I'm in Terra

The letter was simple and clear, and even Shuangxing, who had only studied for a few days, could roughly understand its meaning.

"Please block the traffic road from the east of Woden Town to the east of Luxembourg, and try your best to ensure that no one can pass through?" Putting down the letter, Frost Star looked at Dorothy in confusion, and the patriot who was sitting quietly beside him also looked at him.

He had read the letter, but he was also confused by Victor's incoherent order. His speech had been getting less and less clear recently, so he simply let Frost Star handle it.

"Do we need to block those roads specifically? The guerrillas have passed through them several times, and there are only a few people along the way. No one would wander around in this weather."

"That was before." Dorothy responded to Froststar's question with a mysterious smile. "Soon those roads will be heavily populated, so we'll need your help. Also, Victoria said that if you have the capacity to spare, you can continue the work done in the south in the east, whether it's connecting villages, attacking mines, or even proactively attacking those small towns. Don't worry about the extra population you gain; feel free to send them to Norvinsk. It's the reward for our cooperation."

"Send them to Norvinsk?" Frost Star's eyes lit up. "Isn't Norvinsk unable to accommodate so many infected people?"

"That was before." Dorothy smiled slightly. "Things are different now. Also, these anti-infective agents are part of the reward for this cooperation. But please use them with caution. They're incredibly valuable. Even Norvinsk can only purchase them through caravans at a significant price. Excessive use can cause addiction and accelerate the spread of the disease, so be extremely cautious."

"We know." Seeing Dorothy pull three potions from her bosom, the people around them suddenly gasped. They had all tried the potion Victoria had given them last time. Just a tiny injection into the painful area during an attack would keep the person stable through the potentially fatal illness. For the infected, it was an absolute lifesaver.

As for the side effects Dorothy mentioned? What a joke! How could anyone infected with them be willing to inject such a large dose? And even if they were willing, those side effects couldn't compare to the pain of the mineral sickness.

Frost Star glanced at the Patriot and found that her stubborn old man nodded imperceptibly, so she carefully took the potion and handed it to Petrova for safekeeping: "Thank you for Victoria's help. We will do our best to fulfill his request. As for those liberated infected people..."

"Just leave it to the merchants." Dorothy smiled and waved her hand. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she gradually turned into a shadow and disappeared. "Those merchants know how to get these people to Norvinsk."

Frost Star turned around and found that her companions were also surprised. She subconsciously squeezed the envelope in her hand. The touch of the hard paper confirmed that this was not an illusion caused by their collective illness.

"Say hello to the villagers. We'll set off immediately." As everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, the patriot stood up and gave an order: "I have a feeling that what that kid is going to do will be more exaggerated than our small-scale actions."

"Let's go! What are you still standing around for? Spread out and inform those villages." Frost Star immediately issued orders after hearing the leader's words. Everyone was tired, but running errands was nothing. No matter how slow they moved, the snow monsters were still faster than the fully armed shield guards.

Big Bear and the others responded and quickly assigned the people to notify. Only Petrova was still standing next to Frost Star, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"What's wrong? Just tell me if you have something to say." Shuangxing naturally noticed that his smartest think tank was hesitating, and immediately asked the reason.

Petrova nodded and whispered her concerns, "I'm thinking about Tallulah. Learning to read and write is a big deal, but if we bring them along, our team will be a bit bloated."

"Alina and the others?" Yelena seemed a little confused. "I remember they've always wanted to join the guerrillas, right? I'll go there myself later. If nothing goes wrong with them, I'll take them to see the old stubborn man. Whether to accept them or not is still up to the old stubborn man to decide."

"I have no objection." Petrova nodded, putting her worry aside for the time being.

Elsewhere, Dorothy, having left the guerrilla camp, suddenly appeared in the deserted snowy forest. Then, expressionlessly, she injected herself with an anti-infection drug. As the cold liquid entered her body, her feverish body quickly cooled. Feeling a throbbing sensation within her, Dorothy rubbed her legs for a moment before disappearing again.

