People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Sis, you're not thinking of starting a "war" again, are you?

However, Ernst was also somewhat curious about this question. Kal'tsit specifically emphasized that in the understanding of the Year God, a level three behemoth was only one year old, but what was the reality?

Does she know information that even the Si Sui Tai doesn't?

As expected, under Ernst's expectant gaze, Kelsey pondered for a moment before replying:

"Have."

"Sami, the spirit of my grandfather."

"Mountains, snow, permafrost, barriers, barriers, defenses, protection—that is all the powers He knows. As for more, I cannot be certain."

It sounds like... well, it's like someone who's so afraid of pain that they maxed out their defense.

Looking at these powers, Ernst felt he could see the tortoise shell of Sami's grandfather's spirit.

Uh, no, according to Kal'tsit, Sami's grandfather's spirit should be on the front line against evil, a hero who protects humanity, so it can't be a tortoise.

It's at least a Black Tortoise.

Ernst nodded to Kelsey with satisfaction.

He could see that Kal'tsit was indeed a highly skilled expert. Putting aside everything else, the fact that she casually mentioned the relationship between Yan Kingdom and Sui was enough to prove that the knowledge and secrets she possessed were absolutely astonishing.

It would indeed be a waste of her talents to have her work as a tour guide at the World's Fair.

Ernst thought for a moment and then extended an invitation:

"Kal'tsit, would you be interested in having your name attached to Kel'Thuzad?"

P.S.: Chinese New Year is really busy. I have to visit relatives every day. I get up very early, and by the time I get home, it's usually 7 or 8 pm. I just collapse into bed and then get up again in the middle of the night to write. This kind of life is really...

I'm sorry to have troubled you all to wait for updates these past few days. I saw some posts from guys staying up late into the night, so please remember to get some rest.

PS2: I bought the Earth Cruiser in the first batch, how come so many people have received theirs but mine hasn't arrived yet? It's really strange. I've been browsing Doubao Rabbit's artbook on Bilibili these past few days.

Chapter 293 Behemoth Re-education Base, Interested?

Just to have my name listed in Kjerag?

Ernst's invitation was undoubtedly very tempting.

Kjerag is now thriving and its international influence is growing day by day. It is foreseeable that after the World's Fair, Kjerag will officially step onto the chessboard of Terra.

Being invited to serve as a figurehead in the Sherag government at this time was, undeniably, a very tempting offer.

But after much deliberation, Kal'tsit shook her head and declined Ernst's invitation.

Rhodes Island will no longer be affiliated with any country or government, but will operate as an absolutely neutral medical company, dedicated to solving the problems of infected people and Sarkaz. This was the decision she made when she led her troops out of Kazdel after Theresa's death.

Ernst, however, clearly had other ambitions.

Ernst's attitude towards the Sarkaz and the Infected might not have been bad, perhaps even kind enough to move Kal'tsit somewhat. But Ernst was, after all, the Prime Minister of Shelag, and his stance was on Shelag's side. He could never make a decision to sacrifice the interests of the Shelagians to save the Sarkaz.

He can accept win-win cooperation, but he will never do anything that harms himself for the benefit of others. What Kal'tsit and Rhodes Island are doing, however, is nothing short of "saintly conduct."

Admittedly, Rhodes Island's nominal leader is Amiya, and Kal'tsit once served as a lord of Kazdel, a scientist at the Ursus Royal Academy, and even earlier, a priest of Laterano and an advisor to Luga Sargeras, King of Sargon. But times have changed. Amiya is still young and, most of the time, seeks my opinion on matters, and Kerrigan is clearly not the kind of nation that necessarily needs her guidance.

After all, the countries she led to... well, the outcomes were generally not good.

Perhaps when Amiya is able to stand on her own, and Rhodes Island no longer needs her intervention, and Terra is safe and sound, she will come to Kjerag to take a leisurely job, retire, drink tea, watch the sunrise and sunset on the mountaintop, and watch the two moons vie for brilliance in the clouds. That would be quite a pleasant life.

However, the time is not yet ripe.

Ernst did not insist on Kelsey's choice.

