People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

She really couldn't understand why Claude was able to do that.

In his view, this was indeed unbelievable. Ernst's identity was extraordinary, that was indeed undeniable, but Ernst had come without any mission; strictly speaking, it was a private matter. Governor Claude was simply trying to curry favor, so why go to such lengths?

She still remembered the long list of dish names that Claude recited when he called her.

He called on almost everyone he knew and could connect with, from top to bottom. He also told Swire to prepare well and even took away the hosting rights for the premiere, all for the sake of promoting a commercial film.

This would be impossible in Victoria or Yan!

Ernst could actually understand Swire's confusion and bewilderment.

“Miss Swire, you grew up in Victoria and Yan, two countries that are fundamentally different from Colombia.”

"In Victoria, commerce was a way to accumulate wealth. Although it was not discriminated against, merchants were never as good as nobles and were merely one of the tools for the nobles to exploit."

"And in Yan Kingdom..."

Ernst's expression was somewhat subtle.

The Yan Kingdom wasn't entirely a feudal dynasty like the one from the previous life, so there wasn't a concept of scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants being completely looked down upon. Terra, with its mobile city trade system limited by natural disasters and Originium, certainly needed the presence of merchants.

But regardless, in Yan, businessmen always serve politics.

If a situation like that of Casimir, where merchants gradually replace landowners, might still occur in Victoria, then in Yan, it's unthinkable.

That place is a true pinnacle competition. Unless a powerful external force intervenes with weapons of a generational difference, the methods of merchants are simply not up to par.

But how could Yan possibly face that situation now?

The Emperor was not incompetent, and the government was relatively enlightened. Although Ernst had never set foot on the land of Great Yan and did not know the specific situation among the people, at least in terms of the official direction, Great Yan had already taken the right path.

The trend of institutional change on this land is still in its infancy; only Colombia has truly succeeded, Rembitox's giant conglomerate is somewhat abstract, and Casimir is only half a success story. Most others are simply Terra-style feudalism with a touch of capitalism.

The reactionary forces seem to have become a bit too powerful.

"So it's normal that you don't understand."

"This country is profit-driven, which is why they were able to rise so quickly."

Shih Huai-ya nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Ernst didn't delve into Columbia's history for Swire. There was no need; Swire was a businesswoman, and her family had only just taken the first step from a business magnate to a political dynasty. Having moved from Victoria to Lungmen, their foundation was still unstable, and their power was weak. Analyzing these things with her would be pointless.

It might be more beneficial for her to know less.

After all, Swire's grandfather, Adams, was quite a remarkable person.

Victoria's political landscape is at best a high-level game. Players like Caesar, Wellington, and Godottin, who are qualified to compete at the top, are either constantly scrambling for power or simply giving up; they rarely target the lower-ranking players. As a result, Swire's grandfather used the excuse of "avoiding the war in Victoria" to move his entire family to Lungmen.

High-end game, ¥3, search + search: It's a bit too difficult, I want to go to Yan Kingdom to play.

Perhaps it was the relative independence brought about by Wei Yanwu's identity and his relationship with Wei Yanwu that gave him a misconception. He clearly did not understand that there was a kind of political difficulty called "Yan State".

Ernst didn't chat with Swire any further about the matter, only asking one question:

"Schwaiya, do you want to make a name for yourself?"

Shih Huai-ya snapped out of her reverie, her gaze sharp, and nodded firmly:

"Of course!"

"Then you should focus your efforts on Colombia."

Shih Huai-ya blinked: "Isn't Longmen good?"

Ernst shook his head very bluntly:

"You can't beat Wei Yanwu."

Governor Wei, Shi Huaiya, pursed her lips thoughtfully. "I understand."

"Mr. Ernst, you didn't invite me over so late tonight just to tell me this, did you?"

"What can I do for you?"

Swire winked his big eyes at Ernst.

She didn't expect Ernst to do anything to her. For one thing, it was February, still winter, and she was dressed so warmly, yet the room wasn't even air-conditioned when she entered.

