Master Huang: Why does it feel like I'm the one losing out?

Sigh, it's such a difficult decision...

Nizere watched his student's departing figure, a sense of unease crept into his heart.

To be honest, this is a really difficult decision. In theory, he should support His Highness's ideals.

Every Corpse Eaters hopes to die a glorious death on the battlefield, but Nizere, who has experienced countless battles, has a very different feeling about death.

The reason why one's own compatriots would have such thoughts is simply because they had no other choice under extreme circumstances.

Just like how scavengers in nature can only eat carrion, it's precisely because they have no other choice and cannot obtain fresh meat through normal means.

Similarly, war is not the only way out for the Scavenger Royal Court; it's just that it's the only option for now.

Nizere knew that there were Corpse Eaters in this world who had almost no connection to war.

Although their Royal Court had not yet left Kazdel, it did not mean that no one in the Royal Court had begun to leave.

"So how should I choose, Huang Cao... Theresia?"

Knowing he was no longer loyal, Nizere ceased to respect the Demon King.

However, he always agreed with his students' ideas. After all, having lived for so long, he knew exactly what was good.

But this is such a difficult decision...

"I never thought that even the mighty God of War would be in a dilemma."

At this moment, the Blood Demon Lord walked over from a distance, holding a peach in his hands.

Dukare was very curious, because even this omnipotent god of war had moments of difficulty.

This is quite rare.

"The Sarkaz are heading in two completely different directions from the past, and so am I."

Dukare tossed the peach in his hand. "Are you referring to the matter between Mr. Huang and His Highness?"

"It seems you already knew."

"It's hard to keep it a secret, given how big the commotion is. If I hadn't been keeping it under wraps, the brother and sister would probably already know."

"It seems you're thinking the same thing as me. Let me hear your thoughts."

Dukare shook his head. "My thoughts are the same as yours, full of contradictions and hesitations. Logically speaking, I shouldn't support Mr. Huang, but I have a feeling that he is the same type of person as His Highness, only more extreme in his behavior, and also a foreigner."

Huang Cao is definitely not Grass-eating Demon, Dukare can make that judgment, after all, this has exceeded the limits that this race can do.

This can no longer be explained by mutation; it's a completely different species.

Surprisingly, Dukare's dilemma wasn't about race, even though he was very concerned about it.

But when he saw the Sarkaz in the Huang Cao Territory gradually regaining their glory, he was unusually shaken.

"Blood Demon, you're getting tired of it too."

"We are all tired of the unchanging life in this country, and we are also tired of ourselves after being washed away by the long passage of time. Perhaps we are gradually becoming like the Shapeshifter Collective."

War can numb people, and chaos can make people lose their minds.

After the chaos, what people want most is peace and quiet.

Nizere: "So what's your choice? Give up sucking blood and start eating fruit instead?"

Dukare chuckled. "And you, instead of swallowing that stinking corpse, choose to eat a roasted sweet potato?"

We've all changed, become completely different from before.

Dukare never imagined he would end up like this; time is a terrible thing.

"Let's just keep waiting. None of us are fit to be leaders. The future belongs to the two of them, not to us. We are just bystanders at best."

It can only be said that the Black Crown does have some filtering ability; at least Dukare and Nizere did not receive its approval.

This potentially means they are not what the people want them to be, but Theresia's current situation is not optimistic either.

Nizere seemed to be lamenting the unfairness of fate, "Indeed, there is no such thing as having it all in this world. If only we could combine Mr. Huang's strengths with His Highness's strengths."

"But there are no 'what ifs' in this world. Kazdel has been destroyed and rebuilt countless times. Even now that things are starting to look up, it is suddenly surrounded by wolves again."

The two ancient Immortals looked at each other in silence, both hoping that Kazdel would be revitalized in the future.

Whoever brought this vitality, as long as it can bring the Sarkaz race back on track, that's fine.

But do we really have a choice?

Both the Blood Demon Army and the King of the Scavengers are beings with independent thought, and therefore must have their own preferences.

Otherwise, these two wouldn't have gotten involved in Victoria's troubles in the storyline. However, just as the two were having a pleasant conversation...

With a deafening roar, the sky was once again ablaze with artillery fire.

"The Letarians are coming again. Be prepared. The wheels of history are turning once more, and neither you nor I can stand idly by..."

One month after Theresia went to the front lines.

In Master Huang's territory.

Huang Cao was also keeping a close eye on Leithanian's movements, especially Lamian, who was always concerned about Theresia's growth.

"Ah Cao, how did Theresia do?"

Lamian asked cautiously.

Huang Cao nodded slightly. "At least she didn't get flustered when the battle started, which is enough to crush most people. After all, warfare is one of her strengths."

"What's surprising is that at the moment the war started, the domestic economic situation was actually relatively stable, at least there was no sharp rise in prices."

Production in the rear did not entirely favor war industry; instead, it maintained a peculiar proportion.

This is already quite remarkable, and Theresia also released a series of policies to stabilize the people's livelihood in the rear.

Among them are many good policies that are suitable for Kazdel's current situation. Although Master Huang can still find fault with them, they are all minor issues.

After all, most countries in the world are just makeshift organizations; as long as they can function, there's no need to be so demanding.

"Leithanian... is the next country, or Iberia?"

Sargon can be put on hold for now, since he's basically half-dead anyway.

