Margaret
While Ye Miaomiao was busy, an uninvited guest, Fang Yan, came.
He kept staring at Charles, waiting for the opportunity, and discovered that Arthur was looking for Charles behind Ye Miaomiao.
Fang Yan was not sure what Charles meant.
He simply asked Ye Miaomiao directly, and unexpectedly received a surprising answer. Unexpectedly... Arthur had come with this mission so reluctantly!
Fang Yan immediately became alert——
This mission was everything he had been worried about!
Why would such a baffling instruction be issued? Of all the methods, seduction was the least reliable. And considering Margaret's aristocratic ways, Charles clearly fits the seduction criteria better.
Unless... Margaret knew ahead of time that Arthur would succeed.
Fang Yan had thought about the possibility that someone else might have gone through the same experience as him, because he knew that besides his SSR card "Butterfly Effect", there must be other similar cards.
[Butterfly Effect: You will go back to the past, and you can use all your power to change the past, except that you cannot say or do anything that goes against your "cognition at the time."
Warm reminder: There are always variables in the rules. 】
Now Fang Yan suddenly understood this warm reminder. The pattern was his previous understanding, and the variable was Margaret, who was suspected of knowing the future.
Fortunately, Ye Miaomiao was not tempted, and the supplies Arthur brought back this time were also...
Fang Yan's mouth twitched. The mission funds returned to Margaret. Maybe, probably... she wouldn't feel that it was too much of a loss.
He had to continue observing, remain silent and calm.
At this time, Ye Miaomiao asked about recent events: "Has anyone on the team caught a cold?" Recently, the illnesses caused by the cold in the territory are collectively referred to as cold diseases.
Fang Yan shook his head: "There's someone with diarrhea. Go to the hospital and take some medicine. He'll be fine soon."
"It's okay," Ye Miaomiao sighed. Fang Yan knew what she was worried about without her saying anything.
But after this experience, Fang Yan knew that medical research wasn't easy to achieve, and he had to take his time. He thought, "Why not solve the clothing problem first? The weaving huts in the territory aren't producing enough clothes..."
Why not just steal other people's things?
He had previously discussed with Ye Miaomiao that the Central District and City Island qualifying competitions would begin with the infighting among the territories.
Fang Yan is willing to lead the team to retrieve resources for the territory.
However, he wasn't sure if making this suggestion was OOC, so he could only say that he was willing to sacrifice himself.
Just as I was considering my tone, the diplomat came back.
Margaret had previously proposed forming an alliance to eliminate the surrounding forces. Ye Miaomiao neither agreed nor refused, but simply asked the diplomat to go to Margaret to discuss the details and expenses.
This time when I came back, I told Margaret that firstly, there were no reptiles, and secondly... I couldn't get any advantage from the things we discussed.
Even if it was profitable, Ye Miaomiao did not intend to cooperate with Margaret, because she just knew the real purpose of Arthur and others coming here -
There's really something wrong with my brain.
"Lord, my diplomatic rank has now risen to level three. I can now produce diplomatic by-products and territory specialties. I can also now carry out activities such as low-level colonization."
[Territory Specialties: Once enabled, all items produced in your territory will be marked with a unique mark.
Special Effect: Strict Control (item attributes will increase by 10%, and price will increase by 5%)]
Ye Miaomiao: “!” With this calculation, she can get 5% of the attributes for free!
After opening it immediately, Ye Miaomiao looked at the second activity——
[Low-level colonization: You can obtain any piece of territory in the defeated party's territory, as well as the buildings on the territory. Please note that you will also accept a percentage of residents.]
This...Ye Miaomiao looked at Fang Yan, who looked "eager to try" and "just want to rob others", and silently turned off the light screen.
Robbery does make money quickly, but it's an endless bottomless pit. Supplies will eventually run out, and there will always be insufficient supplies. Should we just keep robbing?
The best strategy, of course, is to develop yourself. Only when you have weapons and food can you have a place to stand.
Ye Miaomiao did not tell Fang Yan about these ideas, because at this point in time...she could not carry out these ideas!
She is just a reptile, and reptiles will always come to her. It is a fantasy to expect her not to fight.
Originally, Ye Miaomiao was sticking to the strategy of procrastination. In the early stages of the disaster, she needed to make transitions, so she first ensured the food, clothing, and shelter of the residents, and then slowly waited for the creepers to come.
Now... with low-level colonization. Since we're going to have to fight anyway, it's better to take advantage of advanced technology, take the initiative, and win in one fell swoop.
Looking at Fang Yan who was trying to decide his words, not knowing how to speak, Ye Miaomiao recalled his previous "dedication" remarks and sighed inwardly.
Even if it was a starving granary, she would feel at ease to leave it to Fang Yan.
"Let's collect clues first. There have been quite a few residents visiting from nearby neighbors these days. There are rewards for any information leading to the territory. Knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle."
Fang Yan was surprised at how quickly Ye Miaomiao's attitude changed. Glancing at the diplomat's back as he hurried back to work, he suddenly realized that it was probably because of the diplomatic upgrade that there were extra rewards for victory.
That's even better.
As he turned around, he heard Ye Miaomiao mutter, "By the way, ask Hu Mifeng if he has any clues. After all, he's a courier..."
