Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

One evening, Huang Cao asked Kal'tsit and other maids to ring the bells and call everyone to her castle one by one to prepare for a meeting.

Huang Cao stood on the high city wall with a big loudspeaker in his hand.

Huafalin stood beside him like a lord's wife, without the slightest bit of restraint, and the two even held hands.

When the residents of the territory saw this scene, they all showed expressions of relief.

After ten years, the CP we were supporting finally came to fruition.

My son can use a knife to kill people, and you two just confirmed your relationship!

Kal'tsit sat nearby with a tray of tea, quietly watching someone's performance.

"My people, I'm sure many of you have seen the machinery I shipped from other countries a few days ago. These machines are of paramount importance to our future territory, so I need you to be able to operate them skillfully."

"After all these years of study, you should all be able to recognize the Sarkaz language. Just operate these machines according to the instructions. Don't do more, and don't do less."

"The food we have stored is enough for us to survive for several years, but survival is not just about having enough food and clothing. It also comes with the dangers of the outside world."

"A true territory should be powerful and prosperous. Now that we have no shortage of food, we must become even more powerful."

"Create our own weapons to defend ourselves!"

"The earth belongs to Eden!"

After a quick warm-up, Huang Cao redistributed the work responsibilities of the residents of the territory.

Due to the implementation of the basic education system in recent years, and the fact that the newest children born in the territory are now almost eight years old.

Although their knowledge reserves are generally not high, if it were a time of war, the Sarkaz of this age would already be able to carry a knife and kill people.

Huang Cao had also done some research, and since most of his people were former mercenaries, his methods of educating children were somewhat open.

He has strong self-care ability and does not need too much supervision at all.

So Huangcao plans to include all adults in his industrial plan.

The work system is eight hours a day with two days off, rest is based on plan, and a reward system of more work, more pay is implemented.

If Theresa promulgates any holidays in the future, Huangcao is also willing to give his people a holiday.

Of course, this is limited to paying wages. Currently, my territory cannot afford additional expenses such as the social security system.

The basic salary is very low, but the commission for each product is very high, which is to prevent slacking off.

No one can leave work early unless there is a special reason.

In Huang Cao's vision, overtime does not exist under normal circumstances, but the holiday time is not fixed, and they take turns to take holidays to prevent the factory from stopping production in the middle of the day.

As for the abnormal situation, it is naturally because there is going to be another war. During wartime, everything is naturally based on efficiency, and it doesn’t matter whether you work overtime or not.

Of course there are overtime allowances, but considering that the current development is not for making profits but for developing one's own armed forces, the allowances are relatively small.

Appropriate welfare is necessary to maintain good operation. If you really spend all the money, you won’t be able to spend a penny later, and you and others will suffer.

Moreover, Huangcao's current policy of managing the territory is already considered to be the best on the land of Terra.

Other feudal lords were either not human or half-human.

What kind of welfare are these lords? Why do they still want this thing? Is it because they think they haven't been whipped enough?

So when the people in the castle heard about such a good job opportunity and reward, they all shouted that the lord was wise.

Huangcao never forgot the idea behind establishing the Garden of Eden.

You want to live comfortably, but I will always be more comfortable than you. There is no need to hold on to this little benefit.

"So next I'm going to build the first high-speed warship for our territory that can travel on land. Although it's very simple at first, I believe that before long, our fleet will become even more powerful!"

What is a high-speed battleship?

Kal'tsit was also a little confused when she heard these four words.

High-speed battleships are a product of the future, weapons of war created by the locals of Terra based on their own environment.

So she had never come into contact with high-speed warships, but she could guess a general idea from the literal meaning.

Moreover, a high-speed warship is not just a specific device, but also a tactical concept.

Kal'tsit knows a lot about what happened in the past, but is not sure what will happen in the future.

Countries around the world have a tendency to develop mobile cities, but no one has yet directed this tendency towards war.

It was not until Kal'tsit got the design drawings from Huang Cao that she realized that this thing was similar to a mobile city.

Just faster and smaller.

Chapter 45: Dear Lords of the Royal Court, stop slacking off!

Huang Cao learned from the pharmacist that a rich destiny is a destiny of selfless benefit to others.

He is the epitome of kindness.

But not the Abundance Force.

Because there is nothing wrong with power itself, the one who is really wrong is the person who uses power.

The Pharmacist also told me about some of his experiences, such as that those who obtained His power would be called the People of Abundance by other intelligent life forms in the universe.

And most people would become unruly after gaining power, which made him extremely distressed.

So even though He didn't tell Huangcao directly, Huangcao still believed that the Pharmacist didn't want to use His power to do bad things.

This idea is probably Huang Cao's wishful thinking, but he is still willing to follow the definition of abundance.

Of course, this is only under normal circumstances. Ultimately, it still depends on someone's self-awareness.

It is obvious that someone is not very self-aware at this time.

After all, he has started to manufacture high-speed warships in preparation for a ruthless purge of the emperor's court in the future civil war. It is impossible to say that this man has no ambition.

Yellow Grass's ability is very suitable for guarding against large-scale legionary battles, or more accurately, for defense.

