A Fu Is a Good Kid

The convoy moved slowly forward, a massive contingent from the Vidal Chamber of Commerce, escorted by an astonishingly large army, heading towards the Distant Harbor. Helicopters circled overhead, tanks rumbled, and cavalry followed.

The fact that Miss Leona Vidal from the southern part of the Empire received such a courteous reception from the Dragon of Cathay is quite intriguing. Not only are the employees of the Vidal Chamber of Commerce extremely excited, but people from various countries also take note of it. These international friends who came with Kang De noticed some very useful information.

"Hair—" The guest leader of the Arcane Council, mounted on horseback, whispered to his colleagues, "I've noticed that since our meeting, His Highness Kang De's gaze has frequently lingered on Miss Leona's enviable long silver hair, staring at it for more than five seconds a total of twenty-nine times."

The other mage's pupils turned vertical, and he stated with certainty, "I've also observed it. The number of times the gaze lingered on that translucent, delicate lace glove for more than five seconds was twenty-one!"

The mages, who used their mental skills and observational spells to pay attention to every detail, exchanged their views.

"And then comes the face."

Finally, there was a full-body assessment, with the gaze lingering on the chest eleven times. The micro-expressions revealed a slight regret, tinged with a harmless teasing and mockery—but it was still regret.

The spellcasters set up a soundproof barrier, exchanged information and opinions, and finally reached a consensus.

"White hair."

"Court dresses adorned with lace."

"Petite and cute appearance is preferred."

"Have big breasts!"

The wise monks nodded repeatedly, then gave each other a thumbs-up in approval.

"The message will now be relayed back to the Tower of All-Seeing!"

The Battle of the Broken Isles ended with the aurora borealis illuminating the starry sky and the blindingly brilliant rays of fire. Last night, Distant Harbor was engulfed in a sea of celebration, but the entire continent remained sleepless.

Courts and headquarters of various organizations held emergency meetings and consultations. They summoned magical advisors, consulted ancient classics, dispatched secret agents, and contacted spies. All sorts of fear, unease, apprehension, and confusion were conveyed to the frontline members of Distant Harbor.

These foreigners gathered in the Distant Harbor, whether they came to help as guest troops or as journalists, spies, and businessmen, clearly sensed the change in headquarters' attitude from the new round of orders—all hostile actions ceased, and all radical actions were canceled.

Among these forces, large and small, the Arcane Council undoubtedly the most embarrassed. They clashed with Kang De several times during the Broken Isles incident, and even came to the brink of war. However, the Starry Sky Council witnessed the brilliant radiation and the Nuclear Light Lance that pierced the sky—they saw it with their own eyes.

This was the first time that the world's top leaders had witnessed the power of the Forbidden Spell firsthand.

No longer were the investigators' trembling reports, no longer were the consultants standing at their desks, spitting as they spoke—for the first time, they realized what the term "Forbidden Spell spellcaster" truly meant.

Therefore, all the plotting activities were abruptly halted.

Before the Council completes its investigation, clarifies what happened, and prepares a response plan, it should not pursue Kang De's previous rudeness and provocations in any way, and should even try to maintain a good relationship with him... After all, even the most hawkish councilors must be careful with their words in the face of that sun.

The Council's subtle attitude naturally influenced the navy of the Azure Fleet.

To be honest, the people in the Council who were least willing to be enemies with Kang De were the sailors who had been captured in the Battle of Distant Harbor. They had already given Kang De a great deal of respect and had a very clear understanding of the alchemical achievements and terrifying power of the Dragon of Cathay. But that's the mess of politics. The big shots who are high and mighty have their own ideas and judgments and disdain to listen to the opinions of soldiers on the front lines.

Now they've finally learned their lesson.

"Damn it." A spellcaster glanced sideways at the distance, where a cavalry unit composed of Empire Fleet sailors stood. These Imperials were all smiling and beaming.

He spat on the ground. "No wonder the Empire wasn't in a hurry at all! I never expected them to have kept this up their sleeves! Those pharaohs in the council are all idiots; they're so backward about this!"

