Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Chapter 375 Save This Child

In the mining area, several dormitories constructed from rusted iron sheets stood. A large number of workers, gathered in three layers, surrounded the door of the dormitory near the stairs. They chatted in a flurry of conversation, curiously peeking inside.

The shabby dormitory door was not closed. A mysterious Sarkaz man in a black cloak was sitting beside the bed, his big hand holding the skinny arm.

The forearm was covered with almost transparent crystals, like some kind of crystal mineral in a mine. Under the dim light, it reflected a magical light.

The foreman, who usually had a stern face and was unsmiling, now stood respectfully beside the bed, lowered his head and answered the Sarkaz man's questions in a low voice.

The miners were not surprised by the foreman's unusual behavior in front of the Sarkaz man. The magic displayed by the man was so powerful that he could easily overturn the collapsed mine and rescue the little girl buried underneath.

That was thousands of tons of earth and rock. Even with heavy machinery, it would take several hours to dig it out, and there was no guarantee that it would not cause a secondary collapse. But he did it alone.

The Sarkaz clan, as rumored, indeed possesses mysterious and powerful witchcraft.

After finishing his Q&A session with the Sarkaz man, the foreman straightened his back, turned his head, and shouted at the group of workers gathered at the door, "What are you all doing here? Go take a shower and rest. Don't you have to work tomorrow?"

"Shh..."

"Tsk, the old man is still so proud..."

"Let's go, let's go, let's take a shower..."

The workers who were watching the excitement in the corridor dispersed in a hurry, and as they left, they did not forget to complain about the foreman's behavior. If there were no outsiders present, they would have had to retort a few words to embarrass the old man.

"Mr. Iroh, thank you so much for rescuing this child. We all thought she was dead..."

The foreman bowed slightly to the Sarkaz man and thanked him, then turned around and closed the dormitory door. The conversation that was about to begin was quite important, and he didn't want to be disturbed.

"By the way, I was passing by this area when I heard this child's cries for help. Her symptoms of oripathy were quite severe, and she was already showing signs of fission."

The Sarkaz man's face was solemn, and his eyes fell on the girl's arm, full of pity.

He was merely a clone. Reversing the transformation of his body into Originium was something only a person who had just gained Originium authority could do. He was already at his limit, suppressing the Originium from further eroding the child's other parts.

"Is her condition hopeless..." The nearly crystallized arm deeply hurt the foreman's heart, which had been numb from experiencing life and death.

A young life, constantly slipping away. No matter how much she'd experienced, she'd never fully become accustomed to it. For that child who'd suffered so much, death might be a relief.

"Where are her parents? There's something very important I need to discuss with them."

"She has no parents." The foreman shook his head and answered truthfully.

"...During the treatment just now, I noticed that the child's hands and shoulders showed signs of heavy labor. Did you kidnap her, or did you buy her?"

The Sarkaz man spoke in a cold tone, and an invisible pressure enveloped the foreman.

At REM Billiton, it is not uncommon for underage children to participate in production work, but they are basically doing light work such as mending clothes, washing dishes and cooking.

They are part of the family, and outside of work, they get enough nutrition and rest. Assigning dangerous tasks like deep mining to a malnourished child is essentially treating her as a consumable.

This child might have been abducted, which is why he was treated like this.

The buying and selling of human labor is absolutely not permitted in the values of Sarkaz men.

"No, Mr. Iroh, you misunderstood. The workers found this child in the wilderness. They are the ones who take care of her. In exchange for food and daily necessities, she voluntarily joined the mining operation."

"We never pushed her, nor did we set any work targets. Her frail appearance is due to her suffering from mineralogy."

Seeing that the Sarkaz men regarded him as an unscrupulous human trafficker, the foreman waved his hands and hurriedly explained, fearing that if he said something wrong, the Sarkaz men would punish him.

"...Did she also have the mineral sickness when she was found?"

"I'm not sure. We didn't do a physical examination at the time. By the time we found her, pitch-black crystals had already grown from under her skin."

"Okay, I understand." The Sarkaz man nodded, looked at the thin girl who was still in a coma, and fell into deep thought.

"Um... Mr. Iroh, there's something I'd like to ask you." The foreman clenched his fist and then unclenched it, and finally decided to speak to the Sarkaz man.

"what's up?"

"I think you're a capable person and might be able to find a way to save her. Given the conditions here, staying here is just waiting to die. So, please, save this child."

The foreman spoke sincerely, bowed deeply to the Sarkaz man, and did not stand up for a long time.

No wonder he closed the dormitory door. If his workers saw it, the authority he had built up over the years would be destroyed.

"Why should I agree to your request? What kind of reward can you offer?" The Sarkaz man raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms and said in a deep voice.

"...I think you're a good person, so I decided to give it a try. I have some money here, which I'll use as the child's medical expenses."

"If you can't save the situation in the end, the remaining money will be your reward."

The foreman dug into his jacket pocket and pulled out a black card. The card number and issuing bank were printed on the front, and the PIN was written in marker on the back.

The Sarkaz man looked down at the black card, then glanced at the foreman's distressed expression, and reached out to push it back.

"Forget it, I'm not short of money. This money will be my room fee for tonight's stay. I also have something I want to ask you briefly."

"You tell me, you tell me, answer everything I know truthfully." The foreman took back the bank card with a flattering smile, revealing his yellow teeth from years of smoking.

"I want to purchase two large mining landships, preferably with a service life of no more than five years. Do you have any mining companies you would recommend?"

"If you don't mind the trouble, you can ask the Sun Valley Machinery Industry Company. They have a branch in the nearest Mobile City. I can draw you a simple map."

The foreman didn't expect that the Sarkaz man in front of him was so powerful. Two large mining land ships were an astronomical figure for an individual.

"Okay, after you finish drawing the map, you can leave." The Sarkaz man nodded, took off his cloak and hung it on the hook.

"Okay." After drawing the map, the foreman bowed again and walked away.