People in Terra, governing a weird little country

The Law is the foundation of the Lateran, the greatest secret and support of the Lateran, and the god who gave the gospel to the Sakota. This is the "truth" that every Sakota has been taught since birth.

With the consent of Evangelista XI, Ernst was able to meet with the Law and received some revelation from the Law, but he had to hide this revelation, not only from Mostima, but even from Pope Lateran, Evangelista XI, who had the title of "Guardian, Supervisor, and Practitioner of the Supreme Law."

This is actually a betrayal of the covenant.

Ernst looked at Mostima's stunned face and asked:

"Will you denounce me to Evangelista XI?"

Mostima was startled, and then, as if she sensed something, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly uncontrollably, and she shook her head at Ernst:

"If I'm going to expose something, I should at least know what it is, right?"

"But Mr. Ernst obviously didn't tell me what you were hiding, so how can I reveal it?"

She shrugged at Ernst, as if she was really distressed, although the somewhat excited smile on her lips had already exposed her current mood.

This woman seems to enjoy this feeling?

Ernst couldn't help but be a little surprised.

You, woman, are so unhappy! Helping foreign leaders to conceal possible Lateran secrets from their immediate superior, the Pope, and doing such an immoral thing, and you are actually excited?

hiss--

Ernst subconsciously wrapped his clothes.

He had to admit that the threat Mostima brought to him at that moment was even greater than that of Duke Caister!

That aggressive look, that extremely restrained yet still excited smile, and that little devil's tail that has already been swung up!

Tsk, Ernst even felt that if one day Mostima really felt that there was nothing worth caring about on this earth anymore and decided to pursue excitement and carry it through to the end, he would most likely be beaten to his knees by this angel and dragged back to try all kinds of exciting ways of playing!

For example, dip dumplings in sugar, boil buns, wrap strawberries in rice dumplings, and put cactus in snacks!

Crazy, a complete lunatic! This woman is very dangerous!

He silently held the Yelagund God Stone in his pocket. In this materialistic and perilous land of Terra, only the great Yelagund still had a trace of warmth.

Feeling more confident, Ernst calmed down a little.

Just now, I was confused by the [Law] and inexplicably recalled some comic works that I read when I was still a human being in my previous life.

This is Terra, how could such a thing happen?

Let’s take a look at the lynx in the distance.

Ernst now only wanted to return to Kjerag without stopping, find Kelsey, and ask her what this meant.

As someone who obviously knew something about the threats in space, Ernst didn't believe that Kal'tsit knew nothing about the recording. He didn't believe that she really forgot to turn off the automatic pickup, so she accidentally picked up the recorder and didn't listen to the content at all, but just gave it to him so confidently.

She is 100% certain that she has other intentions!

However, what Ernst did not expect was that his vehicle was stopped in the wilderness by another uninvited guest as soon as it left the area of ​​Rutland.

"Mr. Ernst, long time no see."

Ernst frowned as he looked at the horned feathered beast standing in front of the vehicle, speaking human language but without any guards or attendants by its side.

"Why is the President here?"

"Of course it's waiting for you."

The pupils of the President of Colombia, Mark Max, contracted. He did not look like a real feathered beast, but rather like a camera that was adjusting its focus.

Ernst had a headache for a moment.

These questions come one after another. It seems that no one in Terra's game is honest.

Why was Mark Max here? Ernst's trip to Rutland should have been a secret operation. Theoretically, the only people who knew about his itinerary should be the three people in the office that day, and Kelsey, who might have plotted against him in this matter.

Levi is an old comrade, he can't leak the secret. As the provider of the recording, Kelsey's calculations should not include Mark Max, the president of Colombia, because this is not a variable she can control. Then, the person who leaked the secret can only be......

"Kristen..." Ernst sighed softly, "You really will cause me trouble when you leave."

What Saria said was right. Being infected with Kristen will bring trouble to people.

Ernst shook his head somewhat self-deprecatingly, took a deep breath, and asked with the most reasonable and legitimate reason:

"You shouldn't be here. You should know how much trouble it would cause me if the President of Colombia disappeared in Kjerag."

But Mark Max turned his head away with disdain and gave a most unexpected answer.

"It's just a clone. My great father has created countless bodies like this for me. It's just a matter of using one or two."

Body?

Ernst captures the crux of Mark Max’s words.

He is immortal, can change his body, and looks like a beast, the wild animal that Ernst is familiar with.

Ernst had heard about this creature from the great Lord Yelagund, and he had also seen it once with his own eyes. It gave him a myocardial infarction as a surprise at the opening ceremony not long ago.

"Are you the beast master?"

