Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

New Kazdale City Roy's Office Xi rolled up the scroll with her tail, picked up the pen in her left hand, held the inkstone in her right hand, walked out of the scroll and prepared to go out to collect materials.

She had been in Kazdel for three days. Nian had not come to bother her, and the man named Roy was not there either. Only a tangible but soulless spell clone was left here.

Without the surveillance of Simuitai, there will be no annoying old Taoist suddenly breaking into the painting. Such a comfortable and easy life is the life that people should live.

No wonder that guy Nian likes to stay here. Before Xi left, he deliberately looked back at his magic clone who was lying on the table to rest.

When there are no work files to be processed, it will use this method to restore mental consumption.

"Consider this as my reward for staying here temporarily, although you won't catch a cold." Xi sighed, took out a blanket from the scroll, and wanted to cover his clone with it.

Although he, a famous painter from Yan Country, came to Kazdel, he was unexpectedly ignored. No one came to see him for several days, and he felt a little lost.

But when she thought about how she and her brothers and sisters had to rely on this man to escape from the Year Beast.

Xi believes that it is necessary to maintain a good relationship. If the clone is sober, Xi, who is thin-skinned and cold-tempered, will never do this.

In Xi's eyes, the sleeping clone was just a piece of wood. Although it would be strange to cover a piece of wood with a blanket, it would not make Xi feel embarrassed.

Just as the blanket was about to cover the clone, Xi suddenly remembered that the blanket was a creation of his own magic. If no one saw it, then the blanket did not exist.

"Tsk! What a trouble. Never mind. Let's just leave it at that..." Xi muttered softly, and the blanket in his hand turned into ink and dissipated.

After finding out that the blanket he drew was unusable, Xi suddenly felt bored. He wagged his tail and turned away. His red eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the blanket on the sofa in the office.

"You're lucky..." Xi walked slowly to the sofa, leaned over and picked up the blanket. The arms with the pattern of red and blue flowers brought the elegant scent of Xi's body to the blanket.

"It's been a while since you last washed. There's a sour smell of sweat." Xi Emei frowned slightly with a look of disgust on her face, but she was still very gentle in covering the body with the blanket, for fear of waking up her sleeping clone.

"Huh..." After finishing all this, Xi let out a long breath. She didn't know why she felt nervous.

Perhaps it was because he hadn’t been around people for a long time and was worried that something might go wrong and he would lose face.

"Hey, Roy, have you seen my timid sister..." The locked office door was knocked without warning. The familiar voice made Xi feel uncomfortable.

Xi hurriedly looked down at the blanket covering her clone. She knew that if Nian saw it, she would definitely misunderstand. So before Nian came in, she quickly returned to the painting hanging on the wall.

The next second, Nian walked in without caring about his image, hands behind his back. Before Xi completely entered the painting, Nian saw half of her tail exposed.

"Hehe...my dear sister, you think you can hide like this, you're so cute." Nian pretended not to see Xi entered the scroll and continued walking towards his clone.

"Wow, when did Roy start using this kind of trick? And why does this blanket smell like ink..." Nian bent down and sniffed, and soon discovered something unusual.

Recalling the sunset she saw when she first entered the room, with a smug smile on her face, she deliberately came to the scroll and lowered her voice to speak out her guess.

"Sister Xi, this is your handwriting, right? I didn't expect you to be so caring. When will you give me one too?"

Nian knew Xi must be eavesdropping, so she just teased her out on purpose.

Sure enough, a sharp giant sword suddenly stabbed out from the scroll, but was easily dodged by Nian, who grabbed Xi's arm and pulled her out.

"If you want it, I'll burn it for you when you lie back in the coffin." Xi, who barely managed to stand, immediately said, not giving Nian a good look.

"Okay, it's just a joke, don't be angry." Nian knew his sister's personality traits. She was a typical face-conscious person who would respond to soft words but not hard ones.

"Hmph! Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I need to rest." This trick really worked. Xi snorted. She took back the giant sword in her hand and turned back to the painting. She was no longer in the mood to collect folk songs.

"No, it's a rare opportunity for you to come out, I'll take you around the city, there are many interesting places to go." Nian Jianxi was about to slip away, so he immediately stepped forward and held her hand.

Although he attracted some disdainful looks, he was not pushed away in the end.

"Don't take up too much of my time, I still have things to do..." Xi didn't resist too much and left the office with Nian.

......

On the other side, in the underground base outside the city, Mudstone passed the routine inspection by scanning her face in front of the guard at the door. She had worked here before and was half-acquainted with them.

Standing on the spacious lifting platform and pressing the button, Mudstone once again saw the skeleton of the giant beast lying quietly in the dock.

The blue-purple nerve bundles connecting the white bones seemed to be alive, emitting a faint light with every breath.

Mudstone didn't know whether the behemoth was awake now, so he tentatively tapped the seemingly hard ribs with a hammer.

The hammer surface was blocked by an invisible membrane, causing ripples of energy.

Flames ignited in the hideous, empty eye sockets of the giant beast's skeleton. He felt a familiar, weak breath knocking at himself, and turned his huge head to look at the mudstone.

"Oh, it's you. What's the matter?" The Time Beast recognized that this was one of the craftsmen who had built a shipyard for him, a little girl with some special blood.

During his free time at work, he also came to chat with her. It seemed that Roy had a special relationship with her.

"Old sir, I want to ask you for help with something. Can you help me deliver some things to the ice field of Ursus?" Mudstone looked up and told the Time Beast what he wanted.

"Of course you can. What do you want to transport? Is there a specific location? Does Roy know?" The turbid voice of the Time Beast sounded beside Mudstone's ears. For Him, this was just a matter of convenience.

"I went to look for him yesterday, but he wasn't there. He only left behind a clone. As for the location, I'm not sure because the team the consignee is in is always moving, but it's definitely on the ice field."

"Is there anything special about that team? My perception can cover a large area, but I need to move quickly to avoid disturbing something troublesome."

"A special place? It's a team whose members are mostly infected, and there is a powerful Wendigo in it, a particularly tall Sarkaz."

Mudstone tried his best to describe the characteristics of the Patriots to the Chronomon, worried that he would not be able to accurately find the Integration Movement team in the ice field.

"Okay, I basically understand the situation. Are the supplies you want to transport ready? When can we set off?"

"You promised to help me? Thank you so much! I will go back and prepare right away..." Mudstone bowed deeply to the Time Beast and left in a hurry.