People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 696: Father, please help me

After listening to the doctor's story, even though Qi Yan was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but take a breath.

"No, buddy."

Qi Yan's voice rose several degrees: "You call this a psychological attack? Why do I feel like you are giving the opponent a blood rage buff?"

"I just want to try to defeat the special attack." The doctor laughed.

Obviously he also realized that he had made a big mistake.

Qi Yan walked around the doctor and was surprised to find that he had no missing limbs:

"I'm really curious now, how did you come back alive?

Did Tracy die suddenly on the spot out of anger?"

"It's because the old man arrived in time." The doctor was still a little scared when he said this, "You don't know how scary Tracy's expression was at that time.

Even the old man staggered when he was hit by the knife, and his hands behind his back were shaking slightly when he tried to persuade him.

Qi Yan took a breath again.

In other words, Patriot's oripathy has improved and he can speak fluently again.

If it were the patriots from the Integration Movement era, they might not have had a chance to appease Tracy.

Qi Yan couldn't help but have a picture emerge in his mind.

The patriot took a half step back after taking the blow, and said, "Prince Regent, don't, kill him..."

Tracy nodded vigorously: "I'm coming!"

The following scene was so beautiful that Qi Yan couldn’t even imagine it.

The doctor stood up with a grunt and couldn't help asking:

“Not only Tracy, but even W and the others felt a little off after listening to my speech.

That year about Theresa..."

"You take the whole blame." Qi Yan interrupted the doctor directly.

PhD:"……"

He is not Mandela, and he can roughly guess some information from the details of the conversations among the old members of Babel Tower.

But he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Since Qi Yan said that he was the one taking the blame, he definitely couldn't get away with it.

Now thinking about his own suicidal behavior, the doctor's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up wildly.

Qi Yan suddenly raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Don't be nervous. Judging from the current situation, Theresa can be rescued."

The doctor was shocked and looked forward to Qi Yan's next words.

But he did not wait for Qi Yan's continued promise, he only saw a lewd smile gradually blooming on Qi Yan's face.

PhD:"……"

After a few seconds of silence, the doctor seemed to have made up his mind. He took a step back in front of Mandela and the others and clasped his hands towards Qi Yan.

"You are awesome!" the doctor gritted his teeth and said, "Godfather, please help me!"

"Hey! It's so big!"

Qi Yan instantly felt relaxed physically and mentally, which was ten thousand times better than eating a ton of pure Originium!

He waved his hand, put his arm around the doctor's shoulders and walked towards the edge of the plot, saying proudly:

"Dad, I'm going to make this clear today. I'm going to save Theresa. Even if Precious comes, it's useless!"

"What does this have to do with Priss? Are you really sure?" asked the doctor.

"No."

"..."

"After all, Theresa's current condition is a bit outrageous. I can only say that I will try my best, but human power is limited." Qi Yan sighed regretfully.

The doctor lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then hesitantly said:

"Just do your best. This is my mistake. Don't force yourself."

"Why be polite to Dad? I can be a non-human if necessary."

"........."

Seeing that the doctor was beginning to feel uneasy, Qi Yan punched him in the chest:

"Don't always think about taking care of everything by yourself. I can guess that you secretly told Kal'tsit and the others about something behind my back, which caused me to be caught by them like a dog.

But sometimes, brothers are not afraid of being dragged down, but are afraid that the other party will hold on and not speak. "

"You are so embarrassed to say that to me."

The doctor took a punch and fought back decisively.

The two men, who had just been affectionate father and son, instantly became enemies.

After playing around for a while, both of them were a little out of breath and returned to walking side by side again.

Mandela, who was standing behind them, watched the two of them separate and reunite, and couldn't help but ask the two spies:

"Are all your male friendships so weird?"

The spy smiled and said, "Is it strange? These two just made a promise of the highest standard."

The poet sighed:

"I only regret that Your Excellency the Duke is a girl."

Mandela was confused.

She only realized one thing, calling dad seemed to have an effect on Qi Yan.

So if I need help in the future, is it okay to just call out?

Mandela's eyes lit up, and he decisively kept this important discovery in mind.

Qi Yan and the other person in front were not paying attention to the discussion of the three people behind them. While walking, Qi Yan thought about the important matters again.

He nudged the doctor with his shoulder and asked:

"You don't care about the war that's about to break out outside, is that okay?"

The doctor said confidently:

"I have already planned the action plan. Amiya and the others will not actually participate in the battle. Besides, don't you see the composition of their team now?

There are Logos and Ascalon above, and four cornerstones below, with Kal'tsit in the front, Shining Nightingale behind, and a Kal'thir as a pendant.

In this case, I would be a burden if I were on the scene, and with Ines as the intelligence officer, it wouldn't affect my remote command."

Qi Yan nodded. He would not raise any random doubts in this regard. That would simply be asking the doctor to slap him in the face.

The doctor suddenly changed the subject: "Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about yourself."

"What's wrong with me?" Qi Yan was puzzled.

"After old Patriot rescued us, I stopped by to inspect it for you while I was recuperating at the nursing home."

The doctor's next words instantly made Qi Yanxin's heart rise to his throat: "In my opinion, there are some problems with your nursing home, and there are some very interesting people.

White Dog, do you know a little girl named Beulah?"

"I don't know, who is it?" Qi Yan was a little confused.

"It's not easy to hear this from you." The doctor said, "You don't know her, but she knows you very well. The little notebook she carries with her is filled with your information."

"I have a little fan girl too?" Qi Yan's eyes lit up.

"This is not just any little fangirl."

The doctor sneered: "Her ambition is almost written on her face. She is able to control it without causing disgust to others."

Qi Yan:?

The doctor was not surprised at all to see that Qi Yan, a guy whose cerebral cortex was smooth enough to skate on, did not follow his train of thought.

He took a breath and explained with the patience of teaching a three-year-old:

“She was plucked out of the Duke’s forces by a shapeshifter, thrown into your nursing home, and then quietly watched her operate.

In a short period of time, she went from being a nobody in the nursing home to a well-known celebrity with a large number of followers. She even took a position in the decision-making level of the nursing home, and patriots would listen to her opinions seriously. "

“Damn, there’s a cow!”

"Don't bark, dog!" the doctor said unhappily, "She is seriously helping you manage the nursing home. Without her, your nursing home would have been in chaos."

Qi Yan: ? ?

The doctor turned his head and looked into Qi Yan's eyes, saying seriously:

"But this is also her most dangerous point. Under her management, the nursing home system has become more and more perfect. Not only is it expected to establish a cycle economically, but it has even formed a set of spiritual core.

Doctrines, propaganda, half-true and half-false history, a will called faith has taken shape in the nursing home...

And you are the substitute of all faiths, branded with a clear label by her, a supreme god."