I'm in Terra

"Why did Theresa die? Why did the original plan go wrong?" The moment he figured out the cause and effect, the questions that had been lingering in his heart couldn't help but blurt out.

Victoria's expression flickered, and then he quickly regained his composure: "I don't know, I'm just a kidnapper."

"Stop pretending! You know it, right?" Seeing Victor avoiding her gaze, Kal'tsit couldn't help but pounce on Victor.

This time, Victor didn't use Dimension Transcendence. Instead, he obediently caught Kel'tsit. Feeling the surprisingly softness in his arms, Victor gently rubbed Kel'tsit's head. "There are many questions in this world whose answers can't be spoken out loud. You have to find them yourself. Do you understand, little kitty?"

brush----

Emerald green light lit up from Kal'tsit's pocket, and M3, who had just been far away, appeared next to Kal'tsit again. But even at such a fast speed, he was ultimately unable to touch Victor at all.

Although Kal'tsit treated him as a doctor, she still couldn't help but want to test his background. The same was true for Victoria, who never let down his guard against Kaimaomao.

He didn't know why the doctor disappeared, nor did he know if his arrival in this world was inevitable, but he understood one thing clearly. Even if he had truly traveled through time to become a doctor, even if this was truly his Rhodes Island, Victoria would never come to the island to become a doctor again.

He had come here to enjoy his second life, to conquer the world and enjoy beautiful women and fine wine. Saving the world wasn't his forte, so why would he be sent aboard to clean up a bunch of messes?

Haven’t you seen how Zhuge Kongming died?

In the previous verbal probing, Victoria had already made up his mind. He could help Rhodes Island. As long as there was a suitable exchange of benefits, he wouldn't mind helping Rhodes Island resolve some of its problems. But asking him to come to the island and become a doctor?

Even if all the female operators on the ship were willing to be his harem, Victoria would never agree - at most he would consider it.

The meteors in the sky stopped falling and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated. Victoria knew that it was time to separate.

"Let's stop chatting here. I should go back now." Victoria waved his hand gently while holding Dorothy in his arms. "If you want to know more, or want to come to my territory to find his whereabouts, then come find me. Oh, and don't forget to bring your medical team."

After saying that, Victoria and Tao gradually disappeared, leaving Kal'tsit alone standing there in deep thought.

Back in the SUV, Zaolu and her daughter had regained their composure. Victor was pleased to see this and immediately signaled Dorothy to drive back to Luxembourg.

The off-road vehicle that had been ravaged by the hunting bees for several days roared again and headed in the direction they came from.

"Business is over. Next, we should return to Luxembourg. As for Leah, I will help you arrange the best school and teachers after you continue your studies in Luxembourg. As for Madam Yevina, do you have any ideas? With Mr. Andre's assistance, I will definitely help you in every way I can."

Victoria sat in the passenger seat and admired the scenery along the way, and did not forget to look at the expressions of the mother and daughter through the rearview mirror.

Hearing Victoria's question, Ms. Yevina raised her head and stared into Victoria's eyes through the rearview mirror. "I have no objection to Leah's arrangement. As for me... I want to be your secretary. I have no talent for business, and I haven't received much education. If I were to run the business, the result would only be tragedy. So I want to leave the inheritance to Leah. When she comes of age and officially inherits the title, we can decide how to distribute it."

"That's a good idea. Instead of handing it over to an outsider, it's better to preserve the wealth first. But this will put a lot of pressure on Sister Leah. Leah, you seem to have something to say?" Victoria nodded, and just as he was about to agree, he found that the girl in Yevina's arms seemed to be brewing something.

"Who are those thugs?" Natalia propped herself up and stared at Victoria.

Wine Pond and Meat Forest: 58 Return

Natalia, desperate for revenge, received no answer. Victor simply turned his head and gave her a few brief glances, which dispelled her desire for revenge. That direct, mocking gaze told her that seeking revenge would be like seeking death.

As for Ms. Yevina's proposal, Victoria naturally agreed with pleasure. Although Dorothy and Kashiena were already capable of handling almost all of his affairs, who would refuse such a gorgeous silver-haired beauty to help him? Besides, Miss Bee Hunter had already been sent to Rhodes Island, and the office was in need of a girl to run errands.

The SUV headed north, leaving deep tracks in the road as it drove away from the city that had just been struck by a natural disaster. Victor didn't care about the specifics of the disaster, as Alina would gather information for him.

He had already gained a lot from this trip. Except for the fact that he failed to successfully replicate Kal'tsit's abilities, he could be said to have gained a lot. There was no need to waste time here.

Three days later.

