My wife is an immortal black snake.

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While the master and servant were enjoying their bath together in harmony, on the other side, Yang Hao's conversation with His Majesty the Emperor reached a stalemate.

"In conclusion, Your Majesty Catherine..."

"Yes, that's the idea—the Imperial Diet will meet again in three days, and I've already sent people to the direct territories of each member [that I can ensure are reclaimed] to stand by. Although time is a bit tight, is it possible to finish the Diet-related matters before July 10th?"

"But isn't this a bit too much—"

Isn't that asking the impossible?

Yang Hao couldn't bring himself to say those six words, because Her Majesty Catherine smiled and said she would give him a "satisfactory extra reward".

Chapter 15

Completing all the work in three days was quite a lot of pressure for Yang Hao.

Fortunately, Her Majesty Catherine opened her royal treasury to him—looking at the countless piles of pure gold, jewels, exotic treasures, and numerous high-value items, luxury goods, and works of art inside, Yang Hao's heart, which had been tormented by pressure, immediately calmed down.

After all, how should I put it?

The pressure from work mainly comes from two aspects:

One problem is that time is tight, and the money is enough, but you lack the ability.

Another issue is time constraints; you may have the ability, but the compensation may not be sufficient.

What Yang Hao is facing now is a situation where time is tight, but the money is sufficient, and he has the ability to handle it—so naturally, he feels no pressure.

"Sure enough, as long as you pay enough and are capable enough, all that pressure is meaningless!"

He wandered through His Majesty the Emperor's private treasury, holding gold in one hand and jewels in the other, looking dazed and seemingly enjoying himself immensely.

Seeing this, Ms. Sonia, who was accompanying him, could only put on a helpless expression: after all, although His Majesty the Emperor had given Yang Hao the right to take money from the treasury at will, at the very least, he should restrain himself a little, right?

You're not His Majesty's man after all... If you take too much, aren't you afraid His Majesty will settle scores with you later?

She honestly voiced her concerns, and in response to Ms. Sonia's worries, Yang Hao nodded in agreement and then took more of the crimson gold into his hands.

"So we have to use the best iron where it counts! There's still some time before nightfall, so let's move some gold back, then I'll take a nap, and tonight we'll officially begin our operation."

"Yes..."

Isn't this just blatantly accepting more...bribes?

Sonia's mother was somewhat helpless, but faced with Mr. Yang Hao's words, she still chose to indulge him in a doting manner.

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Later that evening, Yang Hao and Ms. Sonia, who was holding the crimson gold, returned to their room together.

After explaining his upcoming "situation" to Ms. Sonia, he rested his head on her lap and began to close his eyes to rest, much to her slight surprise. This man, who already knew he was about to die, decided to follow his desires. Anyway, he would be drained dry by his wife when he got back, so it would be better to enjoy life while he was out.

And it's true that Ms. Sonia's thighs really captivated him.

"Hoo..." With his eyes closed, he gently exhaled a breath of warm air onto the lower abdomen of the blushing Ms. Sonia. Then, as his consciousness fell, he once again went through a familiar process and arrived at the House of Elegy.

Today, the House of Elegy presents a strange scene...

A jumble of colors? This vibrant, multicolored black light made it difficult for Yang Hao to clearly discern the various scenes within the room...

"Welcome! It's been a long time since your last visit!"

Miss Elegy was not at the place she had been last time. Following the sound, Yang Hao found that she had somehow ended up standing on a high platform.

Was this platform here last time?

Seemingly aware of Yang Hao's inner turmoil, Miss Elegy simply smiled and then jumped down from the platform:

"This is the latest thing... Mr. Yang Hao, don't think that only you will change, okay? The House of Elegy will also change a little according to my actions."

"I see... But speaking of which, you used to wear long skirts?"

"...Your focus is quite strange."

What Yang Hao was more concerned about was the glimpse of a leg of Miss Wange's long dress when she jumped down... But Miss Wange likes to wear long dresses, which is quite nice in a way.

Well, in a sense.

He didn't dwell on this unimportant place. In short, led by Miss Elegy, Yang Hao arrived at the newly expanded third-floor platform of the House of Elegy.

There, he saw many good things—and he also learned a great thing from Miss Elegy.

"that is..."

"Yes, just as you thought. There are no more restrictions on you entering the House of Elegy from now on—you still need to wait 70 days for each item you take to cool down."

"Oh...and what's on this..."

"You can think of it as a specimen rack. Every time you deal with a powerful being, you can put a part of it here for collection—it might be useful, but until you put something here for the first time... it's still unknown."

Miss Wange explained with a smile, and Yang Hao wondered if it was just his imagination, but he noticed that the mystery surrounding Miss Wange seemed to be gradually dissipating...

