After being forced to step down, the once-annoying nun eloped with me.

Suddenly, some mysteries from the past were answered, but Yang Hao had long since stopped caring about what the past was like.

Whether the Red Cross was meaningful at the time, or whether its past policies were valuable... these are no longer of much significance to him now.

He sniffed, letting out a slightly loud inhalation in the quiet space, only to be surprised to find that he could barely breathe at all.

"[Guangming]?! Don't fucking make my man uncomfortable with that thing on your chest!! That's my man?!"

Finally realizing what was happening, the little nun abandoned the warm and harmonious atmosphere of the family in front of her and instead let out a terrified scream, plunging the entire lounge into chaos.

That is, when the four of them were thrown into chaos by an unexpected accident in the Purple Palace.

In St. Petersburg.

The God of Light was furious because of his defeat.

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Chapter Six: Adult Power - 8K

April 18, 006 in the Imperial Calendar.

Since rescuing the Goddess of Light, or rather, Lalumia, from the sanctuary church yesterday, Yang Hao and Theresa's workload has become even heavier. They have to travel back and forth almost every now and then, and their work involves all sorts of aspects. If it weren't for Finn's help, these two, Baselisa and Caesar, might have suddenly collapsed from exhaustion on the job one day.

But for them, it's far from the point where they can afford to work themselves to death and rest.

"So...not only do we have to prepare to face the devil, we also have to develop our domestic livelihood, ensure our diplomacy and trade, and even, damn it, we have to pay attention to our spiritual and cultural development? No, what about our adjutants and ministers? What are they doing?"

Her Majesty Baselis slumped wearily onto her office desk, while Yang Hao sat beside her, gently patting her back and smiling wryly:

"There's nothing we can do; the ministers lack experience right now... Let's forgive them. You know, they've only been out of the underground for less than six months, so they can't handle diplomatic, reputational, and trade matters on their own."

"Can't we just let the elves come over?!"

Faced with Theresa's complaints, Finn, sitting on the other side, simply sipped his honey tea and shrugged.

"My ministers are now so obsessed with modifying guns that many of them have even abandoned their jobs. Do you think they'll come and do any work? Dream on!"

"But the elves will surely finish their work first before getting to their tasks, right?!"

"So many veteran elves resigned and recommended newcomers. As a result, they had no jobs."

"You can do that?!"

Theresa's screams left Finn with nothing but a helpless smile.

After all, the changes that Yang Hao brought to the entire Elf society were simply too great—especially for the Elves, whose lifespans were almost limitless. The possibility of [firearms] was so great that they were willing to give up their jobs.

As for the archery master Yang Hao knew at the time, he completely abandoned his position as "Master" and even his duties as a leader of the rangers. After recommending a capable young man to take over his work, this elf hid in his little cabin, engrossed in studying the various possibilities of the Japa 1404 rifle.

According to him, just studying the weight distribution of the entire gun to a "perfect" level would take him a hundred years, not to mention the chain reaction caused by increasing or decreasing the barrel length, stock thickness, material, or even the internal caliber of the barrel or the material of the trigger...

He could play with it for hundreds of years without getting tired of it. And if you include the accessories, he might not complain for thousands of years—especially after the successful development of new weapons like the Japa 1405 heavy machine gun. For the archery master, there were even more things to do, and 24 hours a day wasn't enough. Naturally, he lost interest in continuing to work...

Fortunately, the elves still had their principles. Although they didn't intend to work anymore, they at least recommended suitable young people to take over their positions before things got chaotic...

However, this doesn't really mean much to Finn and Bayerjaas right now—after all, to be frank... the newly appointed elven officials don't understand Bayerjaas's administrative structure, and they don't have the same powerful operational capabilities as the older elves. They can't offer much help to Bayerjaas, so even if Finn wanted to help, what could she do besides stay in Constantinople herself?

...

This was definitely not due to a sudden surge of crisis within Fen. She was genuinely helping her good friend and lover from the bottom of her heart. After all, Yang Hao still owed her a wedding.

(So ​​why does that "Light" give me such a strong sense of crisis... is it because it's as gentle as a mother?)

The little elf looked at the listless little nun and fell into deep thought. It was at this moment that Yang Hao, looking at the documents on the table, pondered and said, "How about we ask Lady Lalumia to come and help us with our work?"

Everyone exchanged bewildered glances, especially Theresa, who had been slumped over the table. She suddenly straightened up and stared at Yang Hao with a strange expression.

