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"Where are Precious and the Doctor?"

Thousands of thoughts were shattered in an instant, and the tense nerves were like the strings of a guitar that suddenly broke, falling into the abyss of nothingness before the humming sound had even stopped.

Kal'tsit suddenly woke up from her dream, her slender fingers unconsciously pulling the quilt tightly. The light just illuminated the vague outline below the collarbone, casting a small shadow on the violently heaving chest.

"You're awake, Kal'tsit." Qian Yi, who was sitting on the sofa peeling an apple, greeted Kal'tsit who had just woken up.

"Mon3tr!" Kal'tsit immediately called out her guards and friends, who stayed by her side, keeping a vigilant eye on the man peeling the apple, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.

"Calm down, Kal'tsit, I'm on your side." Qian Yi handed the peeled apple to Tallulah next to him.

"What?" Kal'tsit was puzzled.

"I'm on the side of the current civilization. To put it in a way you can understand, I want to control or even eliminate the Originium Project faction."

“....Huh?” Kal'tsit’s brain froze.

What you mean is, you, a former human who knows how to build and transform the "Breath of Kings", knows about the Originium Project, knows about Precious and the Doctor, and is even friends with them, now tell me that you are against the Originium Project and intend to stand on the side of Terra's current civilization to destroy the hope of the revival of the former human civilization?

Only ghosts believe you!

What you said is no different from if a demon from the subspace suddenly comes and says that it has come to join humans and decided to help humans destroy the demons!

"Don't try to lie to me. You must have gotten the whereabouts of those two people from me, and then the three of you will join forces to implement the Originium Project!" Kal'tsit decisively refused: "I will never tell you the doctor's whereabouts."

If he were to find the Doctor, wake him up, and then find Precious, wouldn't all Theresa's efforts be in vain?

"You're really so high and mighty." Qian Yi let out a short sneer from his nose.

"So high and mighty?" Kal'tsit was enraged. She rushed off the bed, her smooth white feet stomping swiftly on the cold floor. She approached Qianyi, intending to grab the human's collar and demand that the fate of Terran civilization not be counted. However, her fear of Precious and the Doctor forced her to lean closer and straighten her body, acting like someone obediently yelling, "Human captive Kal'tsit, step out!"

"Isn't it? You think your duty is to support the development of Terra civilization, but you always interfere. The results of your interference are often not very good. They often turn from one bad result to another. If it were just like this, it would be fine, but how many countries, races and organizations have ended because of your betrayal and mistakes." Qian Yi stood up and met Kal'tsit's gaze.

"No! Everything I do is for the better development of Terra civilization!" Kal'tsit retorted loudly, but did not dare to look directly into Qianyi's eyes.

"Is there any difference?" Qian Yi suddenly asked.

"Eh..." Kal'tsit was stunned.

"Is the Terra of today any different from the Terra of hundreds or thousands of years ago?" Qian Yi continued to question. "Leaving aside the demons, the sea heirs, and the Originium, why has this land been shrouded in suffering for so long, given the legacy and knowledge of previous civilizations? Knowing that there is a threat from the demons outside, why has the power of this land been endlessly used for internal strife?"

Kal'tsit wanted to refute, but after thinking carefully, she realized that the Terra continent was indeed as Qianyi said.

In the past, the many royal courts of Tikaz endlessly exploited other races. I united the gods and ancestors to overthrow the rule of Tikaz and gave other races freedom, but has this land become better?

The answer is no difference.

There seems to be no difference except that the way of cannibalism in most places is more civilized and no longer carried out in a barbaric manner.

Qian Yi looked at Kal'tsit and said calmly, "You are just an old lynx who can speak riddles. Can you shoulder the responsibility of the entire Terra continent?"

Hearing this, Kal'tsit's body softened, and she collapsed like a weightless dead leaf. Her knees slammed to the ground with a dull thud, and she fell to her knees, her eyes blank.

