People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

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The civilization that began with Ers.

From the first budding life underwater, to the giant beasts of the Stone Age, and then to the first upright walking of humankind, you have witnessed much. Now, embark on your grand exploration: from the cradle of early civilizations to the vast cosmos!

He suddenly realized that he might not be able to fall asleep tonight.

Chapter 72 Wei Yanwu: Without reading Ers, one can only live a relatively unsuccessful life.

Great Yan, Longmen, Longmen Governor's Mansion.

Chen knocked on the door of the governor's mansion with a puzzled look on his face, but it was not Wei Yanwu who opened the door, but Wen Yue.

Upon seeing that the visitor was not Vina but Chen Huijie, Wen Yue breathed a slight sigh of relief and said somewhat anxiously:

"Huijie, you've finally arrived!"

"Madam." Chen greeted Wen Yue. Normally, she preferred to use more official and formal titles and didn't reveal her relationship with Wei Yanwu to outsiders. "Is Commander Wei here?" she asked.

As he spoke, he tiptoed around Wen Yue and peered into the house.

Wen Yue nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course he is, but the problem is, he's locked himself in his study for three days now. For those three days, apart from eating, drinking, and using the restroom, he's spent all his time huddled in that small study, engrossed in that book. I don't know what's gotten into him!"

"Madam, if someone is possessed, you should consult fortune tellers or charlatans. The Guard Bureau operates on science."

Upon hearing the news that Wei Yanwu was at home, Chen curled his lip, looking completely indifferent.

In fact, if it weren't for Madam Wenyue's sudden phone call early in the morning asking her to come and check on Wei Yanwu, she wouldn't have been very willing to have too much private contact with her uncle.

After all, although she and Wei Yanwu were related by blood, their differences in ideology were far more important than blood ties in certain matters.

But Wen Yue insisted, "Hui Jie, why don't you go and persuade your uncle? He's already exhausted lately. If something really happens to him, would that be a good thing for Longmen?"

Chen then pursed his lips and nodded in agreement.

Wen Yue was right. Although she and Wei Yanwu had differing opinions, she was still his subordinate and knew that Longmen's success today was inseparable from the governor's support. He also had no heir, and if something really happened, Longmen's future would be uncertain.

"Okay, let me try."

As she spoke, she entered the governor's mansion and followed Wen Yue to the study. Seeing that Wen Yue was about to knock on the door, Chen stopped her and stepped forward himself, saying:

"Commander Wei, are you inside?"

"........"

There was no sound coming from inside the room.

Chen frowned. She didn't doubt that Wen Yue would lie to her, so she simply pressed her head against the door.

Sure enough, although the sound was very faint, there were indeed slow and heavy breathing sounds in the room, along with the sound of papers being repeatedly turned over.

Wei Yanwu was indeed inside.

But he didn't respond to me?

Chen knocked on the door again, this time with more force:

"Commander Wei! Just say one word in there! You have to go to the Guard Bureau this morning for your year-end summary, and you have to rehearse your New Year's address tonight. How long are you going to stay in this room?"

“Cough cough cough…”

Wei Yanwu's voice finally came from inside the room, his tired body carrying a strange excitement.

"I'll leave the year-end summary to you. As for rehearsing the New Year's address, there's no rush, there's still time. Let me take a look at it a bit more."

Chen finally couldn't hold back any longer and directly opened the unlocked study door, looking at Wei Yanwu sitting at the desk.

At this moment, Wei Yanwu's expression was exceptionally serious, but it wasn't directed at Chen's unauthorized intrusion into the study; rather, it was focused on the thin sheet of paper in his hand.

He held a delicate small magnifying glass in his hand, reading the manuscript bit by bit, or even word by word, as if he were not reading a novel, but studying an obscure ancient document, or pondering a wildly imaginative philosophical question.

What's most striking isn't him, but the piles of books of varying sizes and thicknesses stacked on his desk, beside his desk, and beside his chair, almost completely engulfing him.

Most of these books are about history, with a large portion focusing on the history of the Yan Kingdom. A smaller portion is more in-depth, belonging to the category of highbrow literary and philosophical works.

Chen even spotted several books without covers and even older bamboo slips among them, clearly valuable items from Wei Yanwu's collection. But at this moment, he brought them all out as reference materials and examples for comparison.

Now, even Chen had to take it seriously.

Wei Yanwu clearly doesn't have dementia, nor has he been a victim of telecom fraud or joined a cult or pyramid scheme; he's researching something. He's even neglecting to eat or sleep for it.

"What are you looking at?" she asked as she walked up to her.

Wei Yanwu then noticed Chen's intrusion, and seeing her approach, he hurriedly shouted to stop her:

"Don't step on that manuscript!"

