Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

Fortunately, the storm came and went quickly; otherwise, Scout suspected that the storm hadn't subsided and his companion would have died from exhaustion.

Despite this, he still vomited several mouthfuls of blood afterward, shouting that they all owed him a favor.

They finally arrived at one of the points the doctor had marked on the map. The group was ready for battle, but found the ruins, which resembled a small town, eerily quiet.

Only the thick smoke rising in the distance and the craters everywhere proved that a battle had taken place here, like a natural disaster, with the broken mechanical wreckage of the mechanical guards scattered everywhere.

"Will Dr. Kal'tsit be here?"

"I don't know."

"Complete the mission as soon as possible and bring her back."

Of the four, Ascaron, the chief of the guards of Theresa and the leader of the Tower of Babel, was the most anxious.

As the head of the guard for Princess Theresa, she should be protecting Her Highness, not performing this kind of task.

Although she was not opposed to rescuing Kal'tsit, and even had some past acquaintance with her, she still insisted on her own opinion.

However, she could not disobey His Highness's orders, so her only choice was to complete the mission.

Whether the enemy is a monster from the hot land or a revived ancient civilization, she will defeat them!

"Scout, have you found Dr. Kal'tsit?"

“I’m not sure if she’s still here, but we can at least find traces of her leaving.”

Scout stood atop the high wall, raised his sniper rifle, and looked down over the entire factory through the scope of the rifle.

Even when looking for someone, Scout still habitually hides his figure; it's a habit.

Soon, he discovered something.

There were many abandoned buildings around the factory. Scout saw a tall figure in one of the buildings, whose enormous body almost blocked his entire view.

Along the way, Scout also encountered the indigenous people of the land, some of whom were reptilians who looked very similar to the early Safra people, but not quite the same.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure in the room.

It's Dr. Kal'tsit!

Scout was almost bursting with joy, but then he discovered that Dr. Kal'tsit was injured and seemed to be unconscious.

He discovered something terrifying: the lizardman was completely naked!

Although Scout tried to convince himself that the lizardman wasn't a bad person and was just helping Dr. Kal'tsit treat her injuries.

But which doctor would take off their clothes when treating someone's injury?!

The lizard people in this land may have an underdeveloped civilization, but they are not completely naked.

Immediately afterward, under the cover of the lizardman's enormous body, one of Dr. Kal'tsit's coats was thrown aside, and the lizardman was approaching Dr. Kal'tsit.

Scout knew he couldn't watch any longer.

Because Dr. Kal'tsit is being violated!

........

(I adjusted my sleep schedule a bit, and although I don't know if it will help, I just slept for two hours. I hope I can make it to 7 or 8 pm. After I go out to get a nucleic acid test, I will come back to writing.)

Chapter 102 Saving Doctor Kal'tsit!

"Kal'tsit, does it hurt?"

"..."

"If you don't speak, then I'll continue."

"..."

"If it hurts, just shout it out. There's no one else here, and I won't laugh at you."

"..."

In the room, stripped down to only her white underwear, Kal'tsit stood expressionless, like a doll, seemingly unresponsive to whatever the crocodile man in front of her did.

She would only reluctantly do something after the crocodile man spoke.

"Lift your hand up and put it down."

"Can you turn around?"

"Yes, your ass is facing me."

"..."

Unable to bear it any longer, Kal'tsit finally snapped, "Gal't, can you shut up?!"

"cannot!"

Gard didn't have a good attitude towards Kal'tsit. It was one thing when she was unconscious, but since the information error had caused them to be in this state, it was already a favor that he was willing to bandage her up.

Yes, Gard is bandaging Kelsey's wounds.

What else could it be?

Gard disinfected the wound on Kelsey's lower back and then wrapped it with cotton gauze to prevent infection.

In the wild, bleeding wounds are not the most terrible thing; the most terrible thing is wound infection.

Infection can trigger a series of inflammations, leading to fever and disrupting the body's temperature regulation center, which can be fatal in extreme environments like hot soil.

Kal'tsit is a Feline, but unlike ordinary Felines, her tail is not long; it is short, only slightly longer than a rabbit's tail.

After doing all this, Gard picked up the clothes from the side and prepared to dress Kal'tsit.

"I'll do it myself!"

"Alright, Aunt Kal'tsit, don't push yourself. You're in such a condition that even turning over in bed is difficult."

Even Kal'tsit, upon hearing Gard call her "Auntie," couldn't help but want to call out Mon3tr and beat Gard up—provided Mon3tr would listen to her.

Besides, Mon3tr can't beat Gard either.

Having lived for so many years and seen all sorts of storms, Kal'tsit knew she couldn't resist and could only let Gard help her put on her clothes.

She actually felt a little guilty. In the final battle, if it weren't for Gard, they might have all died in the control center of the processing plant's core area.

