A Maybach on a rainy night? Talk to my Levadin!

If you basically don't know how, does that mean you still do?

Turns out, everyone was short of gas masks...

Make a note of this, and we'll buy a batch later.

Rhodes Island is still relatively new, a makeshift organization. They were concerned about the people affected by the disaster and, after a meeting, they all agreed to come and rescue them. However, once they arrived at the scene, they found that Rhodes Island's strength was still insufficient in the face of natural disasters.

Large resettlement tents have been quickly erected by the logistics department staff. The speed at which these superhumans set up tents is truly astonishing; their physical abilities combined with their Originium Arts make them extremely efficient.

The road conditions are particularly complex. Due to the natural disaster, the local temperature in the town area has changed drastically, causing the permafrost roads to expand to varying degrees, making obstacle removal a significant challenge.

"Rabbit Head, I'm leaving this to you. You already know about the back stain management and personnel arrangements. I'm going to search inside the town; perhaps there are still a few children left in the school..."

"ACE, this is the search and rescue team, we've found a survivor!"

ACE quickly picked up the walkie-talkie: "Report the details, I will notify the medical personnel to provide support as soon as possible."

The team member on the other end of the radio sounded hesitant: "The target's vital signs are normal, and no injuries have been found... um... we suspect she's probably... asleep."

Zhao Zizhan immediately leaned back tactically. Good heavens, I thought ACE was invincible for rushing into high-concentration areas for search and rescue without protective equipment, but whose subordinate is this?

This is not the time to dwell on that. ACE decisively ordered: "Quickly remove the survivors from the scene and do not linger in areas with high concentrations."

"Yes!"

Not long after, Zhao Zizhan saw the extraordinary man whose bravery was no less than that of Lü Bu, and he was stunned as soon as he saw him.

A red-haired Sarkaz girl was walking towards the camp with the search and rescue team members. Two search and rescue team members were carrying a stretcher, seemingly preparing to carry the person back, but they woke the person up as soon as they made a move.

Looking at the girl again, her long hair fell freely like flames. She was tall and slender, wearing a black and red dress with her shoulders partially exposed. She wore leather boots on her two smooth, long legs and held a strange, giant sword as tall as a person in her hand.

"Wow, Sister 42!" This is truly like meeting an old friend in a foreign land!

Zhao Zizhan couldn't help but exclaim, "I knew that anyone who could survive in the dusty ruins after a natural disaster was no ordinary person, but I never expected that I would find such a great Buddha!"

Even amidst this apocalyptic world, Surtr emerges from the ruins, still radiant. Her beautiful dress accentuates her unique charm, making her both beautiful and fragrant, elegant yet not dignified, like Ouyang Xiu with a missing radical.

Zhao Zizhan's rabbit head and small head moved together.

P.S. It seems my previous statement caused some misunderstanding. I won't be writing any strange content here. I don't want the book to die, so please rest assured. However, it will be different from the traditional story-driven learning style. We're already fighting against natural disasters, so the scope needs to be expanded. I'm also touched by everyone's love for this book, and I will try my best to live up to everyone's expectations. As I wrote in the introduction, I will write a story about making dumplings.

Chapter 44: Do you know me?

Surtr, the previous Red Phantom God.

Standing in the first row of the Ark, where strength is paramount, for four whole years, it can be said that Zhao Zizhan was raised by her.

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It's no exaggeration to say that Surtr held me when I was a child!

Did Sister 42 actually arrive on the island at this time? When I looked at Sister 42's information, I only knew that she arrived on an island near Ursus, but I didn't expect it to be here.

Perhaps Zhao Zizhan's gaze was too obvious, because the girl turned her head and looked at him.

"Do you know me?" The girl looked at Zhao Zizhan and slowly walked up to him.

"You know me" is an affirmative statement, and Surtr saw nostalgia in Zhao Zizhan's eyes.

"Why do you know me?" Although Surtr had amnesia, he had no recollection of Zhao Zizhan from his own memories.

"I do know you, but I need you to lie down in the infirmary first. We need to conduct some medical checks on you. You've been in an environment with high concentrations of Originium dust for too long."

"My body is fine." Now, Surtr was more interested in knowing why Zhao Zizhan recognized him. If he really did recognize him, would he also know about his past?

"Whether there's any damage or not will only be known after the examination. You were exposed to such a high concentration of Originium dust and were unconscious for so long, which may have already caused irreversible damage to you." Without saying a word, several medical operators took Surtr into the tent and began to examine her physical condition.

Although Surtr has amnesia, she still has a clear sense of human kindness. In addition, the actions of the people around her are obviously to help the disaster victims, so she does not resist and simply cooperates with the actions of these medical operators.

She has already gone through so much to regain her memories; now she just needs to wait patiently.