This clearly shows that they have no intention of letting her "remove her armor" or anything like that.

Besides, what makes her so special? Even if Swire considers herself to be pretty, her figure is not as good as Vina's or Horhyth's, and her talent is not as good as Nasti's, Clementa's, or Christensen's. Even if she were to abandon all her modesty and offer herself to him, she would still have to wait in line—behind the Sarkaz.

That would take until she dies of old age.

Therefore, Ernst summoned him most likely because he had some other important business to discuss in person.

As Swire was thinking, Ernst slowly said:

"Don't let the rich water flow to outsiders' fields."

"Cough cough?" Shih Huai-ya choked on her saliva.

"Huh what?"

Siens gave her a strange look.

"We shouldn't let the good stuff go to outsiders; how can we let the Colombians get all the benefits?"

"Since you want to make something of yourself, this is an opportunity."

"Are you really going to organize an international film festival?"

"The international brand is almost everywhere, and the last concert didn't go well. In the short term, the International Summit will reduce this type of licensing a bit."

Ernst made a sarcastic remark.

Blessed Toletania, the "All Nations" field is temporarily unsearchable.

Ernst didn't want this field to become so cheap. Besides, sports, music, and expositions—at least those can be elevated to terms like "health," "cultivating character," and "showcasing progress"—but what about the World Film Festival?

In terms of elements, this is somewhat repetitive with a concert, which could easily lead to aesthetic fatigue. Moreover, movies are essentially commercial endeavors, and it's not suitable for a large-scale official event like the World Summit to step down and conduct its selection process—whether the evaluation is good or bad, it could be suspected of being paid off, which would be difficult to explain and would somewhat damage the authority of the World Summit.

But just because it's not allowed by the government doesn't mean it's not allowed by private individuals.

In Ernst's previous life, film festivals and various "awards" were rampant. Among them, the more famous ones, such as the Oscar statuette, although their reputation has gradually declined in recent years, still have some value in terms of their model.

Since Governor Claude wants to do this in Bluewood, instead of letting him have all the cake, Swire should get a slice.

What? Swire is just an ordinary person with no resources, why should she get a share of the pie?

Then one must ask, how could Governor Claude, a mere governor of Columbia, summon so many dignitaries with a single communication?

The martial arts world isn't just about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships and social interactions. Swire's biggest backer is himself. Ernst wants Swire to be his front man, to get a share of the profits in this game. Would Governor Claude dare to disagree?

He was more than happy to do so! After all, he had secretly used Ernst's name as a gimmick, and now that Ernst had spoken up, what did it matter if they broke up? Breaking up would make his publicity seem perfectly legitimate!

It's true that capitalists care about profits, but they can still tell the difference between one person eating a whole piece of cake versus two people sharing ten pieces of cake.

Besides, Ernst is not going to come to Columbia and run for governor against me!

"In addition to these, there are some interesting film and television programs and commercial activities."

Ernst didn't hold back either, sharing some classic TV variety show formats and movie programs from his previous life.

Anyway, it won't hurt Swire to earn more money, and it won't hurt him if Columbia develops better and has a greater influence on Terra.

Even if he were the Emperor of Terra, he couldn't single-handedly support an entire power. An Emperor needs Primarchs and armies under his command. Moreover, he isn't even that.

He wants to spread this fire to the common people, the middle class, and the upper class.

When the winds of change arrive unexpectedly, these sparks will ignite and burn away all the decay of Terra, truly creating a new world.

At first, Swire would constantly marvel at and praise Ernst's ideas, but gradually, she became numb to them.

She began to stare at Ernst, her intense gaze tinged with suspicion.

She only spoke slowly after Ernst, who seemed a little thirsty, stopped to get a glass of water:

"Mr. Ernst, does anyone else know I've come here?"

"Hmm? No, I don't think so."

"Have you said these words to anyone else?" Swire asked again.

Ernst shook his head: "No."

