People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Oh dear, my jinxed words! Ugh, my computer crashed.

Ernst gave Trevor Friston an innocent look, and Trevor Friston returned the same innocent look.

"You should leave. This is just one of his clones. I think his real body will be here soon."

"I think so."

Ernst nodded.

"Let's say goodbye for now. Contact me if you need anything, and keep in touch even if you don't. You know where to find me."

"Do I really know? Should I go to Victoria, Letania, Flame, Lateran, or Sherag to find you? You're always running around."

Trevor Friston joked.

Ernst rolled his eyes at him and turned to walk towards the elevator.

Where was Yi? Kal'tsit huddled in a corner, occasionally caught in the crossfire. The Doctor and Prismus were still exchanging playful banter, but it seemed to be escalating. When Ernst entered, everyone seemed to suddenly understand politeness, and the interior fell silent.

4. The elevator slowly ascended, and after a brief silence, the elevator doors opened with a "ding" sound.

Outside the umbrella gate, the azure sky of Trimont remained azure, and the boundless Gobi Desert remained boundless.

6. Not many people know what just happened underground in Tremont, just as no one knows what the future of Terra will hold.

Ernst's terminal suddenly rang, breaking the signal dead state; the phone call always came "just in time."

Ernst glanced at the caller ID; it was Colombian Vice President Wilson. He roughly knew why he was calling, nodded to Precys and the others, and answered the phone.

"Where does His Excellency the President intend to hold the victory celebration banquet?"

Wilson, on the other end of the terminal, was stunned. He marveled at Mr. Ernst's foresight. Mr. Ernst had already predicted the message he had just received three minutes ago.

I wonder what His Excellency the President and he did this time?

Curiosity was inevitable, but as the Vice President of Colombia, he had long since mastered the simple yet difficult skill of "not asking what shouldn't be asked."

After a brief silence, he burst into laughter:

"The entire city of Trimont is honored by your arrival! To express our gratitude for your outstanding contributions, His Majesty the President has prepared a carnival for you! You may start wherever you wish!"

"However, I personally hope that you can do me the honor of joining me on the top floor of the Cecil Hotel. I will prepare your favorite Sheraton and Yan cuisine here and look forward to your presence!"

Ernst turned his head and looked at Precyth, the Doctor, and Kal'tsit for their opinions.

The doctor shook his head:

"Precys and I plan to go back to Rhodes Island first."

Kal'tsit immediately said:

"Lord Ernst, then you and I..."

Before he could speak, Precys had already grabbed her by the scruff of the neck:

"Kal'tsit also wants to go back together."

"This is a long-awaited reunion, so please give us some private, touching moments, treasure?"

Moved?

Ernst glanced at Kelsey's trembling lips.

I feel like some people are hesitant to move.

这世道哦1，有人马0上要开启新生0活，而有人7马上要享受6老一套咯。91436

May you be happy, Kal'tsit.

Chapter 1066 The Birth of the Black Hole Protocol

Shelag, Tukarim, the venue for the World Summit.

In the Trimont underground in Colombia, Ernst is discussing the future of Terra, while in Tukarim in Kjerag, the international summit that Ernst helped establish is also discussing Terra's future.

The debate over whether there are similar facilities in the Icefield Stargate exploration, the Foehn Wind Hot Land, and the Black Stream Tree Sea, and whether similar exploration is necessary, has been going on for many days.

The debate is essentially about interests, but some interests are noble, while others are shameless. For example, the Ursus Empire, which claims "sovereignty" over most of the ice plains, demands absolute control over the entire stargate exploration process.

"Proactive" is a rather abstract term. To be more specific, it means that they want the scientists exploring the ice fields to be led by their people, the exploration routes to start from their location, and the equipment for the ice field exploration to be purchased from them!

If it weren't for the emotions of the countries present, given the Ursus people's almost "pathological" desire for territorial expansion, they probably would have made abstract demands such as "the territory explored and expanded in the Icefield should also be allocated to Ursus" and "the Stargate and the area opposite the Stargate should also be considered Ursus territory"!

