People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Kal'tsit clearly knew a lot about Prissis; Ernst first learned about Prissis indirectly from Kal'tsit. Although the exact relationship between Prissis and Kal'tsit is unknown, there is at least some connection between them.

The neighbor told her that knowing the name Precyth would give her someone to talk to and confide in, helping to relieve some of her stress. She might even be able to hear a few more "Precyth fables" to enrich her knowledge of that pre-civilized human. Why not?

Moreover, Ernst really wanted to see Kal'tsit's expression!

Ernst's appreciation was one thing, Kelsey's unease was another.

The legendary green-haired man, whose backside was piled high with parking tickets and who was practically a legend on the Londinium to Kjerag road, swallowed hard, suppressing his panic, and turned to Ernst, asking with a hint of hope:

"Where did you learn this name from?"

Did Mark Max tell you that?

She can only hope now that the name was given to Ernst by Mark Max.

Because Mark Max doesn't know much. He's an AI Trevor Friston created at the end of his human career, and he doesn't have much information about the project leaders of the previous civilization, especially about Precys, who wasn't part of the same project as Trevor Friston. He knows even less about Precys.

While she couldn't be sure why Mark Max mentioned the name Precys to Ernst, that was all she could think for now.

Ernst didn't answer immediately, but instead glanced at Kal'tsit with some curiosity.

Why would she assume that Mark Max told her this?

"You know who the Colombian president is, don't you?"

Kal'tsit opened her mouth, then realized that she had unconsciously revealed this information.

She pursed her lips with a hint of guilt and nodded, saying:

"I know."

"But Ernst, please believe me. My decision not to let you have too much contact with things related to the previous civilization is not to deceive you, but to protect you!"

She opened her arms and said earnestly:

"The development of any civilization has its own necessary process. Technological advancement, social progress, and cultural inheritance are all interdependent and closely related. The legacy of a previous civilization will disrupt all of this. It may seem to help Terra skip some stages and allow Terra to reach a very high level in a short period of time, but it will fundamentally distort the development of Terra's civilization!"

"and"

Kal'tsit's words came to an abrupt halt, her expression twisting for a moment before settling into a bitter, helpless look.

Moreover, the experiments humanity conducted on this planet have left behind a vast legacy, and what the Terrans have unearthed so far is only a negligible small fraction. Much more has either been found and recovered by Kal'tsit or is now in the hands of certain Beastmasters. But much of it, in fact, has not contributed to the development of civilization.

Once known as Talos, now called Terra, this planet was nothing more than a tiny speck of dust in the interstellar landscape of the pre-civilization.

This planet wasn't even a colony of a previous civilization. It was only before the apocalypse, which Precys called the ultimate darkness, swept everything away that it was chosen as an experimental ground by desperate humans.

What will humanity, driven to desperation, do here? They can't just settle down, farm, wait for the end of the world, and then perish, can they?

They've gathered here to save themselves! And in times of apocalypse, self-preservation often involves extremely desperate measures!

Even considering the level of human civilization at that time, such methods seemed "a bit too extreme." How dangerous would they be for the now fragile Terran civilization?

If you give a monkey a handgun, it can accidentally fire and kill other monkeys. How much more so if you give a monkey a nuclear bomb with no safety measures?

Kal'tsit didn't want Ernst to come into contact with the previous civilization. Even if there was no other way, Ernst had unearthed some relics of the previous civilization while digging a tunnel. She wanted to at least ensure that Ernst didn't come into contact with the core part too early!

That might bring unimaginable power, but a Terran might not realize the danger behind that power.

Her obstruction might be seen as defensiveness, possessiveness, or selfishness, but she was willing to bear that misunderstanding in order to ensure that the Terran civilization remained on a safe path.

But now it seems she failed.

Ernst's contact with the Heavenly Pivot was beyond her expectations. Fortunately, the Heavenly Pivot was located underground in Laterano and had already established contact with the Sarkaz. Ernst couldn't just go there casually, which at least provided a kind of soft isolation between the two.

But now, with the names Mark Max and Precyth appearing, all her previous efforts have been in vain.

Ernst rarely saw a look of "despair" on Kelsey's face, but this time, he was sure he wasn't mistaken.

Kal'tsit was disappointed, sad, and filled with self-blame.

She felt guilty. Ernst was the only hope she had seen in thousands of years, more idealistic than Beatrice, more realistic than Beatrice, more mature than Amiya, and more powerful than the Doctor—the hope for Terra's future. He should have grown up normally and healthily as a successful Terran, leading this land towards a better and more prosperous era, a time when he could normally and maturely come into contact with those dangerous legacies.

