The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

This was Akado's first contact with the devil, and he was very sorry that it happened in this way.

The dark meat paste was almost in a liquid state.

Go back a few minutes.

Skadi pulled out a big sword from somewhere... It seemed that when she was robbing the lander, she also robbed the police armory in the parking lot.

The solution she mentioned was to pick up the sword and smash it into the "Count Impaler".

The evil fragment naturally resisted, engulfing the surrounding space with darkness, calling upon the essence of the subject to bring in what he feared, erasing him from his memory.

Then the demonic fragment called upon Skadi's essence, but instead pulled itself into the deep sea.

The black tentacle with cloudy yellow eyeballs twitched violently, then stopped moving, allowing Skadi to mash it into mud.

Akado was quite interested in this kind of magic that could penetrate into the essence of the soul.

I heard that the fragment of the evil demon is only a tiny piece of His body.

But he was not prepared to lock the evil spirit into his own body like the inner guards did.

If its fragments were reborn through flesh and blood...Acardo looked at the fragments of tissue in "The Piercing Count" that had turned black after being infected by the evil spirit.

Can activated metal also become a carrier of evil fragments?

Akado carried the almost scrapped "Count Piercer" into the land vehicle and went into the temporary workshop he built to start researching. After being processed by Skadi, the demon fragments no longer had the weirdness that would pollute the mind as rumored.

Crunch...the sharp sound of metal deformation echoed in the compartment.

058. The big one is coming

The land vehicle was parked quietly in the snow, which completely covered it like a small hill.

Akado walked out of the workshop with a dozen sheets of printed paper in his hand. After verification, he was sure that the demon's fragments maintained a considerable enthusiasm for activating metal... After being processed by Skadi, the fragments no longer had independent consciousness and only retained instincts similar to those of a living organism.

He also took the time to copy down a series of damage data that the "Count of Impaler" obtained during the siege by the internal guards, made a bunch of mathematical models, and hung them on the wall of the workshop.

Skadi was singing in the snow. She said she loved singing.

The unfamiliar Agor language floated slowly, elegantly and clearly, against the cold wind.

Quill and Texas didn't understand the lyrics, but they understood the emotions in the singing.

A faint sadness lingers in my heart, mixed with vague joy and expectation.

The hatch suddenly opened, the singing stopped, Skadi put her hands behind her back, turned around slowly, and looked at the blood demon standing in the hatch. She was becoming more and more like the doctor... Now she was the doctor.

"Are you done with your work?" Skadi tilted her head and looked at Akado.

"Just waiting for someone."

Blood Demon looked into the distance. They had arrived.

The white beast came running wildly, with a thunderous tremor that shook the earth and mountains. It was like a moving mountain.

Immediately afterwards, the mountains collapsed, and Miss Nian fell to the ground with a flying sound. The heat from the holes all over her body dissipated rapidly... Water vapor spurted out of her pores, causing the surrounding snow to melt rapidly. A large amount of water flowed onto the snow blanket, and then repeated the states of "solidification" and "melting" between the extreme cold of the tundra and the high heat emitted by Miss Nian.

A stack of metal shipping containers plowed long dents into the snow.

Akado yawned, jumped off the land vehicle, opened the boxes marked [Land vehicle modification, power modification] and [Basic mechanical tools], dragged out the parts and tools inside, and started modifying the land vehicle in the snow.

Ever since being infected with a severe mineral disease, Akado seemed to have gradually begun to move away from the category of living things.

His metabolic system almost stopped functioning, and all the food he ate would be broken down by the "Apostles" and completely utilized.

No more sweating, no more secretion of hormones. A considerable portion of the countless complex chemical reactions in ordinary human cells disappeared in Acardo.

Even standing in the deadly cold, he seemed unaffected. Wearing that crimson suit, he slowly hammered at two iron bars, then took out a welding gun with adjusted power and began to weld them together.

Feather Pen finished reading the book "Summary of Ursus's Annual Scientific Research Results in 1093" that Akado threw to him. After about three hours, the land runner was finally modified. Several Originium engines were added for propulsion, connected to the long metal platform.

The remaining containers only had one box of food and water, and nearly seven boxes of expensive experimental materials. They were installed on a fixed platform with rollers at the bottom, and were moved by the main drive land vehicle.