"You...you don't have any designs on [Light], do you?"

Theresa's strange question not only greatly increased Finn's sense of crisis, but also made Yang Hao both amused and exasperated. He hugged the little nun and ruffled her hair a couple of times. He said that if he really wanted Lalumia's body, why didn't he just go to Theresa?

After all, the only difference between Lalumia and Theresa now is that Theresa doesn't particularly like wearing the silk stockings of Ysgard, while Lalumia is forced to wear the white stockings because of the worshippers' reverence for her image—but ultimately, Lalumia has simply fixed her image with divine power; she can change clothes at any time, and once she can change clothes, Lalumia and Theresa are almost indistinguishable...

In other words, if Yang Hao really did desire Lalumia's body, then making a move on Theresa would be the right thing to do—and would Theresa really refuse normal marital relations? Rather, Theresa only calms down during her period... So, it's impossible! At least Yang Hao has no such intentions.

The reason he wanted Lalumia to help with government affairs was simply because Lady Lalumia, as the concept goddess of [Light], knew far too much about the affairs of the continent of Elusia.

She even knows the name of every child born on this continent—if she were to apply her terrifying statistical abilities to government affairs, some tedious but necessary tasks could be easily accomplished.

For example, population and household registration statistics, national financial management, human resources, etc.

We don't need to keep supporting [Light] after rescuing it. Why can't [Light] be self-reliant? — Yang Hao means that Lalumia must get bored without a job, right? So why not lend us a hand while we're at it...?

Moreover, Yang Hao is truly overwhelmed with other commitments right now.

“Without a strong bureaucracy to help us with our work, I really might die on the job.”

The man, who was holding his two beloved wives in his arms, sighed, while sucking on the earlobe of the rosy-cheeked Theresa.

"Everyone is aware of the current situation in the country, right? On one hand, we need to develop our military to fight the demons, and on the other hand, we also need to find ways to improve people's livelihoods... Just like a person holding knives in both hands can't hug their wife, we have to find a way to choose between 'wife' and 'force'..."

"That's true, but your analogy is a bit strange..."

"But this is indeed the reality we face."

Currently, the greatest predicament facing the United Nations is the contradiction between the development of its people and its military. While the fundamental problem is resource scarcity, without the ability to conjure resources out of thin air, Yang Hao and his group can only try to ease the tension between the two...

This isn't just a problem Bayer Zanders is facing; Gaparia is in a similar situation. To put it simply, it's like having your Chinese and math teachers both come in during the last period of your physical education class and say, "The PE teacher is sick, so this period will be used for a regular class..."

If this physical education class is 90 minutes long, then naturally everyone will be happy, and everyone can enjoy a 45-minute class.

The problem is, this PE class is only 30 minutes long. With both math and Chinese scores below passing... any teacher would definitely want to have complete control of the PE class, right? While there's probably no ill will between them, everyone wants to improve their scores, so you can't blame me for being ruthless...

Applying this to the United Nations, the inability to satisfy everyone's needs for resources has begun to cause conflict between the "people's livelihood" and "military" factions...

"We need to develop our military to a level sufficient to counter the [Ice Calamity] and future demonic calamities. At the same time, we need to improve the basic necessities of our people's lives to a point where all citizens can live and work in peace and contentment. More importantly, only when people's livelihoods improve can our population increase..."

Besides, we cannot simultaneously satisfy the needs of both powerful forces, neither in terms of time nor resources. Even if we occupy the mines of both Shkur and Kagard territories, given the severe resource shortage, we must find a way to maintain a balance in development between the two sides or focus our efforts on developing one side.

However, this requires a large number of bureaucrats to assist. Theresa, we don't have that many bureaucrats, so Lalumia's capabilities are essential...

Whether it's allocating resources between the two sides based on the situation and actual needs, or shifting the focus of development in consideration of future development, in order to achieve the goals of the next stage, the United Nations needs to provide itself with a large number of industrial production lines, business partners that provide itself with a large amount of foreign trade revenue, neighboring countries that provide itself with a large amount of civilian necessities and drive economic exchanges, and even more importantly, a strong bureaucratic organization to ensure the accurate collection of a large amount of data.

In the production line—Yang Hao could plead with Elena on her behalf.

Business partner Yang Hao can offer Nia more and better conditions.

The neighboring country with which people exchanged necessities and engaged in economic exchanges was naturally the Khuttokhanate.

