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"Canada, does such a country even exist on Earth?" Old Xia looked blank. Does such a country even exist on Earth? Or did such a country ever exist? Given Canada's population, it's quite normal that it was one of the fastest countries to be wiped out in the One Star Wars and then incorporated into the United States.

Who told them to expand too close to the outer war zone? Naturally, that was the first thing to happen. After losing multiple colonies and nearly 40% of the total population, for a country with a small population to begin with, and one that even more revered so-called "freedom" than the Americans, it was only natural that they would completely lose their ability to organize and become a refugee cluster absorbed by other countries.

Moreover, other countries were also facing huge casualties at the time and needed a large number of refugees as cannon fodder and to supplement the labor force. Naturally, they would not let go of this lucrative opportunity. As a result, of the more than one hundred countries in the Earth era, no more than 20 remained in the Star Alliance era.

This was largely thanks to the enemy's complete refusal to accept prisoners. In the words of the Trisolarans, "to exterminate is the greatest respect for a civilization." Otherwise, the Covenant probably wouldn't have fought so stubbornly to the end, but would have surrendered instead.

When the other side realized that they couldn't wipe them out through war and were willing to accept prisoners, surrender, and negotiations, the human side had already fought with a vengeance. After losing a generation and a half, they finally saw the dawn of victory. "You fucking tell me to stop fighting and let's live in peace?"

So the Star Alliance agreed to negotiate a temporary ceasefire to recuperate, and then launched the largest interstellar war in history to wipe out the enemy. This time, humanity highly agreed with the enemy's ideology—"exterminate them!"

Apart from a very few lucky ones and those who escaped, not a single one was spared; the planet and its inhabitants were destroyed, and the mission of annihilation was accomplished in a thorough and meticulous manner.

"..." Even Blitzkrieg, known for its humor and ability to ease tension, didn't know how to respond to that.

"Forget about that, so you're all from Earth between the late 20th and 21st centuries, right? So, the European Micromechanical Experiment Center hadn't developed the original Anubis micromachines yet, right?" Old Xia began to confirm historical issues. "And, World War III hadn't broken out yet, right? So, England and Normandy still exist?"

"Wait a minute, what's this about World War III?" Even Levi, let alone the Rainbow Squad, couldn't help but ask. He'd initially thought it would be some kind of exchange about technology and origins, but this guy just blurted out World War III... wasn't that a bit much?

"The war that broke out over the ruins of the library at the foot of the Alps, huh? Oh, so you haven't unearthed it yet? No problem, you don't need to worry about that now." Old Xia didn't realize they came from a parallel world, and Levi couldn't be sure whether they had crossed time or space.

"Because it's already the 23rd century, the three World Wars were over several centuries ago, and even the First Interstellar War is over, so you don't need to worry too much about this issue."

"..." The five people looked at each other in disbelief. What kind of outrageous words were these? As they spoke, they found themselves traveling through hundreds of years to the 23rd century, where a person claiming to be a Cetus was telling them a shocking account of Earth's history.

"It's the 23rd century now?" Blitzkrieg asked. "How can you prove that?"

“I can’t prove it to you, but Dr. Levy shouldn’t doubt it.” Levy nodded with his legs crossed. Of course he didn’t doubt it. Based on the time and content of the various proofs mentioned in these textbooks, he believed that even people in the 230th century would believe it. He couldn’t believe that mankind could accomplish such a feat as conquering the stars in just 200 years.

"..." Although Levi was an enemy of them, they believed that Levi would not lie about such things, and that neither the personality profile given by the intelligence department nor the analysis of his motives was meaningful.

"So, your wish to go home is definitely not going to be fulfilled. In fact, I can't contact the mainland either... And if I may be so bold as to ask, what are your educational backgrounds?" Then the group of four saw Levi put down his book, which was rare for him, and show a look of watching a show, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"Uh, a doctoral degree?" Blitzkrieg, adhering to his principle of starting as a vanguard, said, "I have three doctoral degrees, namely..."

"Heh~" Levi narrowed his eyes, revealing a mocking smile, while Blitzkrieg had no idea what he had said wrong.

Alexander noticed that the rabbit with the cold, blue-hat-like eyes had a shocked expression on its face, as if it were looking at a group of aliens... well, it did seem to be aliens.

