People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

When the Rat King opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a hospital bed with a clean white ceiling above his head.

He felt some pain in his head and neck, and his body was numb and he had no strength.

Beside his bed, Qi Yan was arguing with an Ursus man who was wrapped in gauze and looked like a mummy.

In other words, Qi Yan was teasing that person unilaterally.

If that person dared to talk back, Qi Yan would reach out and poke at the place where the gauze was thickest, causing that person to gasp in pain.

Qi Yan noticed that the Rat King had woken up, and he let go of his captain, who had been tortured by him to the point of having black eyes and was about to die, and slowly walked to the Rat King's bedside.

"Sir, I'm really sorry for what happened just now. The big cat that fell from the sky was called Huang. He was doing confrontation training with ACE, but he was unexpectedly knocked away by a hammer."

Qi Yan explained, but couldn't help but ask a question: "But why didn't you hide? And I saw that your spell was halfway through, why did you suddenly give up? Could it be that as Zalak, you are still coveting Miss Filin's body?"

"what are you talking about!"

The Rat King was so angry that he almost fainted again.

Seeing this, Qi Yan quickly spoke to comfort him: "Uncle, don't get excited. I secretly gave you two injections of anesthetic before. If you get excited now, it will be easy for something to happen."

"Why did you stab me with that thing?!"

The Rat King was startled and turned to look out the ward window, only to find that it was already dark outside.

I was unconscious from morning till evening.

The Rat King took a deep breath, and the beard around his mouth began to tremble slightly.

No wonder he felt numb all over and couldn't muster any strength!

"It's a good thing that I exercise my old bones regularly, otherwise I would have been sent away by you!"

The Rat King collapsed on the bed somewhat powerlessly, his eyes wandering. Only then did he realize that the two leaders of the Integration Movement, whom he had not seen in the prison cell before, were also in the ward.

The woman codenamed Frost Star was lying on the bed reading a vernacular novel.

In the corner of the ward, on a specially made oversized bed, the Patriot's huge body was leaning against the head of the bed, silently reading the Rhode Island Evening Post.

The Rat King withdrew his gaze and said weakly, "I want to see my daughter."

"Don't worry, sir. Miss Lin came to see you once when you were unconscious just now."

Qi Yan took out a medical record from the Rat King's bedside table and said, "It was with her consent that our medical department prepared a comprehensive physical examination package for operators' families. You won't know until you get checked out. This examination is terrifying."

"Did you find out that you're sick?" The Rat King opened his eyes slightly.

"No, I didn't find anything wrong with it. I'm so angry."

"..."

The Rat King looked at the medical records and felt that he should check his blood pressure again.

He shook his head with difficulty and asked again: "I want to see my daughter."

Qi Yan placed the case next to the Rat King's pillow, and then said with a smile:

"Don't worry, the anesthetic effect will wear off soon, and it's Miss Lin's work time."

The Rat King nodded: "So she is on the night shift, that's just right, if I disturb her during the day, it will make her work more tiring at night."

"That's not the case. Her job is only for an hour. After all, the bar is only open for a short period of time in the evening."

"bar?"

The Rat King captured a sensitive point of information.

He remembered that his daughter probably didn't know how to mix cocktails and didn't have the hobby of singing.

"Can you tell me what job she does in the bar?" the Rat King asked tentatively.

Qi Yan touched his chin. Seeing that the Rat King was speaking so tactfully, he also began to describe it in a cooperative manner:

“A job where you stand in the most conspicuous position in the bar and use your body to provide visual effects for the guests.”

Rat King: ???

"Rhodes Island, what are you asking my daughter to do?!" The Rat King managed to overcome the effects of the anesthetic, sat up and grabbed Qi Yan's collar, "Rhodes Island, I'm going to attack!"

In the corner of the ward, Patriot raised his head and glanced at the Rat King.

Qi Yan struggled to push the Rat King back and said anxiously:

"How can you, old man, just start a fight? What do you think of us, Rhodes Island? Are we that kind of black-hearted company?"

Mond, who was lying on the bed next to him, raised his head and glanced at Qi Yan.

The Rat King gradually calmed down and felt that he was indeed a little excited. He had heard Wei Yanwu's evaluation of Kal'tsit and knew that Kal'tsit would not allow such a thing to happen.

But the problem is that now he is facing Qi Yan!

"No, I have to go see my daughter now and ask her face to face."

The Rat King struggled to get out of bed tremblingly.

Seeing this, Qi Yan did not stop him. He stepped forward to support the Rat King and rushed to the "Another Drink" bar.

By the time the two of them slowly arrived at the door of the bar, the bar had been open for a while.

Today's bar is obviously more lively than before, with neon lights flashing and clear music and drum beats constantly changing.

Qi Yan pushed open the door of the bar and helped the Rat King in.

As soon as he stepped into the bar, the Rat King saw his beloved daughter standing on a platform in the center of the bar with her arms folded and an expressionless face.

The glazed shield condensed by magic around the body was flashing with colorful neon light.

The Rat King seemed to be petrified, frozen at the door of the bar.

"She...she was forced, right?" the Rat King said tremblingly.

Although he asked this, the Rat King clearly saw that although his precious daughter had a proud and frowning face, the little tail behind her was gently nodding to the beat of the drum.

He even saw that his beloved daughter actively controlled the spells and changed the state of the neon lights according to the changing rhythm of the music.

Inside the bar, the operators cheered as the neon lights changed.

"Ms. Lin is so great! Rhodes Island can't live without Miss Lin, just like Kjerag can't live without his Originium stove!"

"Everyone, look at me. I have something to announce. I am Miss Lin's dog!"

"Okay, from now on, when Miss Lin and I go for a walk, I'll hold your hand!"

Listening to the cheers in the bar, the Rat King felt that the anesthetic might be taking effect again, and his vision went dark.

At this moment, a carefree figure rushed in front of the two of them.

"Grandpa, I'm really sorry for what happened during the day!" Huang put his hands together in front of the Rat King and apologized with a smile, "I'll pay for all your drinks tonight, please don't refuse, this is my apology."

"I……"

The Rat King wanted to explain that he was not here to drink, but he noticed that although Huang had a smiling expression, his eyes were very sincere.

His heart couldn't help but soften.

Seeing that the Rat King agreed, Huang Lima pulled the Rat King to the counter and ordered a Rhodes Island-made cocktail for him.

Qi Yan also came over with a smile and started to drink wine under the guidance of the Rat King.

Neon lights flickered and wine glasses clinked together, making crisp sounds.

Accompanied by dynamic music, the Rat King drank one glass of wine after another.

Before he passed out completely, the Rat King seemed to wake up for a moment, as if in a last gasp.

"Something's wrong. I came here to look for my daughter. Why am I drinking?"

After muttering a few words at last, the Rat King rolled his eyes and crawled directly under the table.