The doctor suffers from amnesia, but not complete amnesia.

The black snake didn't speak, but simply picked up the water glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"...At this point, I won't go back and fight a losing battle. You have the Tower of Babel backing you up, but I don't even have Ursus standing behind me anymore—because you've successfully woken them up from their war and expansion."

"The fact that you can see this shows that you are still calm—but at the same time, you haven't thought about the current political situation in Ursus completely objectively."

Qiao Yelan shook his head, then took out three more cups and placed them in front of him.

"The political forces in Ursus previously consisted of three factions: the civil service represented by Speaker Witt, the military represented by Nicholas, and the interest group formed by the nobles."

"His Majesty the Emperor controls the civil service and has Nicholas’s covert support, but on the surface, the military still unites with the nobles to suppress the civil service—but all of this has quietly changed since I went to Ursus."

“Nikolai has begun to openly support His Majesty the Emperor. With the First Army and some Vladimir remnants such as Yegor, the Emperor no longer needs to rely entirely on Witte. As a result, the civil service has also become aware of the Emperor’s fear and wariness of them, and thus has become somewhat alienated from the Emperor.”

He placed the three cups in a line, from himself to Kasya.

"Now, I have three cups here. Which one are you holding?"

Black Snake was stunned. She looked at the empty cup in her hand, and then at the three cups that Qiao Yelan had taken out.

Emperor, military, civil officials, nobles—

"......noble?"

"That's right, that's the card I left for you."

Qiao Yelan's voice carried a gentle smile, making one feel as if bathed in a spring breeze.

"The emperor and the nobles are inherently at odds. The military is now on the verge of a complete falling out with the nobles, and the civil service is constantly at odds with them. Although the three parties are not on good terms, in fact, the nobles are their common enemy."

"A common enemy is the starting point for a group to come together."

Kashina picked up the cup in her hand and examined it carefully.

Her identity is unique. She is one of the highest-ranking nobles in Ursus, but she has always been a royalist. Although she has a deep cooperation with the military, she does not have many troops of her own. She has little relationship with the civilian government, neither cooperating nor being hostile to them.

She suddenly realized something.

From the perspective of the political forces in Ursus, she is actually an absolutely neutral figure.

She can get closer to either side or distance herself from either side, and no force would be so idle as to deliberately target her for no reason, because there would be no benefit in that.

Just like... just like the Tower of Babel!

Qiao Yelan had previously navigated between the Emperor, Nicholas, and Witte, skillfully maneuvering them into a harmonious relationship—while the other party had never had any contact with the nobility.

Did he not want to?

Impossible. No nobleman would refuse benefits, and Qiao Yelan's greatest skill is getting others to share common interests with him.

"So, you want me to be the one to make contact with the nobles?"

“That’s right—I was originally pessimistic about the political situation in Ursus, which is why I planned to have you directly endorse me. But I clearly underestimated Vladimir’s abilities and the will of many people. As a result, I was able to turn Ursus around with just your verbal support.”

Qiao Yelan pointed to the cup in the other person's hand.

"Therefore, you and the nobles have not completely broken off relations, but there is still a possibility of continued cooperation."

"But what can I do with them?"

Kashina was still somewhat confused.

"The nobility is the most traditional and conservative group in a country, especially when they come together—therefore they will be the group that most admires Ursus traditions."

What are the traditions of Ursus?

War and expansion.

As long as they can develop their military, wage war, and continue to expand, they will support whoever can lead them to achieve these goals, and they will oppose whoever tries to stop them.

Just as they supported Vladimir before, they oppose Fyodor now.

"The Emperor's attitude, Nicholas's control over the army, and the consistent opposition from the civil service have made the nobles realize that it is impossible to wage a war at the national level—so they are eager to find other ways."

"any solution?"

"Because I wasn't sure if they could even think of it, I gave them a demonstration—I had Nikolai do it himself."

Kasya was taken aback, then suddenly realized what was happening.

What did Nikolai do? He invaded an electoral district of Letania without authorization.

"A localized invasion that is not a full-scale war?"

"Or you can call it a special military operation if you prefer."

Qiao Yelan said half-jokingly.

