Chapter 25 Chapter Twenty-Four

Kanya sits at the scene of the devastation wrought by White Shirt's vengeance, sipping his coffee.Several customers of this rice noodle shop squatted silently in the corner farthest from her, listening to a Muay Thai match broadcast on the hand-cranked radio.Kanya ignored them and took the customer bench to himself.No one dared to sit next to her. Jaidi's actions in the past may have damaged his relationship with the other white shirts, but now, they bared their fangs, and she would not interfere, just stand by.Her men have already gone further than her.They are unscrupulous like wolves, settling old accounts, sweeping away fetters, and striding forward without scruples.

The shopkeeper's face was dripping with sweat, and he bowed down to look at the steaming bowls of rice noodles. Beads of sweat on his face were reflected blue by the illegal biogas flames.He didn't look at Kanya, probably regretting his decision to buy black-market fuel. The slight crackle of the radio and the shouts from the Lufini Stadium crowd mixed with the whoosh of the flames beneath the wok.The shop owner was immersed in cooking the rice noodle soup, and no one listening to the radio looked up at her. Kanya took a sip of his coffee and smiled dourly.After the violence, they all understood.A weak environment ministry is simply ignored or ridiculed.And now the Ministry of the Environment is swinging a baton, spring pistols ready to knock anyone down.Such a response from the Ministry of the Environment is very different from before.

How many illegal stoves like this one had she destroyed these days?There were probably a few hundred, belonging to the impoverished people who sold coffee or rice flour, who couldn't afford the kingdom's heavily taxed methane.Methane is expensive, bribes are much cheaper.While black-market methane lacks the additives that make flames appear safe to be green, the risk is voluntarily accepted. We used to be too easy to bribe. Kanya pulled out a cigarette and lit it on the damned blue flame under the owner's pot.He didn't stop her, as if she didn't even exist.It's a fantasy that makes both parties comfortable.She wasn't the white shirt sitting in front of his illegal stove; nor was he the Yellow Card person she could throw in a Yellow Card building and make him sweat to death with his fellow man.

She took a drag on her cigarette, thinking about something.Even if the shopkeeper didn't show the fear in his heart, she still understood how he felt.She thought back to when White Shirt came to the village where she was born.They poured lime and salt into her aunt's fish pond, slaughtered her poultry, and piled up the carcasses to burn them. You're in luck, yellow card people.When white shirts came to our village, they didn't want to protect anything at all.They just come and burn and burn.You'll be treated much better than we were then. To this day, she still panics and wants to hide as long as she remembers the men in white, blackened by smoke and hiding demonic eyes behind gas masks.They came at night, without any warning.Her neighbors and relatives fled naked, screaming before the burning torches.And behind them, the humble houses collapsed in flames, and the bamboo and palm trees became living things of orange in the darkness.Ashes billowed around them, searing their skin, and all were coughing and retching.That's when she got burned and the scars are still there.She remembered how the burning palm leaves fell on her small, thin arms, and the burning sensation she would never forget.How she hated white shirts.Huddled with her cousins, she watched in horror as police forces from the Environment Ministry razed their village to the ground.From that moment on, she hated the Ministry of the Environment with all her heart.

But now, she led her subordinates to do the same thing.Jaidy must have seen the irony in this. There were panicked cries in the distance, rising into the sky like black smoke from a burning peasant's hut.Kanya sniffed.It might be some kind of nostalgia.The smell of cigarettes is very similar to that smoke.She took another drag on the cigarette, then let it out.She wondered wildly that perhaps her men had gone too far.The slum was built of weatherproof timber, and if there was a fire, it would be a big problem.The wood is coated with oil to keep it from rotting while allowing it to burn easily when exposed to heat.She took another drag and exhaled.There was nothing she could do about it anyway.Maybe it was just some police officer who set fire to illegally collected waste.She reached for her coffee mug, took a sip, and glanced at the bruise on the cheek of the man who had served her.

If anything, the Ministry of the Environment has a view on the yellow card issue, it's that all yellow card refugees should be on the other side of the border.This is a problem of Malaya, another sovereign country's problem, which has nothing to do with the Kingdom of Thailand.But Her Majesty the Child Queen was full of compassion and compassion.In a way, Kanya has no such character traits. Kanya stubs out his cigarette.These are Gold Leaf cigarettes, designed by local engineers, and the best cigarettes in Thailand.She took another cigarette from the cellophane-wrapped case and lit it on the blue flame.

