My wife is an immortal black snake.

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The Ursus messenger and his leader looked thoughtfully at the map Margarita had produced. After confirming that the route wouldn't lead them astray, they nodded, thanked her politely, and left, continuing along the new path.

...

Margarita is still completely bewildered.

This was the first time she had convinced people outside the villagers of an impending natural disaster and successfully guided them along a safe route she had planned. Was this the first time she had successfully completed a task all by herself?!

And the other party didn't even question me about how I predicted the natural disaster! This is something I've never encountered before, when dealing with city residents and caravans!

"Aren't they afraid I'm lying? They haven't even produced any evidence..." Margarita muttered to herself, lost in thought. Watching the figures grow smaller and smaller in the distance, she felt a surge of excitement welling up inside her.

She was so happy that she wanted to share her joy with Yang Hao!

And because it's relatively close to the city, her phone still has a signal and she can still send text messages.

He must be happy about his growth! Excitedly tapping on her phone screen, Margarita might not be so happy if she knew that the Ursus messenger squad was delivering a gift from Yang Hao to someone else.

Chapter XIII

noon.

"Huh? Margarita can actually persuade people outside the villagers to avoid the disaster zone and take a detour? Sigh... she's grown up."

During the meal, Yang Hao finally had time to check the text messages on his phone. He had assumed the emails that had been bothering him were those lewd advertisements, but when he took them out, he was surprised to find that they were actually good news from Margarita.

He glanced at Margarita's text message. In the sentences, which were clearly jumbled with incoherent sentences due to excitement, he could feel Margarita's heartfelt joy at finally being able to complete a job on her own.

Well, Yang Hao was definitely happy for Margarita... but on the other hand, he also felt relieved.

If nothing unexpected happens, even after I leave, Margarita should be able to grow up to be independent, right? That way, I won't have to worry about whether she's doing well here all by herself every day.

Um...

"Sigh... I'll tell her about my plans to go to Ursus when she gets back. But it's best to wait until Miss Kosiché gives me a clear answer first... Otherwise, it would be really awkward if I said I was going to Ursus, but the blind date fell through and I ended up having to stay in Columbia."

What are you muttering to yourself here all by yourself?

As Yang Hao was talking to himself, his good friend Jack walked over, shaking his head. Yang Hao looked up and saw that the fat, hoofed man was carrying some things in his hands.

"Nothing—what is this?"

"Lunch. Well, you don't eat bananas, so I've replaced your fruit with apples."

"Hiss...but I don't really like apples either?"

Yang Hao sighed, thinking that apples were more acceptable to him than bananas.

He hated bananas, and the reason he disliked them was ridiculous: he didn't know when a banana would turn from green to yellow.

Once you miss the ripening period for bananas, they will ripen at an unbelievable speed... Sigh, Yang Hao really hates this kind of troublesome food. Of course, if someone could help him keep track of when the bananas ripen and then deliver them to him, he wouldn't mind eating them.

But that won't work here. The company meals they deliver are all green, unripe bananas, which Yang Hao doesn't like.

"Wow! Today we're having stir-fried sandworms with chili peppers?!"

"It's quite a feast. Sigh, this building basically only has minor things left to finish, like the interior decoration. But then again, it seems we'll have a break period after this building is completed?" Jack sat down next to Yang Hao, spoon in his mouth, and the two men began to eat. "I'm planning to take my wife on a trip to Casimir during my break—are you coming with Margarita?"

“Me? No, no. Margarita is very busy with work, and I don’t know when she’ll be able to come back.”

"Is that so? Then forget it."

The two men continued eating their meals, and before long they had finished eating, but left half of the dishes uneaten.

"...Sigh, why does it always feel like there's too much food and not enough rice when we eat? I'll go get some more, do you want some?"

"Give me two more bowls—if you can't even eat rice with any appetite, there's definitely something wrong with you."

"I totally agree. But then again, your online romance with an Ursus is fucking problematic, isn't it?!"

