People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

If a country can maintain its glory and isolation indefinitely, remaining self-sufficient, then why would it need to interact with other countries? Take Kjerag as an example. If it weren't for the changing situation in recent years, with countries like Victoria eyeing Kjerag's lands, and its ambitious older brother constantly making big moves and disturbing the peace of the snow leopards in the mountains, Kjerag might have remained in its remote mountain village for hundreds more years!

Not to mention, they were dealing with a land-based civilization that, in Agor's eyes, was not much different from primitive people!

There's no such thing as an unsolicited favor; it's either a lie or a thief. Agor did this for one reason only—they couldn't handle what was in the sea themselves, they were desperate, and had no choice but to ask for help from the land!

Yes, a call for help. Ernst didn't use the wrong word.

While the land-based civilization may be underdeveloped, it's because they didn't rely heavily on the legacy of previous civilizations, and some of it was even misused (referring to Originium). In other words, they got to where they are today through their own hard work, good or bad, which is fundamentally different from your reliance on cheats.

Agor's target is these unexploded remnants of pre-civilizations on land. Their contact with terrestrial civilizations is nothing more than an excuse to find those relics, upgrade their own abilities, and usher in a second wave of outbreak to push the Sea Legion back!

Otherwise, do they really expect terrestrial civilizations to help them fill in the gaps? They'd be more likely to fund the evolution of marine life!

Given this, are there still people who think that we can completely believe everything Agor says?

They themselves can't even get past the [Deep Blue Tree] hurdle!

However, everything has two sides, and contradictions also have primary and secondary aspects, as well as major and minor aspects.

Agor's move was undeniably greedy. He was clearly there to get something for free, but he acted like he was the boss and that it was his turn to take advantage of others. That was certainly arrogant.

But they are indeed genuinely strong. That's something you have to acknowledge; anyone who can't recognize that is a fool.

If a war were to break out, Ernst had absolutely no hope that the Terran civilization could defeat Agor.

Therefore, at this point, we need to use an experience from Ernst's previous life.

If this pie is on your face, then eat it. But while eating, remember to eat it critically, eat it with indignation, and eat it without forgetting your original intentions!

We must always remember, why aren't we the ones handing out the pie? We should use the pie delivered to our mouths to strengthen ourselves, taking the essence and discarding the dross!

As for dealing with Agor, it's quite simple. In short:

I refuse to do anything I can do, but I agree to do anything I can't.

As for drawing a pie in the sky, there's no logic to say that drawing a pie in the sky is Agor's exclusive domain. Land civilizations can draw pie in the sky just like any other civilization, and they can also have masters of making pie in the sky!

As for whether Agor will have any objections.

When Daario begged for food from the nations of Terra, did the nations of Terra have any objections?

Judging from the fact that the Duke of Castells had to take a detour to see Dario, he certainly had his opinions.

But why is no one stopping Dario?

Because although Dario was begging, he did solve a real problem for them and satisfied their main interest—Iberia was genuinely fighting against the Sea Kings.

These are the principal and secondary aspects of the contradiction. The contradiction of the Sea Siege is something that the nations of Terra will have to face sooner or later. The principal aspect is that the nations themselves have to fight against the Sea Siege, which would require a huge amount of money and resources.

On a secondary front, Dario wanted money, and then let Iberia fight it out. Although this also cost money, at least not many people died. They only needed to make payments and didn't have to keep an eye on the coast all the time, which made it easier for them to have internal conflicts elsewhere.

Smart people know how to choose.

Similarly, the same applies to Agor.

They want the legacy of a previous civilization, and the World Summit will give them the green light. The cooperation with Iberia is just a pretext; since they want it, Ernst can certainly provide it.

As for whether they actually found it...

So what if we found it?

[The Preservator] Trevor Friston is underground in Tremont, Columbia, which is now controlled by Mark Max, a super AI left over from a previous civilization. Would his own son tolerate you self-proclaimed adopted sons who steal the inheritance to make your fortune?

Besides, the Preservator has some data, but not much. And it's not like they're powerless; Agor can't possibly coerce Trevor Friston, because Agor really can delete the database!

If the Preservator truly has a way to help Agor deal with the Sealings, then Ernst has no reason to stop them. Eliminating the Sealings would be good for the entire Terra. Since the land forces are insufficient, letting the ocean handle that is acceptable.

