Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

"trade?"

Gard looked at Seria and raised his crocodile chin.

"Come in."

Gard spoke in Colombian, and his rugged, beast-like appearance caused a stir among the expedition members when he suddenly spoke his native language.

"You speak Colombian?"

Even Seria, who was standing at the very front, looked at Gard with a surprised and uncertain gaze.

For this operation, they had even prepared linguists proficient in various Salgonian dialects, only to discover upon finding the person in question that they actually spoke their language!

The two Colombian scholars wore proud smiles. Wasn't the fact that someone living in the rainforest could learn their language a sign of Colombia's growing influence?

Glancing at the two Colombian scholars, Gard said, "It's not a difficult language to learn."

Once you learn Victorian, you'll basically know Colombian.

Not to mention Colombian, he can even speak the dialect of Agor, so what is Colombian?

After tidying up his things in the room, Gard asked the delegation to send two representatives in to talk to him, as his room was too small to fit so many people.

After some discussion, the delegation sent Serrea, the head of security, and a scholar from Caprini to speak with Gard, with Inam as a witness.

After introducing herself, Serea, who was in charge of security as well as liaison and public relations, got straight to the point: "Mr. Gard, our visit is a business activity organized by the Colombian government."

“We heard that you once entered the Forsaken Lands, which are known as forbidden territory, and brought out a bottle of medicine that can cure mineral disease.”

"So I hope you can be our guide and lead us back to the Foehn Basin. I believe our compensation will not disappoint you."

To be honest, Seria initially had doubts about whether Gard had actually entered the Foehn Basin.

But once she actually met him in person, Serea's doubts vanished instantly.

Despite his fierce appearance, Gard was not a pure brute in terms of his interpersonal skills.

Especially after entering Gard's room, the books and notes on the shelves made her realize that this Adaklesian ancestor, who was almost entirely atavistic, possessed wisdom no less than theirs.

"Foaltic hot land?"

Upon hearing Seria's words, Gard finally understood why they had come.

Gard shook his head repeatedly: "No, you must be mistaken. How could I dare to enter that forbidden land? Even the conqueror of the steppe, the invincible Khan, led his nightmare army and disappeared there. How could I have entered there and come out alive?"

Gard can lie without batting an eye.

The Scorching Wind Land isn't some kind of amusement park. He almost died there last time he went, and he'll never go a second time.

"Is that so? I thought the person in this photo was you, Mr. Gard."

Serea pulled a photo out of her pocket; it looked like it had been taken with a drone.

Because of the strong wind and sand, only a blurry figure could be seen.

However, the shape of Gard can be vaguely discerned from the various contours of this figure.

Amidst the wind and sand, the crocodile-man's demonic figure emerged from the edge of the fertile land.

He was clutching a bottle of azure blue reagent tightly in his hand.

The sight of the photo made Gard's eyelids twitch, and he wiped his face with his palm, a tear immediately welling up in his eye.

"Since you've even found the photos, I won't hide anything from you anymore."

Gard sighed, his eyes dimming.

"To be honest, the person in the photo is not me, but my father!"

"Your father!?"

Serea and the Colombian scholar looked at Gard, then at the photograph, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Yes, that's my father!"

Gard looked at Seria and the Colombian scholar with a sorrowful tone.

"Think about it, four years ago, I was only fourteen years old. How could I have dared to enter the Burning Wind Hot Land alone?"

“It was my father who bravely entered that land of death to retrieve the medicine that could cure my seriously ill mother.”

"Moreover, after leaving the hot and scorching land of the scorching winds, my father died from his severe injuries, and six months later, my mother followed him."

At that moment, the 300-pound Gard cried like a child.

"I only regret that I was too young at the time and could not help my father, otherwise my father would not have been so badly injured and would not have died."

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I actually dislike fighting and killing at all."

"My greatest wish in this life is to become a scholar!"

Gard wiped his eyes, looking at Seria and the Colombian scholar with a smug expression.

"Ms. Serea, Mr. Parvis, I'd like to ask if Columbia University accepts foreign students like myself?"

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Chapter Six: Miss Celaya, you didn't want this either...

"Ms. Serea, Mr. Parvis, I'd like to ask if Columbia University accepts foreign students like myself?"

As he spoke, Gard's muscles twitched.

Serea and Palvis fell silent for a moment as they looked at Gard's biceps, which were even bigger than Inam's head.

You could run on Kuranta up here; imagine greeting a regular Colombian student.

One slap and someone would die!

“Mr. Gard, please don’t be joking,” Seria said. “We have investigated and found that the stone disease your mother suffered from was actually an incurable disease called mineral disease, and it had progressed to a late stage at one point.”

"However, the medicine you brought from the hot, fertile lands suppressed your mother's ore disease."

"Rhine Life is a medical company that focuses on treating various diseases, including osteopathy. If we can crack the secrets of the drug, we can save more patients suffering from osteopathy!"

