People in Terra, governing a weird little country

"I see, thank you. I'll listen to it when I get back."

"Why are you being polite to me?" Typhon waved his hand and smiled.

She liked Ernst's cautious character, which was much easier to serve than those disobedient Colombians!

Chapter 329: Casimir, amazing!

Kjerag, Tukarim, Kjerag Government Office Building, press conference site.

During this time, Kjerag has attracted a lot of media attention.

Many people did not take the World Expo seriously at first, and the media was no exception. Except for a few newspapers in Victoria and Columbia Tremont's Science Weekly, which had been following Kjerag's movements, most of Terra's well-known large media did not rush to Kjerag in the first place.

Although several media outlets with inside information quickly sent people to follow up and report after learning that Kjerag had gathered so many big names, the time difference still made them miss the big news released by the airship at the beginning, and the subsequent news about Crown Prince Victoria.

This has to be said to be a huge mistake by Terra media people.

But such a mistake, once is enough. As masters in the field of journalism whose noses are more sensitive than bloodhounds, they will certainly not miss such a big event as the Star Picking Plan again.

After Ernst revealed the surprise of the closing ceremony in advance, the media rushing to Kjerag every day made it almost impossible to get a ticket on the snow-covered special train that ran overtime.

This has even fostered the crazy growth of another area - scalpers.

This was also a loophole that Kjerag's current management was not perfect, but to be honest, it seemed that Kjerag could not be blamed entirely. There was no network between the Terran countries, and all ticket checking basically relied on a pair of eyes. And when every train of the Snowland Special Train was full, it was indeed a bit unreasonable to ask the train attendants who had only received preliminary training to check every passenger's identity to see if it matched the identity when they bought the ticket.

It is already amazing that these girls and boys can ensure that everyone has a ticket and no one evades the fare or rides a pirated bus.

Ernst has suggested to Lola that after the intercity network connection of the station is completed, security checks and gates should be set up inside. The funds have also been approved by Joyce. After this wave, it can be put into practice. By the time the next World Summit is held, the situation will probably be much better.

Of course, what the large number of tourists and media are most looking forward to seeing is definitely the results of the [Star Picking Plan].

Success or failure? Are the results abundant or scarce? What is the "universe" outside the isolation layer like? Is the sky really a curtain covering the entire earth as the poets said, or is it a swaddling cloth wrapped around Terra as those scientists said? Are the stars in the sky really a series of everlasting lights, controlled by a supreme being, closed during the day and opened at night?

Too many questions and too much curiosity naturally give rise to too much interest.

When microphones and cameras were set up in front of her and pointed at Ms. Horkhaiya, who was also the spokesperson for the Kjerag government, she felt a little bit uneasy and nervous.

It's not like she hasn't seen similar scenes before, but at those times, the eyes staring at her were mostly filled with contempt, disgust, or hatred and resentment.

After all, she used to be an intelligence officer, and was considered one of the best.

Those who trust her will only understand in the end that Holhaiya will never disappoint others, except when it comes to disappointing others.

[That being said, I only get one salary now. ]

The only time she nearly got Ernst into trouble was when she led him to Columbia. But the final result was completely different from the previous times. This time, Ernst was not hurt at all, but she lost her job, her face, her identity, and was dragged back to Kjerag by the snow leopard.

But it was okay. At least she could fill in [Quetzalcoatl] instead of [Liberian] as her race on Shelag's ID card.

Holhaiya herself didn't know when she started to not want to see Ernst's disappointed expression. It seemed pretty good to enjoy the feeling of being trusted.

It allowed her to see something new that she had never experienced before.

Like now, being stared at by a large group of people with hopeful eyes.

Holhaiya took a deep breath. She knew why Ernst sent her to preside over the press conference. In the whole of Kjerag, there was no one who knew how to deal with the media better than her.

"The Star Picking Project was a complete success, and the specific results will be announced in a week after processing."

She spoke slowly. Suddenly, there were bursts of camera shots and flashes from the audience.

Holhaiya paused for a moment and pointed to a reporter who raised his hand in the audience: "My friend, do you have any questions?"

"Spokesperson, may I ask what exactly does the Star Picking Project mean by a complete success?"

When someone questions your answer, explain the meaning of the words in your statement.

