My wife is an immortal black snake.

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Yang Hao hugged his beloved wife. Sigh, what was the Ursus Emperor anyway? His own wife's mutilated corpse was truly... truly...

He looked at his phone ringing again, tears welling up in his eyes, and from the bottom of his heart, he felt that Koschke was the best wife he could ever have.

Chapter 155

The afternoon of the 20th.

The emperor of Ursus has finally calmed down.

After his intimate encounter with Kosiché, Yang Hao finally vented his pent-up resentment. Dejected, he got into the car under the care of head maid Monica, sighing as he said he needed to go see the Casimir ponies to check on their daily work progress and give them a new task.

"I understand. And what about Mr. Joseph, sir?"

“We’ll go there after we get back—the work-for-relief program has been going on for about ten days, and the preliminary results are in. We need to move on to the second phase of the program.”

How many days has the work-for-relief program been running? Yang Hao hadn't really paid much attention. However, he had already experienced the positive effects it brought.

Perhaps Koschke hasn't yet experienced the world Yang Hao is witnessing? But the "work relief" program is truly a wonderful thing! The valuable things recorded in the history of our country over 5000 years, with the experience and historical records of those capable people, are still very useful in this world!

Duchy of Cosiché:

Special statuses: Work relief, Duke's coins, list of mischievous kids

Gain Attributes:

People's stability is steadily rising, the economy is recovering, business is picking up again, and stocks are rising steadily.

The list of mischievous devils is constantly being updated. Now, you can execute all the nobles and merchants on the list who have been tried!

Under the work-for-relief policy, the Duchy of Cosice is constructing numerous residential areas, schools, administrative buildings, and factories. But you feel something might be missing...

Are you really not going to build a wonder? Won't you reconsider? This is a golden opportunity—

No, no, wonders are ruining the country, wonders are ruining the country!

But then again, wasn't the Pentagon, the administrative center that was eventually built, also a landmark of the Duchy of Kosiché? So, it's not that I didn't plan to build a landmark, but rather that I planned to build it a few years later—no big deal...

Initially, Yang Hao dismissed the event intelligence data that popped up in front of him with a laugh. After all, what's so important about a spectacle compared to a school? A civilian factory? A residential area? Are you kidding me?

However, when Yang Hao, intending to kill time by watching for fun, glanced at the wonders that could currently be built in the Duchy of Koschche...

"Pfft! Cough cough...!"

"S-Sir?!"

"No, it's nothing... I just choked. Could you get me a bottle of water?"

Yang Hao shamefully admits that for a fleeting moment, he was genuinely tempted. If it weren't for the ongoing nationwide work-for-relief program in the Duchy of Kosiché, which was constructing numerous civilian infrastructure projects, Yang Hao might have actually ordered the workers to begin building this spectacle!

For nothing else.

[Spectacle: Intelligence Construction Center]

A massive building, taller than the central control towers of the four cities, and only slightly smaller in area than the Duke's mansion.

effect:

You can now view all map information for the entire Terra region! Including all information about their "bastard child"!

Of course, this only applies to you.

This is just too powerful!

Although this spectacle will take 50 years to build, it's truly...

...20 years?

Taking a sip of his beverage, Yang Hao's mind instantly calmed down. A spectacle that would take 20 years to build was far too long for the current Duchy of Kosice. Hmm, it wouldn't be too late to build it after the first phase of economic and social reforms was completed.

"call..."

"Lord Yang Hao, we're almost there."

"Ah—that's great. Monica, could you prepare a check for me? Oh, and I was thinking of having fruit pie for dinner tonight..."

“I understand. As for fruit pie, the Duke’s mansion has plenty of fresh fruit. That’s fine with you if you like.”

Monica was as trustworthy as ever. She took the Duke's check from her pocket, stamped it with Kosiché's seal, and handed it to Yang Hao.

Yang Hao examined the banknote, then blinked as he watched Monica casually put away the seal representing "Duke Koschche".

"grown ups?"

