Ark, I became an NPC in the online game

The Tower of Babel is also very interesting in its name. It originated from the Book of Genesis: At that time, people on earth all spoke the same language. After leaving the east, they came to the land of Shinar. There, people tried every means to burn bricks so that they could build a city and a towering tower to spread their fame and prevent them from being scattered all over the world.

This is so similar to the current Tower of Babel, where mercenary operators of different races gather together and fight for the same goal.

Maybe this is Theresa's idea, to unite all those who can be united so that the Sarkaz and other Terrans can live in peace.

This is a difficult decision, because the older generation of the Sarkaz royal court still remember their hatred, their unwillingness and deep resentment.

This is the Tresis Army, using the flames of war to unleash all the hatred of the Sarkaz people, using war to support war, and regaining the glory of the Sarkaz people in battle.

Xia Yuan withdrew his thoughts and looked again at the film woman who was a head shorter than ACE and standing in front of him.

【Kal'tsit Level? 】

Kal'tsit glanced at him, her eyes lingering on Mace and Senomi for a moment, then looked at Ace, "Guest?"

"Messenger, here to deliver a letter."

The woman nodded indifferently. She seemed to have no emotions and was indifferent to everything. "The messenger of Sakota entered Kazdel. I wonder if I should praise him for his dedication or judge him for his ignorance?"

Xia Yuan smiled and said, "Sakta always has optimism and innocence in his heart. Fortunately and unfortunately, I am a member of Sakta."

"You have other purposes besides delivering the letter." Kal'tsit said calmly, her voice still without any emotion. "Sakota, what are you doing here? Are you here to satisfy your thirst for knowledge and curiosity as a Sakota?"

ACE's face changed slightly, and he turned sideways to look at Xia Yuan who was walking behind him. At this time, Jian took a step forward to block in front of ACE, and his hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword.

“Please call me Pioneer, Lady Lord.” Xia Yuan did not feel the tense atmosphere. He just gave Kal’tsit a perfect noble salute. “Someone once said, use your own eyes to see. If you are really determined to walk into this land and no longer be blinded by the illusion of civilization, this is exactly what I am doing. Messenger is just an identity.”

“When I stand on this land, regardless of my identity, I am just an ordinary pioneer. I am tempered in difficulties, gain experience in failures, mature in setbacks, grow gradually in the face of ridicule, and improve in exploration.”

"Leaving aside civilization and country, this land and the people on it have so much...things that need me to explore. Please forgive the purest emotion of a seeker of knowledge, curiosity."

Kal'tsit felt that the way the Pioneer spoke in front of her was familiar. In her long life, she had a photographic memory of trivial matters and she confirmed that this was the first time she met the Pioneer.

“The bright and open road is easy to walk on, while the dark and rugged road is difficult to walk on. I hope you can find your way here and explore the things you are curious about.”

After saying this, Kal'tsit nodded to ACE again and left quickly.

ACE breathed a sigh of relief after she left completely. He glanced at Xia Yuan strangely. He always felt that the way this pioneer spoke was very similar to someone, but he didn't say who it was.

Senomi just felt that his master and that Filin had a long conversation and his mind was a little confused.

"So are you here to deliver a letter?" ACE asked unhappily.

Xia Yuan shrugged his shoulders. "I said I want to go into the Tower of Babel for a tour. Will the mercenaries on the front line let me in?"

"I've just explained the reason. I'm just a little curious about the power of Babel Tower. It has nothing to do with race. It's just my personal curiosity." He made a gesture of invitation. "What kind of power could gather the Sarkaz and some people of other races to fight together during the civil war? I'm very curious about the answer."

ACE couldn't help sighing again. Why do people have to make things so complicated? Wouldn't it be better to just start and end directly? Wouldn't it be better to just say I'm curious?

I can only say that such a beautiful tone of text really gives ACE, who is the boss, a headache. After all, there was already one in the Tower of Babel, and now there is another one...

As guests, Xia Yuan, Jian and Senomi lived in an empty room. Compared with a guest room or a hotel room, this place was more like a dormitory for mercenaries or operators. The beds were divided into upper and lower bunks. Although the furniture was old, it was very clean. Xia Yuan had no objection to this, and Jian was not a picky person.

"Are you here to do business with Babel Tower?" After checking whether there was any danger in the room, Jian returned to the bed and sat down and asked.

Xia Yuan shook his head. "It was not my original intention to intervene in the civil war. This battle is a battle between two ideologies. I am not suitable to participate in it."

"I just want to see here what Theresa's spirit is."

If he were to participate in Kazdel's civil war with his identity, he would be in great trouble. There was a possibility that the Lateran Notary Office would send out executors to execute him on the spot. After all, this was a civil war among the Sarkaz race. If Sakota participated in the war, it would leave room for controversy and put him at a disadvantage in diplomacy.

Xia Yuan naturally would not cause trouble for Lateran, and joining the Tower of Babel was naturally not his choice.

