People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Even if she wanted to say a bad word about Priscilla, it would be impossible. Priscilla was also a human being, and a girl with a bit of a romantic streak and a little quirky charm. She wouldn't allow a pet whose mind was full of scheming against her to speak ill of her to her best friend and her yet-to-awaken lover all day long.

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This is why Kal'tsit's yawning decreased significantly in Ernst's presence, her politeness increased significantly, and she even started addressing him as "Sir" repeatedly.

The same applies to people with doctoral degrees.

However, thanks to Ernst, she managed to save her life.

Not getting a satisfactory answer, the PhD student was somewhat discouraged.

He instinctively felt that this figure, whom he had only met once since waking up, but who he often saw in Ernst's words and in his revived memories, must have a very profound meaning for him.

It's more than just the simple meaning of "beloved".

He wanted to find out, but unfortunately there seemed to be no clue for the time being.

"PhD?"

A call snapped the Doctor out of his reverie. He turned around and, together with Kal'tsit, turned his gaze toward the intruding girl from Katarina.

Amiya blinked and reminded her:

"Doctor, Mr. Tin Man from Columbia is looking for you."

Chapter 1048 This is our only chance to communicate with her on an equal footing.

"Doctor, I'm sorry, am I bothering you by calling you at this time?"

Draping his yellow trench coat over the back of the chair, Tin Man tightened his tie, smoothed out the wrinkles on his shirt, and looked at the Doctor with the utmost professionalism and respect.

The doctor shook his head slightly:

"It's not a matter of disturbing or not disturbing."

He pulled out a chair and sat down, a hint of weariness still lingering in his eyes. He waved his hand listlessly.

"Mr. Tin Man, who are you representing?"

"Sarkaz? The Melander Foundation? Or Mark Max?"

The tin man, who was about to sit down, paused involuntarily. The swollen eye sockets on his metal head shone brighter, and the pale yellow light within them seemed to increase, as if he were quite surprised.

"You know a lot!"

The Doctor accepted the coffee from Kal'tsit, quietly thanked her, and glanced at the tin man:

"In my study of your language, I believe that the title of 'Doctor' inherently implies 'a learned person.' It's perfectly normal for me to know more."

"Moreover, Mr. Tin Man, I have always been trying to understand this world."

The doctor is a traveler across time, on this completely unfamiliar land, where he knows almost nothing and understands nothing.

Even though he remembered some things recently, those things have little to do with this land now.

Advanced technology requires equally advanced materials. The doctor couldn't simply assemble a starship from a pile of planks that could travel in space and withstand solar storms. Naturally, he also couldn't achieve the miracle of "being born with knowledge" by directly transmitting information into the brain, as humans in pre-civilization eras did.

He could only increase his understanding of this land in the most traditional way—that is, through reading, communication, and practice.

In order to make a difference as soon as possible and not disappoint those who had high hopes for him—even though he didn’t know why anyone would have such high expectations of someone who knew nothing—he chose to set these anchors representing the “beginning” on these few people.

From Amiya's past experiences, he understood Terra's people's livelihood, society, and their hopes for the future.

From Kal'tsit's arduous journey of ten thousand years, he learned about Terra's history, culture, and the roots of life's suffering, which symbolize the past.

From Ernst's three-year journey, he learned about Terra's politics, economy, and the beginning and end of the struggles between nations, which symbolized the present.

He has only been awake for a little over two months, but thanks to smooth information transmission channels, abundant information sources, and the sincere help from those around him, he knows more than many Terrans who claim to "understand" Terra.

The information about Mark Max came from Ernst and Kelsey.

"Mr. Tin Man, now tell me why you suddenly contacted me?"

Dr. Er gently tapped the table. Even at this moment, he was still busy in his mind solving the puzzle left by Precys and communicating with the Tin Man. He did not want to spend too much time on calculations, so he tried to keep it as simple as possible.

Sisi shrugged; he could also sense the anxiety in the doctor's words, so he stopped being coy:

"On behalf of President Mark Max, I would like to invite you to visit Colombia."

"I won't go."

The doctor shook his head decisively, his refusal so swift that even the tin man was momentarily stunned.

"Aren't you going to ask why?"

"Why is it you who needs to come up with reasons to convince me, instead of my answer? These two things are not contradictory."

Dr. Suo said,

"Moreover, Ernst and Kal'tsit both warned me that leaving Rhodes Island rashly would put my life in danger. Besides, the President is no friend or relative to me, and it is somewhat suspicious that he would suddenly invite a medical enterprise's resident scholar to go there."

Your vigilance is truly admirable.

The tin man hesitated for a moment before saying something with a hint of helplessness.

He actually felt that this was probably not going to work, but President Mark Max insisted that he come.

As for why

Kal'tsit interrupted their conversation, asking the question:

"Mr. Tin Man, may I interrupt you for a moment? Why did you invite the Doctor alone?"

“If Mark Max wants to see the Doctor, he can simply send an invitation to Ernst directly.”

"His Excellency the President is certainly aware of this."

The tin man shrugged, seemingly relieved by the rejection; his cold, mechanical body even made a humorous "bear shrugging" gesture.