The invitation was just a spur-of-the-moment thing; forced relationships never work. Kal'tsit's not holding a post in Kerrig doesn't mean Ernst can't contact her. They exchanged phone numbers, and Rhodes Island also has an office in Kerrig. Besides, his sister Encia is still at Rhodes Island receiving treatment for Oripathy; there's no way they'd lose contact.

Ernst extended the invitation partly because he wanted to be more involved in Rhodes Island's affairs, and ideally, to meet the Doctor who would not "emerge" for another two years.

As a fellow human being, Ernst was indeed very curious about what kind of face was under the Doctor's hooded suit that covered his entire body.

Speaking of fellow human beings, it seems Levi is also heading to Shelag these days?

Christensen had expressed countless times his desire to bring Levi, Muirsey, and even Seria to Sherag, but for some well-known reasons, this idea had never been formally implemented.

She solemnly declared that Rhine Life in Tremont could be entrusted to Ferdinand's management, seemingly implying a second entrepreneurial venture in Kjerag. This naturally met with opposition from Seria, who insisted on remaining in Tremont. This left Muelsys, the water sprite who couldn't dance, bewildered and in a dilemma. She didn't care where Rhine Life was; to her, as long as her friends were there, Rhine Life was there too. However, whenever disagreements arose among her friends, the water sprite, who secretly feared loneliness, would begin to feel anxious and insecure, worried that her hasty decisions might lead to a breakdown in their friendships.

Levy didn't have so many concerns. The only reason he didn't come to Sherag immediately was that the experiment had entered a critical stage.

Originium cannot infect plants—this is a well-known axiom in Terra's scientific community. However, the byproduct Levi obtained during his experiments with the Balrog, the [Originium Plant], has broken this axiom. For some time now, he and countless other scientists eager to study Originium Plants have been working tirelessly day and night in the Originium Life Science Laboratory at Trimont Rhine University, completely unable to leave their posts.

The mysteries of Originium have gradually been unveiled through the research of many scientists, and Levi's excitement as an Earthling who had never studied Originium before is unimaginable!

His dedication to his work put all the people of Terra to shame; the few hairs left on his already bald head were almost all gone, but now he was finally seeing some results.

He planned to wait until the experiment stabilized and the results were officially released before bringing the final product to Sherag to give Ernst a big surprise!

It should be within the next few days.

The World's Fair certainly provided a convenient excuse for many people who wanted to come to Kjerag but couldn't for various reasons.

Ernst confirmed the time with Holheimia, and Holheimia gave her reply:

"A delegation from RheinLife will arrive within a week."

This is a rather conservative timeframe, considering that the journey from Colombia to Kjerag involves crossing a vast wilderness, and no one can be certain what might happen there. If they encounter Rusthammer or Sarkaz bandits, simply avoiding them would take extra time.

Ernst nodded.

His feelings were actually quite conflicted. On one hand, Levi, this genuine Soviet scientist and fellow human, was shining brightly in the scientific community of Terra, which gave him, as his only compatriot, a sense of pride. But on the other hand, he worried that Levi was going too far and might lose control, causing trouble. After all, the Balrog incident had directly attracted Theresis; who knew what kind of monsters and demons Levi would unleash next?

There are just too many wicked people on Terra, and their moral standards are really at two extremes. If someone can't stand it and tries to assassinate Levi with something like poison, it would be really hard to guard against.

As for Seria, who was also in the delegation...

Ernst prayed that Kristen wouldn't be dragged down the Matterhorn from her lab by the ear by Seria, whose big ears were rather cute.

Sin, sin.

Having confirmed Levy and the others' itinerary, Ernst stood up, preparing to leave.

He had to go and see the Grand Tutor of the Yan Kingdom.

Previously, he didn't understand behemoths and didn't have a complete understanding of the power of Jeragand. But after listening to Kal'tsit's behemoth mini-lesson, he realized that the power of the great god Jeragand was not only used to create a suitable fault line in the sky for flight, but could also play a role on many other levels.

Jeragand is the patron god of Sherag. Although according to Kal'tsit's account, He may only be a level one behemoth, Ernst will not have any complaints about that.

