Gladiia, I Made Your Mom Cry!

But in any case, this woman's way of educating her children in the future is indeed terrible, otherwise Goradya wouldn't be so dissatisfied, or rather, Aegir are like this.

Just as the golden fish was wondering...

The real culprit, Huang Cao, walked in from outside the medical room and gave the nurse a look, indicating that she could rest today.

After everyone had left, Huang Cao casually peeled an orange and ate it while talking.

"How are you feeling after being unconscious for two days?"

"Utopia is making an enemy of Sargol."

At a time like this, are you still thinking about being enemies?

Take a look at your current situation first. Even if you die here, no one will find out.

Of course, to be considerate of the other party's "young" feelings, Huang Cao did not make any definitive statements yet.

"Now that things have come to this, I'm not afraid of anything anymore. The bombing has already happened, and there's no turning back."

After Huang Cao finished peeling the orange, Hratya assumed the man wanted to give her vitamins and had even prepared her refusal.

As a result, the other person simply threw it into their mouth, showing no understanding of the meaning of the word "gentleman."

"Tell me, what do you want from me? Or rather, what do you want from Sargol?"

No matter how proud Hratya was, she had to face her defeat with composure.

The man in front of her seemed fearless, which frightened her. It seemed that the development of the mainland was not as backward as the textbooks described.

When exactly did the country of Utopia emerge?

"Should I notify the Sargol authorities? I do have some connections. A few days ago, you violated our borders without submitting any application beforehand. My actions are both reasonable and justifiable."

As expected, upon hearing that she needed to contact Sargol's headquarters, Hratya could no longer maintain her icy demeanor.

"Do not contact Sargol headquarters, sir..."

The girl lowered her head, whether out of shame and indignation or because she had shed her pride, it was hard to tell.

What reason do I have to be proud of now?

It's not even as good as a stranded fish, because even if a fish is stranded, it can at least swish its tail when facing prey.

But in his current miserable state, he can't even turn over.

Moreover, since this operation was not approved in the first place, and as a newly appointed governor, his position was not yet stable.

If Hratya's rivals seize this opportunity to attack her, once she falls from her high position, she will have no chance of recovery.

But that's still not the point. If you're caught going out on your own, you'll at most get a few words of criticism. The key point is that you actually crashed your car on land.

He was even captured by land dwellers!

When has our civilization ever suffered such humiliation?

Therefore, if the news were to reach Sargol, it would be nothing short of a shock to the values of this civilization, especially since it involves such a significant strategic project as the Deep Sea Hunter.

Surely no one is naive enough to think that there is no political struggle in Sargol?

If it were truly a united front, it wouldn't have been conquered by Sea Creatures Express so quickly in the future.

A civilization may display its arrogance, but please remember this.

Don't underestimate your opponent.

A normal nation should possess the spirit of psychologically despising the enemy and tactically respecting them.

So, in order not to become a sinner of Sargol, Hratya had no choice but to bow her head and speak to the man in front of her in an almost pleading tone.

Chapter 296 Goradya, I made your mother cry!

She had never suffered such humiliation or felt so powerless in her entire life.

More importantly, Hratya couldn't see through the man in front of her.

I don't know what benefits the other party wants to gain from me.

Just here, simply looking at myself, chatting on and off.

It's actually quite normal that she couldn't see through Master Huang.

Because Huang Cao was also pondering what to do at that moment, it wasn't that she couldn't see through it, but rather that there was no need for her to see through it at all.

He already had a plan in mind, and even prepared the props, but he didn't know how to take it a step further.

If the protagonist hasn't figured out what to do, how can anyone else predict what I'm thinking?

High emotional intelligence: Take things slowly and methodically.

Low emotional intelligence: acting on a whim.

"Talent is the foundation of everything, Miss Hratya. As the governor, you should think this through carefully."

"You actually know my name and position. It seems you have a deep understanding of Sargol's political system. The Landmen's spies have even been planted there..."

Hratya was surprised that the other person knew her name and even her identity...

This alone is something that ordinary countries cannot compare to.

"It seems I must overturn my previous conclusion that you captured Sea Creatures by sheer luck. I'm very curious, what exactly are your abilities that allow you to persuade the proud Aegir?"

So, is it still Dihua?

Huang Cao tried his best to keep a serious expression, but inside he was already laughing his head off.

How the hell did they manage to persuade the arrogant Aegir?!

I have not planted any intelligence agents in your country at all!

It's all just your wild imagination and fabrication!

I'm going to record this and show it to Little Swordfish about her mom's embarrassing moments later!

That's hilarious!

But since that's what you think, I guess I'll just have to go along with it.

The flowers basking in the sun nearby had a strange feeling and recorded this hilarious scene into their Seed.

"To tell you the truth, my control over Sargol is far greater than you imagine. I know about your research on Deep Sea Hunter, and I even know your combat strategies for the next ten years or so."

Hratya felt dizzy and her intuition told her that what the other person was saying was definitely not true.

