People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Forget it.

Besides, she doesn't really have the right to insult people.

"Take the doctor and leave."

Ernst and Amiya helped the Doctor out of the sarcophagus. […]

This area will soon become the core battlefield of the riots, and the Ursus people will fight tooth and nail to seize this home health and wellness device.

Ernst had no intention of getting involved any further. At this point, his task was complete. Grand Duke Baikal and Marquis Boris had both entered the game, and the rest was up to the Inner Guard and Fyodor himself.

The PhD student, however, seemed somewhat bewildered.

"Where are we going?"

It's so noisy outside.

"Is there anything I can do?"

Ernst looked at him with some surprise, then his face almost beamed with satisfaction.

it is good!it is good!it is good!

After two years of starvation, the first thing Terra the Hunger King asked upon waking up was to help with chores! What an incredible innate workaholic physique!

Indeed, opening this coffin was worthwhile!

He waved his hand:

"There are many things you can do, but not here, and not now."

"Don't worry, although I'm not very talented, I'm still a government employee! I'll make sure you get your job and your employment status sorted out!"

"Five social insurances and one housing fund, four days on, three days off, 9 to 5, year-end bonus, guaranteed satisfaction, bro!"

A look of confusion flashed across the doctor's face.

For some reason, an instinct, seemingly etched into his DNA, compelled him to react. A slight smile appeared on his lips, and he shook his head.

"I can't eat such a big pancake."

He didn't know why he answered that way, nor was he quite sure what "cake" meant.

But he saw that Ernst was smiling even more broadly.

Chapter 927 The Ruthless and Hardcore Fyodor: Concealing His Strength and Biding His Time to Seize the Opportunity!

Thick smoke and a pungent odor filled the streets, while distant firelight flickered, painting half the sky crimson. The shouts, screams, and the sound of shattering glass mingled together, creating an unsettling cacophony. Angry infected individuals brandished banners and sticks, confronting heavily armed police and military personnel. Tear gas smoke filled the air, choking everyone.

The core city of Chernobog has fallen into chaos, with a large number of military and police personnel being redeployed from their original posts, and the area around the sarcophagus has almost become a battlefield.

Or rather, this was not a riot, but a coup.

The conflict between Grand Prince Baikal and Marquis Boris is not a recent phenomenon; the sarcophagus issue merely detonated this landmine.

Grand Prince Baikal personally led his troops to storm the command tower of Chernobog, and the city has now changed hands. The original mayor, Marquis Boris, after failing to resist with his military and police, chose to disguise himself, cut off a plot of land in the core city, secede from Chernobog, and flee to the territories of other army groups.

He could evade Grand Prince Baikal's Third Army, but he couldn't escape the infected people scattered throughout the city.

He used Ursus's harsh laws against the infected as justification for his impunity, but he failed to grasp a very simple truth.

The source of power is violence, but the essence of power is trust.

In the street, in front of Ernst, he used clever words to exonerate himself, shifting all the blame onto a pitiful military policeman. He even threatened the other military policemen with their lives and property, telling them not to tell the truth. This had already caused him to lose the trust of the military police force.

At this moment, with the tree falling and the monkeys scattering, and the wall crumbling and everyone pushing, having lost his position as mayor of Chernobog, in this time of crisis, which military or police officer would be willing to risk their life to protect him?

And when the violent deterrence brought by the military and police is lost, an ordinary infected person can take his life!

Cornered in an alley by an infected person he had never seen before, he suddenly understood the despair of the infected person from yesterday.

"Stop! Don't do anything! I'll give you anything, just spare my life!"

He pleaded loudly, but the infected person opposite him simply pointed silently to his own ear.

Originium crystals spread across his face, clearly affecting his hearing.

What are you saying? I don't understand.

Of course, he could tell that the noble-looking fellow in front of him was begging for mercy.

But what does it matter? When they killed the infected, didn't they realize they were wrong? Now they're apologizing and begging for forgiveness—what good will that do?

They didn't know they were wrong; they just knew they were going to die.