"You son of a bitch—wait until I get married, I'll make you pay!"

Without a second thought, Yang Hao handed the lunchbox to Jack and angrily gave him the middle finger. Sure enough, his brother was still limited by common sense—there's no such thing as a successful online relationship through blind dates, so Yang Hao would just have to prove him wrong!

...But thinking about it carefully, the chances of this falling through are still quite high. Indeed, I need to stay calm, I need to stay calm...

...

A while later, Jack returned with a lunchbox refilled with food. After they sat down to eat together again, Jack suddenly started telling Yang Hao about his inside information.

"By the way, have you heard? The recent gas pipeline explosion in the city, and the car accident this morning, weren't related to that!"

"What's going on? Just tell me directly what happened, okay?" Yang Hao blinked. "Besides, the street where the gas pipeline exploded is very close to my house... I was at the Messenger Bureau when the car accident happened this morning, it was pretty scary."

"The messenger bureau? What are you doing there?"

"Nothing, just sending something. So what's going on?"

Jack looked up and glanced at the people around him. Because of their high positions, the ordinary workers didn't gather around to eat with them.

Realizing that no one would notice him whispering, Jack lowered his head and whispered to Yang Hao:

"Some say that it was actually a mess caused by Ursus spies fighting against the Colombian secret police."

"...what?"

Yang Hao blinked, thinking, "What...is there any basis for this?"

Although he knew that outside forces had indeed entered the city, was the "Serpent Scales" unit truly an Ursus force? Yang Hao expressed his doubts—

......

wait?

What was Miss Kosch's initial nickname on the matchmaking app?

...An immortal black serpent?

...Um...

Sure enough, I'll go ask about it later?

But if this is an official Ursus mission and has nothing to do with Miss Koschei, wouldn't it be inappropriate to ask her directly? Why, why does this have to happen now of all times?

Yang Hao felt very conflicted, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that if he really married her, he would become an Ursus citizen—at least the place of origin on his citizenship would change from Columbia to Ursus. Given the situation, Miss Kosiché would probably not give up her title as Duke of Ursus to live in Columbia.

It seems I have to make a choice. Should I stay in Colombia and become a Colombian citizen, and give up on my blind date with Miss Cosice, or should I give up my Colombian citizenship after the blind date goes well and go to Ursus to live?

Yang Hao could figure it out even with his ass.

“But some people say it might be the work of Bolivarian spies. You know our border skirmishes with the Bolivarians are getting worse, right? Right now, the mercenaries outside the city are all heading towards the border, and our mobile city happens to be in the disputed area... I guess we'll have to declare martial law and move our positions soon. Huh? What's wrong? Why do you look so relaxed all of a sudden?”

"No, it's nothing. It's just that a difficult decision suddenly disappeared."

Yang Hao shrugged, slapped Jack's large hand away, and decided to ask Miss Koschitch for clarification first tonight.

Chapter Fourteen

That evening, during their usual text message exchange, Yang Hao chose to directly ask Miss Koschie if she owned a unit called "Snake Scales".

He had to get to the bottom of this, especially now that Colombia seemed to have a real conflict with Ursus, but it was being overshadowed by the border conflict with Bolivar.

If that unit doesn't belong to Miss Kosiché, then Yang Hao can be completely at ease: he can then obtain an Ursus citizenship while retaining his Colombian citizenship, allowing him to live a good life on both sides. He can even come to Colombian Jelly in the winter and go to the Ursus snowfields to escape the heat in the summer—it couldn't be more comfortable.

But if that unit belongs to Miss Koschke... then after much hesitation, if their blind date doesn't fall through, and both parties fully understand what they might find uncomfortable living together, what they can overcome, and ultimately decide to meet in person...

So Yang Hao will have no choice but to give up his Colombian citizenship. And he probably won't be able to return to Colombia to visit his good brother Jack and his family, or to see Margarita, whom he's been so worried about.

