An Unjust Law Is No Law / Ursusian Pastimes

"Alcohol and tobacco consumption is soaring. The Ursus people see no future, only a future they see: a deathly peace enveloping the land, where the working class can't even infiltrate the Legion to oppress other working classes."

This direction is indeed too dangerous. Hellagur asked again and again, "Doc Otter, you don't want to start a war against Ursus, do you?"

"Ursus's enemy is itself." Oute shook his head. "And the people of Ursus need war. We need the hope and future that war brings."

"Terra of constant conflict, and we will sell that."

"You mean, war?" Hellagur asked.

"Peace."

Chapter 271 Unjust Laws Are Illegal

The setting sun painted the clouds red as well, and the stage prepared for the celebration was already set up on the deck.

The relay signal transmission device has already been tested, and multiple cameras will broadcast the scene to Number Fourteen Facility and Lungmen Office via a screen with a delay of about fifteen seconds.

Oute and the others were backstage making final arrangements.

"I thought Rhodes Island was a foreign company," Lin Qingyan said.

On the surface, after Wei Yenwu's mission achieved good results and the war was quelled, Tai, Jie, and Lin were relieved of their duties as military supervisors and returned to their respective homes.

In reality, Lin Qingyan still came up with several lame excuses and submitted her job application to Rhodes Island. Because the Human Resources Department was worried about the series of political factors behind Lin Qingyan, her job application was reported all the way to Oute.

"Our headquarters are currently located between Ursus and Yan, but we missed the Ursus New Year." Oute sheathed his performance saber and asked, "Mr. Lin, if a country's laws are inherently evil from their inception, then is defying them a form of justice?"

This is a very formal way of asking the question, but it can't be said to be closely related to Lin Qingyan's problem and current situation; it's more like they're completely unrelated. Just like yesterday at noon, after "scratching the cracks with a small hammer," he immediately swung a big hammer and unleashed a barrage of ideas at Hellagur.

"...An interesting question," Lin Qingyan answered with difficulty, "Under normal circumstances, such laws cannot last."

"The law lies in fairness, as smooth as water. If a country's laws are fundamentally bad, they will inevitably backfire in the process of being implemented."

"So, defying an unjust law is a form of justice?" Oute pressed.

"..." Lin Qingyan remained silent for a long time before saying, "The law itself maintains order, and order ensures the survival of the majority."

This wasn't Oute intentionally making things difficult for the former Vice Minister of the Dali Temple; rather, it was a problem that had been bothering Oute for a long time.

Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals, or Babel, is an idealistic international organization. This is both one of the sources of its power and its inherent flaw. This organizational model is more defensive than offensive.

Rhodes Island can still plunge headlong into battles that have already deteriorated. But if it's a problem that hasn't yet surfaced, many operators will have reservations.

Oute needs to develop a self-justifying narrative for Rhodes Island's formal and genuine intervention in the internal affairs of other countries.

The concept of blood reward works fairly realistically in Ursus, a country that makes no attempt to conceal violence. However, to continue using it in other countries, it needs to be adapted to the degree of anthropomorphism among the local nobility.

In short, while it's versatile, it's not quick enough or effective enough—you need to activate the skill again after each use to warm it up before it becomes permanent.

"Rhodes Island Doctor, I didn't mean to criticize you..."

Generally speaking, this approach begins with criticism.

Lin Qingyan said, "But using the excuse that 'an unjust law is not law' to defy the laws of any country will only drag everything you want to protect into deeper chaos."

Even Ursus?

Qilin hesitated, but his attitude was already very clear: even if it was Ursus.

Just then, Mr. Elysium, the "super handsome guy," was running laps around the deck. As he ran, he shouted, "I'm the one who stole the jelly milkshake and frozen crushed fruit!"

"Sorry, I have something to take care of," Lin Qingyan apologized, letting out a sigh of relief.

From afar, Oute could hear the roar of thunder.

"Villain! Unforgivable!"

As the night gradually darkened, lightning flashed, dazzlingly bright.

"Whoa! Why did I get shocked suddenly?!"

"That's my 'shattery' music!"

Watching this farce unfold, Oute pulled out the barbecue-flavored cookies that Amiya had bought.

In terms of family background, Lin Qingyan is of divine blood, a noblewoman of the nation; in terms of ability, she passed the imperial examinations all the way to the Imperial Academy and became a disciple of the Dali Temple...

She was qualified to pursue justice from a legal perspective, and was even willing to give up her official position for the sake of justice. From this point of view, she had surpassed the vast majority of nobles of that era.

Ordinary operators wouldn't be as obsessed with the law as she is, but... leaving one's homeland and joining an international organization like this can actually ignite the patriotism of ordinary people.

No amount of flowery language can conceal the fact that we have taken the initiative to intervene and interfere in the internal affairs of other countries.

"I'm the one who stole the jelly milkshake and frozen crushed fruit! Waaaaaah! Why did you shock me?!"

"Shouting out such despicable things has an immeasurable impact on teenagers! Why did you even shout it out in the first place?!"

