Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

"By the way, sister, could you please tell me what you gained from this trip abroad?"

Shu naturally revealed the entire educational situation in Mr. Huang's territory.

"Mr. Huang has talked to me a lot over the past three days. He said that knowledge is like food. We need to ensure that everyone in the world can afford delicious food and enjoy the convenience brought by civilization and wisdom."

"Mr. Huang said: 'Noble sons can come from humble families,' but there are so few humble families in the world. 'Humble families' don't refer to ordinary common people, but rather to fallen aristocrats."

"No matter how miserable they are, they always have their own piece of land, so they won't end up living on the streets. They also have money left over to support their children and grandchildren in education. If they pass the imperial examination, they can completely change the family's current situation."

Jie lowered his head: "How could I not understand this principle?"

"Sister, is the Mr. Huang you mentioned a noble?"

"Yes, he never denied his noble status, but I think he is a good man, so good that he doesn't even realize that he is a good man."

"This is the first time I've heard you speak of someone like this. It seems like Mr. Huang really has a good impression in your mind."

Jie continued to listen to his sister talk about Mr. Huang's territory, and felt more and more that she seemed to have common topics with him.

Shu nodded in agreement. "I wish I had thousands of mansions to shelter the poor and bring joy to the world. Mr. Huang said this is a system called compulsory education, giving his people the right to experience the world. This is what a lord should do."

Jie had already made up his mind and was ready to write a letter to the newly appointed True Dragon.

Let's see if we can spare some money after the famine ends to pilot this education system.

This will undoubtedly affect the cake of those aristocratic families, and it depends on the ability of the real dragon.

Apart from anything else, at least the True Dragon is currently truly devoted to the people, and such a national policy will surely make the country prosperous.

Jie was only responsible for making suggestions and had no power to promote the implementation of policies.

She is just a teacher and doesn't have as much power as others.

"By the way, Mr. Huang hopes you can give him some calligraphy, which he plans to use to decorate his storefront."

"I don't have any calligraphy on my hands. It's just some words I wrote in my spare time. But it's a gift for someone after all, so I might as well write it carefully."

Three days later, the scroll portal opened again.

But the location was not in Shu's home. The scroll was hung high above the granary.

"It's still a bit strenuous...my head is a little groggy."

Although there was no suppression from the golden tree, it was still a bit difficult for Xi to control the teleportation over such a long distance.

Fortunately, she was not fighting alone, her three sisters were always supporting her from behind.

In this way, a huge amount of grain filled up a warehouse in just one hour.

As for helping Yan State peel the shells, Mr. Huang said that he was not so idle. Who would store grain and peel all the shells?

The food delivery work continued until the next morning. After working all day, Xi's face was extremely pale, without a trace of blood.

My hands couldn't stop shaking.

When the scroll closed, Xi couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and then fell heavily into Jie's arms.

"Don't want to sleep...nightmare."

Xi couldn't hold on any longer and fainted before she could finish her words.

Shu quickly sent his youngest sister into the room and put the pillow given by Mr. Huang under her head.

I hope this pillow is really useful...

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Chapter 180 Kal'tsit: Why not just call it Holy Terra!

Mr. Huang’s territory a few days later.

It was another morning, and Mr. Huang was awakened by a familiar good morning kiss.

Although this kiss was a little bit... Huang Cao lifted his quilt and found Kal'tsit who had finished breakfast.

"This morning's medical examination is complete, and your sleep quality last night was almost perfect."

After wiping her mouth, Kal'tsit stood up and said seriously.

"I'm curious when my medical exams have ever gone bad."

Huang Cao said curiously, while enjoying Kal'tsit's dressing service and changing into a new pair of pants.

"Indeed not. Every inspection was perfect and all the data were qualified."

Kelsey answered truthfully.

"So it's just one of your little quirks, huh?"

After Kal'tsit finished her breakfast, it was up to the cat to prepare the real breakfast for Mr. Huang himself.

Then Huang Cao discovered that there were suddenly many breakfasts with Yan Country characteristics on the table this morning.

It seems that this cat has indeed learned a lot of skills recently.

Although the dumplings are still a mess, at least they won’t fall off when put into water.

Thinking of the meatball noodle soup that the cat cooked for him yesterday, Huang Cao felt a pang of ecstasy.

What follows is another simple and unpretentious aristocratic life.

Since there were only servants and Kal'tsit inside the castle, Huangcao always felt that life lacked some fun.

Originally, he wanted to go to the front line to surprise the other two, but he thought it might cause them to be frightened, so he didn't bother to go.

After all, these two people can easily lose control when they see me, especially now that they are under pressure.

If I go there, I will be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth. I will definitely be severely "bullied" again.

So in order to allow his wife to concentrate on dealing with the front line, Mr. Huang decided not to go there and cause trouble.

It’s fun to play with cats at home.

"Kal'tsit, it's a good thing I'm not an ordinary person. If I had average physical fitness, I'd probably be buried by now if you kept examining me like this."

"So the similarities between me and the Master are quite good, so why not give it a try? Maybe it will feel very different from the other two ladies?"

"Forget it then."

The two of them were chatting casually, and suddenly Huang Cao remembered something.

"Well, I always feel that the way I will raise my children in the future seems a little strange."

"Master, you can definitely leave the child to me. Don't worry, I haven't learned anything else in the past tens of thousands of years, but I am an expert in raising children."

"Did not see it."