Especially when all countries in the world develop high-speed warships in the future, his abilities will be even more prominent.

As long as the high-speed warship dares to enter the area of ​​yellow grass, he can grow vines on the ground where the warship passes by, and directly overturn all these big guys in one breath.

After the high-speed battleship was overturned, the elite units on it suddenly became infantry and were used as targets.

The so-called high-speed battleships are nothing more than an alternate-world version of naval battles, the only difference being that battleships are ships that travel on the ground.

Once you are stuck and can't move, you will become a sitting duck on the ground.

The reason why Huang Cao wanted to build a high-speed warship was, of course, because he lacked the ability to take the initiative to attack, and even if he won, he might not be able to control the situation.

So while he was building warships, he was also training some high-quality workers and establishing his own defense system.

Kal'tsit doesn't know much about military affairs. Although the technological achievements Huangcao has brought out are advanced, they are not without traces.

At least today, this technology is not ahead of its time.

I guess this kid was brought from Victoria. He has quite a bit of military foresight, Kal'tsit thought.

However, as time went on, the Yellow Grass Territory was carrying out its industrial plan in full swing.

Thousands of miles away, in another place, a small accident occurred among the top leaders of the Sarkaz.

This accident happened to the brother and sister Theresa and Theresis.

In the cold and lonely Demon King's Palace, Theresa held a national development plan in her hand.

Relying on her lifelong learning, she summed up a series of policies that are beneficial to national development.

However, all these methods have a major premise: there must be a stable international environment.

Neighboring Leithania has been watching covetously, sending troops to harass the border almost every once in a while.

Thanks to this, Kazdel's military spending has remained high. Even though he had made a big comeback by selling land before, the extent of the war's cost far exceeded Theresa's imagination.

Even the King of Scavengers couldn't help but sigh:

After the fight, I found that I couldn’t eat anything.

Now is the era of artillery, and long-range strikes are no longer a new thing, but the accuracy is somewhat worrying.

If the precision is not enough, just use the range.

If I can’t increase the range, can’t I increase the power?

For artillery shells, it is much easier to increase power without considering accuracy than to increase range.

After a wave of spell bombardment, not even a corpse will be left.

And the bombed land needs to be restored, which requires more money.

As long as Leitania pulls out her troops for a walk, the entire Kazdel will be on full alert.

The resources consumed by both sides are completely disproportionate. Everyone knows the story of the boy who cried wolf, but Theresa cannot bet whether the wolf will come or not.

"What are these? Is this something a human could really write?"

Compared to this, the development proposals submitted by the masters of several major royal courts are even more shocking.

Theresa felt a pain in her chest when she saw this, and she almost lost her legs and passed out.

The development plans proposed by several lords of the royal court were extremely concise, so concise that they only contained a few words.

The following are preliminary development plans proposed by each royal court.

Blood Demon Court, Dukare: Let it roam free, don’t bother to care, life will find a way out on its own.

The Scavenger Court, Neczrei: Raised an army to seize the throne of King Aslan.

Shapeshifter Cluster, Shapeshifter: I do whatever you do, so can I have it all?

Lord of the Banshee Court, Lamaren: ...

That’s right, until now my best friend has not submitted a development plan.

Now the only savior whose signal matched hers had stopped talking, and Theresa felt a little depressed.

As for the other lords of the royal court, there is no need to mention them. They have all died out and cannot be found at all.

What's more, some lords of the royal court don't want to come back at all.

Even if Theresa sent them an invitation, these people were unwilling to return to Kazdel.

Especially the Lich, he must have received the invitation but just didn't reply.

Faced with this situation, Theresa and Theresis had no way out.

"I hope the next meeting can be held normally, at least colleagues can have a few more words with each other."

Theresa felt very tired, but she didn't know what she was busy with.

The brother and sister spent the first half of their lives at war. Even with the recognition of the Black Crown, they could not shoulder the burden of the entire country at once.

There is no internal trouble, but there are definitely external troubles.

That's why she wanted to convene a royal court council to make these old guys think hard and stop slacking off after the war.

As for why the yellow grass was brought in, it was of course to show off one's magnanimity and to make up the number.

No matter how long the royal court meeting lasts, there are only a few people present. There is nothing to talk about at all, and it is very easy for it to become a dull occasion.

But what's interesting is that in order to cover up for Huang Cao, Lamaren secretly revealed a little bit of information to Theresa.

This is not to leak information but to better hide it, otherwise the abrupt information will easily arouse suspicion.

So in theory, Theresa knew that the land she sold was currently managed by a young man.

It’s just that the daily border affairs are like a pressure cooker, leaving her no time to take care of other things.

Now it’s just because there are so many things piled up that I have to find a breakthrough to deal with them.

In fact, the problem of the development plan mentioned above.

If this pink-haired devil is willing to send a letter to Huang Cao, the latter is still willing to contribute some of his wisdom.

Although it's not much, it's at least better than the proposals of several others.

Please give me some votes to support me, thank you everyone!

Chapter 46: Greetings from Lamaren