He couldn't see anything at first. But now, he could vaguely make out the decorations on her clothes... Although he still couldn't see her face clearly, this increasingly clear vision made Yang Hao subconsciously swallow a few times. He was both excited and worried that this meant something big was about to happen.

Well... although that's what he was thinking, Yang Hao still remembered what he came here to do. He first asked Miss Wange if they sold any items that could resolve psionic contracts. Then, while Miss Wange was still considering, Yang Hao also told her in a sorrowful tone that he might die after returning home.

"Huh? Mr. Yang Hao, what do you mean by 'you will die'?" Miss Elegy didn't realize anything for a moment, but she seemed a little nervous—was it Yang Hao's imagination?

“...My wife.” He didn’t know, so he honestly explained why he was going to die: “She said she was lonely, so…”

"...Please keep going."

"—For the sake of the fact that you'll die if I die! Please, I beg you, help me!"

"Unfortunately, that's impossible. Anyway, let's get down to business... I do have the [product] you're looking for. But that product itself is a [contract], and you can only break another [contract] using a [contract] from the psionic world... In other words, this is only a temporary solution, not a permanent one."

"That..."

"But I have a way to solve this for you."

Miss Elegy smiled and snapped her fingers.

With that gesture, the House of Lamentation changed—from a closed building into an open courtyard. She seemed to hope that Yang Hao would accompany her on a walk and they could discuss this topic. Look, she's already extended her hand.

After hesitating for a while, he finally agreed to Miss Elegy's request.

Chapter 16

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It has to be said that this is a very magical place.

Miss Elegy named the place they were strolling in "Wandering Abode." It was said they were walking in the world inhabited by the officials, a place teeming with strange creatures and, naturally, countless rare treasures.

From Yang Hao's personal perspective, he felt that his impression of [Mansu] was not bad... but if he were to live here, he estimated that he would not be able to adapt.

“Indeed, Mr. Yang Hao, you are used to the life of the material world, so it is natural that you cannot adapt to the life of Mansu. After all, your attachments in the material world cannot come to Mansu, so naturally you will refuse to live here.”

Holding his right hand, Miss Wange, who was only a head shorter than him, seemed to be sighing over something. She led Yang Hao to an open pavilion in the corner of the courtyard, where there was a genuine leather sofa sewn from the hide of an unknown beast, and a ball of fire burning fiercely above the black soil.

They sat down on the sofa, and it was at this moment that Miss Elegy finally got to the point.

"Simply put, the [contracts] from the psionic world cannot be completely eradicated, but Mr. Yang Hao, you can [avoid] the punishment they bring through another method."

"avoid?"

“It’s more like a deception, but it’s a reasonable deception.” She nodded with a smile, pulled Yang Hao’s hand to her thigh, to what should have been the length of her long skirt, and emphasized again and again: “Deceive those two psionic beings.”

"...I think I understand what you mean, but how do we do it?"

If we consider the contracts between the Ursus Empire and Chaos, and between the Gallic Empire and the Cycle of the End, as contracts of the human world, then the concept of deception certainly exists—but how is this deception accomplished?

In the human world, contract deception requires preparation before signing the contract. But now that the contract has been signed, and their law enforcement team's fists are harder than my skull, how can I deceive them and survive unscathed?

Yang Hao was utterly puzzled by this, and in response to his confusion, Miss Elegy simply gently rubbed the back of his hand:

"It's very simple. The one that signed the pact with the End of Reincarnation is the [Gallic Empire]. And the one that signed the pact with Chaos and Disorder is the [Ursus Empire]... Do you see where the problem lies?"

"This doesn't all seem to be—...wait? You mean...?"

"Yes, that's the idea—if one day the Ursus Empire changes its name to the First Ursus Empire, and the supreme ruler of the Ursus Empire changes from someone from one family to someone from another family... then the contract is invalid, and naturally, there's no need to bear the negative effects of the contract. Your [Puppet Stage] has the ability to change names. But unfortunately, this requires you to [completely rule] a country or nation to have this right to make changes."

"But if it can be done so easily... Ah, I see!"

Yang Hao suddenly realized this and felt extremely excited—but then again, even if he understood the principle, it was still very difficult to actually implement it.

In short, if Yang Hao intends to free the Ursus Empire from the effects of the chaotic and disordered contract, firstly, he must rule the empire, and then change the name of the supreme ruler from Her Majesty Catherine to his own.

He then needs to use his [Puppet Stage] ability to change the [name] of the Ursus Empire—changing it to the Ursus Republic or the First Ursus Empire.

Finally, he also has to deal with the Ursus race... oh? That doesn't seem to be necessary?

After all, with the country's name changed and the supreme rulers transformed from one family to another, the contracts and agreements are no longer valid!