Her original intention was to liberate and guide the various races to a certain extent, allowing them to develop diverse civilizations on their own and usher in an era in which humans shine like stars. But for some reason, after she liberated them, the era in which humans shine like stars did not come at all, but instead, it was the human race that shone like stars.

Many times, countries, races, and organizations compete not to see who is better, but to see who is less bad.

"Kal'tsit." Kal'tsit heard the human calling her name. She looked up and saw a hand stretched out in front of her.

Qian Yi invited Kel'tsit: "The days of fighting alone are over. Are you ready to give me the rest of your life and join me in ending the long suffering of this land?"

"What do you want to do?"

"First, get the doctor out, then elbow Precious and ask her to give me the authority of the Black Crown. If I have the conditions, I will make the suffering of this land disappear and fill it with flowers. If not, I will take everyone to live in another world or planet."

Kelsey was shocked. She didn't expect Qianyi to really intend to show his civilization. In that case...

Please rest assured, Precious! Today, I'm being instigated by the Terra natives and working hard to research the mineral disease. Tomorrow, I'll elbow you!

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Chapter 91: This is my brother, I have to pay extra

With Kal'tsit's help, the problem of oripathy can be alleviated to a great extent, if not completely cured.

As long as we occasionally come up with some scientific research results to give the infected people a shot in the arm, and combine it with publicity, sooner or later, the children of infected people in this land will be able to sit on the ground with the children of ordinary people and be as close as brothers.

After that, all he needs to do is pull the Doctor out of the sarcophagus, get the Black Crown's "Continuation of Civilization" from Amiya, and then find Precious from the internalized universe of Originium and torture her a hundred or eighty times to make her give him the authority. Most of the problems on this land can be solved.

By then, Qianyi's ultimate wish will be initially realized:

"From now on, there will be no more infected people, slaves, prostitutes, or any other oppressed people on this land. The happiness and beauty people can achieve will depend on their wisdom and ability, not their birth. And whether a person is noble will be determined by the quality of his character and morality, not unnecessary factors such as bloodline and status."

"When the vision is destined to be realized, the band's disbandment tax will descend from the full moon, closely linking our destinies. A community of shared destiny that is equal, mutually supportive, and walking side by side is within reach."

After hearing these few words, Kal'tsit, Tracy, Froststar, Patriot and others all stared at each other.

The biggest difference between an idealist and a dreamer is that the ideals of an idealist have the possibility of being realized, while the fantasies of a dreamer can only exist in fantasy forever. To them, Qian Yi's words were undoubtedly a fantasy that could never be realized.

How could there be a world without the infected, slaves, prostitutes and other oppressed people? A world where a person's merits and demerits are determined not by their origin, bloodline or status, but by their character, ability and wisdom?

Even if there is, it is impossible on this land.

But the person who said this was Qian Yi, the powerful man who integrated the three countries of Ursus, Victoria and Casimir in less than a year and promulgated a series of laws on infected people. He was so powerful that when everyone thought he was too radical, he would sooner or later be stopped by the nobles, gangs, chambers of commerce and other forces in the country. They had to compromise, endure humiliation, and temporarily become friends with the nobles who created and exploited the infected. Finally, when he admitted that discrimination and exploitation of the infected were indeed the pillars and foundation of this world, and that mineral disease could not be cured, he chose to send all the nobles who opposed him to the guillotine, even those who did not oppose and remained neutral.

The reason is that when Fat Tiger was beating Nobita, if you remained neutral and chose to say that both of them were wrong, then you were favoring Fat Tiger. The same was true for this group of nobles. They were already in a transcendent and oppressive position, and choosing neutrality was the best way to take sides.

Kel'tsit understood Qian Yi's ambition and desire for dominance: "Do you want to unite the Terravan people, establish an open and inclusive human empire, and bring everyone under your wing?"

"How is that possible?" Qian Yi shook his head.

"Don't you plan to establish a human empire that unifies all of Terra?" Kal'tsit frowned. How could the above goals be achieved without establishing a human empire?

