People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

"Mr. Levy."

Chapter 885 Levy's Answer

Holhaya went to find a place of confinement for Abrahana.

Now only Ernst and Levi remained in the room.

"To be honest, I felt a little strange when I received your letter."

Levy leaned back on the sofa, holding a glass of warm water. He took a sip and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"If I'm not mistaken, you mean that in Victoria, the capital of this alternate world of Britain, a leader has emerged who wants to implement a committee republic?"

"Ernst, what do you think the success rate is?"

Ernst was silent for a moment, somewhat helpless, but he also shook his head frankly:

"I don't think there's a chance of success."

In probability theory, there is no possibility of 0, but in politics, some things seem absurd no matter how you analyze them.

Victoria suffered an unprecedented and devastating blow during the Londinium Affair, in which two Grand Dukes were killed.

But Victoria is still Victoria.

The feudal conservative forces were terrifyingly powerful, and the working class was almost completely unawakened. Even in the city of Londinium, the workers in the Self-Salvation Army who defended their homeland did not truly "consider themselves the masters of the country." They were more in favor of Talulah because Talulah had driven out the Sarkaz who had harmed them, provided them with sufficient supplies, and brought them the long-awaited order.

It wasn't that they recommended Talulah; it was that Talulah attracted them.

These two are fundamentally different.

Not to mention, Talulah is essentially an outsider. She was not born into a political family native to Lentinium. If any of the political influence left by the Atrias royal family in Lentinium were to survive, they would all be used to slander the Lion King for not being clean enough back then!

In other words, she was a rootless duckweed. In a sense, she was also a "Dong Zhuo," seizing power from the political vacuum left by the local powerful families by relying on the endorsement of the dukes, the two armed forces she controlled—the self-rescue army and the city defense army—and the prestige of leading Londinium out of the war and rebuilding the world.

She didn't even have a concrete base of support—if the Duke of Caest seized power, the Duchy of Caest would be her base. Even if she lost the struggle, as long as she didn't become hysterical, she could safely retreat to the Duchy of Caest and wait to make a comeback. But Talulah didn't have that opportunity. She lost, and that was a real loss. Unless Victoria experienced another Lentinium incident, she had absolutely no chance of returning to Lentinium.

She only had this one chance, but revolution is never a dinner party. Even if a god came, it would be impossible to find one's own path without any chance to try and fail.

Even when stir-frying a dish, you have to go out of the pan to taste it to know if it's salty or not!

"I've also traveled to many places in Terra in the past two years."

Levi said seriously,

"Frankly speaking, apart from the dubious place names and traditions, Terra is far too different from Earth."

"To put it simply, in Terra, it's very difficult to achieve either a city-encircling-city or rural-encircling-city strategy. The existence of mobile cities completely disrupts all our established methodologies."

"We cannot rely on the trust others place in us to give orders haphazardly, leave a mess behind, and then walk away. That is not the behavior of comrades; that is banditry! That is another form of imperialism!"

Ernst nodded in deep agreement.

Isn't the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan a prime example?

Relying on what they considered mature methods, they resorted to force to blindly apply them, leaving behind only a scene of devastation, rampant terrorism, and yet another medal on Afghanistan's reputation as the "graveyard of empires."

The biggest taboo in administration is acting on a whim. Not only will subordinates run themselves ragged, but it may also backfire and result in more harm than good.

"So, Ernst, I can promise you that I will go to Lentinium and take a look around, and offer some professional assistance to the best of my ability, but I probably won't do anything else."

Ernst nodded in understanding.

Levy was, after all, not a professional thinker or politician.

To expect him to complete the Marxist Terranization with "zero experience, zero practice, and zero cost" is not only asking the impossible, but it's madness, a dogmatic error, and a disregard for the dialectical and historical materialist worldview and methodology of "seeking truth from facts"!

There's a local dialect in Ernst's hometown—鳩柶侕偲】参糁鲮五索；索…：Magic Cloak (Don't go crazy)!

"Just do it your way."

Ernst Road,

"You agreeing to go to Lentinium is already enough to earn my respect."