No matter how rich or beautiful someone else's mother is, she belongs to someone else. Anyone who would criticize their own mother just because someone else's mother is better is truly heartless!

Besides, it's not like the power of a behemoth can't be increased. The great god Yeragand, having only undergone prenatal education... cough cough, sorry, no disrespect intended. The great god Yeragand is already so powerful without being corrupted by knowledge; if he were to systematically learn knowledge in various fields, then advancing to a level two behemoth, or even a level three behemoth no less powerful than the spirit of Sami's grandfather, would be just around the corner!

If you were to ask who on this land has the deepest research on giant beasts, who is most likely to comprehend the power of giant beasts, and who knows how to help giant beasts enhance their power, then without a doubt, it would be the Yan Kingdom!

Coincidentally, wasn't the Grand Tutor of Yan Kingdom asking how to "control" a giant beast?

Ernst might not be able to ride a behemoth, but Jeragand himself might be. If Yan Kingdom were willing, Ernst would be very interested in establishing a "Beast Re-education Base," a joint venture between Sherag and Yan Kingdom, with the great Jeragand serving as honorary principal, specifically to teach young people who have entered society but lack common sense what beastly virtue truly means!

In this way, Ernst could obtain the method or items to enhance the power of the great god Yeragand, while Yan Kingdom could also solve its urgent problem.

Win-win!

Chapter 294 Grand Tutor, you are despicable!

"A behemoth re-education base?"

A hint of surprise flashed across the Grand Tutor's face, as if he was encountering some difficulty in trying to combine the words "giant beast" and "education."

He considered himself to be among the older generation with broad-minded and progressive thinking, but at this moment, he still felt somewhat unable to keep up with the young man's train of thought.

What's wrong with your brain? A behemoth, re-education, and even a dedicated base? Let's not even talk about whether you can actually do it. Just the idea alone, if outsiders heard it, would give you free access to any specialist appointment at a mental hospital.

After all, isn't that just too incredible?

Giant beasts are proud beings. On this land, almost no other life form can claim to be stronger than a giant beast, even if that beast is only the youngest and weakest of the three classes. It is still an indisputable embodiment of nature, and mortals are almost completely powerless in front of them.

To resist the behemoth, one must be prepared to sacrifice everything, coupled with immense courage and unbreakable unity. In this process, casualties are almost inevitable; the only question is how many.

Giant beasts and humans have never been equals; at least in terms of strength, the gap between them is simply too vast.

The Grand Tutor knew very well that the Yan people often said, "Man can conquer nature, man can conquer nature." But if they did not believe that everything was ordained by heaven or by giant beasts, where would the idea of ​​man conquering nature come from, and where would the need for man to conquer nature come from?

And now, someone actually wants to tame a giant beast?

This is just like the Eastern Kingdom's claim to conquer the Great Yan and "tame dragons"—laughable, lamentable, and pathetic.

"How does the Great Yan compare to Ursus?"

Ernst suddenly asked.

The Grand Tutor's expression changed slightly, as if he had already guessed what Ernst was going to say. But Ning Ciqiu, standing to the side, had already answered:

"Yan Tu is a wealthy and powerful nation with a prosperous society, stable ancestral temples, and generals who are all aware of the need to defend the country. The court is also determined to protect the homeland. The people live and work in peace and contentment, and the country is peaceful and stable, which is far superior to Ursus."

“I think that’s a kind of confidence too,” Ernst said with a smile and a shrug.

According to Ning Ciqiu, the Great Yan was practically invincible, a paradise on earth, a model nation, a true celestial empire, so why would it need to seek help from the outside world to deal with any giant beasts?

This official rhetoric meant nothing to Ernst; in fact, he'd heard it so many times he was sick of it.

Even between two friends, there can be conflicts. How could there be no conflicts between nations? Lateran, a city-state, is incredibly wealthy in terms of material conditions and has religion to fill its spiritual world. The Sarkaz living in Lateran hardly need to worry about the incredibly difficult survival problems of the Terrans. But even so, during his visit to Lateran, Ernst noticed all sorts of hidden conflicts within the city.