But she failed.

Ernst still got involved in something he shouldn't have been involved in.

“It’s alright, you don’t need to worry too much. Actually, Mark Max didn’t tell me about this.”

Although he didn't know why Kal'tsit was feeling this way, they were, after all, old friends who had worked together for so long. Ernst, seeing this, felt a little guilty and sorry for her, and quickly comforted her:

"It's Trevor Friston, the Preservator. It was my fault for not being clear, I apologize."

Ernst concealed his agreement with Mark Max. Firstly, there was no need to tell Kal'tsit about it, and secondly, Kal'tsit only became sad and even dejected after hearing about his relationship with Mark Max, so she seemed unwilling to hear about it.

Perhaps it's because she had previously turned down Mark Max's invitation?

Ernst had heard Mark Max mention several times about Kelsey's refusal to become vice president.

She refused, yet he agreed. Although his father, the "Preservator," played a part in it, women are complicated by such logic. Kal'tsit was a little jealous, which Ernst could understand.

Ernst has a very high EQ; if you don't want to hear it, then I won't say anything more.

But to his surprise, as soon as he uttered his explanation, Kal'tsit's eyes widened, her previous dejected look vanished, and she reached out and grabbed Ernst's arms:

"Who? Who are you talking about?"

Ernst honestly repeated:

"[The Preservator] - Trevor Friston".

The custodian? The custodian! The custodian!!!

You might as well listen to Mark Max!

Kal'tsit's breath caught in her throat again. In that instant, countless questions flooded her mind: Where is the Preservator? How did you see him? What did he say to you? Why did he mention Prismus to you? What did you ask him?

The problems were intertwined, like a net covering her from all directions. She suddenly realized that the person who needed a professional explanation to cheer her up was not Ernst, but Kal'tsit herself.

Her mind raced, questions piled up, her heart pounded, her blood pressure soared, and suddenly, Kal'tsit felt a blur before her eyes. Countless words caught in her throat, and in an instant, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.

"Gah——!"

"Kal'tsit? Kal'tsit! Ascaren!"

Ernst called out hastily, then remembered that Ascalon probably hadn't returned from Londinium with Kal'tsit, so he quickly changed his words.

"W!"

I'm requesting leave because I'm vomiting and having diarrhea and I really can't take it anymore.

I'm sorry, guys, I just can't take it anymore.

I've vomited four or five times today, throwing up everything I ate that day. I can't sleep at all, and I feel constantly groggy. I've only managed to fall asleep four times since last night, each time lasting anywhere from a few minutes to several hours before waking up in a panic.

At this point, medication seems to be ineffective. I'm currently in the hospital receiving intravenous fluids. I'm sorry for taking a break from today's update!

Everyone, please be careful during this time and try to avoid crowded places. When school starts, please wear masks as much as possible. I caught it because I wasn't wearing a mask. Ugh, all that talk about getting better in a few days or mild symptoms is a lie. Everyone should prioritize their health!

Apologies again! I hope I feel better after the IV drip ends tonight! I'll try my best to update later!

Chapter 668 My Minister Also Ships Couples?

Wiping the water from his face, Hadley barely opened his eyes and looked at Ines, who was standing beside him with an umbrella, but still dripping wet, her face filled with terror:

"Ines, what's wrong with W?"

Ines tilted the umbrella slightly towards Hadley and rolled her eyes at him: "What a rascal!"

"In your words, she is turning over a new leaf and using the money she earned as a mercenary to boost the Sherag beverage industry."

Hedley's expression instantly became even more horrified: [The sentence is incomplete and lacks context. It appears to be a fragment from a larger text.]

"Could she really have that kind of heart?"

"Of course she didn't. I was just being sarcastic."

Ines rolled her eyes again. Recently, Hadley's speech has become more and more official. Many Sarkaz say that Hadley is just a little Ernst. The only drawback is that Hadley is different from Ernst and is not a member of the old Sarkaz True Demon King's banner.

Although Ines didn't know when Ernst had become a veteran Sarkaz.

Ines paused, then explained: Two

"W is popping champagne."

"Open some champagne?"

Hedley was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what he meant.

"Something happened to Kal'tsit?"

Ines couldn't help but glance warily at Hadley.