Just like when she appeared, Dorothy disappeared without any warning. Only a few used injections on the ground showed any trace of the girl's presence.

This time she went out not just as a messenger, she also needed to return to the north quickly to complete another order from Victoria.

The first step of Victoria's ambition will be taken by her.

Thinking of this, Dorothy, who was traveling through the space of consciousness, subconsciously looked up at the sky. There, a huge black snake was coiled around an equally huge giant bear.

"You mere black snake, don't even think about getting your hands on Victoria. There's only room for me by the young master's side!"

With that, Dorothy dashed off again. Her destination wasn't Norvinsk, but a small town called Roan, southeast of Norvinsk. Although also located on the border, Roan's scale pales in comparison to Norvinsk. And it would be Victoria's first target.

Yes, Victor had no intention of getting involved in the storm within Luxembourg.

His real target has always been the small towns in the east and south of Luxembourg. His previous layout in Woden Town and Luxembourg was nothing more than a muddy water and a checkers move arranged in advance.

However, Dorothy, who was concentrating on moving forward, failed to notice that the huge black snake that was motionless in the sky had opened its eyes at some point and was now watching Dorothy's movements with great interest.

PS: I will never stay up late again. I have been honest.

A General's Success: 7 Necessary Reasons (Today's Third Update)

"Damn it, those black bugs are here again! It's New Year's, and they won't stop!"

"Keep your voice down! They just left! If they hear this, we'll be in big trouble!"

"Isn't there a war going on in Luxembourg? I heard from my nephew in town that that miserly Ron has added a few more decrees, saying that taxes will be collected according to wartime standards."

"Fuck that fat pig who can't even have children! If a war really breaks out, how can he stay in this small town and bully other girls every day? Besides, hasn't our village's tax standard long been higher than that war standard? Is he going to let people live?"

This is a remote mountain village in eastern Luxembourg. Last winter was as tough as any other. The villagers thought that life would get better in the new year, but these beautiful fantasies brought with them were quickly shattered by reality.

In just the first month of the new year, the black bugs descended like locusts. They didn't care about the destruction of productivity and the lack of food for the winter. They just knew that if the village still had the strength to celebrate the new year, it must have stored food and treasures.

The levy wiped out the budding joy of the entire village. The villagers sat listlessly at their doorsteps, cursing the greedy vampires.

No, not only these vampires, but also those arrogant tax collectors, those soldiers who kill without blinking an eye, and even the noble who stays at home and indulges in debauchery every day are on their curse list. They share information with each other and vent their inner dissatisfaction together.

Until… several children playing at the village entrance ran home in panic: “Oh no! Those black bugs are back again!!!”

Silence, suffocating. Those who had just been complaining quickly fell silent, and the once bustling village quickly returned to a desolate and dead silence. People hurried home, locked their doors, and glanced anxiously through wooden windows. Only the oldest man, leaning on a cane, rose and left, trudging unsteadily to the small square in the center of the village.

Just as the child had said, a group of people dressed in black soon poured into the village from the entrance. However, they were different from what the villagers had imagined. These people in black did not go door to door to collect taxes. Instead, they maintained their formation and came straight to the old man.

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Norvinsk City Hall

Since Dorothy left, Kashena once again served as Victoria's temporary secretary, but compared to helping Victoria deal with documents, she preferred to study how to make Norvinsk's coffee more delicious.

The city had already become vibrant under Victoria's transformation, and the documents on his desk that needed his processing were just trivial matters not worth mentioning.

Instead of being a transit station for document delivery, she might as well try to process coffee in different ways. At least Victoria's frowning expression as he swallowed the coffee was far more interesting than those trivial matters.

"Come to think of it, now that you have figured out the jumping issue, do you understand why I want to start from the east?" After finishing his daily chores, Victoria looked at Kashena who was fiddling with the coffee can, and spoke proactively, which was uncharacteristically wrong.

