Chapter 3: Goblin vs Soap

[Stop playing around, be serious.]

The System’s lolita voice was filled with helplessness as it continued to explain:

[The world, the world!]

[For this entity composed of all things in creation, its foundation of survival still rests upon the living beings of this realm.]

[The male lead will eventually become the emperor of this world’s first super-empire.]

[He will also become the God of Magic, putting an end to large-scale conflicts and allowing the world to recuperate…]

[The harem of heroines he gathers during his rise encompasses the favored daughters of heaven from various races and major forces all over the world.]

[Using him as a bond, his harem allows the world to maintain a tacit understanding of surface-level harmony.]

Su Na curled her lips.

“A super-empire?”

“If it can survive for four hundred years, I’ll eat it on the spot!”

‘Our own people?’

‘So what if they are our own people? It is perfectly normal for relatives to beat each other black and blue in close intimacy.’

[500 years.]

“Ah?”

[To be precise, it existed for 532 years.]

“Pretend I didn’t say anything.”

[If you choose the second path, you must do better than him, surpass him, and then replace him.]

[This is practically impossible, as he will have everything, while you have nothing.]

[There is a phrase that perfectly illustrates the difference between you two.]

[When fortune smiles, heaven and earth conspire to aid you; when luck departs, even a hero is helpless.]

“Sounds quite intimidating, but since I messed with him like that just now, why didn’t the heavenly dao or the world consciousness obliterate me on the spot?”

“At the very least, shouldn’t it have told me ‘do not look down on a poor youth’ or something?”

[Master, the first path is truly the simplest.]

[You don’t need to think too much.]

[Just accompany him occasionally in some primal activities, and then lay flat all the way until your character goes offline to collect the profits.]

[How fast and easy is that money!]

“Hmm, highly illegal. Are you trying to persuade me to go into the adult industry here?”

“On the contrary, I feel there are quite a few things I have that he does not.”

[For example?]

“For example? You might understand me, but you probably do not understand us.”

[I don’t quite understand.]

“Mindset, ideology, knowledge, and vision.”

“The lessons learned from practice remain correct no matter where you go.”

“To struggle against heaven is boundless joy.”

“To struggle against the earth is boundless joy.”

“To struggle against humanity is boundless joy.”

[I must remind you that even if you completely sever all contact with the protagonist’s group, your destined end of life will basically not be rewritten.]

[The only exception is if you can catch His attention within this limited time.]

“In other words, I have at least ten years to live.”

“I’m just refusing to be a submissive dog; that doesn’t stop me from making them my dogs.”

[In ten years, it is practically impossible for you to change anything.]

“I’ve realized you really don’t think much of me, do you?”

Su Na pushed open the carriage window shutter and lifted the curtain.

She pointed at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

It was so bright that it appeared as a hazy mass of silver light.

Clouds surrounded it in orderly patterns, and the moonlight shone upon the earth like gentle water.

The textures of the surrounding streets and houses were clearly visible.

“Don’t you think it’s too clean!”

“When the time comes, I’ll add some smog to—cough, cough, cough, blegh…”

Before Su Na could finish expressing her thoughts, an odor resembling an exploded public latrine filled her nose.

This caused her to immediately bow her head and retch violently.

When she looked down, she saw nothing but various piles of excrement, which only made her throw up even harder.

The maid, quick-eyed and swift-handed, yanked her back into the carriage.

She pressed a cloth wrapped in a handkerchief against Su Na’s nose and mouth.

A strange scent instantly dispersed the foul odor.

While patting Su Na’s back, she scolded gently, “Miss, you are far too reckless; we are currently passing through the slums.”

The poor were lowly and filthy things—this was basically the consensus among nobles.

Many nobles did not even view commoners as their own kind, but rather categorized them as humanoid creatures.

Aside from the gap in status, the greatest difference lay in their contrasting living environments.

Compared to the slum streets overflowing with feces and urine, the areas where the wealthy and nobles lived already used magic to keep the streets and transport clean.

Su Na rubbed her nose and mumbled, “It’s fine, I just accidentally forgot.”

This was not entirely her fault.

Prior to this, upon witnessing magic, she hadn’t quite realized that this world, stripped of magic, was essentially equivalent to the Middle Ages.

Resources like manure were not yet utilized or developed.

“Oh right! Fertilizer!”

Through the handling of waste, she could roughly deduce the current developmental level of this world.

In all probability, fertilizer had not yet been taken seriously.

This meant these were resources she could exploit in the early stages.

They were low-cost, quick-acting, and could effectively improve land and water pollution.

They would also indirectly control the spread of disease.

However, the specific circumstances would require her to make detailed visits and inspections after returning to her territory.

The original owner was a complete pampered lady.

She had spent her life either brain-rotted by romance or indulging in food and play, never paying attention to the production and daily lives of her subjects below.

Moreover, using manure as an entry point meant she would likely encounter almost no resistance.

Otherwise, with her current body being only twelve or thirteen years old, any attempts to take action would be blocked by her parents.

Hmm… then again, maybe they wouldn’t block her~

“Miss, are we really going back to the territory?”

“My Lord just sent a message yesterday, asking you to stay in the city for a while longer.”

“Recently, the goblin tribes in the Black Moon Forest have shown signs of rioting, and there is a high probability they will raid the garrison zone.”

“Right now, the surrounding areas of the Black Moon Forest are classified as high-risk zones and are under full martial law.”

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