People in Terra, governing a weird little country

And if what Mudstone described about Ernst's plan in the letter was correct, then his plan was indeed a grand blueprint, so grand that even she, who thought she was disheartened, couldn't help but feel excited.

God, nation building, Sarkaz unity, any one of these three words appearing on the Sarkaz is already so incredible, who would have known that one day, someone would actually realize all of them on the Sarkaz?

And such a grand blueprint certainly cannot exclude Sarkaz like Scavengers and Bloodfiends.

So, instead of Ernst scratching his head and grimacing in search of a suitable blood demon representative, she would rather take the trouble to send Ernst such a gift. It should be the reward for her, a scavenger who wants to stay away from the war and is bound to be weak, to seek refuge in Kjerag~

As for why I chose Bathory...

Given her behavior just now, do we need to ask why?

She is so easy to understand. She is not stubborn nor has a bad temper. She is flexible and can be domineering or charming... ahem, this doesn't count.

All in all, among the blood demons in the royal court who wanted to suck out the marrow of people, Bathory looked like a beautiful girl! It would be a pity not to secretly trick her into going to the battlefield in Victoria and mixing with other blood demons.

What, you think Bei Feng’s evaluation of Blood Demon is biased?

No, no, no, this is the king of their scavenger clan, the current chieftain, Lord Niecile, who personally evaluated the Lord of the Blood Demon Court, "Red Monarch" Dukare at the Military Committee meeting:

"Blood Demon Lord, you are just a younger brother. You have no right to act like a spoiled brat in front of me."

Listen, listen, throw a tantrum! What is an accurate summary?

If the top beam is crooked, the bottom beams will be crooked too. The Blood Demon Lord is throwing a tantrum like a child. How normal can their royal court be?

So, in comparison, although Bathory's personality is not very good strictly speaking and is somewhat awkward, the well-informed North Wind knows that there is a kind of popular culture in the countries of Terra, and that's just what they like!

There is no better choice than her.

After actually packing up her things, Ms. Scavenger looked up at the clock and saw that only ten minutes had passed.

When she walked out the door for the second time, she unexpectedly saw Bathory's panting figure.

Seeing Bei Feng, the tension and uneasiness on Bathory's face immediately disappeared. He heaved a sigh of relief and complained:

"I thought you were gone!"

Bei Feng was really surprised: "You're so fast?"

Bathory lifted his full bag:

"That's all I have. Do you think every Sarkaz is as well off as you are?"

"The Blood Demon King's Court doesn't have any surplus food!"

Chapter 1094: The Land at the End of

Year 1094 of the Terran calendar, December 12, evening. Kjerag.

The joy of the Harvest Festival enveloped cities and settlements large and small across the country. From the ribbons hung on the government office building in Tukarim to the lanterns hanging in the homes of farmers in the Perlochi territory, every Kjerag person celebrated this festival, celebrating the good harvest this year, celebrating the freedom from disease and disaster this year, and celebrating all the positive changes that have taken place this year.

At this moment, people gather around the dining table, savoring delicious food, expressing gratitude for Yelagund's protection for the year, enjoying their own labor for the year, and reuniting with their dearest and most beloved relatives.

It was also at this time that people spontaneously turned on the radios they had just bought at home, waiting for the magical sound to sound from the novel little square box.

It was Ernst's voice, steady, gentle, youthful and powerful:

"Today is the end of the year 1094. I am your Prime Minister, Ernst Shivaash."

Sitting in the recording studio of the Kjerag Radio building, Ernst looked at Vina, Holhayya, Hintleya, and all the management of the Kjerag government who were gathered outside the glass wall.

This is his last task to complete this year, and it is also the best summary and summary of the work achievements of everyone in the Kjerag government over the past year.

He spoke slowly, in the calmest tone, and spoke the words that made people's blood boil and gave them the most hope:

“I am speaking to all Kjeragians through this new format for Kjerag: radio and TV channels, to share with all of us this wonderful fact: Kjerag has passed another year in peace.”

“Here, I want to thank the great god Yelagund for his blessing, thank my colleagues in the Kjerag government for their efforts, and thank all the people who have contributed their efforts to the development of Kjerag. You are the present of Kjerag, and you will create the future of Kjerag.”

"In the past year, Kjerag has faced many problems and challenges, achieved many goals and accomplishments. With the joint efforts of all of us, our proud homeland has become the venue for the World Summit, our simple people have achieved a higher standard of living, and our tenacious civilization has tenaciously achieved another survival on this land."

