Arknights? Colonization Ark!

Zhang Miao complained to Yelena in the back seat with one hand on the steering wheel.

"Your father is still a little euphemistic. This is no longer the realm of the people's tough character."

To say that everyone can be a soldier is to underestimate these Sarkaz. They are almost gangsters in every position. I guess the first thing they learned after being born was not how to cry, but how to chop people with a machete.

Yelena also mercilessly complained about her father

"I really don't know how that old guy developed such a stubborn temper in a place like this."

Since entering the range of Kazdel, the blue sky and white clouds seem to have become a thing of the past, and everything here seems to be covered with a gray filter.

The endless plains and the abandoned fields on both sides of the road were overgrown with human-high weeds, which might hide a pair of malicious eyes. Rusted and broken weapons were everywhere, and from time to time one or two unidentifiable corpses could be seen lying in the grass.

Perhaps the merchants from other places are also mercenaries.

Here, "bones are exposed in the wild, and no roosters crow for a thousand miles" is not an exaggerated adjective, but a statement of fact.

The jungle wasteland on both sides of the window quickly passed by, and the originally lifeless wilderness gradually had some pedestrians and farmers who were harvesting crops.

Farmers are a rare profession in Kazdel.

If you ask the Sarkaz to pick up a hoe, most of them will just use it to smash other people's heads.

Most of the crops in the fields are potatoes and moss, because these two things have high yields.

It can be said that the reason Kazdel has not suffered famine until now is entirely thanks to potatoes.

As for whether it tastes good or not, that is not within the consideration of the Sarkaz. People have to survive first before considering other things.

"How does this place compare to the old Ursus countryside?"

Zhang Miao asked Yelena with great interest how she felt about this place.

"Hmm... I feel that this place is much better than the village on the Ursus Icefield. The land is fertile and the climate is good. I really don't know why they all flocked out to become mercenaries. Isn't it better to farm at home?"

Yelena also couldn't understand why these Sarkaz were so keen on fighting. Although there was a civil war going on now, it shouldn't affect agricultural production.

It's such a waste to leave so much land here.

"Besides, it should have been many years since anyone attacked them. If it were in the past, they would be scolded to death by the elders in the village if they left such good land uncultivated."

She looked at the sparse wheat in the field and felt more and more pain in her heart. Under the influence of Tallulah, she also learned a lot about farming.

Looking at the messy wheat planted in the field, one can tell at a glance that they were wheat seeds sown carelessly during sowing. Yelena, who had been hungry before, valued every bit of food very much and could not tolerate this waste of land.

A thin Sarkaz woman and child could be seen on the distant ridge of the field. They were warily looking at the two people who had parked their car on the side of the road and walked down. Their right hands were still tightly holding the sickle for harvesting wheat, protecting the children behind them.

Although they were far away, Zhang Miao still saw the woman at a glance. Her left sleeve was empty.

She is a disabled person.

"It's normal that she doesn't know how to farm. Maybe that woman was injured on the battlefield and had to retire. She farmed to make a living."

"The farmers here may have returned to the village to farm and take care of their children because they could not participate in the battle. The able-bodied men and women have gone out to join the mercenary teams."

“This is too exaggerated.”

Zhang Miao's guess made Yelena a little bit unbelievable. The Ursus people were already considered to be the more warlike people on Terra, but it sounded like the Sarkaz people were much more ruthless than the Ursus people.

Dad seldom told her stories about Kazdel before, so she had never known about them.

Zhang Miao shrugged indifferently.

"I also think it's a bit exaggerated. Maybe I guessed wrong."

The woman looked quite tall, about 1.80 meters tall. She might be Goliath.

There are many ethnic groups in the Sarkaz. In addition to the most famous Ten Kings' Court, there are actually many other ethnic groups.

It’s just that the Ten Royal Courts have preserved the most and richest knowledge, and their individual combat capabilities are relatively strong. Their lifespans are generally much longer than other ethnic groups, and they value the purity of their bloodlines, so they are revered as the royal courts.