"Have you found the Integration Movement?" Skadi asked Bloodseeker.

"We only found a few internal guards and the Ursus Army."

"Searching in the opposite direction of the army's movement, we will encounter the Integration Movement sooner or later... Patriot is a general with a far-sighted military vision."

"I'll try my best to find it," Accardo sat in the passenger seat and rolled down the window. The cold wind from the snow washed away the slight trance brought on by the high-intensity work.

*

Hawks and falcons circled low in the sky, chirping in alarm, and then flew further south. A blizzard was about to fall, a natural disaster. The high-speed air currents carried countless fragments of Originium, and the extremely dense Originium dust accumulated into dark clouds, covering the distant sky layer by layer. Hundreds of kilometers away, the branches were swaying with the sudden strong wind, shaking off the snow and icicles. The tumor beasts dug holes in the ground and hid in the deep soil, not caring whether there was enough food before starting a short hibernation.

The white Carters girl narrowed her eyes and saw a strange sky in the telescope.

"A natural disaster has broken out in the distance, and it's approaching us."

She looked behind her at a burly Ursusian wrapped in heavy black armor. This was a shield guard of the Infected Guerrillas, once a member of Ursus' most elite combat unit.

The shield guard nodded seriously, then shouted towards the sentry tower standing to the west, "Ivan! Are those broken instruments of yours still usable?"

"What's wrong?!" Ivan poked his head out from the watchtower and shouted back.

"Yelena said that a natural disaster is coming in the distance! Let's verify it!"

Ivanbi gestured to indicate that he had received it, and then fiddled with the weather detectors that had been in disrepair for a long time...

So fucked.

He muttered to himself, his eyes full of worry and confusion.

The density of Originium particles in the air was almost twice as high as before, and the needle of the airflow meter was swinging wildly.

Natural disaster is coming.

059. Yelena

The news that the Scourge was about to attack the Reunion base spread like wildfire.

......

The black-haired Fidelia boy sat by the campfire, his little face covered with Originium crystals was full of confusion. He looked at his companions.

"Ino, the guerrilla uncles said that a natural disaster seems to be coming."

"Natural disaster? Sasha, what is a natural disaster?" Ino's voice was hoarse, as if his throat was filled with stones.

"Well, natural disasters are..." The black-haired Fidelia boy called Sasha thought about what Alina taught in class yesterday, "It's a place that brings a lot of Originium! If you're in it, your Ore Disease will get worse!"

"!" Ino's eyes widened, "Then we must run away quickly. No, let Sister Tallulah lead everyone to run away together!"

Even the children knew that the natural disaster was coming.

......

Some people started to escape overnight.

The camp no longer had the harmony it once had, and the villagers' faces were filled with unconcealable panic.

Alina's work became even more difficult, because the infected people in the camp were no longer willing to cooperate in reporting the number of supplies. If it weren't for the prestige of the patriots, there might even be a terrible situation such as large-scale escape or mutiny.

In other words, it is precisely because the tundra is full of dangers that the guerrillas with powerful military forces can make most people feel a little more at ease.

But today's integration movement cannot support the survival of so many people.

Tallulah was finally forced into a desperate situation and she had to make a decision.

It took her nearly a month, until the news of the coming disaster spread throughout the organization, before she finally made a list.

"Let's count the supplies and migrate south," Tallulah found Alina in a stone house.

"But there is not enough food..." Alina's face was filled with unconcealable worry.

"Yes, there is enough food," Tallulah's expression became increasingly gloomy. "Let's prepare to migrate. Alina, please take care of the children tonight."

She pushed the door open and walked out. A gust of cold wind hit her body, making her feel cold. There was no sunshine in the sky, it was gray and snowflakes were floating.

"Hehe, my daughter..." Faintly, the voice of the old man who had long since died came to my ears, "What are you doing? Pushing those infected people who are working for your ideals into hell?"

"Shut up..." Tallulah pursed her lips.

"The Patriots are powerful, right? They chose to stay because they trust the Integration Movement to protect them. They believe that you, with the guerrillas, can turn those verbal fantasies into reality..." The voice sounded again, "You should understand that those who don't trust you have left long ago, but you want to put those infected who trust you to death."

“Shut up…” Tallulah clenched her fists.

