Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

"Your Highness, the scattered Shenchi branches have all commenced their activities smoothly. Everything is proceeding according to your plan..."

On the high-speed warship, the Gatril, moving at a steady pace across the wasteland, Deep Pool's deputy officer, now stood before the leader, Abrana, reporting on Deep Pool's current situation.

Abbrana showed little interest in this and waved her hand to interrupt the officer's subsequent report. "Since this is expected, there's no need to say more."

"Yes, then what does Your Highness want to hear?" Seeing this, the officer did not insist. He put away the memo notebook and tentatively asked Abrana what she thought.

"Then tell me, how is my dear sister?" Abbrana supported her head with one hand, and an unfathomable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. No one except herself could understand how many emotions were contained in it.

Perhaps it was anticipation, curiosity, care, or perhaps all three. Abbrana's feelings for her sister had always been twisted and complicated.

"According to the official activity schedule announced by Kazdel, Her Highness Ravshini should start preparing to return." The officer opened the memo book, found the corresponding record, and reported to Abrana.

As Shenchi's deputy, the officer had to deal with a lot of things and intelligence every day. The small memo became a good helper that he had to carry with him besides his weapons.

"I hope she can gain something. After all, I'm really looking forward to her changes." After getting the answer she wanted, Abrana felt much better.

"When she returns to Tara, the books and newspapers prepared in advance can be distributed gradually." Abrana flipped through the newspapers piled on the desk. The photos and content published in them could easily cause discomfort to ordinary people.

"Yes, all departments are ready and are just waiting for your order." The colonel nodded in confirmation. Those books and newspapers had already been distributed along with the weapons and armor of the various departments in Shenchi and could be used at any time.

"Okay, I understand. If there's nothing else, you can go ahead and do your work." Abrana waved her hand, and the officer retreated silently.

Abrana planned to use her sister's trip to Kazdel to stir up a wave of public opinion among the surrounding countries, starting from Victoria, to expose the fact that the Tara people had been oppressed by Victoria for a long time.

This move would not only provide a legitimate reason for Shenchi to launch an independence movement, but would also further incite more Tara people, and even Victorians, to get involved in this grand national war.

Abrana actually doesn't care about the outside world's opinion of Deep Pool and herself. To her, Deep Pool is just a tool to satisfy her pleasure of playing with power, and it is something that can be discarded at will when she gets tired of it.

However, in order for her beloved sister to successfully wear the crown named Tara, Abrana decided to completely hide the darkness of the deep pool with her own hands after everything was over, including herself.

On the contrary, Victoria's Protector of the Country, the unicorn fairy, is particularly keen on creating a great national hero. She will use her power to secretly promote public opinion and shape the Deep Pool into a team led by a hero.

As for which of the two red dragons would be the hero, the Unicorn Fairy was equally filled with anticipation. Would it be a cruel and greedy red dragon, or a kind and benevolent one? Would they, as Tara's history tells us, fight and kill each other until one of them is utterly defeated?

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In Kazdel City, Roy and Theresa walked side by side along the street, the setting sun stretching their shadows outward. Passing the event plaza, their steps unconsciously slowed. Pausing to watch the staff clean up, Theresa leaned gently against Roy's arm and said with a sigh, "If I'd known it was going to be so busy, I should have limited the event to two weeks. I'm so sad to see it end now."

The effect of this cultural exchange activity far exceeded Theresa's expectations. The founding ceremony at that time also attracted a large number of tourists, but most of them were intelligence spies with political purposes, and there were fewer tourists who came to travel and consume.

The tourists attracted this time were truly tourists, capable of creating economic and cultural value for Kazdel's tourism industry. As the event organizer, Theresa naturally hoped the event would last a little longer.

Roy looked down at Theresa, his eyes full of smiles. He held her hand and put it in his pocket again, afraid that the evening breeze would chill her. "After all, this is the first time we've held this kind of event, so it's impossible to consider every aspect. Let's just treat this as a trial, and keep working hard in the future..."

"It's settled then. We'll arrange a show and perform it. It's sure to be a big hit..." Theresa said with anticipation, as if the lively scene had already appeared before her eyes.