Will the kemonomimi encounter Alien Ranch Story?

"Hmm?" Theresis woke up and looked out from the bridge. The Dividing Mountains were already on the horizon.

Soon, he will enter the territory of the Central Clan. To rebuild his power and strength, the Central Clan is a target that must be won over. They have minerals and industries that North Kazdel lacks. Even though they are at least two generations behind Terra, they can forge weapons and manufacture armor.

Only by winning over the central clans and then finding a way to use the wealth and blood of some of the tribes that rejected him to prove that he was still a pure Sarkaz, a leader who could lead them westward and northward again to plunder the wealthy but weak Sargons or the powerful but even richer Great Yan people, could he rebuild his army and his power.

This time, however, no one named Theresa was there to serve as a flag for the Southerners, who were thus plunged into civil war, rendering it meaningless for her to regain the position of regent.

After that explosion, Theresis realized one thing: noble blood, the title of regent, the status of demon king—when one has actually lost the power of a true demon king, all of these are nothing but illusions. They cannot prevent him from being killed by the bomb, and naturally, they cannot make these guys obedient.

That bomb truly shattered his dream of dominating the world through his own schemes, lineage, and resources.

If I had been killed by the assassin back then, then everything would have been meaningless. And since the assassin could come once, why couldn't he come a second time?

This shows that among one's enemies are those who don't care about bloodlines or aristocratic rules.

When the world's established rules are broken, what is the only thing left to rely on? Theresis figured it out.

During those three months of wandering in the desert, he understood things more clearly. Even if he rebuilt the royal court and became the Demon King with the support of these tribes and the nobles in the south, what difference would it make? Look at Theresia; once she died, the entire power collapsed.

Why? Because she didn't control the population, land, wealth, or military at all.

Of course, they weren't in their own hands either; they were all in the hands of the nobles and chieftains who had ruled Kazdel and Sarkaz for generations.

They needed a representative to vie for their interests. So Theresa possessed these things, and when they no longer needed them, or when that representative disappeared, these things remained in their hands, not in the hands of a unified Sarkaz nation.

"I will become the Demon King! No, I am the Sarkaz King, the one and only, the supreme Sarkaz King! The title of Demon King is outdated!" Theresis stood up, a certain flame gleaming in her eyes.

Only one's own comrades are one's true strength. Those nobles and chieftains, their tribes and city-states are all one's enemies. One must pretend to be their friend and use their power to kill each other.

In a sense, Theresis and Xia Lin used the same methods, but their goals were completely opposite. After witnessing the powerless Ursus Emperor, the powerless Queen Victoria, and the assassinations that disregarded noble rules, he realized one thing: how could he possibly manage the Sarkaz while associating with such parasites as feudal nobles?

Monarchical autocracy and democracy, though different in purpose, ultimately lead to the same goal. Their objectives may be opposite, but both aim to eliminate the remnants of feudalism and the feudal aristocracy. On this point, they are in the same camp.

Just like how emperors and peasants can reach a consensus across class lines on the matter of eliminating powerful figures.

"The strongest army wins!" Theresis gripped the railing of the porthole tightly. In the distance, the dilapidated mobile city and aging factory chimneys were gradually rising above the horizon. Soon, the Quilon landship would be able to enter their harbor.

The support of these independent Sarkaz city-states in the central region was key to Theresis's plan to "build a strong army." With the weapons and equipment they provided, along with the impoverished and frustrated Sarkaz, he would have a large enough army.

His previous journey across the desert confirmed one thing for him: the local nobles and chieftains remained unchanged, and the lives of slaves and herders were still as wretched as ever.

Ultimately, neither he nor Theresa changed anything, which undoubtedly made him see things more clearly.

Once you've detached yourself from the central authority and are no longer burdened by heavy responsibilities and external pressures, you can see things more clearly from a third-person perspective. Those silent tents on the outskirts are all your future soldiers.

Moreover, they are radical and loyal warriors, while the numb and silent civilians are the best tools in their hands.

