The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

Hey, free things are the most expensive... Tallulah's expression became extremely gloomy.

Alina, who was sleeping in the tent, opened her eyes drowsily. The marching speed had been getting faster and faster during this period, which made her body a little exhausted. She accidentally fell asleep when she relaxed a little.

"Tallulah?" She looked at her best friend. "Are you angry?"

"I'm not angry," Tallulah's hand holding the pen trembled a little, "You woke up just in time, let's discuss the distribution of these foods..."

"Food?" Alina untied her sleeping bag, straightened her down jacket, and walked to Tallulah's side. She saw the table full of bottles and jars, which were clearly processed by modern food technology. It was obvious that the only one who could produce these things was the blood demon driving the lander.

A smile spread across Alina's face. "See, I didn't lie to you. Mr. Accardo is really a very good person!"

"You..." Tallulah's breathing stagnated slightly, her face turned pale, "Yes, he is indeed a very good person."

Why did Tallulah suddenly become even angrier? Alina was at a loss as to what to do.

“Oh, sorry, I just thought of something bad,” Tallulah patted her face, “Let’s go, there are still many people starving.”

There is no place to hunt in the tundra now, and there are deformed monsters everywhere.

The integration movement had to endure hunger along the way. Occasionally, when they found a tree that was not dead, they would pick leaves from it and dig through the snow to find weeds that were not completely frozen. They would burn them with fire and make grass cakes to eat.

The villagers in the tundra villages are hungry for at least half of the time throughout the year, and these grass cakes are a good way to satisfy their hunger.

After eating grass cakes for a few days, it’s time to switch to normal food.

Tallulah opened the lid of a can of luncheon meat, but was reluctant to eat it. She turned on the oil lamp, took a broken branch and lit it, using the flame to roast the metal bottom, watching the oil and water bubbling inside, and the seasoning mixed with the heated oil gave off an enticing aroma.

"Everyone come over and have something to eat." Tallulah looked at the infected children around her.

Most of the food was distributed to guerrilla fighters who had to do a lot of physical labor, and only a very small amount was given to children.

"Sister Tallulah won't eat?"

"I've eaten," Tallulah swallowed quietly, picked up a small piece and handed it to Elafia beside her, "Would you like to have one too, Alina?"

"...Have you really eaten it?" In return, I got questioning looks from my friends.

"Of course, but you were asleep and didn't see it," Tallulah patted her shoulder.

"Okay," Alina then opened her mouth and took small bites of the red luncheon meat.

This is the 55th day of the Reunion's march across the tundra.

There are only about a hundred kilometers left to get out of this frozen land.

It seemed that everything had hope, and time had returned to the years when the integration movement was at its peak. Every day, there was smoke rising from the kitchen, and the guerrilla fighters returned to the village carrying prey. The girls had already set up the boiler and lit the fire, and they skillfully cut the meat, washed it, rinsed it with water and sprinkled it with salt. A little further away, there was the sound of clothes slapping on the washboard.

Until the evil spirits became restless, the army group sent reinforcements one after another, and natural disasters struck.

A happy and beautiful life is as fragile as the thin ice covering the bottom of a well. It will be shattered into pieces if a small stone is thrown into it.

The remaining small group of Reunion members had already tacitly understood the truth of their "lost direction" in the past two months. No one would blame Tallulah.

If you want to live in this frozen land and live with your ideals, you must try your best and risk everything.

Being lost for a short time is not terrible. What is terrible is that they have run into a catastrophe that will lead to their certain death without knowing it.

Alina suddenly looked at Tallulah, "Are you tired?"

"You...what are you asking?" Tallulah was a little confused.

"Since a few months ago, you have always had a gloomy face, and you talk to yourself from time to time, and your expression is very scary." Alina pinched her friend's face.

"But now it seems that you are full of energy again!"

"Hmm, hmm..." Tallulah looked away, not daring to tell Alina that she almost became a different person.

Both of them have their own thoughts and secrets that they are unwilling to reveal.

They used to be close friends who could talk about anything, but now it seems as if there is a transparent wall between them, very thin, but it does exist.

They could both sense that the other was lying, and even if there was no ill intention, it was still a deception.

Alina hesitated to speak. She wanted to break this barrier, but didn't know how to explain it.

078. Hurry up and go first

"Hello, Mr. Akado," the white Carters girl called out to the blood demon.

"Hello, Yelena," Akado thought of the Doctor's memories and the deal with Skadi, and stopped.