"But Dr. Kelsey, you should also know how long it took for the last time His Excellency the President to invite Mr. Ernst to visit Colombia?"

Kal'tsit: "

"Is there still this?"

As if he had stumbled upon some juicy gossip, the doctor looked up at the green lynx beside him with some surprise.

The lynx looked somewhat embarrassed.

On the one hand, due to limitations imposed by the underlying code, she couldn't directly speak ill of Ernst.

But on the other hand, by her very nature, she felt more inclined to laugh.

Did Ernst know that Mark Max stood Ernst up?

She really knows!

Mark Max first secretly visited Scherrag during the first World's Fair and invited Ernst to Colombia, a fact Ernst later mentioned when they worked together.

But Ernst didn't actually visit the Colombian capital, Maximilian District, until almost a year later!

Throughout Terra, only Ernst dared to delay the president's departure for so long!

When Kal'tsit first learned of this, she was unaware of Ernst's identity. She was astonished and thought that Mark Max had also made some kind of procedural error, that the "tyrant" would be so biased and indulgent towards a Terran.

So what happened after they learned Ernst's true identity?

Q Sigh, looking back, she should have noticed something back then! It was the more than 30,000 years of wandering through the dust of the past that eroded her vigilance. So many signs, yet she didn't connect any of them to the idea of ​​"treasure".

However, once the Tin Man mentioned it, Kal'tsit understood why Mark Max was willing to sneak away to send someone to find the Doctor.

Another World's Fair, another invitation to Colombia, and after that invitation, Ernst was extremely busy.

That time, that moment, is just like this moment!

The president is so afraid of being stood up, how pitiful!

"Mark Max has finally met his match. I'm not the only one who can't do anything to Ernst. He's the nemesis of AI."

Linkalsie muttered something under her breath, and the Doctor asked with some confusion:

"Kal'tsit, what did you say?"

"nothing."

Wu Ke'ershi shook her head, trying her best to suppress her smile, revealing only a single pixel of editing.

“I understand Mark Max’s concerns. I will pass on your private meeting with the doctor and your invitation to him to Ernst.”

The tin man nodded in satisfaction, stood up, and extended his hand to Kal'tsit, who returned the gesture by shaking his hand.

"Thank you for your understanding, Dr. Kal'tsit."

“It’s alright, every family has its own problems,” Kal’tsit replied, deeply agreeing.

After the Tin Man emerged from Rhodes Island's reception room, wearing his yellow trench coat, the Doctor looked at Kal'tsit with utter bewilderment:

"Kal'tsit? Why?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why would the Tin Man try to find Ernst by finding me?"

Kal'tsit thought for a moment and explained:

"Doctor, let me give you an example."

"If you made an appointment with Ernst one day, but he never showed up, what would you do?"

"Use the terminal to contact him?"

"That's what the doctor said."

Kal'tsit's lips twitched:

"What if the terminal malfunctions, or Ernst is too busy to connect to the terminal?"

"Then let's reschedule."

The doctor's answer was perfectly reasonable.

“If he’s busy, I’ll wait until he’s free before inviting him again.”

"What if he's completely busy, but you really want to see him?" Kal'tsit rubbed her forehead.

"Then why don't I go find him myself?" The doctor was somewhat puzzled.

What kind of questions are these? Why doesn't Kal'tsit understand such a simple principle?

If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to the mountain myself. Isn't that enough?

Kal'tsit sighed as if resigned to her fate, and simply stated:

"Why don't you make him notice by interacting with other people? That way, you can get his attention and make time to see him."

The doctor's expression behind his mask was indescribably strange.

"But isn't this using his trust to threaten him?"

"And it also sounds like a strange thing, like two people in a romantic relationship trying to get satisfaction from a third party because one of them is sexually frustrated, and they call it 'getting the other person's attention'."

"Kal'tsit, don't tell me that's what the Tin People are after."

Kal'tsit: "

Although the doctor's description was a bit strange, it seemed that the "three probabilities and five possibilities" really meant that.

But seriously, why are you describing this in such a strange way, Doctor?

Isn't this just a simple tactic of trying to send a signal through an intermediary because it's too embarrassing to directly remind Ernst of our agreement? Isn't this common in diplomatic situations?

Oh, the professor doesn't understand these fancy words.

Kal'tsit rubbed her temples. This shows that humans are highly social animals. You become like the company you keep. The longer you spend time with certain people, the more easily you are influenced by them.

Kelsey wouldn't have considered so many "political issues" before, but since she stood on the same side as Ernst, her central decision-making process has gradually begun to resemble Ernst's.

It refers to shifting from a science-based mindset to a humanities-based mindset.

"Anyway, that's roughly the idea."

Kal'tsit thought for a long time but couldn't figure out how to correct the Doctor's perception, and finally could only admit it with a bitter smile.

"I will inform Lord Ernst of your contact with the Tin People. After hearing about this, Lord Ernst will probably be able to figure out Mark Max's intentions."

"You can start preparing now."

After Kal'tsit finished speaking, the Doctor's brows furrowed deeply: