Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

When Theresa turned around to hear Kal'tsit's praise, she didn't expect the latter to still have a serious expression, as if she didn't see anything.

"Kelsey, am I doing something wrong?"

Kel'tsit, having snapped back to her senses, quickly smiled and said, "Your Highness, you've certainly done a great job. To be able to accomplish this under these circumstances, you are undoubtedly a wise ruler. I was simply distracted just now."

In fact, she was not distracted, but the capital had developed into this state... other places.

Kazdel is indeed developing very well now, but it is still very poor compared to other countries.

Let’s put it this way, after walking around most of the capital, she only saw two heavy industrial factories.

There is no doubt that one of the mountains belongs to Huangcao's fertilizer manufacturing plant, and the remaining factories are steel smelters that belong only to this brother and sister army.

Then it disappeared, and all that remained were some light industrial handicraft workshops.

This is enough to show that the situation in this country is still not optimistic.

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Chapter 142 Mr. Huang’s strange coloring game.

"Your Highness, do you think the people are living well now?"

Kal'tsit suddenly asked.

Theresa nodded without any doubt.

Judging from the surface performance, Kazdel is currently enjoying good weather and not even any major disasters.

It seems that a prosperous and beautiful future is just around the corner.

But what is the price? The price is gradually becoming an economic puppet of the enemy.

Sliding step by step towards chronic death.

Before the fertilizer plant was built, Kazdel would have been swallowed up by the yellow grass in the future, which would have been an instant death.

Kal'tsit believes that there is absolutely no possibility of this country and Huangcao getting along on an equal footing.

Because what Huang Cao wants to do is to be the supreme ruler of the entire earth and reach the pinnacle of power above all others.

This man thought that instead of everyone discriminating against each other, it would be better for him to be the boss.

I discriminate against all of you equally so that you all stop discriminating against each other.

Anyway, everyone below me is just cattle and horses.

Huang Cao: Everyone except me is equal this time! I am the boss of everyone!

Isn’t this a kind of equality?

The difference is that there were countless nobles before, but now there is only Huang Cao left.

But this boss is not oppressive in the strict sense, and is more docile than most nobles.

It's abstract, but it also fits the abstract nature of this land.

At least Kal'tsit did not agree with this approach, so she wanted to correct this man's thinking from the beginning to the end, but unfortunately it had little effect.

According to Huang Cao: Not everyone will reason with you. Only by thoroughly cleaning up the bad guys and their idiot subordinates can you truly achieve perfection!

Every time Kal'tsit would say: "What about the ordinary people who are manipulated by the conspirators? They have never had the right to choose."

Huang Cao often retorted: "This is none of my business! Every wrong has its perpetrator, so I will try to persuade them to surrender. If they are still stubborn after trying to persuade them to surrender, don't blame me for destroying them."

If ordinary people cannot be corrected, they become enemies, and being kind to enemies is being cruel to yourself.

Huang Cao came to this world to be a noble lord, not to be a psychological counselor.

I gave you a better life than before, but you still oppose me. When facing such an idiot, I can only use physics. If that doesn't work, I can only destroy him humanely. I don't lack such people anyway.

There are relatively few stubborn people in this world, and if you want to achieve your goals, you will inevitably have to sacrifice a group of people.

In this regard, Huang Cao has his own behavioral logic in his heart.

The behavioral logic of this blade of grass is as follows: Compared with the small fry on this earth, my conquest can completely change the appearance of this earth and make the world a better place, so I am just, and those who stop me are bad.

There's no need for a reason to beat up the bad guys! As for the innocent people who died, it's just the bad guys taking advantage of them, not me. It's none of my business. If persuading them still doesn't work, I can only blame the bad guys on my side for being too abominable.

Based on this theory, Huang Cao had no psychological burden at all when performing various shady operations.

Because my moral high ground is above yours!

For example, Kazdel's current situation is basically equivalent to chronic death.

It seems that life is getting better and better, but in fact all walks of life are gradually controlled by the yellow grass behind the fertilizer factories.

Because no matter what product it is, it has to be sold in the end...

When Kal'tsit was strolling with Theresa, they saw many busy Sarkaz along the way.

Some were weaving cloth, some were making animal hides and paper, but who ultimately bought these goods?

Do the impoverished Sarkaz really have so many needs?

Or is there some royal court that is acquiring it?

There are a lot of handicraft workshops in the capital of Kazdel, and most of them are very busy...

Now, the capital is the only place in the country that can barely get enough to eat...

These exquisite goods are difficult to circulate outside the capital.

After visiting Kazdel, Kal'tsit felt that the more she thought about it, the more headache she had. So she subconsciously looked at the prince in front of her, trying to get him to give her an explanation.

But Theresa felt that everything in the country was thriving, so what was wrong?

The two returned to the Demon King's Palace at night.

"Don't worry, Kal'tsit. Go take a bath and relax."

Theresa rubbed Kal'tsit's cat ears with heartache.

After returning to Kazdel from "Victoria", the woman in front of me has been frowning. Could it be that she is under too much pressure?