At least for now, Ernst cannot go all over Terra to investigate the situation of the workers there.

He has too many things to consider.

Order is his weapon, but also his shackle.

Levy knew Ernst's difficulties and understood them.

Ernst did his best within his power; he was even willing to tell him about the girl Talulah so that he could openly travel to the heart of that otherworldly British Empire and witness the working people's conditions under Terra's most typical "mixture of capitalism and feudalism" political system.

This is a rare opportunity for him as well.

In addition, Ernst provided him with many opportunities: from behemoths to sea creatures, these super life forms that had never existed on Earth before, without Ernst's help, he probably would have spent his entire life trying to obtain a single sample.

This was also of great benefit to his research.

Not to mention the magical "Originium".

How could he possibly criticize a comrade who had already achieved the best in every aspect?

"I will bring my newly developed anti-Originium infection drug to Lentinium."

Levy smiled.

Ernst nodded gratefully.

He certainly knew how much benefit the development of new drugs could bring.

On the battlefield of Londinium, it is conservatively estimated that at least 50,000 people have been infected with Oripathy, and in reality, this number may be more than double! These infected people will be a huge social force!

Yes, social forces!

If they become chaotic, it could trigger considerable social unrest throughout Victoria, leading to a series of social problems and even jeopardizing the rule of some weaker grand dukes.

But if they could be united, the energy and momentum that more than 100,000 people could unleash would be enough to influence the judgment of any self-important nobleman, and even shake the decisions of the entire Victorian government!

In contrast to groups like workers and farmers, whose interests and actual circumstances vary, the demands of these infected individuals are quite simple.

First layer: They want to survive.

The second layer: They want to live with dignity.

The third layer: They want to live like normal people.

And a sufficiently effective and effective drug, to put it bluntly, is something that can hold the lifeline of these people!

From this perspective, Kal'tsit's strategy of reorganizing Babel Tower into Rhodes Island and using "medical care" as a starting point for development and expansion is actually perfectly sound. Her vision is indeed excellent; she immediately grasped the most widely distributed yet most vulnerable group in Terra. This unique insight alone is enough to prove the high level of her theoretical understanding.

Unfortunately, he's not very good at practical work.

They set up offices all over the place, but lacked the ability to operate on their own and the ability to command and coordinate from the central command. They almost drove the headquarters into bankruptcy. They were like college students who knew everything but were still easily fooled.

"This is a very good entry point."

Ernst was also generous with his praise.

"The infected have a very low social status, but these infected people who have retired from Lontinim, as well as veterans, will have a greater influence due to their identity as defenders of the country. If used properly, they could trigger a significant change."

"But we must be careful, as the infected are a minority on Earth and not enough to support a real change. Even activities in Victoria should be limited. We should try to avoid large-scale direct conflict."

Ernst knows the Grand Dukes' bottom line. You can apply pressure, and given the current situation in Victoria, they're quite likely to back down. But if you search QuN: "-Tear off the mask and raise the banner of 'Overthrow the Grand Dukes,' then the tracks of a high-speed warship will be faster than the batons of a mounted policeman!"

Levy nodded.

Ernst chatted with him again about Originium research, news from Uraniburg New City and Rhine Lab. It seemed the Commander had returned to Trimont and had been missing for half a month again without any news, no one knew what he was doing. But fortunately, Rhine Lab had basically gotten used to it and not many people cared.

Before leaving, Ernst seemed to remember something and casually asked:

"By the way, last time in Iberia, Levi, you collected some samples of the sea creatures for research, right?"

Levy nodded, somewhat surprised.

"Correct."

"Have you noticed anything strange?"

"what do you mean?"

Levi asked,

"The characteristics of the Sea Ingot are too numerous. In some ways, it is even more difficult to study than Originium. Of course, it's probably because I'm best at biology that I know more about it."

"Their evolutionary speed completely defies the laws of nature, and their assimilation characteristics are even more terrifying. They maintain a swarm mentality as a whole, but the individuals still have a certain degree of independent thinking and judgment. To be honest, putting aside their appearance, which is completely contrary to human aesthetics, they can be called 'perfect creatures'."

