Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

On the journey, the group of men mostly stayed in the carriage, except when necessary to leave and fight off the monsters awakened by the rainy season. They gradually became familiar with each other.

Scout and the others already knew that Gard was not a native of Hot Land, but a Salgonian who had only visited Hot Land once before, and was therefore employed by Rhine Life as a guide.

At first, they wondered what price Rhine Life paid to hire such a powerful guide as Gard.

But when they learned of Seria's identity, they were no longer surprised.

One of the two founders of Rhine Life Sciences personally delivered himself to Gard, which means that Rhine Life Sciences gave half of itself to Gard.

Isn't this price enough?

But thinking about it this way, Dr. Kal'tsit seems like a mistress.

But judging from their intimate manner, it doesn't seem like it.

The group of officers could only marvel at the warm and open lifestyle in the rainforest, but upon reflection, it didn't seem like such a big deal.

Aren't there plenty of royal nobles in Sákázquez with multiple wives and concubines?

Scout and Misery are considered quite handsome among the Sarkaz, so finding a wife wouldn't be difficult for them at all.

Handsome older men like ACE are also very popular among women.

It's just that their pursuits and their beliefs prevented them from having the leisure to marry and have children.

"I just did what I could."

Gard didn't say that he was worshipped as a messenger of the gods by a group of lizardmen because he drove away the natural disaster on the hot land, which seemed a bit pretentious.

Scout and the others will find out sooner or later anyway; it would be beneath me to tell them.

The group braved the heavy rain to enter the market and arrived at the house of the lizardman who might be a descendant of the Nightmare. Before even entering, Gard could hear sounds coming from inside.

"bump!"

"Self-touching".

"Damn it!"

"bump!"

"All of one suit!"

"..."

The more Gard listened outside, the stranger it sounded; it was as if someone inside was playing mahjong.

Does Terra have mahjong?

As soon as Gard entered, he saw Surtr sitting in the main seat, with three Rhine Labs agents gathered below him.

A group of people carved several sets of mahjong tiles out of stones and played them enthusiastically.

As soon as Gard opened the door and entered, and saw the expressionless Seria behind him, the group of Rhine Labs agents scattered in an instant.

Surtr was left alone in the main seat, looking up with disdain: "Hmph, a bunch of cowards!"

"Surtr, come here for a second."

"I refuse!"

"Refusal is invalid!"

Seeing Gard walking towards her, Surtr panicked a little, but she still said defiantly, "Who told you to be gone for several days? The market is so boring, of course I have to find something to do to pass the time!"

Where did you learn to play mahjong?

"I don't remember!"

Surtr said matter-of-factly.

"Anyway, I think I remember it."

“This is folk entertainment in Yan Kingdom. Surtr should have been to Yan Kingdom. Perhaps one day you can take her there to see it.”

The well-informed Kal'tsit spoke from behind.

"The Yan Kingdom."

Gard sighed. He naturally felt a longing for this country, which bore some resemblance to his homeland in his memory.

But he knew even more clearly that Yan was Yan, not the country he remembered.

Gard wouldn't place his longing for his homeland on a country he'd never been to, simply because the country bore some resemblance to his homeland.

Rather, it would be more accurate to say that for Gard, the rainforest was his homeland, the land that gave him birth and nurtured him.

Although Gard didn't really like the rainforest environment, who would dislike their homeland?

"If you're feeling bored, how about you join us for the next action?"

"Are they finally going to need me?"

Surtr stood with his hands on his hips and puffed out his chest.

"As long as you don't hold me back!"

Surtr is small, but he's got a big mouth.

If she can now completely free Levantine, then Surtr certainly has the capital to make her take him seriously.

As for now.

"You should protect yourself first."

Gard flicked Surtr's forehead with his finger.

"it hurts!"

Surtr covered his head and glared at Gard.

"Crocodile Man, battle is not child's play. I admit you are strong, but she is just an ordinary person."

In the crowd, Ascaron spoke. She could tell at a glance that Surtr was almost entirely flawed. His slender arms had loose, flabby muscles, and he didn't look like he had ever trained.

She was not as good as the woman named Serea on the other side. Although she was injured, she looked very well-trained.

Are you talking about me?

Upon hearing Ascaron's assessment, Surtr gripped Levantine on his back, his gaze gradually turning hostile.

"Ascarin, what you see with your eyes isn't necessarily the truth. Just like when you first saw Kal'tsit, did you think she was a qualified warrior?"

I can!

Because eyes don't lie.

Ascaron had intended to say that, but noticing that many people around her were looking at her, she didn't continue speaking and instead chose to retreat into the shadows.