What he was dealing with was merely a small group of people sleeping comfortably in the inner circle, living off the human walls of the city. Therefore, he devised a completely new plan and strategy.

As for how to acquire weapons, equipment, and funds, Theresis faced a slightly tricky situation, since he didn't have Theresia's economic resources.

Honestly, this is also what he most wants to know: where did his sister get so much money from?

Kindness and goodwill can't be used as money. If she can't get cattle, sheep, and money from those nobles and chiefs, how can Theresa do it? So, where did her money and supplies come from?

However, this did not prevent Theresis from having his own economic understanding—first, he would use the assets he had transferred as a deposit to reach an agreement with these greedy guys, and then recruit soldiers and horses to unify the northern Sarkaz.

While they are thriving, these greedy guys in the middle of the country will never press for repayment; instead, they will borrow even more.

This was a lesson the Xia Group from Longmen had taught him. Theresis was someone who was good at learning and summarizing lessons. Therefore, he was very confident in his ability to imitate.

As for whether they will have to resort to plundering and constant exploitation to repay the debt after unifying North Cazdale, that remains to be seen.

How could that be? I have an army and have hanged all the chiefs. I'm even planning to hang all the merchant groups in the central region. Why would I pay back money to the dead?

Borrow money to build an army, and once the army is built, go back and plunder the creditors' entire families. Then split the creditors' assets with the oppressed Sarkaz workers in the local area, keeping 90% for yourself. Use the remaining scraps that are difficult to liquidate to win people's hearts—even Meyer would praise this as professional.

What Theresis didn't know was that Theresia, though kind and benevolent, couldn't conjure money.

But the bloodless and tearless evil spirits are neither merciful nor kind, and Kal'tsit, who seems as indifferent as a fairy who doesn't eat the food of the mortal world, is actually a money-making expert. She is good at cheating, deceiving, threatening, luring, seizing, and stealing.

The repertoire performed regularly consists of:

Your privateers were robbed, and Theresa handled your complaint gently, even taking a small portion of her own military funds to compensate you. You know that the person who robbed you was one of the evil spirits under her command.

But you're afraid that if you tell them, your family will be gone before you even get back home, so you don't dare to say it.

And just as you returned home with this paltry compensation, Dr. Kal'tsit found you and presented a mountain of evidence proving that you had been acting as a robber to plunder the merchant guild.

If you don't show some "sincerity," this evidence will end up completely in the hands of the merchant groups in the central region.

And then the evil spirits will come with the equipment and warriors they've sponsored to rob your whole family, and the other nobles won't be able to say a word—besides, your privateers have robbed plenty of your neighbors' caravans, haven't they?

But if you are a "good nobleman" who never plunders but instead plunders through commerce and monopolies.

Soon the Queen's tax commission will find you and demand taxes. Of course, you can refuse to pay taxes due to your noble privilege, and then your caravan will be robbed by your neighbors.

And your neighbor's privateering party was robbed by the Doctor, and then your neighbor was swindled by Kal'tsit and blamed on you—when the tax collector comes the second time, will you pay the tax or not?

So under Theresa's rule, no noble dared not pay taxes, and there were no privateers. To the minor nobles and commoners, the queen was wise and benevolent. But to the great nobles and those who were not human—damn it, three devils from purgatory pretended to be angels and got together. What could they say?

While Theresa was around, these nobles dared not say anything. As long as she remained and eventually unified Kazdel, they could only swallow their anger, even though the Doctor had prepared a replica of Emperor Wu of Han's tactic—the system of relocating imperial tombs.

Unfortunately, Theresa died prematurely, and the people and minor nobles alike longed for the good old days when roads were clear, there were no privateers, and merchant costs were low, resulting in cheap goods.

However, the nobles had no intention of repeating this, and immediately tried every means to drive out her power and divide up her remaining political and economic legacy.

What these people didn't know was that a new combination, even more terrifying than the old trio, was about to emerge, along with a regent who was preparing to implement Meyer's economics and who had landed in North Katzdale, and who could move south at any time after the situation in the north stabilized.

