People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 731 Qimen!

In the Patriot's huge palm was a thick stack of report documents.

A piece of paper that an ordinary person would have to spread out with both hands looks like a final exam cheat sheet that a college student worked hard to prepare in the hands of a patriot. It is small and cute.

However, the patriots at this moment do not feel that the contents of the report document are cute at all.

He put down the documents and looked at the white-haired Lupert who had inexplicably appeared on his bed.

Qi Yan's sleeping posture was as arrogant and outrageous as his behavior in the documents.

"Hey, King of Scavengers, I will come to your house to apologize when I have time. Qi Yan went too far this time."

The Patriot sighed, put the report document on the bedside desk, stood up and covered Qi Yan with a blanket, then turned around and prepared to deal with the mess that Qi Yan had left outside the nursing home after he appeared.

Before the patriot could reach the door, he heard a confusing sound behind him.

Turning his head to look, the Patriot took a breath in displeasure.

He had just covered Qi Yan with his oversized quilt when Qi Yan kicked him away in his sleep.

The patriot decisively turned around and covered Qi Yan again.

This time, without waiting for the patriot to turn around, Qi Yan kicked the quilt away again.

patriot:"……"

Cover again.

Push it open again.

Cover again.

Push open again...

The patriot's stubborn temper was aroused. He grabbed Qi Yan's collar with one hand and the quilt with the other, and rolled Qi Yan into a spring roll in no time.

Seeing Qi Yan frowning in his sleep and still lying there unruly, the patriot silently took out a hemp rope from under the bed.

patriot:"……"

Qi Yan: "..."

The room was quiet for a moment, and Qi Yan shrank his body into the 'spring roll' little by little, until his head was tucked into the quilt, leaving only a tuft of white hair.

The Patriot finally nodded with satisfaction, placed the hemp rope on the head of the bed, turned around and left the room.

Outside, the weather in Londinium was still gloomy.

But perhaps because of his good mood, the Patriot felt that the light today was a little brighter.

But this bright mood only lasted until he reached the edge of the nursing home plot. Looking at the battleships outside stained with blood and the spoils piled up in a mess on the battleships, the patriot took a breath again.

In the center of the pile of spoils, a somewhat crude but domineering throne full of the scavenger's personal style stood quietly.

"The throne of the Scavenger King... this child Qi Yan..."

The Patriot shook his head in a headache.

Not far away, a pretty short-haired woman was solemnly explaining the contents of her revised report to the nursing home members.

"Everyone, this is the gift our dean personally bestowed upon us, a treasure from all races... to be precise, it's the dean's treasure!"

"As you can see, this battleship is a standard battleship of the Duke of Victoria. Although it has some wear and tear, its overall structure is intact. After being repaired by Ms. Catherine, it can still be used by the nursing home!"

"There is an interesting story about this battleship."

Beulah left the question in suspense here.

When some of the audience members couldn't help but start urging her to continue, she continued to make up stories:

"At that time, on the chaotic battlefield, both sides were already killing each other, but suddenly the dark clouds in the sky split open and white holy light descended!

Our dean had a compassionate look on his face, bathing in holy light as he descended upon the battlefield. He could not bear to see lives continue to perish, and even more so, he did not want to see lives slaughter each other, so the dean revealed the tip of the iceberg of his great power! "

"I testify that I was at the scene!"

A one-horned Sarkaz suddenly raised his hand and said, "Merciful and great dean, with a wave of his hand, he eliminated the wildly growing source stones in the bodies of at least fifty Sarkaz!"

Beulah: ?

Who is this person?

How can you edit better than me?

The others had no idea of ​​what Beulah was thinking. When they heard Qi Yan's methods, they cheered immediately. Many of them even clasped their hands together and began to pray to Qi Yan in their hearts.

The one-horned Sarkaz transformed by the shapeshifter seemed very satisfied with the result and strode forward to take over Beulah's right to speak:

"After that, our dean sent his messengers, the shapeshifters who originally belonged to the Sarkaz Royal Court, to the heart of the battlefield to rescue the two respectable warriors who were on the verge of death.

Let us pray together for the kindness of the dean, Qimen!"

