People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

The current project leader of this "Star-Picking Project," Christensen, is the most irreplaceable "person like him" on this land of Terra.

But Ernst was the same. He was well aware of his responsibilities; he could be an observer or a supporter of the Star Project, but he could never be a practitioner.

Among those who pluck stars, there is "no one like him".

Christensen was unusually silent, her expression seemingly somewhat sorrowful.

This was the first time she had ever been "rejected" like this. Even her usual methods of using her extraordinary personal charm and outstanding eloquence, and even promising a "future," failed to win over Ernst.

Or rather, she managed to win them over, but it didn't meet her initial expectations or her somewhat selfish desires.

A road trip for two in the boundless universe, a journey that lasts until the end of life.

She thought Ernst would understand her thoughts, and perhaps Ernst did understand, but he didn't accept her wish as she had hoped.

"If you'd like, save me a spot, so I can feel a sense of participation."

Ernst couldn't help but say something with a hint of greed.

Exploring the stars was indeed one of his dreams, but for people, the most important and the least important things are dreams.

But Christensen shook her head resolutely.

"That won't work."

"If you don't come, I will go alone."

Chapter 592 Kal'tsit: The First Year of the Terra Boomerang (Formatting error corrected)

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Near Shelag.

It has been more than a week, almost two weeks, since I left Shelag.

As the saying goes, a day apart feels like three autumns. Coupled with the battles in Londinium these past few days, the conversation with the King of Carrion, and the bittersweet feeling of being tricked by Amiya for the first time, Kal'tsit felt as if she had been in another world.

Wow, so much time has passed.

I wonder how things are going with Ernst?

Being in the wilderness, information is indeed not readily available. Although judging from the current situation, it seems that nothing unexpected has happened at the World Summit, Kal'tsit dares not relax at all.

Given Ernst's talent for creating drama, the biggest surprise would probably be if nothing unexpected happened!

Kelsey didn't expect the World Summit to reach the level Ernst had envisioned when he described the blueprint to her. In today's Terra, forming an institution that unites the various nations and arbitrates all matters of the land is simply too difficult; the possibility is practically zero!

What, you're asking how she came to this conclusion?

Of course, she put it into practice herself! It wasn't that she hadn't tried to mend the rifts between the nations of Terra, earning the title of "Sage," and experiencing a time when she was respected by all. But the ultimate outcome of her efforts back then is now clear.

Right? It's like nothing happened.

That's right, it achieved the effect of "having no effect at all".

The conflicts of interest among the nations of Terra are almost irreconcilable. After all, the scope of "the land" is too narrow, and resources, manpower, and opportunities for development are extremely limited. In any case, conflict is inevitable in the end.

Therefore, given this situation, Kal'tsit was very satisfied that the World Summit could play the role of "adhesive".

As for the "Sarkaz State-Building Draft," Kal'tsit was not particularly optimistic about it either.

Although many Sarkaz operators on Rhodes Island are hopeful about the proposal, Kal'tsit reminds them not to have too high expectations.

The bill isn't impossible to pass, but it will come at a price. At least, in Kal'tsit's view, Ernst simply persuading the Duke of Caesar, or rather, merely appeasing the Terran kingdoms, is certainly not enough. Reconciliation is never one-sided; the efforts the Sarkaz will make are also crucial.

But before Kal'tsit led Rhodes Island away from Kerrigan, she had not seen any movement from the Sarkaz.

Whether it was the Lamaren or the Cyclopes, their arrival was indeed far beyond Kal'tsit's expectations (gritting her teeth). But these two races, not to be disparaging, simply had nothing to offer that would satisfy the nations of Terra or prove their sincerity.

They can't even represent the vast majority of Sarkaz.

The Banshees went into seclusion after the great war 200 years ago, and the Cyclopes began to leave a thousand years ago, eventually fading completely from the sight of ordinary Sarkaz. What do they represent?

According to Kal'tsit, if the Sarkaz are willing to reconcile, they have three options for the high-profile guest to appear.

First, Theresis. One of the six heroes of Sarkaz, the current legitimate government of Sarkaz (which will soon be illegitimate) – the commander of the Kazdel Military Council, the regent renowned throughout Sarkaz, and one of the most deserving representatives of Sarkaz today.

Second, Theresa. Also one of the six heroes, the previous Demon King of the Sarkaz. Although the crown of the Demon King now belongs to Amiya, it is still unknown whether most Sarkaz will acknowledge a "king of another race". At least in the hearts of most Sarkaz, Theresa still enjoys considerable popularity and is one of the people who best represents the Sarkaz.

The third one is Fremont.