Kanya signaled the yellow card shopkeeper to pour her another cup of sweet coffee, and the shopkeeper kept a respectful expression while serving her.Cheers from the stadium came on the radio, and the crowd around it cheered too.At this moment, they forgot that there was a white shirt beside them. The sound of footsteps was very slight, just covered by excited shouts, but the expression of the yellow card man revealed the truth.Kanya didn't look up.She gestured to the man standing behind her. "Kill me or sit down," she said. The man chuckled twice and sat down. Nalong was neatly dressed in a loose black turtleneck shirt and gray trousers.His profile was that of a clerk, except for his eyes: he had alert eyes.Plus, his body is too relaxed, giving off an air of ease and confidence, an arrogance that's hard to blend with his casual attire.The sense of power in some people is indeed too strong to pretend to be a lower level person at all.It was this kind of self-confidence that made him stand up at the takeoff and landing field, and he was discovered.She suppressed her anger and waited for the other party to speak.

"Do you like silk?" He touched his shirt. "It's made in Japan. They still raise silkworms." She shrugged, "I don't like anything about you, Naron." After hearing this, he smiled, "Come on, Kanya. I have become the captain, but I still don't have a smile on my face." He gestured to the yellow card man to pour his coffee.A thick brown liquid poured from the jug and into the glass.The yellow card man puts a bowl of soup in front of Kanya, with fish balls, lemongrass and chicken nuggets.She picked out the Udex rice noodles one by one and ate them.

Nalong sat patiently without saying a word.It took a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "This meeting was proposed by you." "You killed Chaya?" Nalong straightened his body slightly, "You always lack social etiquette. You have been in the city for so many years and we have given you so much money, but you are still as rude as a fisherman on the Mekong River." Kanya looked at him coldly.If she was willing to look inside, she would admit that she was afraid of this man, but she would never let it show.Cheers came from the radio behind him again. "You guys and Pracha make me sick," she said.

"When you were a fragile little girl, we found you and brought you to Bangkok. You didn't think so at the time. We were the ones who paid for your aunt's living expenses until she died, and you too No. You still didn’t think so when we offered you a chance to completely defeat General Praca and the White Shirts.” "Everything has a limit. Chaya didn't do anything." Nalong watched her motionless like a spider.Finally, he spoke: "Jaidy crossed our line. You even warned him. I think you have to be careful yourself, don't get into the snake's mouth."