The other self didn't seem to have any particular reaction to the child; perhaps they had just seen him somewhere before?

"How's the test result?" Seeing that Surtr was completely unharmed, the medical operators still held some hope in their hearts.

But this land never responds to anyone's expectations.

“0.10ul, basically confirmed.” The medical officer shook his head. As expected, under such circumstances, infection was almost a certainty.

"Sigh, so that's how it is? Injecting inhibitors first, let the Oripathy worsen further."

"Ah, actually I've always been like this..."

"Your situation is extremely critical. We must stop the spread of your Oripathy as soon as possible, my fellow Sarkaz. I understand you... Trust us, okay?"

Surtr wanted to say that she was actually fine, but the earnest tone and expressions of the medical operators made her swallow her words.

Oh well, I'll just treat it as sleeping somewhere else...

"Zizhan... no, Rabbit Head Operator... do you know that girl?" Several search and rescue team operators asked Zhao Zizhan while drinking water.

"Just call me Zizhan, the code name doesn't matter. As for that girl... I guess I know her." Zhao Zizhan thought for a moment and agreed.

Sister 42 is a rare and formidable warrior; I need to find a way to trick her into becoming my teammate.

"Operator Zizhan, you actually have Sarkaz friends? I thought nobody on this land would like Sarkaz..." A girl with horns opened her eyes with some curiosity.

There are actually quite a few Sarkaz on Rhodes Island. These are veterans who retired from the Kazdel Civil War and are willing to work with Kal'tsit to create a better world.

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Compared to myself, these people can truly be considered to have put knowledge into practice.

Zhao Zizhan shook his head: "How could that be? Race is not the standard for judging others. Their words and actions are. If a person could be judged solely on their race, then this land would be much simpler."

"Being born into poverty is not a disgrace."

"The path you choose determines the kind of person you will become. If given a choice, who would willingly choose a life of constant wandering and living on the edge? It's simply a matter of being unable to control one's own destiny."

"Those of you who are willing to enter high-risk areas to save others are already the most admirable people."

Zhao Zizhan said these words entirely from the heart of his education. As a rabbit-like person, his attitude towards anyone depends solely on their behavior. If you are down-to-earth, hardworking, honest, and willing to strive, even if you are as black as charcoal, you are still a good person. But if you are cunning, sly, and despicable all day long, then no matter how white you are, you are still a white pig.

Discrimination isn't because of your race, it's just that you deserve it, and it's easy to hurl insults at you.

"You all get some rest. Remember to stay for the required time and clean off any dust before going in. I'm going to check on the medical department first." Zhao Zizhan left after putting down a few bottles of water and energy bars, not paying much attention to the expressions of the operators behind him.

Saving others is not an easy task, because even if you save someone, they may not appreciate it, especially when they see that the person who saved them is a Sarkaz. Some people will suspect that these people are trying to take them as a sacrifice or that there is some kind of conspiracy. Resisting the action is the least of their worries; cursing and aggressive behavior are not uncommon.

It can only be said that the reputation of the Sarkaz race has been ruined by the centuries of hard work and sustainable exploitation by the old guard of the royal court, and the overall state of the Sarkaz mercenaries scattered abroad can be summed up in one word: apathetic.

The vast majority of Sarkaz mercenaries think: "Just survive, it doesn't matter. Let them curse me all they want. I've lost my home, so kill me if you dare."

Search and rescue operations often require personnel adjustments to minimize the presence of Sarkaz operators in front of the rescued targets.

This is a rational move, but how do the Sarkaz operators who were excluded feel?

Such a word of encouragement can be like a piece of nougat, something to be savored and chewed over countless nights, allowing one to taste its sweetness.

Upon opening the tent of the medical department, Zhao Zizhan saw the fiery girl lying on the bed, her greatsword carelessly tossed aside like a fire poker. When she saw Zhao Zizhan enter, her eyes lit up, and she immediately sat up.

She saw the ice cream in Zhao Zizhan's hand.

"Have one?"

Surtr eagerly took the ice cream. She loved ice cream, not just for the taste, but for the feeling of dissatisfaction and complaints that came with eating it.

If she's unhappy, it means I did the right thing!

“You do recognize me!” Surtr stared intently at Zhao Zizhan.

P.S. Everyone, stop stirring up trouble. I'm not writing about the Red Kingdom. It's just a story about fighting a natural disaster. We are not powerless in the face of natural disasters. Isn't that Rhodes Island's signature slogan? How did it get so far...? I'm terrified by your comments. Don't tell me the book is gone. In the end, I just want to save as many people as possible, whether they are from the Dragon Clan or the Porridge Clan.

Chapter 45: Recruiting

Faced with Surtr's piercing gaze, Zhao Zizhan turned to the medic beside him and asked, "May I take her outside for a chat? Is that alright?"

