People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Civilizations like ancient Egypt, ancient Babylon, and ancient India have stagnated, perished, or ceased to exist. Therefore, Ernst can say that these ancient kingdoms that once existed should not become shackles that imprison the emerging civilizations in this region.

But you're telling me this land (universe) belongs to ancient China?

Sorry, but we haven't perished or been discontinued! We're right here, and nobody can take us away. You want to debate this "freedom and civilization" nonsense? Don't be ridiculous. You probably don't understand what "long history and unbroken lineage" means. You might need me to explain to you what "since ancient times, all land belongs to the emperor" means!

The ancient civilization is equivalent to ancient China in this metaphor.

If someone is truly not quite dead yet, then their status is undeniable, and you simply have to accept it, without any other reason.

Forget all this nonsense about logic and reason, they're the ones who are right!

Under Ernst's gaze, Kelsey nodded with a strange expression. (June 4th)

Ernst felt like the sky had fallen; he didn't even care to ask them what they had said anymore.

Christensen, still somewhat curious, added:

"What did they say?"

“Uh…” Kelsey glanced at Ernst, seemingly hesitating about something.

Ernst nodded:

"Speak, there's nothing to hide. This can be considered one of the achievements of Project Star-Picking."

After saying that, he muttered something under his breath, in a voice only he could hear:

"Although it wasn't a great result."

Having received Ernst's consent, Kelsey pursed her lips, bowed slightly to Ernst, apologized, and said:

"Lord Ernst, you asked me to say this, remember to protect me later."

She swallowed hard, selected her words carefully, and then, using Victorian English with a less offensive vocabulary, spoke aloud:

"Priestess *Victoria profanity*, Priestess you *Victoria profanity*, Priestess you and the Prophet are both *Victoria profanity*!"

"Treasure treasure ...

Ernst: "???"

His mind went blank, his gaze at Kal'tsit was somewhat unfocused, and his lips were slightly parted, as if he had suddenly contracted some kind of disease that causes people to stare blankly and drool.

But Kal'tsit's voice did not stop.

She's still cursing!

She is still outputting!

Before Priscilla even appeared, she had already surpassed God!

Wait, is the passage the shapeshifter imitated really that long? How long has it been? I feel like you stopped translating at all after that; you just got carried away with cursing!

Chapter 1028 You betrayed me, you betrayed all of us.

This is never what I wanted.

I never intended for the survival plans to attack each other.

We once sought survival together in the apocalypse, but you betrayed me, betrayed all of us. You stole the power of the treasure and lied to your comrades.

Looking at Ernst's bewildered eyes, Kelsey's back was already soaked with cold sweat.

She dared not speak, she couldn't say it, she was afraid.

Her pale lips opened and closed, uttering words of harsh and offensive rebukes. These scathing rebukes directed at the "priestess" even caused Ernst to lose his mind.

After all, in his eyes, Precyth had never done anything that would anger heaven and man, so he shouldn't be cursed like this.

Ernst didn't know what Precys had done, but Kal'tsit gleaned part of the truth from the fragmented murmurs relayed by the shapeshifter. She wanted to speak, but in the next instant of hesitation due to fear, a faint diamond-shaped mark appeared in her vision.

PRTSISWATCHINGYOU!

Kal'tsit stopped herself from speaking and instead began to rely on her instincts, filling the panic in her heart with more breath.

That's how cats are; the more afraid they are, the more they hiss. Kal'tsit already had some reservations about Prismus, and now, after being frightened again, her mouth just wouldn't stop.

To Ernst, Kelsey's translation clearly went beyond the content of the murmurs repeated by the Shapeshifter horde.

It felt like she was genuinely showing her emotions.

Christensen couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted her with a frown:

“Ms. Kal'tsit, stop, I said stop.”

She covered Kal'tsit's mouth, forcibly bringing Kal'tsit back to her senses, and asked with a puzzled look,

“I’ve been concerned about this since the very beginning.”

What does "treasure" mean?

"Why repeat 'Hedgehog Folding Agent: One Plum Three' so many times?"

"What language is this? Is it the language Friston and his group use?"

Kal'tsit blinked, about to answer, when Ernst preemptively replied:

"Treasure is a code name. As for why it's been repeated so many times, we don't know. But this language is indeed used by Trevor Friston and his team. So it's normal that we don't understand it."

Christensen nodded:

"Then why choose such a strange code name?"

“I don’t know either.” Ernst shook his head.

He had never explored this question. The ancient civilization used code names, and this code name was given to him by the doctor and his colleagues. How could he know what they were thinking?

Moreover, what right does Christensen have to say such things? Her title of "Chief Administrator" is quite abstract.

In most companies, the boss is addressed as Chairman or CEO, or at least simply as Boss. But Christensen requires everyone in the company to call her Commander-in-Chief. In the entire Colombian tech industry, only RheinLife uses this title.

In a previous interview, Kristen seriously explained this issue, saying, "The term 'general manager' means to be in charge of everything and to oversee all departments." But everyone at Rhine Life knew how humorous her statement was.

You will never see the head of the construction department in the head office. This has become a company rule that newcomers to Rhine Life must learn. So let me ask you, what have you "headed"?

Her nickname itself is full of a kind of beauty that is both "reduced by plagiarism" and "unconventional".

To be honest, this perfectly reflects Christensen's personality—innovative, unconventional, and maverick.

Kristen had no idea what Ernst was thinking, but she nodded thoughtfully.

Meanwhile, Kal'tsit rubbed her eyes, and when she looked in Ernst's direction again, the faint diamond pattern that had appeared behind him had disappeared.

Precys looked away? So quickly?

It seems we managed to fool them?

Before she could even catch her breath, there was a loud knocking on the door.

Well, to be honest, Kal'tsit felt that the word "heavy" was not quite enough to describe it.