We'll talk about the future when it comes.

As for the other two, [Heaven's Pivot], does Agor have a recording? Even if he does, Ernst can simply explain its purpose to them. If they don't believe him, then let [The Preservator] explain.

As for Originium, there's even less to worry about.

Lao Pu is still alive and kicking, and Lao Bo's coffin will be opened soon. The body is warm, which is reassuring.

Even if we take a step back and assume Ernst has already settled this score.

If Agor, a civilization far more powerful than the land-based civilizations, wanted to destroy the land-based civilizations, there would be little difference between destroying them now and destroying them after obtaining other legacies.

They can do it right now.

It's better to take this opportunity to repair it and develop it, even if we don't know how long it will take. But every extra day is an extra day of life.

When the disparity in strength is too great, any scheme will appear pale and powerless. Just as Ernst could not use the power of a small country like Sherag to bring down the powerful Duchy of Kester, he could only put the Duke of Kester in a difficult position and make her do some harmless but life-saving "losing deals".

This deal won't cost much, but it will have a significant impact. This is an example of achieving great things with little money.

At that time, he could not have imagined that one day he would represent a terrestrial civilization to discuss similar matters with a maritime civilization that was far more advanced than terrestrial civilization.

You'll lose a little money. If you want something, find it yourselves. I'll develop my character for a while first.

This is the limit that a small politician like him can achieve.

Clementa turned her gaze to Ernst.

She couldn't quite figure out this young man, Felin.

His attitude had been so cold just moments before, but now, when Iberia refused him, he immediately intervened, even adding a hint of threat, demanding that Iberia submit.

That's interesting. To what extent can he achieve this?

Clementine turned around and asked seriously:

"Mr. Ernst, can you take responsibility for what you just said?"

"Can you represent Iberia and agree to Agor's cooperation?"

Carmen was about to say something in her defense when Alfonso raised his hand and covered his old friend's mouth.

You clueless old Li Boli, how old are you and you still don't understand things? That's what you can't do!

Although Alfonso didn't have a clear understanding of Ernst's status and position, he could tell from Bikamen that Ernst was helping Iberia gain benefits!

This ship is over sixty years old; how easy is it to repair? Can Iberia do it?

Besides, Agor personally repaired this ship; did he really use technology from over sixty years ago? Is that even possible?

Someone can easily show you a skill that you could learn in a lifetime!

Besides, even if we take a step back, this was something "Ernst agreed on your behalf," not something you personally agreed to. Even if you want to consider the impact, the gossip behind the scenes won't affect you.

This young man has thought of everything and has enough courage. If he were older and an Iberian, he would have been a great hero in the Iberian past! And you, staring at him with wide eyes!

They don't even want a freebie, and they act innocent even after getting a good deal. I, Alfonso, can't stand it anymore!

Carmen was still struggling, but how could his strength be a match for the half-Hyperion Alfonso?

Seeing that Alfonso had stopped Carmen, Ensler breathed a slight sigh of relief.

If Carmen were to interfere at this point, he would really have to consider whether to release a plan and immediately replace him with Dalio.

They don't act so high and mighty.

You're always thinking about the future and the consequences, but do you even consider whether Iberia has the right to do so?

What's readily available and in your mouth is what tastes best. Trying to quench your thirst by looking at plums or satisfy your hunger by drawing a picture of a cake will never fill your stomach!

Ernst took a deep breath and nodded:

"I can."

“Iberia is a member state of the World Summit. I am the interim secretary-general of the World Summit, and I will later submit a proposal on this matter to the meeting of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council for consideration.”

"I can guarantee he'll pass!"

It's a very simple guarantee.

But it's powerful enough, and reassuring enough.

Colombia, listen to me. Victoria, give me some face. Letania, the concert is imminent, the anti-terrorism campaign is already absent, if you continue to disagree, your position as a mere member of the five permanent members will be in jeopardy! Ursus, follow suit, as long as Yan doesn't object, the bill will pass.

If necessary, Ernst could also play the "Sui Beast" card. Ernst believed that Yan Kingdom would definitely "be a wise man who knows when to yield."

