Rothur nodded still with an astonished expression while Arlen and Grimor looked at the man in the cloak with curious expressions. Arlen said.

“It’s pretty nice to go shopping like this occasionally.”

Grimor appeared to realize something and then nodded.

“You’re right, what other shop should we go to?”

They then continued their activities.

In the afternoon, the lights on the city ceiling is getting brighter. They are now in a busy culinary area that provides various types of food and dishes from all over the universe on a pedestrian street with various food stalls in the middle. On the right and left sides of this quite long pedestrian street are rows of various types of restaurants with modern minimalist-style buildings, with the tallest buildings only three stories high. Arlen, Grimor, and Rothur sit together on benches in various corners of this culinary area while carrying various kinds of foods, dishes’, and drinks in their hands. Grimor said.

“I'm going to admit that this city has a complete culinary culture.”

While eating, the cloaked man replied.

“Maybe it’s because the Ark city received people from across the universe who also brought their own culinary culture here.”

Rothur looked around in amazement.

“Now that you mention it, it’s true that the food stalls and restaurants here are owned by various races from across the universe.”

Arlen finished the food in his hand, stole one of Rothur’s food without Rothur noticing, and ate it with a smile.

“If my stomach can bear it, I will taste all kinds of foods and drinks here, hahaha.”

The others watched Arlen with a smile.

In the evening, the light from the artificial sun lamps on the high metal ceiling was set to grow darker orange and dimmer as time went by. They arrived at a large amusement park between a large area of trees and plants with various colors of leaves. They played several rides such as roller coasters, ferris wheels, arcade game collections, etc, most of which were rides that tested adrenaline, but they looked cheerful without the slightest bit of pressure or scare. After that, they sat together while eating foods. Arlen smiled.

“Interesting, reminds me when I was still on earth.”

The cloaked man nodded.

“I feel the same way, I haven’t been to the amusement park in a long time.”

Rothur looks normal.

“Somehow feels a bit boring....”

Grimor smiled.

“I also feel normal, maybe because everything we are used to has numbed our senses to be afraid of extreme things, hahaha.”

Grimor laughed casually; the others watched him with a smile.

At night, the lights on the city’s high ceilings are turned off and replaced with light dots resembling stars. Arlen and the others were touring the casino with a magnificent white building in a modern classic style with beautiful carvings that adorned various corners of the building. This casino has three levels decorated with various types and shapes of lights and various panel displays. Inside, the building is vast and dim, with a high ceiling that joins the two building levels.

Arlen was participating in an arm wrestling match and had just won against a race of whitish-orange skinned humanoids with large canine teeth on their lower jaws and burly bodies. Arlen’s victory caused an uproar among the people gathered around him. Arlen looked cheerful; the referee wearing a vest suit from the purple-skinned humanoid race looked at him awkwardly and frowned.

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“This is your umpteenth victory, you... you’re not cheating right?”

Arlen looked at the referee with a surprised expression.

“Of course not, haven’t you checked on me?”

The referee still looked at Arlen suspiciously. Arlen smiled broadly, and his eyes closed and smiled too. The referee sighed and looked at the crowd around him.

“Alright, who else wants to challenge our reigning champion? the others can also place bets.”

Several people then walked over to the table.

On the other hand, Grimor was playing a lore quiz that four players could participate in and one additional person as referee and dealer.

“All right, Mr. Grimor got the correct answer again. With this, Mr. Grimor became the winner again.”

The people watching around became boisterous and cheered. Grimor smiled proudly as he crossed his arms. The other three players left the table while Grimor remained in his seat. The referee looked toward Grimor with a slightly surprised expression and smiled awkwardly.

“Mr. Grimor? You still want to play?”

Grimor looked surprised.

“What are you talking about? Of course I want to play again.”

The referee smiled awkwardly.

“I mean, you’ve played and won twice already, sir. So, I suggest you should also try other games that....”

Before the referee had finished speaking, Grimor interrupted him while giving a hand signal for him to stop talking.

“Shush, I won’t change my mind, let’s start the next round immediately.”

The referee sighed, then turned to the surrounding audience.

“Okay, the next one who wants to play please have a seat at this table, the audience can also place bets on who will win.”

Not long after, three people who looked confident sat in the participant seats.

Elsewhere, Rothur is playing poker with a confident expression. Soon, Rothur won the game and caused the three opponents beside him to look stressed. Rothur smirked.

“Next time you guys have to learn how to cheat... I mean you guys have to learn more about card tricks, hahaha.”

Rothur laughed heartily, making his three opponents look at him with astonished expressions.

Elsewhere, the cloaked man is playing on an arcade game-like machine, arranged in a row and grouped neatly into many groups in several wide-open casino rooms. Shortly after, the cloaked man found that he had lost the game, causing him to suddenly stand up from his seat as he said.

“Dammit, I almost….”

The cloaked man immediately realized that he had become the center of attention of the people around him; he then sat back in his chair awkwardly.

“Skill activation....”

The cloaked man’s words stopped after noticing that he was being watched by several guards around him because of his unusual appearance. The cloaked man looked awkward.

“I mean, activate this machine and try again, hahaha.”

The cloaked man laughed awkwardly, causing some people around him to look at him with astonished expressions.

The four of them are then playing together at roulette while carrying foods or drinks in their hands. They then tried various other casino games together, with various expressions such as cheerful or annoyed, but then they laughed heartily together.

The night was getting late. Arlen, Grimor, Rothur, and the cloaked man appeared to have worn their clothes like before today’s holiday activity. Arlen wore a sleeveless leather jacket, mid-knee shorts, and boots. Grimor wore clothes resembling a white kimono, wide black long pants, and black boots. Rothur wore an ankle-length overcoat that opened in the middle, a waistcoat, long pants, a belt, boots with armor up to the knees on the front of the shoes, also gloves with armor up to the elbows on the top of these gloves, and an overcoat hood draped over his head.

The cloaked man’s entire face was covered by a black metal mask with fiery red patterns on the eyes part of the mask, a black ankle-length armored cloak covering his whole body, with a high collar up to his mouth level and a hood that covered the back of his head to the top of his head, a white shirt, black trousers, around his waist is a baldric belt for carrying weapons on his lower back, in which both of his hands are covered with gauntlets up to the elbows, and boots.

They walked down the carpeted corridor with rows of window panes beside them, showing a beautiful night view of the Ark-001 city. They walked towards the common room like yesterday after receiving an invitation from Nolan to meet again to discuss other things about S.E.A., the alliance they just formed together.

Arriving inside the room, Nolan was sitting and reading a book on a single couch with a floor lamp nearby. Nolan wore a sleeveless black knee-length overcoat that was opened in the middle with a sleeveless black T-shirt underneath, gloves, trousers, and boots. Noticing their arrival, Nolan closed his book, placed it on the short table beside him, and looked at them with a smile.

“How? Did you guys enjoy your vacation in this city?”

Arlen smiled broadly.

“Of course, it’s a shame you didn’t come with us Nolan.”

Nolan smiled.

“Sorry, but I have urgent business to attend to.”

Arlen nodded, his expression turned curious.

They are now on the balcony enjoying the night view of the Ark-001 city while carrying drinks in their hands. Nolan said.

“Okay, first of all is the matter of territory. I would like to confirm your territory list.”

The others looked at each other with confused expressions. Grimor replied.

“We don’t have anything like that, Nolan.”

The cloaked man answered.

“My organization doesn’t have one either, since our business isn’t going that way.”