thinking, her cheeks slightly red.

Qi Yan:?

Under his puzzled gaze, Mandela hesitantly stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear:

"Can you give me a feather... Dad?"

Qi Yan: ??? !!!

Mandela's outrageous action scared Qi Yan so much that he took a step back and almost fell to the ground.

Not only was Qi Yan frightened, but Mandela was also shocked by Qi Yan's exaggerated reaction, and was completely at a loss.

When the doctor called Qi Yan like this, Qi Yan looked like he was enjoying it very much and didn't care at all. Why did Qi Yan react so strongly when I called him like that?

"No! Who did you learn this trick from?" Qi Yan felt that his brain was not enough.

He felt like he was being teased!

I was teased by a stupid cat!

Just now when Mandela came over to talk to him, her warm, moist breath hit his ear and made his heart skip a beat.

Mandela couldn't understand Qi Yan's reaction. She felt her face getting hotter and hotter, and she stamped her feet anxiously:

"Don't worry about who I learned this from. Just tell me whether you will give it to me or not."

"No, what do you want this thing for?" Qi Yan asked.

"I……"

Mandela hesitated for a moment, but finally made up her mind and said bluntly: "I still don't want to give up. I want to go back to the Deep Pool. I think if I bring your feather token back to the leader, she will be very happy."

Qi Yan opened his mouth and then became angry.

He stepped forward and grabbed Mandela's cat ears, lowered his head and asked Mandela:

"You took my feather to send off another woman? Huh?!"