Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

"Miss Weicao seems to know that Sarkaz..."

"Yeah, I've never heard her mention it before."

"Miss Weicao has always avoided talking about her past. She must be hiding something."

"Since Miss Weicao didn't bring it up, it's best if we don't delve too deeply into it."

"Um... Speaking of which, wouldn't it be a bad idea for us to follow behind and eavesdrop?"

"...What can you hear from so far away? Can you hear it? Can you hear it?"

"Haha... That's true. We're too far away to hear anything..."

Roy and Weicao walked side by side along the path around the lake outside the village. Several companions, concerned for Weicao's safety, followed behind them from a distance, taking cover in the reeds.

While satisfying their own curiosity, they can also immediately jump out to support Wei Cao when the situation is not right.

"Mr. Roy, how did you find me? Was it the information provided by my sister?" Wei Cao folded his hands in front of him and asked softly.

"No, I haven't looked for your sister yet. Her location keeps changing. She must be on the high-speed battleship."

Roy shook his head and looked towards a certain part of the wasteland. Abbrana's location was quite far away.

"Then how did you do it? Not many people know my specific whereabouts..."

After receiving a negative answer, Weicao became even more confused. Could it be that Mr. Roy had secretly planted someone in his team? Who could it be?

"You always carry that necklace with you. It's not difficult to locate your position using it."

Roy pointed to the silver necklace worn around Reed's neck and explained with a smile.

"So that's how it is. I always thought it was just an ordinary ornament." Weicao pulled the silver chain and pulled out the pendant from under her dress. Her white fingertips caressed the golden crystal, which still retained the warmth of her body.

Ever since Roy left behind the letter and pendant, she has been carrying it with her as a precious gift.

As for the special functions mentioned in the letter, Weicao has not seriously considered its authenticity and has no way to verify it.

"Wear it carefully. If you encounter any difficulties you cannot handle, destroy the crystal immediately. I will arrive as soon as possible to provide assistance."

"I understand, Mr. Roy. I will keep it well." Wei Cao clutched the pendant on his chest and nodded seriously.

"Look! Miss Weicao seems to have taken out the necklace. Unfortunately, we are too far away to hear what they are saying."

"I remember Miss Weicao said that the necklace was a gift left by someone before they left. Could it be..."

"You'll find out when you get the chance to ask Miss Weicao in person. It's better not to guess blindly now."

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"Rafushini, can you tell me about your experiences after leaving Abrana? I'm curious about what made you choose this path."

"If Mr. Roy wants to hear it, let's find a place to sit down. The story might be a bit long and will take up some of your time."

The two found a large exposed rock by the lake. After cleaning the dust off it, they could use it as a natural chair to sit on.

The wind from the distant wasteland brought the scent of green grass and new wildflowers. Reed gathered up her wind-blown hair and began to recount her experiences during this period.

The journey of Reed and the unicorn Clovisia begins from Nasrsha, the political center of Tara, and follows the traces left by the Deep Pool Organization.

Abara promised victory to the people of Tara, inciting the hatred and anger towards the Victorians hidden deep in the hearts of the Tara people, in order to recruit a large number of people to fight for them.

In Red Dragon's depiction, Deep Pool will fight for the interests of the Tara people, and having received the support of the Duke of Wellington, who is also a Tara native, victory is only a matter of time.

However, the Deep Pool is actually filled with thugs, conspirators, and spies planted by various forces. Many people see not the path of the Tara people in the firelight of the Deep Pool, but only their own future.

The purple flames of death burned across the wasteland, leaving behind a scorched and barren landscape. The people of Tara faced a difficult situation, their remaining passion for life worn away by daily labor, gradually becoming numb.

The Victorians already had their homes and land, and could build and cultivate them peacefully, but the Tara people wanted to survive, but they had to shed a lot of blood.

Reed once didn't want to see anyone bleed. He was afraid of bleeding and death...so he always wanted to hide.

Don't think, don't feel, just like a shadow, become your sister's shadow.

Both Abrana and Clovisia had sternly warned Reed when he wanted to escape.

"Rafushini, my dear sister. With the noble blood of the red dragon flowing in your veins, you were born to be a king."

"The people of Tara are all waiting for your salvation. If you choose to escape, you will abandon them. It is your weakness that has killed them, Ravshini."

"Weakness and escape can't solve any problems. In places you can't see, bloodshed and death are happening every day. If you want to save their lives, then light yourself and become the fire that illuminates the wasteland."

Because of kindness, we are strong.

Reed relied on his leadership and personal charm to attract a group of like-minded companions and formed a team called Shenchi New Department.

Start by promoting the education and popularization of language, history and culture, and sow the seeds of hope for this barren land.

"Mr. Roy, I have a question for you." Weicao finished his long story, paused for a few seconds, and turned his gaze to the Sarkaz man beside him.

"Well, go ahead and ask." Roy nodded slightly and looked into those sincere and passionate green eyes.

"In your opinion, will the dream of the people of Tara, the dream of Deep Pool, and my dream ever come true?"

Before asking this question, Weicao had reminded himself countless times in his heart not to think too much and just keep going with firm faith.

But whenever my friends chatted in their spare time, they would smile and describe the beautiful life in their dreams.

Every word filled with hope and expectation was like a heavy mountain pressing on her shoulders.

Falling into self-doubt, Reed hopes that Roy, the great monarch who led the Sarkaz to establish a country and achieved great achievements, can give him some advice.

The thick dragon's tail swung restlessly. Reed was afraid of getting a negative answer, afraid of betraying the trust of his companions and the path he had found.

From Wei Cao's body movements and facial expressions, Roy could see her hesitation and confusion.

As a red dragon leading the Tara people towards independence, she is still immature, but she has grown a lot since the last time we met, and she deserves encouragement.

"If you two sisters work together and cooperate with the Duke of Wellington's assistance, there is still a chance of success. You can seek my help when necessary. Keep going."

"Phew, thank you for your affirmation. As long as the people of Tara still need me, I will keep going."

After receiving Roy's approval, Weicao breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a lot.

"Mr. Roy, I would like to invite you to our bonfire event tonight. Do you have any free time?"