Come Restore Terra with Me! / Pope: Go Away, I'm About to Hiss-Hiss!

Stargazy Pie, we must also fill our stomachs.

After dinner, Andon sought out Master Huang alone, took out his notebook, and prepared to discuss the matter in detail throughout the night.

Huang Cao shared the same thought; the man before her was not a bad person by nature, but a rare idealist on this land.

Aside from his somewhat extreme methods and youthful age, he has almost no flaws.

Perhaps this man could be the catalyst for Utopia to rightfully succeed Lateran, that is, to become the next pope.

Beside the fire by the river, Huang Cao explained to the pioneer the history of his utopia and its core spirit.

Meanwhile, Arturo, who was in the distance, looked somewhat forlorn; she had even prepared the sleeping bags for the two of them.

"Ms. Arturo, you seem to have feelings for Mr. Huang..."

The perceptive Mostima approached Arturo and, through empathy, understood the young lady's feelings.

There was struggle, there was admiration, and there was a unique kind of attachment.

"You've fallen for him, haven't you?" Lemia stepped forward at this moment, after all, Arturo's emotions at this moment were enough to ignite the emotions of all the Sankta around them.

Even Fiammetta, who lacked any special aura, noticed something amiss. However, she couldn't understand why people were being so hesitant and indecisive – if you like someone, just go for it!

Perhaps it's because he has a wife.

Mostima, who knew the truth, remained silent, afraid of getting beaten up.

Finally, Arturo confessed. "This gentleman has multiple wives, and each of them loves him very much. He also loves his wives, so I had absolutely no chance to interfere."

Ah?

Lemia turned to look at Huang Cao, who was chatting happily with her captain.

Getting married at such a young age? And isn't Utopia a society of monogamy?

"There might be other reasons, but in any case, he already has a partner, but I don't think it's over yet."

Wow! There's an even bigger plot twist!

Lemia: "If you ask me, sister, there are plenty of fish in the sea, why be hung up on just one?"

Fiammetta also felt that letting go was best for everyone; since the other person already had a family, there was no need to break it up.

"You don't understand how important Mr. Huang Cao is to my life. Without him, it wouldn't be long before I end up on the Papal Hall's wanted list, or even commit a mistake that I can't undo."

"My life is completely intertwined with his now. I can only blame him for being too outstanding, too kind, and too gentle."

Listening to Arturo's description, and then looking at his captain's gradually brightening smile in the distance.

Well, this man does have some skill to make the captain, who was just feeling down, suddenly happy again.

Moreover, during the conversation just now, Mr. Huang was reasonable and measured, and his criticism was directed only at Lateran, not at his own group.

"Could you tell us your story with him? Perhaps we can offer some advice," Lemia said.

Arturo nodded; she did indeed need someone to share her frustration and struggles.

The girls present quickly understood why Arturo was so dependent on Mr. Huang.

This is no longer just a simple idealized version of love; it's a true act of redemption.

A broken home, a father who doesn't love me, and a brother who's a human but a machine.

Just when you're about to fall into the abyss, a handsome and gentle person suddenly pulls you back and takes meticulous care of you.

If it were me, I would have succumbed too.

Chapter 557 Let's help Terra!

"Mr. Andon, are you willing to dedicate your life to Paradise, to merge Utopia with Lateran's Paradise, and together create a beautiful world?"

Huang Cao formally extended an invitation to Andon, speaking in a voice reminiscent of Terra succubus.

Andon's heart trembled violently. After just over ten minutes of conversation, the man in front of him had almost resolved all his doubts.

And it directly addresses the core of his confusion.

This world is inherently a world where mutual understanding is impossible. The reason why Lateran's paradise cannot expand to other countries is simply due to differences in ideology and resources.

Lateran relies too much on its aura; it seems unable to survive without it, which limits the park's expansion.

"However, my compatriots might not be so willing. People are selfish, even if this was a debt Lateran owed. And how can the halo be made to disappear?"

"Don't worry about that. I have a way to disable the halo. But before that, I need you to spread the utopian ideals and ideas within Lateran."

Huang Cao pondered for a while, then dropped a Seed onto the ground, from Seed a document sprouted.

"This document is a mutual assistance treaty signed a century ago between the Laterano Church and the Iberian King. The treaty clearly states that if either party suffers a disaster or falls into a situation beyond its control, the other party, if still intact, must provide support."

"When this treaty was signed, the Iberian King provided Lateran with substantial aid, even helping it to develop its industrialization. However, when Iberia was swallowed by the sea, Lateran unilaterally broke the treaty."

"I'll help publicize the contract details. I want to make most Lateran people doubt Lateran's scriptures, thereby impacting their faith and instilling a sense of guilt. Then I'll find a way to turn off the halo."

"I know this is a difficult decision for you because you don't fully trust me. So I'm willing to give you a chance. As everyone knows, outsiders are not allowed to enter Utopia, but I will give you a chance to enter the capital of Utopia, and even, for a period of time, you can freely enter and leave most of the residential areas of Utopia."

Andon's breathing became rapid; the word "utopia" appeared far too often in Iberia.

In the eyes of the Iberia, this was a paradise, and they even held a referendum in earlier years to join the utopia, but unfortunately, Master Huang rejected it on the grounds that the time was not right.

Those who enter Utopia through normal diplomatic applications generally say it's a good place.

Utopian travelers on adult trips are everywhere here, and they're all easy to get along with.

The Utopians left behind so many wonderful stories on this land, which have even become legends among bards in some areas.

"Very well, after I return to report, I will definitely come to your country to witness the paradise you envisioned."

After their conversation, the two extinguished the campfire behind them and followed the river back to their camp.