Kanya tried to refute, but shut her mouth again.When she spoke again, she was able to control her voice well: "Will you deal with me like Jaidi?" "Kanya, how long have I known you?" Naron smiled, "How long have I taken care of your family? You are like our daughter." He handed her a thick envelope, "I will always Neither will hurt you." He said, "We are not like Pracha." Naron paused, "How did the death of the Bangkok Tiger affect the Ministry of Environment?" "Look around you." Kanya tilted her head, motioning for the other party to listen carefully to the conflicts happening everywhere. "The general is angry. Zaidi is like his brother." "I've heard he's going to take the Ministry of Trade directly, and maybe try to destroy the Ministry of Trade." "Of course he wants to deal with the Ministry of Trade. Without the Ministry of Trade, we have half as few problems." Nalong shrugged.The envelope was still on the table between them.It can be said that what is placed on the table is Jaidi's body.Over the years, she has continued to invest in revenge, and this is what she has been rewarded for. I'm so sorry, Jaidy.I warned you. She took the envelope, took out the cash inside, and stuffed the money into her pocket under Nalong's watchful eye.The man seemed to hide a knife even when he smiled.He combed his back, and his hair was shiny and smooth.He looked very calm, but at the same time terribly intimidating. This is the kind of person you associate with.A voice whispered in her head. Kanya shuddered at the sound.The voice was very similar to Jaidy, just like him, with a mix of humor and coldness in his tone, and he burst out laughing as he made his conclusions.Jaidy never lost his ability to laugh. I am not the same as you.Kanya thought. Jaidy's grin and chuckle again.I know. Now that you know, why don't you just kill me? The voice stopped speaking.The sound of Muay Thai bouts continued behind them over the crackling radio.The two sides of the battle are Chanen and Shada.It was supposed to be a close match, but either Chanen has improved so much lately, or Shada took money to lose the match.Kanya is always betting money on the losers.The game is suspected of being interfered by outsiders. Perhaps the manure giant has become interested in this game.Kanya had an annoyed look on his face. "Badly?" Nalong asked. "I always bet on the losers." Nalong laughed, "That's why we need to obtain information in advance." He handed her a piece of paper. Kanya looked at the names on the list. "These are Pracha's friends, some of them are generals. They are under his protection." Naron grinned, "That way, when they are suddenly attacked by him, they will be extremely surprised. Hit them. Let them bleed. Let them know that the Ministry of Environment does not look down on them, and let them know that the Ministry of Environment will treat all people equally." Illegal behaviour. No more special favors, no more friendships and easy deals. Let them know that this new Ministry of the Environment will never compromise." "Are you trying to drive a wedge between Pracha and his allies? To make them angry with him?" Nalong shrugged and said nothing.The other party seemed to have no other instructions. Kanya finished eating the rice noodles in the bowl and stood up, "I have to go, I can't let my subordinates see me with you." Nalong nodded and allowed her to leave.Kanya strode out of the coffee shop.Behind her, people listening to the radio groaned in disappointment, Shada was cornered again by Chanen, who suddenly became fierce. Around the corner, by the light of a green methane street lamp, Kanya begins to straighten her clothes.There was a stain on her blouse from the violence tonight.Frowning in disgust, she rubbed the stain vigorously.Then, she took out the list Nalong gave her again, and memorized all the names on it. These men and women were General Praca's closest friends.Now, they will accept the enforcement of white shirts just like those yellow card people who were thrown into the yellow card building.Just like General Praca's law enforcement in the Northeast many years ago, only hungry villagers and burned houses were left behind. It's not easy.But at least, this time she is doing justice. Kanya crumpled the list.This is the rule of our world.Tit for tooth, blood for blood, she thought, until we're all dead and the Cheshire cat dances on our blood. She wondered: Maybe the past was really better than the present, maybe there really was a golden age powered by gasoline and technology.In that era, solutions to one problem did not create new ones.She wanted to curse the farangs who came here, the employees of the calorie company, with their experimental equipment and carefully cultivated grains that were going to feed the world, and their improved calorie-efficient animal.The staff of Agro-based Company and Pure Card Company declared that they are willing to feed the whole world and export the food crops they cultivated, but then they will always find reasons to postpone the arrival of that day. Ah, Jaidy, she thought, I'm so sorry.very sorry.For what I have done to you and people like you.I didn't want to hurt you.If I had known in advance that confronting Pracha's greed would be so costly, I would never have come to Bangkok. She was going to join her subordinates, but instead she walked towards a nearby temple.The temple is small, more like a shrine set up by neighbors who live nearby, and only a few monks worship Buddha here.A young boy and his grandmother kneel before a gleaming seated Buddha, and the place is empty save for the two.Kanya bought a few sticks of incense from the vendor at the door and walked into the temple.She lit the incense sticks, knelt down, and held the burning incense sticks high above her head. In this way, she worshiped the Three