Like the infected person who was executed yesterday, he also had a younger brother living in the city, and he had tried to seek help from his brother when he first got infected.

But infection is the original sin, and no one will listen to the pleas of an infected person; Ursus has always been like that. He and his brother were desperate. His brother had originally planned to help him rent a house, hide away, and slowly help him find the legendary "infected clinic" Azsari, to seek refuge and medicine from them. But the infected attack that happened yesterday suddenly made the atmosphere in the entire city tense.

Large numbers of military and police forces were mobilized, with Marquis Boris personally in command. They swept through the slums in one fell swoop. His brother, who was not infected, was mistakenly killed in the conflict between the infected and the military and police while trying to cover for him.

Ursus extinguished his last glimmer of hope for living.

He used to think that Ursus's laws were just, but now he has changed his mind.

He gives the law face and lets it uphold justice for him. If the law is unjust, then he will take matters into his own hands and seek "justice" from these damned powerful figures!

He ignored the Marquis Boris, who was kneeling and begging for mercy; the indistinct noises only made him feel nauseous and dizzy.

He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

When the crossbow bolts are fired, justice will be revealed!

Chernobog, outside the city.

The location of the Third Army Group.

Viscount Kerck has found his chance to turn the tide.

Grand Prince Baikal has entered the city. He's there to seize the sarcophagus, and also to take advantage of the riots to kill Ernst, thus forcing Ursus to wage war against the Terran nations once more.

As for why he personally entered the city, is that even a question?

Because he received advice from his "confidant whom he absolutely trusted," he felt that whether it was seizing the sarcophagus or eliminating Ernst, it was not safe to entrust these two matters to anyone else, and he still had to handle them personally!

As for who this "confidant" is?

Open your eyes and look around. Who's in charge in the Third Army right now?

Under his leadership, the Third Army surrendered very smoothly to the Center Army, which had already surrounded them.

Don't be ridiculous, how could we not surrender?

They hadn't even made any preparations or mobilizations, yet they were going to deal with the elite Central Army Group that had surrounded them directly with high-speed warships? That wasn't bravery, that was suicide!

Besides, the commander has already surrendered; they're just a bunch of people on fixed salaries, why would they risk their lives?

Do they really think they want war that much? This isn't the era of the late emperor anymore. Wars aren't guaranteed to be won, and people will die. Besides, even during the late emperor's reign, how much of the spoils from war actually reached ordinary soldiers like them?

It is true that Grand Prince Baikal enjoys high prestige within the army. However, Viscount Kerke's strategy of providing him with "infected soldiers" was precisely aimed at undermining his reputation.

One or two soldiers were forced to contract Oripathy, which might be categorized as an internal bullying problem within the military.

But what about ten, or a hundred? The military takes roll call every day. With so many people missing and so many witnesses, wouldn't a single person report it?

Are the military leaders really completely unaware?

Normally, people might not dare to speak out out of fear of authority, willingly remaining the "silent majority." But when Fyodor, the emperor of Ursus, arrived in person and announced the charges against Grand Prince Baikal, the "spiral of silence" began to take effect.

The "spiral of silence" refers to the phenomenon where, when people express their thoughts and opinions, if they see viewpoints they agree with that are widely welcomed, they will subconsciously "assert" that their views are "popular" and "self-assured" that they are "correct and reasonable." Conversely, if people do not see viewpoints they agree with, or even if they do see them but they do not have much support, or even if they are attacked and debated by many people, they will choose to remain silent and not express their opinions.

When Fyodor himself confirms that Grand Prince Baikal is "extremely guilty" and that "the evidence is irrefutable," those who were once caught in the spiral will instantly reverse their fate.

The outcry was incessant, and the Third Army defected even faster than Fyodor had anticipated.

Viscount Linkerk opportunely stepped forward to flatter him:

"Your Majesty, wherever you go, the soldiers and civilians alike welcome you with all their might. You truly have the perfect timing! The traitor Baikal is not far from his demise!"