"What's the matter?" He was patient with a stranger for once.

"I want to ask, do you know where Miss Skadi has gone..." Yelena has unknowingly regarded Skadi as a friend. The hardships of her childhood and the life in the tundra have made her as tough and noble as ice and snow. She can't stand the conspiracy of the nobles, nor can she tolerate the arrogance of those powerful people.

Skadi's unreserved trust and overt and covert care made Yelena difficult to deal with, but also deeply touched her. Yelena felt the heaviness of it, as if she was trying to redeem her regrets, or to cherish the memory of something lost... She couldn't describe the feeling in words, and she wasn't good at expressing her emotions.

"Do you... want some candy?" A grayish-white solid was placed in Skadi's palm without any explanation.

"Of course," Skadi was stunned for a moment, then peeled off the paper and put the "candy" into her mouth.

Yelena turned her head away, holding back her laughter, and tried hard not to look at Skadi's expression.

But the expected blushing and coughing did not occur.

Yelena looked at Skadi in surprise. She was smiling. Her pretty face, which seemed as indifferent as an iceberg, was filled with joy, as if she was a little girl who had found a treasure that she had accidentally forgotten.

It was night, but the girl with white hair and red eyes was long gone.

In front of him was Akado, who had the same indifferent expression.

"She has important things to accomplish."

"Will I... ever see her again?"

"Go find a pharmaceutical company called Rhode Island, she'll be waiting for you there."

The blood demon left the campfire.

......

The Sarkaz mercenaries all saw Akado.

Awe gradually filled their eyes. The first thing Hedley did after becoming the leader was to explain Akado's identity to the mercenaries.

This group of people grew up listening to Akado's stories since they were born.

In the era when the royal city of Kazdel fell and was shattered, the young blood demon took over the crown, conquered all directions, and finally returned the power and retired to a remote place.

Whether it was "The Blade of the Demon King" or "The Blood Demon King", these titles were not enough to describe the long years he had spent on the battlefield. He was like a meteor, growing from a babbling baby to a warrior holding a weapon in 12 years, and then streaking across the night sky of Kazdel. For nearly a hundred years, he had written a shocking legend and left behind countless unanswered mysteries.

Nowadays, most people are trying to find the source of Akado's power. History books say that he has mastered thousands of Originium techniques, but this is always questioned as fiction. However, the doubts are always refuted by veterans of the battlefields of various countries: "You are a fiction, you idiot, do you want to guess how my leg was broken?"

In the repeated academic tug-of-war, Akado, the legendary blood demon, became more and more mysterious. Scholars studying magic and history could rely on him to write many papers every year.

Little did people know that 100 years ago, everyone was more concerned about the gossip between the "Blood Demon King" Akado and the "Benevolent Monarch" Theresa.

It is said that the blood demon can enter and leave the Demon King's bedroom freely, and for a long time, he has been accompanying Theresa to attend various large-scale meetings.

Theresa was the most popular monarch, the current demon king who emerged from the battlefield. She had excellent methods of governing the city, and she was always considerate of the people's sufferings, showing that she was both civil and military. She had countless fanatical followers in Kazdel. If anyone else happened to have an affair with her majesty every day, they would probably have something to say. But Akado was the most famous war leader at the time and the benchmark of Kazdel's military power, which blocked all objections.

The psychological activities of those Sarkaz elders are no different from those of the young girls in the city-state network today. They are nothing more than "Ah, I'm so happy", "I support this couple!" "Get married! Get married!" "Ah, this is so sweet!"...

Then, just when everyone was speculating whether Theresa would marry Akado and form an unbreakable marriage barrier of interests, the blood demon who had served Kazdel for nearly a hundred years retired at the speed of light, began to study medicine, and actually made many achievements for him.

A mercenary took an old "Battlefield Self-Save Guide" and excitedly opened the cover, as if he wanted Akado to sign it. If he could get this back to Kazdel, who knows how much he could sell it for.

No, there is no need to go to Kazdel. Even if we send it to Columbia or Leitania, we can get a good price.

W smacked his lips, then turned back to look at his team, "Everyone, pay attention to me, have you never seen an old antique?"

"Antique handwriting is valuable, Boss."

"Money, money, money, that's all you care about..." W cursed, "If you want to get it, help me get one too."

As she spoke, she pulled out a booklet from her pocket - a "Battlefield Self-Save Guide" that she had bought from an unknown black market and threw it to the mercenary in her team.

......

