Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

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Chapter Fifty-Six: No Way Out

"Willie?"

When the officer looked into those eyes, he initially thought he was dreaming.

But his body's instincts compelled him to glance around out of the corner of his eye.

He just accidentally knocked over a ton of air and accidentally fell asleep.

impossible!

impossible!

Bright red blood dripped down, reflecting a fiery red outline, like lips.

It looks like a mouth that can swallow a whole person in one gulp.

The officer finally saw it.

Beside him, a pair of standing legs remained, standing very straight. Although the owner of the legs was equally exhausted, he did not let his guard down.

It was cleanly and decisively bitten off from the waist up.

Not a sound was made.

If there weren't two people on guard duty, even if the lookout died, probably no one would know.

However, even if there are two people, they would not be unable to react if they were suddenly attacked.

Because of him, because he fell asleep!

The heavy sense of guilt almost suffocated him at that moment, but what followed was anger, immense anger.

"You! How dare you!"

The officer's roar jolted everyone awake. He picked up the greatsword by the window and strained to look at the monster that had killed his comrade.

But the moment it saw him, the monster that had killed the other agent seemed to move its throat, as if swallowing something, and then licked its pink tongue, wiping away the bloodstains on its lips.

By the time the agent's greatsword came slashing down, the monster had finished its work. It had originally intended to eat another person, but its predator instincts told it that it should leave.

They arrived quickly and left just as quickly.

The monster's body seemed to become invisible, disappearing instantly into the night and heavy rain.

The officer's greatsword missed its mark.

"Gavin, what happened?"

Serea arrived immediately, only to find a Rupo tribe officer with eyes that seemed to have lost their soul.

"Master, it was me who killed Willie! It was me who killed Willie!"

"Calm down, tell me what happened!"

"There was an invisible monster that ate Willie!"

Upon hearing Gavin's words, Seria's expression darkened. She saw the half-dead body left beside Agent Ruper, a senior agent who had been killed before he could even react.

"It's a chameleon, that's what I call it. This kind of creature should only appear in deeper places, but I didn't expect the rainy season to make it leave its comfort zone and come out to hunt."

Gard woke up when he smelled blood.

"These creatures are very intelligent; they know which enemies they can provoke and which they cannot."

"Everyone, take a rest."

"I'll take the night watch from now on!"

Gard left the sandcastle and climbed onto the roof.

Seeing Gard's retreating figure, the Rupert agent wanted to ask, "Since you knew such a creature existed, why didn't you warn us?"

But he made a sound with his lips, without saying a word.

The answer was already written on the first page of the booklet that was given to them at the beginning.

It was his responsibility, and he knew it.

If he hadn't fallen asleep and had been on guard, this certainly wouldn't have happened.

"Everyone, continue to rest!"

After Seria finished speaking, she patted Agent Ruper on the shoulder but did not offer any words of comfort.

Wrong is wrong, but it's not just his fault, she's wrong too.

She didn't consider the physical condition of the other officers; after a day of trekking and fighting, everyone was exhausted.

Sometimes, it's not that you can persevere just because you want to.

"Director Serea?"

"have a rest."

Having lost the will to speak, Serea looked at the Caster girl.

“Gald will keep an eye on things for us.”

For the first time, Serea felt exhausted. A voice deep inside her told her that she couldn't rely on others. Gard wasn't an agent of Rhine Lab yet, and he had no reason to keep giving to them.

But another voice told her that she had done enough. It wasn't that she hadn't tried, but that what she was facing was beyond her capacity to bear.

Any mission can result in casualties, let alone when they enter one of the most dangerous places in the world.

As long as everything is left to Gard, and even if Gard is allowed to enter the hot land from the beginning, since he was able to bring the potion out once, he can definitely bring it out a second time.

However, this despicable idea was nipped in the bud by Serea before it even had a chance to surface.

If one day, Gard becomes an employee of Rhine Lab and receives sufficient compensation from Rhine Lab, then she can feel at ease letting Gard make sacrifices.

But now, Gard hasn't even asked for anything.

The more Gard did, the more uneasy Seria became.