Shih Huai-ya pursed her lips, feeling that what she was about to say might sound a bit teasing, but she still couldn't help asking:

"Mr. Ensiodis, you won't be angry if you know that's all you've told me, will you?"

Ernst: ""

Ernst silently turned his gaze away.

Ahem, we're always saying we shouldn't let good things go to outsiders, but we forgot about you, brother.

"It's alright, he's a very strong-willed person, he shouldn't be angry."

Chapter 895 [The Preserver]: My Child Isn't Very Good at Talking

Clementa received many messages from Colombia along the way.

Agor's greatest advantage lies in this: their technological level has broken the limitations of distance, making the nations of Terra seem utterly naked in their presence!

If there's any news worth paying attention to lately, it's definitely the series of "new things" coming from Blue Cardwood.

The Blue Cardwood Film Association was officially established, with the governor of Blue Cardwood delivering a congratulatory speech. Renowned film investor Beatrix Swire was appointed vice president.

Clementine, curious, inquired with Agor about the organization's leader. The answer was Thomson Jefferson. Yes, the cousin of Claudi Jefferson, the governor of Bluewood.

The premiere of the groundbreaking epic "King Arthurian Legend" was held, with film enthusiasts from all over Terra gathering at Blue Cardwood to welcome a new era for the film industry!

Clementine searched for more information on the Arthurian legend and discovered that the book was actually a spin-off of Ernst's *The Chronicles of Erzley*. And the person who adapted it into a film was none other than the aforementioned Vice President, Beatrice Swire.

Swire's background is quite clean, so clean that Agor probably wouldn't even give him a second glance.

She was just the daughter of a merchant family, with no particularly noteworthy achievements or special characteristics, and no apparent connection was found between her and Mr. Ernst or the prehistoric civilization. A very ordinary Terran.

But Clementa glanced at another news item—[Renowned film investor Beatrix Swire entered the Terra Cinema Hotel late at night, apparently on his orders.]

Well, first of all, it can be confirmed that Ernst's name was not mentioned at all in this news report.

But Clementa read through all of it, turning it over and over, and found that the whole book was about the same thing!

have**!

"hehe."

Clementine scoffed; she didn't care at all about such pointless gossip.

She didn't notice the slight furrowing of her brow that had unconsciously appeared.

She then glanced at the newspaper's name again.

"Red Wine Report."

9 Silently memorizing the name, Clementa felt she should do something!

4. She really has no personal feelings at all!

This newspaper dared to spread rumors about Mr. Ernst! This is no ordinary newspaper; we must take strong action against them!

2. If Agor doesn't dare to use force against Ernst, doesn't dare to use force against this land, then why doesn't he dare to use force against your family's little gossip newspaper?

4. So all my efforts were wasted?

3. The newspaper and the events were relayed back to Agor, and Clementine looked at the "celebrities" who had attended the premiere and their comments on "The Legend of King Arthur".

3. Some praised it for its subject matter—[This is a work worthy of being recorded in history. Before this movie, I never imagined that the so-called other world could be described in this way.]

0. There are also those who praise the content: "[Elves, nightmares, the Lady of the Lake—when these names appear in a film with ambiguous images, when they gather on a stage called Britain, modeled after Victorian times, through the director's lens, I saw an epic story full of blood and tears.]"

5. It even has elevated value, interpreting it from racial and political perspectives—[This is a magnificent epic, I must say. The author downplayed racial distinctions in the original work, making the characters in the film appear to lack the differences between Terran races, which also makes the war seem even more tragic.]

Unsurprisingly, it received overwhelmingly positive reviews.

Clementa nodded in satisfaction, but also with a hint of regret.

After all, Ernst hadn't invited him to go with him.

It's a movie adapted from her novel, and she even came to Columbia, but he secretly went to Blue Cardwood all by himself.

Although she had no reason to ask Ernst to take her, after so long, who wouldn't want to relax briefly with a close friend from the past?

Clementa sighed slightly, but did not change her route or detour to Bluecard Dock without authorization.

Firstly, she was almost at Tremont.