"I'm talking about the latter part, about putting everyone under my wings." Qian Yi leaned against the locker and took out the metal ring of the iced juice with a crisp "click". The fine foam of the soda exploded at his fingertips. "All I want is a community of shared destiny that will never disband. It would be nice to play bass and play in a band. Do you think I'm the male protagonist of a harem comic, saying to all of humanity, you are all my wings?"

"Don't you have the desire and ambition to dominate everything?" Kal'tsit couldn't imagine how someone could want to build a unified world empire but not want to sit in the highest position of power.

"Those who have the ambition and desire to dominate have all been fooled by you to open new maps and fight evil demons. If you had left even one person on the Terra continent, this land might have been unified long ago." Qian Yi moistened his throat with soda.

"I have no choice. If the demons invade, the situation on this land will only get worse, or even be destroyed early." Kal'tsit shook her head. She didn't think it was a wrong choice to let the Calendar King and the Nightmare Khan resist the demons.

"But if the various races of Terra were unified early on, they could have gathered the strength of all humanity to fight against the evil, instead of the current situation where you draw a card like a card, and immediately throw it in to fill the line if you draw a usable SSR. If you don't draw it one day, the earth will be doomed immediately."

Qian Yi did not deny Kal'tsit's kindness, but the kindness of a foolish person sometimes leads to big mistakes that a bad person would never be able to make in his entire life.

In IF's Sea Siege arc, the world-destroying Great Silence erupted. The combined phalanx of the Grand Knights of Casimir and the Golden Law Guards of Letania could not survive a single day against the Sea Siege's waves. The Emperor's sharp blade, at the cost of his life, built a national defense line that did buy humanity a few months. When the Sea Siege adapted to the characteristics of the nation and broke through this evil barrier, humanity suddenly discovered that it no longer had any weapons to rely on.

If the nations of Terra could have unified early on, integrating and upgrading the high-end combat capabilities of each country, instead of wasting all their elite combat capabilities on internal friction, then when the world-destroying Great Silence broke out, would humanity have more weapons than just the Emperor's sharp blade to withstand the waves of the sea?

The same thing happens when Hai Si is replaced by the evil demon. It is not until a world-destroying crisis breaks out that everyone realizes the seriousness of the problem and begins to unite. However, they find it is too late and happily declare game over.

The more Qian Yi thought about it, the more regretful he felt: "If you only use the first King of the Aslan Calendar, the Great Khan of Nightmare, and other powerful lords as tools to fill in the gaps, don't you think it's a waste? You've wasted too many opportunities."

"But we have to fight the evil demon..." Kal'tsit's momentum weakened a lot.

Qian Yi didn't argue with her and chose to return to reality: "The king has his duties, the secretary has his duties, and the soldiers have their duties. Let the army handle the fighting. I have asked Tracys to form an army mainly composed of Sarkaz to go to the north to fight against the evil demons."

"You want the Sarkaz to gather an army to fight the demons?!"

Kal'tsit was stunned. No, buddy, you are so brave!

Don't you know that demons are powerful because of what they know? The more people know about the demons, the stronger they become. A powerful demon breeds fear, and fear causes the demons to memetically contaminate them, transforming them into collapsed forms. Those who witness their teammates being transformed by the demons will feel a fear that is simply uncontrollable.

In order to fight against them, Ursus in the past chose to suppress the inheritance of all knowledge about them, and only a small number of people were allowed to know about the evil spirits. Sending an army to fight the evil spirits would only result in sending a steady stream of troops to the evil spirits.

It is purely rare.

"This is Terra's current civilization, not humanity's past golden age. The [Gray Spike] used by Warp navigators to maintain correct cognition during navigation is simply impossible with current technology."

Kal'tsit felt that Qianyi was such an antique, living purely in the past, in the golden age of humanity when the stars shone brightly.

Could it be that you like the current civilized humans so much because you have witnessed the step-by-step rise of the previous human civilization and witnessed the infinite possibilities of mankind, so you have the same expectations for the current human civilization, believing that they can surpass the previous Terra civilization and complete the unfinished business?