The racial conflict between Liboli and Sakorta, the growing popularity of leftist ideology, and the underground machine called "Law," which is actually a form of "shackles"...

Even in Lateran, the pond is shallow and full of turtles; how could the Great Yan be so calm and peaceful?

Not necessarily! Conflicts can lurk in the shadows!

Ning Ciqiu's evasive approach was unsuitable for conversation; to put it another way, it lacked honesty. Ernst turned his gaze to the Grand Tutor. The Grand Tutor simply shook his head with a wry smile:

"If you're trying to use the Eastern Kingdom's victory over Ursus as an analogy for humans educating behemoths, then, Mr. Ernst, if I may be so bold, that's a bit too extreme."

"The Eastern Kingdom's victory over Ursus was a victory of nations, a defeat of a united force over a divided one. If humans want to educate the giant beasts, then in this process, the divided party should be humanity."

The Grand Tutor wasn't lying. In fact, the Great Yan court had never reached a consensus on policies and strategies for dealing with giant beasts.

He advocated appointing people based on merit, while the Grand Tutor advocated for those who were not of his race. In addition, there were several other forces intertwined and entrenched among them, each with their own agendas. Let alone uniting and looking forward, even reaching a decision would take ten days or half a month of meetings, arguing until they were red in the face and the sky was dark.

In this situation, it's a bit... wishful thinking for humans to try and educate a behemoth.

What he sought in Kherag was not a method for humans to educate giant beasts, but rather a method for "taming" them.

The former is friendly, while the latter has a coercive effect.

The Grand Tutor's answer was impeccable, logical, and well-founded, giving Ernst almost no chance to refute it. Even though Ernst had prepared many arguments in his mind, at this moment, he still felt like he had punched a cotton ball.

As expected, Ernst, who truly stood at the pinnacle of power in Yan Kingdom, boasted of having lived two lives and was adept at all sorts of tricks and rhetoric, especially the art of making empty promises. However, when faced with this old man in front of him, whose age in one life was greater than the sum of his two lives and whose seniority was deeper than his own, he was still somewhat at a loss.

Fortunately, Ernst has not been without progress!

Since the old methods don't work, let's try the new techniques I learned from my animal friends in Terra!

The magnetic field is spinning at 100,000 horsepower! Windermere's power, come forth!

"Your Excellency, please reconsider the matter of the Behemoth Education Base." Ernst changed tactics, getting straight to the point. "Sherrag will send Yeragand as a teacher at the education base. Let gods teach gods, and let behemoths govern behemoths. Can you rest assured with that?"

"this......."

The Grand Tutor was clearly taken aback by Ernst's sudden and straightforward suggestion, as if after a winding road, a smooth highway had suddenly appeared, catching him somewhat off guard.

But Ernst wasn't finished:

"To be honest, Kjerag's actions are certainly not for the sake of Yan Kingdom. Unlike the powerful Yan Kingdom, Kjerag has almost no human army. Behemoths are our most reliable defense force, so we also hope to enhance the power of the great god Yeragand as much as possible. And on this land, there is probably no one who understands how to enhance the strength of behemoths better than the behemoth scholars of the Great Yan Kingdom."

“Enhancing the strength of the giant beasts… the Great Yan wouldn’t do something like that,” Ning Ciqiu whispered a reminder.

Ernst smiled and immediately changed his tune:

"Oh, sorry, that was a slip of the tongue. What I meant was, no one knows better than Da Yan what behaviors need to be avoided to prevent the giant beast from becoming stronger."

Ning Ciqiu opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

She suddenly realized that she might indeed be a bit too inexperienced. Although she had benefited from her father's family background and enjoyed a smooth and successful career, she did lack experience in speaking and acting.

Perhaps I really should go down to the countryside and gain some experience?

But would that be of any use? Even if I went down to the grassroots level, there were few places in the Great Yan that didn't know me as the "youngest Vice Minister of Rites." The flattery and fawning I was expected would still be there, and it would only make her feel disgusted.

After all, she had experienced this kind of thing far too many times when she was young.

She only recently became the Vice Minister of Rites, but her father had been the Minister of Rites for a long time.