She didn't know what Gard really wanted. If Gard did everything, would she really be able to afford to pay him?

Chris noticed the momentary hesitation and struggle on Serea's face. It was the first time she had ever seen Serea with such an expression. She didn't seem like the omnipotent head of the defense department, the person Chris admired and wanted to become.

However, this Director Seria made Chris feel like she wasn't so far away anymore.

"Mr. Gavin, let me help you!"

Chris walked over when she saw Gavin take the body bag out of the car.

Even though everyone was prepared to make sacrifices at the beginning, when the sacrifices actually happened, everyone still felt confused.

Because they don't know if they will be the next ones to die.

Chris looked at the half-dead body of the dead agent and wondered if she would look like that when she died.

The usually timid Caster agent has become much bolder.

"No, no need."

Agent Rupert shook his head, refusing Chris's help.

"It's my responsibility, I killed Willie!"

Agent Rupert clenched his teeth, his large fists clenched so tightly that his nails seemed to draw blood from his palms.

If he hadn't remembered his responsibility, he would have definitely rushed out of the sandcastle to chase after that damned chameleon monster.

With Gard keeping watch at night, the camp was free from any monsters that disturbed it, except for the sound of rain.

Early in the morning, Serrea announced Willie's death.

There's no time to be sad, because everyone knows they have to keep moving forward.

There's no turning back!

They had already ventured deep into the scorching, windy lands, and had no other choice but to move forward.

But the moment they stepped out of the camp...

They saw vast stretches of carcasses of monstrous beasts!

It was as if someone had killed all the invading enemies while they were sleeping, without even waking them.

"woke up?"

The crocodile-man on the roof smacked his lips, flicked his tail, and picked up a weapon that was placed to the side.

The man's height was like a crescent moon, and the thick blood on his axe had not yet dried up.

"Then let's continue."

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Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Tomb of Nightmare

The rain stopped.

This is undoubtedly good news.

On the third day after arriving in the hot land, the Rhine Life staff had lost their initial enthusiasm and became extremely silent.

The driver followed Gard's instructions, who was sitting on the roof, avoiding dangerous areas and continuing to move forward.

Kanelli climbed onto the roof of the car in the sweltering heat, and this time she cleverly sat behind Gard.

With Gard in front bracing against the wind, staying behind Gard might even be cooler than staying in the carriage. Even crocodile people wouldn't let their body temperature become the same as the weather outside.

"How did you get up here?"

"Hmph, the roof isn't your exclusive first-class seat."

Kanelian shifted his body closer to the crocodile's back, instantly feeling much cooler, though a tail was blocking his way, which was quite inconvenient.

"Gald, could you please stop moving your tail?"

Why?

"I want to sit up there."

Kanelian noticed that Gard's tail was wide and large, and although there were some protruding scales on both sides, she could sit carefully in the middle.

Are you a child?

Gard couldn't understand Kanerian's actions at all, even though his tail was big and thick, and some children in the tribe would come over specifically to try to swing on his tail.

But Kanelian isn't a child!

"Stop talking nonsense. I've helped you so much, what's wrong with letting me sit up and rest for a bit?"

It's not like I asked you for help.

Gard muttered to himself, and what difference did it make whether Kanerian sat on his tail or on his body?

The tail is part of his body too. It's like if you go out on the street and touch a film's tail, she'll definitely turn around and slap you, calling you a pervert.

Then Kanerian not only sat on Gard's tail, but also leaned his back against Gard's.

"It's so cool!"

Kanelian sat perched on Gard's tail, letting the thick, long tail pass between her thighs.

At the end, the tip of Gald's tail swayed restlessly, as if it had its own consciousness.

Compared to the surrounding temperature, sitting on Gard's tail felt like touching an ice cube on a hot day, which made Kanerian rub his buttocks against it.

The shorts rubbed against his tail, making it a little itchy, which made Gard want to lift his tail up.

In the end, he didn't move, but instead changed the subject.

"Do you regret it now?"

"what?"

"Follow us into this fertile land."

"Tch, don't underestimate me. How could I possibly regret it..."

After a moment of silence, Kanerian clicked his tongue.

"Okay, a little bit."