Goradya Felt That Life Was Utterly Bleak

Meanwhile, perhaps with the help of some unwarranted forces, Emperor of Ursus Fyodor of Ursus's plea for help crossed mountains and rivers and quickly reached the front lines of Ursus and Kazimierz.

Upon receiving the order, the Ursus Second and Seventh Armies did not engage in direct combat with Kazimierz's Pegasus; instead, they sailed back to their ships that very night.

The defensive towers were out there fighting, but their own team ended up destroying their crystal.

How do you play this?

The Ursus Army Group was composed of a complex mix of military nobles and bloodline nobles, with the Second and Seventh Armies being the direct forces of the Emperor of Ursus.

If the Sixth and Eighth Armies actually overthrow Fyodor Vladimirovich, the Second and Seventh Armies will be in deep trouble.

So when these two army groups returned to the crystal, the rebel army's Third, Fourth, Sixth, and Eighth Army Groups could no longer laugh.

The rebels were already weakened by the East Country War, so how could they possibly defeat the emperor's direct forces?

Therefore, even though they were outnumbered, the combined forces under the emperor's command, plus those transferred back from elsewhere, were powerful enough to suppress the rebels.

So when the two armies, risking their entire families, fought to the death, the intensity of the war suddenly escalated to a terrifying level.

And with the emperor issuing a nationwide call to action and declaring that the rebels would be severely punished, the full-scale civil war in Ursus officially began.

From the northern plateaus to the fertile lands of the central region.

All resources were poured into the endless abyss of civil war, greatly slowing down Ursus's development plans.

"Cool!"

Huang Cao looked at the newspaper in his hand, which was filled with news of the defeats and victories of both armies.

But the happier someone was, the angrier and sadder the black snake in front of him became.

"Master Huang, I'm still here."

"I'm only laughing because you're here; otherwise, wouldn't I have no audience?"

"Now I understand what you meant by reminding me before. So that's what it was. I really can't expect you to be so kind as to warn me in advance."

"Why would I remind you? Ursus is not worthy of being my friend. Fyodor, on the other hand, is a monarch with standard abilities. He wanted to find a path for his country other than war as soon as he took office, but unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time."

The worst thing is when a ruler who wants to maintain the status quo comes up with a bunch of unthinkable tasks that he can't handle.

"Do you want to borrow troops from me?" Huang Cao asked tentatively, but the latter still had a gloomy face.

"Master Huang, you must be joking. I'm afraid Ursus will become a utopia after we take over the troops."

"I think this is a good thing."

"But I still feel that the Utopian system has major flaws. If you fall, the entire empire will fall apart."

Huang Cao didn't rush to deny it; Hei She's perspective on the issue was quite insightful—Utopia did indeed have this flaw.

If anything happens to Master Huang, who is in the highest position of power, then everyone below will start fighting among themselves, no one will submit to anyone else, and no one will be qualified to be in power.

However, once even Master Huang, the most difficult being to kill on Terra, is in trouble, there is no need for Utopia, or even this planet, to exist anymore.

At this point, it doesn't matter whether there's a leader or not; everyone is doomed together.

Black Serpent continued, "In my vision, a nation needs many strong individuals to protect it. Only under the protection of the strong can the common people have hope of survival. Currently, Ursus has too few strong individuals, and they are not united."

So the question arises: what causes this lack of unity?

Black Snake, have you ever really thought about this question?

Huang Cao didn't point it out either; it's useless to talk about life's profound truths with an old stubborn man who's lived for over a thousand years.

The Black Serpent is the embodiment of the Ursus will; its thoughts reflect the thoughts of the vast majority of Ursus people.

Conquest and war are the dominant themes etched into the very bones of this country.

From a small plateau to a vast empire, the Ursus Saber devours every fertile land it traverses.

The Ursus civil war continued, but as the war progressed, the rebel offensive gradually weakened.

The Emperor of Ursus's army and the rebels were locked in a prolonged stalemate, with some of their High-speed Battleship nearly sinking into the mud without moving an inch.

However, it is foreseeable that future wars will inevitably end in victory for the emperor.

Because the dark side of the Ursus Empire never appeared from beginning to end.

It is waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity sufficient to resolve all wars.

"Black Snake, farewell. I'll invite you for tea again in four years. I hope your perspective will surprise me then."

"Master Huang, my thoughts have never changed, and they never will."

"The immortal black serpent may not change, but what if Ursus changes you?"

After leaving those words, Huang Cao took to the air and quickly returned to his territory in Ursus.

Black Snake was left alone, gazing at the vast snowfield, his eyes wandering aimlessly, momentarily lost in confusion.

"Will Ursus change me? I am Ursus myself..."

A few days later, Huang Cao returned to Utopia and kept a close eye on the developments of the Ursus War.

Meanwhile, good news wasn't just coming from land.

In the ocean, the Sea Creatures also achieved great success in corroding Sargol.

Chapter 459: Goradya Feels Her Life is Utterly Dark

Meanwhile, on the distant ocean.

"Gentlemen, I think I have made my strategic policy regarding the land very clear. We need a leader to help us understand the civilizations on the land, and I think Utopia is an excellent choice."

At the high-level meeting in Sargol, several officials presented their views to each other, but the acceptance of the land was already a foregone conclusion.

For some reason, there seems to be a damp smell in the air.

Hratya looked somewhat haggard, but she still cast her vote in favor.

At the same time, she glanced at the other officials beside her with a scrutinizing gaze, and couldn't help but think to herself:

Just how many of these people are that man's henchmen?