With the Empress personally taking the Twilight Moon and the rumors swirling around, the Empire had also planted a white-haired Little Dwarf long ago. The mages of the Council looked around and realized that they had fallen far behind.

A sense of crisis made the spellcasters determined to emphasize this point in their reports.

Get the Council up and running as soon as possible.

"Besides that, what else does Prince Kang De like? Or rather, what is he lacking in his life?" the mages whispered, counting on their fingers. "A noble princess, an elven queen, a powerful dragon, a white-haired dwarf... Come on, think of something else..."

One of them raised an eyebrow and chuckled softly, "A well-behaved and adorable Little Boy and girl?"

Upon hearing this, his companions all turned around, their expressions strange. "... You don't know?"

"What do you know?"

A spellcaster lowered his voice. "His Highness Kang De detests this. When the houses in Distant Harbor were searched, several were found to be keeping male prostitutes and little girls as slaves... You know, there are many ways they do it. Some even lock them up in iron cages and keep them like dogs. Some nobles have a taste for this. In their eyes, these things are nothing. After they were discovered, all the men in the family were killed."

Another person on the screen said, "There are also several brothels in the Distant Harbor, specializing in this kind of thing. Some import from overseas, some buy from the poor through a combination of buying and deception, and some are even kidnapped directly... The managers and owners were thrown to that pervert Alset. Hmph, that guy has now latched onto His Highness Kang De's coattails. In short, they interrogated people for a whole day, extracted a list, from those in charge of purchasing and sourcing, to those in charge of training and management, and then to those who came to patronize the establishments. They arrested people one by one based on the ledgers and confessions."

"The ones directly handed over to the Inquisition... weren't us, the Suppressors of Rebellion disguised in black robes, but Inquisition personally selected and assembled by His Highness Horus. I heard they've gone on a killing spree, with corpses hanging all over the streets and harbors..."

The spellcaster was horrified. "Oh... this can't be that bad, can it?"

"If His Highness Kang De says it's necessary, then it is." The other party snorted upon hearing this. "With just one sentence, this is the deadline for Distant Harbor. As for why they were all killed, I remember Alset relaying His Highness's exact words."

He said, "I think this bad habit and addiction is determined by genes, so I killed the whole family to cut off the bloodline, so that there will be fewer victims in future generations..." It sounds reasonable.

The monk, having said this, stared at his companion and said, "You don't happen to like this kind of thing too, do you?"

The other party retorted angrily, "Of course not!"

"Lukar definitely isn't like that. Every time we stop in port for a break, he sneaks off to find chickens, and he only goes for the older ones. Maybe he hasn't had enough of his mother's milk, hahaha..."

"Damn it, are you looking for death?!"

Men are men after all. Even high-ranking and powerful mages, when they talk, it's all about lecherous topics. Soon, they put Prince Kang De and the white-haired Little Dwarf out of their minds.

Similar topics of discussion arose throughout the team.

The guards of the Vidal Chamber of Commerce kept discussing and inquiring about their young lady's relationship with the Dragon of Cathay. Members from various factions in Distant Harbor were also exchanging information about Prince Kang De's fetishes and hobbies. Meanwhile, at the center of the conversation, in Leona's carriage, Kang De sat with the silver-haired girl, their shoulders gently touching.

"When planning the new town, I will specifically designate an area as a green community."

He took a pen and drew a circle on the future urban sketch of Distant Harbor.

"At this stage, the greenskins are untamed... Besides, there's no need to tame them. It's their nature. Their interests are different from ordinary people. Just maintain basic discipline and hygiene, and don't arouse the disgust and fear of other races..." Kang De laughed. "The people of Distant Harbor need good food and entertainment, so instant noodles and radios are their motivation for struggle and obedience, while the greenskins don't need these."

He gestured within the circle. "A dedicated fighting arena. I could even create a WWE league for them, with all sorts of WAGAH rewards and honors."