[PS]

Please combine the title with "Cirno's Perfect Arithmetic Class" or "Meyer's Perfect Economics Class" ojpg;

Also: Paradox Interactive's war criminals achieve new glory - "Why did I choose the army of the dead, and why are people still dying from forced labor? Shouldn't they continue working even after they've died?"

Chapter Three: Red Dead Redemption

third chapter

White water pipes are laid from the snow-capped mountain to its foot. Heat reflectors heat the furnace, radiating heat onto the snow and ice layers, and sparse water droplets flow into the open channel.

The seeping water flows into the underground channel, then through both the open and underground channels into the first water storage tank at the foot of the mountain, before becoming a simple underground channel that carries water to distant places.

Wells were dug near each planting area enclosed by wire mesh or simple fences, and water pumps were installed to deliver irrigation water into the drip irrigation pipes of the farmland.

To be honest, the strength of the materials that Lao Xia used to build the water tank far exceeded the strength required for this water tank. Normally, such water tanks are not this small. Under normal circumstances, they are giant spherical tanks with a single diameter of more than 200 kilometers, used to contain planetary seawater during a breakup.

However, Lao Xia really doesn't need those super-giant spherical capsules. Even if he needs to draw water from the Iberian Gulf someday, he won't need them. It's just that these materials are all standard-produced, roughly equivalent to using modern high-strength industrial steel to make cold weapons.

Water flows into the storage tank like a torrent. After being treated by added water purification agents and filtration reverse osmosis equipment, it becomes clean drinking water and is delivered to residential areas or pressurized water pumping stations.

Since the snow melting array was installed, the dried-up water reservoirs have finally started to fill with water, which has greatly slowed down the shrinkage of the oasis lakes.

The arrival of spring and the melting of the snow meant the arrival of caravans, most of which came from central Kazdel, once an industrial region developed by Letania. However, a long civil war and two major conflicts had essentially shattered this area.

Even so, the ironware and various industrial products they produced were still in demand by the Sarkaz in other places. The caravan consisted of three or four small transport ships, with a load capacity of 50 to 120 tons. Everyone knew that North Kazdel was a notoriously poor and remote place with little profit to be made.

This caravan primarily travels between Lungmen and Syracuse for trade, trading black market weapons in Syracuse and purchasing high-precision equipment and industrial goods in Lungmen. Therefore, a high carrying capacity is not required.

To cope with the arrival of caravans, the Old Shahra people built a warehouse trading post with large berths and loading and unloading machinery near the farms during the winter.

Unfortunately, the first group of guests to arrive in Kazdel numbered only a negligible amount, less than the number of transport ships that came from Lungmen to carry away cash crops.

Processing companies from Longmen purchase various raw materials and primary processed products here, which has helped Lao Xia absorb some of his slightly surplus labor.

Kazdel mainly grows watermelons, coffee, and sweet potatoes this year, while the greenhouses are mainly used for growing herbs, ornamental plants, and aromatic plants.

Sweet potatoes and crabapples were intended for dumping in other parts of Kazdel, while coffee, watermelon, and soft drinks were clearly not for the Sarkaz to consume.

Therefore, the main raw materials exported to Lungmen are various herbs, watermelons and aromatic plants, while the primary processed products are instant coffee powder, corn syrup and plant flavorings, and the higher-end processed products are watermelon frost, watermelon soda and other products.

Moreover, as a traditional livestock-producing area, meat products are also a major export product.

Unfortunately, every autumn and winter, everyone knows that the Sarkaz of Kazdel slaughter livestock in exchange for resources to survive.

Therefore, the purchase price of meat is very low, and even with Xia Lin's production efficiency, she may still lose money.

So, Lao Xia directly upgraded the slaughterhouse into a meat processing plant and cannery, no longer exporting fresh meat and such, but directly processing it into canned braised beef, pork stew with peas, and various sausages and vacuum-packed dried meat (dried meat made by sun-drying, don't eat too much, it has serious parasites).

The offal is simply ground up, mixed with blood clots, and then a large amount of cheap cornstarch is added, resulting in a pink, mysterious meat. Compared to regular canned goods, this luncheon meat sells much better.

