Land of Hope, Capital of Capitals.
These were all descriptions of Backlund, the capital of the Loen Kingdom.
With a population of over five million, it was the most prosperous city on both the Northern and Southern Continents.
After Bernadette brought Qin Sheng here, Huang Beibei shook her head.
"Backlund's air quality is still this terrible."
"Yeah, even dogs would shake their heads after smelling it." Qin Sheng deeply agreed.
Huang Beibei: "..."
Did I just shake my head?
Backlund's streets were filled with pale yellow fog, leaving ordinary people with very limited visibility.
There was a classic joke in this great city.
A man visiting Backlund for the first time got lost in the thick smog. He asked someone passing by, drenched from head to toe, how to get to the Tussock River.
In the end, the soaked man answered, "Keep walking straight and don't stop. I just swam up from there."
It was a satire on Backlund's severe air pollution.
"The consequences of excessive industrialization, the large number of factories..." Bernadette spoke at length in an extremely professional tone before adding,
"In fact, Trier has long begun tackling pollution, and it has already seen results."
Trier, the capital of the Intis Republic.
"Beibei, you really are a genius."
Huang Beibei: "...I know what 'genius' means. Dad used that phrase to mock his ministers."
When Roselle had been Consul, he often felt that his subjects were as stupid as curly-haired baboons. Many times, he chose to mock them with expressions from his previous life.
He just loved insulting them when they could not understand him and still smiled at him.
"This is also part of giving you humanity," Qin Sheng said earnestly.
"Beibei, no matter what I say or do to you, it's all to help your humanity grow."