The weathered off-road vehicles have re-entered the territory of Luxembourg. Even though there is still a drizzle of snow in the sky, people can be seen cultivating the land on the roadside in Luxembourg.

Under the temptation of money and shelter, no infected person will ignore every message released by the Luxembourg City Hall.

Among this group of infected people who were desperately trying to reclaim the land, there was also a Sarkaz team.

"Boss, take a break." A young Sarkaz came up to Mudstone, holding several simple thermoses provided free of charge by Luxembourg to the pioneers. "We've already reached the target area for today's development. We won't be providing any more food if the target is higher."

"Really? Then call your brothers." A hoarse voice that was difficult to distinguish between male and female came from the armor. Mudstone put down the shovel in his hand and took a pot of warm water.

Even while cultivating land on the snowy plains, Mudstone still wore his massive, sturdy armor. To others, this was a powerful yet somewhat unhinged act. But to Mudstone, this armor was an indispensable tool.

She filled the gaps in the armor with mud to save energy and keep warm. During battle, these mud blocks could also serve as a second line of defense for her, helping her resist undetectable attacks.

This is the main reason why Mudstone has rarely been defeated and even rarely injured since his journey from Kazdel.

However, Luxembourg is very peaceful, and she uses this armor only to be able to reclaim the land more efficiently.

Soon, under the call of the young Sarkaz, the Mudstone Squad quickly assembled. Even after leaving the mercenary life of marching and fighting, these Sarkaz were accustomed to operating in groups. Especially with their leader being so reliable and capable, almost everyone admired Mudstone.

"We're done for the day, so let's go to the cafeteria and buy some food. At this rate, we'll be able to say goodbye to those model homes in another month."

Hearing Mudstone's orders, the Sarkaz jokingly shouldered their tools. Thanks to their leader's handy abilities, the Mudstone team's reclamation efficiency was several times greater than that of other infected groups.

If they were in good condition, they could even finish a whole day's work that morning. When others were still eating dry food under the sun in the wasteland, the Mudstone Team had already gone back to eat a hot meal.

The result of their efforts over the past few days was that each of them received a standard model house. The model houses rebuilt outside Luxembourg were very affordable, allowing workers to rent them for just a few rubles a day. Teams like the Mudstone Squad, who consistently completed their daily missions, could earn enough to cover their food and lodging expenses for the week in just the first two days.

Mudstone also collected the remaining funds and prepared to choose a spacious enough house for their team.

The Mudstone Squad is a mercenary group that has existed since the Kazdel Civil War. Although Mudstone was not the original leader, the entire team quickly stabilized after she joined.

Indeed, it wasn't about expansion, but stability. As long as Mudstone participated in any mission, casualties for the entire mercenary group would be minimized. This warrior, clad in massive armor, was far more gentle than she appeared. Whenever battle approached, she would desperately unleash her Originium skills to protect her comrades.

Some called her a child of earth and stone, some called her a hypocritical monster, and some regarded her as a hero. But no matter how outsiders viewed her, that solid barrier would become the most reassuring support for her comrades.

So, after the previous leader lost his leadership due to a serious injury, everyone unanimously elected Mud Rock as the new leader. And the first thing Mud Rock did after becoming the leader was to use the few remaining assets of the mercenary group to arrange the funeral for several injured members.

From then on, the Mudstone Squad became a legend in the area, never abandoning a mission, never abandoning their teammates, and always standing before everyone. The sacrifices never disappeared, but more and more people gathered around Mudstone.

Until Mudstone was completely tired of the endless fighting among his companions.

She had thought that after the two kings had decided the winner, the Sarkaz war would cease. But she was wrong. Theresa's death was only the beginning, and the Military Committee soon placed a new war target on the bounty board.

Then, Mudstone got tired of it and gave up the desire to continue the war. She left Kazdel with those who were willing to follow her and headed towards the vast deep snow.

Unfortunately, Ursus is not a safe place for them.

Hiring, hunting, and discrimination continued unabated. The Mudstone Squad, following other teams, struggled through Ursus's territory. They soon discovered that this place wasn't the paradise they'd imagined, and wasn't even as good as Kazdel's original environment.

At least everyone in Kazdel is a Sarkaz, there's no so-called discrimination...

"Your dishes are ready. This side dish is an extra gift from the steward. Congratulations on being the first to complete the task."

The noisy clamor woke up the pensive Mudstone, and several sturdy Ursus aunts brought plates of simple but generous dishes to the Mudstone team.

A bowl of clear soup made from bones, a large plate of stir-fried vegetables with minced meat, a pot of corn, a pot of potatoes, and a complimentary eggplant, this is the lunch for the Mudstone Team.