Kasheina was slightly startled, and quickly put down the coffee beans she was processing. She stood behind Victoria with a charming smile and squeezed his shoulders. "It's rare that you're in such a good mood. Can't you just tell me the answer?"

"That would be boring." Victoria leaned back in his chair with enjoyment and secretly gestured towards Hunting Bee with his hand.

Seeing this, Hunting Bee, who had been sitting on the sofa in a daze with a sad face, immediately poured out all the failed products on the table, and also washed away the residue in the coffee pot.

Naturally, Kashena could not hide the little actions of the two people from her, but compared to her little hobby of studying coffee, she was more interested in discussing the situation in Luxembourg with Victor.

Whenever she spoke with Victor, she could sense his far superior vision and wisdom. This feeling of interacting with a brilliant mind always captivated Kashena. If it weren't for the incredibly complete information about Victor's parents and his entire life, she would have suspected that Victor was some immortal being in disguise...

No, that's not right. These novel and forward-thinking ideas are definitely not something that old people can come up with. Only young people with vigor and vitality, only young and ambitious people like Victoria, can come up with such novel methods.

"Is it to enhance strength?" Kashena asked tentatively as her thoughts raced.

Of course, what she said was correct nonsense, but if she didn't say it, how could she elicit Victoria's hint?

"Hmm?" As expected, after hearing Kashena's answer, Victoria smiled and hummed.

"If it's just for the title of general, then I have three thousand soldiers in daily training and two thousand infected soldiers who are about to be formed. It won't be difficult to find the right time to seize the position of general. Why should I spend so much time and effort on making plans? To be frank, the several heads of Luxembourg are completely useless in terms of strategy and political skills. If I need to go to great lengths just to compete with them, then I would be really sorry for your goodwill, dear Miss Kashiena?"

"Indeed." Kashiena nodded seriously, her thoughts becoming increasingly active. For Kashiena, the real question wasn't Victor's answer, but his thinking habits and the reasons behind his methods.

Since Victoria has said this, it proves that his current actions are necessary.

...with

"Is it to prevent backstabbing?" Kasheina smiled faintly, her hands quietly sliding from his shoulders to Victoria's sturdy chest. "Though these minor nobles may not have many soldiers, together they are still a force that cannot be underestimated. Furthermore, they are actually the supporters of the old nobles of Saint Steed Castle. If your rise to power displeases those old guys, they will very likely unite and stab you."

"It's very close, but a little off." Victoria held down Kashena's hands that were quietly wandering on his chest with his left hand, and made a gesture of the universe with his fingertips with his right hand.

A small mistake can lead to a big mistake.

Kasheina pulled her hands away in dissatisfaction, but she leaned close to Victoria's ear and said, "Just tell me the answer, okay? I can give you a reward, okay?"

Faced with the fatal temptation of this cold and elegant lady, Victoria firmly pushed her away.

"No, take your time to think about it. Also, don't waste my coffee beans until you come up with an answer. They're very expensive."

PS: OK, the third update is done, I’m going to play games.

Mojin Mojin~~~Be a happy Mojin mouse~~~

A General's Success: 8 Drumbeats Rising

Soldiers in black uniforms lined up neatly in the center of the square. Although there were only fifty of them, the old man who had seen the world felt that they were a hundred times stronger than the black bugs that had just left.

After a brief hesitation, the old man cautiously asked, "You generals look unfamiliar... Are you here to collect taxes from our village?"

The old man asked, but the soldiers in the front row ignored him. They just stood there in formation, like statues that didn't know how to respond.

Even the old man who had witnessed the war was helpless in the face of these soldiers who refused to respond. Just as he was thinking about whether to retreat first, a clear, cold but energetic voice appeared behind the old man.

"Don't worry, old man, we are just passing by to ask something."

The old man turned around and smelled a delicate fragrance. A beautiful girl in sportswear brushed past him, then turned and greeted the old man with a smile.

The girl was none other than Dorothy, who had come from a long distance. Considering the special nature of Dorothy's Originium skills, Victoria had originally planned to arrange for Dorothy to participate in this operation, and then ask a team of merchants to rush to Woden Town to contact the guerrillas.

However, Dorothy's Originium skills were also suitable for traveling. Therefore, in order to gain more trust and favor from Victoria, and to complete the operation more safely, Dorothy took the initiative to take on these two expedited tasks and personally delivered Victoria's instructions and condolences to the southern part of Woden Town.

Fortunately, moving in the consciousness space did not consume any physical energy, and because of the Patriots' special race, Dorothy was able to quickly and accurately locate the guerrillas roaming around the town of Warden and quickly return. The only problem was that she was a little tired from running all the way, and she had to consume several anti-infection drugs to ensure that she could use her skills for a long time without being infected.

But it doesn't matter. Compared to the drugs used by Frost Star and others to slow down the infection and treat complications, the blockers used by Dorothy herself are much cheaper and have much lower side effects.

After returning to the group, a soldier at the head of the platoon quietly took out a black uniform coat and took the initiative to help Dorothy put it on. This action not only shielded Dorothy from the wind and snow, but also told the old man who was the boss among the people present.

As a shrewd man, the old man naturally understood the hint, so he immediately stroked his beard and bowed to Dorothy. "Miss, what do you want to know? As long as it's something I know, I will tell you everything I know."

Dorothy smiled gently. "Seeing how nervous you all are, the village has just been requisitioned by patrol teams, right? When did those patrol teams arrive? How many people were there, what were their weapons and equipment, and when and where did they leave? I think you should know everything, right?"

After hearing this, the old man knew exactly what Dorothy was doing. He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't dare answer. "Hmm...this is a bit difficult for me, an old man. We've just finished the forced requisition, and everyone's dejected. Who cares about the whereabouts of those black...black-clad patrols? But I can tell you about the number of people. There are about thirty or forty of them this time, all with weapons slung around their waists. And judging by their appearance, most of them came on foot."

Snapped----

As the old man finished speaking, a thin, middle-aged man flung open the door. "Village chief, what are you afraid of? As long as they're not looking to collect our grain, it's fine. He doesn't know about the black bugs, but I saw them. A group of about forty people, pulling a truck, left our village an hour ago. If I'm not mistaken, they're heading south!"

When the old man heard the middle-aged man's shout, he immediately became furious: "Hey, you bastard! I'm talking to a military officer, why are you butting in!!!"

"There's no need to be so rude, old man." Dorothy realized something after hearing the middle-aged man's revelations. "Don't worry, this matter won't implicate any of you. In other words, from now on, maybe you'll never see those scum again. Sir, can you take responsibility for what you just said?"

The man nodded. "Why not? Those bastards stole half of our village's food reserves and headed south. I saw it all with my own eyes. If it weren't for you, you would have dug my eyes out!"

Dorothy nodded and reached into her pocket, but couldn't find anything. The captain beside her realized something and immediately pulled out half a red gold bar from his pocket: "Captain, use mine first."

"I'll pay you back double." Dorothy nodded, took the red gold, and stuffed it into the man's hand. "This is your reward, but if we discover that the information is false, I will come back to settle the score with you personally."

The man stroked the red gold in his hand and patted his chest with a solemn oath.

Dorothy said no more and led the soldiers south. Before officially commencing Victoria's plan, they had to find a way to create some chaos. The best way to create chaos, of course, was to eliminate each of the patrols outside the fortress. After all, there was no place for these scum in Victoria's plan.

Furthermore, although the infected soldiers behind her were the most highly qualified of those trained by Victoria, most of them had never actually killed anyone. Therefore, this hunt for the black bugs was a good opportunity for them to practice.