Later, Fang Yan learned that Hu Mifeng was busy delivering packages throughout his territory and had no involvement in the incident. As for clues...he provided none at all. As a courier, he couldn't reveal any customer's "address or phone number."
Time flies, but in the disaster of ice and snow, every minute and every second feels like torture.
Arthur rushed back to Margaret overnight. Only the hot water bottle in his arms was still warm, as his whole body had already frozen into a block of ice.
The journey, which should have taken half an hour, took him nearly three hours as he walked slowly due to the strong wind and snow.
It was already late at night, and he thought the Queen had gone to bed and planned to meet him tomorrow. Unexpectedly, the Queen got up and changed her clothes for him, not wanting to waste even a moment.
"You completed the mission!"
Arthur waited in the cold wind for over half an hour before finally entering the hall. Before he could say anything, Margaret looked at the large and small bags on his back, her eyes suddenly brightening, and her originally dull yellow hair seemed to be coated with a layer of gold.
"Quick! Let me see what the Hungry Hungry Territory has presented."
Arthur instinctively felt that this was not right. He hadn't said anything yet, so how did Margaret know that he had "completed the task" and even presented a "tribute"?
Arthur lowered his head, knelt on one knee, and handed the backpack to the servant beside him.
"Hot water bottle," Margaret raised her eyebrows slightly, obviously not unfamiliar with it.
She lifted the hot water bottle aside with her pinky finger. The backpack, a gift from the local market and weathered by the wind and snow, was obviously a bit dirty and did not catch her eye.
However, Margaret did not despise it. Instead, she opened the next one and the next one.
His face grew darker.
There was nothing in it that she wanted.
"Where's the charcoal technology? Why is it all useless garbage!" Margaret roared sharply.
Arthur's heart suddenly turned violently and he felt nauseous!
He knew Hungry Hungry's territory possessed a wealth of cutting-edge technology, but it was rumored that it had all been acquired with immense effort. Why did Margaret claim such entitlement and demand that others present their technology?
She...she has been a princess for a long time, and when the end of the world comes, she becomes the queen without any obstacles.
But she was only the princess and queen of the country and Margaret. Could it be that she thought the whole world had to obey her? Only poor Margaret was a commoner!
Arthur suppressed his anger and whispered, "This is only part of it. The rest will be sent later."
Margaret calmed down her anger, but her blue eyes still echoed with the lingering storm. Pointing at the pile of "garbage": "These obscene things, just..."
"Lord Ye asked me to handle these items before she would send the rest," Arthur said quickly.
In short, Ye Miaomiao agreed, and Charles was hungry again, so no one exposed his lie.
"Take it away." Margaret waved her hand impatiently.
She was already in a bad mood after getting up in the middle of the night. Not seeing what she wanted made her even more furious. She almost lost her composure and said, "Tell her to send it over as soon as possible."
Looking at Arthur walking out with his backpack, Margaret's heart suddenly stopped.
"Arthur, remember your identity. I am your king."
The blond young man before her lowered his head, knelt on one knee, and took off his hat. Margaret breathed a sigh of relief at his obedient head. He was just... an ordinary civilian.
Arthur, carrying a package on his back, walked out of the bustling center of the territory step by step and into the "slums" next door.
Even though I had prepared myself for a tragic scene, I was still shocked by the scene before me.
The first thing that caught my eye was several rows of corpses.
Naked, with all their clothes taken away, they didn't even have a chance to get frostbite, they were frozen purple and hard. Those far away were buried deeper in the snow, while those close by were placed on the surface of the snow.
There were about a hundred bodies, men, women, young and old, like random poker cards.
Arthur, trembling all over, walked even faster into the sheds without stopping.
Uncontrollable groans could be heard from both sides, clearly indicating they had been suffering from illness for a long time.
Arthur continued walking, and when he reached the door of his house, he heard crying. The brother lay in the room, and the sister covered her face and sobbed: "Father...Father is gone, and grandmother is gone too!
My chest felt like it was hit by a huge rock and I could hardly breathe.
"I'm back. I'll take you away." Arthur took a deep breath. This was definitely not the time to be melancholic. He quickly took out the hot water bottle, wood, and other items from his bag.
He had anticipated that the territory would run out of wood, so he specially stored a backpack full of wood.
While boiling water, he took out a lot of cold-weather food and handed it to his relatives one by one: "It's a little spicy, but it can warm you up."
It's more than just raising the temperature. When you put all kinds of food into your mouth, before the notification pops up on the screen, a faint heat rises in your body, and your stiff body seems to soften.
The brother looked at Arthur in surprise.
Arthur didn't have time to explain. He said in a deep voice, "Thanks to my father, our clothes are thicker and more resistant to the elements. But then my father and grandmother died, and the rest of us had no chance of survival."
He then mentioned his father and grandmother, and the others couldn't help but cry at the thought of their loved ones' tragic deaths. Hearing Arthur's second half of the sentence, which bluntly stated that everyone is doomed to die, they felt even more heartbroken and chilled.
He was telling the truth, a fact that everyone knew clearly but was afraid to admit about the future.
If they continue like this, they will have no choice but to follow in the footsteps of their father and grandmother.
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