Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Chapter 214: The Calamity Defense Belt around Kazdel

On the night of Kazdel, two moons hung high in the sky, and the cold silver moonlight shone through the curtains and sprinkled all over the bedroom floor.

Golden and silver hair were scattered on the bed. The peaceful sleeping faces of Shining and Nightingale looked particularly pure and beautiful under the moonlight.

Roy gently brushed away the hair that was stuck to his face due to being soaked with sweat. His smooth forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

After carefully wiping away the sweat with a silk scarf, Roy lay down and prepared to rest.

Until now, Roy finally understood why the Shining had asked him this morning, "Do you still sleep under the calligraphy and paintings?" It turned out that he was waiting for him here.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight..." Roy looked at the moonlight outside the window, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Under the cover of moonlight, in a corner that Roy didn't notice, the manifold figure that Muirseth gave him on the table in the room was emitting a faint light.

So, at the landship port of New Kazdel City, on the landship with the Rhine life symbol printed on it, the elf girl wrapped herself in the quilt, her face blushing, and letting out intermittent hums from deep in her throat.

"No, I have to preside over the Ecology Department meeting tomorrow, so I need to go to bed quickly..."

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The next morning, just after dawn, a long line formed in front of a bakery in the Colombian city of Tremont.

Muirseth's figure appeared in the team, while his real body was presiding over a meeting of the Ecology Department at the Rhine Life headquarters.

She wanted to eat the bakery's crispy rock bread again, so she sent Manifold to queue for her.

Muirseth in the ecological park was operating the control terminal skillfully, but suddenly he made a mistake and pressed the wrong button. The sprinkler on the ceiling instantly opened to the maximum, and it started raining in the room where the air was already very humid.

The confused clerk hurriedly looked for a place to shelter from the rain, while holding the paper documents in his arms to prevent them from getting wet.

At the same time, Muir Seth, who was far away in Kazdel, got up and washed up with dark circles under his eyes and yawning.

Then pick four oranges from the trees in the ecological park, peel them and make juice, mix them with soda, divide them into two cups, and stir evenly.

Muirseth's special blend, the original orange storm is now complete.

After drinking the Orange Storm in one gulp, Muirseth returned to her room to put on makeup and prepare the documents needed for today's work.

During the makeup process, she used the manifold as a mirror, and the small manifold would occasionally imitate the caster's movements.

When he picked up the mint lip balm and was about to apply it, Muirseth was stunned again, and the lipstick drew an arc on his chin.

Even the most skilled operators can make mistakes, and Muirseth, who controls multiple manifold figures at the same time, occasionally makes such harmless mistakes.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Muirseth calmly packed all his things into his bag, took his umbrella and the Orange Storm on the table, and went out.

Maybe because she didn’t get enough rest last night, the elf girl forgot something again.

......

"Hmm... so sour. Did they forget to put sugar in Orange Storm again?" Roy, trusting Muirseth, simply picked up the cup and took a big gulp. As a result, the expression on his face instantly shrank.

"Oh...didn't I put sugar in it?" Muirseth carefully recalled what he had done before going out, and found that he seemed to have really forgotten to put sugar in it.

"Uh... Roy, I'm so sorry. I didn't get enough rest last night, and I forgot about it when I was confused." Muirseth was very apologetic and apologized repeatedly with his head down.

"It's okay. I drank the previous cup the same way. It's quite refreshing. And I didn't get enough rest last night..." Roy didn't pay much attention to it. He still finished the super sour Orange Storm and burped.

"Did Roy not get enough rest either? That's really a coincidence, haha..." Muirseth smiled awkwardly, his ears turned red as he recalled last night's eavesdropping.

"By the way, Muirseth, have you seen the doctor recently? I didn't find her when I went to Rhodes Island. Where did she go?" Roy took the empty cup to the water dispenser to rinse it briefly, then turned to Muirseth and asked.

"You mean the doctor? Before you came back, she found a new active ingredient for curing mineral sickness in the plants I brought. After I gave her all those plants, I never saw her again."

"I asked Dr. Kal'tsit, and she said that she is researching new oripathy medicine and oripathy detection systems, and is currently not available to meet with guests," Muirseth explained to Roy.

"Oh, I'll go look for her when I have time today." Roy guessed that the doctor was obsessed with his research, just like the last time in Rhodes Island.

"I don't know if she's eating well and has a regular schedule. If I find her eating instant noodles again, I'll take away all her instant noodles." Roy muttered to himself.

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After Muirseth left, Roy took out the latest version of the Kazdel map, which was the version used within the military, and marked the specific locations of each station.

The current Kazdel army is mainly composed of the former Scavenger Army, the remnants of the former Military Committee and former mercenaries, and their combat qualities vary greatly.

Fortunately, after the training of Neczrei and Tracys, it now looks like a formal army.

After receiving the high-speed warships delivered by Victoria, the army's combat effectiveness has been raised to a new level.

Unfortunately, the number of shells that matched the original ship's guns was severely insufficient, and they were used up after a few rounds of training tests.

Without shells, these naval guns were just scrap metal, and were dismantled and studied by the engineering department. Instead, they installed magic naval guns on these warships, which placed high demands on the gunners' spellcasting.

Compared with the original naval guns, the magic naval guns have simplified the production process of the shells. In theory, as long as there is a large amount of pure source stone and the gun body material is tough enough, the magic naval guns can keep roaring and firing.

The flying speed and power of magic naval guns far exceed those of traditional artillery shells. The high-energy energy not only squeezes the air in front, but also makes it thinner, thereby reducing resistance.

With the naval guns firing at full power, one salvo is enough to melt a high-speed warship in an instant.

Thick armor will be like butter meeting a hot knife under absolutely high temperatures, with no protective capabilities.

Recently, the Engineering Department and the Spell R&D Department jointly came up with the concept of a fully automatic naval gun. The PPT was handed to Roy's desk, requesting some funding.

Roy looked at the PPT and understood what these crazy people meant. They tried to use magic creations or witchcraft arrays to operate the ship's guns instead of the gunners.

Only by abandoning the weak human spirit and body can the full strength of naval guns be brought into play.

Roy recalled the extraordinary physiques of the Sarkaz. Without the restrictions of oripathy, they used spells without hesitation.

If you are not careful, you will damage the street, but if you pay the money a few times, people will behave themselves.

Some bored old folks would temporarily serve as law enforcement officers on the streets, and their perception range was ridiculously large, easily covering several blocks.

Once they find that their precious city is damaged, the troublemakers may fall into a deep and peaceful sleep at any time. No other country has such strong locals.

Such a Terra Superman still couldn't satisfy those people who were afraid of insufficient firepower. In comparison, Roy felt that he was still too normal.

He just thought that if any country was dissatisfied, he would teleport to the capital of that country and let them experience the feeling of the entire city flying into the sky.

Even so, Roy still gave a suggestion that it would be best to develop an intelligent fire control system that could directly lock, aim, take off, and have a one-stop service.

"Although such national defense capabilities can cope with most situations, it is still not enough. After all, the number of high-speed warships is limited and it is impossible to cover all situations."

"Once you face a multi-front war, it's easy to fall into a passive position."

Roy stroked his chin and studied the map thoughtfully.

Finally, he picked up a pen and drew a big circle outside the border of Kazdel, and then drew another circle near the border line.

"Well, I would like to call it the Kazdel Scourge Defense Belt. I believe that no army in this land can forcibly cross dozens of kilometers of Scourge and enter the land of Kazdel."