Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

First of all, he has no channels, and now it is just speculation.

Besides, he had already heard most of the conversations in this tavern tonight elsewhere.

This meant that someone in Kazdel's upper echelons was definitely allowing this kind of news to spread.

Chapter 266 Terra Ode to Joy.

"This is not something I can change the course of history. I'd better just live my life honestly."

Hedley's greatest wish is to be a teacher and to pursue what he likes in his spare time.

This is also the thinking of the vast majority of smart people, because these people are between mediocrity and intelligence. They are a little smart but cannot step onto the real historical stage.

Kazdel today is not without an environment.

Perhaps because he felt that the makeshift team was not very reliable, Hedley never had a chance and spent all the money he earned.

Even if I discovered something, could I really change the current situation on my own?

As a former top black market businessman, Scareye is much more sensitive to information than ordinary people.

Now that the tide of change had turned in Kazdel's favor, he realized that someone was definitely behind the scenes.

"There is nothing new under the sun, and the Demon King is not irreplaceable."

The Cyclops thought so, and then let his companion be led by the nose.

"My dear dignitaries...what on earth are you thinking about?"

Scareye feels very insecure now. The Cyclops's predictions are theoretically accurate, but there are always unexpected events, such as now they are suddenly useless.

He couldn't even predict his own death accurately.

……

"A catchy song will become a belief that gathers people's strength, so I'm going to start practicing. The resistance army song is activated!"

"Acao, let me take care of the music arrangement."

Lamaren looked at the songs written by her man and suddenly realized that musical talent was something that not everyone seemed to have.

Especially the music is so terrible that it can no longer be considered a beginner.

The ears feel like falling down, and the cochlea feels like running away.

“I think it sounds nice…”

Someone at this point has no self-awareness and continues to add to the music in his hands.

In the end, it was Lamaren, a music master, who took action. She would never allow such a chaotic thing to be born at the hands of her own man.

First she gave him a kiss, then she took the man's pen.

"Acao, be good, leave the arrangement to me, and you can be in charge of writing the lyrics."

Huang Cao wanted to snatch the pen back, but when he saw the other party's almost threatening look, our great Lord Utopia backed down.

Are the songs I wrote really that bad?

But after a while, someone gave in.

This fully illustrates the fact that knowing the melody does not necessarily mean you can arrange the music, and not every song can be copied clearly.

Here’s a joke: copying other people’s reading comprehension and composition in the Chinese language subject during the exam.

Mr. Huang, who has no artistic talent, can only look at the notebook in his hand and marvel at it.

But as he was thinking, he suddenly thought of a familiar song.

It is a song that is called joy, and it is also a song that can eliminate racial discrimination.

Ode to Joy, and it is also the most well-known chorus part.

Although Lamaren grabbed the pen, it didn't mean she could write a hit song quickly.

Writing this requires inspiration. Without inspiration, you won’t be able to write it even if you hold it in for decades.

Especially when creating a song that can make people feel the power the first time they hear it, the technical requirements for the arranger are extremely high.

Even Lamaren, who was known as the most musically gifted banshee in Kazdel and even the strongest of the entire tribe, had to think carefully at this moment.

"Lamaren, I have a song here. Can you come up with some good lyrics?"

Seeing his wife so distressed, Huang Cao didn't intend to keep her in suspense and directly hummed the chorus version of Ode to Joy.

After hearing the melody, Lamaren's expression instantly brightened, and she immediately judged that this song had extremely high artistic value.

It is also catchy and can bring a sense of joy and happiness to any language, and even the melody of the music is neither simple nor difficult.

Everyone can fully enjoy the power that music gives them.

"Acao, did you come up with this song?"

Ramalen asked happily.

"Do you think I'm at this level?"

Huang Cao could indeed sign his own name in his novel, after all, every word was written by him personally, but this song is a treasure for all mankind.

Adaptation is adaptation, originality is originality, and the two must be clearly distinguished.

If you wrote it yourself, then it’s yours. If you didn’t write it yourself, there’s no need to flatter yourself.

"The author of this song is no longer in this world, and this song praises the beautiful spirit of eliminating discrimination and encouraging people to help each other."

It is very consistent with the current national conditions of Kazdel, eliminating hatred and jointly welcoming a better future, while also expressing some good ideas of utopia.

Now all that’s missing is the lyrics.

"Actually, this melody is just a part of a song, and it's also the most famous part, at least to me. The lyrics are also very suitable for Kazdel's current situation. But to avoid any confusion, let's change it up."

Finally, with the joint efforts of the two, an Ode to Joy that is more suitable for the physique of baby Kazdel was born.

And utopia is used as a representative of the spirit of mutual help.

"Now that the work is done, give this manuscript to the shapeshifter and let her learn to sing it."

"The name of the song is called Terra's Ode to Joy. It's simple and easy to understand."

……

"Why do you want me to learn songs again?"

The shapeshifter cluster poked its head out from a pile of scripts, holding the lyrics that Mr. Huang had just given him.

"I suddenly realized that no matter whether Theresa or Mr. Huang was my boss, I was always the one who felt the most tired."

