Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

In the dim and narrow alleys, dirty and turbid sewage flowed on the uneven ground. From time to time, huge rats jumped out of the sewers, squeaking happily in search of food.

"Tramp, tap, tap..." The hard leather boots heels stepped on the road, and the crisp sound echoed in the alley.

Roy had memorized the aura of the Sarkaz boy, and following the traces he left behind, he led Shining and Nightingale through the intricate alleys of Oak Forest County.

After squeezing through a narrow passage, a small square appeared in front of him. A drunk homeless man was lying on a bench, and several children were chasing and playing in the square, laughing.

The shops are supported by torn tarpaulins, and most of the items sold are handicrafts and clothing.

Low, dilapidated wooden and iron houses crowded the streets. The lamp posts had long since rusted and decayed, and the light bulbs on them had disappeared.

I don’t know if it’s broken or someone took it home and used it.

Roy sensed the atmosphere, determined where the Sarkaz boy lived, and walked in through the door.

The boy, who was about to inject medicine into his mother whose oripathy had worsened, heard the sound of a door opening behind him and suddenly turned around to look behind him.

"Why are the Sarkaz and the Sarkota walking together? How did they find me? Have they been following me?"

The expression on the boy's face changed rapidly, panic, tension, confusion, but soon turned into anger.

After what happened just now, the boy was extremely nervous and subconsciously thought that Roy and the others were mercenaries who were eyeing the potion in his hand.

The crude dagger made of rusty iron sheets was quickly pulled out from the outside of the thigh and pointed directly at Roy's face.

The boy's tender face was stained with dried blood, looking hideous and terrifying in the dim light.

Even though he knew that he was no match for the three people in front of him, and even though his body couldn't stop shaking with fear, he still couldn't retreat.

Adrenaline rushes through your veins and your heartbeat beats like an excited war drum against your brain.

"Who are you? Get out!!!" The veins on the boy's neck bulged, and he stared at Roy with ferocious eyes, waving the weapon in his hand wildly.

"Calm down, we are not here to cause trouble." Roy grabbed the boy's wrist holding the weapon and added the banshee's spell to his words to calm the boy's excited emotions.

The spell penetrated the boy's brain without hindrance and injected him with a shot of sedative.

"Hmm..." The body, which was supported by a large amount of adrenaline, lost the emotional stimulation and slowly softened.

Roy supported the boy's limp body and said to Shining and the other man standing beside him, "Shining, go check on the infected person."

"Okay." Shining nodded, and together with Nightingale, she walked around the young man blocking the bed.

"Don't come near my mother, get away..." The boy tried to struggle to get up, but was easily clamped by Roy.

"If you want your mother's oripathy to be treated, don't move. They are the most experienced doctors in Kazdel, especially in treating oripathy."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Roy, and their names are Shining and Nightingale. You must thank them after you cure your mother."

"Roy...? This name sounds familiar. I seem to have heard it from those soldiers..." The young man frowned and tried hard to recall.

"Forget it if you can't remember. Go check on your mother first."

Shining and Nightingale have already started the treatment for mineralopathy. Shining undressed the thin middle-aged woman on the bed and visually checked the distribution of crystals on her body surface.

The staff in Nightingale's hand emitted a comfortable green light, which enveloped the woman's body, and her frown relaxed.

"Water...water..." The woman's pale, cracked lips moved, but Shining didn't hear clearly and was about to move closer.

The boy heard his mother calling him, quickly got up, poured some water, and carefully fed it to her mouth.

"What's the situation?" Roy asked as he came to the bedside.

"Her oripathy is either too severe or she is malnourished and too weak." The Nightingale Staff continued to emit light, trying to heal this fragile body in the gentlest way possible.

"It's all my fault. If I could earn more money, my mother wouldn't have fallen ill..." The boy lowered his head and sobbed softly.

"It's not too late now. We will take your mother to our landship and let her rest for a while. But you have to work hard for me and pay the medical expenses."

Roy patted the boy on the shoulder. He admired the boy's filial piety.

"Ah?" The boy's face was full of surprise. He could hardly believe his ears.

The people in front of him were not only willing to treat his mother, but also willing to give him a job.

What a nice person!!!

"Ah what, you don't want to?"

"Of course not, Mr. Roy, you have helped me so much, I don't know how to thank you."

"Thank you, Mr. Roy." The boy bowed deeply to Roy with a sincere tone.

"What about them?" Roy pointed at Shining and Nightingale who were still treating the woman.

"Thank you Miss Shining, thank you Miss Nightingale, thank you both..." The young man kept bowing and thanking the two of them, tears flowing uncontrollably at this time, dripping onto the ground.

The miserable life that I have been enduring since I was old enough to understand is finally about to change today.

......

At this time, the neighbors who usually took good care of the boy saw three strange faces entering his house with weapons, and thought that it was the people from Shenchi who came to collect management fees again.

After gathering together to discuss, the neighbors decided to help the teenager drive those bastards out. The people of Shenchi are used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

They only dare to bully people like the young boy who have no one to rely on and no one to help him.

This time they must be taught a lesson. Several people took out simple weapons from home and rushed into the boy's home shouting in unison.

"Get out, you beast from the deep pool!!!"

"Reiner, we are here to help you..."

"Asshole, take my shovel!!!"

......

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?" Roy, who was chatting with the teenager, looked at the people rushing towards him with farm tools, his face full of confusion.

The boy was also confused by their scene and asked, "Uncle Zoe, what's wrong with you?"

Finding that things were not as they had imagined, the people who rushed in were a little at a loss.

The scene in the room was awkward for a while. The film man who was in the lead, called Zoe, laughed a few times with a very stiff expression. Then he put down the farm tools in his hands.

"It's okay. I just saw a few mice running into your room. I was worried that they would chew up your quilt, so I wanted to come in and help you kill the mice."

"Since you have guests here, we won't disturb you and will leave first."

"Yes, yes, I'm leaving first."

A few people turned around and were about to leave, but Roy, who heard them mention the deep pool, immediately stopped them.

"I heard you mention the deep pool. Can you tell me about it? There's still healing work going on in the room. Let's go outside and talk."

Roy stood up and slowly walked towards the people near the door. He turned around and waved to the boy who was still standing there: "Reiner, you come too."

"Yes, Mr. Roy."