Arknights? Yesterday's Arknights!!

"Hmm? You really don't plan to go back? Will your family feel at ease?" An Xin stopped in the rainy night, took the umbrella from the driver, and held it up for Texas.

"My family doesn't care about me at home."

Lappland jumped out of the car. "Anxin, when we met yesterday, you said I could call you brother, right?"

"Well, it is."

"What do you mean by 'sort of'?" Lappland stomped her foot, leaned forward, and pulled her hands back forcefully, her expression slightly dissatisfied.

Texas was a little surprised, but on the surface she remained cold and aloof.

Was it originally meant for her?

"I don't care, I'm going to call you brother. Anyway, you'll agree if I call you brother, right?" Lappland did something very unladylike and directly took An Xin's arm.

Texas paused for a moment, then took An Xin's arm, as if they were arguing about something.

He didn't pay any attention and led the two people back to their room, where they each changed into a comfortable set of clothes.

A white shirt suited him better and was more comfortable to wear. When he returned to the first floor, he saw Texas and Lappland.

Texas changed into her usual sportswear and became more casual after only spending two days with Anxin.

But you said it's up to you.

An Xin found the combination of a sports top and shorts with black stockings quite unusual.

It's just that pretty girls look good in anything, and Texas's aura gives her an ethereal quality even in these clothes.

Lappland, on the other hand, borrowed a Texas outfit: a plain white shirt paired with shorts.

When she saw An Xin come down, she greeted her with a smile, "Would you like some red wine? I haven't eaten much, shall we have some more?"

"Okay, I'll go find the chef and ask him to work overtime." An Xin nodded.

He already has a gluttony bonus and loves to eat. Watching the silver ring on his left hand grow is a pleasant thing for him.

The blond youth sat on a single sofa and asked, "After hearing all this from me, what are your plans for the future?"

"To be honest, I didn't understand, hahaha, for the first time I feel like I'm not that smart."

Lapland laughed.

“That’s normal.” An Xin could understand; not everyone is Talulah or Alina, and not everyone can understand him so easily.

Lappland sat on the sofa, her back straight. "I think I understood a little bit. The family should be wiped out, right? You think the family is a blood demon clinging to the backs of the people of Syracuse?"

"Of course I didn't intend to exterminate the family. In fact, exterminating them is impractical and impossible. The only way is to use methods of division and suppression."

Talulah is much better at this; I'm completely useless at it.

An Xin stretched and looked out the window; the rain was getting heavier.

If he goes to Ursus now, will he be able to see Talulah?

However, judging from Talulah's reaction, he definitely didn't go looking for her.

Otherwise, Talulah in 1095 wouldn't have been so surprised to see him join the Reunion Movement.

Upon hearing a completely unfamiliar name, Lappland and Texas both turned their heads. Texas naturally didn't ask any questions, but Lappland did.

"Talulah? Who?"

"Oh, my wife." An Xin smiled, took out her wallet, and handed it to the two people.

Texas paused, and Lappland blinked before continuing.

"I didn't expect you to be married, brother."

“Yes, they are all very nice people. If they could come to Syracuse, I would be so relieved,” An Xin replied.

Texas watched as Lappland opened her wallet, and the first thing she saw was that photo.

Against the backdrop of a tall Wendigo, An Xin is holding the hands of three women.

Texas held her breath.

Lappland swallowed hard. "Brother, you have three wives?"

“Yes,” An Xin nodded. “Actually, there’s a fourth one, but I owe her a wedding.”

Texas and Lappland were both taken aback by the news.

They had assumed that this young clan chief was all alone and had no family at all.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. They can't come over now, and no one can help us." An Xin waved her hand and led the two people to the restaurant.

"Why?" Texas asked.

“Because they’re starting a revolution in Ursus,” Anxin answered truthfully. By this time, Yelena should already be with the guerrillas.

"This?" Texas and Lappland both felt incredulous.

No wonder he's so radical; it turns out everyone around him is just as radical. Are they competing to see who can overthrow a country first?