The Blood Demon left the base of the Integration Movement and happened to meet the Wendigo who had just killed a deformed scaly beast.

Akado glanced at the dark blood on the Patriot's body and took a step back without saying a word.

“…” The Patriot didn’t know how to react for a moment.

Akado smacked his nose, then walked into the night empty-handed, not even turning back, "If nothing unexpected happens, we'll say goodbye here."

"Thanks for the assistance."

"If you want to catch up with old friends, you can go to Chernobog, where Hellagur runs an underground clinic for the infected."

"If you want to continue the ideals of the integration movement, then I recommend you find a pharmaceutical company called Rhodes Island. Kal'tsit is there."

"Lord Kelsey..." The Patriot fell into deep thought.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I will be working on Rhodes Island for quite some time in the future," Akado disappeared into the darkness of the tundra. "See you again if we are lucky, last Wendigo. Your crimes will be judged by the Demon King himself."

(A little extra. Got to sleep. I have to wake up early tomorrow. I'm so sleepy~)

(Go ahead, this is my 3:20 AM hell update!)

079. Chili rice, no rice, thank you

In the Land Walker's kitchen, Quill is cooking.

A small metal pot was placed on the induction cooker powered by Originium, three empty plastic bottles were thrown into the trash can, and the drinking water was heated to boiling.

Theoretically, snow can be boiled to get water. The boiling water temperature can treat most of the bacteria and viruses present in the water. However, Miss Nian, who has seen those dark and deformed monsters crawling out of the snow, felt very uncomfortable and strongly protested many times. But Feather Pen insisted on continuing to use the burned snow to cook today.

The hatch suddenly opened, the cold wind blew on the ground, and Rupert, wearing full power armor, walked into the land vehicle.

"What's in the bucket?" Quill poked his head out of the kitchen.

Texas carried a bucket of something black and smelly, his steps heavy, "It's snow."

Quill shuddered.

She calculated the food and water reserves of the lander. There were only a few dozen kilometers left before leaving the tundra. She could just use the drinking water to cook... It would be okay to be a little extravagant, right? The supplies in the lander and the three meals a day were all managed by the feather pen.

A box of dehydrated vegetables was poured into boiling hot water.

"Does anyone want to eat anything?" Quill asked the three people on the lander.

"..." Akado never cared about the food he ate.

"..." Texas silently bit the dessert in her mouth. She was not very picky about food.

"Spicy, simple," Miss Nian raised her hand.

"For example?" Quill suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Chili rice without rice," Nian took out a handful of dried chili from somewhere and threw it into the rice cooker with a smile.

"Chili..." He twisted a bright red chili with the feather pen and put it in front of his nose to sniff. It was so choking. Is it really okay to eat so much?

She had hardly ever eaten spicy food and didn't understand what she was about to face.

Soon, a plate of mixed food was placed on the table.

Then, Miss Nian rushed into the kitchen excitedly, rushed to help, and took out the rice from the rice cooker with a glass lid.

Even though the glass cover was not opened, Akado could already smell a strong spicy smell and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Bang. The rice cooking container was placed on the dining table, and Nian opened the lid with a bang. She took everyone's bowls with a smile and filled them with bright red rice. Now she seemed to be acting like a "servant", although her original intention was probably just to see the other three people make a fool of themselves.

Texas' face turned pale.

The pungent smell made Quill's eyes tear up. She covered her mouth and sneezed softly a few times, her eyes red.

The Blood Demon looked at the bowl of chili rice that was almost the same color as blood, and fell into deep thought. He could only digest most of the food he ate, but his taste buds were still intact. This thing... To be honest, if you encounter it on the battlefield, no one would eat it even if they starved to death.

Just eat one bite and you don’t have to fight the battle. Just find a place to squat. If you can defeat diarrhea within a day, you will be successful.

Nian took his seat and began to eat with gusto, "Well, this is just a light bite. It's not too spicy. Everyone, don't just stand there and eat quickly!"

As she spoke, she opened her mouth and blew out a small ball of hot flame.

Quill curiously picked up a small piece of rice and put it in her mouth to chew. Her face turned red, sweat began to seep from her forehead, and her pearly lips became red and swollen. She choked and tears came out. She coughed and hurriedly looked for her water cup.

The good news is that the cup was found. The bad news is that it was a thermos cup filled with scalding hot water.

Akado patted her little head and handed her his cup of water.

"Woo, woo, woo," the girl seized the opportunity to act coquettishly. She threw herself into Accardo's arms and rubbed her forehead against his chest.