He really came here to see the scenery.

But Jian naturally wouldn't believe this sentence.

"So you are here to do business, boss. How long have I been with you, and I don't know you?" Sister Jian Yu laughed. Xia Yuan rolled his eyes at her and said nothing.

It was indeed inconvenient to have a halo on his head. Xia Yuan had thought of this more than once. He could not observe the camp secretly or learn anything from the operators because he was Sakota and such actions would be considered as spying on the enemy.

However, he still put on a mask made by a craftsman to cover up his charming and beautiful face. After settling the sleeping Senomi down, Xia Yuan left the room alone.

ACE does what he says. His current task is Xia Yuan’s bodyguard - it seems that he was injured on the front line and this period of time is considered as recuperation.

There weren't many places for Xia Yuan to hang out. Apart from the courtyard and the square, there were only a few places he could go. ACE followed Xia Yuan out of the room and came to the square. He saw Xia Yuan looking at the task board and explained, "Babel Tower's tasks are all in the form of teams. Our tasks are not entirely combat. They include exploration, hunting, search and rescue, etc..."

"Search and rescue?"

"Yes, take in some homeless Sarkaz." ACE looked to the left and gestured, "Go down from here and you will reach the residential area. Not all Sarkaz in Kazdel are mercenaries. There are also some mercenaries and children who cannot fight."

"There are very few old people among the Sarkaz. Most of the young people died on the battlefield or from mineral sickness."

"Even if we want to farm, we can't grow any plants on this scorched black land cursed by Originium." Xia Yuan said as he glanced at the gray sky.

ACE nodded silently.

"Where do you think Kazdel's future lies?"

Xia Yuan asked, "I am not asking this as a Sakota, but as a Terran, I am curious about what the operators in Theresia's army think."

"Her Highness has always believed that uniting all the Sarkaz who can be united and giving them a home is the only way to make the Sarkaz settle down and find a sense of belonging, and then recognize that they are a collective." ACE sighed, "Her Highness's ideals are far-reaching. I and other non-Sarkaz operators are attracted by her ideas... What a wonderful scene it would be if all Terrans united... starting with the Sarkaz race."

Xia Yuan reminded, "The conclusion you mentioned cannot avoid one issue, mineral sickness."

"There are people on this land whose status is lower than that of ordinary people. The Sarkaz are a race that have been infected with mineral sickness since birth due to various factors. They will spend their entire lives in such pain, and even death will not bring them peace."

"It is true that Terrans can coexist peacefully, but can Terrans coexist peacefully with the infected?"

ACE pursed his lips and just sighed.

Xia Yuan didn't say much. He came to the fence and looked at the ordinary residential area not far away. Here he could see many young Sarkaz children playing and fighting on the ground.

"In Leitania, children of this age always carry musical instruments with them. They play sweet and moving melodies in the streets and alleys," said Xia Yuan.

ACE came to his side, and the tall and mighty Fidelia smiled bitterly, "Infected..."

“Can the infected live in peace with ordinary people?”

The elder brother shook his head without hesitation. Xia Yuan added, "Even in Colombia, where the infected are least oppressed, the areas they live in are different from those of ordinary people. Ordinary people usually don't set foot in their communities."

"As for Ursus." The young man put on a sarcastic smile on his face and did not continue speaking.

ACE was feeling heavy-hearted and full of worries, he had not expected that all these were caused by the person he was protecting.

The two of them walked around the neighborhood and soon arrived at dinner time.

Xia Yuan returned to the bedroom and found Senomi following Jian to calm her breathing. They seemed to have just finished practicing today's lessons.

Jian smiled and said, "Have you seen Theresa?"

"If only it were that easy."

Xia Yuan rubbed Senomi's head and said, "Let's go have dinner."

"Ah."

Senomi nodded her little head vigorously.

The area where they had their meals was in the cafeteria. When Xia Yuan and the others sat down with their plates in hand, they saw operators of different races coming in and out continuously. Of course, the most numerous race among them was still the Sarkaz.

ACE sat down opposite Xia Yuan with a plate of food in his hand. He dully picked at the dry meat and vegetables on the plate.

In Kazdel, the food is already very good, so don't be so demanding.

Senomi didn't feel anything. She was still growing and finished the food on her plate in no time. Seeing this, Xia Yuan gave her some of his meat. This move made Senomi very nervous and she looked like she was going to cry the next second.

Xia Yuan was speechless. Is he so scary?

Mace gently touched Senomi's little head, and Xia Yuan said softly: "Eat, and have a good rest after eating."

"Okay." Senomi nodded.

ACE was curious about the relationship between the young lady and the two of them. He asked in a low voice: "Mr. Pioneer... Is this your daughter?"

"I'm so young and not married yet, how could I have a daughter like that?" Xia Yuan complained, "She was a slave in the Casimir market, and I felt sorry for her so I bought her back."