No, I just feel—

"Please rest assured. This seal can only be used on checks. And I need Lord Koschche's or your permission before I can use it."

“I know. I was just thinking that Monica really is a trustworthy head maid.”

"it's my honour."

She smiled, seemingly serious and earnest, yet occasionally displaying girlish shyness and sunshine, without explaining her inner turmoil to Yang Hao.

How can we help Monica completely escape the shadows of her past? Yang Hao smiled and sighed at the same time.

...

A few minutes later, Yang Hao and Monica appeared again at the Lubyanka Grand Hotel, in Theresa's office. However, unlike last time, Theresa had her hair in a ponytail, was wearing casual clothes that looked youthful and energetic, and was wiping sweat with a handkerchief, indicating that she had just finished exercising.

“Ah, boss, I just came back from buying some snacks—wait a moment.” Theresa said, glancing at Monica, the head maid who seemed inexplicably hostile towards her. In front of Yang Hao, she casually wiped the sweat from her collar and chest with a handkerchief, then tossed it into the trash can. She pulled several intelligence reports from a drawer: “This should be what you wanted. If nothing unexpected happens, the next investigation of those deep-sea hunters will only require a few people. They’re very practical. Although their unusual weight caused quite a bit of trouble at first, it seems they won’t have much of an impact on the duchy.”

"Is that so? Okay, here's a new task for you."

"A new mission? How much money?"

"...Can't you change your money-grubbing nature?"

“That’s impossible—Kasimir’s capital has instilled these values ​​in me and my sisters. And you can’t live well anywhere without money.”

Yang Hao was quite troubled by Teresa's money-oriented nature. But then he thought, well, being only interested in money meant that while the ponies were easily bribed, it also meant that as long as he offered enough money and a promising future, they would be his most loyal followers.

So, after writing down a number on the check that would definitely satisfy Theresa and her shameless ponies, Yang Hao began to explain Theresa and her group's new mission.

"...In short, our next task is to prepare for the infiltration of Colombian spies while simultaneously sending some people to the neighboring Duchy of Nikolai to conduct intelligence infiltration and locate the resistance organization within the Duchy of Nikolai?"

“Yes. In addition, you also need to find loopholes in the military factories of the Duke of Nikolai, and if possible, collect evidence of the crimes committed by those nobles—but you must be careful not to try to infiltrate those nobles' mansions. After all, those are man-eating monsters.”

"Okay, I understand. But before that, we can apply for two days off, and then have three days off after finishing the work, is that alright?"

"no problem."

The request was perfectly reasonable, so Yang Hao readily agreed. However, it turned out that Theresa wasn't planning on causing trouble this time? This surprised Yang Hao.

...

Then in the next instant.

"Of course, it would be even better if you could give us more money, boss—and I heard that the Duke's mansion has some 'mind masters'? Could you give us a little bit of their 'mind' supplies?"

"...also."

Well, that request is quite reasonable—after all, those Gallic pastries are indeed delicious.

Just then, Yang Hao's lips twitched. He noticed that Teresa was squinting one eye, like a young girl secretly inviting him to "go shopping next time." Suddenly, he felt a dull ache in his lower back.

This... Miss Teresa, are you serious?

Looking at the data displayed on the [Puppet Stage] in front of me, Miss Theresa is launching an offensive against [me]... Looking at her individual data again, are those strange feelings real?

But the problem is... what did I do? All I did was pat your butt, right? Why is this happening...?

Why did you, like that Ursus Emperor, inexplicably fall for me?

Am I really that charismatic?

Yang Hao returned home filled with confusion. Meanwhile, Monica was inwardly screaming, "This child cannot be allowed to live!" and extremely anxious about the possibility that Lord Yang Hao might be corrupted by Theresa.

What should they do? Monica sat next to Yang Hao, biting her lip where he couldn't see her, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

If the adult's close association with the Kazimierz people was due to his unusual inner desires...

Then.

Why not just correct his habit using another method?