Fyodor didn't respond, but instead gave him a meaningful look:

"Your Excellency Viscount"

"The minister is here."

Do you remember Duke Kosiché?

Viscount Kerck froze, his smile vanishing, his face turning deathly pale.

"Your Majesty, what are you saying?"

"Don't understand?"

Fyodor laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, it's alright. Considering your significant contribution this time, I will temporarily refrain from pursuing your matter with that immortal being."

"Don't forget your duties, you may step down!"

Viscount Kerck swallowed hard, his lips pressed tightly together, and left in a state of trepidation.

He suddenly understood everything.

In this grand drama, the one who betrayed them didn't win. Grand Prince Baikal, who attempted to influence Ursus's national policy, also didn't win. Marquis Boris, who coveted Chernobog and aspired to be a local tyrant, also didn't win.

Only the emperor won.

He knew all along what was going to happen in Chernobog, and he had been going along with it all along, secretly fueling the flames!

He even caught the tail of that "immortal black serpent"! His target was never just Grand Prince Baikal.

He intended to use the elimination of Grand Duke Baikal to intimidate all dissenting local warlords! He wanted to use the takeover of Chernobog to extend his imperial power beyond St. Arthur's Castle and into the local areas! He was scheming against the Black Serpent; in his heart, there might very well be a plan based on "what if Ursus really started a war!"

Unfortunately, the immortal black serpent mysteriously disappeared last year without a trace. Neither I nor Grand Duke Baikal could contact him, and even his "serpent scales" had vanished completely.

The presence of the World Summit has become increasingly prominent. Learning from the experience of Victoria, the great power of Terra should not easily break out into war again.

The sarcophagus in Chernobog was too tempting, and Ernst's visit provided just the right opportunity, which led the emperor to set the current plan.

And now it seems he won.

They won big, made a fortune!

Recalling his past disdain for Saint-Germain Castle and the new emperor, Viscount Kerk felt a chill run down his spine!

The current emperor may not be as brave and fierce as the previous emperor who came from the battlefield of the Four Emperors War in terms of military campaigns, but his ability in political maneuvering, strategy, and governance is probably more unfathomable than that of the previous emperor!

He has been biding his time for many years, and now he is finally showing his true colors! The warlords in various parts of Saskatchewan still look down on him, so it is conceivable that Baikal is the first to suffer a loss, but he probably won't be the last!

Outside Chernobog, the Vladimir.

This high-speed warship, named after the late emperor, is now the personal vessel of Emperor Fyodor of Ursus and the flagship of the Central Army Group.

When Fyodor returned to his throne, an infected person was already kneeling on one knee, waiting there.

Yes, an infected person.

Fedor's advocacy for tolerance towards those infected is not simply a political stance unrelated to the facts.

He was indeed more enlightened than the late emperor in many ways. For example, he banned the black mines, tolerated the infected, allowed the existence of infected soldiers, and was willing to give higher ranks to Sarkaz infected like Bozokasti, as long as he was willing to return to Ursus.

Although these actions have deeper underlying motives, such as shutting down illegal mines to weaken local warlords' ability to privately manufacture Originium weapons and engage in arms trading, and to reduce the exploitation and oppression of the people of Ursus by small landowners and warlords, it is undeniable that these are all positive things.

He was also happy to train infected suicide soldiers.

This assassin was the one he sent into the city to eliminate Marquis Boris.

Riots broke out in the city, the mayor died suddenly, and the murderer is suspected to be the Grand Prince of Baikal, who staged a coup in the city.

His personal command of the Central Army Group to enter the city, suppress the coup, and restore order was all perfectly reasonable.

With these two dead, Chernobog and the Far East of the Ursus Empire can enjoy many years of peace and stability.

"Success?"

"Fyodor asked."

The infected soldier nodded, then shook his head.

Fyodor frowned:

"what happened?"

“Your Majesty, Marquis Boris is dead, but I did not kill him.”

Infected people die on the road.

"He was caught in the riots by infected people in the city and died."