"The orcs like to brag, so let them do some stand-up comedy, rap, and talk shows. They like to make a lot of noise, so let them form a heavy metal band."

"Humans love good food and entertainment like theaters, but the Green Soldier's appeal is different. I'm planning to clear out a space and dump tons of electronic and industrial waste into it—not the heavily polluting stuff, of course, like mountains of shared bikes, a car graveyard, all sorts of rusty metal, discarded machinery, and electronic waste... The Green Soldier will have a blast in there."

"We also need a large industrial plant where the greenskins can tinker with things. Of course, the first thing we need to teach them is safe production... Their abilities are very mysterious and bizarre. I only need to provide them with some finished vehicles, industrial waste, and weapons, and they can modify them into forms suitable for their use. It's extremely strange, but useful, just like those you see..."

Kang De scribbled and drew on the paper, talking eloquently. Leona turned to look at his profile, her eyes sparkling as she stared intently until Kang De stopped talking and turned to look at her.

Their eyes met, and the silver-haired girl looked away like a startled fawn. "What... what are you looking at!"

Kang De laughed and asked, "What's wrong?"

Leona silently reached out and pushed Kang De's head aside. "Keep talking! Don't look at me!"

The hand, clad in a delicate lace glove, pressed against his face; the warmth of the body mingled with the touch of the sheer fabric, creating a hazy yet beautiful sensation that stirred Kang De's heart.

He reached out and took Leona's small hand in his palm.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let go!" The silver-haired girl was clearly startled. She struggled a few times but couldn't break free. Her tone softened, "Wh... what are you doing... touching me like that?"

"What's wrong with holding hands?" Kang De laughed. "After all, we're dear friends."

This title had once made Leona so angry that she couldn't sleep for days, gritting her teeth and wishing she could bite Kang De to death. But today was different. After being greeted and welcomed with such great ceremony, the phrase was no longer something Leona could be angry about... it even had a hint of flirtation.

The girl glared at him. "You still have the nerve to say that!"

Her eyes sparkled, displaying a thousand charms; her haughty demeanor finally revealed her coquettish side.

Leona blushed slightly, then turned her gaze back to the papers on the table. "These are your thoughts?"

Kang De paused for a moment, then said, "Otherwise what?"

The girl said softly, "You're quite thoughtful... even considering these greenskins."

Kang De squeezed her hand tighter and smiled, "We made a promise in Valentan, didn't we? These greens were taken from their land and driven to the desolate northern wilderness by human expansion, yet they still manage to live optimistically in such harsh conditions... We can do something for them."

Leona whispered, "It's rare to hear you think this way... I told my dad and brother about this, but they didn't take it seriously. They felt it wasn't worth doing these things for the greenskins. They both hate those crazy, smelly, and troublemaking orcs."

"I have no prejudice against them, and I even find these big guys quite adorable..." Kang De said. "As for hygiene and discipline issues, they can be improved."

He pointed to the sketch on the table. "A fighting arena, a large training ground for mass brawls, a bombing workshop and a bomb factory for figuring out how to assemble vehicles and manufacture weapons, and a huge garbage dump piled high with waste materials—these will be the Greenskins' favorite places."

"The access control system involves attendance—safety attendance, hygiene attendance, and discipline attendance."

"Disobedient greenskins will be deprived of opportunities, while obedient greenskins will receive all sorts of cool equipment and gadgets. Combined with my commands and authority as the Big Mek, they'll develop a habit."

He winked at Leona: "The second phase of the foreign gun team was trained using a similar method, with remarkable results—and the green-skinned guys you brought are a timely help, beneficial to the team's stable development."

White Hair asked in confusion, "What?"

Kang De chuckled, "Haven't you noticed? The key to keeping the greens happy, obedient, and compliant isn't fighting or getting cool gadgets, but rather..."

He held up one finger. "Always let a portion of the greens maintain a sense of superiority, and always let these greens have someone to brag to and show off to."

