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That's not a good idea. I can only say that Ernst was right.

Ernst was not really unwilling to add this event. Strictly speaking, the Olympics also have equestrian events, and adding similar beast of burden competitions would not be a problem.

However, the winning beast of burden can freely choose whether to steam or braise it, which is a bit too hellish and does not fit the theme of the International Games.

If this practice is banned, then pack animal competitions will lose a big gimmick. After all, a champion pack animal cannot run just once. If it participates in a commercial competition, will it be stewed or not? Will it be sprinkled with chopped green onions and coriander?

In order to avoid problems and public opinion, it would be better not to add this event from the beginning and just let it be a purely commercial event.

Anyway, this is just one of Enthiotis's many industries, so there is no need to give it some special political significance.

"As for Latatos... let her do it. The first-mover advantage is not so easy to overcome. Besides, they can develop so fast, who do you think is behind this?"

Enchiodis said calmly.

Without saying it, both he and Nosis knew the answer.

Ernst was always standing behind Latatos.

Ever since she was first arranged to enter the Kalan trade and serve as an agent to help Ernst supervise and clean up the Kalan trade, Latatos has never left Ernst's vassalage.

The fact that Brown Tao Home Textiles was able to rise quickly in Kjerag, find sales channels, and grow stronger was not only due to Latatos's determination to lead the family's transformation and her hard-working and talented personality, but also the support of the overall environment.

As for who provided this environment and these favorable policies, I'm sure everyone in Kjerag is aware of it.

Ernst did not want to see Kalan Trade directly monopolize all aspects of Kjerag's economy and become the next powerful business union, so he would definitely train a rival that could check and balance the business union. This was a common strategy.

The Brontao family just took advantage of this opportunity. They have been a merchant family in Kjerag since ancient times. The impoverished Brontao territory has gradually prospered thanks to trade with Perlochi and Shivaash. Now Ernst is looking for the right person, and Latatos herself is also seeking change. The two hit it off and transformed into the current situation.

Does Enchiodis have any emotions about this?

Of course he has it. But after all, he is not a pure businessman or runner like those in the Business Federation. His vision is much bigger.

Although he felt somewhat dissatisfied with Ernst's distrust of his brother, he could understand it.

After all, he himself didn't completely believe Ernst.

Besides, can he just support Brown Tao Home Textiles if he wants to?

Without using public power to directly suppress Kalan Trade, Kalan Trade has a full first-mover advantage and occupies the vast majority of Kjerag's high-value industries. The commercial emperor is still him, Silver Gray, and this fact has not been shaken!

The strong will always be strong, this is the rule in the business world. And if Ernst does not attack directly, he does not mind giving some of the cake to others, including Latatos.

Otherwise, he and his Kalan Trade would not have left such obviously profitable industries as fur and textiles unoccupied when they could have built railway lines.

When Britain was dumping Qing Dynasty goods, it also knew to dump cheap and useful cotton cloth. The cotton textile industry is one of Kjerag's traditional industries. Do you think Enthiotis would not have thought of this?

His goal has always been to make all of Kjerag rich and powerful; he was just the one who got rich first.

"As for rebelling against Ernst?"

He smiled and looked at Nosis, the look in his eyes made him feel creepy.

Nosis crossed his arms over his chest, took a subconscious defensive stance, and retreated half a step:

"Why are you staring at me?"

"I was just wondering how much more you have to bet on?"

Enthiotis listed them as if he was thinking:

"You've been suspended for reflection several times, and you've lost your shares. What else can you bet on?"

Nosis's expression turned blue and purple, and he was speechless for a long time.

Obviously, Enthiotis's attack was indeed very effective. The armor-piercing bullet directly broke through Nosis's defense.

After all, the record for the shortest betting time of less than ten seconds was quickly broken by Ernst, which was really too shameful. Gaul was still hesitant for a while!

"Are you willing, Enthyotis?" Nothis asked.