Lappland asked, "What are the identities of my sisters-in-law?"

An Xin took back her wallet. "In terms of status, the most prestigious one is Talulah. Her mother is a member of the Great Yan royal family, her father is a Victorian red dragon, and her stepfather is Duke Ursus, whose own race is also red dragon."

Yelena and her father, Wendigo in the photo, my father-in-law, were involved in a revolution, helping those infected. His parents died early, and he grew up in a mine.

Alina was an ordinary girl, the daughter of a farmer, who served as a political commissar in the army.

Warfarin is a doctor at Rhodes Island, and the only one not in the photo. She's been keeping to herself, researching how to treat Oripathy.

You call this normal?

You call this being well-behaved?

Texas and Lappland exchanged a glance, neither of them speaking, and shifted their gaze to the dining table.

The chef didn't complain about working overtime, or rather, An Xin had completely bought up his time; he was working until he went to bed at night.

The table is covered with very simple items that can be made in a short time.

Each person received a large steak and a lasagna, and Anxin also ordered an extra plate of pasta.

Lappland was very curious about Anxin's experiences and kept asking questions. He only talked about some unimportant things. Texas listened attentively but didn't say anything.

We spent the night chatting, and after dinner, we all went back to our rooms.

Anxin, who had always lived in an old and dilapidated apartment, experienced this situation for the first time: strangers living together without feeling awkward at all.

Since the guests all stayed in guest rooms, he stayed in the master bedroom on the third floor, which had a separate toilet and bathroom.

This feeling is really nice.

If everyone were the same, that would be great.

The next day, early in the morning.

The rain was still falling last night, so it was unlikely that I could exercise in the yard in the morning; I could only exercise indoors.

There was one more swordsmanship training session today, but Lappland showed no interest in learning Anxin's swordsmanship, even though he said he didn't care.

With Lappland as Texas's sparring partner, Anxin did some training on her own.

He took off his inconvenient white shirt, put on a loose short-sleeved shirt, and did some simple exercises.

These training sessions were useful for An Xin in his previous life, but for him now, with fifteen points of life, they were like pre-meal exercise, without even breaking a sweat.

It's better to go eat something.

Thinking this, An Xin left the exercise room to have breakfast, where she ate a lot.

After he finished his last plate of pasta, the system finally gave him a notification.

[Add one more life]

To be honest, at first she still needed Oripathy inhibitors, but with the life boost from binge eating, Anxin sometimes couldn't even notice the Oripathy in her right arm anymore.

Could it be that the higher one's lifespan, the greater their resistance to Oripathy?

He has a binge-eating ability that can extend his life force almost infinitely. What about ordinary people?

We still have to rely on Kal'tsit and Warfarin's research, aren't they true idealists?

An Xin sat in the living room, reading the latest newspaper and keeping up with the latest news.

Lappland and Texas emerged from the training room, one after the other, both carrying swords.

"Who's winning?"

"Tsk, I lost." Lappland looked a little annoyed. "Texas's swordsmanship has changed a lot since she learned from you. I couldn't adapt to it right away, but I definitely won't do it again next time."

"Let's eat. After we finish eating, Texas and I will be busy today. You stay home and behave yourself."

An Xin put down her newspaper. "I have something very important to do today. It's possible that even if you really want to come in the future, your father might not agree."

"How could that be?" Lappland laughed, then his smile froze, as if he had thought of something. He quickly walked up to An Xin, bent down, pressed his hand on An Xin's shoulder, and pressed his face so close that he was almost about to kiss her.

"You're not thinking of killing Gambino, are you?"

“You’re right. Not only did I kill him, but I also planned to have the victims kill him, instead of me doing it myself.” An Xin said expressionlessly.

“Are you crazy?! Do you know that by doing this, you've declared war on all the families? There will be no place for you in Syracuse anymore.” Lappland pressed on his shoulders and shook him back and forth.

An Xin leaned back on the sofa, and Lappland couldn't shake him, creating the illusion that she was the only one acting crazy.