People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 689: Don’t Play with Cows

"If I remember correctly, the people protecting the doctor were Hedley and W, right?"

Qi Yan heard the doctor's provocation, but instead of getting angry, he was a little worried: "Given Hedley's steady personality, I'm not worried that he will get angry, but W may not tolerate the doctor's jumping around, not to mention that there is Terra Sun Xiaochuan beside her who is fanning the flames."

Huang:?

After a moment of reaction, she realized that Qi Yan was talking about Arturo.

"You are right to worry." Huang affirmed, "The last call ended with an explosion and the doctor's screams."

“May there be no W in heaven, Amen.”

Without even a moment's mourning for the Doctor's departure, Qi Yan immediately thought of another departed figure.

"The doctor died in Lun City because of his bad mouth, and the poet has not returned since he opened the box." Qi Yan looked desolate, raised his head and sighed, "The heavens are so vast, how can they be so unkind to me!"

Seeing Qi Yan talking about this, Huang remembered to report the situation:

"After the poet disappeared, Vina went to communicate with the Sarkaz, trying to determine the poet's condition. If he is still alive, she wanted to explain the reason and get the poet out."

Huang paused, then said seriously: "But the Sarkaz actually said that they had never seen the poet, and they even swore on your identity as the Demon King to prove that they were not lying.

The poet is actually quite likable. If you have no objection, we would like to go to the airship to look for him."

"Forget it, there's no need."

Qi Yan rejected the proposal: "If it was the dead souls who did it, the poet would have become a snack for the souls now.

But based on my understanding of the poet, he will be fine... and the one who can capture the poet quietly is most likely her.

I've been tricked again. Since she's still here, if I don't show up, she will be the only winner of this deal."

"How come you start to be..."

Huang suddenly stopped talking, sneaked to the door, opened a crack to make sure there was no one outside, and then continued:

"Why are you a riddler too? Is there another expert on this plot of land?"

"Theresa."

"..."

Qi Yan successfully silenced the big cat with just one name.

Huang had never actually met Theresa, nor had he experienced the period known as the Tower of Babel.

But although she looks carefree, she is actually more meticulous than many people.

From the daily conversations of ACE and others, she also sensed the weight of this name in the hearts of the old members of Babel Tower, especially Amiya and Kal'tsit.

"Didn't she already..."

"Yes, she is still in the resurrection match, but that doesn't stop her from beating up all the forces in this plot."

"..."

Huang couldn't help but roll his eyes.

She closed the door, walked back to the bed, pulled a chair and sat down, unable to suppress her curiosity,

"Can you tell me about that period?"

Qi Yan lay on the bed, staring at the flat ceiling, his tone filled with reminiscence:

"I do not know either."

"Are you kidding me?!" Huang raised his fist and threatened.

Qi Yan waved his hands and begged for mercy:

"You won't understand what I mean by this, so since it's a thing of the past, let it fade into history.

What’s important is the person in front of you, cherish the present moment.

Of course, I also know that you are really curious, so I will give you a brief summary... The past can be summed up as "Damn it, there are cows, I don't want to play anymore!"

……

……

A box half a person's height was placed steadily on the ground.

Vina straightened up, dusted off her hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

Beside her, Morgan leaned on the edge of a box half a person's height, speaking in a relaxed tone:

"The movie I watched with Baird last night was really good, but it was too late, so I can only watch the remaining half tonight."

"Baird..."

Vina also curled the corners of her mouth.

The nervousness before the meeting was still vivid in her mind. Vina had imagined countless scenes of the two meeting again, but she never dreamed that the reality would turn out to be completely unexpected.

It was in this square that the familiar figure of Baird returned from work with a broom in hand, as promised.

At first there was a suffocating silence, until Baird suddenly asked a question.

"You guys, are you really companions with that Qi Yan?"

“Can you tell me about Qi Yan?”

"Does he usually say those kinds of greasy remarks to other people?"

Vina, Morgan and others were all dumbfounded at the time.

A sentence inexplicably floated through Vina's mind.

"Damn it, there's a cow, I don't want to play anymore!"

Vina shook her head vigorously, and her already fluffy blonde hair became even looser.

Her thoughts returned to reality from her memories and her eyes scanned her surroundings.

Not only was the speed of Baird's fall unexpected, but everything about this plot of land was incredible to Vina.

It was obvious that Qi Yan arrived at the battlefield just a few days after them, but the scene that should have been a hell was turned into a paradise on the battlefield that was enough to drive countless people crazy by Qi Yan's own efforts.

The streets were carefully cleaned every day, and there was not a single piece of garbage or Originium dust to be found.

People with relevant skills are organizing their own work teams and continuously planning the reconstruction of the urban area. They have rebuilt the power system so that the street lights can be put into use again at night.

Even according to Logos's gossip, there was a scholar on the plot who claimed that he had the potential to become an academician. He volunteered to gather a group of educated people to establish a school.

A school established in the center of the storm of war.

A school where Sarkaz and other ethnic groups can sit together regardless of racial identity.

The only weird thing is... all the Victorians who attend school are children, but the Sarkaz attend school regardless of age.

The Sarkaz, whose arms were thicker than children's waists, held children's textbooks with pictures in their hands. Normally, they would kill people without blinking an eye, but now they would blush and get angry because of a word they didn't recognize.

It would be nice if the whole world looked like this.

Vina sighed inwardly.

I wish Victoria could be like this.

She was Victoria's crown princess, and it was she who should have brought this wonderful life to her people.

But during this period of time, she has not produced any practical results.

She didn't know how to use the national sword that she had found with great effort. After personally digging out the truth of a betrayal that year, she was unable to answer the questions of the Steam Knight. Now the scene that she had never dared to dream of was being put in front of her.

Vina looked down at the Breath of Kings wrapped in cloth around her waist.

She couldn't help but whisper to herself: "Can I really become king?"

"Hmm?" Morgan didn't hear clearly, "Vina, do you want to eat a turtle?"

Wei Na: "..."

Morgan patted the box beside him and grinned:

"There's no stream here for us to fish for that kind of thing. When I'm done with this, I can ask Amon if there's any mission that can get canned fish."

"……it is good."

Vina laughed dryly and nodded in agreement.

Just as she nodded, Vina was surprised to see a familiar golden figure in her slightly shaking vision.

When Vina looked closely, her childhood teacher disappeared again, as if he had never appeared and it was all just an illusion.

But Vina knew it wasn't her eyes that were blurring out.

"Teacher, are you still paying attention to me?"

"what should I do?"

"Can you tell me how I can become a qualified king?"

Vina asked in the direction where the golden figure disappeared.

Morgan was confused as he listened.

Vina had no time to care about the people around her at this time. She was like a helpless child who encountered an incomprehensible problem and was expecting her teacher to give her the answer as before.

The hopeful answer sounded in Vina's ears, and only she could hear its content.

But Vina didn't understand, instead her eyes revealed even deeper confusion.

"Vina, you can only become a qualified heir when you forget everything that you need to inherit."