"Monica?"

"No, it's nothing. I was just thinking about dinner tonight."

"Ah, dinner—by the way, can I ask for it to be a little sweet? I've been thinking too much lately, and I feel really tired."

"Of course. And what about Lord Koschche's share?"

"Yes, I'd also like to recommend it to her. She's been working too hard lately, and I hope she can take good care of herself."

"understood."

...But only an even more unusual fetish can overcome a powerful one.

If those even more bizarre fetishes would only turn Lord Yang Hao's gradual descent into the abyss into a full-blown charge towards it, then Monica would rather he'd already slept with Miss Theresa of Kazimierz several times over...

...No, that was far too disrespectful...Lord Koschche, I apologize, I am truly remorseful.

Monica was struggling with how to get Yang Hao to transfer his non-existent sexual desire away from the Kuranta man's buttocks.

Yang Hao, on the other hand, was troubled about how to get through the barrage of text messages from His Majesty the Emperor of Ursus that night.

Thus, after each of them had their own thoughts, the master and servant returned to the Duke's mansion and immediately headed towards the administrative department, Mr. Joseph's office.

......

Inside Mr. Joseph's office.

"In conclusion, sir, the work-for-relief program has had a remarkably positive effect on our territory. We have now largely emerged from the negative impact of the economic crisis, and given enough time, we can gradually recover to normalcy through internal absorption. However, this is the limit of internal absorption. If we want to further develop commerce, we still need to wait for other cities within the Empire to recover from the economic crisis."

"I think I understand. But before that, tell me about the progress of some of the more important events."

"Yes."

Mr. Joseph reported to Yang Hao on the remarkable results achieved by the "work relief" program. Based on his explanation, Yang Hao gradually understood everything.

For example, there are currently only eight schools under construction in the eight districts of the four cities of the Duchy of Cosice, which are responsible for basic compulsory education.

"Eight schools? Isn't that too few?"

"It is indeed too few. However, considering the limited number of school-age children, eight schools are sufficient to avoid wasting resources."

"Do we really have so few preschool-aged children?" Yang Hao asked, somewhat surprised.

Faced with Yang Hao's surprise, Mr. Joseph simply said bitterly that the economic crisis had lasted for several years, and even Ursus people of childbearing age would certainly not choose to have children if they couldn't even support themselves during the economic crisis.

So in the future, Yang Hao and Kosichie's territory may face another population gap. But oh well, a population gap is better than everyone dying out in the end—taking it one step at a time is not impossible.

...After concluding the discussion about schools, Mr. Joseph brought up the construction of some infrastructure.

The construction plan for the residential areas is progressing smoothly, and if there are no unforeseen circumstances, four relatively dense residential areas will be put into use this year.

The construction of the Four Seasons Hotel Gulag was extremely difficult. Mr. Joseph explained that, on the one hand, some workers did not understand the specific purpose of some of the underground gyms on the design drawings; on the other hand, to prevent future attempts to break into the prison by breaching the outer walls, the construction of the Four Seasons Hotel Gulag would take a very long time.

"About 5 years."

"5 years? That's acceptable. Then it's time to deal with our list of troublemakers."

Since the Four Seasons Hotel will take another five years to complete.

So, let's deal with the things on the naughty list first?

Yang Hao and Mr. Joseph exchanged a smile, and amidst Monica's inexplicable chill, they both said in unison:

“Kill them all, confiscate their property, and demolish everything except for some buildings that still look usable to build schools and apartments.”

Since they're already on the list, the sooner they die, the easier it will be to confirm the new list.

With just a few words, the people above have already made arrangements.

Chapter 156

...

Yang Hao was handling political affairs at the Duke's residence.

The village of Minos.

Margarita was completely bewildered as she received a sex education lesson from Miss Northon—no, let's call her Miss Northon. The reason was simple: Miss Northon suddenly realized that to make Margarita understand what the immortal black serpent had been doing to her beloved during their communications, this sex education...

is essential.