So he hoped Miss Koschke would give him the answer he wanted, the answer of "Snake scales? I've never heard of them."

However... Miss Koschich ultimately gave him a painful reply.

“That’s right, they were indeed my men. How did you find out?” Yang Hao blinked, dryly repeating the text message he received on his phone. “Looks like you’re a man worth looking forward to… Damn, I’d rather you had said that to me when you were denying that unit…”

That unit really was her subordinate?! She must be infiltrating Colombia under orders from the Ursus government, right? It's impossible that she sent people to investigate after finding out my home was here, right?

If you really want to do an on-site inspection, just tell me! My house is quite big; it can easily fit a few people. Why go through all this sneaking around, which resulted in a conflict with the Colombian secret police...

So, as expected, this is definitely a conflict between Colombia and Ursus, both overt and covert, right? It shouldn't have anything to do with me at all, I guess.

"Before getting married, all I wanted was a peaceful life, to be an ordinary office worker or a gigolo," Yang Hao muttered to himself, wiping the sweat from his face with his sleeve as he tapped on his phone screen, preparing to send a few messages to Miss Koschche. "Sigh... it's not that I'm unambitious, but the problem is... I need to at least settle down, have a family, and a few children before I start striving, right? What good is building an empire if I don't even have children? Without children, I don't even have a wife; am I just going to be someone else's bride after I die?...

It's not that Yang Hao isn't trying; it's that he lacks the foundation to do so! He's terrified that everything he's worked so hard for will become someone else's gain, so he hopes to find a partner he truly loves, or at least someone he can spend his life with, before he starts striving. If Margarita had agreed to his advances earlier, he'd probably be an ordinary city lord by now...

Sigh... all I can say is that life is unpredictable.

After sending the text message to Miss Koschitch, Yang Hao sighed heavily, feeling extremely tired for a moment.

......

at the same time.

Having received the message from Yang Hao and given her own reply, Miss Koschke looked at the phone screen in front of her with great interest, and for the first time, she showed a smile that was not so gloomy and scary.

"It seems this Mr. Yang Hao is more capable than I imagined. The reason he's only a steward and not moving up is simply because stewardship is enough for him right now," she muttered to herself, reading the latest news. "What is he wary of? Since he had the ability to discover my snake scales without knowing anything, he also has the ability to discover more of that city's darker side, and then directly use the advantages derived from those dark aspects to become a city lord. Why isn't he doing that? Heh..."

Miss Koschke thought Yang Hao was a very interesting person. He had the ability to discover his own snake scales, there were actual deeds to prove his ability, and he even possessed special Originium Arts that allowed him to do things he couldn't even imagine... But why was he so content with the status quo?

...No, if he were truly content with the status quo, he could simply hide his identity, work as a laborer, and secretly use his abilities to earn money, thus living a comfortable life. He wasn't content with the status quo; he was simply yearning for something—only by obtaining that thing would he unleash unparalleled power and climb step by step upwards.

The question now is, what exactly does he want? Miss Koschke thought, even if—even if she were willing to let him become this body's "husband"... what would he need to obtain to use that power?

As a millennium-old immortal, Koschke wasn't the kind of young person who still harbored fantasies about unconditional human love. She hoped that while she gave Yang Hao what he wanted, he would reciprocate in kind. If what he wanted was her body, considering his abilities, giving it to him was fine—but could he bring her the surprise she desired?

...As for this, Miss Kosiché believes that she needs to wait until tomorrow, until his "gift" is delivered by the swiftly advancing serpent scales and his personal messenger, and until that "gift" demonstrates its value, before making any plans.

"Heh... I hope I can tell him the purpose of my snake scales in the past? He's already convinced that my snake scales were for monitoring his outposts, not because of the conflict between Ursus and Columbia?" Miss Kosichä tossed her hair, sat on the bed, and crossed her legs. "...Alright. Considering our future life together, I don't want to sow the seeds of trouble over such a trivial matter—provided that Mr. Yang Hao can satisfy me."