Such exorbitant demands would naturally not be agreed upon by the other countries.

His Majesty the True Dragon of Yan, who was a guest at the World Summit, directly offered a sharp comment to the Ursus diplomat in public:

"Wishful thinking, a pipe dream!"

I'm not kidding, that's really what he said.

The World Economic Forum was originally a platform for countries to argue and coordinate their interests. Since you want to use this attitude to demand "interests," then I can naturally use another attitude to argue with you.

The people of Yan are generally quite reserved. Zhenlong's aggression is still very low, and his attitude is very restrained. Even when he curses, he does so in a refined manner, using idioms, and he doesn't even mention the ancestors of this Ursus diplomat.

As everyone knows, in the traditional culture inherited by the Great Yan Dynasty, cursing someone without mentioning their mother is basically considered a form of coquetry.

But that Ursus diplomat was still red-hot.

It is said that after returning to the embassy district that night, he launched into a tirade in his office, accusing Yan of "national insult" to Ursus! Ursus should declare war on Yan!

What? You're saying this is "it is said"?

The diplomat disappeared the next day, and no one has seen him since. He was replaced by Speaker Islam Witte, who came directly from Saint-Germain-des-Prés.

Speaker Vittor's feelings must be quite complicated. The Ursus people get cocky after gaining a little advantage; they can't seem to shake that habit. He's already dealt with the guy who dared to make a lewd joke about the Queen of Letania at the World Summit after becoming a permanent member of the Security Council, and now another one has emerged who almost declared war on Yan at the World Summit.

Perhaps feeling that the Ursus Empire was thriving and that various reforms were finally making progress, with life getting better day by day, and His Majesty Fyodor's smiles becoming more frequent, he was genuinely happy. He thought, "But life isn't always so smooth sailing, so I have to give Your Majesty a little challenge!" and thus he orchestrated this whole thing!

The most outrageous thing is that these two are actually his own people from the new emperor's reformist faction!

It's as if an impossible triangle hangs over the heads of all Ursus people—supporting the new emperor, having brains, and not being warlike—these three characteristics can never appear in an Ursus person.

Oh, my Lord Fyodor, how did our nation become like this? Is the great Ursus Empire just a giant makeshift guerrilla camp and a mental hospital? I really want to kick those little CS players' asses hard with the spiked shoes you bestowed upon me!

After receiving a letter from a diplomat via the [Paradise Network] requesting His Majesty and the Duma to support the declaration of war against Yan, and uttering an indescribable wail, Witte realized the truth.

I can't rely on others, I'll do it myself!

Thus, as one of the few exceptions in the entire impossible triangle—who sincerely hoped he wasn't the only one—Witt had to personally come to Kjerag to participate in the meeting and discussions.

As for that "lovable" diplomat

As is well known, when people from Yan are angry, they usually just curse their parents. Although they talk about the Nine Clans Elimination Game, they rarely actually play it.

But we in Ursus are different! We're masters of delivering a powerful blow!

When Fyodor learned of this, he expressed his curiosity about what the diplomat was thinking.

So there's no "so" (shrugs).

Because Speaker Witte arrived, the negotiations, which were thought to have been interrupted, quickly resumed. As for how Speaker Witte managed to fly from Saint-Jean-Claude to Kjerag in just one night...

He really can fly.

Terra has always had civilian aircraft, but the technology is extremely expensive and poses significant safety risks—it is said that Adakris of Sargon once shot down an aircraft that a chieftain had purchased at great expense with his bow and arrow, and afterwards remarked, "I thought it was a Great Feathered Beast!"—so it has rarely been used, especially by the powerful and wealthy.

However, as the technologies of airships, space carriers, floating cities, and gravity defiance mechanisms matured, the number of aircraft across Terra increased significantly, and safety also improved markedly.

Especially for political figures, even if the aircraft malfunctions and crashes, they will be equipped with civilian-grade "gravity defiance mechanisms." As long as they can detach from the aircraft in time, the repulsion system will naturally help them escape unharmed after a spectacular free fall.