"As the Prime Minister of Kjerag, as one of the leaders of the summit initiative, and as an ordinary Kjerag person, please allow me to express my most sincere gratitude to you all."

"Thank you."

Ernst paused for a moment. His eyes reflected the clapping of Vina outside the glass wall, the smiling Holhaiya, Lola secretly wiping away tears, and Xinteleya who wanted to hug Lola to comfort her but was pushed back by Lola. Everyone had different expressions, but Ernst could see the pride and joy in their hearts.

They are to be proud of.

Ernst did not mention anything like GDP growth or steady economic development. Most people in Kjerag could not understand these things, and it would not be humane to say these things on the day of the Harvest Festival.

He would rather praise his colleagues more, because Ernst knew better than anyone else how difficult their work was!

Kjerag's government has always been a makeshift team. Even after rounds of expansion and training, many departments have been able to operate normally, but there are still no major problems, but small problems continue to occur.

To be honest, even Ernst was surprised that such a government could last until now. But besides being surprised, Ernst was more aware of the efforts of each of them.

As Aslan, Vina has natural advantages and disadvantages in diplomacy. Because of the close relationship between Victoria and Ernst, many forces always regard Vina as the spokesperson of "more than one will". But even so, Ernst has never seen her get discouraged when facing speculation, conjecture and fear of her identity. On this basis, the "camel diplomacy" she proposed gave Ernst a great surprise.

Holhaiya was demoted and had her salary cut after the Balrog incident, but she never neglected her work. Although she said that she was a "poor person with nowhere to go", the work schedule that she presented to Ernst on time every day and the pertinent comments she left on each pending matter all showed the wisdom and hard work of this feathered serpent lady. For this reason, Ernst even took the initiative to find Yelagund and asked him about Holhaiya's life experience. Yelagund had promised that the next time she went to Manzhuyuan for a solution, he would teach her everything he knew.

Hinterea may have the lowest position in the government, but the job with the highest hidden power. To some extent, she can decide who can see Ernst directly and who cannot meet him outside the normal appointment process. But she has never abused this power. On the contrary, her diligence is often praised by others. As the first face of the Kjerag government to the world, she has also created the highest level of praise for Ernst and this big family.

There are many other people, Joyce, Jeston, Lola... Ernst is not omnipotent. He is not good at math, his fighting skills are not high, he does not have any knowledge of engineering, and there are many things that are beyond his ability. They are the ones who make up for these shortcomings.

Without them, Ernst would not be able to ensure the smooth operation of the Kjerag government. Without them, Ernst and Rhine Life might not be able to reach a cooperation in the reconstruction of Tukarim. Without them, Ernst's connection with this land would be greatly reduced. He might be trapped in this corner until he was powerless after exhausting all his efforts and could only watch his fate return to its own trajectory - Enthiotis successfully took power, Nosis became the Speaker of Kjerag, and Yelagund was expelled from Kjerag...

In other words, this is a miracle they created together.

“But despite the miracles, there are still challenges.”

“The crises we face have never diminished, and the obstacles we have to overcome have never lowered, but fortunately, we have built bridges and stairs.”

This is by no means alarmist or groundless worry. At the end of 1094, the land was still full of crises, and compared to 1093, the number of crises had only increased, and the intensity had only increased.

Victoria's Londinium, the former heart of this vast empire had stopped beating for a long time. Its bloated and huge body finally stopped its more than 20 years of fighting left and right, and decided to unite to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on itself.

But as the old saying goes, an army without a united force will hesitate and march in a flock of geese. Ernst did not despise the Victorian Empire. No matter whether any of its grand dukes looked like human beings or not, at least they could be regarded as local heroes.

The Duke of Wellington, who sounded the death knell of the empire, the Duke of Windermere, who guarded the border and could stop the children of Leithania from crying at night, the Duke of Castor, who used the absolute rationality of a pure political creature to forge a terrifying network of relationships beyond everyone's imagination, and the Duke of Godottin. If these names were mentioned, even a country would have to think twice. But what about them together?

When they are together, they are a pile of shit; when they are apart, they are a sky full of stars!

After briefly learning about the fighting power of the Sarkaz Royal Court and knowing the news that the Scavengers were marching and gathering around Londinium, Ernst no longer thought that Theresis was just a simple mercenary leader. After all, in order to respond to the gathering of the Scavenger army, the various dukes recruited soldiers in their territories, and the movement of gathering troops was much more high-profile.

Ernst didn't believe that with such an exaggerated intelligence personnel as the Shapeshifter Cluster, Theresis was completely unaware of the Dukes' movements.

