"Your Majesty, at this time, you must hold on!"
Minister of Foreign Affairs Moyi hurriedly stepped forward to support the Dwarf King and advised.
An epic-level natural disaster is beyond human capability to withstand.
First, the divine spirits fell, followed by the fall of The Kingdom of God, directly elevating the "hundred-thousand-year catastrophe" to a peak.
Even if they, the orchestrators behind the scenes, came forward to claim they fabricated this, the outside world would not believe it.
The lie being too close to the truth is also a kind of trouble.
"Rest assured, I can hold on!
Quickly send someone to contact the Elf Race; their heritage is the deepest, and they might know some information unknown to us."
The Dwarf King said, enduring his anger.
The moment that tests the destiny of the Dwarf Kingdom is about to arrive.
Our own kingdom is severely injured, while our neighbors are just slightly harmed, which will surely further stimulate their ambitions.
If not careful, just as the crisis passes, the three malicious neighbors might band together to attack, adding insult to injury.
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Often, showing any weakness means that a species is approaching the brink of extinction.
The tide is slowly receding, leaving behind a ground full of silt; occasionally, stranded fish, shrimp, and floating corpses can be found.
Arranged by the Government Affairs Department, the surviving residents and stationed troops participated in the silt-clearing work together.
With the Lord absent, officers from various departments took on the responsibility for overseeing post-disaster reconstruction work.
"The Duke is on his way back, and before that, we must first compile the losses from various areas and develop a post-disaster reconstruction plan."
Jacob was the first to speak.
As a Government Officer, the greatest pressure from post-disaster reconstruction falls on the Government Affairs Department.
Whether it’s assessing damages or formulating reconstruction plans and implementing these plans later, the main responsibility lies with the Government Affairs Department.
Other departments only participate within their scope of authority, with priorities clearly distinguished.
"The disaster originated from the sea, thus the inland areas were relatively less affected, and the areas that suffered the most losses should be the coastal regions.
Not just Snow Moon Territory; the situation on the Mountain Domain’s side is likely not optimistic now.
Particularly among those coastal cities, they are the biggest victims of the disaster.
The original development plan of the territory was too singular. While it’s convenient to develop cities in coastal areas early on, when faced with disasters like tsunamis, the risk resistance is too poor.
To formulate a post-disaster reconstruction plan, these risks must be considered, and the administrative center should not be located long-term in coastal cities!"
Rudolf’s words were just a start; immediately, various opinions emerged, making Jacob feel overwhelmed.
Under the feudal system of Snow Moon Territory, apart from lacking a title, it is inherently an independent small regime.
A newly-formed political group usually has only two core goals: strong army and development, making various problems inevitable.
Previously unrecognized, once disaster strikes, everyone discovers the various shortcomings in the territory.
A similar scene also unfolded in the Mountain Domain. The officials left behind faced similar troubles.
As everyone began their discussion, the familiar sound of a dragon’s roar interrupted the meeting process.
Knowing that their Lord has returned, everyone’s initially uneasy hearts instantly calmed down.
"No need for you all to greet me; go back and perform your duties!"
After his epiphany ended, he returned home with his wife and children.
Knowing the disaster came from the sea, he decisively chose to first settle in the Mountain Domain’s manor house.
Being located on the highest peak of the territory, even if an earthquake occurred, the damage would be minimal.
The manor house of Snow Moon Territory was different.
Originally for convenience, it was directly built in New Moon Port, with an altitude of only a few dozen meters.
A tsunami triggered by the impact wouldn’t spare his manor when sweeping through the port.
The scene after being submerged in seawater can be imagined; the site is undoubtedly a complete mess.
"Hudson, you go handle the aftermath matters; I can manage things in the house."
Melissa said with forced calmness.
Having just suffered a disaster, it’s the time when the heart is most fragile. If possible, she wanted Hudson to stay by her side always.
However, traditional noble education would not allow her to act this way.
Born in the Alpha Kingdom, not only does the family head need to bear pressure, but the matron must also have a strong heart.
"Alright, I’ll leave the matters in the house to you!"
After speaking, Hudson directly turned and left, completely ignoring the longing gazes of his sons.
This is something noble children must experience.