Ernst was still hesitating whether to ask this question that might cause trouble, but Mark Max, who was standing in front of the car, asked the question before Ernst.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sneer came out of the bird's mouth.

"Don't confuse me with that kind of thing."

"I know it's not convenient for you to talk in front of outsiders. I should choose a time when you are alone to visit. But unfortunately, that out-of-control guy is always watching you closely, and you are always surrounded by these..."

Mark Max's words got stuck.

"Let's call them humans."

A smacking sound came from his beak, as if it was a little reluctant.

"Opportunities are hard to find. After choosing so many times, I can only choose this time."

"I'm here to give you an invitation. Mr. Ernst, if you are free, I hope you can come to Columbia for a visit."

"There's a surprise."

Ernst let out a sigh.

Please, no more surprises, okay?

Is Taila the same as Pinduoduo? It sends me pop-up messages every day, with surprises falling from the sky?

I really want to chop you with a knife!

Chapter 338 Kal'tsit: Ernst, you're not in Kjerag at all! Where did you go?

Kjerag, Tukarim, Rhode Island Office (to be built).

Kal'tsit sat in her wicker chair, waiting.

Waiting is a long process, during which you may face negative emotions such as doubt, anxiety, boredom, etc. Of course, there is also positive emotions such as anticipation, hope, and excitement.

But Kal'tsit felt it was worth it.

After handing the recording to Ernst, she began to wait, waiting for Ernst to come to her and ask about the contents of the recording.

She was not in a hurry. The content of the recording was taken from the isolation layer. That ancient language had been lost for tens of thousands of years, and no one on this earth should be able to understand it - except herself.

Kal'tsit knew the content of the recording very well. It was an order, an order that had been repeated over and over again in the past.

[If that day really comes, the oceans will boil, the atmosphere will disappear, our satellites will fall into the vortex of gravity one after another, and our sun will expand ferociously, ruthlessly eating its children until everything is silent. The impermanence of natural phenomena will linger around us like a nightmare, and all natural laws, theoretical knowledge, and scientific technology will no longer be reliable.]

[If that day really comes, before our doomsday comes, at least at the cost of our current incomplete civilization, we can preserve the last spark. ]

[Destroy everything that is suspected of being contaminated, even if that includes "everything".]

[(Purification Instructions)]

Yes, that unknown language was an order to fire, or more precisely, an order to exterminate.

The pre-civilization was not a belligerent civilization, but on the scale of the galaxy, not being belligerent did not mean not fighting. Every citizen of the pre-civilization calmly accepted the reality that when faced with enemies with irreconcilable conflicts, destroying them was the final respect for them.

However, no one expected that this respect would eventually be bestowed upon themselves.

Kal'tsit is not sure whether the humans who once lived on this planet are the last survivors. Their colonies once spread across the sea of ​​stars, and their borders reached the end of the Milky Way. In the vast universe, who knows if this is the only remaining fire?

But Kal'tsit was well aware of the struggle of the previous civilization for survival.

Some of them transformed a large number of sarcophagi and sealed themselves in the hope that they could survive a long time. Some left a cluster of ecological transformation systems in the laboratories on the seabed, hoping that the surviving humans could use it to reshape the planet and transform it into a support for the survivors to step back into the starry sea and regain their homeland. Some of them studied the Originium, trying to avoid destruction by abandoning the existence of the material world and investing their consciousness into the Sea of ​​Solaria, and then fish out the drop of water from the sea to complete a perfect rebirth. Some of them also did other work, and Kal'tsit didn't know all of it. She was just a servant robot.

Kal'tsit didn't know whether these methods were feasible, but she knew that they were all feasible, and the abilities of previous civilizations, these seemingly incredible technologies, were not all fanciful.

Kal'tsit had seen a living example before. When the doctor woke up from the sarcophagus stored in Rhodes Island and appeared in front of Kal'tsit, she was more surprised and shocked than anyone else.

He did survive, though without any companions, like a wandering ghost.

Every time she thought of the Doctor, Kal'tsit felt a little overwhelmed. From the perspective of a servant, from the moment she was created, she was to assist any awakened former civilization human and revive the former civilization, and this "human" of course included the Doctor. But after spending 10,000 years on this land, she was no longer willing to be a servant. If the price of reviving the former civilization was to destroy the existing civilization, then she would undoubtedly hesitate.

This is the fundamental contradiction between the system's default AMA-10 and Kal'tsit's thinking.

Fortunately, although the specific reason is unknown, she assisted and assisted, and before she had time to decide what to do, they were defeated in the Kazdel Civil War. Correspondingly, the mental pressure of the doctor, who was supposed to be a researcher but was forced to take on the role of battlefield commander, had reached the limit, and it was time for him to rest in his coffin.