But he didn't react. This is very intriguing.

Ernst couldn't help but think of a fairly famous joke from his previous life: If someone doesn't run away when they see you transform, then you probably have to run.

Ernst was not sure how strong Theresis' trump card was, which gave him the courage to directly confront the Duke's army. He could only remain unchanged in the face of change and hope that the Duke's coalition, which was full of internal conflicts, would not break his ribs with this "CPR".

But Victoria's problems go far beyond this. Even if we put aside the old issue of infected people, the problem of Tara nationalism is becoming increasingly prominent.

Rafshini in Ernst's office is Tara's Drake. Although she doesn't often talk about this topic with Ernst, with Mandela, the talkative bully, Ernst knows a lot about their problems.

In the final analysis, it can be summed up in one sentence: Victoria, the alien-world counterpart of Great Britain, is indeed very inhuman in terms of being an inhuman.

Tara seeks independence, but the situation of Lavishne and her sister, Draco and Abrana, who stays with the Duke of Wellington, is very ambiguous.

As a great nobleman with Tara blood, Ernst could guess what the Duke of Wellington's attitude towards this cause was.

If he didn't support her, then Abrana would have been beheaded long ago. But if he was completely on the same page with Abrana... then Abrana wouldn't have sent Ravshini to him.

Shelagh is an insurance policy. The reason why Ravshini came to Shelagh is similar to the reason why Kent Windermere sent Daphne to him.

Will such a grand duke, whose fundamental goal is to achieve "Tara's independence", really give 100% of his effort in the battle to help Victoria retake the capital?

Ernst could hardly convince himself to nod.

Victoria's problems are just a microcosm of the many problems on this land.

To the south, thanks to the generous and selfless support of the Terran nations, the Iberian coastline seems to have been relatively calm recently. However, Kal'tsit is not optimistic about how long this calm can last, and the opinions she conveyed to Ernst were not optimistic either.

To the north, there are more and more countries such as Ursus, Sami, and Colombia that have come into contact with the devil or intend to do so. No one can tell whether this is a sign of opening up new positions and paving the way forward, or a countdown to the death knell of doomsday.

Going down, why Kal'tsit called the Originium buried deep in the earth the "Third Crisis" is still unknown to Ernst. Kal'tsit has always been very secretive about Originium, and can only give vague warnings. And Ernst also believes in the simple truth: it is easy to block an open attack, but it is difficult to defend against an arrow from the dark. Those threats that are put on the table for people to brainstorm, there are always ways to solve them, but those things that are right next to us, that we are in contact with all the time, and that make us lose our vigilance involuntarily, once they stab us in the back, they may bring irreversible losses.

As Ascalon said: "Disastrous losses often come from excessive trust."

And upward.

The barrier layer cuts off Terra's connection with the universe. The result of the Star-Picking Plan, the only brief contact planned by Ernst, serves as a warning to all those who try to touch the boundary, that what awaits outside the barrier layer may not be a sky full of stars.

Besides, Ernst knew better.

The mainframe underground in Lateran conveyed the signal of the extermination order to him. The so-called "previous civilization" that once resided on this land, one or more of them, with the belief that "human glory will last forever", created weapons that were capable of destroying the earth, Terra, and even this galaxy.

Moreover, Ernst didn't know whether this was the upper limit of the weapon, let alone the side effects of the weapon.

After all, the present heaven on earth, the paradise on earth - Lateran, is built on the fragile balance maintained by such a terrifying "fulcrum". Since there are weapons in the sky for extinction or to fight against extinction, and there is a center on the earth that controls these weapons, then what are the Sakotas who have obtained the center and changed their own forms?

Just an ordinary, lucky Terran life?

Ernst didn't understand what it felt like to have the asterophobia that Luo Ji suffered from in "The Three-Body Problem" before, but now he understands it to some extent.

The sky is full of stars, twinkling, and you really cannot tell which ones are the stars that truly emit light, and which ones are the barrels of destruction that refract the light.

This was the known problem facing Ernst on Terra at the end of 1094.

Of course, most of these have nothing to do with Ernst or Kjerag. Many of them belong to other countries. If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. With Kjerag's level, he will probably have the right to sit on an equal footing with the "tall people" in the core circle after a few hundred years of development. In other words, as long as Ernst relaxes his mind, is a little more optimistic, he may not have to face these troublesome problems in his life.

But can Ernst do it?

I can't show off at all, my family.