Looking back on his journey, he hadn't been without any accumulation over the years. Reputation and connections are consumables; he didn't use them, precisely to wait for a crucial moment.

That was the time.

Clementine gazed at Ernst, her pale blue eyes flashing with a mixture of emotions—curiosity, surprise, and admiration. After a long while, she closed her eyes and nodded.

"I see."

“Very swift: KMB - 3 zero wise decision, Secretary Ernst.”

"Let us wish this maritime and land cooperation a great success!"

She reached out her hand again.

This time, without any interruptions, Ernst also reached out and grasped those slightly cold, soft hands.

"Shall we go and take a look at Agor?"

Suddenly, Clementa asked a rather abrupt question.

Ernst paused slightly: "Now? An official visit would be a bit rushed."

"No, it was a personal invitation."

Clementine smiled.

“You still don’t know much about Agor, so I’d like to take this opportunity to introduce it to you.”

"Incidentally," she paused, a smile playing on her lips, "I also want to prove to the well-mannered Mr. Ernst that I truly do not have a secret agent."

P.S.: This one has 5500 words, making it the longest one I've written so far. Agor is a very complex country, containing issues like YJ's overridden settings, numerical inflation, and a fragmented world. It wasn't easy to reconcile everything, but the author did their best. If you enjoyed reading it, please vote for it!

Chapter 762 Blue Cardwood would like this kind of subject matter, Mr. Ernst

Terra, the sea, the Stutifaira.

Whether Ernst will agree or not is still uncertain, but the Preservator in the sky is already in an uproar!

"Damn it, can someone tell me what's going on here?"

The Colombian officer has gone mad.

What exactly happened in the past hour or so is something that probably no one present could clearly explain.

First, there was a loud bang in the sky, followed by complete silence. The waves surged in from the horizon like a curtain, carrying a large number of sea creatures and dinosaurs. If you didn't know better, you would think it was the end of the world!

The Preservator reacted almost immediately, with the officer trying to call for a retreat. But no matter how loud or furious his roar, the soldiers just stared blankly at the tsunami on the horizon, as if stunned.

These are supposed to be elite Colombian soldiers, so why are they so useless at this point?

The officer rushed forward, ready to yell at him, but before he could even utter a word, he realized something was wrong.

What about the sound?

His leather boots made a clattering sound as they stepped on the steel floor, a sound that he found utterly captivating, especially for someone experiencing the skies for the first time.

This gave him a sense of groundedness, and also a feeling of exhilaration, as if he were the only one who mattered.

If he weren't a relative of Vice President Wilson, how could he have gotten this position?

But now, that voice has disappeared.

Not only that sound disappeared, but all sound vanished. He scanned his surroundings; soldiers were running frantically, his adjutant was calling out anxiously, and the soldiers in front of him were staring blankly at the tsunami that was already not far away. Everyone seemed busy, but he didn't know what they were busy with.

Because the sound is gone.

Whether seeking help, requesting orders, or simply venting emotions, there was no sound at all.

In a moment of madness, the officer suddenly remembered the words his wife had told him when he boarded the "Preserver" as a member of the anti-terrorism force and arrived in Iberia.

"Wiesman, you're the first man to board our Columbia airship, you're amazing."

"But don't relax too much. I heard from my friend that Iberia is no good place. The natural disasters there are terrifying! It's called something like the Great Serenity. Yes, the Great Serenity!"

"It's said that it can directly destroy a country!"

The officer was so pleased with himself that he completely disregarded what was obviously a rumor.

He had indeed heard of the Great Tranquility, but in his view, it was nothing more than a massive natural disaster that occurred more than sixty years ago. At that time, Iberia appeared prosperous, but it lacked mobile cities to escape natural disasters, and its cities were located too far from the ocean. As a result, when the natural disaster struck, they had no time to react and suffered devastating damage!

But what about him? Beneath his feet lies a revolutionary superweapon! The first airship built by Columbia, one of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council! He had heard countless theoretical gurus in the research institute boast about its capabilities!

He even felt that he could blast the disaster cloud apart with a single shot, just like the experiment the Victorians conducted in Londinium more than twenty years ago!

At worst, he could just run away. After all, this is Iberia; they're here to gain prestige, to rack up credit, and to test their weapons. If something really serious happens, they can just cover it up, right?