"It's very simple. I'll make sure they maintain the correct understanding, okay?" Since Qian Yi dared to let the Sarkaz gather troops to fight the Sarkaz, he naturally had already thought about how to deal with the evil demon.

"Do you have similar skills to Nightmare Khan?" Kal'tsit thought of Nightmare Khan. Once a war started, both his subordinates and himself would become battle maniacs who enjoyed fighting. They had no idea what fear was and their minds would not be easily read by demons. This was the best Originium skill to fight against demons.

"My tens of thousands of maxims are the ultimate words that are enough to clear away all the lies that permeate the world, all the fog that lies ahead, dispel countless curses, and reveal the truth of reality." Qian Yi explained his skills.

Don't ignore its most essential function just because it can cause three times of massive universal damage, is very powerful and extremely versatile!

Kal'tsit understood that Qianyi's power could become an anchor to anchor people's cognition and prevent evil spirits from contaminating them. Once evil spirits began to influence reality, she could immediately use tens of thousands of proverbs to break free from the collapse paradigm.

The question is, how many times can such a powerful skill be used? And how long can it last?

The thousand-year-old lynx was confused, then heard the white-haired Husky in front of him exclaim in shock: "Byd, your basic attacks are so versatile? My baseball bat is out of version, and the Spear of the Sub-Sky is about to be pushed out of version, and your tens of thousands of mantras are still useful?!"

"That's quite manipulative, Qianyi. You will choose the same tens of thousands of proverbs to deal with different situations, right?" Talulah felt that if she continued like this, sooner or later someone would drool.

"Kids, tens of thousands of proverbs are not numerical skills, but operational skills. Operation is required to release tens of thousands of proverbs." Qian Yi retorted hurriedly. He is a character that relies a lot on operation. How could he be slandered as a numerical monster? It is obvious that Kiana·Hersher of the Sky Link and Altria·Sword of Hercules are numerical monsters.

"Qian Yi, Qian Yi, does your skill list ask you to choose one among hitting tens of thousands of mantras, hitting tens of thousands of mantras like the act of founding a country, and hitting tens of thousands of mantras after charging? The most demanding part is not to make the wrong choice and click on the Tianjian Congyun next to it?" Altria asked curiously.

"Qian Yi's fighting style is to intersperse tens of thousands of proverbs to show his invincible 5A-level combo. It's a bit too plain and simple." Toyokawa Xiangzi also complained.

"...So, such a powerful skill is your normal attack?" Kal'tsit didn't know how to accept this reality.

"You're wrong. Tens of Thousands of Proverbs is my ultimate move, which consumes a lot of physical and mental energy. It's just that I have good endurance, so I can use it frequently." Qian Yi defended himself.

Is there any difference between byd? !

Kal'tsit didn't know what to say for a moment. She wanted to refute, but the words couldn't come out. In the end, she could only answer: "Very good."

At least there is someone to stop the evil demon for the time being, but there is still a very important problem.

"The power of ordinary Sarkaz should be enough to fight against individuals contaminated by evil demons, but once we encounter real evil demons, I'm afraid we will need the power of the Ten Kings' Courts." Kal'tsit knew very well how powerful the evil demons were. They were enemies that could only be defeated by the combined efforts of the Lord of the Calendar and the Great Khan of Nightmares.

The demons defeated by the Lord of the Calendar and the Great Khan of Nightmares were not even the strongest among the demons in the Warp. That was why she went to the broken Kazdel, wanting to retrieve and utilize the power of the Demon King, hoping to use this ancient power to deal with some unmanageable crises.

"The only one who can unify the ten royal courts is the Demon King." Tracy expressed his opinion at the right time.

The Court of Ten Kings, consisting of Balrogs, Wendigos, Banshees, Shapeshifters, Blood Demons, Scavengers, Cyclopses, Stonewings, and Liches.

The identity of the final royal court is unknown, but it is suspected to be the Chaser or the Shakotar (angel) who betrayed the Sarkaz (demons).

"Amiya is still young." Kal'tsit refused. She didn't want Amiya to be involved in this situation too early, and if the power was rashly extracted from the child's body, it would harm her body.