So breaking a psionic contract is really that simple?! But it's only simple in theory...

"I need to unify the entire empire first, and then I need to get Her Majesty Catherine to abdicate... Hmm, but then again, if she abdicates and gives me the throne, and then I terminate the contract and return the throne to her, wouldn't the contract become invalid?"

"Yes. After all, contracts require accuracy. If it's still not right, we can just have the emperor change his surname and that'll be the end of it."

"I understand... both the country name and the surname need to be changed... but that's only theoretically simple, right? I guess I'll need to pay a considerable price to achieve this."

"There are many things. One of the biggest is your [influence] and [political points]—if everything goes smoothly, you should have enough to complete this task in about 20 years. It's just... for the Deepsea Hunters, the contracts they have aren't so simple."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because their [contracts] are based on [race and profession], you know? And the Cycle of the End is a never-ending existence... Even if you cancel his contract, he will still expand to other places to fill his stomach. It's similar to the situation in the center of the Gallo Empire."

"I have a feeling you've said something incredible again... Sigh, tell me, what do I need to give up if I want to know that information?"

Yang Hao sighed heavily, realizing that Miss Wange now possessed countless pieces of information that he desperately needed to obtain. He also knew that he would definitely need to pay a price to acquire that information.

So... Miss Elegy, what do you need me to give in return?

Yang Hao looked at her face, shrouded in mist... He waited for Miss Elegy to name her price.

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the other side.

I've been watching Mr. Yang Hao fall asleep for quite some time now.

Ms. Sonia had long since stopped humming. She felt her mouth was getting dry, but the thought that any sudden movement might wake the man who had finally fallen into a deep sleep made her abandon the idea of ​​going to the bedside table, which was just a step away, to get some water.

Sonia didn't want the man's sleeping face to change even slightly.

“...like a child who’s tired from playing.” She said softly, reaching out to gently and carefully stroke his forehead, tidying his hair. “When you’re fast asleep, you don’t know anything. I wonder what the world in your dreams is like? Is it damp or dry? If possible... I hope the world in your dreams is peaceful.”

Was it because she had projected some kind of expectation from the past onto him? Or was it a new expectation she had? Ms. Sonia wasn't sure, but...

May you continue to live in peace.

Sonia knew she was vaguely hoping for something. It would be best if he specifically mentioned it.

She gently stroked Yang Hao's cheek. Just as she was about to take things further, she noticed that the man's eyes rolled around a few times, as if he was about to come to his senses.

She didn't pull her hand back, and just waited quietly for the moment he came to his senses.

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"Forehead...?"

When Yang Hao returned from the House of Elegy, he felt a strange sense of unease, as if he had unknowingly given up something very strange.

Miss Elegy's asking price wasn't particularly high in a sense; she simply hoped that Yang Hao would bring her some white sugar and tea next time he came in. Was she a tea lover? Yang Hao wasn't sure... but in any case, he would bring those things next time.

After paying such a strange price, Miss Elegy did provide Yang Hao with some of the information he hoped to obtain.

That was the news about the [End of Reincarnation]—in her explanation, the End of Reincarnation was a greedy psychic being whose psychic avatar would appear in the center of a country that had been cleansed because of a contract. Once its psychic avatar manifested in the material world, it would continuously and slowly expand to other countries in order to obtain more.

In a sense, this is terrible news... From Yang Hao's personal understanding, it's estimated that once the psionic avatar expands to a certain extent, it will border the Ursus Empire. And once that happens, the Ursus Empire will inevitably have to wage war against such a powerful psionic entity—whether they can win is another matter, but whether the Ursus Empire can even inflict damage on the psionic entity is a serious question...

But if he's lucky, Yang Hao has Miss Elegy. Miss Elegy knows the weakness of psionic entities: they are extremely afraid of physical attacks, but unfortunately, most of the weapons used by people in this world don't have enough physical damage.

'Perhaps after I finish things here, I'll need to figure out how to unlock the second research slot, and then... research military technology. But the United City is still around the Duke of Koschche... I'll see if I can 'borrow' some researchers back then.'

He muttered something as he tried to get up from where he was lying. But as he did, the first thing he felt was a soft, warm touch from where his head was resting... and then he felt something being placed on his face.

Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and saw that it was Sonia's mother who had placed her hand on his face.

"Ah... good evening, Sonia." He chuckled awkwardly, then noticed that Ms. Sonia didn't seem inclined to remove her hand. "Um? Could you please put your hand back? I need to get to work..."

"Yes, that's right." She smiled and said in her usual calm and gentle tone, "It's 9:20 pm now, it's almost time to get to work... But Mr. Yang Hao, if you'd like to continue sleeping, that's fine too?"