Goodness, it's Miss Wsheldale! How could you possibly want to take the civil service... / True Dragon: Looks like everyone really is a loyal minister now

However, Presis declined Master Huang's invitation.

"I won't trouble Mr. Huang with that; I'll figure out my own culinary style."

Upon hearing this, both the Doctor and Huang Cao wore expressions of disbelief, and at the same time, they felt a sense of foreboding.

This wasn't because Huang Cao was afraid the Cyber Ghost would threaten his position in the culinary world, but rather because he was amazed that the industry had finally produced another genius.

Because there's a saying...

Wanting to try all sorts of cooking styles implies a love for eclectic cooking.

So finding your own style probably means trying everything and messing it up.

Theresia was just as confident back then, but she was later persuaded to change her mind by Huang Cao.

Finding your own style requires a solid foundation; at the very least, you need to be able to distinguish how to use kitchen tools, rather than creating bombs in the kitchen.

On the way back, Huang Cao patted the Miss Doctor on the shoulder.

"So Doctor, since you're unlikely to die anyway, and considering our past relationship, the job of helping Presis with food tasting is now yours. Don't let Hilda suffer any injustice~"

"Huh? I'm going to try the food? Really?"

The Miss Doctor felt like the sky was falling, but then she thought of Hilda's pitiful state...

Chapter 610 Good heavens, it's Miss Wsheldale! Why do you want to take the exam...?

"Let's put this matter aside for now. You'll have plenty of opportunities to try out the dishes later. I plan to take you to a conference in a month."

Tell me about it.

"Regarding the matter of the Yan Country Emperor, he wants to proactively become an ally of Utopia in a relatively mild way. At the meeting, I want you to serve as my adjutant, since you don't have much work to do these days. How's the portal between the two worlds coming along?"

"I have a clue, but I'm still in the process of creating a new folder. Right now, I'm just doing the theoretical stuff in my head."

Crossing parallel universes is relatively easy; the technology of Pre-Civilization makes it readily feasible.

However, finding a specific universe is quite difficult.

The Miss Doctor held Amiya, whom she had adopted, and fed her all sorts of nutritious snacks along with the Great Banshee.

After Kal'tsit finished lunch, she returned to Sargon. Warfarin went to conduct medical research, Lamian had entrusted most of the affairs of the Banshee River Valley to her good friend Aifarnir.

Aifarnir is the product of combining the best genes of all the Banshee in Banshee River Valley.

She is also the most beloved younger sister, and being exceptionally talented, she manages the clan members with ease.

With plenty of free time, Lamian naturally took over managing all sorts of household affairs and enjoyed it immensely, effectively entering retirement early.

"Fellow villager, my dear A-Cao, this year should be the year before the Tower of Babel story takes place. By now, most of the Mega Cup operators should have appeared, right?"

Upon hearing the words "extra-large cup," the two exchanged a knowing smile.

A name immediately came to mind: American cockroach, Miss Wsheldale!

"Utopia is so prosperous, and the Kazdel region is full of skyscrapers. Life in Wsheldale must be very good, maybe even much quieter," the Doctor asked curiously.

Huang Cao sighed, "Unfortunately, although Wsheldale's life has changed drastically, she is still an orphan. Strictly speaking... she was found around the border of Utopia."

"How could this be..." Miss Doctor couldn't believe it.

"That's understandable. Although Kazdel has almost completely changed the basic image of the Sarkaz race by leveraging the reputation of Utopia, there are still many Sarkaz are unwilling to return to their homeland, but don't want their children to wander outside with them, or perhaps they've been sent away."

The historical reasons cannot be solved simply.

Many are willing to come back, like Mudrock, while many are unwilling to come back, like Rinshi.

Wsheldale's parents died of Originium Infection, and before they died, they sent their child to the border of Utopia.

There was no name, just a cardboard box.

Huang Cao didn't want to delve into the story, but at least during his childhood, Wsheldale in the orphanage displayed amazing scientific and technological talent.

Although she was always causing trouble or on her way to cause trouble, she was still very obedient in front of Master Huang.