Miss Koschke believed she had the upper hand in this blind date. She knew perfectly well that she could refuse Yang Hao's invitation at any time.

However, Miss Koschke's abilities and interesting personality had already made her somewhat tempted... She felt that her advantages were being taken away little by little.

However, if he could truly take away her advantageous position, it would be a novel experience for Miss Koschke. She awaited Yang Hao's reply with great interest, unaware that she was already anticipating the many surprises this man might bring her.

Chapter 15

During the lunch break on February 11th.

When Miss Koschke received Yang Hao's gift from the messenger squad that had rushed back from their forced march, and ordered Snake Scale and the messenger to disperse and wait, she personally opened the seemingly ordinary brown cardboard box, took out the bubble wrap inside, and immediately spotted the small sculpture that looked ordinary but actually contained a hidden secret.

This is a Sarkaz sculpture, about the size of an adult's head, emitting a faint blue light. If it weren't for the fact that it's made of ordinary stone, Miss Kosiché would probably mistake it for a sculpture carved from gemstones.

“An ordinary stone statue… but it emits a faint blue light? Hmm… did he carve something on it… a special Originium Arts?” Miss Koschke frowned, picking the sculpture out of the cardboard box. “I’ve never seen this kind of Originium Arts before… what kind of abilities does it have? Hmm? An instruction manual?”

As she lifted the statue, a piece of paper fluttered down. Miss Koschke looked at where the paper had fallen and realized it appeared to be a handwritten instruction manual by Yang Hao.

A few words were written on the neatly written paper.

Carry it with you, or place it at your workplace—or even at home. It will gradually help change the mindset of people who were originally at odds with each other. However, this may take some time.

...

Where did he get the confidence to be sure that his Originium Arts would work on the people of Ursus?

And... somehow etched onto the sculpture? Could it last a very long time? Miss Koschice was filled with doubt; her millennia of experience told her that this was something she had never seen before—

...Huh? There's another one?

She noticed a piece of paper stuck to the bottom of the sculpture. She took it off, and there were a few words written on it in neat handwriting.

I'm really looking forward to the gift you'll send me.

...This must be the note he added to the cardboard box yesterday morning before sending the sculpture. After a moment of silence, Miss Kosiché put the note, which expressed the other party's high expectations, into her pocket.

"...Heh. It's only fair. Since my snake scales made him uncomfortable before, then I'll give up on letting him observe me this time...I'll observe you in another way."

She smiled gloomily, and after carrying the sculpture back to her palace, she carefully placed the Sarkaz sculpture, which emitted a faint blue light, on top of a pillar in a corner of the room.

That pillar was originally intended to hold sculptures, but Kosiché didn't have the habit of collecting sculptures, so nothing had ever been placed on it. Now it's come in handy.

However, Miss Koschke was not happy that the pillar had finally come in handy; on the contrary, she was worried about her "gift".

Just as Yang Hao didn't know what kind of gifts she liked, Miss Koschei didn't know what Yang Hao liked either. However, Miss Koschei knew very well what he disliked.

"...Dislike bananas? Heh, Ursus rarely grows this fruit due to its climate. But what would you like?...I have no need for official positions or money right now. I believe the gift you're giving me can resolve the people's conflicts, but I can't very well go to you in person and spend the night with you, can I?" Miss Kosichä paced back and forth in her room. This seemed to be the first time in all her years that she was worrying about giving a gift.

Miss Koschich didn't think Yang Hao had any need for military or official positions at the moment. After all, if he wanted, he would have already secured the position of city lord in that city in Colombia—so Miss Koschich abandoned the idea of ​​directly giving him the token of her important ducal position.

Money? No, impossible. Miss Koschke knew this man had plenty of ways to acquire wealth—just as he didn't need an official position at the moment, he needed to obtain "something" before he would crave an official position, wealth, or power. Giving it to him now would only annoy him and serve no purpose.