When W opened the champagne, Hedley's first reaction wasn't that Theresis was dead or that Theresa had been resurrected, but that something had happened to Kal'tsit. Wasn't that a bit too Ernst-esque?

After all, in the entire Sherag, the person who cared most about and "loved" that doctor the most was Ernst himself, right?

Everyone else, whether it was old acquaintances like Lamarlene and Fremont who had known Kal'tsit before, or Ernst's rivals or deputies like Ensiodis and Vina, all had a somewhat lukewarm attitude towards Kal'tsit.

I wouldn't say I hate her, but I definitely wouldn't like her either. That's just how unlikable Kal'tsit's personality and behavior are.

Not noticing Ines's suspicious expression, Hedley asked again:

"Speaking of which, what happened to Kal'tsit? How did W know?"

“How should I know? I’m not the one who’s always following Ernst around.” Ines shrugged.

Hedley blinked. "I don't know."

Ines suddenly felt a headache coming on, rubbed her head, and said, "I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about W."

Hadley opened his mouth, scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, and was about to say something when Ines interrupted him:

"I just heard that Kal'tsit fainted for some reason. Mr. Ernst sent W to take her back, and well..."

"result?"

"As a result, W got lost on the way back to Rhodes Island. Carrying Dr. Kal'tsit, she asked for directions everywhere. It took her more than three hours to find the Rhodes Island base vehicle in the central square of Tukarim before she handed Dr. Kal'tsit over to the Rhodes Island operators who were left behind."

Ines said with a smile on her face.

Upon hearing this, Hadley immediately understood what had happened.

He glanced at W, who was still frantically popping every bottle he could find like champagne, then looked at Ines beside him, thought for a moment, sighed, and shrugged:

"Sigh, there's nothing we can do. Everyone has moments when their brain temporarily short-circuits. Even on roads we walk every day, there will always be a moment when we just can't remember something and get lost, right?"

Ines smiled knowingly:

"That makes a lot of sense."

She suddenly felt that Hadley's bureaucratic tone wasn't so unpleasant after all.

"However, I understand that W is in a bad mood because she got lost, but she still has to take responsibility for making such a mess of the house."

Hedley added.

This time, Ines was a little confused.

She turned to look at Hadley, but Hadley shrugged and said softly:

"The house is beyond repair, so let her clean it herself. We'll go out for dinner. Mr. Ernst gave us a bonus."

Ines raised an eyebrow but didn't answer. Hadley thought she was unwilling and was about to change his mind when he saw Ines put a finger to her lips, shush, and then point to the door:

"There's no need to bother her."

The two quietly left the room, and only then did Ines feel relieved enough to speak again, asking curiously:

"I was just wondering, Dr. Kal'tsit, although she always had a sour face around Theresa and the Doctor except for the two of them, she was quite efficient and capable. Most importantly, I've almost never seen her sick. How could she suddenly faint? And I also heard that this wasn't the first time?"

Kal'tsit's abnormal state was a minor secret in Seraphim.

Generally, Ernst wouldn't disclose an employee's specific health condition or any illnesses they might have, considering employee privacy. Kelsey was somewhat of a temporary consultant, and although there was a degree of outsourcing involved, Ernst valued this partner and never mentioned whether Kelsey was ill.

But some things can't be hidden. Ascalon's repeated trips between the Kjerag government and the Rhodes Island main ship are things that anyone in Kjerag who pays even a little attention to Rhodes Island and Kjerag could find out. Even if you don't pay any attention to them at all, it's hard not to have a strange impression if you see a Sarkaz carrying a Felin back and forth in various poses on the street.

Kal'tsit thus had a strange relationship with the Prime Minister in some "weird novels" that could only circulate underground, with the theme of "the Prime Minister's mysterious and vulnerable underground lover".

Fortunately, Terra doesn't have a culture of spreading rumors, and Ernst and Kal'tsit rarely have formal contact, so this is just a conspiracy theory with little market appeal. Kal'tsit's popularity is even higher than it was recently. At the World Summit press conference, she and Ernst took the stage together to give a speech, and their close cooperation was even more evident.

Most people would still prefer to vote among Vina, Latatos, Yeragand, and Horhyah.

Yes, that's right, Jeragand was even among the voters.

It's obvious that this vote wasn't orchestrated by the Sherag people.

As for who it was, Ernst had assigned people to investigate for a while, but they hadn't found any clues. They only knew it might be a silver-haired Liberi, but there were countless silver-haired Liberis; this criterion couldn't be used for precise screening. Otherwise, would Ernst have had to question it further?