People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

Are you kidding? How could Noah not have tried such a simple method?

However, what he got in return was just Tallulah's words: "Don't worry, I will arrange my time properly. You are not busy now. When I am really busy, I will let you know, like not cooking for you today."

There was no way. Ever since he knew that he was his child, although Tallulah did care for him very much and made him seem to recall the time when he was young and played behind his mother, although Tallulah was not the emperor of Victoria at that time, the entire integration movement still had a canteen and chefs responsible for cooking. So even at that time, Noah had never eaten the food cooked by Tallulah himself, and naturally he had no idea that this woman's cooking skills would be so... special.

"Okay, okay, I get it. I'll find time to talk to him about this, whether it's teaching her how to cook or persuading her not to continue. Don't worry."

"……Thanks."

After finally hearing Fang Ark's promise, Noah breathed a sigh of relief, and then said thank you awkwardly.

"Well, it's something you asked me to do. Of course I have to do it well. And saying thank you or something like that would be a bit too awkward."

Ark's meaning was very clear, but although Noah's perception of Ark was much better now, there was still a long way to go before he could call Ark father.

After all, things here are still too complicated.

His father has not been by his side since he was born, and the person his father raised eventually killed his mother. The strange emotions created by all these things led to such an awkward relationship between Ark and Noah.

"Did you tell Tallulah when you came?"

"Of course she didn't tell me. I just saw her coming into the kitchen with renewed fighting spirit after returning from Rhodes Island, so I took advantage of the opportunity to come here."

Well, it seems the delicious food created by the gourmet tablecloth really sparked Tallulah's fighting spirit. But why is she competing with a machine? Seriously.

"You'd better hurry back now. If she really comes along and finds you here..."

"Humph, Mom is hoping I'll come find you myself. Don't worry, I've already said everything I need to say, so I'm not afraid of her hearing me."

amount.

So that’s it, haha.

"By the way, I always felt like you were talking about something very heavy when I came here. What was it? I'm not talking about the part about the power of the devil, but the one before that. Well, don't look at me like that. You know, the timeline on your side is now a mess. Everything that should and shouldn't happen didn't happen at the time it was supposed to. Trying to rely on my history to predict the future is no longer reliable."

Noah said this with some complaints, but deep down in his tone there was a hint of anticipation and smugness.

This chaotic past before his eyes might actually lead to a future that is completely different from his own timeline.

There was a complex light in his eyes when he looked at Amiya. Oma Zi-O... maybe there would be other possibilities.

"That's it."

Noah was not an outsider either, and before coming to Tallulah and the Ark, he had also stayed with Tracy. According to him, the blank control dials in Tracy's hands were even made by him. If that was the case, the current situation might also have been "contributed" to by the young Drake in front of him.

"Tracy and the Whiplash Lord? Hmm..."

Noah rubbed his chin, thinking about the history on his side and the position these two people held.

"We know, right? The war in our area came too suddenly. Our later reorganized Victoria Empire was almost constantly at war from the beginning until I arrived here from the future. So, we can only say that there are records of the past, but they are not very detailed."

"There's not much to say about Tracys. He's been causing trouble for the Demon King for almost all of our history, and he was eventually killed by the Demon King in Londinium. That's what my mother told me. As for the Whiplash Lord... I have even less memory of him. I only remember my mother mentioning his name briefly, but she didn't elaborate. She wasn't there at the time, and she only heard from hearsay that the Whiplash Lord was no easy opponent."

The information contribution is basically zero.

Noticing the strange looks Fang Zhou and the others gave him, Noah blushed and snorted coldly.

"Like I said, due to the prevailing circumstances at the time, records of events before the Demon King era aren't very clear. Especially things like the Demon King's growth process, I guess only Kazdel would circulate them like the Bible. Of course, if such things were to reach the Victoria Empire, they would simply be burned as blasphemy."

What religious war?

Of course, if we consider the situation at the time, the Victorian Empire seemed to really worship Tallulah as a spiritual symbol, and there is no need to say more about Amiya. From this perspective, it seems that this was really a religious war.

"Alright, alright, I know you don't know anything. Go back and play, sweetheart."

"You're treating me like a child, aren't you?"

After glaring at Fang Zhou, Noah jumped off the sofa and turned away.

"Don't forget what I told you. Do it as soon as possible, please."

Noah said, opening the arbitrary door borrowed from the Ark and returning directly to Canaan's own room.

"What an unlovable child."

Fang Zhou was speechless as he stepped forward to close the portal.

"But rather than trying to convince Tallulah not to cook for Noah, I'd better teach her for a while. From what Noah said, it seems like Tallulah always makes mistakes with the ingredients and the amount of seasoning she adds. If it's just small mistakes like these, a few times of teaching will be enough."

After walking out of the living room with Kal'tsit and the others, the group walked aimlessly in the corridors of Rhodes Island. This was also suggested by Ark. Instead of always being busy with this and that, it would be better to empty your mind and walk around casually. Relaxing your spirit will allow you to better face the tense moments later.

"I've had two Humagias launch two balloon satellites from the deck. Although they can't fly very high due to the barrier layer, they're sufficient for now. These two satellites can monitor everything within a 1,000-kilometer radius centered on Rhodes Island. This distance is more than enough to keep a close eye on Tracy and that Whiplash Lord."

But I wonder if Tracy's "epitaph" can predict his future discovery?

“I finally made it!!!”

But at this moment, the screams of an unknown blood demon filled the entire 5th floor of Rhodes Island, causing all the operators on this floor to look sideways.

"This is... Klothir?"

Chapter 398: Tribute to the Legendary Engineer Kulushiel

“I finally made it!!!”

Fatigue, sadness, excitement and joy of finally completing the goal were mixed in the blood demon's unknown scream. The complex emotions made everyone look sideways, including Amiya, Fang Zhou and others.

"Miss Klucie? Uh, she sounds...happy?"

Amiya clearly felt a sense of relief in that scream, but just as she finished her words, the blood demon appeared in front of her as fast as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

"Happy? Do I look happy? Amiya! Amiya-chan! Do I look happy?"

Uh……

Amiya was a little overwhelmed by the completely changed temperament of Kalsil in front of her and took two steps back.

Kulushiel obviously didn't look in a very good condition at this time, or rather... quite bad.

The Blood Demon's complexion was originally pale, and at this moment, Kalsil's face was almost the same color as white putty, even whiter than Warfarin. Her eyes, which originally had only red pupils, were now completely red, with bloodshot veins densely crawling on her eyeballs. Under those tired eyes, dark circles and bags under her eyes ruined Kalsil's originally delicate face, making her look like an old monster that had been hidden in a coffin for thousands of years.

"Ms. Kluchil...you look tired."

"Tired?! Of course I'm tired! Why would I even ask you if I'm so tired, Doctor!"

A resentful voice echoed in Fang Zhou's ears. The Kalsil in front of him had disappeared without a trace, at a speed that even Fang Zhou could not detect. The blood demon's slippery tongue licked the former's earlobe, and it was this short wipe that made Kalsil's originally tired eyes sparkle with brilliance in an instant.

"Doctor...I'm so tired, how about you help me?"

The sharp fangs were already against the back of Fang Zhou's neck, and before he could say anything, Lucille was already making a gesture to bite.

"Mon3tr!"

"Roar!"

Sharp claws pierced through Kulushiel's hood, and before the blood demon's fangs could penetrate the superficial skin, she was grabbed by the dark Originium monster and dragged away from that sweet neck.

"Kal'tsit!!! Let me go! Kal'tsit, I've never asked you for anything in my life. Just one sip, just one sip, just let me drink it. No need for too much, even 1cc!"

Kal'tsit frowned as she looked at the noisy Blood Demon. Feeling the gazes of the people around her, the cold eyes of the Lynx Cat instantly made all those curious people who were curious about what would happen next shrink their heads, and then they pretended to be very busy and hurried away.

Please, although it's fun to watch the fun, they don't want to be targeted by their boss's boss's boss's boss just because of it.