Qian Yi nodded. "The survival of civilization shouldn't rest on the shoulders of uneared wheat seedlings. That's too much. She should be studying in school, becoming a doctor or a leader advocating for the rights of those infected. Carrying the future of our species and the world is the responsibility of adults. So—I will become the Demon King."

"Are you planning to reclaim the Black Crown?" Tracy was delighted.

Amiya.

The Demon King of this generation of Sarkaz, but she does not belong to the Ten Royal Courts, let alone the Sarkaz. She is just a Carters, a rabbit, so most royal courts are unwilling to recognize her.

Originally, Tracy wanted to say that he still had a trump card in his hand, which might be able to integrate the power of the Sarkaz and the Ten Kings Court. However, since Qianyi wanted to obtain the Black Crown and become the new generation of Demon King, it seemed unnecessary to use this trump card. After all, with Qianyi's strength and power, it would be extremely easy for him to integrate the entire Sarkaz and the Ten Kings Court after becoming the Demon King.

"Well, that thing is crucial for both liberating the Sarkaz and leading them to other worlds."

"I will go and convince Amiya." Kal'tsit knew that she couldn't do anything about it. Although transferring the Black Crown from Amiya might have some negative effects on the child given her current age, it was related to the entire Terra civilization, and it was obviously not something she could refuse.

"Leave this matter to me." Qian Yi felt that since he needed it, he should be the one to convince Amiya.

"Amiya can read people's hearts and emotions. She will be wary of people she doesn't know. Besides, that is a gift left for her by His Highness. She won't hand it over easily." Kal'tsit shook her head. This kind of cruel thing should be done by herself.

"That's why I have to go there myself. Only by knowing the weight of responsibility can you understand the weight of life." Qian Yi still insisted on solving the problem himself.

Amiya can read minds and emotions, but he is not worried at all because Altria's fairy eyes can achieve a similar effect. But the two of them still became friends in the end. The reason is very simple, because he always approaches others with kindness.

He felt that it would be easy to convince a little girl who was less than fifteen years old with his words.

"Tracy, Theresa should be with you. Let her go back to Rhodes Island with Kal'tsit." Qian Yi gave the order.

"Yes." Tracy agreed, and was indeed shocked. He thought that Qian Yi actually knew such things. Does his intelligence network cover the entire world?

"Very good, Kal'tsit has been convinced, next one." Qian Yi snapped his fingers, and a woman was brought in.

"I'm here to eat hotpot! What are you doing!?" the dragon-like woman shouted.

The reddish silver hair exudes a charming luster in the light, like the afterglow of the setting sun. The pair of pupils glowing with purple light reveal a burning heat. The red horns on the top of the head are like the edge of a sword stained with blood, cold and sharp.

Nian is the ninth of the twelve-year-old beasts, and its power is "shape", which is specifically manifested as casting.

As soon as she entered the house, she saw the huge crowd inside, and the corners of Nian's mouth twitched. Because the room was full of high-ranking officials of the United Kingdom of Great Britain, what was even more terrifying was that many of them could easily break her line, which made her unable to help but complain to Qian Yi: "Your Majesty, do you need so many people to deal with me?"

"Of course there's no need for such a big fuss to deal with you. I just saw you on the way back when I was catching other people, so I caught you." Qian Yi explained.

"So it was just a misunderstanding. Can you let me go? I forgot to turn off the gas stove at home when I went out." Nian asked tentatively.

"Forgetting to turn off the gas stove is indeed a serious problem. You can go." Qian Yi signaled Tracy to help her untie the rope.

"Ah, so easy to talk to, you really let me go? Then Your Majesty, I will not be polite!" In fact, Nian could have untied the rope on her body long ago. After all, with her temperature, it was an easy thing, but she did not escape. The reason was very simple - she didn't dare.

Symbolic restraints are tied around you, and if you obey them obediently, then you are a prisoner of war and enjoy prisoner-of-war treatment. But if you break free from the ropes and try to escape, you are a jailbreaker.