Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 1703 Complete Confirmation
On the Zhou side, at least after confirming that the opposite side was a desert environment, they took a series of countermeasures in advance.

Although some issues arose after the merger, they were still within a manageable range.

However, the Smith Kingdom, led by Fisher, lacked experience in this area.

At first, when I observed the environment of yellow sand everywhere, I just thought that the place was barren and impoverished, and I never expected the situation before me.

The capital of the Kingdom of Smith was not located in the center of the kingdom, but rather in the innermost part of the kingdom, which is now the area closest to the desert.

It is no exaggeration to say that their capital is separated from the desert by only a sheer cliff and a small buffer zone.

After the pieces of the world were pieced together, the extreme weather almost immediately enveloped the world.

The Kingdom of Smith had neither made prior preparations nor had the benefit of an 'evolutionary leader' like Zhou Xu to improve the physical fitness of its people. How could ordinary people withstand the erosion of this sudden extreme climate?

Not to mention that within the Kingdom of Smith, there were a large number of slaves with even worse physical conditions.

If Fisher didn't care about the lives or deaths of a few slaves, then the terrible news that arrived just a week ago weighed heavily on his mind.

Nalga, the King's Hand and Chief Consul of the Kingdom of Smith, has fallen ill!

He didn't actually like the old man; the old man's ideas had always been considered incorrect within their Smith Kingdom.

But Fisher also knew that, setting aside personal likes and dislikes, both he and the Smith Kingdom needed the old man's governing ability.

This allowed him to retain Nalga as his governor even after he had driven out Peter and restored the Smith Republic to the Smith Kingdom.

Of course, he knew very well that Narga was old, but the country really couldn't do without the old man. At the very least, he had to let the old man hold on until a suitable successor was cultivated.

However, things did not go smoothly. He kept conducting selections throughout the entire kingdom, choosing talented individuals and having the old man train an heir.

During this period, there were also a few Black nobles who, relying on their privileges, squeezed their own family members into the program.

After all, the power of the Kingdom's Consul is quite tempting to them. If someone in their family could take this position, their family's status and strength in the Kingdom of Smith would surely rise to a new level.

Fisher knew perfectly well what those bastards were up to.
It would have been great if they could have brought in a truly talented person, but they're all just a bunch of good-for-nothings! I might as well have done it myself!
Fisher was at the border camp at the time, and after receiving the news, he immediately rushed back.

Narga's illness caused Fisher great unease, but even with his Vajra Realm martial artist's movement efficiency, it was unrealistic to expect him to cross the towering cliff in a short time.

That's why he chose to stay in a worse border camp instead of the perfectly good royal castle.

When he finally returned to the capital, he was greeted with news of Narga's death! Fisher's heart sank to the bottom!
The cause of death was clear: he succumbed to the extreme desert climate and died of illness.

News of Narga's death quickly spread throughout the kingdom, inadvertently making the already turbulent undercurrents within the Kingdom of Smith even more turbulent.

Many Black nobles who had long coveted this position immediately began to make their moves.

Listening to his subordinates' report, Fisher, who was already in a very irritable mood recently, felt even worse.

Without saying a word, he picked up his knife and went out.

Before dawn the next day, the black nobleman who had been jumping the loudest had his head hanging directly from the flagpole outside.

Now everyone quieted down.

At least on the surface, things have calmed down. Before, when Peter formed the Russian Republican Party and opposed him, Fisher did have to win over the black nobles in the country in order to fight against Peter, since these guys had a large number of slaves, who were important laborers.

But now, the Republic of Smith has turned back into the Kingdom of Smith.

Under these circumstances, as a member of the Smith royal family, he possessed the most resources and was also the strongest person in the country, making him virtually the most powerful.

All I can say is that these idiots really can't see the situation clearly.

Fisher's stab wound, while not solving the problem, at least brought a lot of peace to his life, allowing him to better focus his energy on the important matters at hand.

A few years ago, when I founded the Smith Party and confronted the Russian Republican Party, as the party leader, I did have some involvement in political affairs, but certainly not as much as I do now.

Fisher was ultimately a military man, and faced with the pile of administrative work, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Under this premise, as a successor to Narga, there were no truly outstanding talents among those trained, but there were a few who were passable.

If the quality is lacking, make up for it with quantity.

Having exhausted all other options, Fisher simply adopted the model of the Great Zhou's Diligent Governance Hall and recruited all those guys as assistants to help handle government affairs.

This can be considered a partial offset to the impact of the lack of a ruler after Narga's death, which led to a backlog of administrative work.

Over the years, Zhou's spies have long since infiltrated every corner of the Smith Kingdom.

When the Russian Republican Party, led by Peter, was still around, espionage was relatively free. However, after Peter immigrated and the Russian Republican Party was destroyed, the Kingdom of Smith turned back into its original slave state.

This made life more difficult for some of the Great Zhou spies who were lurking within the Kingdom of Smith, but they still steadfastly carried out their duties.

"Is Nalga dead?"

On the first day of the new year, Ye Jinghong, as the director of the Inspection Department, brought Zhou Xu the latest intelligence reports from the spies.

"Pity."

Zhou Xu casually remarked.

He hadn't seen Nalga often; the last time they met was at a UN meeting.

He was a smart man, but even back then, Nalga was already an old black man with a full head of white hair.

So many years have passed since then, and for people of this era, living to this age is considered a long life.

The text also mentions Narga's cause of death. Although he died of illness, it is clear that Narga's illness was related to the extreme climate.

After listening to Ye Jinghong's report, Zhou Xu immediately understood.

[Deep within the Kingdom of Smith, it has indeed been pieced together with that fragment of the world.]

[And like us, the Kingdom of Smith also faces an extreme desert environment.]

Zhou Xu had actually suspected this as early as when Fisher was purchasing large quantities of military equipment with him, but now he was completely certain.

(End of this chapter)