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"Warp and... stargate, don't ask me what the principles are. If I could understand that, I would have gone to the School of Space Physics instead of the School of Agriculture." Xia Lin laughed. To be honest, Kal'tsit was one of the few people who could understand the terms he was using to some extent.

Although her knowledge of these things was limited to hearsay, she developed a certain interest in the "Doctor" who was said to be older than Kal'tsit and more knowledgeable about those ancient technical terms.

"So, what kind of power is the Star Alliance...? That's intriguing. Coffee, would you like a cup?"

Kal'tsit had already taken off her surgical gown, cleaned her instruments and hands, and walked toward the coffee machine in the corner of the examination room.

Do you still have coffee?

“I bought it in Victoria before, and I haven’t finished it yet…” Kal’tsit opened the cupboard, and Xia Lin knew why she said she hadn’t finished it, because the cupboard was full of those 2.5 kg canisters of instant coffee powder.

"Dr. Kal'tsit, you seem to have been to many places?"

"I've basically traveled all over Terra. A while ago, in order to investigate those fragments, I drove around Ursus all the way to the Eastern Kingdom, and even went to the border of the Great Yan. By the way, could those fragments be related to your Star Alliance?"

Kal'tsit sat down in her chair with her coffee, and also made a cup for Xia Lin. However, she wasn't used to this kind of instant black coffee; it was too bitter.

"In a sense, that was the wreckage of the ship I was on. Speaking of which, did you find anything like a cargo hold among the debris?"

"No, they're just ordinary metal sheets and parts that don't seem to serve any particular purpose. You want to repair your spaceship and leave Terra?"

"I fixed it my ass..."

"That's true... You still haven't answered me what kind of power the Star Alliance is. I don't want to say how it compares to Terra. A power that can enter the stars is definitely more powerful and advanced than us who are still crawling on the ground. But could you describe it?"

"Well, since you also understand the concept of the starry sky, let me put it this way: if we rearrange the Covenant's territory with Terra as the center, on any given night, if you look up, every bright star you see is our territory—ah, with the exception of certain bright spots that aren't actually stars..."

"I can take this as some kind of boasting or exaggeration. You be honest, is there any exaggeration involved?"

"There is a little, but not much. However, roughly speaking, it's in the range of 4000 to 6000 light-years. Do you understand the unit 'light-year'?"

"Sure, is that really no exaggeration? How do you maintain such a vast territory and population? It's unimaginable..."

"Yes, this is a problem that even the sociologists of the Star Alliance find perplexing. They generally believe that humanity has finally created something that even it cannot fully comprehend. On the surface, our society is well-ordered and develops in an orderly manner with the assistance and management of the intelligent core."

But what's interesting is that, when it comes to the very foundations of this entire system—including job allocation, financial flows, economic decisions, and how the entire interstellar logistics and energy network operate—probably no one knows, yet it is indeed functioning normally.

"Intelligent core? Some kind of artificial intelligence?"

"Hmm, you even know about artificial intelligence?"

"There's one on Rhodes Island..."

"You have artificial intelligence?" This time it was Xia Lin's turn to be surprised.

He had always thought that apart from the black technology and the Originium technology that was like a black box, and a small amount of materials science that no one knew how it came about, the local level of real industry and manufacturing was only at the first or second level of industrialization, and agriculture was even more primitive. But then he heard that the other side also had artificial intelligence.

Well, thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. After all, he's always been in places like Ursus. Even on modern Earth, an alien crash-landing in Africa versus New York or Shanghai would lead to three completely different conclusions about human society.

"Yes, there was an artificial intelligence on Rhodes Island, and it took us a long time to fix it."

"You keep talking about Rhodes Island, but what is Rhodes Island like...?"

"A landship, an ancient relic unearthed by the Tower of Babel in Rembiton. It is extremely well-preserved. After restoration, Queen Theresa named it 'Rhodes Island.' However, it is now docked on the border between Victoria and Kazdel..."

"Dr. Kal'tsit, why did you come to Ursus alone with this kind of medical station?"

“Because Rhodes Island has a somewhat special status, it originally belonged to Theresia, Queen Kazdel. Now… well, my logistics manager, Kroos, is handling these troublesome matters.”

Specifically, it means re-registering a pharmaceutical company under the name of Rhodes Island and making it company property. As for dealing with those nobles and obtaining the permit, that would have to be handled by Kal'tsit.

"Oh, I see. Speaking of which, didn't you mention a 'PhD' before? Is he your...husband?"