In the past, Theresa used herself as an Originium engine and a beast of burden, and every time the country's infrastructure was built, her own people were responsible.

As a result, now, after joining Mr. Huang, he needs the help of the shapeshifters in almost all the work.

There is no change at all.

Just as the shapeshifter was thinking this, her hand suddenly slipped, and there was another layer behind the paper with the lyrics printed on it, and on it was a bank check.

"At least Mr. Huang doesn't just make empty promises. He actually gives money when he has it."

So let's continue with the operation to overthrow Xiaote and see if there are any of my compatriots who can sing...

It wasn't long before, with the push of the shapeshifter.

Terra's Ode to Joy began to spread widely among the people of Kazdel, deeply imprinting the word "utopia" in the hearts of the lower classes.

At the same time, because Xiao Te has done a great job in cultural construction over the years, the literacy rate of ordinary people in Kazdel has soared, which means that most people can understand the general meaning of the lyrics while enjoying the melody.

So in just less than two months, the entire Kazdel region was completely conquered.

Terra's Ode to Joy was sung everywhere, even the ancestors who were being roasted in the furnace of dead souls were affected.

The speed is jaw-dropping.

This trend naturally reached the ears of Ducare, who was responsible for managing the supply of materials in the rear area, but he did not make any attempt to stop it.

Because he knew that this must be the work of Mr. Huang.

But soon, Theresa, who was at the front line, received news that there was a problem in the rear.

The reason was that a strike occurred at a domestic steel mill, which directly led to a shortage of resources for the subsequent equipment repairs for front-line engineers.

“Why are they on strike?”

Theresa was puzzled. Although the workers' wages in the country had decreased a lot due to the war, it was still much better than when they were poor before.

You have survived such a difficult environment in the past, why are you going on strike now because of a small reduction? And it’s not like we won’t make up for it after the war.

"My dear prince, don't you see the current situation? Your Lordship, the Speaker, is struggling alone. One-third of our domestic factories have closed down."

Theresa, who sensed something was wrong, met secretly with Ducare, who directly took out a string of data.

Now she really had nothing to say.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frug

At the same time, they have completely lost the ability to control domestic public opinion, and are still completely unaware of it until now.

Chapter 267 Theresa: There is a traitor among us!

"Your Highness, I'm afraid someone from Utopia is behind this."

Nieczrei listed all the reasons he had already prepared and successfully directed the conflict to Utopia.

Because only in this way can Theresa focus her energy on the confrontation with Mr. Huang.

The Transformer Cluster can take this opportunity to continue to guide domestic public opinion and finally detonate it completely.

"Is there only one factory on strike? How many people are on strike? Are there any casualties?"

Theresa asked with concern.

Until now she still believes that it was her fault and that she had failed to fulfill her responsibilities as a monarch.

Nieczrei lowered his head slightly, his tone remaining calm. "The scale of this strike isn't large, but we can't rule out Utopia's intervention. My suggestion is to arrest the culprit."

"Maybe we can ask to lower the tax a little bit..."

"The fighting situation on the front lines is intense. We must be prepared for a protracted war. Once the front lines collapse, our country will suffer another fate of slaughter. Your Highness, this is a necessary sacrifice. We cannot hesitate any longer."

"People don't need to understand you now. Everything will be resolved after the war."

Niecile: "Now our soldiers need a stable rear base, providing them with a stable channel for physical supplies and correspondence. Only in this way can they be invincible. Your Highness, you must be a little ruthless."

Theresa looked at her teacher and finally agreed to the suggestion of arresting the person.

"Okay, pass on my orders. Anyone who sabotages war efforts will be charged with the crime of interfering with war, including strikes and disrupting normal national production and operations.

Arrest the strike leaders and lock them up, but remember not to kill them, and don't beat or scold them at will. They must be treated kindly."

"Your Highness...you are still as wise as ever."

Niezlei's body merged into the darkness, as if he was going to carry out His Highness's orders.

Now only Theresa was left guarding the lonely candlestick.

Due to the repeated supply cuts, the power supply to the Kazdel front line cannot be guaranteed until now, and can only be barely supplied to the headquarters.

Although the war with Utopia has been going on for quite some time, there have been no casualties so far.

Unlike the situation where there were no casualties, the economic losses on the border were extremely large.

The same is true in China. Due to the concealment of the Transformer Cluster and Dukare, there are actually more places on strike in China than just the one reported by Niezre.

The reason why the front line can still be maintained is entirely due to the concealment of the secret factory set up by Huangcao in Kazdel.

In other words, the metals and heavy industrial products that Xiao Te is using now are all produced in Mr. Huang’s factory.

It may even have originated in Utopia and then been secretly sent to the capital of Kazdel, and then sent by Dukare to the military camps of Da Te and Xiao Te.

In fact, the outcome of this war depends entirely on Mr. Huang's decision.

Just as Xiao Te was thinking about how to break the deadlock, the sound of the Utopia high-speed battleship firing was heard again under the silent night sky.

At the same time, there were screams when the factory was blown up.

Theresa felt her heart bleed.