Thank you for the invitation. I am in Terra, just under the stars.

They looked eagerly at the gorgeous and elegant teacher who came from a noble family, hoping that she could continue, and the teacher lived up to expectations.

"...Now, students, please turn to Textbook 1 Thirty...Uh--!?"

The beautiful Hippogriff suddenly staggered, but fortunately he did not fall. He held the podium with one hand, bent down and squatted on the ground, and covered his chest with the other hand.

"teacher?!"

The student sitting nearest hurriedly stepped forward to help her, but she just waved her hand, stood up slowly, regained her calm demeanor and said:

"It's okay, don't worry about me, let's continue with the lecture."

"How about...Teacher, would you like to take a break?" The student who wanted to help her said hesitantly.

She really likes this teacher's class and doesn't want to lose focus for even a minute, but the teacher's health is more important.

The next second, a gentle feeling came from the top of his head. The student was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned slightly red.

"It's okay, don't worry."

The student stopped trying to persuade him to continue and sat back down in a daze, becoming distracted for the first time in the teacher's class.

A history class ended smoothly. After the class, the gorgeous Hippogriff walked into the office used by only himself.

She frowned and looked at the girl's beautiful face reflected behind the glass.

"It's strange, I had heart palpitations just now...

"Only this body feels it, why?"

Hippogriff paced back and forth in the spacious office, feeling increasingly uneasy.

She is an immortal evil god. As a god, her side is not reflected in the material world, but in the spiritual world. Therefore, every one of her premonitions is extremely accurate.

At that moment, my heart palpitated, as if my godlike side had disappeared, but it only existed in this body.

"It seems...the source is collective consciousness?"

Hippogriff immediately wanted to connect to the collective consciousness, but just as she was about to make this move, a warning of a life-and-death crisis immediately appeared in her heart.

Vague feeling...

It was as if he was being submerged by the waves that reached all over the sky and swept the entire world.

Try your best——!

The Hippogriff's high-spirited eyes almost lost their brightness at this moment.

Her body, which was not very strong, secreted excessive hormones under the great fear, her heartbeat increased, her limbs became stiff, and she was unable to move.

It took a while to calm down, and I was still confused.

What the hell?

Forget it just now, why is it so risky to even enter the collective consciousness?

Am I not a spiritual god?Why isn’t even my hometown safe anymore?

Hippogriff staggered to the seat, threw himself on it, and sat slumped, staring at the ceiling suspiciously.

She felt that even if she was not the ceiling, she should still be among the best. Why did she suddenly withdraw from the version?

Compared with the sense of crisis, she felt extremely small, as if she was facing the entire planet.

There is no need to deliberately target it, the aftermath caused by the other party is enough to kill you.

You can't. The land beneath your feet has really become self-aware, right?

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When a certain immortal evil god was confused and doubting life, in a more distant place, an unhappy little killer whale had a dream.

There was an unusually beautiful scenery in the dream. The vast night sky looked like the reflection of the ocean; the stars seemed like lights in the deep sea.

The air is humid, so humid that it has tremendous buoyancy.Just stretch out your hand and wave it gently, and your body will float lightly.

Skadi did not swim to the sky, she was sitting on the shore, quietly looking at the scenery in front of her.

The gentle waves occasionally caressed her shoes. The sword she never left was placed beside her, and on the other side sat a girl wearing a red dance skirt.

The girl was wearing a large hat, and her face could not be seen clearly. Her fluffy silver hair fell down like a waterfall, or rolled up like waves, flowing gracefully and confidently in the boundless wind.

She was holding a staff in her right hand and carrying an iron box nearly as tall as a person in her left hand.

Paying attention to the clothes again, the red dress not only exposed her navel but also her shoulders. The hem of the skirt was super short, revealing a large area of ​​skin that was pale and somewhat sickly. Her long and voluptuous legs were beautiful and healthy.

The white hair as smooth as his own and the familiar figure made Skadi feel friendly.

She finally realized that she was dreaming, and everything in the dream was so clear, but when she tried to focus on it, she found that it was all covered with a veil, and she couldn't see the reality.

Just like every dream before.

She moved a little closer, smelling the delicious fragrance coming from the girl in the red dress, and suddenly noticed that there was a sound in her dream.

The light and ethereal singing seemed to come from the horizon, ethereal and distant.Following the accompaniment of the song, the tide is beating on the rocks.

One tide, one wave, and so on.

Skadi was mesmerized by the song. The song was so familiar that she had the illusion that it was coming out of a dream.

At this time, the girl in the red dress said:

"I found him."

Her voice was so ethereal and beautiful that Skadi felt like she had heard it somewhere before.

Look carefully, is it the ethereal singing coming from the horizon?

Yes, but more than that, there is an extremely awkward feeling of familiarity.

That feeling is like a misplaced time and space, making people feel physically uncomfortable.It's just that this negative impact is not worth mentioning compared to the intimacy brought by the girl in the red dress.

I want to hug her, want to kiss her...

Yes, there is no one more kind than her in this world, the one who can save her from loneliness.

The thoughts in the dream could not be controlled by reason. When Skadi's excitement surged into her throat, the girl made another move.

She looked at Skadi, her eyes overflowing with desire like blood.

Skadi was so fascinated by that gaze that he didn't even notice the girl's appearance. He only heard her say:

"Go to him, for me, for us.

"Must, must find him."

Whispers are like sinking into the deep sea, gentle and moist.

PS: I haven’t decided where to write the next volume...

PS2: It felt like it would affect the senses if I split it into two pieces, so I sent them together.

