Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

As a descendant of the elves, Murses not only has the ability to control the water element, but can also have telepathy with plants.

She had shared this ability with Saria and Kristen, but unfortunately neither of them was able to connect with plants like Muirseth could.

Now she was nervous and expectant, sharing her abilities once again, hoping that the people in front of her would give a different reaction.

The fresh air lingers at my fingertips, and I see the look of surprise on the face of the person in front of me, and the connection that is quietly born between them.

All this told Muirseth that Roy was the person she was looking for.

"Roy, Muir Seth, what happened to you?" After the two shook hands, their bodies suddenly stopped moving, and their expressions were strange. The doctor couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Nothing. I just didn't expect that Rhine Life would send a director to participate in this cooperation. I'm a little surprised." Roy replied, then took back the hand that was shaking Muirseth.

"The technology to treat oripathy can save the lives of tens of thousands of infected people. Your importance is worth my decision."

Muirseth's face was filled with a bright smile. She was in a very good mood after getting the answer she wanted.

"Then I can't let Miss Muirseth down. I believe our cooperation will go smoothly."

"Rhine Life will establish a research institute in this city. I may often exchange ideas with Mr. Roy in the future. Will you welcome me?"

Muirseth raised his head, his bright eyes filled with anticipation.

"Of course, but I'm busy lately and Miss Muirseth may need to make an appointment." Roy thought about his recent arrangements and it seemed that he really didn't have much time.

"Then it's agreed."

"it is good......"

......

Muirseth is about to return to Rhine Life's landship, and the Doctor and Kal'tsit are also about to return to Rhodes Island. The two ships are docked not far from each other.

Roy was about to take Arturo to Rhode Island for imprisonment, so he sent Muirseth, who was unfamiliar with the city, back on the way.

Along the way, Muirseth put his hands behind his back, walked briskly, and occasionally jumped over the snow piles on the ground.

When the Doctor saw that there were outsiders and Kal'tsit was there too, he did not hold Roy's arm as usual.

Roy didn't consider what Kal'tsit would think. He hid the doctor in his coat, took out the slightly cold little hand, and held it to warm her hands.

The doctor blushed and turned to look at Muirseth, only to find that he was humming an unknown song quietly and didn't notice her.

Then he looked at Arturo, who had been uncuffed and was following behind with his cello in his hand.

The dark-haired Sakta noticed that the Doctor was looking at him and a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

Finally, it was Kal'tsit. She tilted her head slightly, as if unwilling to accept the fact that was happening before her.

The doctor gave up resisting and let Roy hold her hand and take her and Kal'tsit back to Rhodes Island.

After handing Arturo over to Kal'tsit, Roy took the opportunity to quickly kiss the doctor on the forehead and whispered goodnight.

Before the doctor could react, Roy had disappeared in front of her.

"Goodnight...Roy..."

Roy quickly returned to the intersection. Under the street light, Muirseth was lowering his head and kicking the snow pile with his booted feet out of boredom.

The elf girl heard Roy's footsteps and looked up at him.

"Mr. Roy has already sent Miss Doctor back? I thought we would have to wait a while.

"Miss Muirseth is still waiting for me here. I can't leave you, who is still very unfamiliar with this city, alone in the cold night for too long."

"Ms. Doctor is right. Mr. Roy is really good at taking care of people." Muirseth smiled slightly and stomped his feet to knock off the ice and snow on the soles of his shoes.

"What else did she tell you?" Roy couldn't help but be curious.

"This is a secret between girls. It cannot be revealed casually." Muirseth put his finger in front of his lips and made a hushing gesture.

"Okay." Roy shook his head helplessly, quickened his pace to catch up with Muirseth, walked side by side with her, and soon arrived in front of the landship with the Rhine Life logo printed on it.

"Okay, I'll take you here. Miss Muirseth, have a good rest." Roy took Muirseth to the dock, said goodbye and prepared to leave.

"Good night, Mr. Roy."

"You too, Miss Muirseth."

......

Roy came home much later than usual tonight, and there were two strange smells on his body that had never appeared before, which aroused the vigilance of Shining and Nightingale.

Just as Roy turned off the lights and prepared to rest, Shining and Nightingale began to ask around.

In order to dispel their unnecessary anxiety, Roy took some time to explain the situation.

Far away on the other side of the earth, after a busy day, Muirseth took a hot bath, used magic to quickly dry his hair, and fell directly on the bed.

Thinking about how he finally found someone who could empathize with him today, Muirseth rolled around on the bed with joy, and then found that he couldn't sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but Muirseth finally couldn’t hold on any longer, his eyelids slowly drooped, and he fell asleep with even breathing.

Tonight, Miss Elf had a dream that she hadn’t had in a long time.

In her dream, she turned herself into an elf living by the lake, and lived with her tribesmen on a huge island in the middle of the lake.

They make a living by fishing and collecting fruits every day. Their life is simple but fulfilling.

The chieftain is a kind old elf. It is said that the entire lake and the small island on it were transformed from her body.

She used her own power to protect the lake from the increasingly frequent natural disasters, but the Originium still quietly invaded the waters.

The tribe members began to fall ill and die, and the tribe leader's power gradually declined. At this time, the hostile tribe outside the lake, which had always coveted this rich water area, also began to stir.

One day, a natural disaster inevitably fell around the lake, and the old patriarch was completely exhausted. The ugly and twisted enemies on the ground began to step into the water.

The chief of the enemy tribe, with a body as huge as a mountain, was slowly crawling towards the lake.

The chief used up his last breath to urge his people to flee along the tributaries, but the surrounding area was full of active source stones, so where could they escape to?

The patriarch was completely dead, and the island on which the elves depended for survival began to collapse. The statue of the patriarch standing on the island quickly sank to the bottom of the deep lake.

With a massive invading enemy tribe in front of them and active Originium spreading behind them, the elves have nowhere to retreat.

Muirseth was very anxious after experiencing all this, but she was powerless and could only watch her compatriots die.

Just when the elves were about to despair, a beam of light with red lightning in the darkness pierced through the mountain-like body of the other tribe leader.

Then several beams of light quickly swept across the lake. Fortunately, the elves reacted quickly and dived into the water in time, so they were not hit.

As the light beam continued to sweep across the lake, a large number of corpses of the enemy tribes were burned to charcoal and sank into the lake.

Muirseth, who was in the water, could feel that the water temperature was slowly rising, the water level was dropping, and a thick fog was covering the surface of the lake.

The lake water was evaporated by this one-sided crushing battle, and the enemy's corpses and smelly blood covered the bottom of the lake.

The elves were covered in blood and struggled to crawl out from the pile of corpses.

The spirit possessed by Muerseth raised its head and looked around, trying to find the person who launched the attack to save them.

A thin figure slowly fell from the sky. Muirseth couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he could only see a black crown floating above his head.

"There are still some living creatures here... These little guys are pretty good looking, at least better than those disgusting creatures just now." (Ancient language)

"You don't seem to be used to Originium, this won't work..." (ancient language)

"Are you interested in following me? I can give you a hundred years to adapt to the Originium. I look forward to your changes..." (ancient language)

The figure who had been talking to himself finally noticed the panic and confusion on the elves' faces, and then he remembered that they couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Come on, little one, give me your hand..." (archaic language)

The figure reached out his hand to the spirit that possessed Muerseth, and Muerseth found that he could finally move.

The elf girl tremblingly stretched out her dirty little hand and placed it in the figure's broad big hand.

A connection was established, and the elf began to hear the voices of the world, and began to understand the language of the shadows.

The blurry face of the figure gradually became clear. It was Roy whom I met today.