Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Faced with the investors rushing up like crazy, the conference security personnel immediately went out to form a human wall to block them.

As for why they didn't care about Rhine Life's people, it was because the sponsor of the entire conference was the Rhine Life Foundation.

General Manager Christen came forward again and said with a smile, "Ms. Kelsey's speech was really wonderful. It reminded me of the first time I stepped onto the stage."

"Please allow me to extend my invitation to you again as the General Manager of Rhine Life, Christen Wright. I hope you can give this cooperation opportunity to Rhine Life. We are willing to do our best to meet your requirements."

"My requirements have increased compared to before."

"Please feel free to ask. The importance of that technology is worth Rhine Life's efforts."

Seeing that Kristen was sincere, Kal'tsit added some requirements on top of the original ones.

Including but not limited to, the research center and the necessary equipment are all funded by Rhine Life. Kazdel can apply for five projects from Rhine Life every year free of charge, and Rhine Life will undertake the design and construction.

Kal'tsit will hand over the spell for curing Originium disease for Rhine Life to study. The products developed based on this and the profits generated will be shared equally by both parties.

Kelsey originally thought that the chief would bargain with her, but unexpectedly, Kristen answered very straightforwardly. Everyone nodded in agreement without any hesitation.

The director of the Ecology Department had offered to stay at Kazdel's research base for a period of time.

Kal'tsit was not clear about the other party's purpose for the time being, so she had to agree to Muirseth's request first.

Christen told Kal'tsit that it would take some time for Rhine Life to prepare the necessary scientific equipment, about a week.

Next, the personnel and supplies will travel to Kazdel via the landship.

For safety and convenience reasons, Kal'tsit decided to return on Rhine Life's landship.

......

RimBit Wilderness

Dozens of houses built with dilapidated wooden boards and steel plates are scattered on both sides of the river. This is a settlement of infected people.

As a country whose main industry is mineral mining, it is not uncommon for miners to contract mineral diseases during their work.

Some infected people could not stand being unwelcome in the mobile city, so they spontaneously came to live in the wilderness, making a living by scavenging and doing odd jobs.

Gradually, more and more people came to live here, and a settlement of infected people was formed.

"Hey, you brag. There are job advertisements for Kazdel everywhere in the city. Aren't you going back? I see the salary is very generous, and there is also a chance to receive treatment for oripathy."

A tall and strong Sarkaz man stopped packing his luggage, patted his fellows around him and asked.

"I have something to do here, you go back first." The Sarkaz, who was called "Boastful", shook his head and remained unmoved.

"I really don't understand what you are thinking about. Can't you let go of that Sakota lover you mentioned?" The sturdy Sakaz man put the bags on the back of the pack animal, tied them up tightly, and sat on it.

The beast of burden snorted in dissatisfaction, and at the shouts of the Sarkaz strong man, it slowly took steps with its strong legs.

The man called "Braggar" sat alone on a small stool at the door, looking deeply at the horizon of the Wild West.

That was the direction of the Holy City of Lateran, and in order not to cause trouble for Felia, "Boastful" would always hide in the woods outside the city, waiting for the night and her arrival.

The Sarkaz and the Saktar were originally two opposing races, but I, a Sarkaz, and Felia, a Saktar, had a child.

Therefore, even after seeing the job recruitment information from Kazdel, "Love to Brag" did not immediately intend to return, and thought about saying goodbye to Felia before returning to Kazdel.

He also wanted to use the money he saved from his work to improve the lives of the mother and daughter.

"After I leave, I won't be able to see Cecilia often. Cecilia, you must remember that Dad will always love you." The man clasped his hands together, bowed his head and prayed.

......

New Kazdale City Roy's temporary office

The mountain of documents on the desk was finally reduced by half. In addition to the help of the incredibly efficient workaholic Dr., some newly hired department members also shared a lot of the work.

There were so many documents before because there were not enough people capable of making decisions, and all matters needed to be approved by Roy.

At first he was very serious and signed his name on every document neatly, then he started to sign perfunctorily and finally he just used magic to stamp it.

It is convenient, fast and will not be faked.

Now Kazdel's recruitment information has been spread to surrounding countries. In order to achieve the fastest promotion effect, Roy added a little hard work fee to these newspapers and media.

Originally, he just wanted them to help promote the job recruitment information, but he didn't expect them to be so dedicated that they even helped him promote the Victorian War information.

The whole world probably knows about it by now, but what surprised Roy the most was that the Longmen officials also helped to testify.