Alexander has the lowest educational background among them, but after joining Alpha, he also obtained two master's degrees through correspondence courses. For elite special agents like them, a doctorate or master's degree is the basic requirement.

"Pfft~ Sorry, I was rude." Levi couldn't help but laugh out loud. Luckily, he had the keen sense of a scientist and hadn't mentioned his academic background or the degrees he had obtained, otherwise he would have really embarrassed himself.

"Wow, is it that amazing?" Old Xia looked surprised. Although he didn't know how difficult it was to become a PhD in the Earth era, it probably wouldn't be too easy... right?

"So, can you repair the super-membrane antenna assembly? It's not difficult. I have everything here except a neutron forging press. All I need to do is make an ultra-high frequency gravitational wave transmitter. It doesn't need to be small, just functional. That way, I can call for a rescue spacecraft."

"Sorry, I might not have understood a little. You just said, 'fix what'?"

"The super-membrane antenna assembly, ah, I almost forgot, the spacetime conversion module and the quantum control board are all fine, even the gain module and the multi-quantum cell computing matrix are good, the main problem is the gravitational wave transmitter and reflector are damaged."

"Gravitational waves?" Blitz asked tentatively.

"Well, without a neutron forging press, it can't be repaired. However, we can consider designing and manufacturing large-scale equipment to replace it. I still have several usable fusion reactors here. If it weren't for the accident before, there would be tens of kilograms of antimatter. There are also usable antimatter reactors, although they are first generation."

"..." R6 and the other two all wore expressions like the old man on the subway using his phone. "You mean..."

"Oh, didn't you just say you have PhDs in computer science? The security code for my production equipment has expired. Could you help me bypass it or rewrite a driver? Oh, and the spaceship's control system. I still have quite a few quantum computing chips in stock, but I'm not very good at programming and N-information engineering."

"..."

"I think you must have some misunderstanding about the academic level of our time. There are many things you mentioned that we had never been exposed to or studied."

"Yes, I almost forgot. But, to be able to get a doctorate, one's intelligence should be fine, right? I do have some textbooks here."

"...Pfft!" No problem with his intelligence? Levi laughed again. He felt his brain wasn't up to the task when he looked at these materials and textbooks. If he were 20 years younger and at the peak of his intelligence, he would probably be better off. Right now, he felt like his IQ was being churned up in a washing machine.

And most of these guys have degrees in the humanities... their intelligence is probably questionable.

"What are you laughing at?" Old Xia didn't find anything funny.

“I’ve remembered something happy,” Levy said seriously. “I’ve figured out the answer to a practice problem.”

"Pfft~" This time it was Frostnova's turn. "Ah, we've thought of something happy too, haven't we, Aki?"

"Yes, yes, that's right, Sister Yelena," Xia Qiu understood what Levi was laughing about.

"You've figured out the answers to the practice questions, so Yelena, what are the answers to the practice questions I assigned you before? Since you've figured them out, just tell me. You can skip the steps."

"Huh?" Frostnova was dumbfounded; she'd gotten herself caught up in the drama.

"Well, I haven't thought of that yet. I just thought it might be Swire's mom cooking tonight, so I wanted to laugh."

Is it funny?

"It's hilarious."

It's not that it tasted bad; in fact, that level of "hellish cooking" is very difficult to achieve. But the chaotic scene was indeed hilarious, and she just happened to be someone who refused to admit defeat, so she insisted on taking on the challenge—and thus the chiffon cake turned into a "mad cake."

“I think we should let these people get familiar with our situation here, instead of making completely unfamiliar demands on them right away. After all, you said that when they came, we didn’t have those kinds of equipment and technology. They should get familiar with it first. Besides, they obviously don’t understand the situation yet.”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Although they didn't know what these people were laughing about, the suggestion was very much in line with their need to be familiar with the local environment and situation. Moreover, if what Dr. Xia said was true, they also had to consider how to live or even survive, and how to put their professional skills to use.

"I'll personally show them around, is that alright, Lao Xia?"

"Okay, sure." Frostnova smiled and tilted her head slightly as she looked at the four people. "Don't worry, I will take good care of these four 'Doctors'."

“…” Alexander’s face darkened. “You might as well just throw her into the interrogation room and torture her instead of letting a woman who looks like she’s wearing a blue hat lead the tour and familiarize herself with the place.”

"By the way, Dr. Levy, I have a new plan and project that I'd like to discuss with you..."