Jewels: Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha.She began to pray. How many evil things has she done?How many sins are written in her name that she needs to pay for one by one?Akarat promises her vengeance, so she must bring him glory, but does it really matter?Perhaps, more importantly, to bring honor to her spiritual adoptive father, Jaidi? A man comes to your village and promises to fill your stomach with food, let you live in a big city, and give you enough money to cure your aunt's lung disease and buy wine for your uncle.He doesn't even need your body to pay him back.Can you expect more?If none of this can buy your loyalty, what will?After all, everyone needs a patron. Loyal warrior, I hope you find better friends in your next life. Ah, Jaidi, I'm so sorry. My soul will travel the world alone for thousands of years to atone for my sins. I hope you can be reincarnated in a better place than here. She stood up, performed Namaste again to the Buddha, and walked out of the temple.On the steps of the temple gate, she looked up at the stars.She couldn't help but wondered what kind of karma she had in her previous life to be punished like this in this life.She closed her eyes, not giving the tears a chance to flow. A building in the distance exploded in flames.She has more than a hundred subordinates working in the area, and the pain of enforcing the law is felt by all.Laws are a fine thing when they are written on paper, but when all bribes are eliminated, the law will bind people with force and hurt them all.Suddenly, she felt very tired.She turned and left this hellish place.There was too much blood and ashes on her hands this night.Her men know how to do a good job.Her home is not far from here. "Captain Kanya?" Kanya opened her eyes, and the dawn sunlight filtered into the room through the curtains.For a moment, she was a little confused, forgetting what happened these days, forgetting her new position... "Captain?" The voice came from outside the curtained window. Kanya got up from the bed and walked to the door of the house. "What's wrong?" she called out the door, "What's the matter?" "The Ministry is calling you over." Kanya opened the door, took the envelope from the messenger, and opened the seal. "This is the call from the Quarantine Division." She said with some surprise. He nodded. "It's a voluntary job. In the past, Captain Jaidi..." He didn't continue, "General Pracha asked all the members of the Environment Department..." He hesitated. Kanya nodded. "Yes. Of course." She remembered Jaidi's previous story of battling the early signs of a second-generation TB outbreak and gave her goosebumps.He and his men worked with their heads in their hands, and it was anyone's guess as to who would die before the week was over.When they burned down the whole village, everyone's face was covered with sweat, and everyone's heart was full of panic.Homes, temples, and Buddha statues were all turned into billowing smoke that rose to the sky. Monks chanted scriptures around them, asking for help from gods and Buddhas. People around them were all lying on the ground waiting to die, while their lungs were completely destroyed. Coughing up a lot of fluid.Quarantine Division.After reading the message in the envelope, she nodded to the young man, "Okay, I understand." "Do you want to bring back a message?" "No need." She put down the envelope and let it sit on the small table like a scorpion, "That's enough." The messenger saluted and ran towards the bicycle parked under the steps.Kanya muses and closes the door.This envelope means bad luck.Maybe this is her reward, the punishment she deserves. Before long, she was on her way to the Ministry of Environment compound, cycling through tree-shaded avenues, through canals and along two-way, ten-lane boulevards designed for cars but now filled with herds of giant elephants eating leaves go ahead. When she arrived at the quarantine branch, she underwent two security checks before being allowed to enter. The computer and temperature-controlled fans beep continuously.The entire building seemed to vibrate with the energy burning within it.More than three-quarters of the Ministry of the Environment's carbon emission allowance is consumed in this office building.It is here that the geniuses of the quarantine division judge and predict what kind of mutations may occur in the crop's genes in the future, and any actions taken by the Ministry of the Environment are based on this. Behind those glass walls, the servers with flashing red and green LEDs drained enormous amounts of energy, saving the City of Angels from the abyss as well as it.She walked down the corridor and through several rooms.Scientists sit in front of huge computer screens, watching and studying the bright genetic graphics on the screen.In Kanya's imagination, she seemed to feel the energy draining away like a tide.How much coal is consumed just to keep the work going in this building. Some of the people in the Quarantine Division are very famous now.In folklore, they have been associated with Achaan Chah, Chat Gokiti and Sewubu Nakasaten.Some of them are even regarded as benevolent living Buddhas who vowed to save the kingdom. She walks through a patio.In a corner of the patio was a small shrine containing statuettes of Master Larkhi, who looked like a small, wizened ascetic, and Sarah, the saint of the Nongji Company.Twin Buddhas, a man and a woman, calorie thief and gene cracker, thief and builder.As usual, there were a few sticks of incense burning in front of the shrine, as well as breakfast plates and garlands of marigolds.When the plague worsens, many scientists will pray here, hoping to find a solution to the problem. Even when we pray, we pray to Farrang, Kanya thought. Farang's plague can only be cured by Farrang's antidote. Pick up any tool you can find