"The nobles can certainly see through Nicholas's tricks, but he's playing by the rules. After all, he hasn't escalated the situation, and he's using 'his own money,' so he doesn't need to consult the state. Most importantly—"

"Most importantly, they will see Nicholas make a fortune from this operation—because you will help Nicholas get the biggest piece of the pie, but the nobles won't see that! All they'll see is Nicholas sending troops on his own and making a huge profit!"

Black Snake's voice rose considerably.

"That way they'll think of following suit, funding their own armies to go on campaigns, and then plundering wealth—just like Vladimir led them to do back then, only now they're in charge!"

The evil spirit smiled and nodded.

Do you think nobles lack that kind of arrogant, "If he can do it, so can I" mentality?

"Isn't that true for everyone?"

"So, if at this time you tell them that you can find a way to start a local war with the Great Yan, and the target of the war is the Great Yan's most prosperous trading port, Longmen, then how would the nobles react to you?"

Kashina gave a genuine smile.

What will happen?

Of course we'll fully support you!

Qiao Yelan looked at the black snake, who was lost in thought, and poured herself a glass of water.

Even if he has already told the other party the key points, even if he has already demonstrated the steps in person.

However, when Qiao Yelan himself treated the black snake in the same way, she was still immersed in joy.

Don't let your piece know that it is a piece.

Don't let others know that person is your pawn.

Chapter Seventy-Four: Selling Crutches 2

When Kane came to see Qiao Yelan again, Kashena carefully observed all the reporter's words and expressions, and found nothing unusual compared to before. In addition to her usual respect for Qiao Yelan, she felt an extra sense of closeness this time.

“I have decided that after this, I will go back to pursue my doctoral degree and also receive additional guidance from my father—if I can succeed him, I can really do more for the people of Kazimir.”

The young man had made up his mind.

“My father also supports my choice. He said he is willing to give me more time to finish what I have to do. He also hopes that I will have no regrets.”

"Congratulations, you're finally able to be honest with your father—it's a great thing for both you and Mr. Bain."

Qiao Yelan said with a smile.

"It is thanks to your permission for me to sit in on this meeting that I have this opportunity—I have also spoken with my father, and he said he will not let this bill pass and is willing to renegotiate this matter with you."

Kane said with a face full of gratitude.

"Don't worry, I will discuss these matters with Mr. Bain. With the support of the Rose Newspaper Alliance, I am almost certain that the bill to stop the infected will be passed."

"With your words, I can rest assured. So I will do as we discussed before, go back and mobilize my current friends and informants to spread this message as much as possible."

Watching the other person leave excitedly, Qiao Yelan turned her head slightly.

"There are no problems at all; everything is obviously going as you expected."

[Black Snake wasn't lying; Kane's performance met your expectations.]

The doctor nodded slightly, picked up his pen, wrote the last few lines, and put the document into the file bag.

Online synchronization is complete. Once we see some progress in Kazimir, we will send the hard drive copies to Kazdel and Rembiton all at once.

"Alright, that's fine. Young people at this age are full of energy. We just need to wait for this to spread, give it a little push behind the scenes, and then wait and see."

Qiao Yelan said cheerfully.

He finally got a few days off to relax, and now he's just waiting for the media frenzy to explode, for Cyril to be crowned emperor by the military, and for the chain reaction to settle down.

Wait and hold on to hope—

Because the harvest season is just around the corner.

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Kane's actions were as swift as Qiao Yelan had anticipated, and his style of doing things meant that his friends were all passionate young people like him. The fact that it spread so quickly was clearly related to Bane's indulgence.

At this point, the other members of the business association also began to realize that something was wrong—how could the news of the meeting that day have been leaked in advance?

And how did this public opinion erupt so quickly?

These kinds of coordinated reports, done by young people in a moment of passion, can't stand up to scrutiny at all. A quick glance reveals that it was done by Bain's rebellious son.

These astute individuals investigated further and discovered that after the meeting that day, the young man who so vehemently "disliked" his father went home. Moreover, when he came out, he showed no signs of anger or argument. Instead, he went directly to the Tower of Babel and reportedly stayed there for quite some time.

Then, as soon as Kane came out, the news exploded instantly, and the news was absolutely true. It was that Babel Tower was going to implement the Infected Slavery Act, which put this large medical company, which had always claimed to be friendly to the Infected, in a very bad situation. It had no choice but to give away a large amount of precious Oripathy inhibitors for free to prove its innocence.

One glance at the needle confirmed it was simply a case of failing to reach an agreement and then running off to disgust people.