"Then I'll take you all out." Froststar looked at the group with a smile. "Let's go. We're in a hurry. I'll arrange accommodations for you and do some chores according to your abilities. You don't want to be freeloaders, do you?"

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Ask only when you have time.

Chapter 38

After leaving the office, Frostnova took the four people directly to her own office. "Let me first confirm that your resumes are genuine, right?"

“…Here it comes.” Alexander knew from the smiling face that what was bound to happen was bound to happen sooner or later.

“Let’s go one by one. Although I’m not entirely sure about the nationalities Old Xia mentioned, you’re probably not from Terra, so I won’t bother checking your birthplaces or anything like that. Let’s start with your professional skills. Don’t worry, it’s just a normal conversation.” White Rabbit put her legs on the table and picked up a file she had compiled.

“Just a normal conversation…” Alexander whispered again. You better not take Blue Hat’s “normal conversation” seriously, or this will be your last conversation. From now on, your life will probably consist of chatting with Potato in the Gulag, and you’ll be surprised to find that Potato is quite talkative.

“Alexander, Alexander Senaviev, I won’t ask about your background, since I can’t go to your planet to investigate anyway. Do you have a wife and children?” Froststar picked up a family photo. The edges of the photo were yellowed and had many creases, showing that its owner cherished it.

"Yes, we're divorced." Zhan Che didn't hide anything; in fact, he was happy to share about his children and sister. "I also have a sister, a nephew, and a niece. They're both very nice, a wonderful young man and woman."

“Hmm…” Frostnova put down the photo. “You said you’ve participated in several wars. Can you talk about it?” “There’s nothing to talk about. I’ve participated in three wars, and each one was a torment and an even greater torment.”

"Yes, I've been on the battlefield, so you don't need to emphasize that to me. The brutality of the battlefield I've witnessed is no less than what you've seen," the white rabbit said calmly.

"I don't want to ask what pain these three wars brought you, or what insights they gave you about your life and future. Anyone who has actually been on the battlefield knows that's all nonsense. I just want to ask, what professional skills and abilities did these three wars give you?"

“I spent a few years in that hellish place of Georgia and Grozny, and I’m capable of handling any task, whether it’s urban warfare, stronghold defense, or assault. In Afghanistan, I learned how to repair weapons and machinery, and later, with the support of the military, I completed my studies in machining and repair,” Alexander said after a few seconds of hesitation.

"Hmm, a mechanic, right? It's a pity that your war experience might not be useful here. However, I think many people on our side would be interested in your skills in ordnance repair and machine maintenance."

"To be more precise, your skills and experience may be very useful, but this is not a battlefield you are familiar with. However, if you insist, I can organize a combat exercise and a tour."

She wasn't very optimistic about the tank's breakthrough capabilities. After all, compared to the Shield Guard squad equipped with power armor, his skills in this area weren't very interesting. However, if the other side persisted, it wasn't impossible to learn from his rich battlefield experience.

“Next, Lisa Cohen, you…”

"Let me be blunt, you want to understand our skills and capabilities so that we can assign suitable positions or surveillance plans, right?" Ash said.

"Alright then, I'm good at demolitions and breaches. Based on my observations, there are at least six security vulnerabilities in this building from the way we came here. These include the partition walls being too explosive to be easily blown open with breaching grenades, the windows being poorly placed, too many and too short corners, and the intruders having sufficient cover. I hope you can provide me with a blueprint, and I'll mark these areas for you. Also, your equipment and combat methods have a lot of room for improvement, I mean in small-scale operations and patrol arrangements..."

"A very good opening!" Unlike the Chariot's frankness, Ash's style was quite distinctive, appropriately expressing his sharpness, intelligence, and seriousness, while also showcasing some of his abilities to establish a good start or cooperative relationship, rather than acting as if he were being interrogated in a jail cell.

"Regarding what you just said, I will arrange for someone to verify it. If what you said is true, and you have proven your loyalty or reliability, you should be able to become one of our excellent security experts..."

"Security advisor, thank you, but I don't plan to switch jobs for the time being." Ash's attitude seemed a bit aggressive, but that's precisely what made the other party feel more at ease—someone who can quickly betray their original affiliation and organization is unlikely to gain much trust in a new organization.