But why is this man so confident?

If it's fake, aren't you afraid of being exposed by yourself?

Then, Huang Cao revealed a little bit of her understanding of Sargol in the storyline.

In fact, most of these speculations were written by fans of Arknights on the official website, and some were also found in the game's artbook. ☆￥

At times like this, it comes down to who has the greater courage. The golden retriever in front of us is almost scared out of her wits, so it's time to press our advantage and deliver a decisive blow.

As expected, after a few words, Hratya was completely convinced and sighed inwardly:

So Sargol had already been infiltrated to this extent? He's practically riddled with holes.

"I have many intelligence agents in Sargol, but they are only there to gather intelligence."

"But the intelligence you just mentioned is impossible to obtain without a certain status."

"Think what you want, after all, you have no room to resist now."

"I could never betray Sargol!"

Huang Cao smiled but didn't say anything. Instead, he tapped the petri dish next to him, which contained the woman's legs and feet.

"I admire people with backbone the most, but it's obvious you don't have that kind of courage."

"Since you are not the supreme commander of Sargol, you still have various leaders above you. Are you really willing to give up like this?"

Goradya's assessment of her mother was very sharp: power-hungry, indulgent, and short-sighted.

The latter is debatable, but Goradya the former was absolutely clear.

If the assessment is true, then it means that the woman in front of him would absolutely not give up her life now.

"I know you work at the Institute for Scientific Development Planning in Sargol, and I know you are now the head of that institute."

As if he had completely guessed what the woman was thinking, Huang Cao continued to make wild and bold assumptions.

"If you die here, will Sargol relentlessly pursue your whereabouts? Will he really investigate the cause of your deaths? Or will he simply push a new leader to replace you?"

"I know Sargol far better than you imagine, so I know what your subordinates think of you. As the newly appointed governor, your staff has always had a lot of complaints about you."

"So you're eager to produce results, because only in this way can you solidify your position within the research institute."

"Think about it, you finally got the position of governor of the research institute, but because of an accident, you had to give your life for the great Sargol. In the end, everything was in vain."

"Think about your colleagues. How happy they must be when they hear the news of your disappearance. They might even want to take your place immediately, or even steal your research results to glorify themselves."

Hratya was no longer willing to say anything; she hadn't expected the other party to know so much about her research institute.

It can even pinpoint a researcher's attitude towards them—what a terrifying intelligence capability that must be.

When exactly was Sargol infiltrated to this extent?

As if her lifeline had been grasped, Hratya's face grew paler and paler, and she actually began to imagine herself in that fateful ending.

Does everything I've done since childhood really have to end at this moment?

Am I afraid of death?

Should I really betray my country for power and status?

Looking at Goradya of life.

Huang Cao clapped his hands, signaling the staff who were already prepared to take out the two Seed contained in the Originium box.

Instead of continuing to use her stubbornness to assert her dignity, Hratya fell into deep thought.

Master Huang knew that he was close to winning over the other party.

Because she started to think, and the fact that she started to think meant that his heart was beginning to waver.

Now all he needs to do is add fuel to the fire; giving the other side more time now will make it easier for them to expose their weaknesses.

"Here are two Seed. The green Seed seven represents life, and it also means that I will completely control your future. The black Seed two represents death. If you take it, you and your men will all die in this hospital today."

"One minute countdown, don't rush to play the victim, crying counts as time too."

"If you don't give an answer within a minute, I'll assume you've chosen black as a sign of respect. After all, my undercover agents in Sargol don't need you; you're just the one who seems most useful right now."

Huang Cao pointed to the clock hanging on the wall; at this moment, the second hand was exactly at the beginning of the minute.

After that minute, the minute hand will be at the end of the hour, and the hour hand will slide to the next division.

"Time is running out."

The second hand of the clock's inner disc quickly passed halfway, and Hratya's mind was in complete turmoil.

A mix of panic and determination flashed across his face, shattering his dignity as a ruler and leaving him only a pitiful figure struggling to survive.

"I agree, please don't kill me!"

Hratya cried out those four words as if for help, her eyes brimming with tears, as she anxiously watched the clock, which had only a few seconds left until the minute was up.

Finally, she couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears like a bullied little girl.

"Don't look so pitiful. I can't stand seeing girls cry. Smile, okay?"

Huang Cao gently wiped away Hratya's tears with a handkerchief, but the latter still couldn't stop crying, her heart breaking.

The man surnamed Huang also realized that Hratya wasn't just playing the victim; she had genuinely broken down mentally.

Okay, another embarrassing story.

Record this and show it to Goradya.

Look! Your mom was bullied by me and cried once!

After crying for about half an hour, releasing most of the negative energy in her heart, Hratya's heart gradually calmed down.

Of course, his eyes were definitely red from crying.

She also realized that only by living could she possibly change everything.

As long as I'm alive and can return to Sargol, there's still a chance. ↓; 9146