Ark Undead

After eating two pieces to fill my somewhat deflated stomach, I washed my hands and lay down on the bed.

For this silly golden retriever whose mind is only focused on food, being able to eat and be happy is the most satisfying thing for her.

She didn't care what the Undying Stranger and the White-Haired Big Sister were saying!

After Skadi finished washing in Kroos, she went in and rinsed herself off as well. Then she dried her hair in front of the warm campfire.

A moment later, even breathing could be heard; Kroos had fallen asleep.

Skadi, having dried her hair slightly, looked up.

"Good night."

The immortal nodded and said.

"Good night."

...

Early the next morning, the Undead picked up his greatsword and hung it on his back.

Skadi heard the noise and looked up with her slightly dazed eyes at the undead who was about to leave.

"Immortal?"

"I'm going out. You guys, do as you please. I'll be back tonight."

"Oh."

After hearing this, Skadi lowered her head again and buried herself in her arms to sleep a little longer.

She wasn't fully awake yet and needed more time to wake up.

The Undying Man didn't care about anything else. He pushed open the hotel room door. He had an appointment to go to the Lungmen Guard Bureau to see Officer Chen.

As soon as he stepped out of the hotel, the Undead was greeted by a noisy cacophony.

"Soup dumplings! Fresh soup dumplings! Cheap, delicious and inexpensive!"

"Boss, two fried dough sticks, a bowl of soy milk, and a basket of dumplings, please."

"Hey, here's your lunchbox! Thank you, that'll be twenty yuan."

"I left the money here!"

The scene at Longmen in the morning struck the Undead man like a hammer blow, making him feel dizzy.

The bustling morning market, the shouts of vendors, and the sounds of transactions gave the Undead a novel experience they had never felt before.

Although the roadside isn't wide, and is even a bit narrow, you can still find your favorite shop and sit down for breakfast by walking through the crowds.

Enjoying the aroma of various breakfast options mixed together while waiting for the owner to bring you your food – this is the daily life of the people of Longmen.

Despite having no sense of smell, this scene truly silenced the undead.

The different lifestyles brought about by different cultures are also a point of great interest to the Undead.

He was curious about what kind of country would have such a lifestyle.

However, he didn't have time to stay and experience it slowly. He headed towards the Guard Bureau along the familiar route he had taken the night before.

His full suit of armor and greatsword made him the best trailblazer; no one wanted to provoke such a big man and avoided him as much as possible.

The survivors also tried to keep their movements confined to the area around the streets so as not to disrupt people's normal lives.

Although no one spoke, the path opened up before the Undead without any obstruction.

After passing through the bustling morning market, the Undying Man turned in another direction, and the scene changed again.

Victorian-style buildings stand side by side. Just around the corner, you can find two architectural styles in one city.

The immortal glanced back, then looked back at the scene before him.

When I walked through here the night before last, I didn't have such a strong feeling. It was too late then, and I didn't have time to pay attention to these things.

Looking at it again now, it truly evokes a sense of awe.

The Undead, still reeling from the shock of his newfound understanding, arrived at the entrance of the Guard Bureau.

The Royal Guard Bureau hadn't opened yet, but people were already squatting at the entrance and sitting on the steps.

Two or three policemen sat side by side on the steps, each holding their own food.

Some people were slurping up a bowl of noodles, while others took a bite of a steamed bun and then sipped some soy milk.

The immortal walked over in silence and sat on the steps.

"?" The guy slurping noodles looked up to see who it was, but the noodles in his mouth almost got stuck in his throat, making him cough twice.

"Cough cough!?!"

The three of them knew who this person was, of course. No one would forget the spectacle that day. It was really not good that such a fan-driven scene could happen in the usually serious Guard Bureau.

But who is he? He's an immortal! He's a war knight!

If we don't respect the strong, who should we respect?

Of course, flight attendants are an exception.

