People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

If she knew she had been resurrected, if she knew she had come to Sherag, she would never have let herself leave again.

After all, she had already let go once before, only to watch Theresa walk towards her death.

That time, the royal court had agreed not to directly participate in the civil war. But this time, the Blood Demon Lord and the King of Carrion have openly joined the Military Council. Ramalen might very well intervene.

Whether she chooses to stop her, help her, or even block her from returning, Theresa doesn't want to confront Ramalen directly.

They were incredibly close friends. She even entrusted her most cherished child to her care. What a profound trust that is for a mother!

If they were forced to fight, it would be a painful experience for both of them, regardless of who won or lost.

Therefore, it's better to keep everyone in the dark for now than to do that.

Who knows, when she comes back next time, she might hear Lamarle say, "Te...te...teho~".

“I look forward to that day, and I sincerely pray for the future of Sherag.”

Theresa said earnestly.

Ernst did not stop him and silently nodded.

It's a good thing that Theresa left.

If her trip can bring a turning point to the war, complete the separation of identities, help the Sarkaz say goodbye to the past, and "come back" as she said, then her value will be much greater than her current status as someone who remains here with an unclear and shady identity.

Given her status, abilities, and reputation in Sarkaz, Ernst would even be willing to recommend her to serve as a member of the Kazdel Affairs Committee of the World Summit, to represent the World Summit and assist Nasti, who lacks both prestige and status.

Incidentally, this committee was also part of the Sarkaz founding draft. Kazdelnia's formal establishment as a nation, recognized by other nations, and centered on floating cities—all these events were unprecedented. This committee served both as assistance and a constraint for Kazdelnia.

Ernst actually wanted Theresa to stay for two more days, after all, the second Star-Picking Project was about to begin.

As the closing event of the International Summit, the Dome Research Station's second star-picking project also attracted immense attention. Last time, Ernst barely managed to get away with it thanks to the gold coins dropped by Kal'tsit.

This time, Ernst wanted genuine, firsthand information.

What is the sky like on Terra? What are the characteristics of the isolation layer? What is the celestial structure of Terra? What is the true appearance of the mysterious twin moons? Are there other stars with life in this galaxy?

Ernst wanted to explore all sorts of questions.

Even if we can't achieve everything in one fell swoop, let's at least accomplish a small goal!

This time, let's look at the moon from beyond the sky!

The second phase of the Star-Reaching Project – Operation Moon-Catching!

Oh, right, there's one more thing!

"The Yan Kingdom will soon have its third agent for the Year Beast arrive in Shelag. Please make preparations accordingly."

The Grand Commandant recited the script verbatim, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"May I ask what the agent's name is?"

"There is a solitary beast, sleeping on the mountain. There are three of them, their bones and spines rugged and imposing. Their breath is as faint as the sun and moon, their voices as muffled as a thousand bells. Their skin is dark and deep, their scales and claws the color of black ink. The mountain loses its layered peaks, and their form is not seen. The water is teeming with leeches, and their sound is not heard. One senses their presence and foresees the future, fortune and misfortune unfolding, the turbid and the clear reversed. Encountering them, one roams ten thousand fathoms high, wars cease, and poetry and literature gradually take shape. Humans value things, beasts pity feelings. The long river flows far away, burying their remains beneath it, and I am free."

Ernst's lips twitched.

Although he can speak the Yan language and understands some classical Chinese, he doesn't know it to this extent.

What's going on? The college entrance exam is about translating archaeological poems and prose.

It's not that I can't translate it, it's just that I'd have to spend some time carefully considering each word. But that's clearly not something I should be doing, is it?

Perhaps sensing Ernst's displeasure, Ning Ciqiu, who was clearly less uninhibited than before, whispered beside the Grand Commandant:

"Yes, sir."

Shelag, an unnamed mountain, beside a stone table.

"You're living a really leisurely life. Here, 30,000."

As he spoke, he tossed out a mahjong tile made of ice crystals.

Beside her, the beast lord Gawain yawned, and with surprising agility and precision, pulled out a mahjong tile no bigger than his fingertip, slowly saying:

"You'll get used to it. Otherwise, why do you think I would choose a place like this? Away from the city, free and easy! Fifty thousand."

"Your turn, [Sammy]."

He nudged the man beside him, who was wearing a thick leather coat. The avatar of [Sami], who bore a striking resemblance to Ektilnir but possessed a more aloof and divine air, pondered for a long time before silently picking out a tile and throwing it down:

"I also have 50,000."

“Three of a kind.” [Chronology] Silent and reserved, he manipulated the hands of his clock, poked out a card, and then yawned with Gawain.