She felt a pang of self-reproach; she had almost lost her composure just now.

Was it because they lost to that crocodile man?

Lady Tracy, it seems I'm still not mature enough!

"Humph."

Seeing that the woman who dared to question him had disappeared, Surtr was too lazy to bother with her. How could an ordinary person possibly see her true strength?

Unbeknownst to her, Gard's gaze kept shifting between her and Kal'tsit.

In Gard's eyes, the two were pretty much the same.

Both Kal'tsit and Surtr are inherently weak, almost no different from ordinary people.

However, Kal'tsit can summon Mon3tr, while Surtr can gain great power through Levantine.

"I won't say anything more. Can anyone tell me what's going on here?" Gard asked.

"Where is Miss Kanerian? These past few days, Miss Kanerian and Miss Laya have been communicating, haven't they?"

Canerian?

As Gard saw Kanerian approach, he said calmly, "I'm just keeping myself occupied because Laya's Salgon isn't fluent, and only I can understand it here."

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days."

"Who told me to be weak? If I don't find something to do, I won't even have any value in existing."

"Uh, it's not that exaggerated."

Gard sensed the resentment in Kanerian's tone and felt ashamed.

"I haven't forgotten my promise to you. I will teach you Colombian properly."

"And then what?"

Without waiting for Gard's reply, Kanerian stated decisively, "The inhabitants of the hot land have gathered nearly five thousand people, which is all the fighting force that the nearby settlements can muster."

"It's hard to say about more distant places, because the rainy season is coming and the trip is likely to be delayed."

"Therefore, this number is unlikely to change much in the next week."

The lizardmen of the Hot Land are practically all soldiers. Even female lizardmen like Laya, who is only eight years old, become guards for caravans, not to mention others.

Nevertheless, gathering five thousand people in a short period of time is already the limit.

But could five thousand men breach a resurrected ancient civilization?

Gard and Kal'tsit exchanged a glance.

They knew that, whether they could or not, they couldn't delay any longer.

......

Chapter 111 "Good."

The heavy rain outlined the city's silhouette.

Even from a distance of more than ten kilometers, you can still see the shadow of a city in Gard.

It was an ancient city buried by sandstorms, eroded by acid rain, and decayed by the passage of time.

Countless years ago, before the land was fertile and the monsters were rampant, and before the Terrans had developed their own civilization.

There was a creature that once occupied the land before Gard.

They built their city here.

They rested, recuperated, and reproduced here.

They are here researching technology, hoping to reach for the stars and the sea.

However, the arrival of a disaster may be a natural one, a man-made one, or something that Gard could not comprehend.

They eventually disappeared from this land, leaving behind only the ruins of cities as proof that they once existed.

At least in Terra, and even in Salgon, you'll occasionally unearth a ruin with some strange old artifacts that even the best archaeologists from Columbia University might not be able to guess the purpose of.

However, the discovery of a single ruin could advance Terra's civilization by decades, and the discovery of a city could lead to a qualitative leap in Terra's civilization.

Would such a powerful ancient civilization really willingly allow itself to be destroyed?

The archaeologists' concerns can be found deep within this land.

If the city before Gard were still intact, then not only this corner stretching for tens of kilometers in front of him, but also the land beneath his feet, the place where they drove around for several days before finally finding the factory, would all be part of the city.

Therefore, it was not that the revived ancient civilizations wanted to build factories outside the city, but rather that the factories were already inside the city.

From the moment they stepped into the heart of this land, they had entered the city of an ancient civilization.

But the land relentlessly swallowed all of this. Tens of thousands of years of change meant that even the most prosperous ancient civilizations would be lost under the ravages of time.

The city that Gard saw before him must have been rebuilt and restored later. It stretched for nearly twenty kilometers in length. If five thousand lizardmen were thrown into it, there wouldn't even be a sound.

War is never just a simple matter of fighting.

Weapons, equipment, resources, supplies, climate, environment, terrain, beliefs, and so on.

This is also known as the right time, the right place, and the right people.

The arrival of the rainy season is not necessarily a bad thing. The monitoring range of ancient civilizations' monitoring stations will be reduced, and there will be all sorts of monsters crawling out of the ground. Who can tell which are monsters and which are reptilians?

Gard asked curiously, "Actually, I've never understood why creatures from the same hot land evolve faster than other calamity beasts."

He had previously witnessed ancient civilizations hunting calamity beasts, and the originally powerful calamity beasts seemed to be powerless to fight back under the pursuit of the ancient civilizations.