Huang Cao plans to take a break for a while before continuing to expand his territory.

We need to see what Leithanian's next plans are, but they will most likely remain the same as before.

They wanted to continue a protracted war with Kazdel, diverting domestic conflicts without causing greater losses, while also maintaining relatively high military spending to prepare for the future Gaul.

Of course, this wasn't without its price, as both Kazdel and Leithanian were simultaneously afflicted with a bleeding buff.

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Chapter 169 Master Huang: Why do I feel like I'm the one who's at a disadvantage?

"As expected, the Iberia emperor rejected my application to settle here. After all, in the eyes of these feudal emperors, I was just a tiny grain producer."

Taking advantage of the lull in Theresia's fighting, Huang Cao finally decided to first establish a foothold in the fertile land of Iberia.

Of course, if his arrival causes a butterfly effect, leading to Leithanian breaking through Kazdel's defenses all at once...

Huang Cao would do everything he could to save the brother and sister, after all, he had made a promise to Lamian.

A few days ago Lamian went to the front line to fight on behalf of the Banshee, and she got a lot of Seed from her own A-Cao and distributed them to the other Banshee.

After all these years, although the number of Banshee has rebounded somewhat, it has not yet fully recovered.

If she were to be beaten to death again, she would have nowhere to turn to cry.

Huang Cao could only express her understanding, after all, Kazdel was still her country, and she had to contribute her share no matter what.

Warfarin also went to the front lines as a representative of the army physician Huang Cao's territory.

Huang Cao had also taken protective measures on these two people, and the conditions for triggering the event were very lenient; it could even be triggered if there was a tendency to be harmed.

The protective measures will instantly shield them and destroy everything nearby.

If he can hold out for just one minute, Master Huang will arrive and smash his iron fist into the head of the enemy who dared to harm his wife.

"So, all that's needed in the castle is you and me, Kal'tsit..."

Huang Cao put down the documents in her hand and looked down at Kal'tsit, who was busy working under her desk.

She's busy... but it's clear this cat really wants to talk, but her job prevents her from speaking.

To be precise, Master Huang's immense power rendered the cat speechless.

After finishing her work, Kal'tsit opened her mouth to show her empty oral cavity and sharp teeth above it.

Finally, she slowly stood up, patted her skirt to express her satisfaction, and even elegantly wiped it with a handkerchief.

Huang Cao: It's strange, but I can't quite put my finger on why.

"Your medical treatment this morning has ended, and you are still very healthy. However, we recommend that you eat a little more meat to ensure an Equilibrium diet."

In plain terms, Kaitian Cat wants to try something new.

Good heavens, you've got some nerve to let your Master Huang become your toy.

"That's not what I meant, sir, it's just that the way you look..."

Kal'tsit looked at the shrunken Master Huang in front of her and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth into a smile.

It's truly irresistible; I, Kaitian Cat, have finally tasted the flavor of youth.

Moreover, with the other two mistresses absent, Kal'tsit, being a perfect maid, naturally had to take on the responsibility.

Of course, the most important thing is that this guy didn't refuse, and the other two ladies didn't express any objection either.

The other party has already done more than enough for Kazdel; if they were any more ruthless, they might not even get His Lamian's help.

However, what Miss Warfarin said earlier was true; Master Huang is indeed a very sentimental person. As time goes by, he won't even throw away the back scratcher in his hand.

Since that's the case, then I'll just make myself a tool, a tool that can be used anytime, anywhere.

What does it matter if we suffer this humiliation if we can succeed in the future?

Besides, I don't feel embarrassed. As long as I get pleasure and enjoyment from it, the other person is the one being used as a tool.

Anyway, Huang Cao felt like she had become this cat's self-service beverage machine; she could go a whole day without drinking water.

"Help me organize these documents and properly categorize these reports."

It's time to give this cat something to do, otherwise it just keeps working in the castle every day and doesn't get a break, instead just exploiting me, Master Huang.

Are you the pet or am I the pet?

"Yes, sir, but these forms..."

Kal'tsit was puzzled as to why Huang Cao was so concerned about Iberia's future food production.

The thought of what future robotic vacuum cleaners would do to this country made Huang Cao feel uneasy.

Although the story of Arknights can sometimes be quite long and difficult to follow, remembering the main plot points can still be very helpful.

For example, the Great Silence that nearly led to the demise of Iberia in the future.

So don't be fooled by your current success; things could get really tough in the future!

Moreover, no country dared to take over after the disaster.

Strictly speaking, they also lack the ability to take over, because no one knows whether they will get into trouble.

"Kal'tsit, you should know better than me whether Iberia's constant interaction with the sea might lead to trouble."

"Sir, why are you so sure?"

Kal'tsit had already determined decades ago that this guy definitely knew about the Pre-Civilization, otherwise he wouldn't keep complaining that he was a tens of thousands of years old cucumber.

Although I, Kaitian Cat, am an old fellow of tens of thousands of years, I am still quite charming. My body doesn't age, that's how capricious I am.

"Because they seized power that did not belong to them, and because the fish in the sea were too arrogant and conceited."

Currently, Sargol is the most technologically advanced region on this land.

This technology is probably not as advanced as the Mobile City that will be everywhere more than 100 years from now, but it is powerful enough.

However, no matter how powerful it is, it can't compare to the might of the Pre-Civilization. Those who have suffered the consequences know the consequences.