"This is a bet! A bet's a bet! You've heard of the saying 'a bet' and 'the loser pays off'!? Stealing jelly... Waaaaaah!!"

"I told you not to shout anymore!"

"Everyone says Rhodes Island is also Rim Billiton mining ship, but this scene is quite rare in Rim Billiton..." The young Cautus Catastrophe Messenger clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Don't worry, it's not common to see this on Rhodes Island," said the dark-skinned man with his trousers rolled up, speaking casually. "He just lost a bet."

How did you know?

"Because I won."

"Rhodes Island seems to be a very harmonious place," said the elegantly dressed Elafia.

"Hey? Leonhardt, Tsukino, what are you doing here with Thorns?" Provence squeezed in, her big tail swaying. "The celebration is about to start, and we're not here!"

To streamline the "toilet flow," Oute plans to separate the messengers, Catastrophe Messenger, and local offices from Rhodes Island's existing parallel organizations, making them directly under his own control.

On stage, the petite Zalak and the towering Sarkaz were already standing. Offstage, Nian mingled among the photographers, seemingly trying to abduct them; the operators were mostly seated at the makeshift tables, eagerly awaiting their arrival.

The curtains in both locations have been lit up, and the emblem of the Triangle White Castle has been illuminated.

Backstage, Oute looked at the Catastrophe Messenger in the crowd and had already devised a new plan.

Ch'en has already agreed to the construction of the main body of the Malta, so the only remaining work is the excavation of the Sarcophagus and the re-excavation of the main structure of Chernobog.

Self-sustaining operations at Number Fourteen Facility are nearing completion; it's time to set sail...

Click and Hedley each began their remarks with a line: "With the warmest sun of winter, the new year arrives as promised..."

At the Lungmen office, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh, you know it's hot today?"

Looking back, the past year has given us hope, achievements, and, more importantly, the experience of growth...

The refugees at Number Fourteen Facility were also completely silent.

Chapter 272 The Ursus People's Hobbies

Although the two hosts' lines were not very polite, the celebration had to continue.

At the branch venues in both locations, cameras were pointed at their respective "militia" members to record every detail of their appearance.

After more than half a month of training, Oute added melee combat exercises back into their manual.

These Deepwinter Soldiers, carrying air rifles and power axes, marched in neat square formations from one end of the field to the center.

Their uniform silver coats transformed them into a ruthless army from a nightmare. It's worth noting that the Lungmen soldiers had secretly turned their liquefied gas backpacks to maximum power, using them as air conditioners.

"So cool! I've made up my mind! I want to join the soldiers too!"

"Sonia (Winter), you said before that you wanted to replace the Doctor..."

"You're so long-winded, Lada (Gummy)!"

"It's too early to call them 'handsome' now. The real elite troops are those who can successfully change formations and recover afterward!"

"Natalia (Rosa), there's no need for this if you can't even meet the Doctor." Little Bear pushed up his glasses and said, "Such a unit simply doesn't exist in Chernobog. Even an army group couldn't do that with the conscripted soldiers."

"Anna (Istina), the person who wants to see the Doctor is not me, but a survivor of the Rostov Industries."

The soldiers lined up in staggered formations, mounted their guns on their power axes, and stood ready to fire.

After firing, they moved in unison to give their comrades the field of fire.

Another round of firing.

After repeating this process several times, they first stored their firearms behind their backs, then formed a battle formation and began practicing with power axes.

The power axe offers more freedom of movement compared to a regular two-handed axe, but considering that he himself didn't want to use it by hand every day, Oute only included some simple and effective techniques in the manual.

The soldiers gripped the axe near the top of the blade with one hand and the middle with the other, twisting their waists to restore the power axe.

Slash, parry, thrust, hook...

White, freezing air helped them swing their axes and return to their original positions.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers began to change formation.

They repeatedly changed formations and demonstrated similar combat techniques.

To be honest, this was actually a solo performance by Oute. The soldiers could only perform single-handedly firing in formation and demonstrating some power axe maneuvers at most.

Want them to keep changing formations? Absolutely not. They'll need at least three to five months of continuous training.

"..."

"Natalia?"

"I have nothing to say, Anna." The eldest daughter and heiress of the Rostov Family pouted and obediently admitted, "Although it wasn't me who wanted to see the Doctor, I'm still resentful for not seeing Doctor."

Sonia handed over a roasted potato, her gaze lingering on the stage. "If you (ChewChew) go to the Doctor yourself (ChewChew), he should see you, right?"

The little bear swallowed and said, "After all, he said he wanted to train us as... the backbone of something."

Natalia sighed.

After all, "General Winter" was neither from a noble family nor a wealthy merchant background, so it was only natural that she had no sensitivity to such matters...

But... I still have to give it a try.

If sufficient benefits can be provided...

Following the formation performance was a series of songs, dances, and spoken word programs from both the Wu and Yan sides.

Aside from Oute's tireless and multitasking militia drills, everything else was fairly standard. But the refugees from both locations and the operators on site were unexpectedly happy.