As for other nations, such as the Goliaths, although they are numerous, they have been basically lost due to the countless disasters that the Sarkaz have experienced in the past. Only occasionally some people can revive a little knowledge from their blood, and it has been passed down.

"I thought the Sarkaz were very xenophobic. It seems like there are some people of other races among them."

Yelena said, pointing at some figures further away.

Zhang Miao looked in the direction her hand pointed and saw a few Fengti people there, but they were also farmers.

"It really is."

Those who had been robbing outside before, as well as those mercenary groups, were all Sarkaz people. They had never seen any foreigners, but I didn’t expect to see them here.

"Then why is that woman so afraid of us? And she's holding a sickle."

Yelena was very puzzled. There were obviously foreigners here, so why were they so wary of them?

"Don't you mean nonsense? There's such a big armored vehicle parked behind us. Who wouldn't be afraid?"

Although smaller than those transport vehicles, the armored vehicle's inherent tough temperament gives people a sense of deterrence.

Just as Zhang Miao was complaining about Yelena, someone was already walking towards them from a distance. It was obvious that this armored vehicle was too eye-catching, especially in a place like Kazdel, it might cause misunderstandings from others.

An old Sarkaz came over with a few teenagers who looked like they were just beginning to mature.

The iconic Sarkaz horn on the left side of the old man's head was broken in half, and he had an eye patch on his left eye, so it seemed that he was blind.

But he walked with full energy, without any of the staggering of an elderly person.

There was a long knife hanging around his waist, and his right hand was resting on the handle.

"This person I haven't seen before... um..."

The old man looked at Zhang Miao's empty head and was stunned for a moment. He simply stopped thinking about Zhang Miao's race.

"What are you doing here?"

The voice is deep and full of energy.

Zhang Miao guessed that the old man should be the village chief or something nearby, so he took out a postcard and a pack of cigarettes from his bag and handed them over.

"I'm a businessman. I came to Kazdel this time to investigate and see if there are any ways to make money here."

Zhang Miao suddenly had a somewhat mercenary expression, and Yelena almost thought she had recognized the wrong person.

Chapter 68: If you think you are useless, take a look at these three

"Come to Kazdel to do business? There is no way for you to make money here. Look for mercenaries somewhere else."

The old man seemed to have a bad temper. He didn't even bother to look at the business card and chased people away without even accepting the cigarette.

Zhang Miao quickly explained

"Don't get so excited, old man. I'm not here to look for mercenaries. I'm just here to take a look. If you want to do business, you have to inspect the distribution area first."

"Doing business? Humph, doing business in an armored vehicle?"

Although it had been washed, the old man could still smell a faint smell of blood on the car. There was no doubt that these two guys had killed more than one person on the way here.

Zhang Miao laughed and said calmly

"I can't help it. The residents here are so hospitable. If I hadn't prepared properly, I might not have been able to reach this place."

The old man glanced coldly at the person in front of him, knowing that what he said was actually correct. Outsiders coming here either had to pay money to avoid disaster or have strong financial strength.

"We have nothing here, no money, no Originium, and we can't buy your things."

Zhang Miao couldn't agree with his words.

"How can you say there is nothing? Where there are people, there is business. Aren't you still farming? If there is food, I will buy it. If there is no food, I will teach you how to grow food. You can make money from seeds, farm tools, and fertilizers. It doesn't matter if you don't have money. You can use the money you owe and exchange it when the food is harvested. Demand is created."

Perhaps it was because Zhang Miao's mercenary face really looked like a greedy businessman, the old man's vigilance was not as strong as before.

"You'd better behave yourself here, Lasu, Afen, you two follow them as guides."

The old man greeted the two young men behind him.

"Yes, Village Chief."*2

Two Sarkaz youths, one tall and one thin, responded and walked up to Zhang Miao and began to introduce themselves.

The big guy is called Rasu.

The thin one is called Afen.

Zhang Miao felt that there was a sense of stupidity on Lasu's face. Although Afen looked a little smart, he was probably just an appearance, as his eyes were always fixed on the armored vehicle.