The difference in numbers between the two sides was minimal. Their soldiers were all wearing animal-woven leather armor, and with the added advantage of sneak attacks and the sorcerer Dorothy, they had the advantage. If they couldn't defeat those pickets who only knew how to bully the weak and fear the strong, they might as well find a place to bury themselves and not waste food returning to Norvinsk.

In fact, the situation unfolded just as Dorothy had predicted. The middle-aged man's intelligence was accurate. After leading the team south for a while, Dorothy spotted the pack animal tracks and cart tracks the man had mentioned. They immediately quickened their pace and successfully intercepted the patrol before they reached the next village.

With just one pincer attack from both sides, coupled with Dorothy's demonstrative spellcasting, the patrol team gave up resistance amidst cries of surrender. Dorothy then found the captain and, after using Dimensional Transcendence to extract sufficient intelligence, she unhesitatingly ordered the soldiers to execute the entire patrol team.

As for the supplies that the search teams had confiscated along the way, they would naturally serve as supplies for their next operations.

PS: I really want to put it on the shelf~~~

If it can be put on the shelves with 10,000 copies before this Friday, how about Hokusai updating it four times a day and offering a bounty for it for the next month after the release?

At worst, I can just close the QQ group, stop playing games, and indulge in writing every day.

A General's Success: 9 Hokusai Hasn't Woke Up

"I give up~~~My dear brother, please tell me the answer."

As the sun gradually set in the sky, Kashena, who had been thinking for a whole day without coming to a conclusion, gave up thinking. She clung to Victoria like a spoiled child, trying to beg her brother to show leniency.

Feeling something surprisingly soft rubbing against him, Victor took a deep breath. He had intended to use this topic to keep Kashena hanging for a few days, but he hadn't expected this cunning black snake to actually find his weak spot.

Forget it, one day of delay is one day of delay.

Victoria reached out and rubbed Kashena's soft flesh, then put his head close to her ear and whispered.

Listening to Victoria's whisper, Kashena, who was originally prepared to pester him to the end, smiled charmingly, withdrew contentedly, and turned around to make a pot of coffee for Victoria.

Well, the normal method.

Sniffing the unique aroma of coffee, Victoria breathed a sigh of relief and began this extracurricular lesson: "First question, what use are these little nobles in the east to me?"

"It's useless, and there's even a possibility of backstabbing at a critical moment." Kasheina answered. She had thought about this question several times.

"This is a problem." Victoria nodded and continued, "If I wipe out these petty nobles entrenched in the east, and then send in suitable personnel or promote local talent to manage them in a more scientific way, how much power do you think these eastern regions can unleash?"

"If we only consider the scale and population, it shouldn't be a problem to gather about 5,000 infected soldiers." Kashena rested her chin on her hand and came to this answer after thinking for a moment.

In reality, five thousand was a very impressive number. Kasheina arrived at this conclusion after estimating the cost of training Victoria's soldiers. Infected soldiers were undemanding and highly obedient, often simply ensuring a food supply and open career paths could greatly boost their morale. The late emperor had proven the immense power of the Infected, but it was a pity that his sudden death halted Ursus's continued expansion.

"How could there be so many?" Victor was rather surprised upon hearing Kashena's conclusion. "I thought it would be a pleasant surprise to be able to gather an army of around 3,000 men. But it doesn't matter. The conclusion has been proven. Cleaning up the east has no disadvantages. So why don't I take advantage of the quarrel in the south to clean them up?"

"But if you do that, you will have almost nothing to do with the dispute in the south, and the nobles of Saint Castle will also cause trouble for you afterwards." Kashena frowned and reminded. She believed that Victoria would understand this.

Compared with the sovereignty struggle in the center, these small nobles in the east can only be regarded as appetizers at best. But why did Victoria pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons, and voluntarily give up the opportunity to attack Luxembourg while he was well rested?