People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Therefore, Hermann simply tried to persuade her to stay:

“Ceylon, you’re an adult now. I’ll support whatever you want to do. Prime Minister Ernst is indeed a good person, and you can learn a lot from him.”

"But is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?"

"You just got back from Londinium. Hei hasn't seen you in a long time. Won't you stay a little longer?"

Ceylon pursed her lips.

She hadn't expected her father to agree to her request so readily. This rendered all the arguments she had prepared to persuade Hermann useless.

But she had to admit that her parents' request was reasonable. During her years of study in Londinium, she had indeed rarely returned to Siesta. Now, having just returned from a dangerous place, it was only right and proper for her to stay home and spend more time with her family.

But she really wanted to set off immediately and return to Sherag with Ernst, Hinterlea and the others.

Because she heard from Hinterlea that Kjerag was now a gathering of heroes, and most importantly, the head of Rhine Lab was actually in Kjerag!

Ceylon majored in Originium Studies at Victoria National University, but few people knew why a young lady who should have never been involved with the dangers of Originium in her life would choose to study such a dangerous major that required her to go to mines, contaminated areas, and come into contact with infected people.

Only she knows the truth.

It's because of the "black" that Hermann mentioned.

Black is her father's bodyguard and is practically like an older sister who watched Ceylon grow up. Although they are not related by blood, the bond between Ceylon and Black is, in some ways, even closer than that between family members.

Upon learning that Black was infected with the incurable disease Oripathy, Ceylon resolutely chose to specialize in Originium research. Her goal was very clear—to find a cure for Oripathy, overcome this medical challenge, and then save Black!

As for which institution on this land has the most in-depth research on Oripathy and Originium, Ceylon can't guarantee it, but Rhine Lab is definitely one of the top candidates!

In addition, there's the Originium Research Institute of the Royal Academy of Victoria, the Originium Science Laboratory of the Ursus Empire Research Institute, and the newly emerging Rhodes Island, which has risen to prominence by focusing on the treatment and cost reduction of Oripathy. The first two are beyond her reach at her level, and while Rhodes Island, the medical company, has recently made a name for itself in theoretical Oripathy research, its rise to fame is still too recent to be convincing.

Furthermore, the medical company was a land-based vessel, making meetings with them extremely difficult and unpredictable. Ceylon had no other options.

Only Rhine Lab, a scientific corporation based in Trimont, Columbia, possesses outstanding research in the treatment of Oripathy within its Structural Science Department. Among the Originium research institutions that can be located, it is one of the easiest to establish contact with. The only problem is that their commander is always elusive, but now that she has appeared in Kjerag, this opportunity absolutely cannot be missed!

Both to repay Ernst for saving his life and to save Black's life, Ceylon had no choice but to leave.

So she came up with a solution that would satisfy both sides.

"Then why don't you let Hei come with me?"

Ceylon raised a finger, thinking the idea was absolutely brilliant!

"With Kronin by my side, and me taking Black with me to Shelag, wouldn't that perfectly solve the problem?"

Hermann stared blankly at his daughter, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word. He could only nod with a bitter expression.

Is it possible that, although I didn't mention it, what I actually meant by what I said was, "Besides being black, I also miss you quite a bit?"

Hei has been by my side the whole time. Hasn't she been away from you for the same amount of time as me? This child has really grown up. She's become independent and independent. Now she's a loving and filial daughter.

“Don’t worry about me, Father. I won’t be gone for long,” Ceylon said. “This time, I mainly want to take advantage of Mr. Ernst’s opportunity to meet Ms. Christen, the head of Columbia Rhine Life.

“She’s a brilliant scientist in Tremont, you must have heard of her. I want to ask her if there’s any way to cure Black Oripathy.”

Hermann nodded in surprise.

He felt much better.

Black was not only Ceylon's family, but also his family. Over the years, if it weren't for Black's protection, Herman might have fallen to some of the sneak attacks from his rivals.

He did try to find ways to suppress the development of Oripathy in Black. He also sought help from many doctors and scholars.

But the disease itself is incurable. As the mayor of Siesta, unable to leave Siesta for extended periods, he also finds it difficult to access the top Oripathy researchers on the continent.

What Ceylon has found this time is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Her decision to leave so resolutely at this moment is not because she doesn't care about her family, but because she cares about them too much.

“In that case…” Herman also stood up, thought for a moment, walked to his bookshelf, took out a few books to cover up, opened the hidden compartment of the bookshelf, and opened the safe inside.

The tall Liboli ignored the photo of himself with another woman who bore a striking resemblance to Ceylon, and took out a bank card and a USB drive, handing them to Ceylon.