and make it your own.Jaidy had said that many times, explaining to her why they worked with the worst people, why they bribed and encouraged monsters like Gibson to steal their work. A cutlass doesn't care who holds it or makes it.Grab the handle and it will slash at your will.If Farang can be your tool, hold it in your hand.And if it starts working against you, you throw it in the furnace and reforge.At least you can get the ingredients to make it. Grab any kind of tool.He is always so realistic. However, this practice is painful.Searching hard, even begging, just for a crumb of foreign knowledge, struggling to survive like a Cheshire cat.And more knowledge is kept within the Sino-Western alliance.Wherever a creative genetic theorist appears in any part of the world, they send someone to scare, flatter, and bribe him or her to go to Des Moines or Changsha to work with the rest of the best and brightest scientists.To fight against researchers from Pure Card Company, Nongji Company, or Red Star Company, you need equally powerful researchers.But even if there are such researchers who are willing to stand up against Calorie, what kind of research conditions can the Kingdom of Thailand give them?The most high-end computers here are also generations behind Calorie's equipment. Kanya dismisses the thought.We are still alive.We are alive while other countries are gone.Malaya has become a slaughterhouse, Vietnam has groveled, Burma has had nothing but famine, the American empire has lost its former glory, and the European Union has disintegrated into warring cliques.And we not only persisted, but even expanded our territory.In such a hostile environment, the kingdom survived.Thanks to the Buddha for his aid, and to our Her Majesty the Queen who brought in these dreadful franc instruments to serve this country; otherwise we would have no means of resisting. She came to the last checkpoint and was again checked for documents.The doors of an elevator slid open, silently inviting her to step in.She felt a gust of air rushing into the elevator with her, because of the negative pressure.Then, the elevator doors closed. Kanya felt as if she was sinking into the depths of the earth, like falling into hell.She thought of the ghosts that roamed the eerie facility.Those who sacrificed their lives summoned the demons that lurk in the world, and their spirits wander restlessly here.Thinking of this, her skin couldn't help but tingle. down. down. The elevator doors opened.She walked down a white hallway and an airtight door, undressed, doused herself in water that smelled heavily of chlorine, and came out the other side. A boy handed her a white lab coat, asked her to sign a sign-in sheet, and led her down a few corridors. The anxious faces of the scientists here know they are under siege.They know that just a few doors away, all sorts of apocalyptic horrors are waiting to engulf them.She didn't dare to think too much about this, otherwise she would be scared out of her wits.But Jaidi will not panic, he is very optimistic about his past life and future life.And what about Kanya?She would be reborn and then die of second-generation tuberculosis, repeating the cycle at least a dozen times before jumping out of the sea of ​​suffering.This is her fruit. "You should have thought of that before you handed me over to them," Jaidy said. Kanya jumped up at the sound.Zaidi followed her a few paces behind her.Kanya gasped, leaning his back against the wall.Jaidi stared at her, taking her breath away.Will he strangle her right here to avenge her betrayal? Her guide stopped, "Are you unwell?" Jaidy was gone. Kanya's heart was beating wildly and sweat was pouring down his face. "I..." Her voice froze, and she could see the blood on the steps of General Pratzer's office building.It was Jaidi's broken body, wrapped up cruelly and carefully.Broken death. "Do you need to see a doctor?" Kanya struggled to catch her breath.Jaidy has stalked her, his ghost is following her.She tried to suppress the fear in her heart. "I'm fine." She nodded slightly to the guide, "Let's go." After a while, the guide stopped in front of a door and nodded for Kanya to go in.As soon as Kanya opened the door, Latana had already raised her head from the document and looked over here.The dim light of the monitor reflected her smile. The computers here all have huge screens.Some computer models, which have been off the market for fifty years, use five times as much energy as newer computers.Fortunately, they are still capable of their work, so they are still carefully maintained.Kanya felt his knees go weak at the thought of the energy consumed by these machines.She could literally see the resulting rise in sea levels.Even standing next to them terrified her. "Thank you for coming," Ratchana said. "Of course I'll come." They didn't mention the previous tryst, the past between them.There's no way Kanya could be in a same-sex couple with someone she would eventually betray.Even for her, that was too hypocritical.Latana is still beautiful.Kanya remembers laughing with her as they cruised the Chao Phraya River in a dinghy, looking at the paper boats floating in the water.She remembered Latana lying curled up beside her as thousands of little candles carrying the wishes and prayers of the entire city drifted past them to the sea. Latana motioned her over to look at the picture displayed on the screen.She sees the captain's badge on Kanya's collar. "It's a shame what happened to Jaidi. He's a...good guy." Kanya frowned, trying to shake off the memory of seeing a ghost in the hallway outside. "Better than a good person." She carefully looked at the two corpses on the display in front of her, "What is this?" "Two people. Found in two different hospitals." "Then?" "There's something 'something' about them, something disturbing 