The Ursus Chernobyl crisis in 1096 was just the beginning. The torrent called [Original Plot] was rushing towards Ernst. Ernst was not the traditional protagonist in the time-travel novels he read in his previous life. He did not have the means to save the world with one click, but he did have the means to destroy the world with one click. His understanding of the original plot was also vague, and the time left for him to react was less than two years at most.

Are two years a long time? For many things, once they start to get complicated, it may take decades, not to mention two years, to come up with an idea or implement a plan.

“Even if the bridge of communication has been built, it still takes courage to walk across it and shake hands with each other. Even if the ladder of development has been established, it still takes effort to climb it and catch up.”

"So, fellow countrymen, on this New Year's Day, let us toast! To yesterday! Yesterday's efforts, hard work, and sweat have all borne fruit!"

Ernst raised his glass and saluted the people outside the glass wall. Vina and others also raised their glasses in response.

“Let us toast to this moment! The laughter, tears and happiness of this moment will be shared by each of us!”

The Kalan Trade Headquarters, the residential area and hotel, the Tukarim Embassy District, the Manzhu Courtyard, Enshiodis and his three companions, Hedley and the other Sarkaz, Daphne and other envoys, as well as Enya and Yaer also raised their glasses and clinked them with each other.

"Let's toast to tomorrow! We will overcome tomorrow's challenges, obstacles and hardships! Then, we will gather together again and drink this cup to the full!"

"And to everyone who lives bravely, ourselves!"

Ernst tilted his head back and drank the glass of wine.

At this moment, Kjerag kept him company.

Chapter 499: Lieutenant of the Tomb Raiders, Kristen, Kicks the Widow's Door

[Archival Record: Year, unknown.]

[Please forgive me for not being able to leave a specific time record for this file. After several restarts, I cannot be sure whether my judgment of the external time is still accurate.]

【Four million seven hundred sixty-four thousand six hundred and seventy-three days, this number, in theory, should be accurate. Our creations are indestructible, and from the moment they were built, they have been fully prepared to survive for a long time. But now, if the theory is credible, then these dormant devices will not have any unknown accidents. 】

[So, in order to avoid misleading the newcomers, I decided not to leave specific time information for this record. I will only record its content.]

Tremont, 100 km northwest, 3000 meters underground.

In the cold and silent cemetery, the preserver, the gravekeeper, the machine called "the last fool in the universe" by the prophet, silently watches over his compatriots who have entered eternal peace.

His intelligence and emotions have been put to great test over tens of thousands of years. The repeated restarts have not only destroyed the Preserver's sanity, but also everything he cherished in this group of sarcophagi.

After repeated restarts, perhaps he has not forgotten his mission, but his compatriots have forgotten how to wake up.

"Forgiveness" is a luxurious word. When the [Preserver] left the words of apology in his database, he was already unsure whether there was any life on this planet, in this universe, that was worthy of his apology.

There are many descriptions of that catastrophe by observers, loggers, the Ultimate Dark, and civilizations, but I am afraid that until the last moment, none of them figured out what the thing that destroyed everything was in so little detail.

The [Preserver] can only record, and Trevor Friston can only watch. He recorded this file in the hope that the light of civilization that has been extinguished still retains a trace of embers and residues. They may not be able to find themselves, or they may not care about themselves, but as a failed guard, he must do his last bit of work before he completely loses control and collapses.

Especially now, even though it was slim, after ten thousand years, he did seem to have caught a glimpse of a glimmer of illusory hope.

[The signal from the sky appeared for a short time. After that, I gathered all the communication equipment that could be used in the entire Stasis Institute to try to monitor and receive signals from the universe. But until today, more than three months have passed, and my monitoring has yielded nothing.]

[But I'm used to disappointment. Trevor Friston is the most resilient person in the universe. I believe that it's not an illusion. I won't dream. Bionic robots don't dream of electric sheep.]

[No matter who activated the Heaven's Fulcrum for a moment after a thousand years, at least that person did not issue an extermination order against Terra. The weapon of survival was not aimed at the object of survival itself, and Ed's determination at the end of the world was not let down after being witnessed by others.]

Repeatedly emphasizing his identity and repeating his name is the way the [Preserver] maintains himself now, and it is his rationality. The unconventional speculations, wishful guesses, and even the "gratitude" of expressing personal emotions in the records are the human nature of Trevor Friston, who was born as a human being, and are his emotions.

What an emotional man he was. In the pre-civilization era when people were highly individualized and physical contact and verbal communication had become extremely rare, he still maintained his family relationships like a retro, and raised his daughter with his wife.