"How old is Xiao Wei this year?"

"She just turned 17 a month ago and is currently preparing for the civil service exam. I specifically chose her name."

"My God, Wsheldale!"

The phrase "taking the civil service exam" is actually applied to Wsheldale, an American cockroach!

"I have to go and taste it to see if it's salty... wait... it feels like you specially trained him." The Doctor closed his eyes and licked Ah Cao's cheek with his tongue.

"It smells like... a lie~"

The Miss Doctor could also see that this guy in front of her would never do anything meaningless; Wsheldale had probably already become part of the plan.

Huang Cao didn't hide her intentions, "Wsheldale, as the new generation of Kazdel Speaker in the story, is quite capable. I want her to succeed Theresia."

"Wait, I thought you were going to directly enfeoff your own children as feudal lords, but it turns out you're relying on civil service examinations?"

Huang Cao curled her lip. "I'm implementing an authoritarian system, not a feudal system. There's a fundamental difference between the two. I don't want this utopian, idealized society to become a melting pot of my blood ties."

"Moreover, the successor I have chosen derives power from the center of Utopia and governs only a province within a region, not a return to the previously divided Terra. Everyone except me must serve the whole of Utopia."

My child, if capable, will naturally have the opportunity to contribute to Utopia through legal means.

If you lack the ability, then you should honestly pursue other side hustles; there's no need to ruin a country that has already been built.

I plant trees so that everyone can enjoy their shade, not so that a few people can feast on them.

Therefore, Huang Cao never intended to implement the feudal system in the first place.

Even after Huang Cao becomes a hands-off manager, he can still control the entire utopia and remain an uncrowned emperor.

In short, he did not believe in the wisdom of future generations, nor did he believe that every one of his children was exceptionally gifted.

It would be ideal to cultivate a champion who is no weaker than oneself; if not, then one must prepare for the worst.

Huang Cao can accept that her child is mediocre, but she absolutely cannot accept that he is stupid or bad.

If things are really bad, first think about why you're doing it yourself. If you're not at fault...

Huang Cao could only secretly initiate a soul transformation, directly erasing his Remembrance and teaching him everything again.

This is always the worst possible solution, and he hopes he will never use it.

To be honest, the Miss Doctor was a little shocked after hearing her fellow villager's plans.

He truly is Philosopher King -like figure; I absolutely adore him!

Selecting the virtuous and capable ensures that everyone can enjoy the shade, rather than it being the exclusive domain of one's own family.

If you can't do it well, then don't do it at all; your own children are no exception.

One can only imagine how correct the family values of Master Huang will be in the future.

This is why Huang Cao wants to select a new generation of successors in various regions.

Once everything is resolved, return to family life and contribute to your child's wonderful childhood.

The Doctor said, "Tell me, who are the successors you've chosen in each region? I bet they're all old acquaintances."

Huang Cao stroked his chin and said, "There's no rush, but I've already designated some areas. Vina and Weed Grass will be in charge of Victoria, and Banana... let her choose whatever she wants. I doubt she's interested in being a manager anyway."

"There's no one to choose for the Sargon region yet; once someone is selected, Lukas Sargus will assist him..."

"Kazdel is naturally our American cockroach; at least she did a good job in the story. I'm going to hand over Rem Pito to Hilda."

"As for Columbia... I haven't made a choice yet."

The Miss Doctor continued, "Then here's the problem: this must be quite a long time. Based on my observation, you'll be in power for at least another hundred years."

Master Huang looked distressed.

"So, these people will have to work overtime with me. If their wishes can be sustained, I will grant them long lifespans."

"Of course, if they are outcompeted by others in the future due to their abilities, I have nothing to say. After all, the administrative system of Utopia is very complex, and their selection by me does not mean they will never be surpassed by others."

Chapter 611 True Dragon: Now they are truly all loyal subjects.

"What about Yan Country and Ursus? Surely they haven't found suitable candidates either?"

"These two countries have become my testing grounds, but I do have some excellent candidates for Yan Country."