"Those guys who pretended to be messengers of the natural disaster were actually from Longmen." Roy thought of the people who were shivering in the natural disaster.

"Knock, knock, knock..." There was a knock on the old wooden door. Roy thought it was someone delivering some information, so he said "Come in" without even raising his head.

A headless figure in armor walked in with heavy steps, black smoke coming out of his body, as if he had just been fished out of a furnace.

Theresa, wearing a black sweater, followed the headless armor in.

"Yes, it's you. What do you want to talk to me about?" Roy looked up, stopped what he was doing, and asked Theresa and the old man to sit down.

This guy, the Elder of Dead Souls, actually took out his previous body from the Soul Furnace, the armor that had been passed down from the Tikaz era to the present day.

While Roy was amazed at the quality of the armor, he was also surprised at the quality of the other ancestors.

The elder caught them and used them as firewood, but they didn't even destroy the body of the culprit.

"Roy, I'm here to discuss something with you. Requiem is coming soon, and I want to let those old guys in the furnace out for some fresh air. Anyway, you're building that power tower now, so you don't need the furnace anymore."

The hoarse voice of the dead soul elder came from the headless armor.

"Have you talked to those old stubborn people?" Roy poured Theresa a cup of hot tea, but the elder didn't have a mouth, so he didn't pour any more for her.

If it wants to drink, it needs to be boiled for it.

The elder shook the black smoke that formed his head to indicate no.

Theresa explained, "The dead souls were trapped in the furnace by witchcraft and burned for hundreds of years. The anger and resentment in their hearts have accumulated so deeply that it is difficult to resolve them in a short time."

"The last time I entered the furnace, I was scolded and kicked out by them."

"You don't want to let them out. Are you crazy?" Roy was very puzzled. Aren't they happy after being released from prison?

"They thought it was my charity and were unwilling to accept it. Moreover, their memories had long since turned to ashes in the burning of a hundred years, leaving only stubborn obsession and resentment."

"So what's the point of looking for me? I'm not a psychologist." Roy turned his head and glanced at the soul furnace in the distance that was spewing black smoke.

The energy tower built before was just a test product. It was not enough to supply the energy consumption of the entire city, and the city’s population was growing rapidly.

So Roy decided to build five new energy towers to completely replace the Soul Furnace.

"You are from the Tikaz clan, and you have brought about such great changes in Kazdel recently. Those old guys have seen your deeds, and I think you can come forward to persuade them."

"Of course you can, but I can't guarantee that they will listen to me. But even if they are still so stubborn in the end, just catch them all out by force. Move them to another place and give them a forced vacation." Thinking of this, Roy was already rubbing his hands together.

"By the way, what is Requiem?" Roy suddenly remembered that the elder had mentioned Requiem at the beginning, a festival he had never heard of.

"Roy, you don't know about Requiem? All the Sarkaz know about it." Theresa opened her mouth slightly, her face full of surprise.

"There was no Requiem in Tikaz's time. I just woke up not long ago. Isn't it normal that I haven't heard of it?" Roy spread his hands, his tone full of helplessness.

Seeing that Roy didn't know about Requiem, Theresa gave him a brief introduction.

Requiem was originally a festival to bid farewell to the souls of the dead and appease their spirits. But since when did it become a festival for other races to exorcise evil spirits?

They would dress up as Sarkaz and scare people everywhere, and then publicly defeat the Sarkaz to gain applause.

Some Sarkaz who returned from other places brought the custom of role-playing and cross-dressing back to Kazdel.

So it gradually evolved into a situation where Sarkaz played the role of the legendary terrifying monster and was then defeated by the Demon King.

The final part of the festival is that everyone gathers around the node furnace of the Soul Furnace to celebrate the successful completion of the festival.

People hope that in this way, the souls can see their current living conditions and at the same time beg for blessings from the legendary dead souls in the fire.

After listening to Theresa's story, Roy's mind flashed through festivals from several countries. It felt like the Requiem Festival was a combination of these festivals, with some Sarkaz characteristics added in.

"Interesting, but if I participate, I won't have to dress up as the devil." Roy joked, pointing to the crown on his head.

"Of course not. When do you plan to go talk to them?" The headless armor moved its body, and the bones inside made a crackling sound.

"Let's do it now. Let's get this done quickly so we can have dinner after we're done." Roy stood up and returned to his desk. He pulled out a blank piece of paper and wrote on it that he was going out for something.

Then he naturally took Theresa's soft hand and led the ancestor towards the Soul Furnace.