In the blink of an eye, it's the New Year again.

Nian pursed his lips, carefully considering before throwing out the mahjong tile:

"One cake. Speaking of which, I am carefree, but I feel like I've forgotten something?"

“What’s forgotten is definitely not important,” Gao Wen waved his hand.

Nian smiled and said, "That's true."

Before she could finish speaking, she heard Xi's hurried voice not far behind her:

"The year is over, it's all over!"

Nian turned around and looked at Xi, who was panting after running a short distance up the mountain road, and asked curiously:

"What's wrong, sis? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Fear was written all over Xi's face. She gestured at Nian for a while before finally organizing her thoughts and uttering three sentences:

"Your sister is coming!"

"That poem!"

"I forgot to ask!"

Visibly, Nian's expression shifted from curiosity to confusion, then from confusion to thoughtfulness, and finally from thoughtfulness to horror, completing a full set of face-changing in the Shangshu opera!

Three sentences can turn a cheerful and optimistic year into a gray one.

"It's over!"

A few seconds later, a figure leaped off the cliff using all four limbs, like a dragon bubble, and ran towards Tukarim!

P.S.: Finished the new event? It was alright, the old ancestor was actually quite cute, unlike some Sarkaz old men who've lived for thousands of years! He's practically become the biggest obstacle to Kazdel's development! We have to start a raid!

PS2: Speaking of which, is Yostar's latest story collection written for newcomers? The wording in *The Crucible Resurrection* is careless; how did they manage to ruin their own worldview? Eggs and milk are now appearing; does that mean the Sarkaz's enslavement of the Liberi and Fengti is confirmed? (Thumbs up)

Chapter 609 This land has never lacked idealists

"The Terra International Human Rights Council will work with the Terran countries to protect the vulnerable, help the poor, and address humanitarian crises in the region."

Ernst repeated Hammer's conclusion, praising him without reservation:

"The presentation was very good, Hamer. The concluding remarks were excellent. That's what you do."

"Actually, it wasn't that great. I feel like what I said was just average, and it was my first time in this kind of situation, so I was a little nervous."

Hermer smiled somewhat shyly, seemingly just being polite, but the hand gently twirling a strand of hair beside her betrayed her true feelings.

She was indeed a little shy.

But Ernst's encouragement was genuine:

"You have to say the right thing for the right occasion. At an international summit like this, giving a speech is just a formality. It's about getting in the newspapers and media, gaining trust and recognition. We can't consider entertainment value; we're not writing a comedy."

"Being able to clearly express your views, demonstrate your expectations, and make appeals to gain applause has already perfectly achieved your goal. On this basis, you have also successfully secured the opportunity to enter the Ursus Empire. If this is only considered average, then Himer is being a bit too modest."

Hammer nodded slightly, which was a tacit acceptance of Ernst's praise.

To be honest, despite both being Colombians, Hamer's personality was completely different from Kristen's. If Kristen heard such praise, she would probably ignore it completely, and might even feel dissatisfied, thinking that Ernst's praise was too subtle and could have been more intense and direct. But Hamer was different. With just a few words, Miss Liberly's ears had already turned red, and she had even looked away, not daring to meet Ernst's gaze.

Being so shy won't do. To be a public figure, especially one in an international organization that faces the entirety of Terra, requires a very strong mental fortitude. And mental fortitude isn't just about being able to withstand criticism and slander; it also includes maintaining integrity in the face of praise and flattery.

Otherwise, you never know when you might be overwhelmed by sweet talk and lose your bearings.

Of course, Ernst wasn't particularly worried that Himer would act that way. Everyone has their own moral compass, and Himer's moral compass was clearly far higher than that of ordinary Terrans, and even higher than Ernst's, a transmigrator, on some levels. If she were so easily corrupted, she wouldn't have refused the temptation of becoming a department head offered by Palvis to stop the intern researcher of the Balrog Project back in Rhine Life.

"Mr. Ernst, I'm actually a little confused as to why Ursus was the first to grant our request?"

Hemer asked curiously,

"In my memory, the Ursus Empire..."

"Very conservative, full of totalitarianism, violence, aristocratic politics, secret police, discrimination and persecution, right?"

Ernst rattled off several terms in a row, which surprised Himer.

She instinctively wanted to shake her head in denial, because each of these words was like a hat; once placed on someone's head, it would always give them a very bad impression, or even a feeling of being inferior.

But when she met Ernst's ambiguous smile, she pursed her lips and, instead of answering immediately, said indirectly:

"These are indeed stereotypes about Ursus. After all, whether it's Columbia, Casimir, or even Letania, which has the least direct conflict with Ursus, their propaganda about Ursus is the same."