Only after most people around had left did Kal'tsit turn her attention back to Kal'thir.

Although Kal'sil is a blood demon, she does not drink blood. This is a well-known fact throughout Rhodes Island.

And I'm not playing word games. I'm saying that Korsil just doesn't drink human blood. Like Warfarin, she will take out a bag of ice-cold blood from the blood bank and sip it when she has nothing to do. Korsil really doesn't even touch the blood bags. She usually eats the same things as normal operators, but the amount may be a little bit larger. After all, Blood Demon's absorption rate for ordinary food is relatively low.

This is the most common impression of Kal'tsit among Rhodes Island's operators. The same is true for Kal'tsit. Ever since she and Theresa dragged this tech-geek blood demon out of the attic, she has never seen Kal'tsit eat even a little blood.

But... why is it so crazy today?

There's definitely something going on here.

"Kal'tsit! Kal'tsit! I beg you! Just one sip! Doctor! I've sweated for Rhodes Island, I've bled for Kazdel, I'm one of the top 100 young men in Kazdel, a superb 42-star operator! Just consider it an operator bonus, let me take a sip, even if you cut yourself with a knife, I'll lick it... Ugh!"

Before Klothir could finish her words, a dim light shot out from Fang Zhou's index finger and hit the former's forehead. The blood demon, who was still shouting, suddenly quieted down and fell into a baby-like sleep.

"What's wrong with Miss Krusier? Why is she suddenly saying she wants to suck blood? I remember Miss Krusier once saying she would rather drink gasoline than a mouthful of blood."

Of course, it wasn't just Kal'tsit who was confused. There was also Amiya, who had been a little overwhelmed by Kal's tough and arrogant attitude since just now.

She had never seen Kalsil in this state before. Except when she was in the convenience store, when she transformed into a profiteer and showed her despicable wisdom, Kalsil was usually quite rational, talking and laughing, and did not look like the gloomy blood demon in the rumors at all.

But now...

"Apparently, prolonged exertion has weakened Klothir's spirit. She's easily provoked and prone to extreme behavior. As for wanting to drink blood...it's probably because of the special nature of my own blood."

Hearing this, Kal'tsit nodded involuntarily. After all, Ark is the only Homo sapiens on this land, and his blood contains a rather mysterious ingredient that reacts with Originium, which can theoretically effectively inhibit mineral sickness.

Such special blood must be a rare delicacy for the Blood Demon. With her overly fragile spirit and the unknown blood she had never seen before, Klosher's reaction was understandable.

"Well, now... Doctor, let's ask Miss Lucille to return to the engineering department. It wouldn't be nice to leave her being carried around the corridor by Mon3tr like this."

Although the people around had been dispersed by Kal'tsit's look, it didn't mean that other people couldn't pass through this corridor. Some operators came and went and saw Kal'siele being picked up by Mon3tr with one claw and the three giants of Rhodes Island living here. Seeing such a scene, even if they couldn't stop to ask what was going on, they would definitely be puzzled in their hearts.

Therefore, it would be better to take Korthir away from here as soon as possible, otherwise the Blood Demon Engineer, who is already very famous on Rhodes Island, will probably write a new legend on Rhodes Island.

"Then I'll take her back to the engineering department, back to her workshop. She's been making a lot of noise about making something, so let's go see what she's made that's got her so excited."

Fang Zhou carried Korthir directly on his shoulders. He shook her a little, and the latter felt a heavy object falling on his shoulders very directly.

This Kolshiel... is quite substantial. Life isn't as hard as your Sarkaz life, with little to eat and wear every day. How did you manage to raise so many Sarkaz girls with great figures?

After silently complaining in his heart, Fang Zhou threw Kalsil on the sofa next to the workbench when he returned to the engineering department.

Fortunately, Kalsil's studio was relatively independent, so there were no other people watching over there. In the entire room, only Amiya and the other three were still sleeping soundly with Kalsil.

"But if Miss Lucille keeps going like this, how long will it take? Do we have to wait here for her?"

