Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

Three Birds: That's right, the launch date is next Wednesday, right?

The group is silent...

Qi Lianyan: Grass!

The cakes made are no longer cakes, but selected wheat flour? ! ? ! ?

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Rubbing his eyes, Lin Yun put down his phone,

Turning the wheelchair, passing the bright sky outside the window,

There is no recitation of the one-person room, and no more glances at the award trophies on the wall.

Next Wednesday, about four more days.

As the "sneak party" who knows the situation best, there is reason to do something these days.

The wheelchair slid to the side of the bed, he climbed onto the bed, picked up the helmet, and put it on his head.

Consciousness fell into nothingness again——

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Volume II Columbia Chapter: Chapter Push ~ "Psychiatrists Don't Die from Psychotherapy"

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Renye Amamiya, a famous psychiatrist, recently accepted an interview with a reporter.

"Introduce an assistant? This is Angela, my secretary, who can do all kinds of work, and this is Mai Sakurajima. After being cured, she became interested in this line of work and is here to help. She is mainly responsible for diagnosis."

"Operating funds... It was really lacking in the past, but you also know later that the new head of the Shinomiya family, Kaguya Shinomiya, has invested in me-you mean the collapse of the Shinomiya family? Miss reporter, yours The imagination is too rich, so how could it have something to do with me? I'm just a psychiatrist, and I don't have that much power."

"It's a misunderstanding of beating patients. I'm so kind to a person, right? It's because their condition is too serious and needs some drastic treatment. Speaking of it..."

Looking at the reporter whose face was made of newspaper clippings, Renye Amamiya smiled and stood up.

"Miss Reporter, I think you need treatment too."

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Volume 69 Columbia: Chapter [-] Hardcore parties are self-made tutorials

The muscle reflex of regaining consciousness made Lin Yun sit up from the bed!

Boom!

"Oh!"

Bumped into a hairy head.

"You bastard...! Secretly sleeping here and deliberately pushing me! You are so courageous!"

The fiery crackling sound made Lin Yun more awake, but only consciously,

On the physical level, it is still like a goose.

The Sarkaz girl standing aside holding a marker was even more angry.

"Hey! I'm here! What's your expression?!"

"What expression... (Chinese)"

After saying this, Lin Yun regretted it. He jumped off the bed and covered the startled mouth of the Sarkaz girl. Of course, the other party broke free and pushed her away.

"Wow you! You can talk!!!"

"I thought you were a big dumb!!"

The girl in front of her, named "Ifrit", is a severely infected patient of Originium Disease.Of course, the name was guessed by Lin Yun himself...Because of the language barrier, Lin Yun could only listen carefully to the words that resembled the name from the "plausible English variant", and then guessed the transliteration to get the real name. (So ​​I still don't know what the name of that Vayvan girl is, maybe it's some kind of noun code name?)

It was also because of the language barrier, in order to avoid "communication misunderstanding", so Lin Yun did not communicate at all and chose to pretend to be dumb.

If you reveal your secrets, there will definitely be a lot of misunderstandings! !

"I'm going to tell the bagpipes to go!"

"Wait a minute! (Chinese)"

Lin Yun quickly pressed the translator on his waist. The pre-civilization transformation technology allowed Kuranta's voice to be transcribed without any difference, and then came out from the pronunciation port of the old-fashioned terminal.

"What's in your hand?"

"You also speak Colombian?? Ugh! This,"

Stuffing the crayon behind her back, Ifrit muttered guiltily.

"This has nothing to do with you..."

"—"

Lin Yun glanced at the mirror in the corner of the tent, and couldn't bear to look directly at his face, which was tortured by the underworld of the marker pen.

"You tell the bagpipes? Then I'll tell Homer."

"Ah damn it! How dare you threaten me!... Heh heh heh~ But it's a pity, Hemer has already left the house~~"

"The white Ribery next to Hemer is fine too."

Lin Yun remained calm, and snapped his fingers in front of Ifrit.

"Secretly don't eat vegetables, burn other people's books..."

"...How do you know these things!!"

That's all I know,

Lin Yunsi recalled that because he was pretending to be dumb, his sense of presence was really low and he was not noticed much.

"Are you guys threatening me?!"