Hol Hai looked calm and replied:

"A complete success naturally means that the plan has achieved its goals while keeping the risks under control. Thanks to the unremitting efforts and persistence of the researchers at the Dome Research Station and the Kjerag astronauts, we have achieved the breakthrough of the isolation layer and successfully completed the subsequent return work. The overall situation is stable, the risks are controllable, there are no casualties, and the equipment loss is within the expected acceptable range. Therefore, it is a complete success."

The reporter was stunned. He felt like he understood something, but also seemed to understand nothing.

His lips trembled, as if he wanted to continue speaking, but Holhaiya had already pointed to the next reporter:

"One question per person. Next one, my friend, it's you."

A petite Liberi reporter stood up, saluted to Holhaiya, and introduced himself:

"Hello, spokesperson. I'm a reporter from the Columbia Daily Courier. I'm curious about what Kjerag gained from his experiments outside the isolation layer. Why does it take a week to process?"

【When someone asks you a tough question, talk to her about something bigger.】

"This is a state secret of Sherag." Holhaiya said calmly.

I don't know why, but when she talked about state secrets, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if she couldn't help laughing.

She would definitely not have made such a mistake before, and she should reflect on it.

I must have been infected by spending too much time with Ernst. I have contracted a disease that makes me laugh when someone says something doesn't exist.

It was like Ernst's expression when he said "the Saccaz are brothers", "the Victorians are full of morality", and "Gallic prosperity".

Holhaiya's mind was filled with the innocent smile of the snow leopard, but the reporter's questions did not stop:

“Can I take this as a tacit admission that Kjerag has indeed gained a lot from his research on the isolation layer?”

The picture in his mind was disrupted, and Holhaiya frowned slightly.

[When someone is determined to make a big news, it is appropriate to use rhetorical questions. ]

"My journalist friend, even if you are a reporter from El Messenger, please abide by the rules of the press conference. Each reporter can only ask one question. Do Colombians ignore the rules?"

"It's not that I can't answer your question, but the press conference will not be extended because of your violation. If I answer your question now, I will have to answer one less question for others later. Are you willing?"

Of course, what Holkhaiya asked was not whether the Liberian journalist was willing or not.

She was asking her competitors, who were from various magazines, weeklies, newspapers, and TV network media from various countries in Terra, whether they were willing to sacrifice their own time and opportunity to ask questions in order to help the Daily Courier reporter get a front-page exclusive.

Is there any need to ask this? Competitors are enemies, and journalism is even more so!

Before the Liberian reporter could say anything, his companion grabbed his tail feathers and made him sit down.

Only then did she realize that the journalist friends around her, who had just been ready to do something big, were now looking at her with particularly strange eyes.

The meaning is clear: your question is valuable, but if you are allowed to ask it, it will have no value to us.

Sit down, let us ask this question.

The Liberi reporter opened his mouth and finally lowered his head.

Holhaiya glanced at the audience with satisfaction, then pointed to the next reporter:

"This friend, it's you."

The one who stood up was a Kuranta man in a suit and tie. He also bowed slightly to Holhaiya and introduced himself:

"Hello, spokesperson. I am a reporter from Casimir Wine News."

"I don't know if you have heard of us, but Casimir Wine News is a newspaper full of humanistic colors. Compared with profound and obscure scientific knowledge, we focus more on those entertainment news that are more humanistic, closer to the lives of citizens, and more popular. We are committed to providing people from all countries with some spiritual relaxation after busy work. Making everyone smile is our goal."

"Are you still asking?"

The corner of Holhaiya's mouth twitched. If she didn't know what the Red Wine News was, she might have been fooled by the reporter's rhetoric.

She couldn't help but urge him, this was also to prevent him from being dragged down and beaten by the other reporters who were already glaring at him.

The reporter from the Red Wine Newspaper also obviously noticed the gradually burning atmosphere around him, laughed awkwardly, and said quickly:

"Our questions are mainly about the marital status of Chancellor Ernst."

"The Prime Minister is not yet engaged." Holhaiya rolled her eyes and replied. She just wanted this man to sit down quickly.

But unexpectedly, although this person is a rule-abiding person, his pen is obviously not very rule-abiding.

A few days later, Ernst saw the newspapers on the table. The most eye-catching one was the red wine newspaper with colorful large characters that caught people's attention.

