(Arknights) (Time Travel) (Sister) (The plot unfolds in the early stage, and I let myself go in the later stage) (Knife a knife)

(Also known as: Arknights, studying medicine cannot save Terra) (People are in Terra, pitiful and weak but invincible)

In this land, people never spit out bones when they eat white hair.

However, Qi Yan said, just don’t vomit, I can still grow back anyway.

Faced with this land full of persecution, Qi Yan can only choose to persecute this land in return!

"I'm in Qie City, and I'm a new member of the Reunion Movement!"

"Rhodes Island is coming? I... am willing to join Rhodes Island."

"Oh my god! Tallulah is here, Tai-kun, we're one of our own. Look, I even have the Reunion uniform!"

"The Reunion is attacking Longmen? Amiya, come with me, let's go join the Reunion!"

Kal'tsit: *riddle swear*

Undead Black Snake: *Ursus swears*

Wei Yanwu: *Longmen swears*

The giant structure roars in the nameless depths of the earth. It has been awakened since ten thousand years ago. When it opens its eyes, it sees the footprints of civilization and the afterglow of the dead.

The tenacious and ill-fated civilization showed him the brilliance of humanity, which made him determined to help the civilization above Terra and assist them in building an ark to escape the "flood".

He extracted the electronic soul from the grave and placed it in an artificial body

He took out the funeral objects left in the coffin and handed them to the walker on earth.

Every country has their traces, and every person may be a ghost of a previous civilization.

People from the future and the past, the past and the future, meet the traveler on a road where they were not originally there, and they may love or hate, live or die.

This land is always full of suffering, but hope is everlasting. This land is always full of sorrow, but struggle is eternal.

The King of Reunion, the Tyrant's Maid; the Knight of Casimir, the Pegasus's Squire; the Warrior of the Tower of Babel, the Demon King's Guardian; the Gunslinger of the Holy City, the Angel of the Blood Ring

Everywhere there are always their figures, everywhere there are always traces of love

The gifts left by civilization have given the present infinite possibilities, and the past from the future has appeared one after another, saving the regrets and sorrows that have never existed.

The helper will watch, he will wait, waiting for the day when civilization grows, waiting for the day when civilization comes to him

Civilizations will confront their creators

Civilization will survive

Updates will be slow

Contains a lot of author's private settings

Non-linear narrative

There is no one protagonist. Every person in the story is their own protagonist.

First time writing, sorry

The protagonist doesn't appear often, is there a protagonist?

I try not to ooc

[Invincible + Shura Field] + [Late Infinite Flow]

Kelsey: "There are too many tragedies on this earth. We can't save everyone, but we can save ourselves."

Huang Cheng took out the Originium recovery potion.

After a moment of silence.

Kelsey: "There are still many conflicts on this land that we cannot resolve. Not everyone can live in peace."

Huang Cheng took out a button with a danger symbol on it, which represented nuclear peace.

Kelsey: “6”

"May you find a haven of rest."

The undead threw a piece of good wood into the fire in front of him and stretched.

He was still thinking about the salary Kelsey owed him, a box of emergency sanity solution.

Or----

A fully filtered blend of humanity.

Maria, having escaped from the endless night of hunting, has experienced countless battles.

After realizing that her lost umbilical cord would bring danger to the world, she accepted the power of the system without hesitation, ready to reclaim it.

But... when she was reclaiming the power, something strange seemed to happen...

Silly dog: "Hey hehe~ Maria~ Maria~"

Ghost Shark: "Do you still like dancing? I recently learned a great dance, and I want to dance with you alone..."

Skadi: "Maria... I can't sleep, can I sleep with you?"

Gloria: "Earthling, you make me irritable."

Maria: "At least I won't be like you, lying down and crying when I have no energy."

Ye Qiming's team was caught in a time-space storm and could not escape. At the critical moment, Ye Qiming burst out his potential to send his team members away, but he himself was swept into the Ark of Tomorrow and became an infected person.

I, the immortal black serpent, reside in Ursus, a young and promising immortal. I lack the overwhelming power of monstrous calamities, the potent corruption of demons, and the boundless adaptability of the Sea Child. Though I possess strange memories, I am certainly not as old as my predecessors. My only dream is to die a peaceful, natural death. I adopted a simple-minded child who constantly opposes me and urges me to join her in her demise. I befriended a reclusive pen pal who likes to send me landscape paintings, but I always feel she's out of touch with the times. I met a goofy hunter who asked me for [a cool pen].

"My name is Qi Yuan, an ordinary Longmen citizen living in the slums." "I have a system called [Praise for Noble Morals]. As long as the good deeds I do touch people's hearts, I'll gain corresponding public virtue. The more people I touch, the more public virtue I gain." "Public virtue has many uses, like extracting items, strengthening the body, and skipping steps to master skills..." "So, I live a simple life in Longmen, doing one good deed a day, touching more people with my good deeds, while also constantly consuming public virtue." Until the Guards arrived. "I've repeatedly emphasized that I didn't corrupt the customs of the Terra continent!" "Lin Yuxia has always called her father Lao Deng, and the Emperor's performances have always been taxed as animal performances. They've always been like this, not me!" Shi Huaiya said nothing, pulling out a dictionary-thick book of merits (??) and slamming it down on the table. "Ning is a great philanthropist?" Qi Yuan pondered, looking at the countless good deeds before him.

What? This isn't Lupo! This is a compressed werewolf! Put him in blood, and he'll automatically grow bigger and taller. Look how strong his bloodsucking ability is! Look at him, a tiny 1.6 meters tall, but after drinking a lot of blood, he's a 3.5-meter by 2.2-meter Zaunian beast! Look, he doesn't shed fur or dander, and he's practically indestructible. Use him to deal with natural disasters, and then heal Oripathy or something—he's incredibly useful. What? Where can I buy something this good? Click on the novel to read it now, guaranteed to be a great read!

[This is my first work. Because I felt deeply disappointed by the plot of the original story, I tried to write my own fantasy. It's a story I wrote step-by-step, so there might be logical inconsistencies.]

The content is largely a heavily modified version of Arknights' main storyline. Characters may deviate from their original designs, but they definitely won't be severely altered (probably?).

[The character is reborn as an old Ursus Eagle Bannerman of Terra with his memories intact, emmm…]

The suffering of this land has never changed. Rather than compromising and indulging in the sugar-coated luxury of so-called nobility and pursuing unrealistic stability, it is better to break free from a decadent life, join hands with idealists in the struggle, build a future with the weapons in our hands, and open up the way forward with the sword of truth.

However, the road ahead is long and arduous, and the journey is fraught with difficulties…

Who? Whom will be saved?