Looking at Korsil who was sleeping soundly, Amiya curled up her hair and sat opposite her. Looking at Korsil who was immersed in her dream and smacking her lips, Amiya suddenly wanted to go into Korsil's dream to see what she was dreaming about and why her smacking lips sounded so sweet.

So Amiya, who was sitting opposite Klushie, was puzzled about what Klushie was eating in her dream.

"Let her rest. Look at this. You can see that Lucille really worked hard to make this thing."

Ark stopped in front of Kulusier's workbench and looked at the exquisite and small model on it, and couldn't help but sigh.

"what? What?"

Amiya quickly regained her composure from Korsil's dream, walked quickly to the back of Fang Zhou, and stuck her head out to look at the small model on the workbench that Fang Zhou was concentrating on.

Is this... a model of Galatron? No, or rather, a model of part of Galatron.

It was a small-scale model of Galatron's arm.

Amiya recognized the model on Kolsil's workbench at a glance. It was a model of Galatron. Some time ago, this model had been popular in Rhodes Island for a long time due to its handsome appearance and Galatron's performance in the first round stool speed skating competition in Rhodes Island. At that time, Kolsil had already started selling model dolls with Galatron's appearance, and according to others, she made a lot of money.

The model in front of her looked similar to the model of Galatron that Amiya had seen on Kal'sil's container before, except that Kal'sil had previously sold a small-scale full-body model at a scale of 1:300, while the one in front of her was just a replica of Galatron's arm, and its size was about 1:60 compared to a normal Galatron.

But even so, if this model wants to be mass-produced on the assembly line in Rhodes Island, it is just a matter of opening a new mold. So why did the Doctor say that Kal'sil put a lot of effort into making this model?

The doubt in Amiya's eyes naturally fell into Fang Zhou's eyes. Then he smiled lightly, and began to fiddle with the Galatron arm model in his hand. With a smooth flash, a silver-white round magic shield appeared in front of Amiya.

"This...this is!"

When Amiya saw the light shield that looked like a magic circle, her mouth opened slightly. At this moment, she finally understood what Fang Ark meant by putting in considerable effort.

"Wait, Doctor! Could it be that Miss Klucel..."

"no."

Kel'tsit, standing nearby, had already been drawn in by the conversation between the two. She looked at the Galatron arm in Fang Ark's hand, her brows full of thought. Fang Ark gently shook his head in denial of Amiya's question.

"Although it looks very similar, this shield is still slightly inferior. The energy operation method is the same, but because the material parameters are so different from the required standard parameters, the performance of this magic disc is far inferior to that of the real Galatron.

The real Galatron's defensive magic disc can easily withstand a high-temperature ray of 300000 degrees Celsius and 70 horsepower of destructive power, but this one in front of me..."

Fang Ark fiddled with the replica Galatron arm in his hand.

"I remember that the Gastriel, commanded by the Iron Duke of Victoria, was known as the most powerful high-speed warship. The defensive magic disc released by the Galatron's arm, which Klucil has copied, should easily block the Gastriel's full-strength artillery fire. Well, it can only be described as a barely successful toy-grade weapon, of course, compared to the real Galatron."

"..."

Play... toy grade? The shield that could withstand the full force of the Iron Duke's Gastril was only toy grade.

Amiya shook her head, throwing the thought out of her mind, thinking back to the first time she met Galatron and the firepower the latter displayed at that time. Perhaps for Miss Galatron, the Gastriel was not even as good as a toy.

"Doctor, have you ever considered my feelings, calling something someone worked so hard on and pulled all-nighters a toy?"

A leisurely voice came from behind. It turned out that Klushier had woken up from her deep sleep at some point.

Amiya raised her wrist to check her watch and found that only a few minutes had passed. She immediately stepped forward and held Klushier's shoulders.

"Miss Klushier, the Doctor just said that due to continuous work, your mind is very fragile and you urgently need rest. You only slept for a few minutes, so you still need to rest more."

As soon as Amiya finished speaking, Kal'tsit also walked up.