"We can't let Prime Minister Ernst help us for nothing."

"This card contains one million Colombian gold vouchers, which will be given to Prime Minister Ernst as payment and to cover Black's medical expenses."

"As for this USB drive, it contains information about the new Siesta development zone. Tell Prime Minister Ernst that if he is interested, I can invite him to invest."

Ceylon paused for a moment. As the mayor's daughter, she knew very well what Siesta's new development zone meant.

With the Obsidian Music Festival's immense success and Siesta's rapid growth over the years, no one has questioned Siesta's future prospects. The new development zone is undoubtedly another investment by Hermann in Siesta's future.

In other words, this is essentially Hermann's plan to create a new, larger cake from the already divided cake of the old city of Siesta.

Investing in the initial public offering (IPO) of a mobile city is a sure-fire way to make money, especially since the city is called "New Siesta"!

A hot stock, making money while lying down! Why aren't you buying more?

Ceylon solemnly accepted the USB drive and bank card, then turned and walked towards the door.

.........

Twisting the lock, dragging the heavy suitcase, Ceylon glanced back at the sky above Siesta one last time, took a deep breath, and turned to walk towards the darkness not far away.

“Miss.” Black was still a little confused. But Ceylon didn’t give her a chance to ask questions. She just grabbed her hand and pushed her toward Ernst’s caravan.

"Let's go, Sherag!"

Chapter 135 Giving the Capitalists a Little Shock from Sherag

Shelag, Tukarim, site command office.

Although Ernst and Nast had repeatedly mentioned the appalling conditions in Shelag before he set off, Christen still had to admit that he had underestimated the true situation there.

What she initially considered terrible was simply a bowl of beef noodles without beef or scallions.

After Nasti's repeated warnings, she assumed it was a bowl of beef noodles that might not have any noodles.

But when she actually saw Shelag and stepped into Tukarim, she realized that this might be a bowl of beef noodles, but without a bowl.

Does Sherag have resources? Definitely. Enshiodis's Karan Trading Company certainly couldn't support its hundreds of employees, plus a mountain snow demon army, solely by selling leather sofas and handicrafts.

The bulk of the profits from the Karan trade has always come from the sale of mineral resources in Shelag.

This can be considered a full utilization of the advantages of the Shiva'ish family's territory. After all, during the Holy Hunting Ceremony, Enya read a hymn that Yeragand had bestowed his bones upon the Shiva'ish family. And these bones were minerals.

However, the existence of ore does not mean that someone is mining it, and mining does not mean that the quantity mined is large enough. And even if the quantity mined is large enough, it does not mean that the quality of the mined ore is up to standard.

Factors such as construction time, the skill level of the workers, and the storage environment of the ore can all affect the quality of the ore. This has resulted in Enciodes' mines, although consistently profitable, remaining at the very bottom of the market, purely in the raw material market with no refining processes.

However, if a town or block is to be built according to the standards of a modern mobile city, such materials are clearly unacceptable.

"Now I understand why Ernst wanted to find a channel to buy building materials from me."

Even Christensen couldn't help but sigh.

But what made her exclaim even more was that there were still experts ahead.

That was her most important destination on this trip: the Matterhorn, where the dome research station would be built.

“The Matterhorn is different from the Karan peak. Although it is the highest peak in Kjerag, it does not have any special religious significance. Therefore, building a research station on the Matterhorn will theoretically not have a significant impact on the Kjerag people’s perception. As long as you don’t blow it up.”

These are Ernst's exact words to Nastie, and they are also the original words in Nastie's later report to Christensen.

As it turned out, Ernst was not lying.

When Rhine Life's engineering team arrived in Kjerag, the people of Kjerag were indeed a little nervous. But once they heard that they were guests invited by Prime Minister Ernst, and that they were going to break ground not on the Karan Peak, but on the Matterhorn, they all went back to their own homes.

The attitude was clear—since they are Prime Minister Ernst's guests, go ahead and do whatever you want, as long as it doesn't affect our lives or Mount Karan, everything else is fine.

Christen was quite pleased with this—although these fellow villagers looked at outsiders with the same snarling as if they were aliens, they were surprisingly reasonable.

So she immediately took a group of people to climb the Matterhorn.

Christen still remembers the scene when she led her men up the steep, snow-covered mountain path to the halfway point.

Along the cliff face halfway up the mountain, thick steel bars are driven into the smooth rock. Above the steel bars hang thick hemp ropes. Below the ropes, tattered, cocoon-like objects dangle down the cliff, endlessly swung by the mountain winds.