ACE laughed dryly, feeling a little embarrassed. At first glance, he really didn't think that this young lady had been a slave. After all, there was no sign of slavery on her body. She was very healthy and the clothes she wore were not tattered.

From this point we can see that Xia Yuan is a pretty good person.

Putting aside the depression from the afternoon conversation with Xia Yuan, ACE began to feast on the food. It was a pity that the Tower of Babel had a ban on drinking, and people were only allowed to drink when celebrating or winning a war.

——Otherwise he would definitely have a few drinks with Xia Yuan.

In a blink of an eye, Xia Yuan had already stayed in the Tower of Babel for a week. Of course, he did not do nothing during this week. When he and ACE were bored wandering around the camp, they went on an exploration mission. When they came back, ACE was scolded by Kal'tsit again, and ACE was happy to accept it. To be honest, he was almost suffocated in the camp these days, and he naturally had to grab the opportunity to go out.

After ACE's injury healed, his work became busier. Xia Yuan also felt that it was a waste of manpower to continue to let him hang out with her, so in his free time, he would wander around the Babel Tower headquarters, like a player trying his luck to meet someone who would trigger a mission.

dusk.

Xia Yuan stood in front of the window, looking at the gray-red clouds and sky outside. No matter how many times he looked at it, it always looked like the scene before a natural disaster.

Although it was a pity that he didn't meet Theresa, he was already content to meet Kal'tsit.

The sound of footsteps far down the corridor made him tilt his face.

"Lord Kelsey, is the operation over?"

Kal'tsit came to Xia Yuan with a calm expression and said, "Saving one person and saving the world from suffering will both make people feel exhausted physically and mentally, but the sense of accomplishment gained is almost the same."

"Do you think the Tower of Babel can bring hope to the Sarkaz people?"

"When faced with the choice between war and food, few people would choose the former." Kal'tsit said calmly, "When the people of this land are rootless, they will not choose to take up arms, but will think about what prey they can hunt today."

"I hope this trip will satisfy your curiosity, pioneer."

"--Do you have time to chat?" Xia Yuan called out to Kal'tsit who had not yet left. She turned around indifferently, and her emotionless green eyes swept lightly across his face.

"I have thirty minutes."

Xia Yuan followed in silence, feeling so tiring to talk like this!

But it feels so good to tell each other riddles like this in front of Kal'tsit!

Chapter 57: The High-ranking Officials of the Tower of Babel

Before doing business, you must first know what the other party needs.

As a businessman in his previous life, Xia Yuan had done a lot of dog-trading business, buying here and selling there. As the fourth disaster, he had no kind heart. As an arms dealer, the production system was the fastest way to make money. He drove a car in an uninhabited area just to sell the goods as quickly as possible for a good price. He did this a lot.

There was a famous sales pitch in the past: "Please sell me this pen."

"Okay, do me a favor and sign this napkin for me?"

"But I don't have a pen."

A businessman discovers demand, creates demand and satisfies demand.

What was missing from the Tower of Babel? There was a lack of food and outdated equipment. Xia Yuan had no way of conjuring food for them. It was impossible to grow plants on this scorched black land, and providing weapons would make him look like an aid to the enemy, which was contrary to his original intention.

As for other aspects in which he could demonstrate his strengths, there was only one left.

It just happens to be somewhat related to my title.

"I only have half an hour."

Lord Kal'tsit brought him into his office and did not prepare any tea for him. His attitude was obvious, telling him to just say whatever he wanted to say.

Besides, Xia Yuan couldn't imagine Kal'tsit serving tea or water.

"ACE and I participated in a mission to explore this land a few days ago. The people traveling with us were members of the ACE team. I found that they did not have enough protective gear."

Protective tools are not the same as armor. Generally speaking, protective tools look like oxygen masks in real life. This equipment is very necessary when performing tasks in areas infected by Originium.

In the polluted land of Kazdel, the exploration team of the Tower of Babel has these protective gears, but the number is very small and they are very old. Once they come into contact with the dangerous Originium dust environment, they will inhale or touch the Originium dust, and what awaits them is the aggravation of their mineral sickness or direct death.

"The fate of a mercenary should not be death from Originium dust, nor death from aggravated Ore Disease, Lord Kal'tsit, what do you think?"

Kelsey said calmly: "Now there is a man who is good at speaking in Sakota, and he is also a businessman."

"Law, don't you care?"

"The law is as cold as set data. Data has no emotions, but people do." Xia Yuan said calmly, "The honor of the Sarkaz cannot feed the mercenaries. War may be unavoidable, but we can ensure their safety before going to the battlefield."

"..."

Kal'tsit narrowed her emerald eyes slightly, "I don't know whether it is an honor or sorrow for Lateran civilization to have a Sakota like you appear in this paradise of Lateran."

Xia Yuan said: "It should be sad. In that paradise, there are always two mavericks. Even empathy can't connect the emotions between us. What we feel while understanding each other is an emotion called sadness."