That is the future land of the Ark Kingdom! The enormous interests contained within are enough to drive any politician mad.

For those foreign sailors accustomed to journeying alone, people can, under Roman’s leadership, return to Flower Celestial City, and the treasures produced in the Deep Sea Gray Realm are indeed tangible rewards.

Fortunately, both can proceed simultaneously, and Lin Lan naturally chooses to have it all.

After clarifying the future direction, Lin Lan finally relaxed, reaching up to pinch his brow.

He had been working tirelessly in Flower Celestial City for two days and nights, and at the moment of returning to land, he felt utterly exhausted.

The Judge naturally noticed the weariness in the eyes of the Ark Leader.

Roman attempted to step onto land, only to find the ’moisture’ in his body rapidly evaporating on shore, forcing him to retreat a step, slowly blending his form into the surrounding coastline. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"I won’t disturb your rest."

Roman said softly, "I await at the entrance of the route anytime, just call me from the seaside if anything arises."

His figure once again transformed into illusory sea waves, completely merging with the sea surface, disappearing from Lin Lan’s sight.

Lin Lan let out a long breath.

The gray-haired boy gazed at the shimmering sea surface, instinctively lost in thought, he finally set the Ark on the right track, yet new dilemmas were emerging from the chaotic waters.

Present sea island, Deep Sea Gray Realm, and Genesis lost at the other end of the hourglass...

The next second, he suddenly felt his palm being bitten hard.

Lin Lan yelped and withdrew the palm covering the Witch’s cheek, discovering the blond Witch glaring fiercely at him.

"Stop exhausting yourself thinking about it."

She took his wrist casually and turned to walk toward the manor: "Let’s go, we’re going home."

Ansel actively remained where he was, helping the young men at the dock organize the heavy treasure tools.

Lucia’s little mouth once again started chattering.

"This purple dress is so ugly! Why are you wearing odd new clothes? Did you encounter anything interesting in the Gray Realm?"

"I’ll tell you everything when we get back."

"Did those two sneaky cats take advantage of the Gray Realm to do anything to you?"

"No, they did not..."

The sunset elongated the shadows of the two.

Lin Lan ignored the eager looks from the numerous sailors, nor did he act all high and mighty like a king, just chatting and laughing with the Witch as usual.

As Lin Lan moved, the crowded people also followed.

"Lord Lin Lan! Lord Lin Lan! Could you tell us how you developed new routes?"

"What do you think about Lady Nightingale’s defeat?"

"Is the defector Witch from White Tower Academy with you perhaps your lover?"

Several Alliance journalists, faces contorted, raised their alchemy cameras as hard as they could against the obstruction of the Sun Warriors.

Lin Lan couldn’t help but feel somewhat embarrassed; if it weren’t for someone protecting him, those journalists would rush over and shove the camera lens into his mouth.

However, he couldn’t be bothered with these reporters skilled at distorting facts; even thinking with his behind, it’s obvious they’re adept at taking things out of context.

The young Ark Leader seemed to turn into the center of the world.

Seeing this scene, Prince Ramses, surrounded and protected by beautiful female slaves, felt uneasy.

Damn it! Clearly, I should be the most noble of royalty! I should be the center of attention!

The so-called Lord Lin Lan is just a little blessed with luck...

The Prince clenched his teeth and fists.

"Stop... Stop! Lord Lin Lan!"

He, along with a group of slaves, blocked the Ark Leader’s path.

The sailors who had gathered immediately became excited.

Finally, there’s some drama!

Lin Lan shifted his gaze, nearly blinded by the boy across wearing sparkling gems.

"What’s up?" Lin Lan looked up and down at the other’s attire, his tone still calm.

"You..."

Despite having a script ready in his mind, Ramses felt inexplicably panicked while being stared at by those calm, unaffected eyes.

Even though his opponent wore an ugly, cheap purple dress, Prince Ramses still felt his aura was harshly suppressed by the other.

Before coming to the Ark, he had already imagined numerous times the scene of meeting the counterpart.

The adversary would be at a loss before the real master of the sun, sweating profusely, possibly even offering the throne voluntarily, begging for help to pull the Ark out of the predicament.

He would certainly gain Father’s recognition, leading Angsak Kingdom to a more glorious future.

But with the emergence of that route, everything was ruined...

Heh.

The blond Witch beside the Ark Leader chuckled.

"How dare you laugh at the Prince of Angsak Kingdom?!"

A female slave stepped forward instantly, sternly shouting, angrily glaring at the Sun Warriors with unkind faces, her noble master had suffered far too much humiliation on this little island!

Lucia merely stuck out her tongue, making a silly face.

"Oh~ So it’s the Prince of some Ang... Kingdom~"

Lin Lan raised a brow: "That’s quite some background."

"It’s Angsak Kingdom! You ignorant fellow! Listen, I must have a serious talk with you!"

Ramses gritted his teeth: "I’m royalty of the Golden Kingdom, you should receive me with the highest protocol!"

"Did you schedule a discussion?"

Lin Lan interrupted the other’s monologue.

"You..." Ramses’ tone faltered.

His face reddened ever more: "As a national leader, how can you allow subordinates to wantonly pilfer the solar resources belonging to the Angsak people!? Don’t you feel ashamed?"

"You can send someone to schedule there."

Lin Lan pointed at the administrative building not far away, his tone very polite: "Just need to wait a day or two, really quick."

"Did you even grasp my words!"

Prince Ramses completely freaked out, stomping: "Golden Kingdom will blacklist the Ark, from now on, you won’t be able to buy the top solar resources!"

Lin Lan: "Oh."

The crowd abruptly erupted into relentless laughter.

At this moment, Prince Ramses only felt dizzy.

Meanwhile, a masked woman beside the Angsak Prince stepped forward: "Dear Lord Lin Lan, we’ve actually submitted an appointment application, but..."

"Since you’ve already scheduled, then go back and wait for the notice."

Lin Lan yawned, walking past the blond youth without looking back.

Leaving the Prince with an iron-blue face, standing dazedly.

Snap snap.

Numerous Alliance reporters quickly surrounded him, raising their cameras.

"Get away! Get away!"

Ramses was furious: "Don’t you dare look at me like that!"

The High Priest tightly held the Prince’s hand, gently shaking his head.

·

One night swiftly passed.

Lin Lan had slept well for the night, lazily leaning against the chair back, observing the Empire Envoy with a hood in front of him.

"Respected Ark Leader, my name is Osguta, a military officer from the Imperial Permafrost."

The man respectfully bowed his head.

Imperial People always despise cowardly fools, in the Nightmare-shadowed snow-covered permafrost, only true warriors earn everyone’s respect.

"Just say it, which Duke is behind you?"

Lin Lan stared into the man’s eyes: "Frost Falcon? Blood Vulture? Or Raven?"

"Naturally it’s the Frost Falcon Duke with whom you have an agreement." Osguta respectfully replied.

"Our side is willing to bring enough food for the Ark to survive the winter."

Osguta didn’t speak in vain: "In addition, we can also help the Ark establish its own shipyard."