"I remember you said that Haisi was only the third generation of their evolution, right?"

Levy stroked his chin.

"I really want to see what the second-generation, and even the first-generation, [Hai Si] Primarchs look like now."

Ernst deeply understood what it meant for scientists to be obsessed with something.

A man like him would avoid Hai Si like the plague, finding him utterly annoying, yet Levi still wanted to see the [Deep Blue Tree].

However, judging from his words, Hai Si did not exhibit any special characteristics other than biology—such as constantly talking about finding "treasure".

It's possible that it was accidentally lost during evolution, or more likely that "Lo" simply didn't include it at all, and Ernst is overthinking it.

Precys's words, "You absolutely must go and see the Deep Blue Labs," had made him anxious for days. It seems he was the one who was more...

"nothing."

Ernst breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand.

"There's nothing to be afraid of anymore."

Chapter 886 Praising Great Wisdom, I ponder and learn from the God.

The day after returning to Sherag, Ernst brought gifts to Manjusin College.

Besides looking for Enya, the main purpose of coming here was, of course, to chat with the great Jeragand.

If we were to choose an MVP for this trip to Lentinium, Ernst would undoubtedly be the one in everyone's eyes.

If we were to select an MVP for the losing side, the Duke of Wellington, Therese, and the King of the Carrion might all be contenders and convincing. Awarding the prize to the Shapeshifter group that caused harm to both Heaven and Wenhe would also be reasonable. At worst, Lieutenant Colonel Leto, who ultimately defected and successfully made it back to the right path, would barely be considered.

But if we're talking about who the hidden MVP is, Ernst thinks it's Prisus and Jeragand.

Precys directly determines whether the Londinium incident will erupt and become the fuse for Terra S1. If she wants to be ruthless and ignore Ernst's nagging, then no one can stop her.

And the great god Yeragand was Ernst's confidence in entering Londinium. Although He did not personally protect Ernst, His control over the fulcrum of Heaven in Lateran was Ernst's crucial trump card! It was no less than a nuclear submarine that could immediately launch a nuclear missile counterattack after its homeland was attacked!

The strategy of "courtesy before force" and "soft approach before hard approach" was employed. Without the great god Yeragand, Ernst would have been missing a card that could have turned the tide of the battle and was the only one that might have made Precyth hesitate when facing him.

This is extremely deadly!

Ernst is truly grateful to Jeragund.

Moreover, putting everything else aside, the great god Yeragand had just suffered an "ultimate social death" in Letania, and the temperature in Sherag was still rising abnormally. He had to endure the shame and run errands for him. If Ernst didn't do something to thank him, he would feel guilty.

"Great God Yeragand, how about I renovate Manju Academy for you?"

Ernst offered his suggestion.

Standing behind the statue, Ya'er did not refuse.

Having never been out and about before, and with Manju Academy being the most upscale building in Sherag at the time, Ya'er didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But now, having visited Victoria, Letania, and Lateran, I'm back to see my own Manjusaka.

The entire structure is made of wood, making it cold in winter and hot in summer. It relies on a few animal skin curtains and wooden doors for shelter from the wind and rain. Although thanks to Tornster, air conditioning was also installed in Manjusaka when the large statue was repaired last time, overall, Manjusaka is clearly out of step with the increasingly modernized Seraphim.

To put it nicely, it's quaint and charming; to put it bluntly, Shelag has become so modernized that it forgot to bring its traditional charm with it.

Yes, Manju Academy definitely needs some renovations!

Will there be financial difficulties?

Ya'er asked in a low voice, this time using Enya's voice, which made Ernst feel a little awkward.

My older sister knows perfectly well that, to be fair, the voice used by the great goddess Yeragand was clearly her "saintly business voice," or to put it bluntly, it was a bit...

I got goosebumps all over.

Ernst coughed lightly twice and shook his head:

“There are no difficulties.”

"Civil engineering is actually a way to promote employment and economic development. The land economy brought about by real estate often accounts for a large part of government revenue."

Ernst explained with deep agreement,

"Moreover, great god Yeragand, Sherag is no longer poor."