Actually, the two were quite far from the campsite, over a hundred meters away, so their voices were barely audible.

Andon consciously retreated to the other side of the camp, carrying his own sleeping bag, after all, men and women should keep to themselves.

Considering that there were several more ladies present whom Huang Cao had just met, he also prepared to walk over to Andon's side.

But Arturo firmly held down the hand holding the sleeping bag.

"Don't worry, I've already spoken to these ladies. You'll sleep to my right, and these ladies will be to my left, with me in between."

"Alright." Huang Cao looked at Andon, who was already lying down, and said nothing more.

Due to the special nature of the campsite, the only sleeping equipment available was sleeping bags; there were no carpets, and not even tents.

It's fair to say that you can't expect too much in the wilderness; you can't possibly carry that much stuff while walking.

So the next morning, several women with long hair touched their sand-covered hair and sighed silently.

As expected, this sleeping bag is not worth buying. There's no place to put your hair, and the wind is very strong at night, making it easy to get hit in the face by stones.

After all, Mobile City are mostly located in large open spaces, especially near the capital, where there are simply no caves or similar structures to provide shelter from the wind and rain.

Huang Cao could certainly be used to build a simple plant tent, but he felt it was unnecessary.

It's simply a return to a primitive lifestyle; it's not like we haven't lived like primitive people before.

Having a sleeping bag to sleep in is already a blessing.

When Warfarin and I were reclaiming the land, we had nowhere to live, so we could only hang ourselves on trees or bury ourselves in the ground to rest at night.

Although I want to be Noble Lord, I still need to build houses for most people first, otherwise, how can I ensure they don't feel comfortable working?

The population at the time couldn't withstand Master Huang's arbitrary actions.

"Mr. Huang, did you bring your shower gel and shampoo? Could I borrow them?" Arturo glanced at the sky, estimating it to be around 6 a. m., still early.

Huang Cao knew exactly what the angel lady in front of her wanted to do, so she took out shampoo and shower gel from her spatial storage.

"Gentlemen, it's still early, why don't you go to the other side of the river for a bath?"

Lemia's eyes widened when she saw the shower gel and shampoo in Arturo's hand, especially since it was the famous Utopia brand.

This brand of shampoo is banned in Lateran, but it is very famous internationally, so a lot of smuggled goods have flowed into Lateran and become hard currency in the hands of certain Lateran groups.

The girls quickly ran to the other side of the river without needing to remind the two remaining men.

After all, both Arturo and the others knew that these two had the well-being of the people in their hearts, and this was a matter of trust.

More than half an hour later, with the help of Arturo's Originium Arts, the girls who had dried their hair returned to the group.

The rest of the journey was much easier, and that afternoon we saw the Holy City in the distance.

And with great momentum, they reached the city gate that very night.

"I don't have official identification. You all go into the city first; I need to see someone."

Huang Cao watched as Andon's squad entered the city, then spoke to Arturo.

After saying that, he leaped into the city, while Andon's squad was still undergoing routine checks.

Arturo was puzzled, because foreigners could enter the Holy City with a normal application.

If the person Huang Cao wanted to meet was just an ordinary person, he wouldn't need to sneak around at all.

Unless this person's identity is very unusual and requires special diplomatic procedures.

Chapter 558 Pope: Get out of the way, I need to breathe on myself, ha!

Night.

The Holy City of Lateran holds a unique sanctity; under the halo of the silent Goddess of night, everyone enjoys a brief respite.

But Pope Evangelista XI held a high position, also faced a major crisis in his life.

That is, should I put salt or sugar in my cactus egg tarts?

Making desserts is a great way for Lateran people to relax, and even the Pope is no exception.

Considering that cacti are low-sugar plants and the amount of salt used is also small, he plans to add some salt and a large amount of sugar.

However, when Evangelista returned with a large bag of sugar, one of the freshly baked egg tarts on the table had suddenly disappeared.

"Who! Who stole my egg tarts! You've successfully angered a brilliant but furious pastry chef!"

Evangelista raised his pistol and scanned his surroundings with a sharp gaze.

Even the Pope gets angry, especially when it comes to desserts; they are the Lateran's most sensitive nerve.

I can share, but you absolutely cannot steal!

"So what if I ate one of your awful egg tarts? I'll just buy you another one."

The boy's voice came from above. Evangelista looked up and saw that Huang Cao was holding a tray of egg tarts with a look of disgust on his face.

Upon seeing that it was a young man who had just come of age, Evangelista instantly reverted to his amiable and approachable demeanor.

We need to be tolerant of young people; maybe they're just hungry?

"Child, don't go up there, it's dangerous. You might fall and it would be terrible."

"I say, Evangelista XI, do you really not know who I am?"

The white-bearded old man scratched his head, squinted at the boy's face for a while, and then suddenly jumped up.

Evangelista: "Ha!"

Instant breath!

What are you doing here?

Startled, Evangelista stumbled backward and slammed into the wall.

"Mr. Huang, what are you doing here? Is tonight my last night? Your Utopia is truly wicked, threatening an old man who can't even kill a chicken!"

Huang Cao rolled her eyes on the ceiling, jumped down, and placed the egg tart tray on the cooking counter.

"You grew up listening to my stories, so there's no need for you to be so wary of me. I even saw you at a Terra United Nations conference once, and you weren't this afraid of me then."

Huang Cao was not tall, but in the pope's eyes, he was the embodiment of the devil.

So Evangelista reacted immediately, pulling out his pistol but then hesitating to fire.

Although I broke into your home, your shooting at me directly has already threatened my life.

In any case, we have another reason for war!