The evil demon stripped Kal'tsit of her clothes and gently put the big cat into the bathtub.

"Maybe I'm really overthinking it."

Kal'tsit rested her head on the pink woman's chest behind her, feeling the softness on the back of her neck and enjoying this hard-earned free time.

"Kelsey, you seem to have gained a lot of weight compared to last time."

"The food at that nobleman's house is pretty good, and he doesn't mistreat me, although I still have to give him a bath..."

"Excuse me, what is the gender of that Victorian noble?"

"A young man with two wives."

"Excuse me, Kelsey, you must have been wearing clothes when you were scrubbing me."

"I'm so sorry I couldn't keep my innocence. I have no secrets left in front of that guy, but luckily he didn't attack me."

When she said this, Kal'tsit showed a regretful expression, which made Theresa a little confused for a moment.

Isn't this good? Why do you still look so regretful?

So what exactly happened?

"My relationship with that guy is very complicated. It's better not to know about it."

His Highness must never be allowed to know what I do every day, otherwise his pure heart may become a little yellowed.

"But Kelsey... you smell really good."

Theresa couldn't help but hug the big cat in front of her in the bathtub, smelling its scent greedily.

Whether talking or on her body, she had that alluring scent of grass, which was not there when we met decades ago...

"Because the noble lord's wife likes this scent very much, she also sprayed perfume on me."

Kal'tsit did not respond directly.

In fact, because the gaming level of some two people is too low, and someone's conditions and combat ability are really strong, they often have to lie down after playing a few games at night.

As a personal maid, Lamaren also often lets this cat serve our Master Huang in order to take revenge on Kal'tsit.

In order to avoid passing the line, Kal'tsit could only use all her skills to make Mr. Huang play the game to his satisfaction.

Therefore, it is normal for the whole body to be covered with yellow grass when playing coloring games, and over time the body will be contaminated with the smell of paint.

So this is why Kal'tsit wanted to hide it from her own prince. After all, this stuff is something that cannot be heard too often.

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Chapter 143 The pink-haired girl who wants to take action to find an culprit.

After bathing and changing clothes with His Highness.

The two of them were warming their hair with their backs to the stove while discussing the developments in Kazdel during this period.

"Now every household has a stove. We no longer have to suffer from hunger and cold in the winter. I believe that before long, every household in our country will have such living conditions."

"Your Highness, under your wise guidance, I believe such a day is not far away."

Kal'tsit didn't want to undermine her prince's self-confidence, even though the gap between her and Eden was getting bigger and bigger.

However, facing Huangcao's unique plant technology, no one can catch up.

But it is still difficult to break down the two sides when compared.

The two chatted intermittently, and then Theresa took a letter from the table.

"This is some information my intelligence organization has recently gathered. Kel'tsit, your noble master recently dealt with more than a dozen Sarkaz, and their bodies were buried on the spot."

Having said this, Theresa's expression turned serious.

This was obviously challenging her bottom line, as her own people died for no apparent reason.

If the relationship between the two parties wasn't so strange now, Theresa would have wanted to lead the troops herself to shut down the fertilizer plant.

The cram school session decades ago did teach her something: one should not act on impulse.

The only premise for dialogue between countries is interests, and anything can be a weight on the lever of interests.

Even human life is a measurable object. There is no emotion worth measuring in the interests between countries.

So this is why Theresa wanted to find Kal'tsit. She originally wanted to investigate privately, but if she could clear up the misunderstanding, she still had to avoid conflict as much as possible.

"Your Highness, when were these people discovered?"

Kal'tsit asked with some confusion. When she was a maid beside Huang Cao, she had never heard of this guy doing anything like this.

"My intelligence team only managed to dig these people out half a month ago. Every one of them had their heads severed, and the wounds were hideous, as if they had been cut by sharp branches."

"The only ones who could inflict such wounds are the fertilizer plant guards, as most of the weapons they hold are curved, sharp, and irregular..."

Kelsey then asked: "What are the identities of these people..."

"They were all contracted employees at the fertilizer plant, having worked there for over ten years. Their colleagues discovered they were missing, so they asked me to help find them. That's why we sent the intelligence team to search for them."

"This is the final result..."

Theresa lowered her head and spoke in a sorrowful tone.

But this is totally against common sense.

Kal'tsit understood that Huang Cao had complete and 100% control over his subordinates.

Therefore, it was impossible for these soldiers to do something that was insincere. Either Huang Cao's plan was hindered by these people, or these people did something...

But this is hard to explain. What obstacles can these ordinary Sarkaz pose to Huangcao's plan?

These people are not even from the royal court, and their strength is not that strong.

Could it be that they did something? But these people just gave the workers some general notices, what could they do?

It makes absolutely no sense...

"Your Highness, don't be anxious or sad. There must be some hidden secret that we don't know about, but that noble master just didn't tell us."

It is not ruled out that Huang Cao was planning something and was accidentally caught by these people.

Therefore, the possibility of murder to silence the witness cannot be ruled out. After getting to know this guy over the years, Kal'tsit feels that this is not impossible.