Some might question this choice, as Fremont's name isn't particularly well-known, certainly not as famous as the twins Theresis and Theresia. However, his advantage lies in his position as the current scribe of the Lich King's court and one of the nominal administrators of Kazdel. He enjoys considerable influence in both Sarkaz and the Terran nation of Letania. The liches possess a wealth of secrets, including the Temple of Knowledge—a treasure trove storing the knowledge, technology, secrets, sorcery, and Originium Arts accumulated by the liches over millennia. This gives him significant negotiating value. Furthermore, besides Theresis and Theresia, he is arguably the most representative person of contemporary Sarkaz.

"However, if you look closely at these three options, you'll find that the first one, while seemingly feasible, is not an option. The second is simply impossible. And the third..."

Kal'tsit paused, then gave Ascalon a wry smile.

"The lich's interest in Sherag might give Fremont a slight chance of appearing, but expecting the lich to open the Temple of Knowledge is too far-fetched."

Ascalon attempted to refute, but after a moment's hesitation, he had no choice but to nod in agreement:

"Indeed, it's better to hope that Princess Theresa can come back to life than to expect the lich to open up and share the Hall of Knowledge."

Kal'tsit's expression froze, and she involuntarily looked away from Ascalon's face.

You really shouldn't say this!

Kal'tsit doesn't believe in the possibility of the dead coming back to life. Theresa isn't a behemoth wielding power like Sui; even if she dies, she's not truly dead, but merely in a temporary slumber. Once she gathers all twelve Sui fragments with different abilities, she can awaken and reign supreme.

But the past is the past, and the present is the present. With a shining example like the four Balrogs Safar, Kal'tsit can't make any definitive statements.

What if Theresa also becomes a psionic can?

Especially after that last letter, Kal'tsit had some ulterior motives. One of the reasons she came to Lontinim was to take the opportunity to find out if there was any news about "Theresia".

If Theresis really helps Theresa win the revival match, he will definitely do his best to use Theresa as a card to recruit more Sarkaz.

The titles of Demon King and Regent, Speaker and General, siblings of the Six Heroes—the appeal of these titles is simply too strong. Sarkaz have very long lifespans; many of Theresa and Theresis's old followers have survived, including himself. Besides these veterans, many contemporary Sarkaz grew up listening to the stories of Theresis and Theresa. If he really manipulated Theresa and, under the banner of the "Twin Kings," gathered demons in Londinium, it's hard to say how many would choose to fight alongside him.

At that time, Ernst's plans may encounter a major setback.

Fortunately, Kal'tsit's journey to Lontinim was fraught with danger but ultimately successful, and the intelligence she gathered was a mix of joy and worry.

The good news is that there is no news yet about Theresa's resurrection.

The worrying thing is that there's still no news of Theresa's resurrection.

There was no need for the Military Commission to block information, so I guess she was overthinking it at the time.

That might really just be a letter written to her by "someone who looks a lot like Theresa".

Kal'tsit chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"Maybe I'm just seeing too much of her in Ernst, and that's why I'm hallucinating?"

Of course, this is just a joke.

A little "ho" is fine, but too much "ho" is harmful to the body. If she really has hallucinations, then she might really have to go back to the factory for repairs.

In this world today, no one has the technology to help her with maintenance and cleaning.

"Dr. Kal'tsit, Dr. Kal'tsit!"

Amiya's voice came from outside the door. Kal'tsit and Ascalon exchanged a glance, and Ascalon discreetly concealed himself.

It wasn't that she didn't want to meet Amiya, but as an assassin lurking in the shadows, she would subconsciously avoid meeting too many people. She was actually still here; she hadn't left.

Kal'tsit walked to the door, opened the door to the medical department office, and looked at Amiya, who was holding a list in her hand:

"Amiya, what's wrong?"

Amiya happily tiptoed and handed the list to Kal'tsit:

"Dr. Kal'tsit, we are almost at Kerrigan. This is a briefing from the office on what has happened in Kerrigan recently!"

Kal'tsit's eyes lit up. She took the list, ruffled Amiya's hair, sat down in the chair, and began to read.

[Recent Hot Topics in Kerrigan – Compiled and Edited Internally by the Rhode Island Office in Kerrigan]

[I. The establishment of the World Summit proceeded smoothly, and the five permanent members of the Security Council were reinstated: Victoria, Ursus, Yan, Colombia, and Letania. All countries recognized this outcome. Ursus announced its full support for the work of the World Summit and its unconditional acceptance of the joint decisions of the Security Council.]

Kal'tsit frowned slightly, seemingly lost in thought.

[II. Prime Minister Ernst's document S/1095/1, also known as the first formal draft resolution of the World Summit, "Solutions to the Many Historical Issues of the Sarkaz," received four votes in favor and one abstention in the Security Council vote. It has been formally approved and will officially take effect on January 1, 1096. The floating city of Kazdelnia will become the first and only sovereign Sarkaz state on Earth, recognized by the nations of Terra.]

Kal'tsit frowned, beginning to realize that something was wrong.

[Thirdly, accompanying Embast to the debate was not the expected Ms. Nathaniel or Ms. Ramalyn, but rather the key figure, Fremont. Fremont made a commitment at the meeting to open the Lich King's Temple of Knowledge for a limited time.]