"For example, my suggestion is to train a successor specifically for external affairs, give him a title like War Marshal, and send him out to fight external battles when the territory is at its peak..."

"Are you kidding me right now? I'm afraid if I really hand it over to you, when I sit on the throne, my descendants will suddenly stand up and stab me."

The buffs were maxed out, and it was on a planet called Terra, so this was entirely possible.

Although it is not the same world, it can become the same Terra.

The emperor is the emperor, but his surname is not Huang.

Similarly, Mr. Huang does not want to be forced to sit on the golden toilet. He does not want the situation of a loving father and a filial son to happen, so he will just have a few children in the future, not so many.

There are as many people as there are land. If nothing goes wrong, have two children. If something unexpected happens, just ignore it.

After all, before accepting Ramalen, Huang Cao had already planned to raise a single child, and now it has become two.

"So I can hold a little lord in my arms in a few years."

Kal'tsit asked with some anticipation.

"Impossible! I haven't finished enjoying myself yet, and I'm also thinking about whether I should replace my throne with a golden throne."

"Excuse me, does this have any special meaning?"

"No, it's just that everyone calls this world Terra. I was thinking if I ever unify the world, should I change the name Terra?"

Kel'tsit suddenly thought of four words, "Master Huang, I have a suggestion. Why not call it Holy Terra?"

"It's a good name, but it sounds a bit lacking in virtue. It sounds like a place that people don't live in. It's neither sacred nor Terra."

At the end of the conversation, Kal'tsit still failed to open the door to this guy's heart.

Since I can't pry open the door of his heart, I can knock on another door during the medical examination at night.

So let’s focus on Kazdel today.

After a long confrontation, Theresa finally compromised and began to restrict the supply of materials in the country three days ago.

The schools that had been built remained abandoned, and the students inside once again entered factories and farmland to produce everything that could be consumed by the war.

But it is better than having nothing to eat when fighting in the past. The current Kazdel only has limited supplies, while the previous Kazdel had none at all.

At least there was no famine in the rear. Huang Cao knew that this pink-haired creature probably wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer, and neither would Letania.

After all, the patience of the Koletanians is much weaker than that of the Sarkaz. Although they have not yet fallen to the point of rationing supplies, the key point is that the Witch King seems to be a little abnormal, and he has been carrying out large-scale construction projects again and again.

At present, the Elector of Lethania is still on the side of the Witch King, and the creation of twin queens in the future is also a matter for the future.

Faced with the oppression of the Witch King and the consumption of foreign wars, the people of Leithania are not much better off than the people of Kazdel.

Therefore, a ceasefire should be called after the conflict is eased, but it is not clear when the ceasefire will be called.

"I'll have to do it after all. Well, I've achieved my goal. Theresa has grown. If I stay at home any longer, Lamaren will probably be sad."

"I don't know how long Leitania can hold out, but I know this pink-haired girl can't hold out any longer. In half a year at most, this country probably won't even be able to guarantee the most basic supplies, and will once again return to the economic situation of the Six Heroes."

Huang Cao thought for a while and decided to open the warehouse to release grain, using Victoria's identity as Speaker of Parliament.

Of course, we can't expect Mr. Huang to be completely kind-hearted.

On the one hand, it was to prevent these wives from being sad after the war, and on the other hand, it was also to gradually spread his reputation in Kazdel, which was not free.

Before the civil war broke out between the brother and sister, Huangcao would not interfere too much with Theresa's administrative policies for the sake of observation, nor would he allow the outside world to influence Kazdel too much for its own reasons.

The act of opening the warehouse and releasing grain was undoubtedly an injection from the outside world, so Theresa had to pay something for the benefits she received from herself.

This time, the price paid is the people's hearts.

"Payment and goods, Theresa..."

Huang Cao called Kal'tsit who was still cleaning, gave the cat a seven-day holiday, and asked her to go and notify them.

Kal'tsit was not surprised by Mr. Huang's decision. After all, when she ran the fertilizer factory, she already knew that the man in front of her would never do anything unnecessary.

Through the operation of the fertilizer plant, Theresa lost some control over the domestic economy.

Naturally, the aid this time could not be free. On the surface, it was humanitarian, but in reality, it was all business. However, Theresa could not refuse it at all.

"Remember, if you don't want me to go to war with this Theresa, you must do it in the capacity of Speaker Victoria."

What is Your Highness going to lose this time?

My Lord, when can you start fighting back?

Without further ado, that night Kal'tsit changed into a Victorian-style maid outfit and drove a simple Originium car to the front line.

Theresa, who was on the front line chopping down a group of warlocks, suddenly sneezed.

However, she did not care too much about it. She wiped the blood off her sword and continued to fight.

As the strongest of the Sarkaz, Theresa fought from morning to night, and finally repelled this wave of attacks near dusk.

After leading the army back to the garrison, it was far from time for the young king to rest.

"If the war is not ended, the food reserves in the country may not last much longer."

In the dim candlelight, Theresa muttered to herself, without wiping off the blood stains on her body.

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Chapter 181 Theresa: Mr. Speaker…is still not clear!

In order to avoid Mr. Huang becoming the image spokesperson of At TV in the future, Kal'tsit, who did not have a driver's license, drove a simply made jeep with the Blessing of Plenty at high speed.

It took only two days to reach the front line.

And with Theresa's exclusive token, he successfully bypassed layers of obstacles and came before His Highness.