Are the governing officials who voted against the proposal truly innocent?

Hratya was somewhat confused; she truly couldn't discern who Sargol's loyal subjects were.

After a vote, the number of officials who agreed to take the initiative to contact Utopia exceeded the number of those who disagreed.

However, Sargol maintained his consistent style in some details, being assertive and unquestionable when communicating.

"Hratya, you don't look well."

"This is what a researcher named Ulpian said, looking somewhat doubtful."

Theoretically speaking, Ulpian, as a researcher, was not qualified to participate in the Council of Consuls.

However, as the chief planner and captain of the Deep Sea Hunter, his position in Sargol is also very important.

The position is equivalent to the captain of a task force, and also has a certain degree of influence.

After all, the war against Sea Creatures was a major national event for Sargol, and any decision made would inevitably involve military support.

"It's nothing, it's just that my health isn't quite right after having a child with Lu Di, and I need some time to recover."

Is that so?

Ulpian clearly did not believe this explanation, and at the same time, he also noticed that there seemed to be something amiss with some of the consuls present.

The physical condition of ordinary Aegir is no different from that of land dwellers. Without the modification by Deep Sea Hunter, their physical condition is still that of weaklings.

Hratya ignored Ulpian's question and simply left the meeting venue after it ended.

On her way home, Hratya stopped at a store that specializes in baby formula and bought several cans of the newly launched product.

Upon returning home and seeing the mess her daughter had made of the room, Hratya's expression suddenly darkened.

"Goradya, I should have told you to keep quiet when I'm not around."

Unfortunately, less than a year old, Goradya didn't understand her mother's request and kept crawling on the cold floor, wanting to be hugged by Hratya.

When Goradya placed her hand on her mother's thigh, she did not receive the warm embrace she had imagined. Hratya simply turned away, leaving her daughter crawling helplessly on the ground.

"You are my daughter, don't crawl on the ground! Stand up!"

Her mother's scolding terrified Goradya, and she sat down on the floor and began to cry.

The voice was loud, but it couldn't evoke the maternal love in the woman in front of him.

Crying won't solve anything, Hratya wanted Goradya to understand this from a very young age.

Goradya cried for a very long time, until her tears dried and her throat became hoarse.

As for whether she was hungry or not, she was actually hungry from the very beginning.

So only after Goradya had completely lost the strength to cry did Hratya prepare to make formula for her daughter.

Beside her desk sat a parenting guide that she had somehow acquired.

The author is an obscure Aegir, and there is almost no scientific basis to support his claims.

Hratya also thought it was very unreliable, but intuitively she felt that this educational approach might have some merit.

Huang Cao strongly disapproves of this kind of education, and will regret it when her children are pulled out of their oxygen tubes in the future.

If you don't love your children when they are young, you can't expect them to take care of you in your old age and see you off when they die.

"Once they learn to speak, we should lay the foundation for Goradya's rule, starting with basic language and mathematics..."

After Goradya had eaten and drunk her fill and drifted off to sleep, Hratya, as usual, did not stay with her. Instead, she locked herself in a secluded room and devised her so-called study plan.

Thus began Goradya's almost nightmarish childhood.

... a few years later.

The year is 1076 in the Terra Calendar, two years after the start of the Ursus Great Rebellion.

From the day she could remember, when she was three years old, Goradya always thought her mother's face was terrifying, always stern and rigid.

If you misspell a word, or even mispronounce a word, you'll get your hand slapped, and this goes on all year round.

Toys? No.

No good food.

There are no fairy tales.

Throughout Goradya's three years of life, all she had to do was dry, uninteresting math and scientific pronouncements.

Goradya was undoubtedly intelligent; at a young age, she learned in just one year all the knowledge that an average student in Utopia would be exposed to during junior high school.

This talent for learning is undoubtedly genius, but unfortunately, Hratya's demands on her are getting higher and higher.

And as she got older, she hired more and more private tutors.

Goradya never knew what happiness was. Even after completing her schoolwork, she would get a severe scolding from her teacher if she tried to fold a paper airplane out of scrap paper.

"Mom, can I go to the amusement park? It's my birthday today. Please don't bother, just give me an afternoon of free time..."

It was her birthday again, Goradya cautiously asked her mother once more.

Hratya didn't even look up; her subordinates were busy grading Goradya's homework.

"No, I have other plans for you today. Do this test first, and I have a meeting this afternoon."

After finishing grading the homework, Hratya left without looking back, leaving behind a set of test papers and locking the door behind her.

Watching her mother's departing figure, Goradya laboriously climbed onto the chair her mother had just sat on. Her homework had no markings other than checkmarks.

So, at just four years old, she had a question: why can those people in the homework have such colorful lives, while I've always...

Little Goradya couldn't understand why other children could go out and play, while she had to stay here to do her homework and take exams.

Is it just because my mother is a consul, and who is my father?

My mother says I don't have a father, but all the other children have fathers. Does that mean the children of the governor don't have fathers?

Goradya still didn't understand, so she could only continue writing the never-ending test papers, and casually throw the homework she had just finished into the shredder.

But just as she was halfway through her homework, Goradya suddenly heard a strange voice coming from afar.

I couldn't hear it very clearly... but then my mother rushed back from outside.

"Goradya, a wretched stranger is coming over in a bit. When he arrives, you must address me as 'Auntie.' I am not your mother this afternoon. And you must obey my orders, understand?"