Enthiotis glanced at him:

"What does it matter if you are willing or not? Do you want to be whipped by a mace, or have our respected Lord Yelagund sprinkle ice cubes on your bed sheets in the middle of the night?"

Nosis was shocked: "Yeragund has done this before?"

He muttered, obviously not believing it: "When you told me last time that you had seen Yelagund, I felt strange. Were you deceived by Ernst? Even if there really is a god, how could it be so... funny?"

Enchiodis looked at him with pity, said nothing, took a sip of the black tea in the cup, and silently took a step back.

The sun is so nice today.

"Snapped--"

A piece of hail hit Nosis on the head.

Nosis looked up in confusion, but saw a small dark cloud hanging above his head in broad daylight.

Nosis opened his mouth and looked at Enchiodis: "What is this?"

Unexpectedly, Enciodis had already put down the mug in his hand, clasped his hands together, and prayed:

"God Yelagund, Nosis was just joking. He had no intention of slandering you. He also didn't intend to risk his life to defeat God."

"This man is still useful. Please be kind and be gentle with him."

"Enthyodice, you!"

Nosis's eyes widened with anger. Before he finished speaking, a slightly tired voice reached their ears the next second:

"it is good."

First of all, I have to rule out the possibility that I am hallucinating. Secondly, Enthiotis should not be able to fake his voice. Thirdly, there should be no one else on the rooftop.

The conclusion, then, is obvious.

"I must be hallucinating."

Nosis spread his hands, looked at the dark cloud hanging over his head in the sky, which showed no sign of dispersing, and finally smiled with relief.

"lighter."

A few hailstones of moderate size mixed with a little rain and snow gently brushed over Nothis's head.

For the strong Terrans, such an "attack" could not even cause any damage, let alone a tickle. But it was enough to soak Nosis's carefully groomed hair and white suit.

They are all Kjerag's people, and Yelagund is very friendly. Just give them a light punishment and a heavy warning.

After all, I am not a devil!

She nodded contentedly, but before she had time to admire the soaked Liberi, her attention was called back by the terrifying voice of the "Water Devil".

"Sleeping again!"

Director Muirseth pushed up the plain glasses on his nose to pretend to be knowledgeable, and criticized seriously:

"Wake up, wake up! How can you sleep at this age?"

"Lord Yelagund asked me to teach you, not to let you sleep! Listen to me carefully!"

Chapter 366: Yelagund, you are addicted to studying!

Typhon left, but Sammy left the letter with Kjerag.

Kjerag is a good place for Him. It has a similar natural environment to Sami, so He will not feel uncomfortable living there. It is also more lively and He can see more different kinds of humans.

Sami still likes these fragile but colorful civilizations.

"Does that mean that Brother [Sammy] will also go to the International Games to join in the fun?"

Gao Wenyan picked his teeth and asked curiously.

The [Time] who was almost driving Tracy crazy shook his head:

"No, [Sammy] said that the defense situation in the north is not very good. They probably can't spare any manpower to show up at the sports meeting."

"Oh~" Gao Wen nodded, feeling a little regretful.

But this is normal, after all, that place is Sami. If Yan Country has the ability to participate but wants to close its doors to the outside world, then Sami has the will but really does not have the strength.

The front line was already under pressure, and it was unnecessary to transfer people to the rear to participate in an entertainment event. Besides, Sammy was not too concerned about the political impact, right?

"But it feels like something is missing without one country."

Gawain muttered.

Unexpectedly, [Time] took over and said:

"Ah, then you don't have to worry. Sammy said that although we can't send anyone over, if he's not busy at the time, he can make an avatar to join in the fun."

Gawain: "?"

When I put a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, but that I think you have a problem.

Although the giant beasts do have the ability to create avatars, such as the Year Beast, Yelagund, and even [Time], they actually have their own avatars, but this is the first time Gawain has heard of a situation where they create an avatar just to join in the fun.

Is this necessary?

