Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

If He hadn't met Gard, things would have been fine. But unfortunately, He was reduced to a mere soul and ended up residing inside Gard's axe, with his life and death entirely in Gard's hands.

"Master, do you need me to warm your bed tonight?"

What did you call me?

"Master, is it not allowed?"

"I'm glad you like it."

No, I don't like it at all!

With these thoughts in mind, Miss Black Dragon said resolutely, tears welling in her eyes, "I can transform into two forms for you to choose from, Master. Which one would you like?"

Upon hearing Miss Black Dragon's words, Gard immediately pictured Talulah and another Drak, causing his body to tremble slightly.

"No, no need!"

"Even he has his limits," Gard said in a deep voice.

As it turned out, Miss Black Dragon had clearly misunderstood.

"Waaah, don't kill me! I'm still young, I'm only 1,080 years old, I don't want to die!"

"No, I mean, can't you use your own appearance?"

Gard's words made the black dragon's huge body tremble. It hadn't expected that Gard would still try to kill it in the end. It had originally thought it could get away with using someone else's body.

Seeing the black dragon trembling like chaff, Gard knew how unwilling it was. Gard didn't consider itself a great person, nor did it deserve to be the kind of villain who forced women into prostitution.

"Fine, you can stay inside my axe. I have no intention of harming you for the time being."

"Really?"

"Ah."

Gard didn't want to deal with the black dragon in his axe for the time being, because he noticed that everyone else around him had gathered around. Razer and Darina were shocked and confused, while Mulse was more surprised.

"Is this... your axe from before?"

Mulseth had seen Gald carrying an axe before, and upon hearing her words, Gald nodded.

"Yeah, I accidentally lost it during a battle, but luckily it found it on its own."

Mulsey's lips twitched. What kind of weapon would seek its owner after being lost? She had never even heard of such a thing before!

“If there’s nothing else, I think we should leave now.”

Mulsey looked at the security personnel climbing down from the scavenging team's truck not far away and said in a relaxed tone.

"But what you really wanted was for them to come and cause trouble, and then you would teach them a lesson."

"Oh no, how is this possible!"

Mulse looked at Gard, her cheeks puffed out in anger.

“The gentle and kind Director Mulcell would never have such dark thoughts.”

"Then I'll go?"

"Sigh, wait a little longer. Look at that scavenging team, they went through so much trouble to deliver the weapons to you, only to have them almost snatched away. You should help them get revenge, both morally and logically."

"Really?"

Yes!

Mulse looked at Gard and said obediently.

In the distance, two security guards from a beach umbrella company approached.

"Hey, have you guys seen an axe...?"

"Ok?"

Gard raised his head, his tall figure seemingly transforming into a towering mountain, hovering above Gard's head.

The two beach umbrella security guards looked at Gard's 2.2-meter-tall frame, then at their own and their companion's small arms and legs.

"Ah, I think I saw that axe fly that way."

"Let's look again."

"No, no, no, the most important thing is to get Glenn to the hospital."

Yes, yes, yes.

The two beach umbrella security guards turned and left without hesitation, making Mulce pout in dissatisfaction: "They're so spineless!"

"There's nothing we can do. After all, Miss Mulsey, the head of the Ecology Department at Rhine Lab, is right here. They wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous in front of you, Miss Mulsey, even if they had ten times the courage!"

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so good at talking."

Muse puffed out her chest proudly.

"However, just being able to talk isn't enough, my standards are very high!"

Mulce waved his finger at Gard, then walked ahead with a cheerful stride.

Here we go again, spouting nonsensical things.

Gard didn't bother to guess what Muir Seth was thinking. He felt that there were already many girls around him. If he continued to pursue other girls, wouldn't it look like he was too carefree?

Things went smoothly from there. The reason Rhine Life was able to get involved in the mine in Mellon City was mainly because the head office in Colombia had already made arrangements, and all they had to do was take over.

How exactly one receives the task, and whether one can receive the full amount of the task quota issued by the company, depends entirely on the ability of the person carrying out the task.

With Mulce's methods, dealing with the managers of a few small places would be a piece of cake.

The heavy rains that swept through the hot land and rainforest eventually reached the town of Melon, located northwest of Salgon, but the rain did not last long.

A month passed quickly.

"Razer, steady yourself, you're taking too big a step."

In the training field, Gard is helping Razer train.

For the past month, Razer has not gone out to take on any missions, but has stayed in the training grounds inside Rhine Labs, receiving guidance from Gard.

At first, Razer thought that Gald's strength might come more from his powerful physique.

After receiving training, Razer realized its mistake.

Not only is he physically strong, but Gard's control during battle is simply astonishing.

Because of the naturally strong physique of the Vay mortals, even though Razer appears to be underdeveloped, she still inherited this trait.

Therefore, Razer is better suited to be a tank protecting teammates than a warrior.

Sitting in a chair, one hand supporting her chin, Gard casually picked up a stick from the weapon rack and struck her shield with as much force as Razer could withstand.

Despite this, Gard's immense power still caused Razer's body to tremble uncontrollably.

