Durin's Diary

Chapter 978 Crying for King Zhao

"However, I've never heard the elves mention that they have several provinces, each the size of a province." The old emperor looked at Dulin. "But I've heard that the most powerful human nation in your country is the Sidney Union, is that right?" the old emperor asked curiously.

"Yes." Du Lin nodded.

That's absolutely true—because there are three human kingdoms: the Northern Kingdom, the Sidney Union, and the Principality of Farol. The area around the Evercast Fortress used to be considered a human kingdom, but unfortunately, it was destroyed by the Orks.

As for the Central Union, it's a place teeming with all sorts of monsters and demons; it can hardly be considered a human kingdom.

The remaining fragments cannot be called a kingdom at all.

"How does our strength compare to that of our Chang Tang?" the old emperor asked with a smile.

"No, even if you include the whole family, it's probably only a third of Changtang's population, and a little less. They lack too much in terms of extraordinary combat power, and they don't have the same manpower as Changtang, where everyone is a soldier. As for equipment, let's not even talk about it; their bolt-action rifles are still being mass-produced." Du Lin said truthfully.

As for whether the old man wanted to invade the Western Continent after hearing this, Dulin thought they were overthinking it—Dulin was the only one in the world who could travel from one side to the other in a single long-distance teleportation. Others would have to travel back and forth, and who knows how long it would take by boat.

That's overthinking.

"Then I'm relieved. We Changtang people have been fighting for too long and really don't want to continue."

The emperor's words made Dulin realize that he was not lying.

Given the intensity of the war across the Three Passes and Four Seas, the people of Chang Tang would not want to face war again for at least five generations after it was over. When the older generation is still alive and the younger generation can still hear them telling stories of the past, how can you expect them to fight an invasion war?
Dulin did not believe that the people of Changtang could tolerate such a war.

Of course, if it's about defending their homeland, Dulin believes these young people would definitely crush any invading enemy—after all, they're really used to this kind of war, as if it were as simple as eating and drinking.

At this moment, Anta glanced at his watch: "It's late, let's go back."

So Dulin also stood up: "Your Majesty, and the Empress, we will not disturb you any longer."

"I'm so glad your girls came today. They told me their stories about your Western Lands. Whenever you have time, please bring them here to visit more often," the old man said with a smile.

The emperor also stood up: "Come, let me see you out."

"That won't do, you should rest." Du Lin naturally didn't want the old man to go out with them. If he slipped and fell on the way back and forth, Du Lin didn't know what to do.

After some persuasion, Xi pressed the old man down at the gate.

After the group left the palace, Tanya was the first to remark that compared to the Changtang Palace, the Northern Kingdom's palace looked like the earthen courtyard of a nouveau riche in the countryside, while the Sidni's palace looked like the garden villa of a nouveau riche in the city.

This description was unanimously affirmed by her sisters.

As for the little dragon Lina, she said that after eating tonight's dishes, she had lost interest in the so-called royal cuisine of the Western Continent. As for the so-called Changtang cuisine of the Western Continent, she just shook her head: "So many spices can't solve the problem of the meat not being tasty, and it still has a gamey smell. The meat of the Sharo beast here is really fragrant, delicious and has no taste."

“That’s because the methods of handling them are different,” Lan En said.

As Dulin listened, he noticed Anta approaching: "What's wrong?"

"You look really handsome today, just as I would like to say to my good Dulin."

Dulin raised an eyebrow, feeling somewhat smug—it was true. In his past life, everyone said that Dulin from the tower was incredibly fierce and menacing, and no girl had ever called him handsome. Being praised like this in this life was a little unusual for him. Thinking of this, Dulin looked at his girls: "Should we stroll back, or just walk through the gate?"

“Let’s go back. I feel like I’m making things difficult for everyone by having to go through the gate every day. You have no idea how dark Mr. Chen Xiaohu’s face was when we came out after you opened the gate to the front,” Anta said.

Du Lin chuckled – this can’t be blamed on Du Lin or Chen Xiaohu either, since the former is an outsider and the latter is a doormat.

Let's go.

Along the way, the girls encountered a completely different night, without the forest fairies of Lublin or the gas station lights of big cities, but a brand new city that never sleeps.

Tanya and the others were somewhat better off, having experienced the hustle and bustle of big cities. But Melinda, a rabbit like her, had never seen a night like this before. She followed Dulin, looking at the endless rows of electrified billboards, and finally looked at Dulin with some bewilderment, asking a question from the depths of her soul: "Is this the kind of life that only exists in the legends of the old era?"

Du Lin nodded: "Yes, but Shangjing must have been established in the old era. Even in Changtang, there aren't many cities like that." Du Lin asked Lan En and Xiang Shu.

They nodded, and Xiang Shu added an answer: "In Changtang, there are fewer than ten cities like Shangjing that can use electricity without limit. The remaining cities sometimes face the problem of power outages. However, we have recently been able to produce power systems. After full electrification, the factories in Changtang will be able to operate at full capacity, and life will get better and better."

Dulin thought it was a good idea – after all, for individual living beings, every step of civilization should be progress.

Just as he was thinking this, Dulin was stopped by someone.

Six young thugs, who must have been drinking heavily, were arm in arm, eyeing the girls around Du Lin.

"Is there something you need?" Dulin asked with a smile.

"Little brother, your older sisters are all quite pretty. How about you and your brothers go for a drink?" a horned boy asked, hiccuping.

"Are you fucking blind? This is clearly a girl, a boy dressed as a girl." A boy with a python tail spoke with a slurred speech.

"I think you're drunk. You're clearly a woman dressed as a man!" The punk next to him even spoke with a trilled "r".

The remaining three young men burst into laughter.

Dulin smiled and glanced at Xiangshu: "Do you know her?"

"I don't know them." Xiang Shu rolled her eyes. "If they knew me and still dared to come over, I would really give them a good beating."

"That's alright then, young man. A little drink won't hurt. Come on, ladies, let's synchronize." After saying that, Du Lin synchronized his spiritual energy with the girls in his family, and then Du Lin snapped his fingers.

So the six young men lined up and started taking off their clothes while showing off their chest muscles.

You know what, since they were all soldiers, none of them had a naturally formed abs.

"Alright, let's go. Leave this to Chen Xiaohu." Du Lin smiled and snapped his fingers.

The girls giggled and ran off with him.

(End of this chapter)