"In this way, all the green-skinned creatures will be motivated, will obey, and will restrain their bad instincts."

Leona laughed after hearing this.

"You're really suited to rule them," she said, pursing her lips. "No wonder they predicted you'd Big Mek."

Before Kang De could speak, she asked, "And what's the situation with the West Goth Company you're planning to set up?"

"Of course, it's to help me make money."

"... Nonsense, what's the purpose of making money?"

"Raise funds for the army, gather resources, circulate the economy, and establish a new monetary system." Kang De had already explained the concept of work points to Leona, "Similar to work points, they can be named credit points, or simply used as work points—one of my purposes is to use them to curb corruption."

He explained, "My power structure will be divided into two layers: those who work directly for me and those who work indirectly. The salaries of members of institutions and groups directly under my command will be divided into regular currency and credit points. The latter are tied to individuals and cannot be gifted or transferred; their salaries will increase or decrease based on contributions and performance evaluations..."

"This virtual currency can be used to purchase goods that are restricted to internal circulation or have extremely high external prices, ranging from various personal enjoyment electronic products, food, and entertainment products to various powerful magical products, weapons, equipment, and consumables, and so on. The purchased goods are also bound to the individual and cannot be resold or given away, but can be redeemed at an officially designated price to obtain normal circulating currency..."

Kang De stated, "Horus controls both the points and purchase records, ensuring maximum benefits, maximum oversight, and maximum punishment. Those who work for me will enjoy enviable benefits and privileges, and will be subject to the strictest supervision and legal deterrence..."

He sighed, "I don't know if this method will work, but it's better than nothing. As long as greed isn't eradicated, corruption and rent-seeking won't stop. I can only do my best to prevent them from becoming corrupt... The situation is urgent, and we can't afford any internal friction or waste."

At this point, the Earthling spoke with a heavy tone, as he confronted the universal greed and desires of all living beings.

Leona gently squeezed his hand. "Is there anything I can do?"

Kang De raised his head and looked into the other person's beautiful eyes.

"... West Goth Company, invest, make money, develop and produce, and utilize the technology, resources, force, and channels I provide to grow into a behemoth as quickly as possible, providing me and future wars with financial, economic, material, and intelligence support."

Kang De held Leona's hand. "I'm leaving these to you."

Leona let out a long breath.

Although Kang De had mentioned it in that letter, Leona's heart still trembled involuntarily after hearing the full picture of Kang De's massive plan today. She knew that if the blueprint drawn by Kang De were followed, the West Goth Company would inevitably expand into a terrifying behemoth, whose size and power could even be compared with some small countries, or even completely surpass the Broken Isles.

Such power was handed over to her by the man before her.

For a moment, her heart was filled with turmoil, her thoughts were in turmoil, and she didn't know whether to feel joy or sorrow.

She murmured, "Why was such an important matter entrusted to me?"

Kang De replied, "Because I believe in you."

Leona gripped Kang De's hand tightly. Hearing this, the intense emotions that had been suppressed within her surged forth, and her voice even trembled slightly. "What am I to you? You just believe me..."

--Dear friend.

Even Kang De knew that if he dared to utter that word now, the white-haired man would immediately splatter blood on him, and the entire carriage would be covered in blood.

He took a deep breath and said, "I..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud thud was heard outside the carriage.

Horus's voice rang out from outside. "Father, there's an emergency."

Kang De's expression shifted, and he was about to open the window when Leona leaned in and grabbed his arms. "This is an emergency! Say something first!"

Kang De hesitated, "That's a very long story..."

Leona said decisively, "Then let's get straight to the point!"

The thumping sound rang out again, "Father, I must remind you that every second you hesitate could lead to the worst possible outcome—now is not the time to say such things."

Kang De turned his head and asked, "What exactly happened?"

Horus's voice rang out again. "Miss Leona —you know I never lie, and I know how you feel, but at this moment, please both of you calm down."

Leona was startled by what she heard, then seemed to realize something and slowly loosened her grip.