Some of the Lungmen factories also provide food and accommodation for their workers. This luncheon meat is much cheaper than buying meat and can indeed supplement animal protein and physical strength.

As for whether the food is good or bad, that's not something capitalists consider. What they consider is how to cut costs as much as possible while maintaining worker motivation and efficiency, and they are even unwilling to invest in infrastructure that helps them cut costs.

In theory, Lao Xia could pocket all the profits from the entire process. For example, with plant fragrances, he could profit from everything from the flower field to the finished perfume.

However, these cosmetics rely heavily on brand recognition, and he also needs to offer some incentives to get these businessmen to voluntarily bear the costs of maintaining the business routes.

So, basically, apart from meat products where prices were so low that they were going to lose money, which is why they simply produced everything themselves from start to finish, most other products were only processed to the deepest level and then stopped being made into finished products. Fortunately, this delayed the impending Great Depression by a little bit; otherwise, the depression caused by mass unemployment would have been much more severe.

"My God!" Cordir stared in disbelief at the bustling exchange. "When was this place built?"

When he traveled this route last year, there was nothing there, just an incredibly poor little oasis tribe. This year, it has become a bustling trading market.

This made him, who only had a small caravan, feel somewhat ashamed and hesitant to enter such a large trading market to conduct transactions.

However, the team's food, water, and fuel were insufficient to travel further north to Longmen and Dayan for trade, so he needed to resupply.

"Apart from basic food, water, and fuel, don't buy anything else, and don't touch anything!"

Before being led into the mooring area, Cordir earnestly instructed everyone that such a large trading post was set up here to fleece merchants, and as a seasoned veteran, he wouldn't fall for that trick.

He refused guidance, he refused the help of the guides, he refused the laborers of the Kambao, and he refused the service of trading on his behalf. Cordir guarded his goods and wealth like a miserly hoarder.

The food and water here are very cheap, so cheap that Cordir is uneasy. He painstakingly opened every package and tasted every bag of flour. It was all flour, not a scam where only part of it was flour and the rest was sand.

On the contrary, the price of fuel was quite high. After replacing the fuel rods, he couldn't wait to leave until he saw a purchase price list.

"Quickly, quickly, harness the camels and head to Longmen immediately to see their purchase price!"

This price is 1.2 times the price that was offered in Longmen in previous years. Cordier's first reaction was that Longmen had raised its purchase price this year, but he needed to calculate whether the increase in price and the increased costs were worthwhile.

If the price difference between Longmen and here is not significant, then he will choose to sell his goods here.

Of course, he had prepared a banknote detector and made sure to check every single Lungmen coin. As a merchant group in Kazdel, shrewdness and caution were essential virtues. No one knew whether those supply stations in the wilderness were secretly operating as black market shops or bandit groups.

Compared to these cautious caravans, Lao Xia never expected them to complete his economic war plan. He truly placed his hopes on the sales department of the Kazdel branch.

As a new recruit, Grom had a very ordinary name, which simply meant "tall" in Sarkaz. True to his name, he was much taller than the average short and stocky Sarkaz. However, he was a skinny fellow, and his comrades called him "Bamboo Pole."

"Hey, Bamboo Pole, you're the only one left! Hurry up! The train's about to leave!" Grom tugged at his suspenders, pushed through the crowd to the edge of the station, jumped onto the train, and was then pulled inside by his comrades.

On both sides of the train, since the station is not yet equipped with a gantry crane system, containers and packages of goods can only be loaded onto the transport cars by manpower and tower cranes. This train was designed and manufactured by Rembit, and is pulled by a powerful locomotive that can be used for land-based ships. It is mainly used for mining trains, but Lao Xia has made some improvements to it.

The entire train consists of 12 carriages. The first and last two carriages are armored armorys, which store ammunition, supplies, and sets of powered armor and their charging stations. The third section has an armored defense carriage, which also has powered armor storage points, but the difference is that a thermobaric cannon is installed on the roof.