Therefore, it is only natural that Gard would harbor resentment.

"Mon3tr, you stay here and protect them. I'll go get the supplies outside and see if I can find a Shu-chan!"

After bandaging up Seria and Kal'tsit, Gard shouted Mon3tr.

"Hah!"

Mon3tr, who had reverted from his crystalline state to his enormous monster form and looked somewhat listless, nodded.

Mon3tr has strong regeneration capabilities, but the combat environment of Hot Land is not suitable for it. Every time it is destroyed and rebuilt, it becomes weak.

All the mechanical creations in the processing plant have entered standby mode. The monstrous beasts around the processing plant have long been captured and modified by the plant. For the short term, the processing plant should be safe.

Stepping out the door completely naked, Gard stood with his hands on his hips, his thick tail slapping the ground twice in embarrassment.

You can let go of some unnecessary shame during battle, but after the battle, you still feel shy.

Gard wanted to borrow Kal'tsit's cloak temporarily to use as underwear, but Kal'tsit refused.

"Get out!"

Gard sighed. Should he find something to cover his private parts first? Although there was no one around, he didn't like going naked.

Gard thought for a moment and decided to kill the two monstrous beasts that had been modified in the factory and skin them to make pants.

He's a civilized crocodile man!

Unbeknownst to Gard, a gaze followed him as he left the house, then a voice whispered:

"It's gone!"

Scout quietly raised his sniper crossbow and aimed it at Gard in the distance.

To be honest, he was furious when he first saw that Dr. Kal'tsit had been defiled by a native of this land.

However, as a sniper, Scout possesses a very good quality: calmness.

What you see may not be the truth. They don't know what happened to this factory site before, and they can't draw conclusions before the truth is confirmed.

"Lord Ascaron, I hope you can subdue that lizardman, but do not kill him. Misery, you and Ace go to rescue Dr. Kal'tsit. Watch out for the enemies around you. I will keep an eye on them for you."

"it is good."

"Give it to me."

"As long as it doesn't resist."

Behind Scout, Ascaron, wearing a hooded trench coat, blended into the shadows.

A Sarkaz wearing goggles and a Pheidarian carrying a large shield left from the other side.

Although the Ferdinand wielding the large shield was not a Sarkaz, his participation in such an important operation as a Ferdinand demonstrated his strength.

Once Gard was far enough away from the house where Kal'tsit was, the four members of Babel Tower who had come to Gard's rescue immediately sprang into action.

They are powerful and have a clear division of labor. Every one of them carries the smell of gunpowder from war. They are all warriors who have emerged from mountains of knives and seas of blood!

Scout, who was aiming directly at Gard, put his finger on the trigger of the sniper crossbow. He wasn't aiming at Gard's head, but at Gard's thigh.

However, Scout did not feel the need to shoot.

Although the lizardmen natives in the hot land are physically stronger than the Waifan, even among the Waifan, there are differences in strength, and whether or not they have undergone systematic training is equally important.

The lizardmen in the hot land can defeat some ordinary soldiers, or even some elite warriors, with their strong physique.

But facing him, facing Ascaron, this lizardman has no chance of winning.

Scout kept his gun raised out of caution.

Never underestimate any creature that lives on this fertile land!

Scout remembered the doctor's advice, so as Ascarin drew closer to Gard, he remained fully focused.

However, the next moment, Scout's hair stood on end. He saw Gard glance in his direction with a puzzled look in his eyes.

'It spotted me!?'

Scout was shocked, but it was too late for him to warn Ascaron.

On the street, ever since leaving the house, Gard felt like someone was spying on him, but he couldn't sense any murderous intent.

After a moment's hesitation, Gard wondered if he should go back first to avoid any unforeseen circumstances.

Unbeknownst to Gard, a figure quietly emerged from the shadows behind him, giving Gard no chance to react.

The dagger in his hand stabbed towards Gard's thigh.

when!

A crisp sound of impact rang out on the street. Ascaron's dagger fell, but he felt as if he had stabbed a piece of hard steel.

"Ok?"

Gard turned his head and tilted his head.

There was no one on the streets.

......

Chapter 103 I'm waiting for my anger, what are you waiting for?

Something's not right!

Something's not right here!

Although she didn't use her full strength in her attack just now, only three or four tenths of her strength, it shouldn't have been so strong that she couldn't even pierce through a lizardman's scales, right?

If the first attack fails, they quickly flee.

Ascaron hid in the shadows, staring intently at the dagger in his hand. The once sharp dagger now had a notch, the very spot where it had just pierced the lizardman.

The lizardman's physical strength far exceeded their imagination!

In that case, there's no way to show mercy.

Ascarin's gaze was icy. Although Scout was in charge of this operation, since the judgment was wrong, the choice was now in her hands.

This lizardman defiled Kal'tsit; how could he not pay the price?