Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

The next morning, the film girl Alice got up from the bed on time, stretched her whole body hard, and stretched her long cat tail straight.

"Huh, get up, it's a new day." After stretching contentedly, Alice habitually glanced at the bed next door and found that the quilt and pillows on it were neatly stacked.

"Reed still wakes up so early..."

Alice sighed silently, quickly combed her messy hair, tied it with a pink hairband, picked up the washbasin and towel, and prepared to go out to get water to wash.

Alice happened to meet Reed walking towards her and waved to her.

"Good morning, Weicao. How come I didn't know when you came back to sleep last night?"

"Maybe you were sleeping so soundly at that time that you didn't hear me coming back..."

Recalling the scene when Alice came back last night, with the quilt between her legs and smacking her lips while talking in her sleep, Weicao couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Oh, then I'll go wash my face first..."

The little girl didn't think too much about it. She threw the towel over her shoulders and left humming an unknown tune.

Her long and soft tail swayed left and right with her brisk footsteps, making people want to secretly grab it when she wasn't paying attention.

Most of the Terran races with tails place great value on their tails. Filin always takes care to keep his tail clean, as it is a vital organ for enhancing his body balance.

The Luperciva people, who lived in Syracuse, a place prone to frequent rain, could not stand the feeling of having a wet tail.

Not only should you blow-dry your hair in time, but you should also use various hair care products to keep your hair looking in good condition.

As Drake's Reed, he has a love-hate relationship with the thick tail behind him.

I love it because it feels really good to hold, and it can be used as a pillow. It can also temporarily act as a third hand to lift some light objects.

It's a pity that Draco's tail is not covered with hard scales like Adakles', otherwise it would be a very useful weapon.

I hate it because the big tail brings inconvenience to many aspects of life. For example, when sleeping, I can’t lie on my back because it will press on the tail.

If you lie on your side, the sharp corners of your head will poke into the pillow, and if you lie face down, your breathing will be restricted, making sleeping very uncomfortable.

In the past, Reed slept standing up, but later he learned an ingenious method from an Elafian tailor.

You can put soft covers on the sharp corners on both sides so you don't have to worry about them poking the pillow. The tailor used the leftover scraps from making clothes to make several sets of reeds, enough for her to use for a while.

Since then, Wei Cao has tried to sleep on his side. Although it is not very smooth to turn over at night due to the same problem of his tail, it is still more comfortable than sleeping standing up.

Weicao suppressed the urge to pull Alice's tail, walked slowly into the tent, and took out a small notebook and pencil from the bag hanging on the head of the bed, which recorded the team's supply consumption.

"Well, we're running low on food and medicine. I need to find time to take people to the city to do some shopping. I don't have much money left."

"I'm trying to bring the medicinal herbs and animal skins I collected along the way into the city. I hope there are merchants willing to offer a price for them."

"When I talked to the village chief, he mentioned that there are several other villages nearby. I'd like to visit them when I have time..."

Wei Cao wrote down her to-do schedule on a note. She was worried that she would miss something in her busy schedule, so she chose to write it down on paper, which is a good habit.

"...The cloak is still with Mr. Roy. He said we'd meet again today. But it probably won't be that early..."

The reed that records all matters, the pencil that stops writing, looks up at the morning glow that dyes the sky red, with a certain expectation in its eyes.

......

In a small town in Victoria, Roy sat in a laundry shop, enjoying his latte and sandwich, quietly waiting for the machines to stop.

"Ding ding ding..." The proprietress of Film took the cloak out of the dryer, folded it neatly and put it into a brown paper bag. With a warm and kind smile on her face, she handed it to Roy who had been waiting for a long time.

"Sir, your cloak is dry. Please take it."

"Thank you." Roy handed over a few large-denomination Victoria pounds and took the brown paper bag.

Because of the close contact with Abura last night, the cloak might have retained her scent. Considering the relationship between Reed and Abura, Roy was worried that Reed would mind if she found out, so he found a laundry to clean it.

After washing and drying, the cloak exudes a faint floral fragrance. The owner uses a floral detergent, which is one of the shop's special services and is well-received in the neighborhood.

"Here's your change..."

"Thank you." After taking the change, Roy nodded to the proprietress and turned to leave.

Before returning to Tara Village, he still had some supplies to purchase. He had noticed that the woman in the group had poor night vision and was probably suffering from night blindness.

Roy consulted the pharmacy owner about this. If it is congenital night blindness, it cannot be completely cured with the current medical level. Acquired night blindness can be alleviated by medication and surgery.

Under the boss's introduction, Roy selected several boxes of medicines for treating night blindness, as well as various antipyretics, anti-inflammatory drugs, antibiotics, stomach and various surgical medical instruments.

The boss was a little surprised why Roy bought so many medicines at one time. He thought he was going to open a small clinic, and asked him with a smile whether he wanted to sign a long-term purchasing contract.

Roy refused the business card offered by his boss, saying that he was about to leave the area and would not be back in the short term.

The boss was a little disappointed that he failed to retain this big client.

......

When Roy returned to the Tara village camp, Wei Cao was teaching the village children how to weave straw baskets, which could be sold at the market. Although the price was low, it could still help supplement the family's income.

"Mr. Roy, you're back." Seeing the figure returning, Weicao's mouth curled up with joy.

"Are you busy? I have something to give you." Roy showed Weicao the brown paper bag he was carrying.

He placed the medicines in a small space, which also contained more valuable things.

"Well, okay, wait a moment. I'll tell the kids." Weicao turned around and whispered a few words to the children who were looking up at him, then followed Roy.

"Mr. Roy, last night...what did you talk about with my sister?" Wei Cao folded his hands in front of him, his white fingertips clenched together nervously.

"You'll know soon. Let's go into the tent and talk first."