"It's best to keep the treatment time short. The patient just received an injection of inhibitors and needs to rest now."

Okay, thank you.

Zhao Zizhan led a girl who was licking ice cream in the snow to a secluded spot outside.

I truly know you.

"How many of me do you recognize?" Surtr asked excitedly, abandoning his ice cream.

“There’s more than you think, but I only know a part of you. I mean…” Zhao Zizhan pointed to the strange greatsword in the other person’s hand: “That part.”

"You recognize it?" Surtr raised the longsword in his hand, a sudden sense of absurdity rising in his mind.

Really? I've spent countless years in Terra, exploring countless places, and haven't found a single clue about myself. Now, I've just fallen asleep in one place, and you're telling me someone has recognized this sword?

The sword in his hand also emanated a surge of emotions, a mixture of arrogance, panic, and anticipation.

It's as if it's saying, "How dare someone as lowly as you know of my existence? I'm going to give you a good talking to!"

From the moment he met Zhao Zizhan, Jian expressed his reluctance to Surtr and showed great resistance to Zhao Zizhan.

But who is Surtr? Terra's number one rebel. Hey, you won't let me get close, but I'll get close anyway. See? Getting close is the right thing to do, isn't it?

This broken staff filled his mind with a bunch of chaotic and unclear memories, turning his life into a mess. Surtr wouldn't miss anything that made him feel bad.

"Tell me! This is very important to me!" Maybe if I know who this guy is and where he came from, I can find a way to get myself back?

Surtr is a very self-centered girl. Her feelings towards the giant sword beside her are like, "You gave me a broken memory that isn't that annoying, and your... ability is still usable, but your foul mouth is really damn annoying!"

Zhao Zizhan nodded: "In my hometown, there is a legend that says in ancient Asgard... after the black dragon gnawed through the trunk of the World Tree, Ragnarok would come, and the fire giant Surtur would wield his greatsword and use the Ignite spell to ignite the entire World Tree, turning the entire universe into a sea of ​​fire..."

The move to the stables forest Qiqi

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The girl listened to Zhao Zizhan's recounting of mythology, then suddenly realized a key phrase. She looked at the greatsword beside her: "The Surtr you mentioned, is it... this?"

The other self was also in shock and silence. It knew it was powerful, but it didn't seem that powerful.

Yes, but no.

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“…I’ve never heard of such a myth before.” Surtr was somewhat used to the mystification of these charlatans, and this time was no exception. Odin, Thor—he had never heard of such a thing in all his years in the world.

“Hahaha, that’s true. Because the content of myths differs from the actual situation, myths can only serve as a footnote.” After Zhao Zizhan finished speaking, Surtr couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

It was all for nothing after all...

"However, facts and myths often have similarities, and Surtr is indeed a giant... a behemoth that has existed on Terra since ancient times."

Surtr was stunned.

"Surtur, the fire giant, is very strong, but he has a terrible temper. He's impulsive and easily angered, like a volcano, ready to explode at any moment. His immense strength makes him extremely arrogant, believing that no one in the world is stronger than him. Simply put, he's incredibly arrogant, doesn't respect anyone, and isn't very intelligent either..."

Surtr glanced at the greatsword beside him, sensing the exasperated emotion emanating from it, and a slight smile played on his lips: "You're absolutely right, go on!"

"If you're looking for ways to suppress this sword and make things easier for you, I actually recommend you head to the Sami region."

"Sami?"

"That's right, because the fire giant Surtur became like this thanks to Sami."

"Oh?" Surtr was listening intently, as if she were hearing the embarrassing history of an acquaintance she didn't like.

.....

I want to marry my old wife

"Pfft..." Ignoring the impotent rage of the voice in his head forbidding him to laugh, Surtr laughed heartily.

"I see, so that's how it is..." Surtr looked at his greatsword as if it were a pathetic, arrogant fool who, brimming with confidence, challenged Sami only to be torn to pieces. It was just too clownish...

His own thunderous roar still echoed in his ears, but now it sounded so fierce yet weak.

"Thank you, you've helped me a lot," Surtr sincerely thanked Zhao Zizhan.

"What are your plans next?" Zhao Zizhan asked Surtr.

"Next, I'll listen to you for now, go check on Sami, and then continue to follow my memory..."

Zhao Zizhan glanced at Surtr with some surprise. He thought that after learning that everything she knew didn't belong to her, the girl would be depressed for a while.

"Although I still don't know who I am, I'm no longer confused, which is good news, isn't it? Besides, what do fire giants and fragments of giant beasts have to do with me? I do what I want simply because I want to, and no one can influence me!"

Surtr laughed heartily. She had always been willful and self-centered, ignoring everything she was happy to ignore and cherishing everything she was happy to cherish.