When the door was knocked on, the whole room seemed to shake, and even the water in the glass on the table wobbled.

This is the futuristic conference room at the Columbia Space Center. If it were made of less advanced materials, those two punches might have caused it to disintegrate like the Soviet Union.

Ernst paused, then looked at Christensen, who also shook her head.

They shouldn't have invited any other guests.

Who would dare to swagger in here and disrupt their meeting at this time?

Ernst gestured to Kal'tsit, who walked to the door. The shapeshifter then transformed into an air conditioner in the corner, and Kal'tsit opened the door.

Outside the door, a silver-haired, red-eyed girl dressed in hunter's attire had a cute and innocent expression on her face, her hand raised in mid-air, as if she was about to knock twice more.

Beside her, Clementine seemed completely surprised that it was Kal'tsit who opened the door.

She looked at Kal'tsit, reacted for a moment, then suddenly realized something and quickly asked:

"Is Mr. Ernst here?"

Kal'tsit was speechless.

If Clementa's reaction was slow, it's unclear how she thought of herself; upon seeing herself, she immediately realized Ernst was there. Yet, if you were to say she was quick, she didn't even bother to find out who Christensen was currently conversing with.

But it's not really Clementa's fault.

Firstly, Ernst's private conversation with Christensen this afternoon was a completely unexpected event. He had only planned to come to welcome the "heroes returning from the universe," confirm the results of the Star-Picking Project, and then go to see the Doctor with Kal'tsit.

His schedule is very tight. After meeting with the Doctor, he might not even have time to rest before heading straight to the endless ice plains of Sami to direct the rescue operation for Mariam and confront the source of one of Terra's three major crises, the "Stargate" that fell from space and became a conduit for the corrupted Stargate.

If Christensen hadn't contacted her at the last minute, saying she had important business to attend to, he would probably already be on Rhodes Island by now.

Even Clementa would hardly be able to figure out such a last-minute change in plans, let alone Agor, who doesn't dare to monitor Ernst's whereabouts right now.

Secondly, Clementsa's purpose in coming here was not exactly "upright and honorable".

Openly poaching someone's talent? That's shameless.

Ernst's emphasis on terrestrial civilizations is evident to all. Clementa's attempt to poach him on Hera's orders was already a dangerous move. However, if Christensen agreed, the process could be considered as Christensen's own choice. With Agor's further embellishment, Ernst would have no reason to prevent a scientist from pursuing better research conditions and social benefits.

But before Christensen agrees, these things must be done behind the backs of the land-based civilizations. So Clementa couldn't inform the Colombians, "I'm here to poach your people," nor could she inform the World Summit, "Let's schedule a meeting with Christensen this afternoon." She could only sneak in and knock on the door.

The feeling of stealing is very strong.

Unexpectedly, before she left, Skadi from Deepsea Hunters approached her and said she wanted to go with her.

Clementa wanted to refuse; logically speaking, how could she bring too many people on such a trip?

But she couldn't beat Skadi, so Skadi's reasoning was valid.

So this scene happened.

Clementa's voice was a mixture of fear and delight.

The fear stemmed from being caught red-handed poaching someone, much like Old Wang being caught cheating; naturally, he panicked.

The surprise is that, although the mission appears to have failed, the Grand Consul of Heratia will certainly have nothing to say about the report now that it has been submitted.

If you have something to say, go talk to Ernst Kaka, young Hernandez!

"Since Mr. Ernst is here, we'll be taking our leave. We're very sorry to have disturbed you."

Clementine apologized and turned to leave with Skadi.

She tried to pull Raskati's hand, but couldn't.

I tried to pull it out, but it still wouldn't budge.

I tugged at it with both hands, but it still wouldn't budge.

Skadi moved, taking a step forward that caused Clementa to stumble, but she was oblivious, her gaze shifting back and forth between Ernst and Christensen:

"you"

“I feel a sense of familiarity about you all.”

Ernst's gaze sharpened as he looked thoughtfully at Skadi, asking as if to confirm something:

"Luo?"

Skadi did not react.

Ernst shook his head, feeling both disappointed and relieved.

It seems that he is overthinking.

When Kal'tsit translated that long string of "treasures," he was almost scared to death. Then Skadi suddenly arrived at that exact moment, and Ernst almost thought he had "fallen into a trap" without realizing it!

It now seems there wasn't any large net slowly spreading out in the sea. Skadi's arrival was purely a coincidence caused by Clementa.

He exhaled and gave the order:

"Ms. Clementa, you're here to see Christensen, aren't you?"

“We are very willing to share the technological achievements of this satellite-hunting mission with the ocean. I personally believe that Agor’s technology will definitely be able to conduct a more detailed analysis of the outer space data brought back by Christensen and draw more reliable conclusions.”

"It's alright, you can talk. Once you've finalized the details of the cooperation, you can come back to me. If I'm not available, you can contact Vina or my secretary, Holhaya. They can both take you to the World Summit to submit your proposal. I believe that as long as Agor's offer is fair enough, Land will be very willing to cooperate with Ocean in the field of aerospace."

Ernst stood up, gestured to Kal'tsit, who nodded in understanding, walked to the side, bent down, and, under everyone's astonished gazes, picked up the "Air Conditioner Transformer" from the corner, and nodded to Ernst.

Ernst's lips twitched.

Is it possible for you to change the appearance of a shapeshifter?

Well, he could understand that Kal'tsit wanted to keep the shapeshifter trump card hidden as much as possible. After all, the land had always been basically transparent to the sea in terms of intelligence, and the only thing that might be able to turn the tide for the land in this area was the shapeshifter.

Before the ocean and land truly become one, Kal'tsit's decision to preserve each other's trump cards can be seen as a consideration for the land.