[Tradition and the future clash in Kjerag! What choice will the youngest prime minister make? ]

The main title seems pretty normal, even interesting! I guess it must be about the story of me, Ping Da Elder, uniting the three tribes, controlling the snow leopard brother, and leading Kjerag towards modernization, right?

[The heart-pounding war between Terra's famous female scientist and the last princess of the empire, the outcome is still unknown! 】

Ernst found it difficult to describe the shock she felt when she later saw the subtitle.

It's amazing, Casimir people. In the cesspool of Terra, where everyone is swimming on their backs and showing off their skills, there are princes fighting for hegemony, feudal autocracy, colonial struggles, and even people who keep playing Tata, only you are wholeheartedly implementing the entertainment of capitalism and consumerism to death, and using the purest power to play the highest-end game.

amazing!

Ernst: “….”

You're trying to harm me!

Chapter 330: The Most Useful Episode of the Law

Holhaiya was holding a press conference, while on the other side, Ernst was staring at the communicator in a daze.

"Didi——(unintelligible language)"

It was not difficult to open the communicator, and it was not troublesome to play the recording. Ernst was not a technological idiot. Moreover, Kristen had given him the operating instructions.

But the problem is that even after opening and playing it, Ernst still didn't understand what was being said.

He is not a language genius. Human language can only be understood and used in specific environments, and the words spoken into the microphone were obviously not the Chinese or English that Ernst often used, or the little bit of Japanese that he learned from watching certain things.

He obviously did not speak the Kjerag language that Ernst had learned now, the Old Victorian language that was somewhat similar to English, or the official language of the Yan State.

This language is indeed an unknown language.

Ernst suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. This scene was just like the first time he came into contact with alien civilization when he was playing Stellaris.

First, send scientists to establish contact and translate each other's languages, and then judge whether the other party has malicious intentions, and choose to adopt a diplomatic attitude of continuing contact to maintain friendship or closing the border and being on high alert.

Finally, with the appearance of an event frame, people either cheered or looked at the sky in fear, confirming that the first batch of extraterrestrial life did exist.

[It turns out we are not alone in the universe].

Is there alien life in Terra's outer space? And it's very close, so close that their communication signals can be continuously transmitted to the outer layer of a planet that has not yet developed space technology?

Ernst had to accept this conclusion. Perhaps this was the truth. If it weren't for the existence of the isolation layer, Terra might have been filled with signals from outside the earth by now.

But Levy has a different view:

"Ernst, actually, I have been thinking about a question. What do you think is the significance of the isolation layer?"

Ernst frowned slightly, and Kristen gave a decisive answer:

"It's a yoke."

"Because of its existence, for millions of years, human beings' gazes toward the sky were considered meaningless."

"This directly cuts off one of Terra's possibilities. When we praise the sky that is blocked by the isolation layer, it's like we are praising the beauty of a girl through a veil!"

"That's false. Praising something you haven't seen is just flattery with ulterior motives."

She glanced at Ernst and said solemnly:

"I believe what Ernst said about the magnificent waves in space is true. That's why I want to see it with my own eyes!"

"Tearing apart that false starry sky is my lifelong wish."

This was the first time she spoke her mind so frankly and without scruples, because she knew very well that there were no outsiders among the people present.

Ernst is the one who knows only a tiny part of the magnificent picture of the universe beyond the sky. And he has been staying in Kjerag all this time, so how can he know this information?

Information must come from a source. Even for the so-called Sarkaz, who are born with knowledge, the source of their information is the long-standing bloodline inheritance. Ernst is just a film, where does his information come from?

The answer to this question is not difficult to find - Levi.

Only Levi has this possibility. His origin is unknown, but he has outstanding abilities. Christen noticed his specialness early on, and after joining Rhine Life, Christen noticed some special and strange things about Levi.

Christen had seen him chewing the Originium in his mouth to test its properties and how it would affect life.

Afterwards, he also took a blood Originium concentration test, and the result was 0, meaning there was no Originium content at all.

Normal people in a high concentration of Originium environment, even if they inhale some dust, are enough to be infected with Originium disease. Even Christen has never seen a fierce person who can chew raw Originium and still be safe and sound.

If Chris hadn't taken the time to seal the test report, Levi's peculiarities would have been made public long ago.

It can be said that Levi is safe and sound today largely because the person he met was Kristen.