"What?" Chen stopped abruptly, his raised foot hovering in mid-air. He looked down and noticed a thin manuscript still lying on his feet.

She looked up and around, only then realizing that on top of every pile of books in the study lay a page of manuscript paper covered in dense writing. It was like a general outline, listed above each type of book.

Seeing that Chen had stopped, Wei Yanwu breathed a slight sigh of relief, put down the magnifying glass in his hand, and although the fatigue on his face was hard to hide, he still explained with full energy:

"I'm watching an epic."

"Superintendent Chen, are you also interested in my research?"

Chen's brows were still furrowed, but he gently shook his head: "I'm not interested, but your condition these past few days has already worried Aunt Wenyue."

Wei Yanwu looked at Wen Yue, who was standing guard at the door with a worried expression, and asked blankly:

"How many days?"

“To be precise, it’s been three days! Yanwu!” Wenyue said, “Ever since that morning, when that diplomat from As... that Sherag handed you these manuscripts, you’ve been like you’re possessed!”

Wei Yanwu looked up at the wall clock in the study, somewhat incredulous:

"That's impossible, it's only 12 o'clock now. Only 3 hours have passed, right?"

“3 days and 3 hours. Commander Wei.” Chen said, “Never mind, as long as you’re alright, Aunt Wenyue can rest assured. I have to go to work this afternoon, so I’ll be leaving now.”

"Wait, Huijie," Wei Yanwu suddenly called out to stop her.

He stood up, took out his phone, and photographed each stack of pages along with his reference books. He then organized the pages, pulled out the stack related to Yan, and put it in his drawer. Reluctantly, he handed the rest to Chen, saying:

"Please give these manuscripts to Miss Beatrice Swire. Have her contact the best publishers and prepare for publication."

"Huh?" Chen asked, puzzled. "Why do we have to go to Swire?"

“The content of this book deserves the best resources,” Wei Yanwu said.

Chen then asked, "Then why did you put that stack away?"

Wei Yanwu replied, "Because that involves state secrets."

What kind of book could possibly involve state secrets?

Chen, with a look of utter disbelief, accepted the manuscript and turned to leave.

After Chen left, Wei Yanwu sat down again, took out the manuscript, and continued his classification and research.

Wen Yue walked into the room somewhat nervously and asked, "Does this book really involve state secrets? I didn't feel that way when I was reading it."

Wei Yanwu smiled and nodded, then shook his head: "It involves state secrets that everyone knows, and things that nobody knows are not in this book."

Just as Wen Yue breathed a sigh of relief, Wei Yanwu added, "Moreover, the reason you don't have this feeling is because Ernst didn't give you the rest of the content."

He grinned, looking quite impressed, and said:

"Ha, this book is quite interesting, just like its introduction: there's really nothing new under the sun."

"However, the main reason I kept these pages is that I haven't finished reading them yet."

Wei Yanwu said with a completely self-righteous expression,

"How could I, the dignified Governor of Lungmen, endure the pain of a hiatus? Until I finish reading this part, the [China] chapter, no one is going to take it from me!"

After saying that, he lowered his head again and began to read and search through the content he had just been working on.

He had just finished reading the "Ersian Kingdoms - China Chapter" section, specifically the "Ersian - Chinese Mythology" era, which corresponds to the period of "Gods and Beasts Walking on the Earth".

Although the Chinese mythological system may be limited by the writing skills of Ernst, who called himself "Prime Minister Scherrag," it is characterized by "complexity" and "fragmentation." However, the few myths experienced by the "observer" in the research book alone were enough to give Wei Yanwu a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, and he even forgot about time.

Because Ernst clearly had in-depth knowledge of the history of the Great Yan Dynasty:

Myths such as "Nuwa Creates Humans" – [the Great Yan Beast's domestication and enslavement of early humans and humans' worship of the beast], "Houyi Shoots Down the Suns" – [the early gods' conflict with the beasts], "Yu Gong Moves the Mountain" – [the origin of early human earth and wood masters], and the myth of Emperor Zhuanxu's "Severing the Connection Between Heaven and Earth," which clearly hints at the ancient Yan Kingdom's [War to Slay the Gods].

In ancient times, Emperor Zhuanxu appointed Chong, the Southern Minister, to oversee the heavens, and Li, the Northern Minister, to oversee the earth. During the reigns of Emperors Tang and Yu, the lineage of Chong and Li continued, and they were put in charge of these duties again. This continued through the Xia and Shang dynasties, hence the Chong and Li clans maintained the order of heaven and earth for generations.

This is called the severing of the connection between heaven and earth!