"Crack!" "The cup is broken—" Kal'tsit calmly put the cup aside, took out a rag to wipe the coffee off her hands and the table, but her face was visibly flushed. "Why would you think that?"

"Because when you mention him, your expression is similar to my mom's when she mentions my old man, especially when he goes to the spaceport to spy on those pretty girls in the mind cores. It's like you want to drag him over, grab him by the neck, and beat him up. Yes, Kal'tsit, that's the expression you have when you mention him."

“That’s just a misreading,” Kal’tsit regained her previous calm and indifferent demeanor, but the blush that hadn’t completely faded from her face confirmed Xia Lin’s guess. “It seems that it really is your husband, or do you have such a plan?”

"Can we end this topic? It doesn't seem like polite to pry into your private life, just like I didn't ask you about your relationship with Ms. Agor, or whether Yelena is your daughter."

Chapter Seventy-Five: Three and a half!

Chapter 75

"Speaking of which, what kind of person is this doctor you mentioned? I'm very curious. It's hard for me to find a Terran here who can understand what I'm saying. But you say that doctor should be able to understand all of this?"

“Him—” Kal’tsit held her coffee, her gaze seemingly piercing through the rising steam, looking towards some unknown direction. “How should I put it? He’s a very mysterious person. Nobody knows what he’s plotting or planning, and he won’t tell you.”

That man and Theresa are both like that; they don't tell her many things at all. Some of their arrangements and plans still leave her confused. Every time she asks him what he and Theresa are planning, the man gives her a similar excuse, and Theresa does the same!

"I'm sorry, Kal'tsit, I can't tell you that."

"Kal'tsit, next time for sure..."

"I'm sorry, please believe me this time..."

"Little cat, this is a spell. The spell means you can't say it out loud, or it won't work..."

"So, what is he thinking?" My vision is getting a little blurry, and my memories aren't so reliable... "Doctor? Doctor Kal'tsit?!"

"Sorry, I was lost in thought..." Kal'tsit looked at Xia Lin, "Speaking of which, I have a question for you. With your knowledge of the stars, can you tell me why this is?"

“Please speak…” Xia Lin looked at her curiously, “However, don’t ask too much about Terra. I don’t know the situation here either. Don’t ask too much about the Covenant’s technology either. I only have a little bit of knowledge about it.”

"None of that matters. What I want to ask is, under what circumstances would a queen choose death?"

"Huh? What do you mean? What's the background?"

"That's a long story..."

"Let's get to the point?" The two then talked about many things, and had a heated discussion and debate on international politics and economics. Considering that the intensity and severity of online discussions are proportional to the amount of information both sides have, this intense online discussion was almost a large-scale battle on the scale of World War II.

These arguments continued until they were interrupted by the white rabbit, whose face seemed to say, "Why don't you just not go home at all?"

It was only then that they realized it was almost midnight, and Amiya and the others had been lulled to sleep by "Sister Yelena," and the medical station fell into silence.

With a "whoosh," Kal'tsit pulled open the drawer, flipped through the pile of documents, and paused for a few seconds on the hidden compartment at the bottom before opening it and taking out a square pendant.

The black background with blue patterns, and the tower mark that has become blurred and mottled from repeated use, shines brightly at the end. I stare at this rectangular pendant in a daze.

"When did it start? And when did I meet that man?"

She couldn't remember whether it was in Theresia's palace or in the wilderness of Rembito. She only remembered that it was shortly after Rhodes Island was discovered that the man suddenly abandoned the landship under repair and went to the peak where the stargazers gathered.

After returning, he became much more impatient than before. He couldn't even wait for Rhodes Island to be fully built before going to Kazdel and other countries. As soon as he returned, he was discussing something with Theresa, but he never told her the inside story.

That is, he returned midway, leaving Amiya, who was only one year old at the time, and her whole family to be settled by himself, and then went to the stargazers' place again.

Then, about a year and a half to two years ago, Babel was thriving, and Rhodes Island made its debut.

However, during that crucial battle, that person inexplicably lost focus.

If they had won, they would have controlled most of Kazdel, and everyone's dream could have taken its first step, but they lost.

Kal'tsit felt as if she were back on that battlefield, where, under that man's command, the Babel Tower's operators were unstoppable, almost wiping out the royal coalition forces. But at that moment, she lost focus, making a fatal mistake.

Theresa can influence consciousness and mind, but she cannot stop a crossbow bolt that is hurtling through the defenses at high speed. The heavy-armored operator is 2 meters away, and her medical gun is already overheating. In just one second, just one second, if that man can just nimbly fall to the ground as before, nothing will happen.