'something'. Seems to be a variant of rust." "Really? So what? They ate something unclean and they died. So what?" Ratana shook her head, "That thing took them as a host and reproduced very quickly. I've never seen a rust virus take a mammal as a host." Kanya looked at the hospital's medical records, "Their identities?" "we do not know." "Family that didn't come to visit? Did anyone see how they got to the hospital? They didn't say?" "One of them was incoherent when it was found, and the other was already in the deep coma stage of rust disease." "Are you sure they didn't simply eat unclean fruit?" Latana shrugged.Her skin was smooth, very pale from years of living underground.Kanya often patrols in the scorching sun, with skin as dark as a farmer's.Still, Kanya would rather work above ground than in the shadows.Ratana is braver than she is, Kanya is sure of that.She didn't know what kind of past made Latana willing to work in such a hellish place.When they were together, Latana never talked about her past and what she had lost.But she must have had that experience, just as there must be rocks beneath the waves and foam of the sea.There are rocks everywhere. "Of course I can't be sure, or I can't be 100 percent sure." "So, fifty percent?" Rattana shrugged with some anxiety, and began to study the document again, "You know, I can't make any definite assertions. But this virus is indeed different from the previous ones. The protein in the sample is obviously a new variant, and the collapse of the infected tissue The process is different from a standard rust infection. In testing, the virus responded much like two variants we had seen before, from Agrobase and Total Nutrients Fund, AG134.s and TN249.xd respectively. The new variants of the virus were similar to There are many similarities between the two variants." "Go on." "But this new variant primarily attacks the lungs." "So, this is second-generation tuberculosis?" "No, it's still rust." Latana looked at Kanya, "Do you understand the seriousness of the problem?" "And we don't know anything about the history and transmission of this new variant? Could it have been brought from overseas by some clipper ship? Or, maybe it was spread from Burma or South China? These two are not the same From a village, right?" Ratana shrugged. "They have no records with us. Nothing seems to link them together except the same disease. We used to have a database of population information with DNA, family history, jobs and places of residence." Waiting for information, but in order to free up computing power for more important research, this project has been offline.” She shrugged, “Speaking of which, not many people are willing to register their information in it, so this database is actually useless Big." "So we have no leads. Are there any other cases?" "No." "You mean not so far." "I can't answer that question. The reason why we noticed these two cases is actually because of the recent surprise inspection. Normally, the hospital does not report the details, but this time they did, in order to show respect for the Deference from the Ministry of the Environment. These two reports just happened to be sent in front and back, which is why I noticed them among so many reports. We need Gibson's help." Kanya suddenly thought, "Jaidi is dead, Gibson is not going to help us." "Sometimes, something special will arouse his research interest, and it is not limited to the scope of his research. In my opinion, this matter is very likely." Ratana looked up at Kanya hopefully , "You went to meet him with Zaidi before, and saw how Zaidi persuaded him. Maybe he will also be interested in your words?" "I don't think so." "Look at this." Latana turned out one of the medical charts, "This variant has the characteristics of an artificially designed virus, and the DNA change does not appear to be produced by natural mutations. The rust virus should not suddenly become the same as before. The animal kingdom is the host. There is no reason to do this, and the process of change is very difficult. I have marked its special features. We can completely see its future, what it will look like after 10,000 generations of reproduction. This is a real mysteries, and with every reason to be terrified." "If you are right, then we are dead. This matter must be reported to General Pracha and the palace." "Don't do that," Ratchana begged, reaching for Kanya's sleeve, looking anxious. "I could have made a wrong judgment." "No, you didn't." "I don't know if rust virus can actually host animals, or to what extent it can. I want you to go and see Gibson, he'll know." Kanya frowned. "Okay, I'll try to talk to him. In the meantime, you need to notify all hospitals and clinics, keep an eye out for possible same diseases and patients. Write down all the symptoms that need attention. There is a big inspection raid at the moment, It won't attract attention if we ask. They'll think we're trying to reinforce their authority. Then we'll at least find something." "If my guess is correct, there will likely be riots." "It will be more terrifying than you think." Kanya turned to the direction of the door, feeling sick, "I will meet that demon after you finish the experiment and prepare all the data for his inspection." Her face With a look of disgust, "You want confirmation from him, and you'll get it." "Kanya?" She turns around. "I'm really sorry about what happened to Jaidi," Rattana said. "I know you two are on good terms." Kanya's face darkened, "He's a tiger." She opened the door, leaving Ratana alone in this terrible devil's lair.This building and all the facilities in it are for the continued survival of the kingdom. Tens of thousands of watts of electricity are used to maintain its operation day and night, but when a disaster breaks out, it cannot stand up. to any effect.