Christensen was quite surprised at the time.

Could this be some ancient tradition of Shelag? Just like how the people of Yan like to hang red silk on the branches of ancient trees during festivals to pray for the protection of the spirits of all things?

So she beckoned two of her men to come forward, pull on a rope, and try to open the strip of cloth that had formed a cocoon.

Even now, she finds it difficult to explain her mental state and mindset at the time, which led her to let two poor employees break the forbidden seal.

Anyway, the screams of her two subordinates, who were both seasoned veterans in the construction department and had conducted many scientific experiments and seen many important figures, almost caused a small avalanche.

No doubt about it, he lost his sanity, he definitely lost his sanity! Sanity check was a complete failure! As for whether he went crazy temporarily, Christen wasn't sure.

Most importantly, Christensen didn't dare to recall how many steel bars were stuck into the mountainside and how many ropes and "cocoons" were suspended in mid-air when he climbed up the mountain.

They were like the Colombian flags that lined the streets of Trimont when the Colombian Vice President visited, fluttering in the wind.

Later, she had to order the mountain climbing plan to be temporarily suspended. Together with several staff members, they supported each other and walked down the mountain without looking to the side. This descent took an hour longer than the ascent.

After descending the mountain, Christen quickly recovered and immediately sought out Nastie, who had come to conduct preliminary investigations.

She immediately launched into a accusation:

"Nasti, do you know what those steel bars hanging from on the Matterhorn trails are?"

Nastya, who had been dragged from the construction site, was completely bewildered. However, to Christen's surprise, she nodded decisively without the slightest hesitation.

"I know. They are the remains of sinners."

She even explained it in a very serious manner:

“There is a cultural tradition in Sherag that binds up those who blaspheme Jeragand or commit unforgivable crimes and hangs them on a cliff, where feathered beasts devour their hearts and livers until they die.”

Unaware of Christensen's increasingly pale face, she analyzed with great professionalism:

"Of course, I think this statement is unscientific. The Sherag people obviously did not take into account the physical condition of ordinary people. Even the Ursus people, who are generally strong, would inevitably die from hypothermia if they were hung on the cliffs of such valleys for several hours. So it is clear that the cause of death for those people was not being eaten by feathered beasts, but hypothermia—commonly known as freezing to death."

That's a really good analysis; it might even make you want to say, "Wow, that's what you do!"

The weather outside was very cold, with a biting wind, and the temperature inside the house, without a small stove, was definitely not pleasant.

But Christensen was drenched in sweat.

Good news, you guessed right, it is indeed the traditional culture of Shelag.

The bad news is that this traditional culture is being presented in a rather "over-the-top" way.

Perhaps sensing Christensen's unease, Nastya offered words of comfort:

“It’s alright, Christen. While climbing the mountain, I used the banshee’s magic to toll the death knell for all the wandering souls there. The mountain is absolutely safe now, and I mentioned that in my report. You can trust me completely.”

Christensen's lips twitched slightly.

Well, I guess I should praise you, right?

Good news, the Sarkaz banshee branch does indeed have the ability to ring the bell to send someone to their death. Nasti probably wasn't lying, so Christen doesn't need to worry too much about encountering ghosts.

Bad news: the Sarkaz Banshee branch does indeed have the ability to ring the bell to send someone to their death. I almost forgot, before you switched to civil engineering, this was actually what you did!

Taking a deep breath, Christensen, feeling a chill run down his spine, said from the bottom of his heart, "It seems Ernst is right. The construction of the Dome Research Station does indeed require local recruitment."

"Hmm? Why?" Sarkaz banshee Nasti asked, somewhat puzzled. "The engineers are perfectly capable of handling this task. If it's to fulfill the agreement, we can recruit Sheragans during the subsequent maintenance and material transportation processes."

Christen merely glanced at her, a glance filled with countless indescribable emotions, a single glance that seemed to last a lifetime, exuding charm and allure.

After taking one look, Christen silently put on his red helmet and fastened the strap.

She said earnestly:

"Nasty, just for the sake of the future of Rhine Life Engineering Department and the mental health of the engineering staff."

“Hire a local from Shelag. They are more experienced in this area than we think.”

I have a fever, my throat is incredibly dry, and I'm coughing and sneezing. I haven't been able to get out of bed all day. I also have no appetite.

I feel terrible. I just took my medicine and was about to go to sleep. I need to take the day off today, sorry.

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Chapter 136 Ensiodis x Duke of Kester's Candlelight Dinner

Shelag, Tukarim, Karan Trade Headquarters.