Although it is simple, the portion and seasoning are sufficient, and it can definitely meet the energy consumption of an adult.

For the Mudstone Team, who have been suffering from hunger and cold for years, these things are considered delicacies.

Especially the aunt who delivered the food. Even though all the members of the Mudrock Team were infected and Sarkaz, the aunt still served the food enthusiastically. The eyes of people around her were full of envy and admiration, without any contempt of the past.

"Let's eat."

Mudstone took off his helmet, revealing his sweet face.

Maybe living in Ursus is not necessarily a bad decision.

Wine Pond and Meat Forest: 59 Return to the Throne

"Excuse me, who among you is Mudstone?" The dining ceremony had just begun when a middle-aged man wearing glasses hurriedly ran to the table and asked.

Mudstone, who had just stuffed a potato into his mouth, was stunned. They looked at each other tacitly, and then turned their gazes to the man at the same time.

"Is there something you need from our boss?" The youngest Sarkaz in the team put down the potato and asked seriously.

"Of course I have. It's urgent!" The man pushed his glasses and announced directly, regardless of who was the boss. "The lord has returned and wants to see your leader. Your performance during this period has been witnessed by all the workers. If nothing unexpected happens, you should be promoted."

"Got it." Upon hearing this, Mudstone, who was hiding in the crowd, no longer remained silent. He responded to the supervisor in a light voice: "Meet somewhere. I'll be there after lunch."

Following the voice, the man looked towards Mudstone, his eyes suddenly lighting up. He'd long heard of the Sarkaz's ugliness, but in the open area, no one cared about appearance; the criterion for judging a person's worth was their ability to work. Even so, Mudstone's pure and beautiful features shattered such prejudices, drawing deep admiration from the heart.

"What a shame it's a Sarkaz, otherwise I'd definitely send my son over there to try." The man sighed inwardly and quickly got to work. "Just head straight to the top floor of City Hall. But Miss Mudstone should go alone. Even if you follow, don't let anyone else enter. Of course, if you all happen to have things to do, that's another matter."

"Thank you for the notice. I'll be there soon." Mudstone nodded slightly, and the entire team once again turned into hungry wolves that swept through the area like a whirlwind.

Seeing this, the man smiled and greeted them, then left the table with the cook who delivered the meal.

"Boss, how come you have time to come here in person?" After the two men returned to the kitchen, the cook following behind the man couldn't help but ask, with an obvious gossipy look on her face.

"Don't make wild guesses. This is someone Lord Victoria wants to see in person." The supervisor pushed his glasses and said to the chef, "Send some more staple food and a plate of meat to that table of Sarkaz. Put the expenses on my account."

"okay!"

On the other side, the food on the table did not last long. In just a few minutes, the entire team had eaten up all the food, leaving only half a bowl of clear soup in the bowl for them to savor.

"Boss, what are the arrangements? Is it safe to go alone?" After eating and drinking, a burly Sarkaz looked at Mudstone worriedly. "Is there a conspiracy? Should our team wait at the door just in case?"

"What conspiracy is there?" Mudstone shook his head with a smile and glanced at the smartest young man in the team.

The young Sarkaz understood and immediately explained, "It's like this. You haven't been to that City Hall, so just think of it as where the Sarkaz royal court does their business. Unless you're there to read the notices, you're not allowed in. Especially with a group like us, it's easy to be mistaken for troublemakers, you know."

Mudstone nodded in agreement and issued orders in front of the crowd: "That's it. The afternoon is free to do as you please. Explore the city and gather some intelligence. Red Rock and Marble, come with me to City Hall to see if there are any new policies announced. I have a feeling we'll be relying on these policies for the infected for a long time to come. Early preparation means early response."

"Understood!" All the Sarkaz nodded in tacit understanding.

At the same time, after cleaning up in the bathroom, Sir Victoria finally returned to his loyal office. Although he would be away for almost a week, he believed that the reliable Comrade Kashena would definitely help him finish those messy things...?

Pushing open the office door, what he saw was not the diligent and hardworking figure Victoria had imagined. Comrade Kashena, who should have been handling official business, was now sitting at his desk, sipping coffee comfortably, while Miss Assassin beside him held Kashena's smooth jade feet in her hands and carefully embellished them.

"?What are you doing?"

Kasheina lazily put down her coffee cup, and her small toes curled slightly in front of Victoria: "Didn't you see it? Or did you go to Chernobog and become completely blind? Chernobog is really a dangerous place."

Victoria raised his eyebrows and turned back to make sure Dorothy hadn't caught up yet. "So this is why you're getting a manicure in my office? When Tao gets here, she'll definitely arrest you and teach you a lesson."