"Could it be a pink sausage dragon?"

"Old Chen is alright managing Lungmen, but he's not quite qualified to manage a country. The two are not comparable in scale at all. So I plan to let the current Yan Country's True Dragon live for a few hundred more years."

"I remember True Dragon came to you wanting to retire, but you want someone else to keep working for hundreds more years?"

"What can I do? We've finally found a wise ruler who dares to change the status quo. If I let him go, that would be the biggest loss. It's not like I'm not giving him utopian officials. My officials are much more useful than his."

This thing is like the commemorative coins from the Terra yellow skin next door; if you can't spend them all, you spend them like crazy.

"As for Ursus, there are actually quite a few candidates, but whether they can succeed in the future is another matter. If the Terra don't live up to expectations, then I'll have to personally select the people who are suitable for me."

In short, it's harmless. Given the bizarre and unpredictable nature of the local supernatural beings, a 50% chance would be quite good.

If it were a complete system of thought, that would be fine, but unfortunately, Master Huang was only a half-baked one.

They only copied most of the core ideas before setting up the experimental field; the detailed aspects all had to be figured out by the Terra themselves.

"Forget it, I'll cover for them in the end anyway. The Inner Guards belong only to the Emperor. If I don't intervene, the success rate is really low. But even if we fail, I can still save the Xiongxiong Regiment's lives."

After Huang Cao and Miss Doctor briefly analyzed the situation in Terra, the latter finally understood what her fellow countryman was planning.

It's great, but also very tiring.

The fact that he was able to transform this land, once teeming with insects, into what it is today, half of which is beautiful, is enough to prove that his efforts were not in vain.

"You've taken a very gentle path."

"There's no other way. The history and education I received taught me that goals achieved through absolute violence will ultimately end in violence as well. I can't possibly create a hole for my own children."

Huang Cao sighed and looked at the clouds on the horizon.

I hope the future will be as I wish, and that I will never have a golden toilet.

A month later, Huang Cao received another reply from the Emperor of Yan Country.

In the letter, the Emperor of Yan Country mentioned that he had brought over a hundred people to visit Utopia.

Among them were many high-ranking and powerful individuals, whose positions were not concealed in the letters. True Dragon knew how terrifying Huang Cao's intelligence department was, and probably had already thoroughly investigated his entire clan.

Therefore, it's unlikely that these officials can keep their information hidden, so they might as well be honest with each other.

This is a huge gamble.

It's not that True Dragon is pessimistic, but Utopia's size has completely overwhelmed him, and every now and then a few dragons will slip through his fingers.

While there are indeed many loyal ministers on our side, internal strife is equally serious; this is what is meant by checks and balances.

But a true sage king does not need checks and balances; the need for these two words is simply unavoidable.

Huang Cao never needs to be restrained.

The True Dragon's reply was very simple, roughly meaning:

Respected Utopia's Lord, I have selected a trusted member of the Great Yan clan who will arrive in Utopia's territory via a portal at an opportune time to discuss future matters with you.

Huang Cao naturally welcomed the emperor to his country, and was even more pleased after seeing the entourage the emperor had brought.

Among the hundred or so people, there were many familiar faces.

The representative of the Grand Court is Qi Qingyan, and the representative of the Yan Country's officialdom Grand Tutor. Of course, a certain Grand Commandant is not among them.

Clearly, the True Dragon also disliked this guy. After all, he had a rather lenient attitude towards the Sui Beast and naturally didn't like people who contradicted him.

Basically, all the loyal ministers and capable generals of the Yan Country's officialdom were present, including several members of the royal family.

According to True Dragon, these people were all loyal subjects selected through long-term research by the Imperial Guards.

They were loyal to the Yan Country Kingdom, not to the emperor above them.

The reason they chose to submit to the emperor was simply because most of the True Dragon in history were wise and benevolent rulers.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have urged Wei Lao Er to force the emperor to abdicate, even though things went awry later.

This is enough to prove that some officials were loyal only to the country, not to the emperor himself.