Eight o’clock in the morning.
Little Ivan was called back to the hotel by a phone call from a companion.
Because breakfast was already prepared.
Just like last night’s dinner, breakfast was equally lavish, with a dozen varieties in total.
Among them were three types of at, especially the golden-roasted chicken drumsticks, which looked incredibly appetizing.
All the Eastern Bering people present were very satisfied with this.
The first food most people picked up was the fragrant roasted chicken drumstick.
For these Eastern Bering people, who had long endured food scarcity, the temptation of at was truly irresistible.
For a mont, the dining room was filled with the sounds of eating.
Little Ivan thought of the little boy he saw at the breakfast shop and instinctively picked up a zhacai bun, taking a small bite.
The soft texture upon entry gave him a rather stunning sensation, accustod as he was to hard, black bread.
But the taste of zhacai made him slightly uncomfortable.
Yet it wasn’t inedible.
A companion saw this scene and asked curiously, "Little Ivan, why aren’t you eating the chicken drumstick?"
Little Ivan responded casually, "I’ve never eaten a bun before, so I wanted to try it."
Out of curiosity, the companion also picked up a bun and took a bite.
Little Ivan asked, "What do you think?"
The companion comnted, "Not bad!"
Little Ivan asked a aningful question: "Do you think the Eastern Bering people would like it if we brought buns back?"
The companion took another bite of chicken drumstick and replied, "I don’t know, but they probably wouldn’t dislike it."
Not disliking ans it’s acceptable.
Little Ivan nodded lightly, his thoughts becoming clearer.
At this mont.
A big-bearded man nad Lev sitting across the table said, "I don’t like buns; I will always be loyal to black bread."
Little Ivan smiled, reaching a conclusion in his heart: "I seem to not be on the sa path as Lev."
The counterpart is of Lafte ethnicity, and the Bering Kingdom is dominated by Lafte ethnicity.
Although Lev despises the Bering Kingdom, he absolutely has no intention of betraying the Lafte ethnicity.
"Always loyal to black bread," this phrase clearly expressed Lev’s inclination.
Little Ivan slowly chewed on his bun, deliberately or accidentally asking, "Lev, what do you think of Glory City?"
Lev nodded and said, "Very nice!"
The big-bearded man paused, with a slightly self-mocking tone, "I originally thought Shapudian was a poor country; now it seems we are the poor country."
Little Ivan smiled and said, "I have the sa feeling as you."
Lev suddenly changed his tune and said in a low voice, "But I look down on the Shapudian people, they only know how to be the dogs of the Great Xia People."
Little Ivan remained noncommittal.
He recalled seeing so many Shapudian people at the bun shop and completely disagreed.
The Shapudian people you look down on as "dogs" have ample food supplies and can buy Cold Resistant Suits at a low price of 60 Xia Yuan.
While you think the Eastern Bering people who are "not dogs" are mostly enduring hunger and cold, with people starving to death every day.
It’s so ridiculous!
Little Ivan swallowed the bun and made a decision in his heart: "Find a chance to eliminate this fool in the future."
Because if you want to save Eastern Bering, Lev will definitely beco a barrier; they will find it hard to accept Eastern Bering breaking away from the Kingdom.
So sorry, Lev will have to go.
He felt deep down that his strength was far superior to Lev’s, and secretly eliminating Lev shouldn’t be too difficult.
Little Ivan discreetly observed others who were devouring food, pondering, "Who can beco partners?"
He realized that for Eastern Bering to gain independence, relying solely on his own strength was not enough; he must unite more like-minded people.
Little Ivan thought for a mont and said loudly, "Great Xia is indeed a good place; I think sending family over here is a good idea."
This was a deliberate probe.
Upon hearing this.
Different reactions ensued.
Lev was the first to speak up, and he spoke rather bluntly, "Did we co here to seek solutions, but you’re already thinking about running away?"
The big-bearded man directly cursed, "Little Ivan, you damn coward."
And soone imdiately chid in.
"Running away is not a solution to the problem."
"I love Eastern Bering; my family and I will always stay in Eastern Bering."
But soone expressed support.
"Great Xia is safer; what’s wrong with having a safe living environnt for your family?"
"How is sending family here considered running away? Is making your family suffer along with you considered brave? We will still fight for Eastern Bering!"
The two factions imdiately argued.
Little Ivan said nothing, continuously observing the others.
He felt that those who didn’t oppose sending family to Great Xia represented an inner acceptance of Great Xia, potential allies.
After a while.
The strongest among these Eastern Bering people, Aleksey, shouted, "Everyone, stop arguing. This is Glory City; don’t let the Great Xia People see the joke!"
Everyone shut their mouths.
Little Ivan glanced at Aleksey, surreptitiously marking him as "untrustworthy."
Because Aleksey was also a Lafte person and was quite close to Lev.
At this point.
Who is a "teammate" and who is an "enemy," Little Ivan had reached an initial judgnt.
He gnawed on a at pie while pondering how to unite teammates and how to quietly clear out enemies.
Yes, "clear out"!
Little Ivan deeply understood that for Eastern Bering to achieve independence, they must eliminate these people still sitting on the Western Bering side.
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