It means that in heaven and on earth, gods and humans each perform their duties and do not interfere with each other.

The giant beasts (gods) that refused to submit to the True Dragon's command and guard the land of Great Yan were driven out of the country, and people were allowed to manage their own affairs.

"Chong" and "Li," the two gods who reshaped order, appear in "The Chronicles of Erslie Kingdom" as gods who obey Emperor Zhuanxu, but their real prototypes are clearly the celestial behemoth "Sui" that chose to help the Great Yan when driving away the giant beasts, and the organization "Si Sui Tai" that was established after completing the mission of slaying the gods in order to supervise Sui and maintain national order from being disrupted by the giant beasts.

The ability to depict the ancient, mysterious, and even partially lost myths of the Great Yan Dynasty, along with the social background, culture, and human condition of that time, in the form of a science fiction novel like "The Chronicles of Erslie," while undergoing a certain degree of artistic embellishment and modification, does not lack authenticity and historical accuracy. How can such a book not be called an "epic"?

Wei Yanwu has now figured it out: behind Vina's Aslan, there might not just be some secular power, but rather the scheme of an immortal being, or even a behemoth or beast lord. Because how could they possibly know these secrets if they hadn't personally experienced that era?

And this book is a pre-announcement.

This foreshadows the arrival of an organization called "Sharag" across Terra, which is about to take center stage in a way never before seen.

But so what?

Wei Yanwu would not refuse the publication of such an "epic," as it would be a boon to the entire Terra.

As for what new moves "Sherag" might make after this epic, that's not something he needs to worry about.

He just wanted to immediately begin exploring the [Ers - Chinese Empire] chapter and experience what kind of country, culture, and splendor this civilization, modeled after the Great Yan, could create after the end of that magnificent mythological era of divine battles!

Moreover, he was also very much looking forward to the descriptions of "oceans," "sky," and even "vast starry sky" that were mentioned in the basic setting chapter of "Ers - World"—those that were truly "science fiction content"!

"What a great book!"

He praised her sincerely, then the next second he angrily slammed his fist on the table.

"That damn Ernst! Why isn't he finished yet?! Who does he think he's going to fob us off with just a first draft?! We need more updates!"

Even though he knew the other party might be backed by a behemoth or its lord—someone who wasn't short of money—Wei Yanwu still wanted to shout:

"Update it right now! Shut up! And take my money!"

Chapter 73 Pharaoh: Nothing is impossible on Earth!

Longmen, Swire Group.

Despite it being working hours, Miss Beatrice Swire had to return to her family business, which had nothing but vulgar wealth.

There was nothing we could do. Who told that Governor Wei Yanwu, a man of such high standing, to send that pink-faced dragon to the Imperial Guard Bureau, specifically asking us to help find a channel to publish this dubious manuscript?

Looking at the five large characters "The Chronicles of Erzley" on the first page of the manuscript, Swire was speechless.

"Would anyone actually buy a manuscript that sounds like an old-fashioned history book just from its title?"

She is a fashion enthusiast who follows trends. Although she doesn't deliberately demand that she always be at the forefront of fashion, she believes that she never falls behind the ever-changing aesthetics of modern people.

Therefore, Swire had absolutely no interest in the unremarkable names on this stack of manuscripts.

If someone like her, with excellent upbringing and a good interest in books, couldn't get interested, then it's even less likely that ordinary people from less privileged backgrounds, whose minds are in a state of entertainment to the death, would be interested.

She could imagine how deserted the bookstore would be if the book were actually published.

"The person who wrote this book must have suffered a huge loss."

She shook her head and sighed.

Indeed, she hadn't seen the manuscript herself, but that was enough. Modern society is long past the era of "good wine needs no bush." ​​Even the title wasn't appealing enough, and with books rarely getting suitable celebrities to endorse them, "The Chronicles of Erzley" would likely be difficult to even spot on a bookstore shelf, let alone become a bestseller.

"I don't know what Pink Dragon and Commander Wei were thinking. Isn't this a waste of money?"

Muttering to herself, Swire still honestly carried the book up to the large room on the top floor.

Publishing a book isn't particularly difficult, but it's not exactly easy either. While Swire Group dabbles in various business sectors, its publications are mostly fashion magazines, beauty guides, or, to put it more bluntly, Playboy-like publications. This is truly the first time they've seriously released a science fiction novel set in an alternate world.

This area is outside her authority; she'd have to ask her troublesome business associates who are always dealing with orders worth billions, or simply report it to the old man.

On the top floor of the Swire Group's building, which is about 40 times the height of the Sherag government offices, Swire overlooked the bustling streets of Longmen. In the end, they decided to just tell the old man directly.