"Yes, that's it. Don't use your arms to support your shield, but use your body. When facing an opponent who is much stronger than you, use your whole body to block his attack!"

"Okay, that's all for today."

Gard noticed that the tap in the training room had been turned on, and clear water was flowing out, eventually turning into the shape of Mulseath.

"Gald, I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

"good news."

"Seria and the others have emerged from the hot earth."

......

(I went on a long trip today, so the update is late.)

Chapter Eleven: If you can't solve the problem, solve the person who raised it!

Actually, Seria and the others came out even earlier.

However, in Terra, because there are no satellites and it is impossible to set up communication base stations in the wild, if you want to communicate across cities, you have to entrust a messenger.

Therefore, it was a week later that Gard and his group received Seria's message.

"So what's the bad news you mentioned?"

"The bad news is that we may have to go back to Colombia first."

"What kind of bad news is this?"

"Because Serea and the others can't be with us, the King of Ibart, together with two other kings, sealed off the border and invited Serea and the others to visit. They probably won't be able to leave the Ibart region for a while."

Gard understood what Mulsayth meant: in other words, the border chieftains saw that Seria and the others had emerged alive from the hot land and now wanted to reap the benefits.

It's no secret that RheinLife sent personnel to the hotspots, and there were even quite a few Colombian official researchers accompanying them, although these officials did not go into the hotspots themselves.

Under these circumstances, seeing that Seraya and the others had returned safely from the hot land after more than a month, it's hard to say that the chieftains on the border wouldn't have some thoughts.

"What did the Colombian authorities say?"

Gard crossed his arms and casually flicked his large tail on the ground like a broom.

Rhine Life Sciences is affiliated with Colombia. This operation has yielded results, and even though the Colombian government did not contribute anything during the process, Rhine Life Sciences must share a portion of the profits with the Colombian government.

Rhein Life Sciences is just a research company and cannot compete with an entire country. It is only natural for them to offer a portion of their profits for protection.

But now, the Colombian government hasn't even received the goods yet, and Salgon is already preparing to openly steal them. How could the Colombian government possibly agree to that?

“Among our entourage is a Colombian official who has lodged a protest with the Pasha of the administrative region under the jurisdiction of the Ibar chieftain. Meanwhile, an official messenger is on his way and will deliver the message back as quickly as possible.”

Mulsey's water clone found a place to sit down, spread his hands, and looked somewhat helpless.

"However, the most likely outcome is that our gains this time will be divided into three parts: one part for the Colombian government, one part for Salgon, and one part for us. That would be the best possible result."

Rhine Life could not possibly conceal the gains from this operation, because it was not only about obtaining the drug that could suppress Oripathy, but also about increasing Rhine Life's influence.

Judging from the results, this operation was undoubtedly a success.

As soon as the news of Rhine Life's emergence from its homeland spreads, it will surely cause a sensation internationally, and the number of businessmen coming to invest will only increase.

This will greatly alleviate RheinLife's current financial pressure.

"However, I want to know if you have enough medicine. If we divide it into three, how much will we have left?"

Mulce's expression was grave, because this involved a problem: if they obtained too little of the potion from the hot earth, the two behemoths, Colombia and Salgon, would certainly squeeze out Rhine Life's share.

It's hard to say how much Rhine Life will have left by then.

"Whether it's enough or not, as long as we've made it public that we've obtained enough samples, that's fine."

Even Kal'tsit said that the Black Dragon's blood cannot be replicated with Terra's current technology; the Colombian government and Salgon have only been able to obtain disposable items at most.

Instead of competing with Colombia and Salgon for a share of the Black Dragon blood, it would be better to proactively offer concessions and then strive for more substantial benefits.

"strangeness."

Mulse looked at Gard with a strange expression.

“I thought you would be very angry after hearing this news.”

The medicine to suppress Oripathy was something Gard and Seria risked their lives to obtain in the hot land. Mulce thought that even if it were him, he would definitely be angry if he had to share something he had worked so hard to obtain with others.

But judging from Gard's expression, he didn't seem to care at all. It's a shame she went out of her way to come over and comfort him, fearing he might do something outrageous.

Why should I be angry?

Gard looked at Mulce and chuckled.

"My mission is simply to get the medicine for your Rhine Life. As for whether you can keep it after you get it, that's your business. What does it have to do with me?"

When Gard said that, Mulsey realized that she had subconsciously regarded Gard as one of her own, but Gard's mission was to be a guide.

Now that he has completed his mission, all he has to do is wait for the money. What happens after that is up to Rhine Life.

That's how it should be, in theory.

However, Muse was inexplicably annoyed by Gard's attitude, even though she knew that there was nothing wrong with what Gard did.

But couldn't you have considered her feelings?

"Ugh~, I'm ignoring you."

Mulseth puffed out his cheeks, and his water clone exploded with a bang, splashing all over Gard.

Sure enough, instead of comforting this damn crocodile, she should think about how to comfort Serea.

Although Seraya has a strong personality, no one could accept giving away something they had worked so hard to obtain.