Apocalypse Regression's

Another Evil Plan?

Three days later, in the roof garden which has now been converted into a greenhouse.

"Is everything gonna be okay, Ark?"

Jay stared at Ark who was sorting out several Silverstar Grass. Take some that can be used and replant small seedlings around. Unlike Jay who was a bit panicked, Ark himself seemed calmer.

"You mean Black Panther?" ask Ark casually.

"really. Not only the Silver Cross, we also got goodwill from Black Panther. If we reject any deeper connection between the two groups, is it possible that they will antagonize us?"

"..."

Ark was silent for a moment. After thinking about a few things, he asked, "Are you scared, Jay?"

"Of course not! Why should I be afraid of them?"

"Then?" ask Ark.

"Rather than making many enemies, wouldn't it be better to make many friends, Ark?

I mean, even if we survived to the end, it's kind of uncomfortable to imagine only a few survivors. Is this ... The world too empty? After all, our original intention was to save and keep mankind from being left behind with beasts or zombies, right?"

"You're a little wrong, Jay."

"What do you mean, Ark?"

"I want to make humanity survive. However, I didn't say I wanted to save millions or hundreds of thousands of lives. Even if less than a hundred survivors at the end ...

I don't care at all."

"Ark ... You ..."

Jay looked towards Ark with a complicated expression. He felt that what his best friend was doing was quite cruel. But the man also knew how messed up the people in the world were today. The situation is not optimistic at all.

"By the way, has Old Franky completed the renovation of the reserve warehouse?"

"Yet. He said one week at the earliest." Jay shook his head lightly. "I realize you have big ambitions, Ark. However, do we really need to change the second and third floors as a hatchery and taming place?"

After returning from Silver Cross headquarters, Ark actually immediately began a plan to overhaul the reserve warehouse to serve as a breeding ground. A thing that made all the members of Sword of Sufferings shocked at once confused.

After they get the full story from Lisa, the people understand that Ark intends to conquer more animals to become partners. This made them quite excited, but also somewhat scared.

The first floor of the house is still used as a place to load and unload Dark Caravan items. The basement is used to store supplies of ordinary quality that will be sold. The third floor was made into a taming place, more like a prison cell. While the third floor will be used as a hatchery!

The role of Old Franky was huge in turning various junkyards into iron bars. Many members of the Scarlet Sword helped in the renovation of the house. But because of the many conditions of the Ark, the renovation process runs quite long. They wanted to create a safe and sturdy place to confine the beasts!

"What kind of eggs do you want to hatch, Ark?"

"After the renovation, we will look for bird eggs. Insects and reptiles are rejected!"

"Eh? Reptiles are rejected?" ask Jay.

"Yes. So waste your mind riding a dragon or something! Even if such a creature existed, it would be absurd to serve as a mount.

Throw that kind of mind away!"

"..."

Jay stared at Ark with an expression of disbelief. He was shocked when his best friend guessed what he was thinking. Feel unbearable!

"In addition, when you go out to sell items to Silver Cross and Black Panther, have their leader come in the following week. I need to meet with them to discuss something."

"Very important, even regarding the lives of many people and our relationships with other groups going forward."

Seeing the serious expression on Ark's face, Jay nodded.

"Understand."

***

Four days have passed.

"It's a little worse than I imagined, Old Franky."

Seeing the many spaces being turned into confinements on the second floor of the former reserve warehouse, Ark shook his head lightly.

"What do you want? We have absolutely no welds or anything like that. You've had this old man play with fire to clean up the rust and turn many iron rods into cages! Full week!

At least you should appreciate this old man's effort, son!"

Old Franky snorted coldly. Turning the entire second floor into a sturdy but also grim medieval prison takes a lot of effort! Even if he and those Scarlet Sword members had superhuman strength, they were still exhausted. So Ark's words really made him angry.

"Yes .. This is very good. It's just, the hatching room isn't finished yet? You said one week?" Ark tilted his head.

"This is ..." Old Franky gnashed his teeth. "One week per floor! You think I'm a genie in a magic lamp that can turn an empty land into a palace in a single snap of fingers?!"

Old Franky was really angry. If it was only a few rooms, he wouldn't care if Ark protested. But what the man had in the house was the entire floor. Two floors in the big house! There were absolutely no small houses in this elite housing!

Old Franky who was originally a gentle scholar with a thin body was now an old man with a body full of muscles, looking extremely ferocious. Similar to Gandalf version of close combat mage! (Near-range magician)

The old man had completely lost the temperament of an elegant scientist, instead resembling an old man who liked to get drunk and curse people at the bar!

"Calm down, Old Franky. I was just kidding. I have also prepared an appropriate reply to your contribution. Moreover, do you really not intend to absorb the Miracle Root from a being with this type of strength when it has reached level two?"

"I told you, I'd rather be fast!"

"Who would have thought such a muscular old man would really rather run around and stay away from enemies than jotos. Though I think you have similar tastes to your granddaughter.

Little bull and old bull."

The corner of Old Franky's lips twitched. She was completely confused by her granddaughter's choice.

Obviously Lisa is a sweet and pretty girl when silent. The girl also chose techniques that were speed based and many techniques. But who would have thought, he was really a fan of brutal fighting. Very fond of the brute and ferocious type of strength! It doesn't fit her little body at all!

"Huh ..." Old Franky took a deep breath. "I heard you wanted to meet with the Silver Cross chairman and the Black Panther representative. What are you trying to do to them, son? They're good people, right? Don't go too far."

"Of course I have absolutely no ill intentions towards them. Instead, I want to help them lighten the load."

Ark smile. Old Franky who saw his smile widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

"Ark, don't tell me you're-"

Not waiting for Old Franky to finish his speech, the man had already walked away because there was nothing else the old man wanted to talk about.

Waving his hand as he turned his back on Old Franky, Ark said.

"Just calm. Everything's gonna be okay."

Hearing the young man's words, Old Franky let out a long sigh. He could only see Ark's back walking away while shaking his head.

>> Connect.