Tyra, your ancestors are back!

Miss Alice seemed to recall something, showing a weird expression.

"It's almost the same as the explosion? Well, what is Master Qian doing in the kitchen?"

"Uh...can you imagine a big man wearing an apron and a mask saying the following words to fried rice with eggs in a big iron pot—"

[Do you feel the fiery anger? 】

[Just burn it up in this fierce roasting, and die invisibly! 】

[Cry for your own shrinkage and stupidity!Regret appearing and blocking in front of me? 】

[Hahahahahaha...]

Miss Alice took out her terminal with a strange expression and played the words she had recorded out of curiosity...

"...?"

A question mark appeared on Tallulah's forehead...

"Although it shouldn't be said that...? But have you sent Master Qian to see a heart doctor?"

The expression on the woman's face in Drake only conveyed one meaning: the advice here is to see a doctor. …

"Someone tried...then that unlucky psychiatrist was sent to the inpatient department...anyway, this happens when the rice is fried, so let him go."

"In addition, the one who really fried the kitchen is also the one who puts vegetables in the most fierce way...Qiana has restrained a lot when I had dinner with you in front of the hot pot...Now you know why these two are not easy to deal with Right...or is it not easy to deal with unilaterally?"

"I probably understand..."

"Miss Alponia is like a nanny or a mother... Responsible for taking care of the two youngest children in the family... Well, I think you should know those two children?"

"Miss Gracie and Mr. Cosmo?"

"That's right, to be precise, there is only little Gracie... Cosmo is just an incidental unlucky thing? Because of her own psychic talent and ability, under normal circumstances, her mind has always maintained a state that is about the same age as her appearance. You She should have called her sister several times?"

Alice looked at Tallulah beside her, showing a playful look.

"That's not it...every time Miss Gracie calls me Sister Tallulah, I feel like my age is super doubling..."

Tallulah wiped the cold sweat from her forehead...

"Well...you just have to agree...Of course this doesn't mean that little Gracie doesn't know anything, in fact she knows everything..."

"Speaking of which... sometimes Miss Gracie will say something that is very misleading... and will ruin Mr. Cosmo's reputation in a certain sense..."

"Well...sometimes she doesn't mean to...but sometimes she might do it on purpose?"

Alice shrugged——

"Ms. Ishmael and Mr. Su are lovers of philosophy...Although Dr. Mebius and I have always been very curious, why the two of them have been discussing the biological evolution of which came first, the chicken or the egg?" Chemistry question...."

"What about you...I feel like Miss Alice, you mentioned a lot of people, but you didn't mention yourself?"

Tallulah threw out her own question.

"Me? Dr. Mebius and I are responsible for taking the blame—yes, I'm in charge of the family's money... Oh, Ms. Eden's is not in my charge, it's her private room The treasury, which I manage is the "public budget of the family."

"Back the blame...?"

Tallulah tilted her head in confusion.

"To be precise, when something goes wrong at home, the first reaction is to find you...? But because I'm mainly in charge of money... so the blame is generally not on my head, after all, the next I have the final say on the monthly budget, so most of the time, either the doctor is memorizing or Master Qian is memorizing."

"Ah, by the way, Qian Jie is mainly responsible for his bad temper..."

"Uh... It sounds like this doctor is quite unlucky... By the way, managing money should be pretty easy, right?"

"Maybe... Except for the random explosions in the kitchen several times a month... There are strange things cultivated by PhDs in the private laboratory that come out and smash the living room... Is it easy?"

"Ah, we have to get rid of the monthly account reconciliation. At that time, we have to dispatch all the staff to catch cats in the Golden Garden..."

"Uh...does reconciliation have anything to do with catching cats?"

"Hello, there are... especially when the cat girl at home is a greedy cat who can't walk when she sees gold coins and tries to get one away."

"You know, Tallulah—every time we catch that lady named Padofelis, um, you just look like a Filin from Terra now... um. We caught her It's time to start shaking her like a piggy bank."

"The coins that fell from her can always be matched with the missing amount in the account... Sometimes, if you are lucky, you can even get tens of thousands more... I don't know where she picked it up of."

Chapter 217 The Essence of Multinational Meetings Is Wrangling.jpg

"Let's stop chatting here. Maybe you can get a deeper understanding of us from these past interesting things..."

"Although there are still a few stories that haven't been mentioned, we still have official matters to deal with...Let's talk about these past anecdotes next time we have a chance..."

"Well...or you can go to Miss Kiyana if you are free, she is very free recently."

Alice paused, looked at Tallulah in front of her, and planned to temporarily end the topic.

"Well, let's talk about this again when you have time - about the Conference of Nations, to be honest, ma'am, I still don't have a clue. I have never participated in such a major conference where the spokespersons of many countries gather together. What experience do you have?"

The Drake girl nodded and looked at Miss Alice in front of her for advice.

"Tricking."

"Uh?"

"What are you talking about...?"

Tallulah showed a puzzled look.

"Talulah, the essence of the Conference of Nations... is to give the nations of Terra a chance to ease conflicts by wrangling on the table, instead of fighting a real battle on the ground to solve the problem."

"In this meeting, the ones who really have the right to speak are not the leader of the so-called Lateran Theocracy, nor the Pope who initiated the meeting, but you..."

Alice looked at Tallulah who looked confused in front of her.

"us?"

"Ursus, Great Flame, Columbia...and the main reason why this conference of nations was held early...Kazdel."

"Well... Victoria, who has lost her king now, may have to put a big question mark on unity and consistency, but it cannot be underestimated."

"And the huge Ursus is still sitting on the last remnant of the dividends brought to her by the last war initiated by the emperor. The organized Ursus Army will still be a terrifying force for the countries of Terra."

"Although Dayan has never launched conquests abroad, it also represents another meaning...Talulah, in your opinion, how much heritage has this country accumulated during these thousands of years? And Mr. Ursas How much power did they really use in the Emperor's war?"

"[-]%...[-]%? I don't know, Ms. Alice—I have never been to the real Great Flame, and some of the "fairy stories" described by Ms. Nian are already too sensational... Comparing those immortals who protect the country with the evil god of Ursus, I can only feel the gap that cannot be bridged..."

Tallulah shook her head—walking on the ground, wearing golden armor, and a ten-foot-tall terracotta warrior, all Tallulah could think of was that during the Chernobog Rebellion, Ms. Alice led The coming Titan Ash Wolf... No, that Titan may be much shorter than these terracotta warriors in terms of simple size...

"But...Ms. Alice, why is there Colombia? It's just a country split from Victoria...Although they have experienced war, they are still young..."

The female Drake looked at Alice in front of her in confusion, as if she was deeply puzzled as to why Columbia could compete with the others on the same stage...

"Do you really think so? Tallulah—"

Alice showed a playful smile, looking at the female Drake in front of her...

"Think about it, Tallulah—the most advanced and novel things around you, the most cutting-edge civilian and even military products you see, where do they come from?"

"Rhine Life, Raytheon Industry, Tashan Biotechnology, Beach Umbrella...Even if you remove the end industrial complex that represents our will...all the scientific research and industry that you can name Terra are left Giants, their headquarters are in Colombia..."

"Talulah, do you still think Colombia is a young country that lacks foundation?"

"A technologically powerful country... and they have the ability to weaponize and mass-produce Terra's most cutting-edge technology today... and they don't just have technology, they also have industrial production capacity that cannot be underestimated."

Tallulah pondered for a moment and came to a conclusion.

"A reminder that the development of science and technology drives industry, the improvement of industry drives the development of economy, and the development of economy drives the development and export of culture—"

"So, Colombia also has a center for exporting culture and values ​​like Lankawood... Tallulah, if the hard power is the military, it is a knife used to face each other head-on and deter each other, then as a country's soft power Its economic, ideological and cultural export capabilities are an invisible and hard-to-detect boning knife..."

Alice's words paused——

"Because it can make you disintegrate and collapse from the inside."

"Speaking of this... Maybe you should organize your thoughts, thoughts into a book... You should also go to Chernobog among the students and listen to those students your age, The thoughts of teachers; of course, the thoughts of factory workers... The spark of thought often bursts out among these people, and she will give you some different inspirations."

"I will, Miss Alice."

Tallulah nodded solemnly, and the female Drake who talked about Colombia gradually realized that having some soft power is also an important part of the change——

Sword and fire can only conquer a piece of land, to conquer the physical body of people, to open up a territory for the ruler.

But it cannot conquer the beliefs and cultures of people that have been subtly influenced by this land for hundreds of years, but thoughts can—

When people think about it and find that we could have lived a better and more dignified life, they will naturally support new ideas, new leaders and new ways.

"Let's return to the current topic first... Finally, there is Kazdel, your partner, the country ruled by Princess Theresia, the focus of this conference of nations without exception."

"The meeting between Teresia and you, she promised you many good things, didn't she?"

"Well...Chernobog...or me, in the future will be the sole seller of Kazdel's origin stone craft products...and Chernobog's industry owns the ore that Kazdel sells to the outside world Priority procurement rights for resources such as

"As far as I know, the first condition, the princess only agreed to the city of Chernobog... and as far as I know, Sarkaz's origin stone products with magical effects have been on the black market for a long time. It is a sought-after item for mercenaries and even dignitaries from various countries, whether it is the Black Steel International with a formal license, or the mercenaries of Ye Luzi, or the powerful people of a certain country."

"In other words, this city is destined to prosper in the future, and the rich and powerful from all over the world will invest here... No, it shouldn't be this city, the entire Usas-Cazdale border territory will be for this Prosperity."

"As for the second one, apart from us, only the end industry, which is your spokesperson, Ms. Alice, has obtained this condition..."

'Then, why do you think, Chernobog, or you, Tallulah, can get such a generous reward...? '

Alice was a little excited when she saw the mention of this transaction in front of Tallulah, and smiled slightly.

"Ahem...Diplomatic support. Although the princess didn't say it clearly, I can feel it. She hopes that I can express my position on behalf of the Ursus Empire."

"Then now is the time, the young emperor has empowered you... There is no time period that can represent the Ursus Empire more than you at this moment."

Chapter 218 Please Get That Lateran Messenger Get Out!

Unknown Territory on the edge of the Foehn Land in the southern part of the Sargon Empire

Sargon, an ancient and powerful empire, is based on the numerous chieftains who were enfeoffed by the Sargon royal family, and the chieftains again entrusted their territories to their heroes.The central government of Sargon is composed of the governor-pasha who is enough to control many kings and chiefs.

Of course, in the eyes of some people who have been swollen by power and wealth, this empire has become synonymous with backwardness and decadence.

——The Colombian government and some plutocrats coveted Sargon's land and wealth and sent mercenaries into the vast sand sea. Some local royal chiefs also collaborated with these outsiders.

As similar things happened more and more, the upper echelon of the empire did nothing, and the behavior of the invaders and traitors became more and more unrestrained. They regarded this silence as the weakness and incompetence of the empire, thinking that they could do whatever they wanted. They will crush Sargon without paying any price; they are unaware of those silently observing eyes, and turn a blind eye to the power that is enough to make the sky and yellow sand submit...

And the numbers on the screen of the Columbia Stock Exchange jumped with every move of the pashas, ​​and one after another the mercenary teams disappeared into the vast dust without knowing it...these The changes are showing that this ancient empire is still strong, or that someone has been protecting them.

"My Khan..."

In the camp, the Safra man looked at the man sitting on the throne, and the words in his mouth were full of respect and a little fear——

It was a white-haired man with a black mask, and he was sitting on a throne that seemed to be carefully crafted by his subordinates with his legs crossed at the moment. Although he couldn't see his expression, the Safra man knew this moment.His "Khan" seems to be a little irritable, or this adult has always been so irritable...

And the name "Khan" in Safra's population also brought a mysterious color to this white-haired man——

This title is not even owned by the mysterious emperor of the Sargon Empire today, but it was crowned on this mysterious man wearing a mask...

"Say——after you finish speaking, get out of here!"

The man's reply was just as the Safra man expected, irritable and impatient...but the Safra man was used to it.

In Sargon, whether it is the control territory of the empire or the rainforest tribe, the strong are always respected. The Sargon people's martial tradition has never changed... and the "Khan" in front of him, Safra The man of the tribe swears by his own name, I am afraid that there will be no stronger existence in the entire Sargon than the man in front of him...

"My Khan, the messenger from Lateran wishes to see you..."

"Rutland? Missing! They are looking for whoever they want..."

"My Khan... the messenger from Lateran asked me to bring you a message if you refuse..."

"Say."

"Ahem... The envoy of Lateran said that Lord Alponia is looking forward to meeting you at the Conference of All Nations..."

The Safra man carefully observed his king, and seemed to be ready to warn at any time...

"..."

There was a brief silence in the royal court...like the silence before the storm.

"Let that Lateran messenger get out of here!"

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An unknown bustling mobile city on the coast of the East

"Okay, I see, um... Thanks for your hard work Silver Wolf, if there is no problem, you can go to spend your vacation that you have saved for more than 100 years..."