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How long does it take for a royal princess to build an indoor playground?
Turns out, just one day.
With Mike's help, Mia planned the indoor playground and selected the site in just one day. The remaining construction process was handed over to the Queen's secretary and maids for supervision.
During the period of building the playground and waiting for the visit of foreign delegations, Mia, having free time, took Mike to experience the customs and culture of Genovia properly.
The open plains outside the castle became their dating spot. Horseback riding, archery, picnics, etc., became the activities they enjoyed during their dates. The girl even invited Mike to join her in visiting Genovia's farmers and fruit growers—the working people.
During this period, Mike also gained a rough understanding of Genovia's national conditions. Aside from rich mineral resources, it was basically in a small-scale peasant economy model. People's lives were passable, but the whole country wasn't very wealthy.
Under these circumstances, vigorously mining mineral resources could obviously make the country wealthy in a very short time. Considering rapid economic development, the radical faction led by Prince Mabrey seemed to be on the right side.
"Mike, do you think vigorous mining of mineral resources can let the people of Genovia live a good life?" beside a small stream, Mia, who was setting up a picnic site, suddenly asked.
Thinking that she would become the ruler of this small country in the future, the girl inevitably pondered some issues in this regard. And analyzing from the information she currently mastered, developing mineral resources seemed to be a good way out.
"A country's strength is not just about economic power, but also about comprehensive national strength such as military and technology. Otherwise, no matter how good the economic development is, it's very likely just working for others." Seeing the girl's silly look, Mike gave her a couple of pointers.
Actually, for a small country like Genovia occupying a good geographical location, developing the economy is not difficult. But how to protect that wealth is the key to the problem. Otherwise, a small-scale invasion war could send this small country back to pre-liberation times in a day.
And in terms of enhancing national comprehensive strength, Queen Renaldi has done very well. Over the years, she has successively sent many young people to developed countries to learn more advanced science and technology and experience. As long as things proceed step by step, Genovia will have a powerful day sooner or later.
Conversely, Prince Mabrey's radical faction, seemingly acting for the country's good, is actually inviting disaster for Genovia.
"Is there really no way to let the people of Genovia live a good life in a short time?" Hearing Mike's analysis, Mia looked downcast. It must be said that Mia is a very kind person.
"Don't think too much, I actually feel that living here is a very happy thing." Mike sighed.
Because America is watching nearby, the probability of a small country like Genovia being invaded by others is actually very small. And because of the suitable climate, the people here won't starve even if they don't mine. Moreover, the self-sufficiency model insisted on by Queen Renaldi makes this beautiful small country feel like a paradise. For people who want a peaceful life, living here is considered lucky.
"Forget it, I was too impatient." Mia, having just become the Princess of Genovia, obviously hasn't fully adapted to her new identity.
However, the girl's cheerful personality made her emotions come and go quickly. Moreover, happiness is comparative. With Mike accompanying her, the girl already felt very satisfied.
Before long, the picnic cloth was laid out, with cooked food and fruits brought by the girl placed on it. While eating delicious food and feeling the cool autumn breeze, the two enjoyed a rare leisure time.
And this leisurely and beautiful scene was also captured by a reporter hiding behind a bush not far away.
It is worth mentioning that the matter of Mia and Mike dating during this period has spread to the people of Genovia through reporter Elsie's reports. The combination of handsome man and beautiful woman, plus reporter Elsie's embellished romantic narrative style, has made the public gradually accept Mike, this future "Prince Consort".
Yes, no matter what his identity was before, as long as he becomes the husband of the Queen of Genovia, he can enjoy the treatment of "Prince Consort".
"Elsie, want to come over and eat something?" Mike, flashed by the magnesium powder camera, invited the beautiful reporter hiding not far away speechlessly.
Elsie, a beautiful young female reporter, was exactly the person sent by Queen Renaldi to secretly track and report on Mike and Mia's dates. Mike being able to get the recognition of the Genovian people so quickly is partly because he is really handsome, and partly because this female reporter's gossip news is powerful.
It's just that this female reporter is somewhat scatterbrained, not understanding what "candid photography" means at all. Only knowing how to act like an "ostrich". For example, now, Elsie with half her body exposed, clearly having been discovered, still picked up a small branch to block in front of her like burying her head in the sand.
"Elsie, come out, I saw you too." Mia laughed at the female reporter's clumsy appearance. The girl seemed to quite like playing this hide-and-seek game with the reporter lady.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to ruin your date." The female reporter with nowhere to hide carried her old-fashioned camera to sit by the picnic cloth. Her gaze lingered on Mike's handsome face for two extra seconds.
"Eat an apple~"
"Thank you, Princess Mia!"
With the communication between the two girls, a two-person afternoon romantic date turned into a three-person gathering. This kind of thing has happened several times in the past few days.
However, Mia really should thank this clumsy female reporter. With this female reporter's gossip-style reports, the image of Mia, this new Kingdom Princess, has become very three-dimensional and more grounded. This has made the ordinary people of Genovia's acceptance of Princess Mia unknowingly become higher.
This situation accidentally gave Mia a very good mass base. It can be said that during this time, Mia, relying on her lively and cute image, has consolidated her identity as the kingdom's heir.
"Princess Mia, I want to interview you. Are you ready for tomorrow's reception work?" Elsie, gnawing on a big apple, asked without treating herself as an outsider. As one of the few reporters in Genovia, Elsie obviously knows a lot of inside information about the royal family.
"Basically ready. To receive those incoming princesses and princes from other countries, I specially designed an indoor playground. It has slides, swings, bumper cars, and a small pool, etc. This will be a big surprise..." Through contact during this period, Mia has also treated the young female reporter as a friend, so she didn't hide anything.
"Are you going to take those princesses and princes from other countries to play games? This is indeed a good idea." Elsie praised sincerely, also looking naive.
It has to be said that small places also have the benefits of small places; at least the vast majority of people here are very simple.
Next, the two girls without any schemes got together and whispered. Mike, the protagonist of the date, was left aside in the cold.
Time flew to noon the next day.
Queen Renaldi, dressed in gorgeous clothes again, stood at the main entrance of the banquet hall with her granddaughter Princess Mia, waiting for the upcoming visiting delegation.
On the other side, Mike, also changed into a handsome white gilded formal suit, accompanied Mia. Not far behind the three, a group of royal family members and kingdom ministers also gathered.
Of course, the people selected to welcome foreign guests were all Queen Renaldi's own people. As for the radical faction people, none appeared here.
Approaching noon, a convoy of small black cars arrived outside the royal castle. Then, Mr. Joe, who was specially responsible for picking up people, led a group of foreign guests towards the banquet hall entrance.