Seria initially planned to hire Gard, a Crimson Gold servant, as their guide.

Because pure gold is a hard currency everywhere, it can be used for trade in places where currency is not used.

Later she noticed the reward Gard gave Inam: such a large lump of gold, in exchange for just a few ordinary books.

Serea realized that this rainforest might not be lacking in red gold at all!

So she immediately changed her persuasive tactics.

"Of course, we understand Mr. Gard's desire to become a scholar. If you don't mind, I can write you a letter of recommendation to my alma mater. Adakles are not uncommon at my school."

As Serea said this, the Colombian scholar next to her, who was clearly several generations older, glared at her several times.

Although Serea has achieved great success after graduation and even donated a building to her alma mater, that is not a reason for her to give a letter of recommendation to a soldier who should obviously switch careers to become a heavy armor or guard!

If Gard causes any trouble at the school in the future, it could very well become grounds for the shareholders to impeach Seria.

Serea waved her hand, stopping the old scholar.

“Mr. Parvis, I believe Mr. Gard is not the type to act recklessly. If it can bring an outstanding student to our alma mater, I don’t think the school will refuse an international student from Salgon.”

Although Gard rejected her, Seria didn't actually have any ill feelings towards him.

The main reason was my first impression of Gard when I met him.

Upon seeing them, Gard showed a wary expression, but immediately shielded Inam behind him.

Judging from his subsequent behavior, Gard did not have any special feelings for Inam; they were just ordinary friends, or perhaps not even that.

Even so, he still chose to protect Inam.

This alone was enough to make Serea look at him with new respect.

Of course, if Seria knew that the crocodile-man in front of her knew her measurements the moment they met, down to two decimal places, she probably wouldn't have been so amiable.

Compared to the future, Serea looks younger and more energetic now.

However, what she is pursuing now may not ultimately be what he desires.

“Ms. Seraya, although I have never been to the Foehn Hot Land, my father warned me before he died that I should never enter that forbidden place.”

Gard shook his head.

"However, I can give you a reminder."

"remind?"

"Yes, a reminder left by my father."

Gard said seriously.

"If you really want to go into the Foehn Basin, remember not to bring any electronic devices, not even those in your vehicle, otherwise you will encounter something terrifying."

Gard understood that his arrival had begun to change the course of the world.

If he hadn't shown up, Seraya would never have appeared in Salgon at this time, saying he was going to enter the Foehn Basin.

How is this any different from courting death?

If the team consists of elites of the same caliber as Seria, and they don't venture too far into the hot lands, the group might still have a chance to survive.

But look at the guards Serea brought with her.

Gard could only shake his head like a crocodile.

I wonder how many of them will survive in the end.

Perhaps only Seria has that slight chance.

Gard insisted that he had never been to the Foehn Hotlands, leaving Seria and Parves with no choice but to leave.

As soon as Serea and Palvis left, two figures immediately slipped inside.

"Galder, what do they want with you?" Garvil asked hurriedly.

"Is it...is it doing something dangerous?"

"It's okay, I've already rejected them."

Gard chuckled as he gently rubbed Temimi's little head.

He wanted to wait for Laurentina to return and see her reaction when she saw him again; he didn't want to do anything as dangerous as going in and out of the Burning Winds.

"If they dare to threaten you, we'll drive them away together. Humph, don't think we're afraid of them just because they outnumber us."

Gavial clenched her fist, recalling the woman who had just entered Gard's room; she didn't seem like an ordinary person.

I don't know how strong it is.

"Ignore them. If they dare to cause trouble, we'll call on everyone in the tribe to come at us. We've never been afraid of a human wave attack."

Ultimately, this expedition team came from another country and didn't have much manpower to spare.

The Tiyakau tribe in the Akahura region may seem chaotic, but if an enemy were to invade, they could unite under the leadership of their chief.

The Tiakaiu people in the rainforest number at least 8,000, if not 10,000, which is practically a nation of soldiers. Therefore, Gard was not afraid that the expedition led by Seria would be detrimental to them.

Moreover, with Seria leading the expedition, Gard believed she wouldn't take any radical actions.

In the corner, Inam quietly moved outwards.

Gard immediately called out to her, "Inam, next time you go to town, buy me some needles and thread."

"Yes!"

Inam was startled and then quickly ran out the door.

Gard touched his face, somewhat speechless: "Am I that scary-looking?"

Gavial's attention, however, is focused on something else.

"Gald, what are you buying needles and thread for? Do you want to make clothes?"

Gavial patted Gard's arm in dissatisfaction: "Why do this kind of thing? It's better to leave this kind of thing to women."

Then she saw Gard looking at her with a helpless expression. It took her a while to realize what was happening.

"Oh, I think I'm a woman too."

Garville racked his brains, but how could he make clothes? Why not just ask someone to trade them for game?