The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

"With this time, I might as well write two more pages of code." She sat cross-legged in her underwear on the bed piled with clothes, typing on an outdated laptop and surfing the Internet intensively.

She had to seize the opportunity to chat with her netizens while there were mobile city-states passing by.

In the simple forum, it was as if there was a screen between us. Everyone was freed from their restraints and began to speak freely, daring to say anything.

Netizens are heatedly discussing the pros and cons of the policies of the contemporary Demon King Theresa and the leader of the Military Committee Theresis.

The former often promulgated some people-friendly policies, exempted numerous taxes, improved people's livelihood, negotiated many diplomatic affairs, and tried every means to improve the economic level of Kazdel residents.

The latter organized and established a military committee to resist foreign interference, supervised the construction of mobile cities needed for the revival of Kazdel, and took on the responsibility of national defense and military.

In these years of development, mobile cities have been completed one after another, and countless policies have been updated and iterated.

But it will always affect the interests of some people.

For example... some of the small nobles in the royal court are not even as wealthy as the common people who do business, and their political status is constantly declining. But they can do nothing but vent their grievances on the Internet. The inheritance of bloodline and their own strength determine that even if they unite to resist, they cannot fight against the rule of the demon king, so they might as well accept the reality honestly.

The city-state network did provide them with an outlet for their emotions.

[Want to get under the skirt of His Majesty the Demon King: What is Tracys doing recently... Forcibly collecting non-organized weapons and armor to equip the Royal City garrison?! What a joke! ]

[Blood Demon King's diehard fan: So, Her Majesty Theresa still has no plans to find a husband? ]

[There are weeds in the stone: Maybe he is secretly having fun with His Majesty Akado. ]

[I can't handle the anger anymore: Maybe it's not just His Majesty Akado. After all, a weak woman like this can sit on the throne, so it must be...]

[......(The topic has gone off track, netizens began to discuss Theresa's private life fiercely)]

Until, amidst the overwhelming obscenities, a discordant voice suddenly emerged.

【Thirty silver coins and a straw rope: I hope you all will not forget that the land under your feet is Kazdel when you surf the Internet. Anyone who insults the crown will eventually be punished by being cut into pieces.】

[01001000: Uh, although, this is a city-state network, even a pardoner can't catch anyone. ]

[01001000: You really talk like an antique. What era is this now...]

The man who gave [thirty silver coins and a rope] never replied again.

Picking up some electronic communication books left behind by Colombian mercenaries, Kulusier taught herself those advanced network technologies.

Kazdel is now in a harmonious era of dual king rule, and naturally has access to the city-state network, but the equipment is all of the old generation, and there are no modern high-tech talents, so it naturally cannot stop Klushir's visit.

She easily broke into the center of the city-state and accessed the top-secret information.

Oh, importing weapons, counter-suppression operations... these are really great news.

She scratched her messy long hair and tapped her white feet. "Forget it, let's see if there are any new TV series. Quickly download some to the database..."

"Huh?!" A text message suddenly popped up on the computer screen.

Ah, it seems like someone is replying to me in private chat...

【Thirty silver coins and a straw rope: I found you.】

Kelucil was stunned for a moment. What does that mean? My IP address is virtual, and the port is always changing. I am connected to the Internet from overseas, and even encrypted through a forum.

Found me? You must be kidding.

[01001000: If you have the guts, come find me? ]

Kalshiel has a sense of technological superiority, just like humans to Originium bugs, and mobile cities to small villages.

boom! ! !

The roof collapsed in an instant, smoke and dust filled the air, and the precious metal instruments were smashed to pieces.

Klushier crawled out of the ruins covered in dust and grief.

This attic contains the hard work she has accumulated over more than ten years.

The blood demon in a crimson suit lifted her up and said, "Now we have found it."

On his left hand, the mobile terminal was glowing with a light blue halo.

【The hack was successful.】

"A blood demon of your age didn't even participate in the military committee?!"

Akado was a little surprised. According to his understanding of his fellow tribesmen, bloodlust and bellicosity were instinctive and it was rare for someone to suppress them.

After the long war, Kazdel, which is in ruins, now has to face endless temptations and suppression from the outside world.

As a militant group with a fanatical pursuit of blood, the Blood Demon Court serves as the main offensive force in Tracys's Military Committee.

"What does it matter? I don't like fighting!" Kluchil struggled angrily, "I prefer the smell of motor oil to blood!"

"..." Akado had never thought that he would hear such an answer.

He was doing scientific research in Colombia, and came specifically to deliver a batch of supplies to Theresa, including large quantities of food, medical resources, and second-level military equipment.

It's just a slight correction in the mobile city passing by.

But I encountered an unexpected surprise.

The blood instantly engulfed the surrounding smoke and dust, destroying the collapsed roof, revealing the production table full of tools and a computer unit connected by complex cables.

He threw the girl back onto the bed, "What's your name?"

That condescending attitude made Klushier extremely unhappy.

"Hey, you think you are..."

She saw Akado's face clearly.

Eh? ! !

This is not the one...

