This Isn't a Rebellion, It's a Revolution!

He had even emphasized that it was meant for the person most cherished in one's heart, and at the end of the letter, he had used the Yan Country language to recount Shen Nong's story.

Could he have seen through my identity?

Ji's identity was hardly a secret in the eyes of the upper echelons of various nations.

After all, they all had their own intelligence agencies. Although communication was inconvenient, after several hundred years, they should have learned at least something about each other's background, no matter how difficult communication was.

So it wasn't all that strange for him to know her identity.

But... how had Eden learned about Elder Sister Shu's experience in Great Wilderness City?

This was no ordinary secret. It might even know what was buried beneath Great Wilderness City.

Could there be a spy from Kazdel among the upper echelons of the Yan Country?

Ji shook his head. The possibility was practically zero.

Most likely, Eden's lord had obtained some information about his sister from elsewhere.

With so many people in Great Wilderness City, it was impossible to guarantee that none of them had escaped.

He put the emerald tea leaves from the jar into his mouth and chewed. Strangely, despite having spent several months inside the can, the tea leaves were still as fresh as if they had just been plucked from the tea tree.

They were cool and crisp on the tongue. It was less like chewing leaves and more like eating tender, crunchy fruit.

These tea leaves...

Juice burst across his mouth, and Ji felt his mind go blank.

An indescribable coolness spread throughout his body. His mind became infinitely clearer, while his thoughts grew incomparably sharper.

It was nothing like the traditional novels, where one felt a warm current after eating something, flowing through the entire body.

Eating the tea leaves felt like lying on a bamboo mat in summer while a piece of jade radiating chill brushed over his entire body.

It was refreshing, slowly nourishing every part of him.

"It's impossible to describe how relaxed I feel... But can this really resist its erosion?"

It didn't seem to have any ability to repair or enhance his body. Could it be meant to repair the mind instead?

Even so, Ji intended to personally bring these tea leaves to his sister and let her try them.

After enduring for so many years, could his sister really make it through another century?

Could something unexpected happen with the demonic fragment hidden beneath Great Wilderness City?

All of these were unknowns.

"Tell the merchant caravan to prepare the vehicles. We're heading to Great Wilderness City!"

This matter was of great importance. It would only be safe if he escorted it personally.

Ji now wished he could teleport straight to his sister's side. If he relied solely on his own speed, he could reach Great Wilderness City in just one day.

But moving that quickly would certainly put the upper echelons of the Yan Country on guard. In the end, it would be his brothers and sisters who were in danger.

So he couldn't act rashly. He could only quietly approach Great Wilderness City under the guise of conducting trade.

Hopefully, this trip would be worthwhile...

"So, if you're not sick, why are you eating my tea leaves? Are you testing their flavor?"

Huang Cao, who was hand-building a High-speed Battleship at home, suddenly felt as if someone had taken a bite out of the tea leaves he had sent away.

Since the distance was simply too great, Huang Cao could only vaguely sense that the tea leaves he had sent had been eaten by an ordinary person.

Don't consume it outside the prescribed course! You accept the consequences~

All right, actually, there weren't really any consequences. It wasn't as though branches would suddenly grow from your body.

An ordinary, healthy person who ate this would only feel happier, with quicker thoughts.

Since it contained a faint trace of the Power of Abundance, it would actively repair all damage sustained by the consumer.

Of course, Huang Cao's tea leaves had limited power, so they couldn't bring the dead back to life or make bones grow flesh.

After all, Huang Cao planned to fleece this pair of siblings for all they were worth in the future.

If there was no profit to be had, why would he take the initiative to help Ji?

It wouldn't do even if his elder sister and younger sister were beautiful!

Thinking of this, Huang Cao felt even more energetic as he worked. That was right—being a lord also required labor.

He had calculated everything, but in the end, he had never expected the supporting facilities for a High-speed Battleship to be so underdeveloped in this era.

No matter how physically strong ordinary Sarkaz were, they couldn't possibly carry dozens of tons of steel plates around while hopping from place to place.

Some purebloods of the Royal Court with truly pure bloodlines could probably do it, but clearly, the vast majority of the people in his territory were ordinary Sarkaz.

There was no choice. For the sake of his High-speed Battleship and a better life in the future,

the lord also had to work for equal pay.

However, after working for several months, Huang Cao found it too troublesome. He directly used the blueprints in the database and plant technology to build a simple manufacturing workshop.

When a worker tugged on a vine, the vine pulled things upward. When they tugged on a flower bud, it released an object.

The entire assembly line greatly increased efficiency.

It was just that the originally bustling, enthusiastic worksite instantly became a gardening workers' meeting after being decorated with fantastical plants.

Forget it. Gardening workers were fine, as long as the High-speed Battleship they built could run.

Here, Huang Cao couldn't help praising Terra's outstanding materials science.

Even though it was still more than two hundred years before the main story, materials science on this land had already developed to such an astonishing degree.

No wonder Victoria could afford to operate Steam Knights.

With the support of biological lifting technology, Eden had obtained a three-kilometer-long High-speed Battleship in only about half a month.

It couldn't compare with a landship, but it was sufficient for now.