"If there's anything you don't understand in the village, you can ask these two."

The old village chief said something to Zhang Miao and then left.

Yelena muttered beside her

"This old guy turned out to be the village chief. Who does he think these two idiots can keep an eye on?"

Zhang Miao felt that although her words made sense, some things, even if they were true, could not be spoken casually.

So embarrassing!

"Hey, don't say this in front of others."

Fortunately, the two Sakaz youths did not hear what she said. Lasu followed the village chief's orders honestly and really served as a guide for Zhang Miao and the other two.

"You two, the village is this way."

His voice was a bit dull, which suited his figure, and there was a Band-Aid on his nose.

Afen finally withdrew his envious eyes. It was great! If they had a car like this, perhaps the dreams of the three of them could come true.

Moreover, unlike other Sarkaz who always have bitter faces full of resentment, Afen always has a smile on his face, and seems to be a natural optimist.

"Cars can only be parked outside the village. Driving in would scare the children."

It’s a pity that I don’t know when I will be able to afford it.

"Of course, it will stay here."

Zhang Miao expressed his understanding, but he was not afraid of being stolen, as those iron wrenches on the market could not remove a single screw even if they were broken.

The four of them walked along the ridge in the field, with tall haystacks on both sides.

The traditional family farming method is still used here. There is a lot of land, and there are wastelands everywhere. As long as you can grow crops, no one will care even if your family cultivates a hundred acres.

But let alone mechanization, at a glance, there is not even a single beast plowing the land. It all depends on the strength of the Terra people themselves. Ten acres of land is considered a lot for a family to plow.

And it’s hard to say who is stronger, them or the cows.

“Is this how you all farm here?”

Yelena looked at the fields around her in disbelief. In the ice field, in order to produce a few more kilograms of food per acre, the infected people at that time could be said to have used the land to the limit, because one kilogram of food was equal to one life.

Afen didn't think there was anything wrong with it, because this was a very common phenomenon in Kazdel.

"Yeah, that's how we all grow it. We scatter a handful of seeds during the planting season, and weed and so on during normal times. But other people will spend some time in the fields, but we can't. We have more important things to do."

The "others" he mentioned were races other than the Sarkaz. It seemed that these people were the main force behind Kazdel's economic operation.

Compared to Yelena's disbelief, Zhang Miao had a rough guess after thinking for a while.

Perhaps it is because the history of Kazdel is a history of war. Everyone is either starting a war or preparing to start a war. Moreover, once a war breaks out with other countries, it will be a racial war that requires all-out efforts. Wars are frequent and there is no time for the Sarkaz to properly cultivate the land.

Moreover, the land here is fertile and the climate is humid, so you can still get some harvest without intensive farming. Over time, people have developed the habit of random harvesting, and only the ethnic groups living here from outside will retain their original habits and spend more time in the fields.

Zhang Miao asked curiously

"So what do you do when you're not farming?"

Lasu said without even thinking about it.

"Of course it's training. When the injured warriors who are unable to continue to fight outside return to the village, they will be responsible for training the children and train them to become qualified Sarkaz warriors."

Wow! Lasu's answer made Zhang Miao exclaim, wow! This is no longer JG-ism, this is a born war maniac. It seems that you Sarkaz were born to fight.

No wonder everyone is staring at you. If there were a group of crazy people like this next door to my house, I would also keep an eye on them every day. If you guys get up to speed, the others will have no chance of survival.

But this cannot be entirely blamed on the Sarkaz. It was the endless war that shaped them into this way. Besides, they are not born crazy. At least the Sarkaz who migrated to Columbia are quite normal. The Emperor also speaks highly of the rock music they created.

All we can say is that environment shapes people.

"What about you two, do you two also participate in training every day?"

Zhang Miao looked at the two young Sarkaz. He always felt that they were different from the Sarkaz he met on the road. He couldn't tell where they were different, but their temperament was different.

There is a very special feeling.

Afen said it very naturally.