"So am I not done now? Or do you want to appreciate my new makeup right now?" Kashena threw a coquettish glance and obediently put on the socks placed aside. The nail artist Miss Assassin, who had finished her work, quietly slipped into the shadows with her tools.

"Ahem." Hearing Kasheina's temptation, Victoria subconsciously glanced at the girl's charming legs, then coughed awkwardly twice. "Let's deal with this kind of thing tonight. I haven't been home for a week, so I need to finish my official business first. Tell me, how many documents have you left unprocessed?"

"Are you looking down on me? Of course I've taken care of everything." Kasheina blew away the solidified nail polish on her hands and licked her lips seductively. "Who do you think I am? This kind of thing is just a piece of cake for me."

Victoria did not comment and picked up the documents beside the desk to check. There were delicate comments on each document, and there were even many documents that had been carefully picked out for errors and rejected without mercy.

At a glance, it can be seen that during the time when Victor was away, Kashena had indeed managed the internal affairs of Luxembourg in an orderly manner. As for the several small towns outside, half of them were inspected and guided by Victor every month, so there was no need to handle them in the office.

only......

"I remember your handwriting isn't that ugly, right?" Victoria held the document in one hand and pinched Kashena's lips with the other. Looking at her pretending to smile without knowing what was going on, Victoria unceremoniously stuffed his fingers into Miss Kashena's mouth.

"You used to be a university teacher, after all. I remember your handwriting was much better than this, right? Who did you hire as an outside helper?"

In the shadows beside her, Miss Assassin stretched out her hand tremblingly. She had committed many sins during the time when Victoria was away.

She corrected documents, ran errands, massaged Kashena's shoulders and legs, and even did manicures. If she wasn't also a black snake, she would have pinned Kashena to the ground and spanked her.

Is the main body so great? Can the main body order the clones around at will? The clone's life is also a life, and the clone's human rights are also...

Sorry, I'm off topic.

In short, Miss Kashena successfully completed the task assigned by Victoria.

60 I captured a new Pokémon

"Today is our official meeting, Miss Mudstone. Are you used to living in Luxembourg these days?" After a brief handover of work, Victoria waited for the Sarkaz girl he had been thinking about.

If there was one thing that made Victoria most satisfied during this trip to Cheshire, it was that he successfully abducted the still young Zaolu and Mudstone, who was supposed to travel south.

Compared to these two, the so-called resources and Rhodes Island's friendship are not that important (although they are still important).

"Little lady, I can't carry it. Lord, just call me Mudstone." Hearing Victoria's enthusiastic greeting, the Sarkaz girl hidden in the armor blushed and scratched the armor on her head embarrassedly.

Seeing that the girl was still a little reserved, Victoria smiled and led her to the sofa: "It's a small matter. Since we are just planning something casually, Mudstone can just call me Victoria."

Dorothy, who was standing by, considerately poured hot tea for the two of them, and at the same time glanced at Mudstone's outfit subtly.

(She's so tall, she must be a beautiful woman over two meters tall under the armor.)

Mudstone carefully sat on the sofa and replied stiffly, "Victory."

Victoria didn't care and brought the topic back to the beginning: "Let's get down to business. How have you been feeling in Luxembourg these past few days? Do you plan to stay longer?"

"If Lord Victoria is willing to accept us, that would be great." Hearing Victoria's words of recruitment, Mudstone was a little excited. "Although the environment here in Luxembourg is a bit harsh, it is surprisingly friendly to the Infected and Sarkaz. We can also accumulate wealth through work. It is really a good place."

Victoria smiled and took a sip of his hot tea. "I heard about your achievements after I came back. The entire reclamation team praised you highly. But I think simply digging is a bit of a waste of your talents. What do you think? Do you have any plans to do something more suitable for you?"

Victoria's words were straightforward, practically saying, "I'm going to use you," but Mudstone wasn't happy about it. She asked hesitantly, "Are you... joining the army?"

Victoria narrowed his eyes and asked pointedly, "If you want, that's fine, but I guess you and your men are tired of this life of fighting and killing, right?"

Mudstone nodded and gently took off her huge helmet. Her helmet was mostly filled with mud, and Mudstone's head was at the neck of the entire armor.

"Sir...well, Victoria, you are right. We chose to wander precisely because we are tired of killing. If possible, we hope to stay away from the disputes."

"But that would be such a waste, wouldn't it?" Victor chuckled as he walked over to the mudstone and carefully examined the girl's delicate, slightly flushed face. "She's honed her skills on the battlefield, and now she's planning to bury them in the ground. Is that really a good idea?"