Kang De paused for a moment, looked at the dazed girl, and reached out to hug her.

Then he pushed open the carriage door and jumped down.

A snow-white warhorse galloped up from behind, and the rider embraced Kang De. It was the ship girl A Fu, while Horus floated beside them.

Kang De asked, "What happened?"

Horus lowered his voice, excitedly saying, "Disaster! Father! Just now, while I was patrolling in the air, I saw two knights spying on us from a few kilometers away. After they saw us clearly, they turned and ran. I recognized the family crest on their armor, so I secretly followed them, and guess what!"

He exclaimed, "I wasn't mistaken— Princess Tina is here!"

Kang De was greatly impressed. "I'll take it!"

At that moment, Leona pushed open the car window. "Kang De, what's wrong?"

At the same time, the white-haired man saw A Fu embracing Kang De and his eyebrows shot up. "Who is she?"

A Fu blinked and said with a grin, "Hello, Mom, I'm A Fu."

Leona paused for a moment, then blushed and said, "Who's your mother! And... and..."

Her eyes widened as she looked at Kang De, then her face paled as she asked, "Is this your daughter?"

Kang De was panicking, but thanks to his extensive experience of outsmarting his parents and teachers with lies and deception as a child, he remained calm and collected. He rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think it's possible to guess my age?"

A Fu said, "Father, there's no time to lose. You and Horus go and handle that matter. Leave things here to me—don't worry, A Fu is here."

Kang De hesitated for a moment, glanced at Horus, Horus nodded slightly to him.

He then looked at Leona and said, "There are some things... I'll tell you when I get back."

Leona nodded and said, "Mm."

A Fu released Kang De, Horus descended from the sky, his body unfolding into armor that clung to Kang De's body. He soared into the air, spewing flames as he shot off into the distance.

The ship girl waved to the sky until Kang De was gone.

She turned to Leona and smiled sweetly, "Mommy, can I go up and sit for a bit?"

Leona frowned and asked, "What?"

"There are some things I need to tell you," A Fu nodded, "About Father, what happened yesterday, and what happened today—for example, what Father went to do."

Leona hesitated for a moment. "Okay."

So A Fu leaped from his horse to the carriage, closed the door, and was about to laugh when he saw Leona leaning against the window, one elbow sticking out of the window, and the other pointing to the seat cushion near the door.

"Sit there and talk."

A Fu put on a sad face. "Mom, don't you believe A Fu? You're so wary. I'm Dad's good daughter, cry."

Leona snorted.

She noticed that Kang De looked conflicted and somewhat strange as he was being held by the other person.

"It's true. If it weren't for A Fu, that bastard Horus wouldn't have spoken up so quickly. He would have waited for things to happen so he could see his father make a fool of himself. He's always been such a jerk. But A Fu is Dad's good daughter. If that iron-willed Horus hadn't spoken up, A Fu would have. That's when Dad would know who his good daughter is and who the traitorous son who's always trying to bully him is..."

Leona frowned and asked, "What?"

The other person had a sweet smile and a pleasant voice, but Leona was in a state of turmoil and vaguely sensed that something was going on. She felt like she had heard some extraordinary words.

A Fu obediently replied, "I said A Fu is a good boy, and Mommy can trust A Fu."

Leona stared intently at him. "But Kang De's attitude towards you is a bit strange."

A Fu chuckled. "Dad's a fool, getting caught up in all sorts of inexplicable things, but it's funny. I think it's hilarious—or rather, it's precisely because of this kind of dad that he's so interesting. He's strangely wary and hesitant, yet he doesn't want to be too cold to me. Father always likes to consider everyone's feelings... Leona, Mom, would you like to hear why Father left?"

Leona raised her chin, indicating that she wanted to hear it.

A Fu tilted his head and chuckled, "Tina's mom is here."

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PS1: A Chuan crap, this is so shocking, thankfully I had a plan and deliberately suppressed the Earth's timeline, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to make it up -- reality is just too damn amazing.