Then the man suddenly lost focus, and the crossbow bolt pierced his right chest. Theresa overused her abilities and almost collapsed. Command suddenly fell into Kal'tsit's hands. She was just a research supervisor, not a commander, and could only try to get the operators to cover the injured Doctor and bring him and the Queen to Rhodes Island.

The retreat of the operators and the Queen resulted in an unprecedented rout, with less than one in ten escaping from the Tower of Babel surviving.

Afterwards, the severely injured man managed to talk with Theresa for a whole day before falling into a coma. Kal'tsit had no choice but to send him to a device that could save his life, while Theresa left behind the banner of rebuilding the Tower of Babel.

Not long after, Kal'tsit heard the news that Queen Theresia had been assassinated by Theresis. This was all too strange. As someone who knew the "Demon Lord's" abilities, she couldn't believe Theresia could be assassinated. Just like in the original history, she believed that the Doctor had done it, but she didn't believe it was an assassination.

No one could assassinate the Demon King in person. Even a young Demon King could overcome the patriot's will and buy precious time, let alone a fully mature Demon King.

"So, under what circumstances would a queen give up her life?"

"For greater interests, some rulers who are willing to give their lives, such as for the continuation of the country, will do such things."

"Then what is the greater benefit? I don't see where the benefit lies."

"Based on your description and my limited understanding of Terra, there are two kinds of interests: one is what one gains for oneself, and the other is what one prevents the enemy from gaining. She is the latter, sacrificing her life to give the title of Kingslayer to the enemy. No, it should be given to all the forces that support those rebels..."

Terra is a society with a strong remnant of feudal aristocracy, meaning that most countries have kings and nobles. These kings and nobles have differing interests and conflicts, and they also fight each other on the international stage.

However, as members of the same class, they share the exact same class interests.

"To sever all the black hands reaching into Kazdel with my own life... So that's how it is. So, actually, I was the one who held things back?" What are the common interests of the king and nobles, regardless of national boundaries? What are their common taboos?

And without a doubt, supporting separatist forces within other countries to assassinate their rulers is a taboo. If Victoria can do this in Kazdel, then Ursus can do it in Victoria, and Great Yan can do it as well. So this is a mess that can only be pinned on Theresis.

At the same time, Kal'tsit also realized that the wave of extreme nationalism in Kazdel was not the work of Theresis, nor did it arise naturally, but was part of the Queen and that man's plan.

Extreme nationalism, coupled with the accusation of regicide, means that any separatist force in Kazdel, or any force that extends its reach into Kazdel, could be seen as the mastermind behind it and thus face resistance from the Kazdel people.

Especially considering that Theresa May, the rightful queen, had extremely high popularity and reputation, she was assassinated by her enemies before they could smear her reputation.

At times, the dead are invincible. People will continue to beautify her, yearning to return to the "era of the former king," using this beautification to escape the suffering of their present lives.

The people of Ursus have already proven this point. Even though the so-called "era of the former king" was actually much more brutal, they still yearn for that era and spare no effort to beautify it.

In this situation, if Babel or Rhodes Island were to raise their flags again, they could harness the frenzy bought with the Queen's life and completely overwhelm all opponents, while foreign powers would be too afraid to openly support the regicide.

Theresis's current situation is the best illustration of this plan: a victor, a champion, yet he only dares to speak for Kazdel remotely in Victoria—compared to Babita or Rhodes Island, he looks more like an exile.

“But now the Tower of Babel no longer exists…” Kal’tsit released her hand, leaving two bloody marks on her palm from the sharp-edged key.

"Old Xia, it seems the communication array just intercepted something?"

"Location?"

"At the medical station, is that cat trying to betray us?"

"It's not that bad." Xia Lin thought for a moment, "Ignore her, go to sleep..."

"Oh--"

"It's three o'clock, it's three o'clock, let's do it, let's do some tea first, Old Wei, I'm telling you, let's do whatever we want, let's do some tea first—"

"Heh—" The girl rubbed her forehead. The oni girl in front of her was pounding on the door, carrying two bags of milk tea in her hand. [Old Chen and Hoshiguma have indeed known each other for more than ten years.]

"You drink it yourself, I'm not hungry." "How can a Longmen person not drink tea? You're making so much, but Lao Wei won't care."

"How's the matter I asked you to investigate going?"

"You still remember your girlfriends..."

“Someone bought a large quantity of goods in Lungmen in her name, how could I possibly forget that?”

"Old Wei actually dared to let you touch this?"

"I checked secretly. What about you? What did you find?"