"Hey, you lied to them to stay in the village, but you took the fawn, the guerrillas, the snow monster and the children away and never came back. You have really grown up and have started to learn to use the tricks I taught you."

"Shut up!" Tallulah growled, her eyes full of anger and fatigue.

"Tallulah?" The white-haired Carters girl froze in place.

"Yelena..." The leader of the Reunion Movement shuddered, "Sorry, I just thought of something bad."

"You look terrible," Yelena handed over a small candy, "Have something sweet, maybe it will make you feel better."

"Ah, don't tease me..." Tallulah forced a smile, "Last time I ate your candy, I choked on my tears."

Yelena was very pretty, with a delicate look that was different from the tundra residents. After years of being scratched by wind and snow, her pretty face was still fair and delicate. The scar on her nose broke the inherent fragility of the Carter tribe, adding a bit of heroism and perseverance. She wore a white winter coat and thick heat-insulating gloves, and gently patted Tallulah's shoulder.

“Then cheer up, Tallulah,” the girl frowned, “We are waiting for your order.”

"I will," Tallulah took a deep breath, "I will do my best."

His voice was trembling, as if he was trying to show off, or perhaps he was hypnotizing himself.

*

There was a small dial on the operating table that was spinning restlessly.

It is used to measure the concentration of Originium particles in the outside atmosphere.

"It's a natural disaster," Accardo rolled up the window.

Skadi activated the air storage device built into the land vehicle, preparing to extract air, filter certain Originium particles, and store them for use in response to natural disasters.

In order to prevent the inhalation of large amounts of Originium dust, the four people in the land vehicle cannot go out when a natural disaster strikes. The respiratory protection equipment will be saturated, so they must close the windows and doors in the first few days and continue to pump relatively clean oxygen into the room to survive.

Blizzard?...Acardo took off his gas mask and put it on his face.

He had to leave the land vehicle for a while to perform a secondary fixation on the container towed behind.

060. Decomposition of movement

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and in the land vehicle one could faintly hear the sound of source stone crystals hitting the metal shell. Ding-dong-dong, it sounded like a triangle.

Fortunately, this land vehicle is a military model independently developed by Ursus, with excellent quality. Even in a blizzard, as long as it carries enough weight, it can remain safe and sound. The light industrial products produced by Ursus are indeed relatively backward, but it is undeniable that in the field of military science, Ursus is at the forefront of the times.

There were few iconic natural landscapes in the tundra, and the land vehicle could only use a compass to determine the general direction of travel without a map. Skadi had bad luck. After driving for two consecutive days, Akardo did not find any trace of the Reunion Movement. Instead, they ran into the movement track of the Scourge.

The blizzard was chasing after the land vehicle and was expected to completely engulf the land vehicle in one day. The scope of the natural disaster was too large, and no matter how it turned, it would be useless.

At that time, the compass will also fail, and the only way to avoid getting lost is to walk in a straight line as much as possible. Whether you can find the integrated movement depends entirely on luck.

But...no one would be stupid enough to hide in a natural disaster instead of running away, right?

"What a hassle," Blood Demon left the cockpit and went to his adopted daughter's bedroom to teach her new lessons.

Since she has already encountered the evil demon, she can take the opportunity to introduce her to the composition and strength of the army.

As for how Akado knew...Miss Skadi used the Doctor's memory to reveal to him the military strength of all the countries on Terra.

In that world where all nations united to fight against the Sea Si, the Doctor took on the responsibility of commanding the deployment of all fronts. Naturally, he was well aware of the armed forces of each country.

Quill was curled up in the bed, wrapping himself up in the quilt.

In order to pull the containers behind it, the land vehicle needs to share a lot of energy with the power system, which causes the heating to be turned on intermittently.

The little girl is not a giant like Nian, and Liberi's physical fitness is not as good as the talented Rupert in Texas. It is normal for her to be afraid of the cold.

The door opened with a click, and the Blood Demon walked in carrying the last oven in the lander.

The quill that had wrapped itself into a small ball squirmed, poked out its little head, and looked at Akado pitifully.

"Class." Akado sat down at the head of the bed and spoke briefly.

The quill moved tremblingly and moved closer to him.

"Are you so afraid of the cold?" The Blood Demon hadn't felt what "cold" meant for almost a hundred years. Quill nodded repeatedly.