The Blood Demon King that the elders at home always talk about?!

"My name is Klothir," she lowered her head and answered honestly.

Just as she thought Akado would scold her like those elders.

"It's a great hobby," Akado suddenly said, "Since you love it, keep going..."

But Lucille was confused. Hey, this is the most famous battlefield leader of the Blood Demon Court.

“I’m working at a research institute in Colombia.”

Akado tapped the mobile terminal on his left wrist.

A faint mechanical voice sounded: [Welcome to the Rhine Life Mobile Database, Director Akado.]

Klushel's eyes widened.

This person is not just an antique at all; he is clearly the new era leader of the Sarkaz, a living role model, and an idol!

She didn't care about etiquette, status, or the difference in strength. She rushed over, held Akado's hand tightly, and looked hard at the mobile terminal.

Wow, what a beautiful shape, what an elegant curve, where is the power supply? What is the screen operating system? ......

This is a masterpiece of the industrial system!

An indescribable sense of identification flows in my heart.

It’s like walking alone in the wilderness for a long, long time, and suddenly you meet a great man who is older than you. He doesn’t criticize you, but just speaks softly and cares for you.

That feeling of "like-mindedness" is undoubtedly touching.

Koluchil used all her life's strength, "Teacher! Please teach me! Become an excellent engineer!!!"

097. Quill, this is your mother

boom.

The door opens and closes.

The ragged Kulushier was thrown into the living room.

She got up with tears in her eyes, shivered in the cold Ursus air, and then left the dormitory in dejection.

The door of Quill Pen's room was not closed. The girl stood by the crack of the door and looked at it for a long time before she quietly returned to the bed, closed her eyes contentedly and went to sleep.

Akado realized that his adopted daughter, who had been pretending to be asleep, had finally fallen asleep, so he got up and left the room.

AM, 3:02.

The stars flowed peacefully in the night, and Rhodes Island was bathed in the moonlight, drifting in the sea of ​​sand.

The world was completely silent, with only the vast sea of ​​sand, the endless night, and then the flowing stars. In the distance, there were clawed beasts moving, their claws and long legs knocking on the rock surface, making a tiny rustling sound.

On the deserted deck, a pale blood demon stood by the fence, her petite figure outlined in a pitch-black dress.

"Good evening, Acardo."

Huafalin was dressed more solemnly and elegantly than ever before. She lifted the hem of her skirt to salute, spoke softly, and strolled in the moonlight, like a princess from a fairy tale.

Accardo was still wearing the same crimson suit. He took off his round sunglasses and top hat and looked up at the night sky.

"What on earth do you think?"

He was both angry and amused by Klushier's night attack. His most promising student was thinking about these strange things all day long.

Warfarin slowly approached Akado and held his hand.

Like the first confession, she whispered, "I like you."

That year, spring came and flowers bloomed, and everything happened naturally and peacefully like tea.

This night, however, was filled with anxiety, trembling, fear and regret.

To love someone you can be humble to the dust, and then, being humble, a flower will bloom.

The blood demon, who used to not care much about appearance, also imitated Victoria's noble lady. He put on light makeup, changed into the most expensive dress, wore jewelry, and learned to be elegant and dignified.

"I said before, we all have our own ideals. There is nothing wrong with pursuing our ideals."

"..." Huafalin didn't say anything about giving up. She would not give up her ideals.

But equally, she wasn't ready to give up on Akado.

"I'm a greedy person," she said, leaning her head gently on Accardo's arm.

Her long silver-white hair was neatly braided into small braids and hung with some gold teardrop-shaped chains.

"Greedy people speak humble words," Akado patted her head, "Well, tell me what you plan to do."

Huafalin hugged Akado's arm tightly, "I don't need passionate courtship, or constant companionship..."

"Even if we can only meet occasionally."

She pulled Akado to sit on the cold ground, "As long as I can recover what I lost..."

Her rosy eyes were filled with tears.

She had been waiting for this day, holding these words in her heart, for half a century.

Pain and regret mixed with love brew the most bitter wine in the heart, and then taste it alone every night.

When I hear a name or see some objects, I always shed tears unconsciously.

She had had enough of this kind of life.

Huafalin no longer cared what she was saying, she just wanted an answer.

"You are the doctor on this ship, yet you are seeking an oath from a wandering scholar," Akado held her in his arms, "It's like..."

"Your adopted daughter doesn't seem to pay attention to distance," Huafalin suddenly said, puffing her cheeks and looking a little annoyed. "You definitely can't teach her about that, but I can!"

"Alright, alright, stop being awkward, I've had enough!"

"..." Akado patted her back, "You're going to cry."

"No!" Huafalin held back her tears.

"You are so old, but still so childish," sighed the Blood Demon. When he was with Huafalin, it was rare for him to recall his life when he was young.

He is not young anymore.

Having lived for two hundred years, I am used to seeing separations and deaths.

Those followers who would have charged into battle with him have long since turned into piles of bones. Their souls are still more or less in the dead river, but their lives have become part of the yellow sand.

At least this guy can live a long time.