Did everyone still remember the "cells" Huang Cao had put together before? Each High-speed Battleship manufactured by Eden had two of these cells.

One was attached to the engine, using the Power of Abundance and Originium as a dual energy supply.

With the Power of Abundance as an auxiliary, it could greatly improve the operating efficiency of the Originium engine. If there was no Originium, tossing in some enemy corpses or leftover scraps would still get it moving.

It wasn't picky about food.

The other cell managed the outer shell and endowed it with regenerative capabilities.

At the same time, the two cells could exchange information through special patterns in the metal, jointly creating the operating environment of the High-speed Battleship.

"So I really am a genius!"

Huang Cao looked at the freshly completed High-speed Battleship and nodded in satisfaction.

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Unfortunately, the High-speed Battleship couldn't break the sound barrier on land, so he couldn't experience the sensation of flying.

There was always the future. Once he further developed the Power of Abundance, perhaps he could make a High-speed Battleship that took to the skies.

But Gaul truly was a nation that was difficult to surpass.

When Huang Cao thought of the future War of the Four Emperors, his heart surged with excitement.

It had been the earliest nation to use Originium internal combustion engines, beginning mass production as early as 818. By using Originium, this highly efficient energy source, Gaul had created cities of incomparable splendor.

Electric lights illuminated every street and alley. It was a level of prosperity even Victoria found difficult to match.

It was just a pity that Originium had brought it success, and Originium had brought about its downfall.

By the way, what year was it again?

Huang Cao checked the timeline and discovered that the current year was 910, the seventeenth year after Kal'tsit had been beheaded by Teresis.

"What an awkward era. If it had been a few years earlier, I could have ridden the wave of Bolívar and the Tara Dynasty. Unfortunately, it's too late now~"

The next hundred years would be a golden age of steady development for every nation. Basically, nothing major would happen.

It was only the War of the Four Emperors, more than a century later, that would completely tear away civilization's fig leaf.

The development of Mobile Cities would also take place during those hundred-plus years.

Huang Cao had plenty of time left, because a century was more than enough for his reputation to spread throughout Victoria's new nobility.

Most of Victoria's new nobles did not live as long as he did.

What was even more astonishing was that the soil Huang Cao had developed earlier had now spread across fifty percent of Victoria's territory.

It seemed the old nobles had begun exerting themselves as well.

The struggle between the two sides was bound to trigger a new round of power struggles. Unfortunately, the Tara Dynasty had completely vanished twelve years ago, before he had even crossed over.

It was as though the heavens wanted him to develop peacefully without causing trouble, directly throwing him into an era where development was his only option.

That was a good thing. Even Kazdel was often mired in war during this period, but overall, it could still be considered peaceful.

The siblings Theresia and Teresis also took advantage of this golden age to scavenge whatever they could, eventually salvaging the nation's first Mobile City.

But he had helped the siblings resolve the trouble posed by Leithanian. Surely they would be able to develop even better in the future.

Probably...

So the time had come.

So far, were Victoria's new nobles willing to let him take control of Londinium?

The time wasn't right yet. The conflict between the two sides wasn't sharp enough...

Sitting on a soft sofa, Huang Cao held the Speaker identity card that Victoria's new nobles had given him.

Under the radiance of the Golden Giant Tree, the identity card shimmered with a golden glow.

Should he ascend to the highest visible peak of power, or honestly remain the operator behind the scenes?

Huang Cao kept pondering this in his heart, trying to determine the difference between the two.

Although he hadn't decided yet, he couldn't afford to move slowly when it came to achieving his goal.

"Old nobles stealing the soil and reducing the land's fertility, while natural disasters cause crop yields to fall—a flawless excuse."

Huang Cao immediately wrote a letter, using the identity of the Lower House's Speaker to demand that all the new nobles guard their manors and farmland.

He had specifically pointed out in advance that the theft of the soil could very likely lead to reduced yields.

This amounted to giving all the nobles an early warning and laying the conflict bare.

This move further inflamed the old nobles' desire for the "new" land. What was more, some of the soil had already been mixed into the old nobles' territories.

After more than a year of cultivation, crop yields in every noble's territory had increased by at least twenty percent.

Its excellent effects had made everyone aware of the soil's value.

Thus, in Victoria's current paradise, ridiculous scenes of soil theft were playing out constantly.

That was also why Huang Cao had decided to accelerate his plans.

He only needed to make a slight movement in Eden, and he could effortlessly control the yields of every crop grown in the soil.

Now, he only needed to wait for the right moment, then toss a spark into the powder keg.

"Next year, tell the new nobles directly that due to technical issues, production of the Abundance soil has been drastically reduced, and that we can provide less than ten percent of the original output."

Huang Cao chose to intensify the conflict further. If it could directly escalate into bloodshed, that would be ideal. At that point, he could become the central figure once more and thoroughly win the new nobles' favor.

After sending the letter, Huang Cao immediately placed a call to Shi Huaiya.

"Greetings, Speaker. What do you require?"

Shi Huaiya's tone on the other end of the phone was unusually solemn, as though she were waiting for a king's command.

Loyalty!

"How is Abundance Group developing?"