She was very neat and managed to get the doctor into the sarcophagus. Problem solved.

But this is just a problem that has been solved.

Terra was still raging with war. Compared with the Four Emperors' War that affected almost the entire land decades ago, the impact of the small Kazdel Civil War was almost negligible. And this young and fragile civilization didn't know anything yet. Kal'tsit could only continue to fulfill her duties as the nanny of civilization, trying to do less anthropomorphic things on this land that was very anthropomorphic in many aspects.

Although she may not realize it herself, the word personification can be positive or negative.

She drove Rhodes Island around this land, recruiting talents and expanding the market. It seemed that everything was moving in a stable and positive direction, and there was still a lot of room for development.

Then something strange happened again - somehow, the thriving medical company was about to fail.

Kal'tsit tried many methods, such as writing papers to increase her popularity and signing trade contracts with cities such as Lungmen, but in the end, what really helped her out of her difficulties was the order from Kjerag.

To be honest, she had never paid much attention to Kjerag before.

This piece of land protected by giant beasts is the most peaceful paradise on the entire earth. Although the natural conditions are not very good, it has the advantage of no natural disasters, no idea of ​​outward expansion, and it is also difficult to get through the natural dangers of the mountains and the iron wall of Yelagund from the outside.

But Ernst's sudden appearance gave her the best news she had heard in decades.

My goodness, anthropomorphic people gave birth to anthropomorphic people, generation after generation, and his genes actually ascended successfully! He gave birth to a person who really looks like a human!

After some contact, Kal'tsit admitted one thing - Ernst was a person who could be dealt with! She was really aggressive when there was something going on!

If there were no Rhodes Island, an organization that took into account Theresa's last wishes and the secrets of the previous civilization, and the land cruiser, Kal'tsit really wanted to join Kjerag, get a position, and assist Ernst.

Unfortunately, the timing was not good. Kal'tsit had somewhere to go and couldn't come.

But this does not mean that she cannot have a close relationship with Ernst. After all, this child, whether influenced by the behemoth or someone else, loves collecting illustrated books. This hobby is unacceptable and must be corrected as soon as possible.

This is easy, Kal'tsit is the best at correction.

To correct a person's bad habits, if you don't use physical means, the best way is to make him dependent on you first.

So Kelsey tried her best to answer all the questions for Ernst, even though she had made up her mind that "you can ask me any questions for free", but it didn't matter. No one knew anyway, and she could convince herself that all this was for a higher purpose.

However, things once again went beyond her expectations.

Ernst did love asking questions, but his hobby never seemed to stop. In fact, many times, Kal'tsit was at a loss for words.

When others ask questions, they learn relevant information and then act accordingly. But Ernst asks questions in the opposite way. He always draws the cards first and then asks: "I drew a Fire Demon/Bane/Sakota/Princess/Beast Master/Genius Scientist today. Is it strong? How is it?"

Damn you, you are playing dirty tricks on me! You are asking your mother's question, you are here to show off your cards to me!

Ahem, be civilized, be civilized.

As long as Kal'tsit denies it, her defense breakdown for a few minutes can be treated as if it never happened. After all, life is long and everyone has some little emotions.

Kal'tsit decided to take a drastic measure.

So, after the Star Picking Project, when she picked up the unwanted communicator that had fallen on the ground and discovered the recording left in it, she thought about it and gave it to Ernst.

the reason is simple.

First, the content in the communicator recording is powerful enough and explosive enough! But it has no substantial destructive power in essence. The recording of the extermination order must be paired with a special central weapon armament management system to be executed. This is the most basic safety measure. This is to prevent the possibility that one day, a child from the previous civilization yells on the street: Ah ah ah, it has been blackened! Let's start the final plan! Purification! Start! Destruction of the world!! Then the world is really destroyed. Wouldn't that be hilarious?

The aforementioned central weapons and armament management system is either damaged and unusable or has not yet been discovered. The only one that is confirmed to exist is the one that the Sakota people dug out at the cost of thousands of lives in ancient times, but it is now the biggest secret of Lateran and is firmly sealed in the basement of the Vatican. Even if Ernst plays the recording 10,000 times, the recording that was blocked by the isolation layer and was supposed to be transmitted to the control room cannot be blown all the way to the basement of Lateran by the wind and heard and executed by the host.

This can't possibly happen by accident, the host isn't going to grow legs and run over here by itself, right?

Second, Ernst certainly couldn't understand the content.

If Ernst couldn't understand the content, he would definitely try to decipher it, but it would be impossible to succeed. If the Terrans had this technology, the Terra should not be called Terra now, but Lateran (New Kazdel).