"You know, that's propaganda."

Ernst shrugged.

"You've already stood on the podium at the World Summit, how could you not understand the huge difference between the propaganda and the reality?"

Ernst gave a random example:

"The Victorian Empire appears to be the strongest nation on Earth. Why? Because in their propaganda, the dukes are portrayed as closely united, with an unbreakable alliance. But what do we actually see? The Victorian Empire is more cunning and manipulative than a honeycomb when it comes to guarding against the other dukes."

Hammer nodded. Ernst then said:

"But it's undeniable that the Ursus Empire does contain the elements you mentioned. Stereotypes are often not entirely accurate, but they're not entirely without merit either. So, Himer, you'd better recruit enough people for this trip."

"Manpower? A rescue team?" Hamer asked.

Ernst waved his hand and corrected, "The guard."

"Without some military force, it won't be so easy for you to move freely in Ursus. Ursus has a good plan this time, but it doesn't have much to do with you, so at least make sure you're safe."

Ernst can't possibly be nine-year-old—》Shirt san dance swollen ZHuANQun: I don't know what Islam Witt's little scheme is. Whether it's leading Ursus to the World Summit or making the statement of "absolute support for the World Summit" when the five permanent members of the UN Security Council take their oath, it's all just paving the way for this moment.

What he needs to do is leverage the momentum. By using the World Summit and the influence of the Terran nations, he can suppress the already restless opposition within his own country.

Is the Terra International Human Rights Council important? Yes, but also no.

What's important is the reputation of the World Summit; as for human rights, that's not really that important to Ursus and Witt.

It just so happened that the Human Rights Council, led by Hamer, came into their lives, fulfilling his wishes, so he naturally accepted Hamer's application. In other words, if it had been another international organization under the World Summit that extended the invitation, instead of Hamer, he would have gladly done so as well.

What he wanted to do was always simple: In the name of the Ursus Empire, invite a delegation from the International Summit to travel to Ursus and explore its entirety.

This team will depart from Saint-Germain Castle and embark on a journey similar to a "divine inspection tour." Islam Witt will arrange for them to travel to the garrisons of various warlords within the country, and may also include a few "official guides" with special missions. Ostensibly, this is humanitarian aid and relief work during the war, but in reality, it is the Ursus Empire trying to intimidate and intimidate the various warlords.

These local warlords either watched helplessly as these "emperor's envoys" swaggered across their territories, allowing the weakened Ursus emperor to project his influence back beyond St. Glory Castle, and swallowed their anger, or they simply took action.

But if we actually take action, we'll fall into Witte's trap.

What consequences would it have if a delegation from an international summit were brutally murdered by a local warlord in Ursus?

Now is the perfect time for the World Summit to establish authority. Do you think the Ursus Emperor doesn't have a suitable reason to summon aid so he can easily raise his sword, or do you think you, as a local military leader, have the ability to defeat the newly appointed UN Security Council members who haven't even had a chance to make their mark yet?

If you really have that ability, then you might as well take the position of one of the Five Constants. ≈4…谵“

Therefore, this is a calculated move.

Ernst believed that unless the warlords were foolish, no one would dare to take action. Therefore, to some extent, the Human Rights Council team should be safe, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

But then again, the threshold for warlords is the army, not intelligence. Who knows if there are any dimwits among the local warlords?

Therefore, Ernst advised Himer to bring as many guards as possible. If that felt too many were inappropriate, he could also consider recruiting some strong individuals.

On the land of Terra, there are many who can take on a hundred men single-handedly.

As for whether this counts as sending the Human Rights Council team to their deaths, Ernst can only say that there's no way around it; everything has its risks.

Nothing can be accomplished simply by talking. Especially something as almost idealistic as humanitarianism. Even in Ernst's previous life, a considerable number of humanitarian organization members died every year in war-torn regions. Didn't they know that those places were chaotic, extremely dangerous, and fraught with danger?

But they went anyway.

No one can be perfect. Ernst could only do his best to provide them with protection, such as communicating with Ursus to request more guards to ensure their safety.

But to be honest, Sherag is just a small country. Although he can do more in this position than the secretary-general in his previous life who could only make appeals, it is still very limited.

"Before they go to Ursus, explain all the risks to them. If they have concerns or are unwilling, they should leave the team. Those with children or elderly family members should also voluntarily withdraw."

Ernst relayed the risks he could deduce to Himer verbatim, and offered her advice.

A look of worry clearly appeared on Hamer's face, but soon, as if she had understood something, she nodded solemnly to Ernst: