Arknights? Colonization Ark!

Compared to Zhang Miao's hesitation, Theresa was much more generous.

"No need to think about it anymore. I already know your actions clearly enough. If I hesitate any longer, it would be too rude."

What the two discussed was, of course, Kazdel's joining the Terran Human Federation.

Otherwise, what do you think it would be?

While the doctor and Zhang Miao were discussing things in the conference room, the others were not idle either.

Theresa and a group of people were watching the video footage that Inès and the other two brought back from the north.

The content in the picture is a bit beyond the scope for the Sarkaz who have basically never witnessed the prosperity of the Tikaz era.

If they hadn't been able to hear W and Ines arguing with each other inside, they would have thought they were watching a new Colombian movie.

Especially with W's tireless commentary and the city brochure that comes with Lexington.

Her vivid and expressive words could make her a three-time host if she were to commentate on the Knights Tournament in Casimir.

But the better she spoke, and the more beautiful the things in the city manual were, the lower the mood of the people around her became.

It’s okay if you haven’t seen some things, but once you’ve seen them, you can’t stop thinking about them.

Is that the Kazdel of their dreams?

No, maybe it was more perfect than they thought.

Because humans can only imagine things they have seen, but cannot imagine things they have never seen.

Can they build Kazdel into that?

There is no doubt that it is impossible. There is no technology, no resources, and even no one can understand the operating principles of the equipment.

Are they willing?

No one will be willing.

It can be said that as long as Theresa is not a dictator or someone with a strong desire for power, choosing to join Zhang Miao is the best choice.

Secular power?

To a true idealist, that kind of thing is not even as good as a piece of bread in the new society.

Chapter 92: The Fury of the Duke's Mansion

Bang! ! !

The intricately carved wooden door frame collided with the wall with such force that even the chandelier hanging from the ceiling shook.

Duke Baikal felt very aggrieved and he couldn't understand it.

why?

Why would Your Majesty side with those damned, lowly, greedy bastards?

I collected so much evidence for Your Majesty last year. The money those guys embezzled is enough to pay the military salaries of an army for more than ten years.

Not only did His Majesty not chop off their heads, he even had to compensate those beasts for their losses himself!

I'm so QNMD!

He had just returned from the imperial capital and was full of anger.

If possible, he really wanted to use his sword to chop off those guys who had been following him to settle scores!

Those new nobles had their own set of calculations, all with good reason and logic.

But if he really wanted to pay back the money, he would not only have to spit out everything he had eaten from Kosice, but he would also have to lose half his life.

Therefore, it is impossible to pay back the money, and it is impossible to pay it back in this lifetime. The only way to survive is to hide in my own dukedom. The people there speak nicely, and returning there is like going home.

wrong.

The Dukedom seems to be my home.

Never mind, the money won’t be given anyway, so if you’re brave enough, let those guys line up to take it!

Even if it is your majesty...your majesty...

The new emperor is indeed very different from the previous emperor!!!

First he lost a garrison in the snowfield, and then he found that he seemed to have been fooled by Kosche. Just when he wanted to take revenge, he was called to the imperial capital and suffered for two months. Who could bear it?

Baikal is now so angry that his mind is blocked. He has no rationality left.

The only thing he wanted to do now was to kill those infected people and then snatch the things that Black Snake had hidden from him!

What he didn't expect was that in just the two months he was away, the snowfield was in chaos.

"My Lord."

The servant beside him was timid, as if he wanted to tell Baikal something, but seeing that his duke was angry again, he was afraid of getting into trouble.

But what he didn't expect was that when his own Duke saw his servant like this, he remembered that he was also equally timid in front of His Majesty. He immediately became furious and kicked him hard in the stomach.

The huge force kicked the man several meters away and broke a chair.

The servant who was kicked in the abdomen with great force suddenly felt a sharp pain in his intestines, and his whole body was bent like a shrimp. He wanted to get up and kneel down to apologize to the Duke, but found that he couldn't even breathe and could only roll on the ground.

When Duke Baikal saw him like this, he immediately felt much better and wanted to beat him up to vent his anger.

Anyway, they were beaten to death. There were more than a dozen servants who died in the Duke's Mansion every year.

But just as he was about to step forward, he was stopped by Viscount Dunkel who had arrived.

What the servant wanted to say just now was that someone was coming to visit and he had been waiting for a long time.

"Your Excellency the Duke, you are finally back. The situation everywhere has become a mess!"

His voice finally woke Baikal up from his anger.

He glanced at the servant who was still rolling on the ground, and then yelled at the guard in front of the door.

"Drag this guy out and throw him into the mines."

The guards replied

"Yes."

He grabbed the unfortunate guy's legs and dragged him out of the Duke's Mansion.

Baikal straightened his collar which was a little messy due to his recent outburst.

Even if the person in front of him is just a viscount, he is still a noble and cannot lose his dignity.

"Tell me, what could have made you so anxious?"

The other party is so anxious, maybe something big has happened.

Duke Baikal was slow and measured, showing no trace of the anger he had just shown when facing the servants.

Lord Dunkel said

"Since you, Duke, went to the imperial capital, mines in various places have lost contact one after another, and the garrisons in various places have not seen even a single messenger."

"And this time the incident is more serious than before. The scope is no longer limited to the snowfield and frozen soil. Even many mines, villages, and sentry posts on the outskirts have been attacked, and there was no prior warning."

He spoke more and more hurriedly, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead.

"Because of what happened before, we dare not mobilize troops on a large scale, fearing that it will affect you who is far away in the imperial capital. So we can only send out a few reconnaissance mobile forces to patrol the snowfield to see if we can find some clues."

Having said this, the Viscount raised his eyes, wanting to see the Duke's reaction before deciding whether to continue.

Duke Baikal took a deep breath, suppressed the anger that was about to erupt, and uttered two words through his teeth.

"continue!"

Seeing him like this, the Viscount hesitated for a while, but finally told him everything in one breath.

"All of our patrols disappeared in the snowfield, as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth. Later, someone found their vehicles on the snowfield, which were basically destroyed. No bodies or living people were found. Moreover, the messengers sent to various places to contact the mine all responded with messages saying that the mine had been breached and there was no one inside."

Click!

A sudden noise interrupted Viscount Ni's words. He looked down and found that the porcelain cup that the Duke had just picked up had been crushed by him, and the tea spilled all over the floor.

He carefully took out the handkerchief from his breast pocket and handed it to Prince Baikal.

The Duke took the towel and rubbed his palms vigorously with such force that it seemed as if they were not his own flesh.

I saw that his eyes were tightly closed, his lips were slightly open, and a large amount of white steam was exhaled from his mouth, as if even breathing through his nostrils could no longer satisfy him at this moment.

The white teeth looked like the fangs of a wild beast, which made the Viscount feel uneasy. He had never seen the Duke get so angry.

He had no doubt that if the person standing before the Duke was a servant or some other unimportant character, he would have been slaughtered by him by now.

The Duke finally opened his eyes.

The ultimate anger is calmness, unexpected calmness.

There was no expression on his face, as calm as a still pond, but the Viscount sitting opposite him could feel the air around him freezing. Even the howling cold wind on the frozen ground was far less cold than what the Viscount felt at the moment.

"Notify all the generals of the Third Army to mobilize the troops and prepare to sweep the snowfield. Capture all the infected people on this land... no... all the rebels. Then use Originium to peel off their skins and make all these bastards into my carpets!!!"

Damn Kosice, I don't care what you want to do, you will pay the price for teasing me!

Chapter 93: Urban Area

This city named Xuefeng has been established for nearly two years, and its population has rapidly grown from the original 6,000 to 500,000 or 600,000. In fact, the new urban area built on the periphery has nearly one million temporary residents.

This growth rate is very terrifying, and what is even more terrifying is that since these people came here, the amount of information they receive every day is almost a thousand times more than in the past, and as their ability to accept grows, this rate is still increasing.

They were originally farmers and hunters who had lived on the snowfields for generations, as well as a considerable number of mine slaves and even a very small number of mine guards.

A considerable number of them are blind migrants who are illiterate and do not understand the law. Apart from farming, almost nothing else can enter their world in this life.

These people had just arrived and had no way of integrating into the life here right away. They screamed and yelled when they saw the service robots on the street, and thought they had met gods when they saw the 3D projections, and they fell to their knees, not daring to move.

They were afraid to wear the new clothes they were given for fear of getting them dirty, and they were even more reluctant to throw away the worn-out clothes they were wearing.

Even though they were arranged to live in collective dormitories, they did not even dare to sleep on the beds, for fear that their lowly bodies would soil the bedding. A group of people slept on the floor late at night, for fear of being punished by the local noble lords.

There are a lot of strange and weird embarrassing things. This terrible situation is enough to make any management agency collapse, because it is impossible to mobilize so many grassroots cadres to command everyone.

Not to mention that the differences between people will make communication between the two parties difficult and may even lead to conflicts.

But not Lexington.

And she will teach everyone patiently, she is the best teacher.

With the database accumulated from hundreds and thousands of iterations, as well as the learning records of all Terrans in the previous year, she can develop a very standard teaching plan for everyone.

Here, as long as you don't break the law, no one will punish you. If you don't know whether you are breaking the law, then when you touch the edge of the law, the bracelet everyone wears will remind you not to do it.

Wear new clothes boldly. If they are damaged, report them through the wristband and then go to the service office to get a new one.

If you don't want to throw away old clothes, you can exchange them for new ones.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t know how to use the equipment. Lexington will teach you slowly and introduce its usage using metaphors that everyone can understand.

Don’t know how to read?

It's ok.

In addition to the night school that everyone must attend, there are information boards on every object on the street, including roads, public vehicles, seats and even trash cans. The bracelets tell you how to read, write and what they mean.

Originium may have brought physical physiological differences to these people.

Class of origin may have brought about wealth differences in the lives of these people.

but!

They are not stupid!

Everyone has the same brain!

It's just that these people were so poor and controlled and oppressed by the old society's knowledge that they could only focus all their energy on how to survive, and their thinking gradually became numb and rigid.

If the warehouse is solid, you will know etiquette; if you have enough food and clothing, you will know honor and disgrace.

Only when people are no longer troubled by their basic survival needs will they naturally pursue higher-level desires.

Knowledge and dignity.

People can be labeled as slaves from birth, wallowing in the dark mud for their entire lives without even realizing it.