The aura of the Sarkaz girl is still burning, but the "fire" is much smaller.Lin Yun saw the opportunity and entered.

"Then we don't expose each other?"

"...Hmph, are you serious?"

"Is there something bad about pretending to be dumb!!!"

Ifrit stared at this young Kuranta. Past experience told her not to trust a stranger casually, but the key is, is this Kuranta a stranger?

This guy feels good...?Helped a lot, at least it looks honest!

"I couldn't understand Colombian before, so I did this in order not to cause misunderstandings in communication."

"Now that I have this machine, I can understand your language."

"Don't try to hide it from me!"

"Don't worry, I will never deceive Mrs. Ifrit."

Lin Yunping accidentally said the "self-proclaimed vocabulary" that sounds a little embarrassing nowadays.The speaker is not interested in the listener, and the side of the cheek is hot... Scratching his head out of boredom and irritability.

"Okay, okay! My uncle will keep it a secret for you! Okay?! But I warn you! Don't try to do bad things here behind everyone's back! I will always keep an eye on you!"

"It's a word of it,"

Snapped!After striking the watch, Ifrit hid the paintbrush and strode out the door.

Hmph, give you ten lives, and I can definitely beat you!If you dare to do bad things, you will die immediately!

The tent cloth fell, and Lin Yunsong was so angry that his legs went limp.

It's troublesome to explain things. Instead of lying, it's better to tell the truth... Wait, did she just say [bagpipe]?

Re-wrap the facecloth, mount the cloak, quiver for the military cap, and equip it all.

Is that the Vajvan girl's name?

Arms lifted a corner of the tent, together with the curtain of night that sank into the refugee camp.

It should be, the listening style is not like what another doctor Li Boli would use.

Lifting his military cap slightly, Lin Yun took the toolbox in the corner of the tent, and walked in the direction he wanted according to his memory.

The rotten and dry air harassed the nostrils, and the dilapidated and faded tents, like students rushing to the cafeteria after the bell rang, moved in his field of vision, almost making him "beautifully charming his eyes".

But relying on the sense of direction accumulated by real mountain skiing, this route is trivial.

Walking through the narrow corridor, avoiding the pots and buckets outside the tent, Lin Yun walked to the center of the refugee camp.

One of the few non-tent buildings here is a small cuboid building, but the teaching materials are not all made of concrete, most of them are some kind of black "polymer board", which may be more similar to the construction site on the earth The "color steel room"?

It must be a temporary building, the kind that is used overtime.

This is the communication station of the Vilas refugee camp, but the only Originium radio station has been broken long ago, and now it is more of an office for the camp maintenance personnel.

Yes, there are other maintenance personnel in the refugee camp. Lin Yun doesn't know why they stay here, but he knows that they are sincere and have no power to do so.

Knock on the first floor of the communication station with the lights on.A pair of blueberry eyes blinked behind the door.

"Yeah, it's you."

Seeing the visitor clearly, Bagpipe opened the remaining doors, still holding the gel pen for recording in his hand.

"Haven't you slept yet? Is there something wrong?"

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Yiwan's hair is coiled around the neckline of her slender neck, and the words full of air are translated simultaneously in the earphones hidden in her ears and hair.

"........."

"Oops, sorry... forget you can't talk."

"(shakes head)"

Lin Yun kept his "stuffy oil bottle" and took out a small card with [a piece of paper + dotted line + X] drawn on it.Bagpipes stroking the chin—

"You want the map here, right?"

"(nod nod)"

"Okay, just wait a moment!"

After Long Wei walked in, after a sound of rummaging, the bagpipe handed him the map. Even though it was late at night, there was still a smile on his face.

"Is it this one?"

"(nod nod)"

"Then take it~ Don't forget to return it when you run out later."

"(nodding, waving)"

Lin Yun watched the bagpipes close the door, walked a few steps, and heard a pen tip coming from inside. Naturally, he couldn't guess the content, but the strength... Tsk, it's no wonder the official didn't release Vayfan,

……

Wait, she's not an npc...no,...

This this……

Shaking his head frantically to get rid of the "dispute" problem that disturbed his thinking, Lin Yun walked quickly to the door of the Vilas refugee camp, put down the toolbox, unfolded the map, and with the help of the hazy lights and the starlight in the sky, he clearly recognized every route and every step. point.