Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

On the second day of the Requiem celebrations, a large amount of garbage left over from the previous night was left on the square that served as the venue.

There was light snow in the gloomy sky, and the staff wearing thick cotton clothes started the cleanup work early in the morning.

Several tall Sarkaz kept exhaling white mist from their mouths. While shoveling snow, they picked out the garbage and put it into buckets.

They were very enthusiastic about their work, because according to the current Kazdel Labor Law, this was considered overtime during the annual leave. Their wages were calculated at three times their normal wages, and they would be given two days off afterwards.

If I make enough money today, I can go to the pub and have a good drink tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

A lot of people signed up for the venue cleaning work, and the winners were ultimately decided by drawing lots, so the competition was very fierce.

At the Kazdel police station, Manfred physically sobered up the drunken troublemakers last night, and released them all after they paid their fines.

He had not slept all night and his eyes were bloodshot. He repeatedly confirmed that the remaining staff on duty could handle the remaining matters.

Only then did he feel relieved and lay down on the sofa in his office for a while.

At this time, Tracy had already started his daily morning exercise, running around several nearby streets.

He also went to bed very late last night, and had been patrolling around the Requiem Square with his men to maintain order. It was almost dawn when he went back to rest.

Staying up all night was a common occurrence for him. He used to do this when he led troops to fight in the past.

But there was one thing that concerned him. Theresa and Roy left too early last night, and he didn't know where they went.

When passing by the downstairs of Theresa's residence, Theresa deliberately looked up at the closed window.

The curtains are not opened yet, it seems that he is not awake yet.

"At this time of day, she should have gotten up long ago. Did she go to bed late last night as well?" A hint of doubt flashed through Tracy's mind, but he didn't think much about it and continued to run forward.

In the warm room, Roy woke up first. The exhaustion from all parts of his body sealed him firmly on the bed.

"I'm so tired and don't want to get up..." Roy tried several times, but finally gave up the idea of getting up and preparing breakfast.

He gently lifted the bulging pink quilt beside him, revealing Theresa's beautiful and peaceful sleeping face underneath.

Since the first time he slept in the same bed with Theresa, Roy gradually noticed that she liked to sleep with the quilt covering her head, leaving only her straight and sharp corners exposed.

Roy reached out and stroked the amber horn, feeling the warm and smooth touch of jade at his fingertips.

Roy gives full marks to the functionality of these two corners as handles.

The messy long hair stuck to her face was gently pushed aside, revealing Theresa's adorable face.

Roy reached out and poked Theresa's elastic face, and finding that she showed no sign of waking up, he pinched it again boldly.

"Stop it... I want to sleep..." Theresa, who was disturbed by Roy, frowned slightly and muttered a few words in dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay...you sleep a little longer, I'll go buy breakfast first." Roy kissed Theresa lightly between the eyebrows and moved his body to get out of bed.

"I'm thirsty... I need... water..." Theresa said this in a hoarse voice.

"Okay, I'll feed it to you right away." Roy opened the thermos, took the warm water into his mouth, and slowly passed it to Theresa.

"I'll be out for a while and will be back soon." Roy quickly dressed and simply covered the red mark on his neck with a scarf.

“Hmm…” Theresa responded softly, pulling the quilt back over her head, leaving only her corner exposed.

Before leaving, Roy picked up the pieces of dress scattered on the ground and put them away to prevent Theresa from getting angry when she woke up.

......

There have been more and more breakfast shops on the streets of Kazdel in recent times, but Roy still prefers to patronize the one run by the Shapeshifters.

Since Roy could no longer retract his black crown, the disguise of the shapeshifter group was exposed in front of him.

Relying on the crown's connection with the Sarkaz, Roy was very sure that the owner of this store was a cluster of shapeshifters.

I never thought they had this skill.

"You're here, what do you want?" the shapeshifters asked without even looking up, their hands moving so fast that it was dizzying.

“Do you have soy milk?”

"Have."

"Then let's have two servings of steamed buns and two cups of soy milk, to be taken away." Roy ordered two of each.

"Is this for Theresa?" The Shapeshifter Cluster suddenly asked as they handed Roy the breakfast he had requested.

"How do you know?" Roy asked in confusion.

"You have her scent on you, mixed with your own. Our senses are very sharp." The shapeshifter cluster's tone of voice was still so calm.

However, next, the shapeshifter cluster asked Roy an unexpected question.

"Would it be joyful to do something like that?"

"Cough cough cough..." Roy, who had just inserted the straw into the soy milk, was startled by the question raised by the shapeshifter. He choked on the soy milk and began to cough uncontrollably.

"Why do you ask this question?"

"Because we haven't experienced it, we want to ask. If it's really like what the rumors say, we will try it."

"Well...it depends on the individual and the emotional foundation between the two of you. Anyway, it's very complicated, so you should understand it clearly before trying."

After saying these few words, Roy picked up two breakfasts and fled.