However, this is not always the case. For example, the tanks are one such case. According to information provided by Levy, they came from the same country or power, but their homeland had already collapsed.

The newly established nation is contrary to their ideals. More accurately, the other side remains loyal to their beliefs and ideals. It is not that they betrayed their country and organization, but that the organization betrayed them.

White Rabbit drew two lines under Alexander's name, indicating that the Ministry of Internal Affairs would naturally send more professional agents to contact him, while Ash was circled, signifying that he would be used for surveillance.

“Shuanghua, Zeng Lian, theoretically speaking, your Dr. Xia is my compatriot, but we belong to different countries,” Shuanghua said.

"Serving in the Air Force Special Operations Unit, I can fly various fighter jets and aircraft, am skilled in wilderness survival and hunting, and have studied botany and zoology. However, I don't think this experience will be of much use to you, because my coursework obviously does not include extraterrestrial plants."

"However, I am very interested in the dangerous beasts here, really, very, very interested."

"Then you might have something in common with some hunting enthusiasts. Unfortunately, the beasts here are probably difficult for you to subdue with your skills. Besides that, what are these little gadgets of yours?" "Traps and tools for entertaining guests, especially uninvited guests."

"Hmm..." Similar to the use of surveillance by Ash, the other party also expressed their skills, but was not very willing to accept a new position, only agreeing to participate in the activities as an advisor.

“Elijas Kuz, codename Blitz, obviously, the humanities PhD your boss was talking about is me, a PhD in linguistics from the University of Bremen, and also quite knowledgeable in sports,” Blitz said cheerfully.

“I am fluent in multiple languages. Of course, miss, if you need to organize a lively competition or party, you can call me. I would be happy to be your host and director.”

"Hmm..." The white rabbit drew a line under his name, keeping a close watch on him. If anything seemed off, she would take him out. Don't be fooled by Ash and Frost's somewhat uncooperative behavior; their actions were actually quite normal.

Moreover, the role of a security consultant means asking questions only when there is a chance to do so. Such a sensitive position is awkward for two people whose backgrounds, identities, and skills are all unknown—and it is precisely this awkwardness that makes them seem less dangerous.

Because no one would ask the two of them about classified matters, and even if they did, it would definitely be done in the presence of multiple security officials and agents, making it very difficult to play tricks. But Blitzkrieg is different; he chose to start with activities that were insignificant but allowed him to access a large number of important people.

Compared to security advisors, entertainment advisors are obviously more likely to be consulted, or even consulted alone, and are therefore more dangerous, because they can hide a lot of code words in normal conversations.

"Well, that concludes the basic investigation. Now I can arrange your subsequent tour."

"Excuse me, Ms. Yelena, what is your job...?"

"...The Ministry of Agriculture," Yelena said with a dark face, "is responsible for compiling and managing agricultural production data."

Although in Kazdel, this department is essentially the internal affairs department, because it needs to count population, jobs, food rations and supplies, it is basically no different from the Ministry of Internal Affairs in terms of internal affairs. In fact, it may even have more information than the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Especially during the previous war, the supply, receipt and distribution of civilian food rations was the responsibility of the agricultural sector, while Yelena was in charge of investigating a series of related data.

For example, how many people are in the area, the ratio of the elderly, children, and young people, the male-female ratio, how much grain, meat, and vegetables are needed, how to transport and provide them, and how to organize these people to rush to harvest and plant, and intensive farm management.

In a sense, almost everyone in New Kazdel has her information and life trajectory. If combined with the industrial statistics of Kroos, these two data departments together are an internal affairs department that is even more terrifying than the Blue Hats.

Therefore, strictly speaking, there is no such department as the Department of Internal Affairs in New Kazdel. You will not find this name or related agency in any public or private information. However, it does have such a department, but it is hidden among normal departments in this form of structure.

"Of course, we occasionally handle some reception duties. Do you think our diplomatic department is well-suited for this kind of work?" Yelena asked, looking at the four people. "Or have you decided to announce the arrival and handover in a public manner?"

"Sorry," Ash said, indicating that it was best to avoid this kind of thing.

"So the first stop is the nearest farm. I think Ms. Zeng (Shuanghua)'s resume shows that you have worked on a farm before, right?"

"Yes, I have gained a lot of experience in hunting and traveling in the wild. In addition, I have a management degree. If you need any management-related solutions, I can provide you with appropriate advice."