Before Gawain could raise his question, a letter that came from afar in a form that went against the physics that Yelagund had learned for a long time spoke its own voice:

"I'm just here to watch. I'm not going to play."

Only then did Gawain suppress his lion-like shocked expression.

Yes, for a giant beast, and one of the top ones at that, it is indeed a bit too mean to specially create an avatar to participate in a competition among a group of humans.

The behemoths were not creatures that had such a strong desire to win, at least [Sammy] was not. He did this simply because he was bored.

Anyway, Sammy slept from morning till night, and finally found two of his kind who were easy to get along with, and set up a giant beast tea party. Although a beast master sneaked in, it didn't matter. [Sammy] naturally wanted to find more fun.

The World Expo was fun, but it was not fun enough for Sami. After all, most World Expos were for humans to showcase their culture, technology, and other achievements of civilization. Although Sami was also very excited, it still lacked some direct stimulation.

But sports meets are different. Everyone competes seriously, with a rank of one, two, three, and four, with you winning and me losing. That's much more interesting, isn't it?

Especially the knight competition. It is said that under the instigation of that interesting Yelagund child, the scope of the knight competition was expanded to the entire land.

This is a great relationship, and now comes the fun!

As we all know, the three biggest hobbies of contemporary netizens when surfing the Internet are keyboard politics, playing games, and stacking boxes to rank their battle strength!

As for [Sami], as the top creature in the entire Terra ecosystem, although he is not an Internet user, this does not prevent him from having similar hobbies as Internet users.

If possible, He even wanted to send one of His generals, Ektilnir, to give it a try, to see what level the Snow Cult could rank on Terra. Unfortunately, He couldn't send him.

First, the northern defense line was indeed tight. Sami's land could not support too many people, and there were collapse bodies coming to disturb from time to time. The number of Snow Ceremony and the warriors was indeed embarrassing. Second, [Sami] said that he could not compile the cipher board.

No kidding, editing a cipher board is a technical job. In Sami, [Sami] generally does not communicate directly with the Snow Priest - the leader of each tribe is a Snow Priest, and there may be more than one Snow Priest in a tribe. With so many Snow Priests, if everyone calls him to pray every day, will he still sleep? If he doesn't sleep, how can he gather his energy to deal with the pollution of the evil spirits?

To this end, He established an automatic response system to answer every prayer through written ciphertext.

It's a shame, but this kind of notebook-like reply is somewhat like the rhetoric of scammers.

But in fact, unlike the rhetoric that is simply deceptive and has no effect, the mechanism set up by Sami is very complicated. After more than a thousand years of adjustments, it has gradually reached the point where today, each ciphertext corresponds to the upper and lower versions, and can give valuable, formulaic template answers that can solve simple problems.

As for those more difficult and complex problems that require direct consultation with him, Sami has also opened a channel. The Great Snow Cult is this channel. These few Great Snow Cults, including Ektilnir, are all his favored ones, that is, his Spokespersons. They can also be tribal leaders or independent traveling Snow Cults. If the Snow Cults of the tribe encounter problems that the cipher board cannot completely solve, they can report to them and they will solve them.

If they can't solve it, they can directly ask [Sammy] and [Sammy] will take action.

This system helped him save a lot of effort, but it also posed a real problem for him.

It is difficult for Him to use a mysterious sentence to hint to Ektilnir, Little Ektilnir, Dad wants you to participate in the race, not to race with the collapsing body on the ice field!

So, forget it.

He can just go and take a look and join in the fun, and he won't bring the children with him.

However, He was very clear that if He did not take the child with Him, a certain god would definitely go with the child.

[Sammy] glanced at the scene of today's tea party and asked:

"Where's Yelagund?"

Gao Wen explained:

"Yeragond is in class."

He looked like he was disappointed with his friend and complained,

"He poached a scientist from Ernst and now uses that volume every day. It's really embarrassing for us giant beasts! Why does he have to use knowledge when he can make a living with pure numerical values?"