Ark, they don't revolve around you

There are waves rolling on the shore.

An illusory human figure was slowly outlined, condensed, and finally took shape on a black coat.

Returning to this land after a thousand years, Zhuang Ning felt everything was new and new, yet he still felt a little uncomfortable with it.

It's as if they exist in different dimensions, like flowers without roots.

Zhuang Ning spread his hands and made a hugging gesture. The sea breeze was salty and he made a sound as if he was waiting for something.

The waves rolled, hit the rocks, and broke.

A figure slowly came ashore, his eyes flickering with a hint of nostalgia.

Even though he had occasionally communicated with the girl during these thousand years, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic when he saw that face again.

"Should I call you Skadi or Ishamara?"

Zhuang Ning's projection whispered, "It's been a long time since we last met. We only communicate occasionally, but you did a great job."

"This world-destroying flood is the final funeral for Terra. After this, do you want to come with me, or stay here and lead your fellow tribesmen in the sea?"

There were no words, just a hand slowly placed on Zhuang Ning's head, making a caressing gesture.

But this is the answer, Zhuang Ning thought. He hasn't been touched on the head for a long time and was unable to react for a moment.

"Let's go."

He looked back for the last time and saw the world was dark.

He lowered his eyes and whispered, "Let there be light."

Ps: This should be the last extra chapter.

If nothing unexpected happens, I will publish a new book tomorrow.

new book released

As the title says, a new book has been published

This is probably the last time I write about Ark, I hope it goes well.

The following is a brief introduction

"Once upon a time...about a thousand years ago, I was also a big shot!"

"I can't say it's a small achievement, I can only say it's a great reputation!"

"If in the past, the rulers belonged to the royal court that had learned Sarkaz witchcraft and the gods who had innate magical talents, it was me who changed this situation!"

"So I was revered as a master—until I was shot in the knee!"

"Wow." Amiya looked at the doctor who was talking nonstop in the sarcophagus with a blank expression, "You are so powerful, so why do you need me?"

"Because I want you to help me win the resurrection match!" wailed the doctor with only one head.