"Qi Men!"

Suddenly there was a response from the crowd.

Beulah's ears were shaking with anger, and she opened her mouth to ask who this Sarkaz was.

But before she could open her mouth, she noticed that the patriot who was watching silently not far away was shaking his head slightly at her.

Beulah instantly realized that this strange Sarkaz in front of him was no simple being, and quickly stepped aside with a wry smile.

The Shapeshifter continued to preach Qi Yan's great achievements. When Qi Yan was driving the Blood Battleship past the Silverstone Cliff battlefield, he encountered Manfred who was intending to use the Windermere flagship to fight Abramana, and pinned him to the ground and persuaded him madly.

Then Manfred, who had been successfully reformed and whose mentality and breathing had become calm, jumped in front of Abrana and beat the confused Abrana with Manfred.

Later, according to the shapeshifter, Qi Yan squatted aside and gave the two young people who were full of "fighting spirit" a chance to show themselves, and watched the cricket fighting competition.

The Scavenger King, who finally arrived to try to stop the situation where both sides would suffer losses, also successfully felt the compassion of Dean Qi Yan. He was deeply moved and voluntarily offered his throne as a sign of respect, and enthusiastically and personally saw Qi Yan off ten kilometers away.

"...In the Silverstone Cliff, on that battlefield filled with death, the temperaments of the soldiers on both sides became moderate under the mediation of the dean. They happily stopped the war and volunteered to serve the dean... I emphasize that it was voluntary!"

The shapeshifter emphasized the key points in his words, almost using his ability to conjure up a blackboard and knocking on it: "They voluntarily sent various weapons and supplies and returned to their respective camps to recuperate."

After finishing the last paragraph, the shapeshifter added a closing remark with a look of emotion on his face:

"This result is truly cause for celebration. Congratulations, Qimen!"

"Qi Men!"

Suddenly, there was another round of echoing voices.

"Wait, I have a question!"

Suddenly, a question came from the crowd: "The dean has given him the treasure, so has he returned to the nursing home?"

The shapeshifter opened his hands and said in reverence:

"Master Dean, he's everywhere!"

Instantly there was another shout of "Qi Men".

Beulah's face was a little bitter. She walked to the shapeshifter and handed him the Qimen Bible.

"Why don't you be the dean's deputy? You're better at speaking than I am."

The shapeshifter smiled and pushed the booklet back:

"A proxy can't satisfy us."

Hearing this, Beulah was completely certain of the identity of the one-horned Sarkaz in front of her, and glared at the shapeshifter fiercely.

Unfortunately, her glare was even less powerful than her coquettishness in the eyes of the shapeshifter.

The shapeshifter leaned closer and reminded:

"There is an autistic blood demon in the trash can behind the temporary hospital. Go pick him up later to avoid scaring passers-by."

Beulah: “…”

The shapeshifter continued, "Then you should prepare to accept the population and expand the area of ​​the plot during this period. A young man named An Meng is on his way here driving a mobile plot.

He didn't dare to go to the battlefield to play cricket fighting when he returned home like the dean. Going around Silverstone Cliff would waste a lot of time, and it would take him about a week to arrive."

Seeing Beulah lower her head to write this down in her notebook, the shapeshifter nodded.

After a moment's silence, the Shapeshifter spoke again:

"Besides, there's no point in you competing with us for favor."

Beulah paused, and continued to glare at the shapeshifter, her cheeks puffed with anger:

"This is the only way I can make a living. Can't you show some mercy? Is it fun to bully a little girl like me all day long?"

"We can't win against you. We really can't win against you." The shapeshifter said regretfully.

"Why don't you also become the beautiful Filin, or Liberi? I heard that the dean likes Liberi very much, as well as the eldest girl from Sarkaz."

Beulah listed Qi Yan's hobbies like a treasure trove.

"One more missing."

The shapeshifter smiled and added, “I have important news for you. The medical support team from Rhodes Island will arrive soon.

There is a little girl named Qi Lin in this team. Whoever gets Qi Lin will get Qi Yan. "

(Eat a meal, and then play with the cat. Trust me, just play with the cat for a while!)