Kal'tsit's lips parted slightly, and a look of realization crossed her face:

"Ho!"

Oh no, I must be hallucinating!

The UN Security Council summit is not a glue; among the five permanent members are major powers like Victoria, Ursus, and Yan, as well as emerging countries with great potential like Colombia, and Letania, which is just there to make up the numbers.

Did Ernst really succeed? Is it really possible for an institution to emerge that unites the nations of Terra and is qualified to arbitrate everything on this land?

She knew the Sarkaz nation-building draft had been passed and even sent a congratulatory letter, but this new Kazdel was being built on a floating city? Had Nasti's research really succeeded?

When she first heard the idea of ​​a floating city at a residents' committee meeting as an advisor, she didn't even consider it a possibility. For the Terrans, especially the Sarkaz, a floating city was far too far-fetched. Ernst was considering the energy source after the floating city took off, leaving the issue of how to launch to Nasti. But Kal'tsit thought that it wouldn't be easy for Nasti to overcome the problem of gravity; it would probably take at least a hundred or two hundred years.

But will anyone still support her building floating cities a hundred or two hundred years from now?

Therefore, she actually leans more towards the idea that the newly established Kazdel is also a product of compromise and settling for second best, and that Kazdel is on the ground. But the name "Floating City Kazdelnia" wouldn't appear in such a proclamation without a sufficient basis to support its possibility.

Nasti really broke through the technological barriers in such a short time!

Kal'tsit couldn't say whether she was happy or worried. Her sensitivity as a Feline reminded her of the dangers of this technology, but the perfect creation of Kazdelnia was also encouraging to her.

Even if we temporarily ignore this issue, there is another fact that will shock her even more.

Has the Lich King's Court, Fremont, really made a move?

He actually convinced those old liches who valued knowledge as much as life itself to open the Temple of Knowledge.

Although it's only for a limited time, it's still an unprecedented opportunity! No one knows better than Kal'tsit how much the contents stored in the Lich's Temple of Knowledge can help the Terrans understand their past and future!

The question is, how exactly did he do it? And how did Ernst get him to do it?

Also, on the other hand, if that's the case...

None of my predictions came true!

That boomerang came so fast?

I must have eaten too many mushrooms this morning! How could I have such a wonderful dream?

Kal'tsit closed her eyes, lay peacefully in her office chair, and drooped her ears.

She wasn't dizzy; she just wanted some peace and quiet.

Let this beautiful dream last a little longer.

P.S.: I finally beat the N12 boss fight yesterday. The EW blueprint is really useful. Next step is preparing for Patriot, the Promised King. What kind of new epic story do you guys think the fourth ending will be?

PS2: Some of my good friends are worried about a tragedy, but don't worry, it won't happen. I, the author, also hate tragedies.

Chapter 593 The Great Airship Game

Shelag, Tukarim, the venue for the World Summit.

Dario, dressed in a slightly faded judge's uniform, stood on the stage and passionately recounted the current predicament facing Iberia and its contributions to the entire Terra region.

"Dangers from the ocean are ever-approaching. The Iberians have forged an ironclad defense against the enemy with their blood and tears. Every judge, every punitive soldier, and every Iberian lives on the front line against the threat of the sea monster!"

"We can use our bodies, our will, and our determination to protect the civilization of Terra to fight against those monsters that try to destroy us. Please believe that even if Iberia is in dire straits, and even if the nations of Terra still stand idly by the sea, the Iberians will continue to stand firm!"

Dario braced himself on the table with one hand and clenched his fist with the other, his voice suddenly becoming more impassioned: Four-

"We have no weapons, our bodies are our weapons. We will use our hands, our legs, and our teeth to tear the enemy apart!"

"We have no money, but we will use every penny we can get to build bunkers, repair lighthouses, replenish supplies, and strengthen our defenses!"

"We lack manpower, advanced drones, and formidable high-speed warships, but even if Iberia fights to the last man, we will not allow the Sea Kings to break through our defenses, invade our civilization, or invade other nations on the continent of Terra!"

A series of tearful, rhetorical sentences! A heartfelt and moving statement! The image of a "warrior guarding civilization" leaps out!

A burst of enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience. Representatives from various countries, various forces, and even some companies that had nothing to do with Iberia couldn't help but stand up and applaud Dario!

Representatives from the five permanent members of the Security Council were also present, and they applauded as well.

However, for some reason, the Duke of Caesar's smile of approval, which should have been very sincere, seemed slightly stiff.

Colombian Vice President Wilson's smile was somewhat bitter, seemingly expressing sympathy for Dario and Iberia's difficult situation.

Queen Ivignad of Letania was the most sentimental. Perhaps because she was thinking about the situation in Letania and the fact that she, as queen, was not very wealthy, she felt the most empathy for Dario's situation, and tears were already welling up in her eyes.