The success rate is as high as 90%! The remaining 10% failure rate is not a problem of the [Gravity Contempt Mechanism], but rather that those politicians don't exercise regularly and their bodies can't withstand the wind pressure and psychological stimulation of skydiving, scaring themselves to death.

Nasti is also working on a safer Gravity Defiance Mechanism, attempting to overcome this "technical challenge".

Speaker Witte's opinion was very clear:

"Let's be frank."

"Our five countries will take 80% of the pie according to their efforts and contributions, and the remaining 20% ​​will be distributed among other countries."

The plan was still outrageous, but he didn't encounter much opposition.

Some might ask, what about Sami?

Sami also has a path to the depths of the ice field; in fact, the formation of the endless ice field is inextricably linked to the nation of Sami. Wasn't Ernst's personal exploration of the endless ice field, which led directly to the stargate, also along the same path as Sami?

Why abandon that path and waste time and effort to open up a new one on the Ursus side?

Because Ursus is one of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council, while Sami is not.

Everyone knows that the depths of the ice fields hold immense potential benefits. These benefits could mean vast sums of money, expansive territories, or unprecedented technologies. Whatever the reason, they would greatly enhance a nation's power!

How can such benefits be shared with small countries?

On such issues, the major powers have always had a very narrow perspective and a high degree of tacit understanding.

Victoria, Letania, and Ursus all voted in favor.

Colombia and Yan abstained.

Sherag and Lateran also had voting rights, but they did not have veto power. So, although Sherag and Lateran voted against it, the majority of the votes had already been decided, and everything seemed irreversible.

Then Colombia changed their ticket.

Colombia's representative to the World Summit, Sijon, changed his vote at the last minute after receiving a phone call from home, vetoing the proposal and demanding that other participating countries share more benefits.

Victoria's representative thought he was crazy.

Speaker Witte asked curiously:

"Whose instructions did you receive?"

The tin man shrugged, looking completely matter-of-fact.

"Who else can give instructions to Colombia?"

Witt knew he had asked an unnecessary question, but he was still puzzled:

Why did Your Excellency the President make this decision?

The tin man shook his head:

"I do not know then."

He said in a half-joking tone:

"Perhaps a powerful, visible hand pressed down on His Excellency the President's head and made this decision?"

Everyone just laughed it off and didn't take it seriously.

Making decisions based on Mark Max's head is just a joke.

None of the people present were ignorant villagers who knew nothing about Colombia. Mark Max's status in Colombia was that of an emperor, even more powerful than some of the more destitute emperors.

Who can force him to make a decision?

"So how do you plan to allocate them?"

"His Excellency the President means a 50/50 split."

"We take half, the other half will be shared by Lateran, Sherag, Kazdelnia, and Sami (30%), and the final 20% will be divided among everyone."

Witt frowned:

"Mr. Tin Man, you may not understand, although we compare the distribution of benefits to dividing a cake, it is actually very complicated."

"Only 50% is given to our five countries, so let's just say it's an equal distribution, which means each country only gets 10%."

"A mere ten percent of the profits is not enough to make us take responsibility for the entire exploration process."

Major powers want benefits, but they don't just take; they also have to make sacrifices. They are responsible for the equipment, personnel, and risks involved in ice field exploration, so they should be rewarded for their contributions.

The profit margin should be at least ten times, right?

Can 10% really be ten times the amount?

But the people of Xi were very firm in their stance:

“Speaker Witt, your vision is too narrow. You simply don’t realize the real benefits that such an operation can bring.”

“You only value his results, but not his process. You ignore the surge in orders in the factory, the workers on the assembly line, and those who cannot benefit from this. It is impossible for them to willingly spend money on this.”

“Exploration isn’t a one-off deal. Rather than exhausting resources, we should pursue sustainable development. You might think that monopolies will maximize profits, but Colombia has long been at the forefront of this era. We want free trade!”

"As for the interests of the Stargate that you care about most."

The tin man paused.