The only problem is a powerful bureaucratic organization... the United Nations simply can't find a suitable candidate. It was fine when the nation was first established, but now that the country is becoming increasingly powerful and developed, Yang Hao urgently needs a strong bureaucratic organization to handle his important political affairs...

However, expecting the current United Nations to develop a strong bureaucratic system is extremely unrealistic. It's as unrealistic as expecting a man who hasn't taken his medication to be able to work upright the day after a night of debauchery. While Yang Hao can temporarily tough it out with his body, this is not a long-term solution...

So, after much thought, the only solution Yang Hao could think of was to plead with Lord Lalumia on his behalf...

"So...does everyone agree with my decision to seek out Lalumia?"

After hearing Yang Hao's explanation, Finn and Theresa both looked extremely strange.

On one hand, they acknowledged Yang Hao's predicament and current predicament, but on the other hand... to have a god work for their country? That's truly unheard of...

Whether in Teresa's mind or Finn's mind, a normal "God" should be an existence that accepts service without restraint... and yet you want people to work? Putting aside the fact that we certainly support you, do you think "Light" will agree to your idea?

The two turned around and looked at Yang Hao's chin with a strange expression, while Yang Hao, after deep thought, smiled wryly and said that he didn't know either.

But at least he needed to consult Lalumia's opinion—of course, he wouldn't force Lalumia to do anything; he hoped Lalumia could come up with the resources...

But as for the specifics...

"I can only ask you for help, Theresa."

"Sigh... I knew it."

The young nun, entrusted with this important task, pursed her lips but chose to accept the burden and share the pressure with her husband.

She patted Yang Hao's shoulder, stood up from his lap, and gave him the same hug Lalumia had given him the day before. Then she kissed his lips, skillfully prying open his teeth for a long, lingering kiss, before muttering, "I can't guarantee it will work," and left her office.

Watching Theresa's departing figure, and then glancing at the door that had been closed from the outside, Finn shrugged.

"As always, he's decisive and efficient—once he sets a goal, he'll definitely do it. In a sense, I really don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing."

"She just needs to be herself. As for whether it's good or bad, I'll handle it for her."

"Oh dear? I really don't know what to say~ No matter what, if you favor Theresa so much, I'll get jealous, you know?"

"Who told her to be my little nun forever?"

Fen pouted, somewhat annoyed, at Yang Hao's answer.

Then the petite sprite took over Yang Hao's entire thigh. The only weighty part of her body gave Yang Hao a light yet soft, delicate feeling. He subconsciously touched Fen's head, only to be met with a face full of documents from the table.

"Now, get to work!"

The little elf didn't seem to be in a good mood.

Yang Hao rubbed his nose and could only nod and agree with a forced smile.

............

On the morning of the 18th.

When Theresa and her maids found [Light]—or rather, Lalumia—sunbathing in the courtyard, she immediately dismissed her attendants. After all, only the core members of the United Nations knew Lalumia's true identity; as for others, they simply regarded Lalumia as a distinguished guest and [family] of Her Majesty Theresa.

In fact, Lalumia was indeed Theresa's family... After all, she was a kind and gentle god who had always taken care of her!

"What brings you here? My child?"

Lalumia, sitting on the bench, gently waved to Theresa. Theresa pursed her lips and then naturally walked over and sat down next to her.

"...It's nothing. It's just that our United Nations has run into some trouble, so Yang Hao hopes you can consider...whether you want to lend us a hand? Through political means or something."

"Oh?"

"Literally—although I don't know why you don't know the details of our conversation, in short, we need your strength. Of course, we won't force you."

Theresa and Lalumia had a very good relationship.

They're so close that they can get straight to the point without beating around the bush. In a sense, this is efficient, and more importantly, it strengthens their bond. That's why they enjoy this direct communication.

When confronted with Theresa's direct question, Lalumia simply tilted her head, touched her chin lightly, and took a soft breath.

Her nun's habit visibly tightened around her chest. Theresa seemed to hear a faint, hoarse shriek from the fabric. Her lips twitched as she pondered whether [Light]'s figure was excessively good, when she heard Lalumia give a swift and decisive answer:

"Of course, no problem at all—although I'm not exactly a concept god who's an expert in political work, I can handle it using my memory and experience."

She readily accepted Yang Hao's request, which could be considered blasphemous, leaving Teresa somewhat bewildered and making her wonder if there was something wrong with it...