1. Theresia’s Troubles

In early 1094, on January 1, there were snowflakes in the sky over Kazdaele.

In the ancient black palace, there are offices that handle government affairs.

The slender figure slowly walked to the window, and the biting cold wind blew in her face, gently blowing her pink and white hair.

Theresia looked out the window. This was the high point of Kazdaele's capital, and she could easily see the city's face.

The capital has a large number of ancient buildings that have been renovated rather than demolished and rebuilt, retaining a sense of history.It’s not that I don’t like modern, more efficient high-rise buildings, or that I have any attachment to classical styles, but it’s because of safety issues.

The modernization of the city will inevitably use a large amount of Originium. This is not the amount used by an individual person, but the loss in K units of factories and power plants.

Extensive use of Origin Stones will inevitably cause natural disasters. This is why Mobile City-State came into being. In order to get rid of the shackles of natural disasters, the city will be highly modernized or industrialized.

If you want to increase production capacity, you will inevitably face the problem of natural disasters, and Kazdaele does not have any mobile city-state. Because of this, even the military's armored units are so fragile.

The frail princess looked at the building covered with a layer of snow outside in ecstasy. For a long time, her delicate pink lips parted slightly, and she exhaled a white mist that dissolved in the air in the blink of an eye.

"Ugh……"

"what happened?"

A voice came from behind.

Theresia looked back, and saw a mint-colored big cat walking in with an armful of documents. He didn't even raise his head when he asked this question, and was still putting the documents on his desk to sort them.

Different from when she was in Rhode Island, Kelsey wore a Kazdare aristocratic dress. Although it was a relatively simple style, it also exuded an elegant and calm temperament, like an ancient aristocrat.

Now that Theresa has returned to the throne, if you want to work around her, you must dress appropriately. At least this will reduce a lot of unnecessary but annoying gossip.

Especially since Kelsey is still in charge of internal affairs, she must consider the thoughts of most people in the Kazdare royal family.

It must be said that although this big cat is not very good at external affairs, it is very good at dealing with internal affairs and can easily detect objections and deal with them appropriately.

Within a month of taking the position, everyone in the Prince's Female Faction recognized her, and other factions would not openly oppose her. Not only would they try their best, they would also play some role.

An expert is an expert in civil war, but an amateur in foreign war.

Theresia smiled lightly, showing some helplessness and sadness, and whispered:

"It's getting colder, colder than it has been in the past ten years."

"This winter has been difficult." Kelsey, who was sorting out documents, responded.

For Kazdaele, winter is always the most difficult. Problems with food and accommodation are commonplace, and ore disease can also breed at a high rate in extreme weather due to the decline of human immunity.

Just like W's mother, most Sakaz people huddled in a shabby shack, wrapped in one or two thin clothes, enduring hunger, cold and ore disease in the cold wind.

In other words, Sarkaz is already strong and has resistance to the Origin Stone, otherwise the harsh environment alone would be enough to wipe out the people living here.

This is why even though the Sakaz people almost unified the world, other countries did not come to kill them all.The effort is not proportional to the harvest, and the soil here is too poor.

"Yeah, it's hard..."

With her arms on the window sill and wearing warm fleece clothes, Theresia murmured in a low voice.

In the first year after she returned to the throne, she faced an extremely cold winter. She felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over her head, and she was so cold even though she was wearing warm clothes.

As a demon king, with the ability to telepathize and empathize with the Sakaz people on this land, Theresia seemed to have seen many people dying silently in the cold wind with no clothes on.

Just as she was grieving and thinking about how to survive the cold winter, Kelsey, who had sorted out the documents, raised her head and said:

"The Iron Blood Heavy Industries is here to communicate."

"Okay, here I come."

Theresia responded quickly, gathered her emotions, and walked quickly back to the desk to sit down.

A video message popped up on the computer. In it was a gentle white-haired young woman, sitting in an office that had a sense of technology and was completely different from Kazdaele's style.

In the video was The Shining. She was typing on the keyboard with her head down. From the corner of her eye, she saw someone sitting down. She looked up and saw the figure of the princess. She temporarily put down her work, pressed her temples and said:

“The first food factories have started working, but there are some problems elsewhere.

"The jobs our Iron Blood Heavy Industry can provide are limited, and there are still many people who cannot afford ore disease inhibitors."

Shining's voice was softer and slower, and his brows showed fatigue.

Not only do I have to deal with more work these days, but I also have to work overtime at night, making me exhausted.

In the past, she would say hello, but today she really didn't have any thoughts. She just wanted to finish things quickly and go to bed.

Theresa, who understands people's hearts, naturally noticed Shining's tiredness, nodded, and looked thoughtfully at Kelsey who walked to her side.

Kelsey frowned, thought for a moment and suggested:

"Perhaps, we can increase investment in infrastructure and allow infected people to participate in this work."

Theresia looked at Shining again. Shining picked up the cup and took a sip of hot water. His expression became more relaxed and he spoke at a slightly faster speed than usual:

"I think it's okay, but the agent hasn't had any big projects to entrust recently."

She had a similar idea, and wanted Thearesia to implement something similar to Iron-Blooded Points, so as not to create a large number of jobs for the sake of making money and provide them to people who had no way to survive.

By working for the official in exchange for necessary survival materials such as inhibitors and food.

However, this class of factory owners in Kazdare will be very dissatisfied. This group of people relies on monopolizing the market, and every factory sucks blood to make profits.

If workers create 100 points of value, then they can only get 1 point. If they meet a 'kind-hearted' boss, they may get 1 more point.

Once the government gives those cheap laborers a way to survive, they will have to face loss of profits or even bankruptcy.