Watching the undead sit calmly on the steps in front of the Guard Bureau, just like them, the three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Finally, the policeman, who was still eating a steamed bun, mustered up his courage and went over, took out a large steamed bun from the bag, and handed it to the immortal.

"Mr. War Knight, have you eaten?"

"I won't eat it."

The Undead shook his head, then turned to look at the policeman, sensing the goodwill emanating from him.

I just don't understand why he greeted me by asking if I had eaten or not.

To show his goodwill, the Undead even added a sentence.

"Thank you."

Hearing the word "thank you," the policeman was flattered and put away the steamed bun, sitting back down.

The four of them remained silent for more than ten minutes, feeling awkward and uncomfortable.

A police officer nearby secretly took out his phone and snapped two photos of the immortal man, then chuckled and put his phone away.

This situation was finally resolved when a figure arrived at the entrance of the Guard Bureau.

"What are you doing sitting at the door?"

Officer Chen, who had dragon horns, looked at the police officers with a strange expression.

"No one's answering the door?"

"Good morning, Mr. Chan!"

The policeman who was slurping noodles quickly put down his noodles, stood up, and saluted Officer Chen.

"The brother who was on night watch yesterday had to rush back home because of a family emergency, and he's waiting for someone to open the door."

"I see."

Officer Chen nodded. Just as she turned her head, she saw the Undead sitting on the steps on the other side.

Little Dragon Girl took a leek box from the bag she was carrying and handed it to the Undead.

Good morning, Mr. Undead, have you eaten yet?

"?" Are they obsessed with whether or not the person ate it?!

It's incomprehensible that no one dies.

136. Integration Movement

"Therefore, Lord Wei is truly unable to spare the time to see you. Please forgive him."

After inviting the Undying Man to his office, Officer Chen got straight to the point, telling him about his meeting with Wei Yanwu the previous day and proposing that the Undying Man meet with Wei Yanwu.

Unfortunately, Wei Yanwu seems to be busy with some special matters lately. He is not only frequently away from his residence, but also sometimes misses regular meetings.

Of course, Chen definitely couldn't tell the Undead about this.

Even the meeting with Chen Jianmian was just a brief encounter after Wei Yanwu received the news and rushed back.

Chen was received by Wei Yanwu's wife, Madam Wenyue.

Wei Yanwu simply told Chen to let the Undead learn about the Reunion Movement and not to let Chen judge anything based on his own subjective feelings.

So, after thinking for a while, Chen spoke to the Undead.

"However, Wei Gong also told me that if you really want to continue the investigation, you can start with the Reunion Movement, an organization made up of infected people."

When Chen mentioned the Integration Movement, he seemed hesitant to speak, but he didn't make it very obvious.

"Integration, movement?"

The Undead was slightly puzzled, but he quickly remembered something—a rumor he had heard in Victoria.

I heard that Drak's last successor appeared in Ursus, and even appeared on the battlefield as the leader of the infected.

"You mean, that leader, is Draco?"

"..."

Chen hadn't expected that the Undead had already reached this level of understanding. If he knew some of the details, he would probably have to go and see that person's resting place.

"Yes, this is Lord Wei's intention."

Chen seemed to be trying to distance herself from the matter. In reality, the Undying Man never intended to drag her into it.

Furthermore, during a conversation with the head of Karan Trade yesterday, the Undead also learned that Mr. Wei Yanwu, the current ruler of Lungmen, is also a member of the Yan Kingdom's dragon clan.

Since they're all dragons, the information might have some credibility, but the Undead aren't that foolish. They won't rashly set off to find the leader of the Reunion Movement before finding concrete evidence.

Moreover, he doesn't even know where the Reunion Movement is, let alone where to find this person.

Without a vast information network, it would be impossible to obtain such detailed intelligence.

And now, the Kalan trade can't extend its reach too far. As for the Aslan royalists, they're currently focused on reviving Victoria, so how could they possibly have time to learn about these things?

"In short, I've already secured this opportunity for you. In the future, remember to be mindful of your behavior in Lungmen and don't always go out in this strange armor."