Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

"What did you talk about with that feathered serpent last night? I don't know how she got my contact information. She stayed up late at night and sent me some inexplicable messages."

"I haven't read the content yet, I just turned on silent mode and went to sleep. Do you want to watch it together?"

Muirseth came over to Roy, holding his mobile device. His desktop wallpaper was a chibi-style self-portrait. In his arms, he held a stuffed animal that was, barely discernibly, based on Roy.

"Okay, I just finished the work at hand, so I came to take a look." Roy put down the document he had just signed and turned his head to look at the chat history that Muirseth opened.

The profile picture of Holhaiya’s social account is a planetarium placed next to a floor-to-ceiling window, with a hazy and mysterious starry sky as the background.

The chat content started with the discussion of ecological knowledge and gradually led the topic to the world beyond the starry sky.

She seemed to want to combine her expertise and that of Muirseth to determine the likelihood of life outside of Terra.

Roy couldn't help but sigh that Holhaiya's ambition was really big. He had only glimpsed a corner of the real starry sky, but he didn't hesitate to put all his imagination into it.

Conceive a bizarre fantasy world and do everything in your power to prove your point. Even if the final result may be a little off, you can still enjoy the wonderful process of exploration.

Astronomers. No! It's fair to say that most scientists are adept dreamers. It's their ingenious ideas that continue to propel civilization and technology forward.

"Hmm...After she said that, even I feel that there really is a possibility of unknown life forms outside of Terra."

"Roy, what do you think? You know more about the world beyond the stars than anyone else."

Roy saw curiosity and anticipation in Muirseth's bright eyes. She must want a positive answer.

"Well, your guess is correct. There are indeed unknown life forms outside of Terra, but with the current level of Terran technology, we cannot reach that planet..."

"If you do know something, could you reveal a little more? I promise I won't tell anyone."

Muirseth held up three fingers in a swearing gesture, his expression serious and Roy had no doubt about its authenticity.

"No, it's not the right time yet. Mastering knowledge that is far beyond this era is not a good thing." Roy gently held the hand that Muirseth used to swear and rejected her request.

Knowledge is a precious treasure, but it is also a poison that corrodes the bones. Without the ability to match it, mastering advanced knowledge is a heavy burden.

Roy didn't want to see Muirseth become like Kel'tsit, as the future of the elven race was already on her shoulders.

"Okay, then I'll wait a little longer." Muirseth was a little disappointed after being rejected. After a few seconds of silence, she seemed to suddenly remember something and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth again.

"But... you have to watch a new movie with me tonight as compensation."

Muirseth used a retreat-to-advance strategy, and it was hard not to believe that she had originally intended to go to the movies together.

Faced with Muirseth who did not play by the rules at all, Roy could only smile bitterly and agree with her on the schedule for tonight.

After watching Muirseth walk away with brisk steps, Roy lowered the backrest of his office chair, lay down, closed his eyes and took a short rest, his thoughts extending to the distant Iberian coast.

The long-awaited Deep Sea Church finally made a big move.

......

If Terra had the concept of longitude and latitude, then Iberia, located at the southern end of the earth and at a lower latitude, should receive about the same amount of heat from the sun as Sargon, which is covered with tropical rainforests and deserts.

The crops meticulously improved by the Great Yan Tianshi millet have demonstrated remarkable adaptability to the barren saline-alkali soils of Iberia. The rice in the experimental fields of Perdoni, the capital, has entered the heading and flowering stage thanks to the diligent care of agronomists day and night.

During this period, the tips of the rice ears emerge from the flag leaf sheath, completing the entire process of flowering, pollination, and fertilization. The entire heading and flowering period generally lasts 7 to 10 days, and the pollination process is crucial to the final yield. During this period, special attention should be paid to controlling temperature and humidity to avoid strong winds and rainstorms that can affect pollination.

The first rice harvest is crucial for the Tribunal, not only because it allows the cultivation of rice seeds for expanded planting, but also because it provides an opportunity for publicity and to restore the Iberian people's hope for their future lives.

After all, only with a full stomach can we have the courage and strength to continue living.

To this end, the Inquisition dispatched a large number of Inquisitors and Inquisitors to the experimental fields to ensure the safety of the rice from the heading and flowering period to the ripening and harvesting period. The followers of the Deep Sea Church are pervasive, and those madmen may even risk their own lives to recklessly destroy the rice in the experimental fields. This must be taken seriously.

According to recent information sent back from the coastal areas, the frequency of activities of the Deep Sea Church and the terrifying fish has inexplicably decreased, and it has become eerily quiet, like a peaceful night before a storm at sea.

After a busy day at work, Saint Carmen strolled to the walls of Perdoni, a symbol of holiness and majesty. On the distant horizon, dark, heavy clouds rolled towards the land like a tsunami.

"Come, monsters of the deep sea, I will show you the power of the Iberian people."

......

In the Iberian coastal town, the former church hall has been converted into the offices of Banduma Agritech.

For local residents and refugees attracted by food aid, praying to the symbol of Banduma's agricultural technology is far more useful than the so-called Lord.

At least the former has a fixed weekly food allocation, while the latter has nothing but psychological comfort that is better than nothing.

"Mr. Doctor, this is the sixth group of Deep Sea Church believers we have captured around the farmland."

The shabby wooden door of the church hall creaked open as members of the patrolling Inquisition team escorted several disheveled, ragged Iberians to the front.

The chief inquisitor, his robe stained with blood, explained the process of the arrest in brief and concise language.

"Doctor, I believe the Deep Sea Church is targeting the rice fields that are about to mature. The situation may become more serious later, so we must prepare in advance. Your safety is of paramount importance. Why not return to Perdoni and stay out for a while?"

"Don't worry, my personal security will be responsible for protecting my safety. You just need to strengthen the defense around the fields." The doctor rejected the suggestion made by the Grand Inquisitor. With Skadi, the powerful deep-sea hunter, around, he didn't have to worry about his safety at all.